Chapter 16: INTERLUDE
AN: Thanks to Vumanchu for allowing the use of Jason in this chapter. And also for helping write the chapter.

"And it only escalates from there." Came the voice of Wulfstan from behind them. Just as before, the team turns around to see the two that had appeared behind them.

Jason glared at Wulfstan, feeling a little impatient. He asked, "Alright Wulfstan. I've been patient enough but what in the living fuck are you up to?". This didn't escape both teams eyes, curious themselves. Something just wasn't adding up here.

Wulfstan ran a hand through his hair, taking a minute to respond, "You know why… Save the world and all that…" He dragged out the words why and that. He let out an awkward chuckle.

Jason turned to the crowd for a second before snapping his fingers, and a curtain closed between them. Little did he know, the audience could see their shadows as Jason grips Wulfstan by the shirt but no words were heard.

Constantine, seeing this, commented quietly, "Interesting. Not as amiable as I thought."

"You said it…" Sara replied as the silent argument heated up. It wasn't hard to tell the soldier was far from happy or amused, unlike the hunter, who seemed far to excited for the situation.

Begrudgingly, Renee asked, "What are we going to do? I don't want to stay here forever."

"Yeah. My mom's gonna freak out if I ain't back by 7." Jackson added.

Several eyes looked at him, "Family's coming over." The African-American defended.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Chandler, Mr. Jackson. Wulfstan claimed to have halted time while we ae here. You both should return to the exact moment you left." Rip said, hoping to settle the matter.

His drawl present, Snart argued, "But how can you be certain he'll keep his word? He hasn't been exactly truthful."

As of now, behind the curtain, it looked as if the soldier had tied up the hunter and was hauling up a Vickers machine gun as an interrogation method. The hunter was hastily explaining whatever it was they were talking about in attempt to appease his angered companion. Whatever he was saying, it seemed to have only a small effect.

Ray, ever the optimist, spoke up in half hearted defence, "He must have his reasons for keeping it to himself.". Rip internally winced when he realized that the hunter was doing exactly what he himself had planned on doing when he recruited the legends.

Behind the curtain, the Vickers gun was being dismantled... and replaced with a Livens Poison Gas Projector device.

"Oh, I'm sure his reasons are entirely warranted." Len deadpanned.

"Yeah, okay fine. Time is frozen back home but I have things to do back home. We should really be trying to find a way out." Chas said.

Renee nodded, "I agree with Chas. John, can't you magic everyone out of here?"

John paused for a moment before replying, "I might be able to. Give me a moment." He took a second before chanting. He finished the spell. Nothing happened. Confused, he pulled a dime out of his pocket before attempting to cast a spell to hide it. It stayed visible. Silence.

"So no, you can't get us out of here..."

"What a rip off! I want my money back!" Mick joked. The frusterated Warlock glared at the thief, who just shrugged in response.

The curtain opened and Jason untied Wulfstan. He growled, "Alright, I'll believe you for now, Wulfstan."
Wulfstan rubbed his wrists. The nervous expression was still present. The two teams watched as the two opposites returned. "Soooo... Now that that's out of the way..." Wulfstan trailed off as he saw the inquisitive looks sent their way. "Let's continue on with the show, shall we?" He asks. Before anyone can reply, the TV begins to play the next episode and the two vanish.

End Chapter:
QOTC:
AM: Shh, I will run over ppl. Wait what.