《Destiny Rewritten》Chapter 117
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"Okay then, now that we're all assembled and brought up to speed, we can begin to go over the plan." Rip said.
"So, how exactly do we kill this Savage guy?" Sara asked.
"Well, we've already confirmed that the radiation Savage is planning on unleashing throughout history will be more than enough to render him mortal and I have Gideon currently trying to determine which time periods he is going to be setting them off in." Rip said.
"And I've just confirmed them captain." Gideon said.
"How?" Kara asked.
"In 1958, there was a very rare alignment between the planets Earth and Thanagar. Coincidentally, a meteor similar to the one that gave Mr. Hall and Ms. Saunders their powers landed on Earth in that time period. I've cross referenced the historical record of both planets' orbits and the next two times they will be in the same alignment are 1975 and 2021." Gideon said.
"But Savage would still have to do this in three different time periods." Roy said.
"That's the beauty part about being an immortal with the ability to time travel. He can. Savage can go back in time to his former selves and inform them of this plan and also provide them with the means to activate it." Barry said.
"But I thought that they needed blood from all three of us to work. He's only got blood from himself and Carter." Kendra said.
"In this incarnation yes, but another perk of time travel is that he can simply go back to another time he killed you after you emerged and collect your blood then. I imagine he'll have quite a few options to go back to." Rip said.
"So, now that we know that, what's the plan?" Oliver asked.
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"It's simple really. We break off into three teams and each go after Savage in a different time period. Once the radiation reaches critical mass, Savage will be mortal." Rip said.
"Then we just have to kill Savage three times." Laurel said.
"Exactly." Rip said.
"Should each team go after one?" Kara asked.
"No. We should mix our teams, since I know some people here have a bit of an aversion to killing." Oliver said as he looked over at Barry and Kara.
"Good plan. Now we just need to decide who goes where and when." Rip said.
"Team one in position." Green Arrow said in Harmony Falls, 1958, along with The Atom, Phoenix, Arsenal and Firestorm.
"How long do we have to wait?" Arsenal asked as they watched Savage approach the meteorite that had landed there.
"We have to wait until the meteor reaches critical mass." Atom said.
"And when will that be?" Arsenal asked.
"When he starts the ritual in each time period." Atom said.
"Team two in position." Flash said as he, White Canary, Black Canary, Vibe, Steel and Frostbite stood behind crates on a dock in Norway, 1975.
"What's happening?" Frostbite asked as they watched Savage.
"It looks like some kind of buy gone bad." White Canary said as they watched Savage kill the people he'd been meeting with over the meteor.
"Team three in position." Supergirl said as she, Rip, Hawkman, Hawkgirl, Killer Frost, Kid Flash and Vortex hiding out on a rooftop in St. Roch, 2021.
"All teams are in position." Felicity said from the Waverider as she and Winn ran the backend for all 3 teams in three different time periods.
"Wait until the ritual begins in all three time periods, then make your move on Savage. And also, make sure that once you do, you get rid of the meteors before the detonate." Rip said.
"We will relay that message." Winn said as the ritual began.
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