Nightmares (Avalance)

Make a Plan,

Zari Pov

     We get called to the bridge, I would wonder what for, but I was to intregued in my donut to notice anything.

"Z, are you even listing?" Sara looks at me, as I shove my donut in my mouth.

I grumble, "yeah, of course what else would I be doing." Nate let's out a sigh, shaking his head, I can tell he wants to laugh, but getting in trouble with Sara is not the funnest thing. I would know, it happens to me all the time.

"Ok, so who wants to go to therapy?" Sara asks, I get a confused look on my face, I try to hide it but Sara is already starting to re-explain.

"Ok, cause someone wasn't paying attention, and some of you weren't understanding the plan." Sara glances at me in a teasing fashion.

She continues, "So, we think that Dr. Zoe Smith is responsible for the, 'soul sucking' as John calls it." Sara let's out a laugh disguised as a caugh. "So anyways, it's a therapist, so one of us is going to go in, disguised as a patient. If it is her then we will know, because that is all we will have in common with the other victims. While in the Appointment, the rest of us are going to search the building that she lives in which happens to be where she works, 221 B Baker Street." She says.

"What if something goes wrong though, won't whoever is undercover get their soul sucked?" Ray questions worriedly.

"I'm not gonna lie to you, this could go terribly wrong, which is why I volunteer." Sara replies, Ava looks at her with a shocked face, since Sara is willing to sacraficed herself.

"You can't do that Sara!" Ava almost screams at her. I'm not offended she'd rather it be one of us. Sara is the captain, and her girlfriend, she's kinda the most important person in the team.

"Ava, you've got to understand, I'm not letting them do this because I'm the reasonable option. If any of us is going to get the attention from a therapist that sucks souls from people with traumatic pasts, it's me." Sara says, starting to get defensive.

Ava sighs then sits down, knowing that Sara is right. Sara does have the most traumatic past out of all of us, she was stranded on an island, a boat, the league, died, multiple times, has been tortured, and tons of other stuff I don't have time to think of. She was the definition of a traumatic past.

"Alright, but I'm comming with you. You know what, why don't we all go. Maybe it will be good for us?" Ava says, Ray nodding, most likely having the same thoughts.

"Alright team, apparently we're going to therapy." Sara says sarcasticly.

"This is going to be FUN." Mick says, emphasizing the 'fun' to make it sound more sarcastic that I thought was possible.

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Constantine Pov (I'm not British so idk how to use the correct British terms, sorry)

     I don't know why I am still with the legends. Yeah, I'm doing my job but it's going to get me killed, but more importantly it might get Zari(2.0) killed.

     "What are you doing?" Zari walks in sitting next to me.

     "Sara asked me to figure out what type of creature is roaming the city and killing these people. It could be anything, I just need to know what it looks like," I say, knowing that she doesnt have much information about Magical Creatures. "Useful I know." I say sarcastically.

"That's a little setback, but we'll figure it out one way or another." She says pulling me up from my sitting position.

"We're leaving meet in the bridge or your walking!" I hear Sara say over the speaker.

"I know one thing foresure, I'm not walking in these heels." Zari says, leading me to the bridge where all the legends are.

     The team, being to lazy to walk, goes through the portal I follow them, we end up infront of what used to be Queen Consolidated. The city is a mess. Ever since Oliver died the crime rate has doubled, apparently with no Green-Arrow theirs nothing stopping the Mob-Bosses from being, well, Mob-Bosses.

     "We need to go to, 221 B Baker Street." Sara says pointing out the address on a building. It wasn't that big, but is probably gigantic on the inside. We walk in knocking on the door. A woman answers.

"Hello, what brings you here?" Says the woman. I look at her Nametag, Dr. Smith.

"Some of us have an appointment scheduled, and decided to come early." Ava interjects, not allowing the rest of us to say something that'll ruin the mission.

"Oh, Alright then, I'm Dr. Smith, you can wait here, which one of you would like to go first?" She asks, Sara stands up and nods, the que to set the plan in motion. Ava quickly stands up behind her, and they both walk into the room.

     "Better get searching." I say, the rest of the legends scramble from the comfortable chairs, and start to search around and move stuff. Suddenly I hear a crash, I look over at Nate with the remains of a vase, with ashes.

"Sorry" Nate says as if it were nothing, he glances down to see what he knocked over, them proceeds to look up, "oh, oh this is bad." He continues to try to pick up the remains, realizing that he is touching someone's ashes, "Got anything to help John, your the master of the dark arts or something like that." Nate says, almost begging.

"Sit rursus cinis erit posuit ea ad invicem", all the pieces of ash and glass reform to their original places, Nate looks at me and sighs of relief. I let out a deep breathe, trying to stop my laugh. I hear Dr. Smith come running back to see what the loud noise was. I quickly lean up against a wall, acting like I was having a casual conversation with Nate.

"Where's the rest of you?" She asks, giving me a suspicious stare,  that's when she recognized me. Which means she had some Magical tie, I need to lie, and quick.

"They just went to get some food, they'll be back any minute now." I answer, trying to stay calm and change her view of my face to a minimal, so that she wouldn't be sure it was me.

"Oh, alright then, I shouldn't be much longer." She says as she walks back into the hallway, giving me a last glance that clearly says, 'I know who you are.'

"That was close, now we gotta get the rest of the Legends here. She knows who I am." I say quickly, turning on my com.

"What!" Nate finally says something.

A/N
     I would make this chapter longer or feel more complete but I want to make the next part connected, because the next part of the story is kinda long. I would love some more feedback, and to know if you guys like or dislike this story.
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