HUNTRESS.
011. | ❛ three musketeers. ❜

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Rip leaned back in his chair as turned to everybody who dispatched for their seats. It seems like the Rip was right the deeper we go in the future the symptoms get worse. Crystal held her head for a minute before standing up and still getting a head rush.

"Walk in the park. So where are we now?" Leonard said from his seat doing the same thing that Crystal did.

"Washington, D.C. The year is 1986." Rip said

"We've landed at the height of the Cold War in a world poised for nuclear annihilation." Stein being the expert commented.

"We've traveled here because I have a new lead on Vandal Savage's location."

"Yes. Gideon managed to intercept this telefax concerning Savage's last known whereabouts."

"Tele-what?" Jax got closer to the table trying to figure out what it was.

"It's like an email... on paper." As we all looked at the paper it was filled with black bars covering most of the words.

"Wow, that's totally useless." Mick commented

"Dude, this whole thing's crossed out."

Yeah, redacted by the U.S. government, which is why we are here to steal the original file on Savage back from those who are tracking him." Rip made his way to the window as the team stepped closer to see that the location came into view.

"Uh, that's the..."

"Now, now... Don't worry. We are cloaked." Like that was why they were all nervous.

"You want us to break in to the Pentagon? Sounds awesome."

"It sounds dangerous," Crystal stepped next Mick's side

"It also sounds crazy." Kendra added on to Crystal's comment and getting closer to the sight of the Pentagon.

"What's the plan?" Sara asked with her arms crossed

"Oh, the Fabricator will fashion you the necessary Pentagon credentials."

"Ooh, and don't forget our G-man disguises. I always wanted to be a spy." Which caused Rip to raise his eyebrow at Ray's bad joke.

Inside the Pentagon, Leonard, Ray, and Crystal were stuck as janitors cleaning the floors with their mops. Crystal didn't like the baggy clothing of the suit and she didn't like feeling like Cinderella.

"Remind me once again, why I'm stuck as a janitor?" Crystal kept wiping the floors with her disgusted face showing.

"I don't like it either," Ray responded

"You guys are males, I'm a female who deserves to get a better job than this!"

"Don't fret Princess, I think you look cute" Leonard came over to them and gave a fake smile.

"Now, the file we're after is kept in a secure records room. In order to gain access, we're going to need to, uh, borrow a magnetic key card." Rip spoke through our ear pieces.

"Because this is so much easier than just shrinking down and stealing it." Ray sarcastically said before Snart butted in

"Let me show you how it's done... old school." Leonard drops his mop and seconds later a lady slips but before she drops to the floor, he catches her.

"You okay, ma'am?"

"I wasn't watching where I was going." Leonard swirls her on her feet before she thanks him.

"Just doing my job." Once the lady is far out of sight, Leonard reveals the card he stole from her

"You sly dog," Crystal shakes her head, impressed that it was extremely unnoticeable.

"That's a nifty little trick."Ray speaks too soon a Leonard has also stole the lady's wallet

"Really? We're trying to save the world and you're lifting wallets?"

"It's called multitasking." Leonard checks her wallet before Sara and Kendra come walking down the hallway dressed like guards, and giving them the card.

It wasn't until minutes later that Rip started yelling in our ear," Abort. I repeat, abort. Get back to ship right now."

What Crystal could interpret that something in the operation went wrong, and were on the verge of getting caught by the highest authorities in the US.

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"Instead of dwelling on what went wrong, let's focus on the positive."Ray started off on a high note which isn't the best way to go since it was all pretty downhill from there.

"Appereantly I look cute in a jaintor's outfit." Crystal started off leaning against the wall, smiling at Leonard, but she could tell that everybody was pretty upset over the mission

"What are you talking about? It was awesome." Mick came to her defense

"In the same way that tsunamis, earthquakes, and other natural disasters are awesome." Stein rebutted on his comment

"We got the file on Savage."Kendra pointed out the reason that there was a mission on the first place.

"Despite the hiccup with the alarm?"Stein blamed Jax who didn't take that lightly.

"Oh, so it's my fault now? You know, maybe if you weren't always yammering away in my head, I could actually focus."

"You have access to 60 years of knowledge and experience. Why not just take advantage of that?"

"Because it's my body on the line out there, not yours."

"Hey, it's not your fault. Everything would have been fine if Big Bird over here hadn't freaked out." Sara started to blame Kendra for the mission gone haywire.

"Excuse me?"Kendra said loudly which would erupt into a huge fight

"Enough. There is plenty of blame to go around. Now, fortunately, Gideon was able to generate a low-end EMP, which erased all the Pentagon's magnetic media." Rip said easing the tension with the team.

"Like security footage?" Crystal asked

"Look, you're just lucky that the Department of Defense likes to keep incidents like this under wraps. Gideon, any luck with our purloined secret file? Please say yes."

"Yes, Captain. According to the Pentagon, Savage has defected to the Soviet Union." Gideon responded

"So the most powerful evil the world has ever known has just gone red at the height of the Cold War." Crystal crossed her arm and huffing out,"Great."

"And now he's gonna help them cook up something that kills the future."

"Gideon, set a course... for the Soviet Union." Rip said, the airplane engine roaring and everybody has exited the main area except Crystal who was looking over the course of the plane.

"Captain, we've just crossed into Soviet airspace."

"Don't worry, Pierce, we are moving far too fast for anyone to track us." Rip assured her but fell into doubt when Gideon spoke

"I'm afraid that's not true. Someone is tracking us."

Rip swung around the end of the table,"I thought this ship was cloaked."

"It is."

"Boba Fett's back." Crystal worried

"Chronos must have followed us when we made the jump from the '70s."Rip told her while Crystal pushed her hair back, getting ready for what was coming.

"He's closing fast. Captain, what would you like me to do?"

"Slow down, drop our cloak, and make as much noise as possible."

"Whoa, that's, like, top three on the list of things we definitely shouldn't do."

Rip waved his finger at me,"Just trust me."

The airplane engine powers down and the lights start to flicker,"We run out of gas or something?" Leonard and Ray come into the room trying to figure out what was happening.

"Chronos is still in pursuit. Weapons systems tracking."

"Look, if this is your idea of trying to lose him, then, m..." Crystal placed both her hands on the table before Rip interrupted her

"Uh-huh. The Soviet Air Force to the rescue. Now, let's see how badly Chronos wants to follow us." Rip said pointing to the other red dot vastly approaching them

"Wow, it's a MiG-21. No one's ever been this close to one before." Ray looked out the window at the Soviet's jet.

"Are you quoting "Top Gun"?" Crystal and Leonard said in unison. Let's just say that Crstal was a big Top Gun fan.

"Maybe."

"I've got heat-seeking missiles closing at a distance of less than a mile."

"Which is why I need you to cut the engines."

"Whoa, wait, don't we need those to land?" Crystal's frantic mode turned on

"I said, "Cut them," Gideon." Which caused everybody in the room to wobble and lose some of their footing.

"Missiles are now targeting something else. Chronos."

The plane plummeted causing Crystal to fall but landed in Leonard's arms,"We have to stop meeting like this" He said to her as he helped her on her feet.

"I suggest you all strap yourselves in. It's going to be a bit of a bumpy landing." Crystal sat down and grabbed as tightly as she could not wanting to die yet.

"Initiating emergency landing protocol."

"How's it going, Gideon?"

"There's not much more I can do. Elevation is 5,000. 4,000. 3,000."

"When I said, bumpy, I meant, prepare for crash landing."

The airplane crashed against multiple trees and then the dirt causing Crystal to launch a little forward but thank god she was strapped in. The crash landing felt like every roller coaster she's ever riden all at once.

"Good news, Captain. Despite our rough landing, the ship is still fully operational." Gideon spoke as sparks erupted from the ceiling

"Welcome to the U.S.S.R., lady and gentlemen." Rip turned around in his chair

"If it were up to me, they would revoke your pilot's license. I may or may not be suffering from a minor concussion" Crystal unstrapped herself and buried her head in her hands.

"They are more than welcome to, considering I don't have one."

"Did you get anything on Savage from the Pentagon file?" Rip spoke to Stein who entered the room with the file.

"It appears our friend has been quite busy since we last saw him." Stein placed the file down revealing an operation.

"Svarog?" Rip asked as if though it was a horrible name for an operation.

"It sounds like a noise someone makes in their sleep." Crystal teased

"God of fire in Slavic mythology a secret project the Soviets are working on. Considering Savage's involvement, most likely some sort of weapon." Stein went on to explain

"Valentina Vostok. Graduated top of her physics program and then just dropped out of academia." Ray spoke looking down at her picture, and pacing the room.

"To help develop Savage's new weapon, no doubt."

"The Cold War's up for grabs, and Miss Vostok is the linchpin." Ray said which caused Rip to pick the file out of is hands.

"I say we put two in the back of her head and call it a day." Leonard's criminal side took over

"I'm going to say that its not the best idea to kill her right away," Crystal got up, stretching her neck.

"We have no idea who this woman is or what her effect may be on history. She may be the next Madame Curie for all we know." Crystal took her spot next to Ray as Leonard crossed his arms

"She's working for Savage. That's all we need to know."

"She probably has no idea who's backing her research. Just let me approach her as a scientist, and we'll see what she knows about Savage's weapons program." Ray said perhaps taking an interest on this little lady.

"It's 1986, you're American, and you don't speak Russian. She'll have you pegged as a spy in a second."

"Perhaps I can help with that. Ingestible translators. They attach to your larynx via neural interface. Swallow them you can speak and understand any language spoken to you." Rip pulled out this little green pills that looked like candy. Crystal, Ray, and Leonard pick up one of these translators. Crystal observes it small figure before giving in and swallowing it.

"How... how do you turn it on?"

"Gideon? Switch them into Russian. Go on. Say something."

Ray starts speaking which comes out in Russian, and seems really intriguing to the Professor, who just stares at him. Crystal smiles as Ray starts to get that he's speaking Russian.

"Now you're annoying in multiple languages." Leonard rolls his eyes as Crystal giggles,

"Gideon, switch him back to English."

"Now, according to Vostok's file, she's a big fan of the ballet. She has box seats at the Bolshoi and attends every performance." Rip hands the file over to Ray once again before continuing

"It seems the final performance of "Le Roi Candaule" is today."

"Dr. Palmer, you will engage Vostok at the ballet, whilst you, Mr. Snart... you're going to be his wingman. And you Ms.Pierce," Which caused Crystal to perk up since she's rarely ever given an important part in the mission, "Will make sure that these two don't mess it up."

"It's like the Three Musketeers again," Crystal realized that it's almost always her, Ray, and Leonard together.

"Don't call us that," Leonard hastily responded

"I think it's sweet. Oy. Better go bone up on Vostok's CV." Ray said before exiting the room.

"I guess I'll bone up on the ballet. Gideon, bone me."