Byzantine Empire's Fall

Caden knew that the Pilgrim had not come to the time of 2010 on her own. She had to use a timeship and he knew for a fact that she had one. With her dead, the ship was his to claim.

Looking over towards the angrily sleeping Thea, he sighed and knelt down, shifting into a variant of the girl known as Pilgrim as he plucked the weapon from the ground. He was dressed in the same dark leather attire, except her hair was jaw length rather that to the shoulders and he wore no makeup.

He glanced over himself in the mirror, gazed over his gloved hand, for a moments before holstering the weapon. With that he opened the window of her bedroom and climbed out, hopping to the ground.

With his magically enhanced capabilities, he could pick up the very location of the craft she used to travel throughout time and space. He made his way around to the front of the mansion leapt over the front gate of the estate before landing on the other side cleanly. He glanced over his shoulder towards the security which hadn't noticed him. "Blind fools..." He'd grumble to himself before walking towards the backyard gravesite in stride.

Each step he took was evenly planned, he avoided the hidden holes in the ground camouflaged by the grass. A grin warped his she-face, a face of a victor.

Approaching a clearing, he came to a stop and glanced side to side. He could detect the core of the vessel with his ability to smell it alone. It was something that wasn't here before. So as he flicked his forked tongue and took in a deep inhale, the a mystical glow outlined the Time Ship.

Walking over towards the loading ramp, he could see that the ship was similar to that of the Acheron and the Waverider, combined with the aspect of the Millennium Falcon with a rounded behind.

"Aren't you a beauty..." He uttered to himself before climb on board.

"Welcome home, my Pilgrim." It was a wannabe eminent, female, disembodied voice that rung out around him.

His lips contorted hearing the voice, it reminded him of a preacher of sorts, but it was also motherly. In a way it scared as it was an AI, but he assumed it didn't pick up on the fact that he was not the Pilgrim.

He didn't say anything in return when it had welcomed him. Personally he didn't know what to say. The Pilgrim had only been in two or three episodes from the Legends of Tomorrow television show on the CW. Not much was introduced about her, let alone her personal life or what her timeship was like. He didn't even know if it was going to be this big or not.

The interior was a cool back, with a dark electric blue accent lighting. As he walked through the corridors, he found that it was very much like the waverider, so he had no problem finding his way to the bridge.

"My Pilgrim, is something wrong?" The voice appeared to distort in worry, it sounded almost ghostly at this point.

She-Caden shook her head and rolled her jaw slightly.

By now it seemed the AI was beginning to catch on. He could feel the change in the atmosphere, the ship was scanning them. Taking in the changes the Pilgrims physical appearance, mainly the hair, lack of makeup. It didn't know what to do, it didn't expect someone looking just like them to board the ship, so they could only assume it was the same person.

By then it was too late. There was no hope for the ship to defend itself as they knelt below the navigation computer and opened a panel door that was a couple feet tall and wide.

Panic, the ship's AI had no idea what they were doing. Their actions didn't compute with her regular movements or particular goals. "Pilgrim, what are you doing?"

"I guess you can't tell the difference between Faye Kingslee and the Pilgrim, interesting," Caden stated with the Pilgrim's voice as they placed their hand on what appeared to be the access port to the matrix.

The accent lights throughout the entire ship began to flicker, the cloaking device began to fail.

"Wh-wh-wh-wha...." The voice of the ship began to glitch until it faded out, silence ensued for a few moments as his hand began to glow a deep greenish blue. Within a few seconds the cloaking device came back online before it could fully fail, being completely restored.

As the Pilgrim stood up, changing back to the original form of the human Caden, the AI began to come back online. His eyes were bright blue as he stared at the holographic feminine form that appeared above the main terminal of the bridge.

This feminine form wore a baggy black, hooded, raincoat that cut off right below the thighs. The only thing apparent about their face was the pair of pale lips and glowing red eyes that pierced the simulated darkness beneath the hood. They wore off-black blue pants and boots to match.

"Welcome aboard Captain Price, I am Reme, it is a pleasure to have you on board the Pilgrimage." the voice overlapped demonically as it spoke in Draconic. "Where would you like your next destination to be?"

Caden snickered hearing the feminine demonic tone of the AI to address him. "The Vanishing of course," he responded with a grin across his lips as he made his way over to the Captain's seat and sit down.

"Your course has been set Captain, what are your parameters?"

...

The ship launched itself from the ground into the sky, ripping into time and space, vanishing from 2010 for the time being. He stared out into the tunnel of time. It was amazing, it was just like the show.

Caden hadn't bothered to buckle himself in, he wouldn't get hurt, at least that is what he believed.

After several hours of going through the time stream, the ship came out into the Vanishing Point. An incoming transmission prompted the ship to automatically respond. Having picked through the memories of the Timeship, he allowed the ship's AI to respond for him in order to avoid suspicion for the time being.

The moment the Pilgrimage entered the Hangar was the same time that the Waverider was storming out, assumingly in an attempt to recruit the Legends to the cause of Rip Hunter.

Caden grinned as the timeship landed in the hangar of the Vanishing Point station which housed the Time Masters. Retaking the form of Pilgrim, he'd make his way out of the vessel onto the deck.

"Pilgrim, your return must heed that you have been successful in your–" Druce spoke with a small group of senior Time Masters at his side as they approached the supposed Pilgrim. However the moment Pilgrim turned to look at him, he froze. "Haircut?"

Declan stood there beside Druce, squinting his eyes at the girl. He could tell a lot had changed since he had last seen her, which wasn't very long ago. She had just been sent out on a mission, things shouldn't be this way. "Pilgrim Verifi–"

TCHU! TCHU! A smoking energy gun was now in the Pilgrim's hand, smoking. Two green bolts of energy had penetrated both the Time Masters present.

Druce and Decan both wore surprised faces, mortified at best. Their greatest weapon, their best assassin, had just shot them. Why? Why did their greatest kill them? Druce was the first one to collapse to the ground, falling forward and face planting.

Decan however stood there, gasping, grunting, trying to stay on his feet. Yet he could feel the world and the numbness catching up to him. "Why...?" The man asked, nursing the entry wound with hand, not that it would help as it had hit his vital.

"Time Master Druce, Time Master Decan, you have betrayed your Oaths to protect the Timeline against those who wish to use it for personal gain. You have been hereby executed, by your own Authority." Pilgrim declared with a wide toothy grin across their face, revealing the draconic expression like Caden had so many times prior; revealing the Pilgrim wasn't the Pilgrim at all.

When the other senior Time Masters went to draw their weapons upon seeing this feat, Caden pinched the trigger tightly.

TCH-TCH-TCH-TCHU TCHU. The small group, Druce's group, fell to the ground dead. As the security alarm began to sound, Caden turned around and walked back onto his newly ship the Pilgrimage as the loading ramp closed behind him.

"...Sic semper tyrannis, Vandal Savage, sic semper tyrannis..."

With the Time Masters who sided with Vandal Savage gone, and those with knowledge of the Oculus's true nature, it is likely the Time Masters will no longer allow Vandal Savage to stand on top of humanity.

His evil was not necessary. While the Thanagarians may attempt to invade in over a hundred years, there was no someone else with the potential to unite the world against such a threat.

Without Druce, this meant that the Oculus couldn't be used to slow the Legends down against Savage. If they were to somehow take Savage in, it was likely that they would no longer side with him and have him locked away.

As a platoon of armed soldiers came storming into the hangar to forcefully board the ship, the Pilgrimage suddenly twisted and turned before promptly popping out of existence.

Seconds later it appeared outside of the Time Master's mainbase, its main engines coming back online and its landing gear retracting into the hull. "Adios mi Amigos," Caden waved over his shoulder as he walked onto the bridge of the timeship with a grin still across his lips. "Plan a course back to 2010, directly after we left."