HUNTRESS.
007. | ❛ shooting arrows are more my style. ❜

"And we've arrived." Rip let go of the lever while turning around to face them.

"Gideon, if you wouldn't mind camouflaging us as an alpine meadow, perhaps?"

"What are you complaining about now? It's not like we time-jumped." Leonard told Mick, who was holding his head with his hand.

"I hate flying, especially in... whatever this thing is."

"Where exactly are we?" Carter asked while Kendra somewhat answered his question,"We're still in 1975, right?"

"Indeed. October 1975 on the fjords of northern Norway." Rip continued off of Kendra

"Sounds like a vacation." Crystal cracked her hands as she got out of her seat.

"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Ms. Pierce."

"That's Aldus's notebook." Mick pointed to what Rip had in his hand.

"Now 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." Rip flipped through the book trying to find the page.

"Can't we just go back and save Aldus?" Kendra tried reasoning with Rip.

"He was our son." Carter said

"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." Rip states to the Hawk people.

"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray spoke in a low voice

"Forgetting physics for a second, shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?" Crystal said leaning against the table in the middle.

"According to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms." Rip said as images appeared on the screen.

"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick admitted

"Arms dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people, but they're the next best thing." Leonard spoke leaning his arms against the table and smirking at Crystal, who lifted her left eyebrow.

"Well, looks like you and your lapdog get to earn your keep." Carter said

"I'm no one's lapdog, bird-man." Mick made the snarky reply

"So what exactly does one wear to a black market arms bazaar, anyway?" Kendra asked Rip

"The Waverider has a fabrication room which can fashion temporally-indigenous, uh, fashion." Rip explained to them

"You've got a room that makes clothing?" Jax asked as if it was crazy.

"Doesn't everyone?"
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"They're checking credentials. And we don't have any." Crystal whispered as she was dressed in all black, the rest dressed to the same extent, slowly approaching the door.

"We got this. Trust us." Mick grunts.

Leonard bumps into someone taking what was in his pocket,"Excuse you."

"IDs." The man asked with a rough voice.

"You don't look like an Amhad Ahmed Izz-Al-Din." The man looked at Leonard.

"I'm Arab. On my mother's side." He was trying to play it out.

"Is there a problem?" A man came up to them.

"I don't like delays. Do you know who we are? My associates and I are the operational arm of "Scimitar." The Lombardo Square bombing, 1963. Murder of Henri Tyran, Canada, 1970. Konig Airport Massacre, 1971. Bottom line? You don't want to doubt me." Stein spoke to them, which made Sara, Mick, and Crystal look at each other with small smirks. Leonard grab the Id back before they all walk in.

Once inside, Leonard informs us of what we'll be doing,"Savage'll be one of the buyers. Once we get eyes on, hang back. We'll boost him once this is all over."

"I could have your attention. Thank you all for coming. I promise, it will be well worth your time." Savage boarded the stage as they all stand there watching.

"Seems we were wrong about Savage." Crystal said

"He's not one of the buyers."

"He's the seller" Sara said.

"This is a variable-yield nuclear warhead, capable of producing a blast equivalent to one megaton of TNT. Shall we begin our bidding at $100 million?"

A gunshot rings out which equivalents that their bidding.

"$100 million. Do I hear $105 million?"

Another gunshot rings out,"$110 million?"

"$115 million?"

"It appears we've drawn some unwanted attention. We need to bid." Stein said

"Fire your gun in the air." They instruct Mick to do which he does happily

"That's $125 million."

"Um, what's happening?" Crystal asked since nobody else was firing guns.

"Going once..."

"It's what's not happening that is the concern." Stein said

"Going twice..."

"Nobody else is bidding." Leonard added

"Sold!"

"Congratulations, Professor. bought yourself a nuclear weapon." Mick said to Stein

"Well, well. We seem to have a new player. But you seem a bit academic. How did you get in here and who are you?" A rather old guy came up to them, who Crystal remembers as one of the buyers.

"As of a few seconds ago, I'm a nuclear power." Stein responded

"Yet I don't know you or your organization, and I know everyone."

"Hey. Back off." Mick grabbed the shirt of the old guy

"Watch your tone." The old guy said to him.

"Is there some sort of problem here?" Vandal came up to them

"Yeah, the master race here is starting to bug me." Mick let go of his shirt.

"We're just gonna get our nuclear warhead and be on our way." Leonard told Vandal

"Not without paying first." His little assistant said to them.

"Once we've validated that the warhead's operational. Personally, I find it highly unlikely that you were able to accumulate enough fissionable material in this era to fashion a workable nuclear device." Stein told Vandal

"This era?" Vandal questioned the professor. Crystal was now fearing that Vandal had figured them out.

"Figure of speech." Stein spat at him.

"Change of plans. I'll provide a 25% discount to the organization which brings me the heads of these men." Vandal pointed to them

"Can I burn some stuff now?" Mick asked Leonard

"I wish you would." Mick took out his gun and caused and explosion of fire.

An outbreak of fighting occurred, Crystal braces himself for a fight, she punches so hard that he's spun in a circle. They start fighting each other, and when Sara joins in to help her, they get the upper hand on him and knock him flat on his back on the ground.

Crystal grabs her knifes, and starts slicing through them one by one. She sees one of them come at her, she grabs a metal pipe that might help.

He attacks her, and she barely blocks his blow. He attacks her again, and though she struggles, she manages to continue blocking him. She starts to fight back, but he easily dodges her strikes.

"Could use some help here!" Crystal screams before he strikes at her pipe, knocking her off-balance and causing her to twist her ankle as she falls. She whimpers in pain.

He was about to finish it but Leonard uses an ice gun and blows him on the ground.

"For a huntress, I thought you were good at fighting, Princess" He said helping her up

"Shooting arrows is more of my style." She tried putting all her pressure on the opposite leg and limping while the others helped her get her back to the ship.