Captain Canary Week 2021, Day One: Déjà Vu @captaincanary-week
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time. If only I had a chance to start over with you then, everything would be different.
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Captain Canary Week 2021, Day One: Déjà Vu @captaincanary-week
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time. If only I had a chance to start over with you then, everything would be different.
Things Will Be Different
Captain Canary Week 2021
Day One: Déjà vu @captaincanary-week
"There are no strings on me."
Those last words seemed to echo in his head as a bright light swept over him, consuming him forcing him to close his eyes. The pain came; next, he expected it, and he knew it would be painful; he only thought it would have been fast—one moment here and the next—gone.
Leonard felt as if he was being ripped apart, pulled, and compressed in all directions until he was unsure of where he was. He lost all sense of directions, and when he began to think it would never end, it all stopped. And with it, the light.
He let out a groan of pain as he tried to get up, his head throbbing and vision dotted with black, which he quickly began trying to blink away. With his vision clear, he saw Stein lying in a similar position beside him.
Wasn't Stein on the ship?
"Stein? What are you doing here?" Leonard asked.
"I'm as ignorant as you for once," Stein answers.
That should have been his first clue. While he wasn't as close to the professor as Jax or anyone else was, the two respected the other, well respected each other enough not to insult the other.
He tried unsuccessfully to stand to find out where he was or what was happening but couldn't find the strength just yet. Unable to do anything else, Leonard began trying to recall anything at all that happened. He remembered the Oculus, holding the lever down, Sara—.
Sara
He turned, looking around, and pinpointed her quickly. She was wearing furs around her and looking just as disoriented as the rest of the team, the only difference being the stiffness in her shoulders prepared to fight at a moment's notice.
"Where are we?" She asked.
Her voice made it all the more real; whatever this was, whatever that was happening was happening. Leonard knew it was crazy, but things long stopped being crazy when the whole metahumans business started.
As much as he knew this Sara wasn't his Sara, he couldn't help but place his fingers on his lips as if he could still feel that kiss. He only allowed himself a moment of weakness before schooling his expression, readying himself with a plan.
He would find a way to change things make them different this time. Leonard will find a way to change things so that Mick won't turn into Cronos; the hawks won't die, Stein doesn't get captured. Every mistake they made, he can stop it before it happens, and this time he knows how.
Things will be different this time; he'll make sure of it.
With the plan in mind, he can finally find himself to relax, at least marginally, and look over his soon-to-be team. Who knew Rip would be right. They will be legends, but this time, he'll make sure everyone lives to become one.