Justification
“So, who are you?” Ray asked as Scott rummaged through the room “ARGUS? One of Oliver’s?”
“Agent Scott Riley. I’m with an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D., we don’t exist on your world or in your cluster of worlds.”
“Our what?” Nate asked
“You’ve been brought to another dimension, outside the ones you’re used to.”
“Cool” Ray said, weirdly enthusiastic. “Well, I mean, not cool…”
‘So, you’re some kind of interdimensional cop?” Zari asked
“Nope, this was all accidental. What’s in here?” he asked, tapping on a padlocked drawn in the wall.
“We don’t know. It’s locked, I’ve tried to get it open.”
Scott held out his hand and after a few seconds, the draw’s cover popped off.
“Boom, done. Acetylene torch, perfect.”
He began cutting the Legends free.
“What did she have you doing here, anyway?” He asked.
“Morse took the temporal delineator from our ship” Ray explained “She’s got some machine upstairs she needed it for. Zari and I were being made to make the delineator compatible with the hardware she had. Nate was brought here by accident.”
“I heard her yelling they ‘grabbed the wrong one” Nate added “I’m a historian.”
“Does your friend Mick have any useful technical skills?”
“No, but Wally does…”
“But he got away and warned us.” Scott said.
“But he’s only an engineering student.” Ray said “What… Oh no.”
“What?”
“She must have needed his speed.”
“Oh crap.” Scott said “I just brought her three more…”
“Scott? Daisy? Guys? Hello? I can’t hear anyone?” Barry called over the comm.
“Hello Barry” he heard behind him. He turned to see Iris, standing there in the same black suit with black helmet, the visor open to show her face.
“Iris, what are you doing?”
“Following Mistress’ orders” She said “Her satisfaction justifies my obedience…”
She threw herself at him, wildly punching him.
“What’s the matter, can’t fight back? Won’t hit a girl?”
“I don’t have my speed. There’s no Speed Force here.”
“I know” she said with an evil smile before closing her helmet’s visor. She tackled him to the ground, sitting astride his chest.
“Good bye Barry…”
Barry reached to his chest to turn the disk on again, just as she was about to bring her hands down on his head. Suddenly, she was blasted backwards off him.
Scott came running up with the three Legends.
“Barry!” Ray yelled.
“Don’t, that’s Iris.”
“Quick, get the belt and helmet off her.” Scott said.
Ray and Nate quickly pulled both off, but Iris still struggled.
“Let me go. I must kill you. I must.” She screamed.
Barry put his arms around her, the thrashing accidently turning the disk back on. As the power of the speed force re-entered him again, a shock jumped to Iris. She went limp for a moment before regaining her senses.
“Barry?” Iris asked, taking deep breaths. “Oh God.” She yelled as she returned his embrace.
“It’s ok.” He said
She said, “Morse is going to kill May. She’s going to use the device from the Waverider to open a gateway into the past, and, just before her May dies, switch her for yours.”
“She’s not my May, she’s Skye and Jas’ but that’s not the point.”
At this point, Jay and Thawne came round a bend,
“Oh good, everyone is here, we can go now.” Thawne said smugly.
“Harry?” Iris asked, confused
“Not exactly, Mrs. West-Allen.” He said, his tone of voice telling her who he was.
“THAWNE?”
Nate and Ray jumped slightly, moving towards him, ready to attack.
“Hey, hey” Scott said, stepping between them “Not now. You can beat him up later.”
“What the hell is he doing here?” Nate demanded
“He insisted on coming.” Barry said nonchalantly “Didn’t want me to go Savatar.”
“Not everyone is here. Where’s Sara and Ava?” Iris asked
“Ava’s here two?” Nate asked in response.
“They put me in this getup.”
Scott reached over and picked up her helmet.
“There’s a speaker inside, it’s saying something.”
“Let me hear” Thawne said, taking it. He put his ear in one side and immediately threw the helmet down the hall.
“SHIT!” He said in a panic “This isn’t good.”
“If you’re scared, we’re screwed” Scott said.
Scott, Barry and the others looked at Thawne and saw, to their amazement, a look of genuine fear on his face.
“It’s repeating the Anti-Life Equation.”