The Ghost (LOT Reader X Leonard Snart)

consequences

 While I was looking for my things in Toronto, the Legends left again. What time they were in now was a question for me that I didn't want an answer to. Leonard paced through the ship. Back and fort to the annoyance of the others. "Leonard, please stop pacing. It makes me nervous." Sara shouted at him, who was reading in one of the chairs. "I think Mick was right." He stopped and looked up. Sara looked questioningly at him. "Mick was right?" She could not believe those words had left his mouth. "Yes." He nodded to make it clearer.

She turned the chair so she sat facing him. Rip, who was initially busy with his own affairs, also looked his way. "What was Mr. Rory right about?" He asked first. Leonard was looking for the right words but couldn't come up with it. "About that, he said something yesterday." Not a decent sentence came out of his mouth. They were all single words. "I forget things about missions, things in my daily life. I can't explain it." He finally admitted. "Okay." Sara said, stretching the word. Rip and Sara looked at each other briefly. "I think it's time for a team meeting." Rip said. There was more going on than people thought.

Gideon called everyone by one. One by one they came from all sides of the ship to the middle. "What is going on?" Jeffery asked half asleep. Rubbing his eyes, he sat down at the table. "I noticed that some data disappear after a few missions." Rip started as soon as everyone was present. "How disappear." Ray asked. "Without a trace. As if it has never been there but in our subconscious are little bits of memory. It may seem like a vague dream." He explained. As if everything fell into place, everyone looked up.

Everyone on the team had noticed the same kind of thing. "I know we went to Peru recently, but no longer for what." Ray commented. "I can't remember how we achieved the previous mission," Sara said. "We could never have come up with an idea, I mean look at us," she pointed around the group to make a point.

After a long time talking about this topic, they agreed on one thing. It was no coincidence. It was no coincidence that everyone experienced the same thing. "I think it has something to do with Toronto." Martin talked. "Why Toronto?" Everyone wanted to know. "Well, that is the last place the Waverider has left a signal, but it was only for about three minutes. Why did we go back to Toronto 2002 after we put the comet back?" He explained his answer. "Gideon, find out what we did for those minutes in Toronto." Rip ordered. "Of course, Captain." Was her reply.

My powers could reach far, but erasing history in an AI system was another story, I didn't need powers for that, but skills. I was so focused to erase the memories of the Legends that I had completely forgotten about Gideon.

After a few minutes, Gideon came back online. "It appears that we stopped to drop someone off. It is still unknown who." Rip rubbed his chin. "Do you have security images?" Gideon said nothing but searched through her hard drive and found something. "Found it." She played a video of the moment the Legends dropped me off. "Who is that?" They saw me as the Ghost. "No idea, that's what we're going to figure out." Rip just said what their next mission was.

I walked through Toronto, I was in no hurry to leave. My things were still in the same place in the abandoned building. The sun stood high in the sky, the blue sky with no cloud in it. The streets were quiet, nobody remembered yesterday's event. It was partly because it had in principle never happened. I was glad, that because I was part of everything that existed and what didn't, I could remember what had happened. Time travel had its advantages.

The Legends were now in Toronto 2002. "What is the plan?" Leonard asked Rip. "The plan is to explore the city hoping to meet her and if that doesn't work try to cause as much chaos as you can. I suspect she will come to that." A playful laugh formed around Leonard's mouth. "Why don't we start right away with that. We have a better chance." He had his Cold Gun ready and looked almost pleading at Rip. "No matter how much I am against it, I agree with him." Sara was standing next to Leonard. "If we want to find her, we must be smart and smart is not always wise." Rip nodded. "Well then, have fun." Leonard and Mick had dreamed of this moment.