Hi there! So I realise I never really introduced myself in the last chapter, I'm justcallmeagent, hi! First off, thank you to everyone that has favourited and followed this story, it really means a lot. This is my first fanfic to actually publish so I hope you enjoy it. Anyway I hate long author's notes so...on with the show!

Chapter 2

Rip Hunter had said thirty-six hours until a decision had to be made about joining his team. Sitting in my apartment, sipping on what must be my fifth or sixth coffee, I glanced at the clock on the far wall. Four hours left. I guess time flies when you're about to die, huh?

But wait, Hunter had said that we would be travelling through time. He may have lied to the others about being legends, but he was telling the truth about changing the future. Maybe I could give myself a little side mission, change my own future. Prevent my death from happening. 'Cause I am not ready to die yet and I'm not gonna just let it happen.

With my decision made, I put down my coffee and focused on the address that Hunter said to meet him at. I blinked and teleported out of my apartment. I was surprised to find that I was only about a fifteen-minute walk from my original destination. Hey, it's a relatively new power, and just like my other 'gifts', it would take a little time to get right.

When I finally reached the place, I found that the other eight had beat me there. Obviously, they came to the same decision as I did. Well, maybe not the dude unconscious in the car…or maybe he just had one hell of a night last night.

"Professor!" I heard Snart shout to the man standing beside the silver car, "This is the place!"

I walked up beside the blonde woman and with a quick scan through everyone's minds I learned their names; the blonde was Sara Lance, the good looking man beside her was Ray Palmer (as in, the billionaire, Ray Palmer?), the woman with a scowl on her face was Kendra Saunders (or, Chey-Ara…her mind was…confused), her boyfriend was Carter Hall (or…Jesus, how many names did this guy have? You know what, I think I'll just stay out of his mind for now), the older man with thick, black framed glasses was Martin Stein and according to Stein's memories, the unconscious guy was called Jefferson Jackson. And of course, I already knew the two criminals, Snart and Rory.

"I think we're being punked." Ray Palmer noted and then frowned slightly, "Do people still say punked?"

"No." The blonde, Sara, replied.

"I see your buddy threw himself a going-away party." Mick Rory said to the professor, voicing my earlier thoughts.

"Yes, I believe he drank something that didn't…quite agree with him." Stein replied, guilt colouring his thoughts slightly.

"Meaning you drugged him." I laughed. Stein looked at me with an indignant expression but didn't deny anything.

"You don't look too happy to be here." Snart commented, looking at the woman named Kendra.

"Perceptive." She quipped back, scowl still firmly in place.

"Well," a familiar British voice sounded, following the appearance of my new favourite time travelling liar. What? I can't help but admire a person that's willing to lie and manipulate just to get what he wants. I'm a 'villain', it's what I do.

"I see you've all decide to come. Well then, we'll be on our way." He continued, turning his back to the group.

"I ain't footing it anywhere." Snart said, crossing his arms, looking around at the empty clearing, the only vehicle being Stein's car.

"A Time Master's sacred charge is to do no harm to the timeline." Hunter answered, taking out a strange looking device from his coat, "Can you imagine what a timeship would look like in, say, Victorian England?"

"Pretty damn funny, I bet." I muttered to myself.

"Holographic indigenous camouflage protection." Stein exclaimed in realisation.

"Indeed." Hunter replied, looking positively proud of himself, as he pressed a button on his device and a timeship, which I recognised from Hunter's memories, appeared, seemingly out of thin air. "It's called the Waverider. It's been my ship for over a decade. Shall we?"

As everyone made their way onto the timeship, I stopped as I heard Stein ask Rory to help him.

"Excuse me. Would you mind, um…" He gestured to his friend that was still knocked out in his car, clearly asking Rory to carry him in for him (which, by the way, he would've been my choice too. I mean those arms… Dude's got guns).

"Thank you." Stein added to him, before heading towards the Waverider.

Rory made his way to the car door to pick up the unconscious man but before he could, I put out a hand to stop him.

"I got this." I smirked and raised my hand, telekinetically lifting the man into the air.

"Neat trick." Rory said in a low rumble, "Name's Mick." He added with a nod.

"Reyna." I replied with a smirk, as we walked into the timeship, the floating body following behind us.

"I know." His reply came out in almost a growl, a smirk on his face. "You're quite the celebrity in the criminal world."

"And you're quite the arsonist." I retorted with a grin. "Love your work." That earned me a maniacal grin and an approving hum. Did I just make a new friend? Well, shucks, I must be getting better at this whole working with other people thing.

We reached what seemed to be the centre of the ship and upon seeing several seats positioned in a semi-circle in the middle of the room, I plopped the man I was 'carrying' down on the closest one. He looked to be about my age, I realised. But the similarities stopped there. Where he was dark skinned and built, I was pale and slim, and I had no doubt that when they were open, his eyes also differed from my dark blue ones.

I looked up, just in time to see the others entering the room. Immediately, Mick walked over to the professor.

"Whatever you roofied him with, I'd like some." He nodded towards the young man I had just left and placed his arm around the older man.

"I did not roofie him!" Stein exclaimed.

"Oh I ain't judging." Mick replied, which earned a snort from me. With a quick disapproving look in both Mick's and my direction, Stein continued to explore the ship.

"How does a vessel this size function without a crew?" He asked Hunter, arms spreading out in front of him in wonder.

"Oh I don't need one." Hunter replied, "I've got Gideon," With that, a holographic head materialised in the centre of the room.

"Welcome aboard." A feminine voice came from the hologram, "I am Gideon. An interactive artificial consciousness, programmed to operate this vessel's critical systems and aid Captain Hunter in his missions."

"Captain?" Snart quipped.

"Gideon's been helping me locate Vandal Savage." Hunter continued. Savage. Right, I thought to myself. I had almost forgotten the real reason I was supposed to be here, not finding out how I die and stopping it.

"I thought you said he was pretty active in the twenty-second century?" Ray Palmer cut in.

"Perhaps engaging Savage at the height of his power isn't the best strategy." Stein contemplated.

"Indeed." Hunter agreed, "Unfortunately, Savage has kept his movements hidden throughout history. Not even Gideon can determine where or when we can find him. But, I know who can." He paused to bring up a picture of a grey-bearded man on the screen in front of him, "Professor Aldus Boardman. Professor Boardman is the world's leading- well, only expert on Vandal Savage. We're going to pay him a little visit.

"Course plotted for St. Roch, New Orleans, 1975." Gideon provided.

Taking our places in the seats, I chose to sit in the seat with the empty one beside it, taking Hunter's advice when he told us to strap ourselves in.

"Time travel!" Mick exclaimed, as if only realising it was all actually real now, "Cool."

"Some of you may experience some slight discomfort." Hunter warned, "In very rare occasions there will be some, uh…bleeding from the eyeballs.

"I'm sorry what?!" Kendra exclaimed at the same time as my "Huh?!"

Ignoring our obvious panic, Hunter pressed a button on the control panel beside him and began our flight through space and time.

Just as we were taking off the guy in the seat to my left started to wake up with a groan.

"Oh, Jefferson, I'm so glad you're awake." Stein said to him, "I didn't want you to miss this!"

"Miss what?" Jackson looked around dazed, and then apparently realising where he was, "What the?!" He immediately attempted to get out of his seat but Captain Hunter intervened.

"Oh no, I wouldn't unfasten those if I were you." He warned.

"Get me off this…whatever this thing is!" Jackson shouted to no one in particular.

"Good luck trying to explain this." I said to Stein, watching his friend start to panic even more.

"I did him a favour!" Stein replied, stubbornly.

"He doesn't look all that grateful." Sara added.

"Just hang on and remain calm." Hunter interjected, "All your worlds are about to change."

He then pulled a lever and the ship lurched forward and gaining speed, hurtling into the past. 1975, to be exact.

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