AN: Now, while editing the chapters, I realized that my characterization of Bucky Barnes may have been off bit but to be fair i'm trying to balance between the old Bucky and my version of Bucky. So bear with me.
March 2016
Star City Courthouse.
Star City.
Laurel was washing her hands off in the public bathroom. Things were not looking good at the moment right now. Thea and Diggle's testimonies were dismissed and thrown off the court before Judge Balderrama called for a recess setting an another trial in three days. So she began internally analyzing her options.
A: Stand down and see Damien walk out as a free man due to the lack of physical evidence.
B: Find someone who knows the details of Darhk's criminal operation and has nothing to lose.
C: Find someone who has everything to lose.
She began narrowing down, A was definitely out of option. B was practically impossible since every ghost had committed suicide before they could even talk. So it all came down to C. There was one person that could do that but the difficult part is to convince him knowing that he'll have a target on his back. But she had to try.
Norway 1975
Team Legends arrived in the fjords of Norway October 21 1975.
"I'm gonna be sick." Mick muttered, feeling ill after the Waverider landed on the grass.
"Hey if you wanna puke, there's a bucket in the kitchen." Bucky said, pointing to the door as he got out of his seat. "I don't wanna scrub the floor again."
"Besides, it's not like we time jumped." Snart drawled, raising a eyebrow at his partner's whining.
"I hate flying." Mick grumbled, holding his head. "especially in... whatever this thing is."
"Whatever." Bucky deadpanned, rolling his eyes. Can't he just stop the whining? Bucky sighed turning his attention to Rip. "Where are we? I know We're still 1975 right?
"Indeed. We are on the fjords of Northern Norway to be exact." Rip informed as he got up from his seat and walked over to to his study room to retrieve Boardman's notebook.
"Sounds like a vacation." Snart quipped, smirking.
"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart. " Rip exited the study with the notebook belonging to Boardman to the main table where everyone was gathered after getting up from their seats."Now according to Aldus's notebook, he theorized that Savage might be here, and if he's right and if we can capture Savage, then at least Professor Boardman didn't die in vain."
"Can't we just go back and save Aldus?" Kendra asked.
"He was our son."
Rip sighed, he sympathized with Ms Saunders and Mr.Hall's grief. He really do, but as he learned the hard way, they can't participate in events that already occurred. He should know this better than anyone. "Look, I'm sorry. We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex."
"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray cut in.
Sara decided to bring everyone's focus to the present situation as she leaned into the table not wanting to listen any science babble. "Forgetting physics for a second, shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?" Sara asked,
"According to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms."
"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick smirked, guns and terrorists all in one place. Perfect.
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White Wolf (Laurel Lance)
ActionA former assassin turned vigilante is approached by Rip Hunter to be a part of a team called Legends to protect history. Can the man who was once known as the Winter Solder earn redemption he so desperately yearns? Slight crossover with Marvel and L...
