❝I fell harder for you. And if you're not there to catch me, I don't think I'll be able to get up.❞
Ella Ellington was recruited to join on a nearly impossible mission by the man with a trench coat. Will she agree? If so, why would he recruit her an...
An evil dictator blessed with immortality. He has achieved what no one in human history ever has. He has conquered the entire world.
The world is burning. Nothing left but pain and suffering.
Two words.
Vandal Savage.
"What's your name, son?"
"Jonas."
"Your mother was brave, just as your father was foolish. Which are you?" The evil man asked the poor boy, after shooting his mother.
Acting like a brave boy that he is, he spits on his face.
"So you take after your mother, huh? Or not." With that he killed the boy. Without one single emotion.
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"Caesar. Hitler. Per Degaton. Rank amateurs compared to Savage. His forces have already claimed the lives of billions. And if we possess the means to stop him, and again do nothing, then their blood is on our hands."
A light shines on a man with a trench coat while others watch him talk.
"As a Time Master of long standing, you seem to forget our responsibility is to protect the timeline, not humanity. You wish to engage in the very sort of manipulation of time that we are sworn to prevent." One of them replied.
"And yet, if we allow humanity to perish at the hands of evil, then what universe are we custodians of?"
"What if, in trying to save the world from Savage, you make it vulnerable to another, more terrible despot? We are not warriors, Captain Hunter. We possess no army."
"And I'm not asking for one. Just a single timeship and your permission to change history before Vandal Savage puts an end to it. I'm not appealing to you as Time Masters, but as humans, please. Grant me the authority to change the timeline just this once." He said stepping out of the light.
"How did the council meeting go, Captain Hunter?" A robotic voice called. It appears that he was back in his ship.
"Exactly as expected, Gideon."
"So we are proceeding?"
"Indeed. Prepare the Waverider for takeoff. Set a course. United States. Star City. January, 2016."
"Ah, the early second millennium A.D. The golden age of gasoline engines, online pornography, and those silly little smartphones. What are we going to retrieve, Captain?"
"Oh, not what. Who. I need you to pull up some files, Gideon. The eight men and women who'll be joining us on our little crusade."
"You usually prefer to work alone, Captain."
"This time, I'll need a team."
STAR CITY, 2016
First Recruit, Doctor Raymond Palmer. Also known as the Atom.
