I'm Not A Myth, I'm A Legend (Ray Palmer fanfic)

Lover boy

  "Captain, we've just crossed into Soviet airspace." Gideon said.

But I could see that Jax was a little bit worried, Stein tries to reassure him.

"Don't worry, Jefferson, we are moving far too fast for anyone to track us."

"I'm afraid that's not true. Someone is tracking us." Gideon interrupted.

"Wait what ? I thought this ship was cloaked." Jax exclaimed.

" It is." Rip said.

I look out the window and see a ship similar to the Waverider.

Great, just great.

Chronos.

"Seems like Boba Fett's back !"

Rip seemed to take a minute to think about his next move then spoke up.

  " Gideon ! Slow down, drop our cloak, and make as much noise as possible."

"Oh that's like top 3 on the list of things we definitely shouldn't do." Jax said, surprised.

"I second that, this is crazy !" I added.

The captain just asked us to trust him, like he made that easy for us.

Chronos kept following us and then the Soviet air force was going after us when Rip cut the engines of the ship.

"Prepare for crash landing." He said.

Each one of us held on to his seat as we crashed.

That was rough.

"Thanks for not killing us all, Captain." I said to Rip sarcastically as I stood up. "So, what exactly are we doing in the USSR ?"

"It appears our friend has been quite busy since we last saw him. He has been working on a secret project with the Soviets named Svarog" He replied.

"Svarog ? Like the God of fire in Slavic mythology ?" Stein questioned.

"Indeed, professor."

"So I assume that this is some sort of weapon."Ray added

Rip clicks on a button and a picture of a woman appears on a screen.

"Valentina Vostok." He exclaimed, " Graduated top of her physics program and then just dropped out of academia."

"To help develop Savage's new weapon, no doubt." Stein assumed.

"The Cold War's up for grabs, and Miss Vostok is the linchpin." Rip continued.

I take a look on Leonard and he looked like he wanted to be done with all of this as quick as possible.

"I say we put two in the back of her head and call it a day." He exclaimed.

"Ditto." I added

"Happy to see that someone agrees."

"We have no idea who this woman is or what her effect may be on history. She may be the next Madame Curie for all we know." Ray said, walking towards me.

"Well she's working with Savage willingly, that's all we need to need to know. That's enough to end her." I responded, crossing my arm.

"She probably has no idea who's backing her research." He said, then turned to Rip "Just let me approach her as a scientist, and we'll see what she knows about Savage's weapons program."

I turned to him, with a confused look.

"Hum, Ray. It's 1986, you're American and most importantly, you don't speak Russian. How are you planning you to execute your plan exactly ?" I asked.