Sara wakes up and realizes that she is imprisoned by the Legion of Doom and then sees that Leonard is with them.
Sara was told in the
League that the first thing she had to do when being held hostage, was to
examine her environment; try to find a way to ensure her survival and plan
But as she
began to gain consciousness, she realized that there was really nothing she
could do. The last thing she remembered before the void was a read streak
hitting her hard and now she was confined in a dark basement with her hands and
feet tied with chains to the floor that wouldn’t unfasten as hard as she tried.
Her mouth was
sealed by a cloth, with some kind of an essence that made her nauseous every
time she took in a breath, which was secured by another fabric.
only one person that could have made sure that she was that well confined that
she couldn’t escape no matter how hard she tried. Damien Darhk.
left only one possibility as to what was happening. The Legion of Doom had
the only reason why Leonard had come to her house? Why he had kissed her back?
God, he was so convincing. Was his only purpose to make her lower her guard
enough for the Reverse flash to grab her?
By the time
that a door at the other end of the large basement opened, Sara’s wrists were
bleeding as she tried to free herself from the metal cuffs. Then the light was
switched on and Sara came face to face with her team’s worst fear in the past
In front of
her, in a basement full on weaponry and other equipment that was hidden by large
curtains, stood the Legion of Doom. Damien Darhk stood next to Eobard Thawne
and Malcolm Merlyn; and only a few centimeters away from them-leaning against a
pillar, was Leonard.
look at her; and at least she didn’t have to put up with the look of amusement
that the other three men were looking at her with. She pulled the chains again
with all the strength she had, trying to launch herself to Leonard. But as she
finally made the chains tremble, Darhk pulled them back and suddenly she heard
her wrist snap.
out in pain as Darhk pulled the chains harder back and she screamed more. Tears
were now rolling down her cheeks as she tried to push the cloth away from her
mouth in vain.
turned his head; her screams now becoming unbearable for him to hear. Once she
met his eyes, more tears flooded. Only then she noticed that there was a long
cut above his eyebrow that was stained with fresh blood and a large bruise on
his cheekbone that was beginning to swell.
Something was wrong.
But she couldn’t understand what.
Lance.” Malcolm Merlyn said as he started walking to wear she was kneeling. “For
a woman that came back from the dead, you are really easy to get. I have to
admit that at first I didn’t believe your idea Darhk, but you were right. Love
really makes people vulnerable.”
sneered at them and launched forward; the cuffs tightening on her wrists with a
single move of Darhk’s hand.
will you do us the honor and ungag our guest?” asked Darhk and Leonard hesitated,
before walking to her and dropping the cloth to the floor and letting her
breath heavily normal air. He took a couple of steps back, his hands slightly
trembling as he shoved them back in the pockets of his jacket.
Lance we will see how well Ra’s Al Ghul taught you to survive.” Merlyn said as
he started walking towards the exit; followed by the other men.
going to let her rot in that basement. Let her slowly die without water or food
chained in a basement floor.
door closed, Leonard turned for just a second and looked at her; and his eyes
met hers. And Sara would have sworn that they were smiling at her. Was he
saying that she was coming back for her or was he just giving her empty hopes?
was alone again. Locked in a cold basement and she heard absolutely
moment she thought that she was under the ground again. Unable to breathe
correctly or move. She was feeling like she was being buried again.
know how much time had passed in that dark and cold basement. Maybe it was
hours or maybe it was days, all she knew was that her whole body was numb and
her throat was burning. Every moment that passed-or was it hour, she felt more
and more tired with her eyes slowly closing as she tried to stay awake. And the
fact that she had been sleeping only a couple of hours every night due to her
nightmares wasn’t really helping.
Then the door had
opened and the light was switched on; and for a moment Sara thought that she
was hallucinating. She thought that she was imagining Leonard walking inside
and closing the door behind him; but she didn’t.
Leonard whispered as he kneeled next to her and Sara jerked back, despite
wincing from the pain.
here to try to seduce me again?” She managed to say, despite her throat burning
and her voice coming out as a strained noise. “Cause this time I won’t
fall for it.”
want to hurt you.” He said and his hands started moving, first in the cuffs on
her ankles. “Just trust me. I can explain everything.”
a breath as Leonard hands touched her now bruised and bleeding wrists and freed
her from her binds; letting her fall in his arms. His hand took a bottle of
water and gave it to her, downing the water hungrily. Sara let out a breath as
she finished the water and panted.
“We have to
go. Can you walk?” Leonard asked and Sara nodded negatively after realizing
that she couldn’t even stand up. So instead, Leonard scooped her in his arms
and started running out of the basement, hoping that he could get back to his
safehouse before they caught them.
He had to
make things right with Sara. This was all his fault. And he had to fix
We must remember and honor our heroes as well as our fallen brothers and sisters who have lost their lives as a result of injustice, ignorance and racism. Starting today #mlk day, I vow to wear all black everyday for 6 months to mourn them. I invite you to join me. Even if it’s only a day, only an hour, only a minute, join me in remembering and honoring our heroes, our fallen and ourselves.
“My advice always to brother Cassius is that he never do anything that will in any way tarnish or take away from his image as the Heavyweight Champion of the world, because I frankly believe that Cassius is in a better position than anyone else to restore a sense of racial pride to not only our people in this country but all over the world. He is trying his best to live a clean life and project a clean image, but despite this you’ll find the press is constantly trying to paint him as something other than what he actually is. He doesn’t smoke, he doesn’t drink; in fact if he was white they’d be referring to him as the All-American Boy, like they used to refer to Jack Armstrong.”
Muhammad Ali: “Turning my back on Malcolm was one of the mistakes that I regret most in my life. I wish I’d been able to tell Malcolm I was sorry, that he was right about so many things. But he was killed before I got the chance. He was a visionary ahead of us all.
Malcolm was the first to discover the truth, that color doesn’t make you a devil. It is the heart, soul, and mind that define a person.
Malcolm was a great thinker and an even greater friend. I might never have become a Muslim if it hadn’t been for Malcolm. If I could go back and do it over again, I would never have turned my back on him.”
Muhammad Ali holding Malcolm X’s daughter Qubilah, surrounded by young fans at his training camp in Miami, January 1964.
The kids are holding up 8 fingers because Muhammad predicated he’d win the
World Heavyweight Championship
fight against Sonny Liston in 8 rounds as the underdog. The defending champ Liston predicted he’d win in 2. Ali ended up winning in 7 rounds on February 25, 1964.