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Episode 4 pt1: "From bad. To worse."
"My name is Savannah Winters, and I used to be normal, but two years after the accelerator went off I found out I had powers, then I'm suddenly kidnapped by a man who says I'm meant for bigger things, I'm not meant to just be a hero, I was meant to be a Legend, I am, Trajectory."
You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.
Location: Washington D.C. 1986.
"That wasn't so bad was it?" Rip asked as they reached their destination.
Savannah shot a look at the back of his head.
"Walk in the park," Snart replied sarcastically, "So, where are we now?"
"Washington D.C. the year is 1986." Rip answered as his chair turned around.
Savannah pushed the harness over her head but stayed seated.
"We've landed at the height of the Cold War in a world poised for nuclear annihilation." Martin said looking less then happy.
Suddenly Gideon's face appeared above the console.
"We've traveled here because I have a new lead on Vandal Savage's location."
"Yes. Gideon managed to intercept this telefax concerning Savage's last known whereabouts." Rip told them as they all pushed themselves up and made their way over.
Savannah and Jax shared a look of confusion.
"A tele-what?" Jax asked for both of them, his face scrunched up in confusion.
"It's like a email. On paper." Ray explained happily.
"Wow," Savannah commented leaning forward to look at the telefax before turning her head to Ray, "That is absolutely useless."
"Dude, this whole thing's crossed out," Jax pointed out turning to Rip.
"Yeah, redacted by the U.S. government. Which is why we are here to steal the original file on Savage back from those who are tracking him."
Savannah groaned internally at the sound of that, before she walked over to stand next to Rip.
"Oh, this just sounds glorious, Capitano." She said sarcastically under her breath as the Pentagon came into view.
"Uh, that's the.." Ray started in shock.
"Now, now... Don't worry. We are cloaked." Rip reassured.
"You want us to break into the Pentagon?" Mick started, "Sounds awesome."
"Sounds crazy," Kendra corrected.
"What's the plan?" Sara questioned.
"Oh the Fabricator will fashion you the necessary Pentagon credentials." Rip told them, as Savannah leaned her lower back against the console, with her arms crossed.
"Ooh, and don't forget our G-man disguises." Ray said, sounding giddy.
As Rip and Savannah turned to give him a look, they shared one first.
This should be interesting.
Ray seemed oblivious to the looks everyone was giving him as he continued, "I always wanted to be a spy,"
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As everyone filed out, Savannah stayed where she was, looking out at the Pentagon, her eyes wandering across the large building.
"Your not going?" Rip inquired curiously.
Without turning around Savannah hummed softly.
"Nah, they can handle it, they're grownups." Then after a moment added: "Well, at least some of them are."
Savannah's lips curled up when Rip let out a chuckle.
"Don't laugh Hunter, I never said who were the grownups and who weren't," As she said this she turned her head to give him a smirk, her eyes sparking.
Turning back to the window Savannah moved over from where she was leaning against the console, when Rip walked over to stand beside her, before leaning back slightly.
The two stood in a comfortable silence.
Savannah relaxed as her mind ran over the last mission.
As she remembered it, she cringed when the image of Savage silting Carter's throat entered her mind.
"Something troubling you?"
Savannah looked up at Rip with mild surprise.
Shrugging, Savannah tightened her arms around herself.
"Just thinking about our last mission, that's all."
Rip looked like he was going to say something when he was interrupted.
"We're in." Sara's voice suddenly said from their coms.
Jumping slightly and swearing under her breath, Savannah turned around, while Rip walked over to the other side of the Console.
"Alright, now, the file we're after is kept in a secure records room. In order to gain access, we're going to need to, uh, borrow a magnetic key card."
Here, Savannah snorted softly before leaning forward so she could see the security footage of Kendra and Sara.
"The records room has closed-circuit cameras. We need a diversion." Rip continued.
"Someone call my name?" Mick replied.
Savannah watched intently, her eyes narrowed.
Then after a few tense moments.
"We got the file." Sara announced.
Rip looked up to meet Savannah's gaze.
"Okay, now for the tricky part. All personnel are subject to search upon exiting the Pentagon. Firestorm will divert the power long enough for you to exit."
The blonde crossed her fingers as they both waited in a tense silence.
Suddenly Savannah could hear an explosion, her head snapped up, alarm pulsed through her body.
She gasped when she could feel an overwhelming amount of rage flood her, it pushed in the back of her mind and she sucked in a sharp breath.
"We have a slight problem." Sara announced.
"Where is that smoke coming from?" Rip questioned turning his attention back to the console, "We've got the file. What the heck does Kendra think she's doing?"
Savannah leaned forward and saw Kendra attacking civilians.
"Good questioned." Sara replied.
"All right, wonderful, we've got a demigoddess who's gone berserk. Abort. I repeat, abort. Get back to the ship right now."
Savannah flinched at Rip's sharp tone and his harsh emotions, which only seemed to add onto what she was getting from Kendra.
"Roger that." Jax said, and Savannah brought one hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose, trying to regain control of her, and not her, emotions.
"I meant "Use the door"." She heard Rip mutter, sounding beyond frustrated, "But while you're at it, can you help return our winged avenger to her cage?"
"I got her," She replied, pulling her hand away, before taking off own the hall leaving a trail of blue and white lightning in her wake.
"Savannah!" Rip called after her, before letting out a string of swear words while turning back to the console.
Line break brought to you by me hoping I'm doing the characters right.
Savannah didn't waste any time in grabbing Kendra and turning around and running right back to the Waverider.
Throwing her friend against the wall Savannah quickly touched the access panel to close the Cargo Bay door.
Spinning around quickly, the blonde had no time to react before Kendra's razor sharp nail dragged across her face, causing her to cry out in a mix of surprise and pain.
Ducking down, the blonde stumbled slightly, while bringing one hand up to her cheek.
Savannah quickly slipped by her friend and made for the stairs, using her speed to jog up the steps and touch the panel to lock Kendra in the cargo bay.
Hissing softly as she gently touched her cheek, then above her eyebrow, Savannah frowned at the blood that stained her fingers.
Kendra slammed herself up against the door, her eyes a deep shade of red.
Taking a small step back, the blonde watched her friend with concern, while wiping the blood from her brow.
Just as she slammed into the door a second time, did her eyes turn back to their original color.
Kendra looked confused for a moment, before her eyes came up to look at her, and her eyes widened.
"Oh my god Savannah!" She exclaimed, horror laced in her voice, "Are you okay?"
The blonde shook her head and met Kendra's gaze as she heard footsteps running down the hall.
"Not your fault Kendra, don't worry about it." She insisted as the door opened.
Kendra still had the look of horror on her face, and Savannah sighed softly, before Rip appeared.
"Are you alright?" He asked and Savannah nodded.
"Yeah, should be fine in like, ten to fifteen minutes." She replied, trying to reassure not only Rip but Kendra also.
But when feeling her distress, she turned half way around to offer her a small smile.
"Hey I'm going to be fine Uno alato."
Kendra forced a small smile, before Savannah turned back to Rip, then reached up to wipe blood from her brow again.
"Med Bay?" She guessed, Rip nodded and Savannah started down the hallway.
Once they got to the Med Bay Savannah walked in while letting out a sigh.
"I think I've been in here more then my own room," She commented, before lightly touching her cheek, as she grabbed a small gauze to press on it, then slowly sitting down on in the chair.
"What's wrong Rip?" She inquired, her head ducked down slightly, turning her head to face him when he gave no answer, Savannah noticed the lost in though kind of look on his face, "Don't think too hard, wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."
Rip looked up and gave her an unamused look.
Savannah offered him a ghost of a smile, in fear of pulling the wound on her cheek, before pulling the gauze away, turned it over, and pressed it to her brow.
Frustration.
Savannah sighed softly at the dethatched emotion that pulled in her chest. Pulling the gauze away, the blonde looked up at Rip.
"Frustrated?"
At the look he gave her she continued.
"It's written all over your face."
"I hate to interrupt Captain," Gideon suddenly spoke up, causing Savannah to jump slightly, "But the rest of the Team has arrived and are currently on their way to the bridge."
"Thank you, Gideon."
Savannah put the gauze pad on the small table between the two chairs, before pushing herself up.
"This should be interesting." She commented while walking out with Rip close behind.
"Why is that?"
Savannah turned her head slowly to give Rip a long look.
"Where have you been? Living under a rock?"
Before the two walked onto the bridge.
And Savannah noticed that all the others were either sprawled out in the chairs, or standing close by.
Rip walked ahead of her and leaned forward on the console, while Savannah sat in a nearby chair.
"Instead if dwelling on what went wrong, let's focus on the positive." Ray spoke up after 5 minutes of silence.
"What are you talking about it was awesome." Mick commented.
"In the same way that tsunamis, earthquakes, and other natural disasters are "awesome"." Martin said as Rip shook his head.
"We got the file on Savage." Kendra spoke up.
"Despite the hiccup with the alarm?" Martin pointed out while turning to look at Jax.
"Oh, so it's my fault now? You know, maybe if you weren't always yammering away in my head, I could actually focus." Jax snapped.
"You have access to 60 years of knowledge and experience. Why not just take advantage of that?"
Savannah flinched at the way their raging emotions were giving her a headache.
"Because it's my body on the line out there, not yours."
"Hey," Sara cut in, "It's not your fault. Everything would've been fine if Big Bird over here hadn't freaked out and nearly took Savannah's face off."
Said blonde shot a look at Sara.
"Don't drag me into your little sissy fight." She snapped in annoyance, while Kendra also snapped at her.
"Excuse me?"
"Enough." Rip cut in, and Savannah bit her lower lip while trying to calm herself down, "There is plenty of blame to go around. Now, fortunately, Gideon was able to generate a low-end EMP, which erased all the Pentagon's magnetic media."
"Like security footage?" Ray asked.
"No." Savannah commented sarcastically, "The important stuff. Like home videos."
Rip shot her a warning look, before continuing.
"Look, you're just lucky that the Department of defense likes to keep incidents like this under wraps." Before he turned around. "Gideon, any luck with our purloined secret file? Please say yes."
"Yes, Captain. According to the Pentagon, Savage has defected to the Soviet Union."
"So the most powerful evil the world has ever known has just gone red at the height of the Cold War." Martin concluded.
"And now he's gonna help them cook up something that kills the future." Ray added.
"Gideon. Set a course...for the Soviet Union." Rip ordered, as Savannah pushed herself up and stood on the other side of the console, opposite of where Jax was standing.
"Captain, we've just crossed into Soviet airspace." Gideon informed.
Savannah felt Jax's uncertainty, and offered him a small smile.
Rip turned around and also seemed to notice Jax's nervousness.
"Don't worry Jefferson, we are moving far too fast for anyone to track us." He reassured while walking over to stand beside Jax.
"I'm afraid that's not true." Gideon spoke up, "Someone is tracking us."
"Chronos?" Savannah asked as Rip came over to stand next to her.
"I thought this ship was cloaked." Jax said looking up.
"It is." Rip replied in confusion.
All three of them leaned forward slightly, and noticed the familiar ship closing in.
"Savannah's right. Boba Fett's back." Jax pointed out.
"Chronos must have followed us when we made the jump from the '70s."
"He's closing fast." Savannah warned.
"Captain, what would you like me to do?" Gideon asked.
"Slow down, drop our cloak, and make as much noise as possible."
Jax and Savannah turned to give each other a confused look.
"Whoa, that's like, top three on the list of things we definitely shouldn't do." Jax said and Savannah nodded in agreement.
"Just trust me." Rip reassured.
Suddenly both Ray and Snart walked onto the bridge.
"We run out of gas or something?" Snart asked.
"Or something." Savannah replied without turning.
"Weapons systems tracking." Gideon informed.
"Look, if this is your idea of trying to lose him, then, m-" Jax started shaking his head.
Rip turned around to stand beside Savannah.
"The Soviet Air Force to the rescue. Now, let's see how badly Chronos wants to follow us."
Savannah leaned over to gently allow her shoulder to brush against his, and when he met her gaze, she offered him a grin.
"Nice one."
Rip gave her a half smile.
"Thank you."
Savannah turned her attention back to the console, not noticing the look Snart was giving them.
"Wow, it's a MiG-21. No one's ever been this close to one before." Ray commented looking out the front window.
"Are you quoting "Top Gun"?" Snart asked lazily.
"Maybe."
Savannah watched as the small red triangle, labeled MiG, shot off smaller triangles.
"I've got heat-seeking missiles closing at a distance of less then a mile." Gideon said, and Jax looked over at Rip.
"Which is why I need you to cut the engines." Rip replied not sounding worried.
"Whoa, don't we need those to land?"
"I said "cut them" Gideon."
Suddenly the ship tipped forward causing Savannah to grab ahold of the console to keep herself from sliding.
"Missiles are now targeting something else."
"Chronos." Jax spoke up in realization, a smile on his face.
"I suggest you all strap yourselves in." Rip advised when the Waverider tipped down some more, before sitting down himself, "It's going to be a bit of a bumpy landing."
Savannah stumbled forward while trying to grab a chair.
"Initiating emergency landing protocol."
Crap, crap, crap. Savannah thought before pulling herself into a chair, before remembering the other members of the Team.
Jumping up, Savannah took off down the hall, quickly locating Sara and Kendra, grabbing the blonde first, Savannah grabbed her, and sped her back to the bridge, and pulled the harness over her head, before going back for Kendra, and did the same.
Where's Mick? She thought, stumbled backwards slightly, before continuing to run around the ship, before spotting he arsonist.
Grabbing Mick by the arm, Savannah grunted softly while running him back to the bridge with the others, before running back for Martin.
Jumping into the closet open chair, Savannah sighed in relief and pulled the harness over her head and held on tightly.
"How's it going Gideon?" Rip asked.
"There's nothing more I can do. Elevation is 5,000. 4,000. 3,000."
"When I said, "Bumpy"," Rip started as Savannah tightened her grip on the harness, "I meant, "prepare for crash landing"."
Savannah closed her eyes as shivers ran down her spine.
"Rip, if I live through this, I'm going to kill you." She said, before they hit the ground.
Savannah groaned while pushing the harness up over her head.
"Good news Captain. Despite our rough landing, the ship is still fully operational." Gideon announced happily, before the ship sparked.
"Welcome to the U.S.S.R."
As Rip's chair turned around, he was surprised to see the entire Team each seated in the chairs, and he turned to look at Savannah, who was rubbing the back of her head.
"If it were up to me, they would revoke your pilot's license." Martin commented pushing himself up.
"They" are more then welcome to, considering I don't have one."
Savannah snorted softly under her breath while muttering: "That explains a lot."
Rip shot Savannah a look, as she pushed herself to her feet.
"Did you get anything on Savage from the Pentagon file?" He asked turning back to Martin.
"It appears our friend has been quite busy since we last saw him."
Savannah walked over to pier over Martin's shoulder at the file.
"Svarog?" She questioned.
"God of fire in Slavic mythology; a secret project the Soviets are working on." Martin answered as Ray picked up the file, "Considering Savage's involvement, most likely some sort of weapon."
"Valentina Vostok. Graduated top of her physics program and then just, dropped out of academia." Ray read out loud.
"To help develop Savage's new weapon, no doubt."
"The Cold War's up for grabs, and Miss Vostok is the linchpin."
"I say we put two in the back of her head and call it a day." Snart spoke up while Rip took the file from Ray.
"We have no idea who this woman is or what her effect may be on history." Ray argued while Savannah rubbed her forehead, "She may be the next Madame Curie for all we know."
"She works for Savage. That's all we need to know."
Savannah turned around to say something to Sara, but frowned when she noticed that both women were gone.
"She probably has no idea who's backing her research. Just let me approach her as a scientist, and we'll see what she knows about Savage's weapons program."
Savannah turned back to Rip, and walked over to stand beside him.
"It's 1986, you're American, and you don't speak Russian. She'll have you pegged as a spy in a second."
Rip turned around to grab something in the Parlor, before reappearing.
"Perhaps I can help with that." He said walking forward holding a little black box, he opened the box to reveal green pills, "Ingestible translators."
Savannah's eyes widened slightly as she approached the console.
"They attach to your larynx via neural interface. Swallow them; you can speak and understand any language spoken to you."
Both Snart and Ray took one, while Savannah looked on.
"How-how do you turn it on?" Ray wondered.
"Gideon? Switch them into Russian." Rip ordered, then at Ray's uncertain look added: "Go on, say something."
"I don't know what to say." Ray replied.
Savannah chuckled in amusement.
"You just said something Ray." She replied lightly.
"Wait, we're still speaking English."
"No, we're not." Savannah said shaking her head.
Ray turned his head to Savannah, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Are we...?"
"Yep."
Rip pointed to him with a small grin, and Ray face broke out into a wide grin.
"Great, now you're annoying in multiple languages." Snart commented.
"Gideon, switch him back to English." Rip said, before Martin looked over at Savannah.
"Miss Winters, I didn't know you spoke Russian."
Savannah tilted her head, before shrugging and offering a small grin, "I only speak Russian because of a dare."
"Now, according to Vostok's file, she's a big fan of the ballet. She has box seats at the Bolshoi and attends every performance." Rip continued.
"It seems the final performance of "Le Roiv Candaule" is today." Gideon informed.
"Dr. Palmer, you will engage Vostok at the ballet whilst you, Mr. Snart...You're going to be his wingman."
Savannah couldn't hold back the small snort of amusement.
"Better go bone up on Vostok's CV." Ray said, before walking away.
"I guess I'll bone up on the ballet. Gideon, bone me."
Savannah shook her head before making her way down the hall.
She was half way down the hall, before familiar emotions pushed at the back of her mind, and a equally familiar voice followed.
"Hey Savannah!"
The blonde stopped, and allowed him to catch up.
"Yeah?"
"Um, I was wondering, if you could help me with something in the engine room, if your not busy."
Savannah chuckled, "Sure thing, just lead the way."
Jax offered her a appreciative grin, before starting down the hall with Savannah close behind.
About an hour later found Savannah and Jax, laughing joyfully while tools were spread out around them.
Savannah was leaning forward, her eyes closed and her arms wrapped around herself while she laughed.
"I'm serious!" She choked out prying her eyes open to look at Jax, "Barry's face was priceless!"
Jax shook his head while laughing.
Savannah sat down on her heals and Jax copied her.
"It was the best thing ever I swear." She said chuckling, before looking around, "Okay, we got like, nothing done, maybe we should actually do something. So where is the Starboard thruster that you said needed fixing?"
Savannah wiped her forehead with her sleeve.
"There, all done, only took us two hours."
Jax let out a chuckle, "Yeah I know right? Maybe if you hadn't been talking some long..."
Savannah turned to give Jax a playful look. "Oh, that was me? Last I remembered, you were talking too."
"Miss Winters."
Jumping violently, Savannah swung around in record time, before bringing one hand to her chest. "Gosh Rip, you scared the crap out of me."
For a moment, Savannah swore she saw a small smirk on his lips, but then it disappeared.
"A word if you wouldn't mind."
Tilting her head in curiosity, Savannah nodded before pushing herself up.
"You good now?" She asked turning her head back to Jax.
"Yeah, thanks Sav," The young man thanked, a grin on his face.
The blonde grinned back at him, before following Rip out.
Author's note: Yay! Another chapter completed! *Sighs in relief.* But once again I would like to thank OneFan2RullThemAll for their amazing review, you really made my day! But since this chapter was a little longer then expected (I'm on 15 minutes in, how?!), so I'm just gonna stop here, and by the time you all read this, I'll be on the next chapter! Well, see you in 2 weeks!
~DarkRed.