To Be A Legend ¤Legends Of Tomorrow Fanfic¤ (DISCONTINUED AND SWITCHED AUTHOR)

Bounty Hunters And Whump

I love coming up with these titles and finding these gifs. And yes, I had to make a reference to Kronos last chapter. And I will use the knowledge Iearned from reaserching him for a school project.

Alcohol, because no great story started with someone eating a salad.
-Unknown

After ditching Jax, I did promise to look after him, we came to a small bar. It was nothing special. There was an electronic bull next to the bar and jukebox, the bar sold food and drinks, and the drinks were cheap. I surveyed all the different people around us as Mick grabbed our drinks.

You never know when you need to know everybody's strengths. That's the only good thing Savage taught me. There were a lot of burly men with long beards, a few beutiful women dressed in too much makeup, and then there was us.

I was wearing my normal hero atire minus the cloak and mask. Sara was wearing a very pale gray suit with her hair slicked behind her ears. I remember Cisco saying how excited he was to be making her suit, and I have to say, it suited her much more than the Black Canary outfit. Snart was wearing his usual parka and Mick was wearing a very heavy coat. We stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Ah, dollor beers." Mick smiles as he walks over with four bottles. "You got to love the '70s." I grabed mine and took a big swig of it. "Who wants to listen to some Captain And Tennille?" The three of us shared a questioning look. "My mother played it, a lot."

Smiling, I started tapping my foot to the beat. A women in a long coat and very short crop top came up to us. "Wow, you guys are really far out." I just nodded as my hands started tapping against my leg. One of my many side affects of being me is that I can't sit still for long periods of time.

Sara caught that and turned to Leonard. "You want to dance, Leonard?" She smiled. I put my drink on a side table and head towards the empty floor. I don't hear Snart's reply, but I continue to sway my body to the beat of the music that Mick choose. Sara joins in as Leonard just watches with a slight smirk on his face.

Two burly men walk over to us. I notice two other women at the bar who seemed to be these men's dates. The man who walked over to me had scruffy long brown hair and a thick beard. I could smell the alcohol thick in his breath, and I had to stop my self from choking on the putrid smell. He grabs my arm tightly, and I stare at him intently.

"Why don't you two ladies join us in the parking lot?" The man who had grabbed Sara asks, his voice gruff and scratchy. Rolling my eyes at Snart behind me, I turn my gaze back to the man, giving him my best fake smile.

"Tempting, but you're not my type. More of a bad boy kind of gal, and you don't fit that at all." I hear Mick chuckle. The man who had me by the arm tightened his grip, and I had to stop myself from yelping in pain.

"Maybe you didn't understand my request, bitch." He growls and starts pulling me hard by the rist to the door. I roll my eyes in Sara's direction as I see her eyes glinting with humor. I silently mouth 'Shall we?' She nods and as if on a silent countdown, she twist the man's arm, and I fling mine into an empty bar stool.

"Son of a..." The men say simultaneously.  I chuckle and turn to the guys. "We got this." They share a glance and sit back down. The other man (Let's just call him Phil for the sake of the time being, though Micheal was more popular during this decade) smashed a bottle on the floor.

The music was still playing, and like those scenes in the old west movies, the whole bar breaks out into a fight. Me and Sara were dropping men so fast that I didn't even realize it.

I turn back to the pair I like to call 'A Song Of Ice And Fire'.  "Now we could stand for a little help." Snart smirks as he smashes the bottles to the ground, while Mick grabs a stool, smashing it over a bald man's head. We were beating the crap out of anyone willing to challenge the... Fantastic Four? I really need to think of a better name.