Ch. 1 "Pilot Part 1"

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Third Person POV


"How did the council meeting go, Captain Hunter?" Gideon Said

"Exactly as expected, Gideon." Rip said

" So we are proceeding?" Gideon said

"Indeed. Prepare the Waverider for takeoff. Set a course. United States. Star City. January, 2016." Rip said

"Ah, the early second millennium A.D. The golden age of gasoline engines, online pornography, and those silly little smartphones. What are we going to retrieve, Captain?" Gideon said

"Oh, not what. Who. I need you to pull up some files, Gideon. The eight men and women who'll be joining us on our little crusade." Rip said

"You usually prefer to work alone, Captain." Gideon said

"This time, I'll need a team." Rip said

[Star City, 2016]

" First recruit: Dr. Raymond Palmer. Also known as the Atom." Rip said

Ray small, inside a computer system

"This feels good, being back in the field. Not that this is a field, but --" Ray said

"Ray, are you up for this?" Oliver said

"Uh, too late to turn back now. Huh, someone removed the central processing unit." Ray said

"Are you sure?" Oliver asked

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

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

"You had me shrink down and fly into their secret computer lab? My night's about to get a whole lot worse, isn't it?" Ray said

"Oh, you can take them. They have guns. You have a super-suit. It's time to start growing." Oliver said

"This is gonna get a little rough." Ray said

"Aah!" H.I.V.E. Soliders

[grunting]

[clapping]

"Oh, I am not one of your adversaries." Rip said

[Tibet, 2016]

"Next recruit: Sara Lance. Former member of the League of Assassins, also formerly dead." Rip

[shouting]

[all speaking Tibetan]

"Let her go" Sarah said in Tibetan

" Or what?" The man said

Sarah finished her drink throwing the shot glass at the man's forehead

"Aah!" The man shouted falling to the ground

[shouting]

"Miss Lance? Join me for a drink? I have come quite a long way to meet you." Rip said

[Pittsburgh, 2016]

" Firestorm, the merged super-form of one Jefferson Jackson and Professor Martin Stein." Rip said

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

" Yeah, tell that to Rambo." Jefferson said

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