Pilot, part 1

"Caesar. Hitler. Per Degaton. They're all rank amateurs compared to Savage." A British man said as he stood in the center of a dark room with a spotlight shining down on him.

The man is a 33-year-old British man with short reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, Caucasian skin, and a small reddish-brown beard. His outfit consisted of a long brown trench coat with a black shit underneath, a black belt, black jeans, and black boots. His name is Rip Hunter.

"His forces have already claimed the lives of billions, and if we possess the means to stop him, and again do nothing, then that blood is in our hands." Rip says solemnly as the Time Masters glanced at each other before turning back to him as one of the Time Masters stepped up.

"As a Time Master of long-standing, you seem to forget our responsibility is to protect the timeline, not humanity." He says sternly as Rip glares at him. "You wish to engage in the very sort of manipulation of time that we are sworn to prevent."

"And yet, if we allow humanity to perish at the hands of evil, then what universe are we custodians of?" Rip asked.

"What if in trying to save the world from Savage, you make it vulnerable for an even greater threat." The Time Master retorted.

"We are not warriors, Captain Hunter. We possess no army."

"And, I'm not asking for one! All I want is just a single timeship, and your permission to change history before Vandal Savage puts an end to it. I'm not appealing to you as Time Masters, but as humans, please grant me the authority to change the timeline just this once." Rip pleaded with tears in his eyes as the Time Masters stared at him thoughtfully, wondering whether to grant his request or not as Rip patiently waited for what they have to say.

"How did the council meeting go, Captain Hunter?" An A.I. named Gideon asked Rip, who was walking across the halls of a timeship called the Waverider.

"Exactly as expected, Gideon," Rip responded shortly as he made his way the bridge.

"So, we are proceeding?"

"Indeed. Prepare the Waverider for takeoff, and set a course to United States, Star City, January 2016." Rip says as he made it to the Bridge, which was a large room that contained a giant viewpoint, multiple passenger chairs, a small library placed in the back, a central console, and the Captain's chair at the front.

"Ah, the early third millennium A.D., the golden age of gasoline engines, online pornography, and those silly little smartphones." Gideon says amused as Rip didn't say anything and made his way through the room as he jumped into the Captain seat. "What are we going to retrieve, Captain?" She asked as Rip smirked, and strapped himself in as Gideon prepared the ship to take off.

"Not what, who. I need you to pull up some files on the nine men and women who'll be joining us on our little crusade."

"You usually prefer to work alone, Captain."

"This time, I'll need a team." Rip says as he grabbed the controls, and the Waverider flew off as a temporal portal appeared, and the ship flew through it as it disappears.

[Star City: 2016]

"First recruit: Dr. Raymond Palmer, also known as the Atom." Rip's voice rang out as we cue to Star City and zoom in on a building as we see a really tiny blue dot flying across the circuity of a large server. The tiny blue dot is really a tall, 35-year-old man with short black hair, black eyes, Caucasian skin, and was currently wearing a high-tech blue/red/black battlesuit. His name Raymond Palmer, but he was also known as the shrinking hero, the Atom.

"This feels good, being back in the field...not that this isn't a field, but-"

"Ray, are you up for this?" A deep, male voice asked through his helmet as Ray smirked.

"Is a little too late to turn back now." Atom says as he continued flying for a bit before noticing something odd with the circuitry as he landed and inspected it as he raised an eyebrow. "Huh, weird, someone removed the central processing unit."

"Are you sure?"

"I designed the computer's CPU, so, yeah, pretty sure."

"Well, HIVE would only remove it if they knew-"

"You had me shrink down and fly into their secret computer lab?" Atom asked rhetorically as his visor popped up a video feed of a couple of men running through the halls, and he sighed tiredly. "My nights about to get a whole lot worse, isn't it?"

"Oh, you can take them, they have guns, you have a super-suit. It's time to start growing." He says seriously as Ray smirked.

"This is gonna get a little rough." Atom says as he presses a button on his suit, and rapidly grew back to his normal height as he burst through the server and swiftly begins beating up the armed goons that were waiting for him as he punched the first goon away, and then backhanded another one as he raised his hand and blasted the last three remaining goons away with a few well-shot blue energy blasts.

"Pretty impressive, Mr. Palmer." Rip says while suddenly appearing behind Atom, who turned to him as he raised his hand and charged up another energy blast. "Oh, there is no need to aim that thing at me. I am not one of your adversaries." Rip says before pulling out a strange weapon as he pressed the trigger, and the last thing Ray saw was a blinding light before he was knocked out.

[Tibet: 2016]

"Second recruit: Sara Lance, a former member of the League of Assassins, also formerly dead." Rip says as we cue to deep into the mountains, and see a beautiful blonde woman sitting on a small bar as she was staring out at a window with an emotionless look on her face. The woman is 29-years-old with long blonde hair, light blue eyes, Caucasian skin, and currently, she was wearing a large thick white coat with a black shirt underneath, black jeans, and white shoes. Her name is Sara Lance, the former Black Canary.

"It's cold." Sara says bluntly while speaking in Tibet language as she took another sip of her vodka, but then narrowed her eyes as she saw a waitress being hassled by a group of horny-looking men. "Let her go." Sara commanded while sitting up from her seat as the group turned to her amused.

"Or what?" A man with a trucker hat asked as Sara took another drink before chucking it at his face as the glass shatters across his face, causing him to scream in pain as Sara runs up to them with the speed of an angry cheetah as she kicked him away and ducked down as another man tried to swing at her with a chair, and Sara responded by kicking him in the balls as she then knocked him out with a devastating right hook.

"Miss Lance." Rip says while sitting on a table as Sara turned to him warily/confusedly as he raised his glass at her with a smirk. "Join me for a drink? I have come quite a long way to meet you." He says before pulling out his strange-looking weapon as Sara was about to throw a throwing star at it, but didn't have much time to move as a bright light blinded her, and she was instantly knocked out.

[St. Roch: 2016]

"Third and fourth recruits: Kendra Saunders and Carter Hall, the latest reincarnations of Hawkman and Hawkgirl." Rip says as we cue to a small city where a fire was going on inside of a building as two people with large wings soar across the sky, and one of them landed on the ground with a frustrated look on her face while the other one landed behind her as he was carrying a slightly burned woman in his hands.

The winged woman is 27-years-old with long, curly brown hair that has a white streak on it, light brown eyes, brown skin, and she was wearing a brown/gold bodysuit with a hawk-like mask that covers her entire face, except for her mouth, and she had two large brown wings sticking out of her back. Her name is Kendra Sanders AKA Hawkgirl.

The winged man is 29-years-old with short brown hair, dark brown eyes, Caucasian skin, a faded beard, and was currently wearing a primarily gold/brown bodysuit with a hawk-like mask that covers his entire face, except for his mouth, and he had two large brown wings sticking out of his back. His name is Carter Hall AKA Hawkman.

"Hawkgirl! You, my love, almost got us killed." Hawkman says while dropping the girl as she thanked him before walking off as Hawkman ran up to his 'lover'. "Your flying is still clumsy, like a bird just out of the nest-"

"Well, maybe that's because up until two months ago, I was a normal human being and not some damn winged demi-goddess, so get off my back!" Hawkgirl shouted in frustration, surprising Hawkman as he was about to retort, but then they heard a cough behind them as they turned around and saw an awkward-looking Rip Hunter as he looks between them uneasily.

"Have you two considered couples counseling? I hear it's quite popular in this century." Rip quipped as he pulled out his weapon again and blinded them as they were knocked out.

[Central City: 2016]

"There seems to be an error, Captain, these candidates are Leonard Snart and Mick Rory, who are a pair of dangerous criminals," Gideon says confusedly, wondering why her captain wants these kinds of men on his mission.

"There's no error, Gideon." Rip says shortly as we cue to Central City, where we see two pairs of criminals running out of a building as the alarm rang out, and they ran outside of the building as they saw a group of policeman waiting for them and aimed their guns at them.

One of the criminals is a 44-year-old man with short dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, Caucasian skin, and was wearing a thick blue parka with a black shirt underneath, a pair of dark blue goggles, blue jeans, black boots, and was carrying around a strange-looking blue gun. His name is Leonard Snart AKA Captain Cold.

The other criminal is a 48-year-old man with a bald head, green eyes, Caucasian skin, and was wearing a black leather-man jacket with a white tank top underneath, a pair of dark red goggles, blue jeans, brown shoes, and was carrying around a strange-looking red gun. His name is Mick Rory AKA Heatwave.

"Drop your weapons!" A police officer shouted as the criminals grinned at them.

"Ah, fry, little piggies!" Heat Wave shouted as he and Captain Cold pulled out their guns and fired fire/ice beams at them as half of the police squad was set on fire while the other half was frozen. "Wait, our getting away vehicle is a minivan? Really, Snart?" Mick asked his partner with an annoyed look on his face as he and Snart ran over to the minivan and got inside as Captain Cold smirked at him.

"Cops will never hassle a dad buying diapers in the middle of the night." Snart says while pulling out a box filled with diapers as Mick rolled his eyes and started up the minivan as they drove off just as a police car appeared as it chases after the pair of criminals. "Great, we have a problem."

"And we have a bigger one like that guy we're about to crash into!" Snart shouted while pointing ahead of them as they saw Rip standing in the middle of the road with his weapon out as he pressed the trigger, and the last thing the criminals saw was a blinding flash of light.

[Pittsburg: 2016]

"Our seventh recruit is Firestorm, the merged super-form of one Jefferson Jackson and Professor Martin Stein."

"Caution, Jefferson, 83% of the chemicals in this factory are combustible."

"Yeah, tell that to Rambo." An annoyed Firestorm says as he continued throwing fireballs at the criminal, nearly hitting the combustible chemicals as the nuclear-powered hero felt Gray glared at him sternly.

"Thought I told you to be careful!" Gray chastises.

"What's the use of sharing my intelligence if you won't listen to me?" He asked, genuinely confused about Jax's refusal to listen to him as the young teen glared at him.

"Stop bossing me around like I'm one of your snot-nosed undergrads." Jax says as he and Martin entered a glaring contest.

[Los Angeles, 2016]

"Last but not least, Green Lantern Kyle Rayner." Kyle was flying across the sky when he glanced down and observed someone in a trench coat standing still.

'Who is that?' He flew down to see who the figure was. When he landed on the ground a object was pulled out and there was a blinding flash.

[Random roof of a building in Central City: 2016]

Ray sat up as Mick groaned. Kyle was floating off the ground behind the other seven.

"Stein, what the hell are you doing here?" Snart asked.

"I'm as ignorant as you for once." Martin snarked.

"Where are we?" Sara questioned the others.

"Why don't you ask the dude who knocked us out and kidnapped us? British dude with a flashy thing? Ring any bells?"

"The names Rip Hunter. I'm from East London...oh, and the future." Rip says, making his appearance known to the superheroes/supervillains who stood up as they eyed him warily.

"Ice to meet you, Rip." Snart quipped while aiming his cold gun at him as he pulled the trigger, but nothing came out as he glances at his weapon confusedly.

"Uh, while you were incapacitated, I may have tampered with your weapons." Rip explained.

"Look, I didn't kidnap you guys to hurt you. On the contrary, I need your help. The future of the world is in peril because of a man by the name of Vandal Savage." Rip says as Kendra and Carter's face paled by the name, while Jaime couldn't help but feel that she heard that name before.

"That can't be, we killed him," Carter says as Kendra nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, the Green Arrow and Flash helped us do it." She said.

"Back to the topic, you all didn't kill Savage because unless you or Mr. Hall deliver the final blow, Savage can be restored from but a single cell."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Mick asked, not following along with the conversation as Carter turned to him.

"Vandal is immortal. Kendra and I reincarnate." Carter explained as Sara nodded.

"Yeah, I've done that."

"And what the hell does this Randall guy has to do with us?" Mick asked, mostly gesturing at him and Snart.

"Vandal." Rip corrected as he walked closer to them and gave the group a grim look. "In the future, he will employ the evil he's perfected over his long life, and the power he has amassed throughout history to finally...conquer the world." Rip says, surprising everyone with the news as Rip turned to them with a serious look. "I've been tasked with assembling an elite team to stop him."

"How?" Sara asked as Rip smirked at her.

"To travel through time to capture Savage before he grows into the monster he becomes." Rip said.

'Hero' ain't on my resume." Snart says coolly as Mick nodded.

"Or mine." Mick says as he and Snart begin to walk away.

"I know it's difficult for you to fathom, but where-I mean when I come from, the year 2166, you and everyone else on this roof aren't just considered heroes...you're Legends." Rip says, causing the thieves to stop in their tracks as they and the others stared at Rip in shock.

"Legends?" Ray asked intriguingly.

"Is there some kind of catch?" Kyle asked, a little skeptical over his claims.