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"Done?" After listening to Sarah Lance quietly… Allen leaned against the console, smiled, and raised his hand. Like a kid in school. "I have two questions."
"Go ahead," Sarah Lance said.
"The first question"
"Why didn't you go back to the point in time when I 'kidnapped' Laurel? Since the time deviation can be inferred, wouldn't it have been better to solve it from the source?"
If the Legends had confronted Allen at that moment, he might not have trained Laurel to become the Black Canary early, and none of the later events would have followed.
"It was too late," Rip Hunter shook his head.
"By the time we noticed something was wrong, that period of history had already solidified."
"Okay, second question: why are you trying to stop me?" Allen asked with a faint smile.
His question immediately made the entire Legends team tense up.
Based on their past experiences, no mission ever went smoothly, this time seemed no different.
Sarah Lance gripped her weapon tightly.
Captain Cold and Heatwave raised their cryogun and flamethrower, with Heatwave glaring at Allen and growling.
"Only I get to burn you to ashes."
Allen looked at Heatwave and replied seriously.
"Trust me, you can't do it."
"Then let's test that!" Heatwave shot back.
Seeing that conflict was imminent, Rip Hunter quickly stepped in and stopped Heatwave.
He turned to Allen.
"I don't think it's a wise idea to bring all of your ex-girlfriends together. You could've avoided all this just by not introducing them to each other."
Allen looked at the guy in question as if he was stupid.
"First of all, only Felicity is my ex-girlfriend, and we haven't even broken up yet."
That made no sense…
"Second, why would I care about avoiding that?"
Allen pointed directly at Rip Hunter.
"You formed the Legends team to stop the immortal tyrant Vandal Savage and save your family. Even though you hid behind the noble excuse of saving the world, in the end, you were still traveling through time and changing history, just like me."
"You do it under the label of correcting time deviations. So, what right do you have to stop me?"
Rip Hunter fell silent.
The others who had initially wanted to argue also found themselves at a loss for words.
"But we're saving the world," Ray Palmer (Atom) mumbled without confidence.
No one responded to him.
"I admit, we have no right to demand anything from you," Rip finally said.
"But we must do this. If we don't stop you, Sarah Lance will suffer for it. Not only will her memories become unstable, but she'll also disappear from our team. So..." Rip suddenly shouted, "Gideon, initiate a random time jump immediately!"
"Understood, Captain" Gideon replied.
Her voice had barely faded before the Waverider suddenly took off and accelerated.
The wind roared.
The thrusters lit up with a bright blue glow.
In a flash, the Waverider vanished from its original location.
The intense turbulence threw everyone off balance, causing them to stumble and fall.
The overwhelming pressure from the time jump made their hearts race and ears ring.
It felt as though their hearts might burst from their chests, it was deeply uncomfortable.
No one knew how much time passed.
It felt both like a few hours and just a few minutes before the shaking finally eased, and the Waverider descended.
"Engage stealth mode. Report time and location," Rip Hunter ordered from the ground, still trying to recover his footing.
"Stealth mode engaged. Current time is the year 1917. Location: waters near Paradise Island," Gideon responded.
Everyone groaned as they struggled to get up.
Martin Stein fumbled around for his glasses and asked instinctively.
"1917? The year before the end of World War I? Where is Paradise Island?"
"Damn, I hate time travel," Heatwave grumbled, his face pale with nausea.
"Would've been better if you'd just let me torch him."
Rip Hunter straightened the collar of his trench coat and explained.
"Paradise Island is an isolated land where only Amazons live."
"And they're all women," he added.
"Sounds like the perfect place for him," Sarah Lance joked, though she kept a watchful eye on Allen, who was still sitting on the ground.
Rip's original plan was to take Allen somewhere away from the timeline.
As long as Allen didn't pick up Laurel and had her meet the other girls, there wouldn't be a connection, and it wouldn't affect Sarah Lance.
Once the deviation stabilized, they could just erase his memory and return him to his proper time.
But Paradise Island...
He hesitated.
"It's not a friendly place for outsiders, especially not men."
"Is there danger?" Ray asked.
"As long as he's careful and doesn't get discovered by the Amazons, there shouldn't be a problem. Once the time deviation is corrected, we'll come back for him," Rip thought aloud.
Captain Cold then asked.
"Leaving him here won't cause another deviation, right?"
"Probably not. Amazons aren't exactly easy to interfere with," Rip replied with a shake of his head. (T/N: Flag planted successfully.)
Sarah Lance walked over and squatted beside Allen, watching him quietly for a long moment before speaking.
"Even though it hasn't happened to you yet, in my memory, Laurel loves you very much. You slept with her and then dumped her. So honestly, I hope you die on Paradise Island... but still, it's a fact that you saved her."
"Even if this is just a time discrepancy, find a place to hide. We'll come back for you."
"That does sound like something I'd do," Allen replied with a light grin.
"So... did I beat Oliver Queen?"
"Her first was you," Sarah snarled, angry.
"Why do you think I slept with Oliver? I just wanted to beat her, when it came to that (who would sleep with a man first), you bastard! I was jealous of her because she was always first at everything,"