The Legends stood around the wet lawn, a patch of dirt in front of them where they had just buried Professor Boardman. Kendra and Carter were standing next to the makeshift headstone, holding hands and looking down solemnly.

Deserey watched them quietly. She was trying to wrap her head around their situation, but the truth was she couldn't possibly fathom it. How could she, when she refused to imagine her own son's death? Hell, she refused to accept that anything could ever harm him, never mind kill him. Deserey didn't want to hear or see her kids hurt, ever. Even if it was just in her mind's eye.

The only one who could remotely understand was Rip, seeing as how he had actually lost his son. He had actually held his child in his arms and watched him die...

Deserey glanced over at the captain. He didn't look back at her, though. Instead, he kept his eyes downcast at the ground beneath his feet. She wondered if he was blaming himself for this other kid's death. (Even though he was technically an old man.) Sara was playing with her nails gingerly. Ray and Jax were huddled together in the back. It was weird, the way the loss of a perfect stranger could move so many people.

The hawks turned around after a moment, ready to head back to the Waverider. But, like on all dangerous missions, an ugly monster attacked. It came from out of no where, swooping past in a gray blur, knocking the hawks off their feet.

"What the heck was that thing?" Jax shouted, eyes wide with surprise.

"Uh, a speedster?" Ray guessed.

Another gray blur whizzed by, startling Dez. Leonard looked around calmly, hand placed on his cold gun. "Doesn't feel like it," he muttered.

Deserey whipped her head to the side, watching as yet another blur whooshed past her. She shoved her hand in her sand bag, her nerves going rigged. So far, she had survived two battles, but that had only been because she'd gotten lucky.... She really hoped she hadn't run out of luck.

A loud screech brought Deserey's attention to the sky. She gasped at what she saw. It was a monster, pulled straight out of a Stephen King novel. The thing had pale, grey skin, leathery like an old lady's purse. Dark, beady eyes pierced Deserey like a knife. It had razer sharp teeth poking out from its mouth and thin strands of hair on top of its ugly, mishapped head. For finger nails the creature had long talons, dripping with a red liquid. Deserey's legs buckled from underneath her, as she realized the substance was blood. Human blood.

The creature was being suspended in mid air by a pair of dark brown wings, caked in mud. Deserey glanced around at her team mates, worried that she might be seeing things, but fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how one looked at it) they all appeared to be just as freaked as she was.

With another ear drum shattering cry, the beast swooped down, flapping its wings wildly. As the creature dived for Sara, eight more beasts just like it appeared, flying at the other Legends.

"Get back to the ship!" Rip yelled. The Legends didn't hesitate. Len fired an icy blast at one of the creatures, sending it flying across the grass. Kendra smacked another one back, as she and Carter bolted for the time ship. Once everyone was behind her, Deserey tossed her fistful of sand in the air, blinding the creatures, making them squeal. Then, she turned, bolting into the Waverider and closing the cargo bay door behind her.

"Hawk things," Mick grunted, as the team hurried for the bridge.

"That's a new one," Len nodded. He walked over to the console, leaning on the table, as he stared out the window with a scowl. The hawk creatures were swarming them from the outside, but they weren't attacking the ship. Deserey guessed they didn't see it, because the Waverider was cloaked.

Sara flopped down in one of the time jump chairs. She looked at Kendra and Carter curiously. "They kind of look like you two," she said. "Except more ugly."

Kendra leaned on the wall, arms folded over her chest. "Yeah, that's not disturbing at all."

Deserey grinned to herself. "This place really is Gravity Falls!"

Everyone gave her a look, and she frowned. "What?" she asked. "Don't judge me!"

Rip walked over to the monitor hanging on the wall, a very serious expression on his face. "According to Professor Boardman's intel, Savage makes an appearance in this guaint little hamlet."

On the screen there was a black and white image of a small town -- Harmony Falls. It looked like one of those stupid happy-go-lucky places from magazines, trying to paint the perfect little image. Old fashioned cars were parked on the side of the street, windows down, like the owners weren't the least bit worried about someone stealing and/or vandalizing their property. (Deserey couldn't help but to think that these people would be easy pray for Mick and Len.)

Jax made a face. "What the hell is Savage doing in Pleasantville?"

A news paper article took place of the Harmony Falls image on the screen. Rip skimmed it over quickly, frowning with concern when he was finished. "Murder, apparently." The captain turned to look at the team. "Several denizens of Harmony Falls have been brutally slain, and others have gone missing."

"Huh, kind of like Rory," Jax muttered. The arsonist didn't seem to pick up on the jab, but Leonard slowly turned his head, glaring at the younger man.

Rip ignored the comment too, turning back to the news article on the monitor. "Reports are vague, but it seems like the killer is an expert with knives."

"Or," Sara said, as she got to her feet. "They have big claws."

"Like our feathery friends out there," Len said, nodding at the swarm of hawk things, as they flew away. (Apparently they had gotten bored of waiting for the Legends to come outside again and decided to leave.)

"So, someone has gone all Frankenstein on us?" Deserey guessed. "Kidnapping people, turning them into weirdo hawk people?" She glanced at Kendra and Carter. "No offense..."

The two shrugged, like it was no big deal. Ray frowned, tapping his chin curiously. "Savage probably. But why would he make a bunch of hawk clones? Serial killing sounds kind of small time for a guy who's had coffee with Hitler."

"Yeah," Rip shrugged. "Well, clearly we have to assume that Savage has a larger, more nefarious plan." He turned around again, facing the team once more. "But since we've jumped back in time, Savage isn't expecting us here."

"Savage is pretty good at hiding, even in a small town," Kendra informed.

Carter nodded in agreement. "If he doesn't want to be found, it's not likely that we will find him."

Deserey shrugged. "We found him in the seventies pretty easily."

"Yes, and that turned out to be a disaster," Rip muttered.

"So, how do you plan on finding him?" Kendra asked, hoping to avoid another scolding from the captain.

Rip met the rest of the team at the console in the center of the room, leaning on the table with both his hands. "By investigating these murders."

Deserey leaned on the table, propping herself up with her elbows. "And?"

Rip glanced at her, looking confused. He clearly had no idea what she was wanting him to add.

"Monster hunt?" she supplied.

Rip sighed, as the idea became clear to him. "Fine, but only because we need to figure out why Savage would create these creatures in the first place."

Deserey cheered to herself. Rip, Sara, Len, and Mick eyed her, each having their own curious expressions. It was obvious that she was feeling much better now... Or at least she was acting like it.

"I've always wanted to go on a monster hunt," Deserey grinned. "I just didn't think they were real."

Sara smirked, happy to see her smiling again. It was hard to watch someone drown in their sorrows, knowing there was nothing you could do to make it any better.

"Now," Rip continued, "there must be a common link between each of the victims, starting with the first. A piano teacher was found slain in her home, which is now on the market." He nodded at the two hawks. "Miss Saunders, Mr. Hall, you two can infiltrate the place."

The couple nodded curtly, before promptly leaving the room to get changed for their latest mission. Meanwhile, Rip went on with his instructions. "Dr. Matt Miller was murdered on the grounds of the asylum where he worked."

"That's the name of some guy in a video game about gangsters," Deserey said, sprouting useless information. "The game is called Saints Row."

Rip ignored her and kept going, like she hadn't said anything. "They'll need a replacement." He nodded at Stein. "Which you will be providing." He nodded at Sara next. "And you will be acting as his nurse." The two nodded, following the hawks out of the room.

"Meanwhile, Jefferson is the perfect age to discern the facts behind the disappearance of three teenagers who went missing a week before these murders began."

"So I'm the new kid in town," Jax nodded. "Got it." He walked off, leaving to get changed like the others had before him.

Rip turned to the four remaining Legends on the bridge. "And the rest of us --"

"We're going monster huntin'!" Dez finished.

Probably not my best work, but I hope you enjoyed anyway! I really tried.

Sorry for the wait. I really had to force myself to do this chapter. I was seriously lacking motivation and inspiration.

Plus I was finishing up finales for college, dealing with the ups and downs of my mental health, sleeping off these headaches that I keep getting for some reason, trying to figure out exactly what I want to do for this bit, since I'm changing everything up...

But it's up now! And I'm hoping to have the next update done much faster, since I'm on break now! (In fact I may just go ahead and work on it now) Yay!

I'm sure I'm forgetting to say something, because I always do...but whatever. Lemme know if you see any major grammar mistakes, as usual!