AN: This is an AU where the timeline is slightly askew so events are closer together than in the shows. I own nothing but the OCs everything else is CW's and I'm just playing with them.

They gathered around the center consol on the bridge of the Waverider waiting for Gideon, the ship's A.I., to calculate the next logical place to find Vandal Savage. They were running out of time, literally. The time traveling ship's captain, the man who had brought this rag tag team of heroes and well, not quite heroes, knew this deep down. Rip Hunter had been at this a very long time and though he often let his emotions get the better of him he had the knowledge and skill to see the writing on the wall. It wouldn't be long before they had to take the fight to Savage at the peek of his power, 2166, but Rip was hoping this next opportunity would be the one that saved them all from that particular fate.

"Gideon." Rip said impatiently. "Have you found anything yet?"

"The year 2041." The accented female voice replied. "Vandal Savage acquires an ally that significantly strengthens his power base, allowing him to move forward with his plans of world domination."

"Must be one hell of friend if it makes that big a difference." Jax Jackson said.

"Who's the ally, Gideon?" Ray Palmer asks.

There was a brief pause. Gibeon, despite being a computer, had a real flair for the dramatic. "Ra's al Ghul."

"I wish I could say I'm surprised." Sara growled. "But Savage is just the type of evil Malcolm Merlyn would be drawn too."

"Malcolm Merlyn was deposed as Ra's al Ghul shortly after you came aboard, Sara." Gideon informed the blonde. "According to current historical data there was a brief though rather destructive civil war between Malcolm Merlyn and Nyssa al Ghul, which ended with Merlin's defeat at the hands of Nyssa al Ghul's champion and husband, Oliver Queen."

"That's my girl." Sara began and then stopped, blinked, and said. "Wait, did you just say husband?" Jealousy lit up Sara's eyes but jealousy over whom, Nyssa or Oliver or both? "What the hell happened while I was dead?"

"It was complicated." Ray told her with a shrug of his shoulders and as innocent a look as he could muster.

"I think we've lost sight of the bigger picture here." Snart cut in before Sara could intimate Ray into more details. "This Al Ghoul chick is making Savage stronger. So we take her out and it'll weaken him instead."

"Nyssa al Ghul isn't Vandal Savage's ally." Gibeon cut in. "Nyssa al Ghul's reign as Ra's al Ghul was short. Following her ascension to the title she disbanded the League of Assassins, freeing all of its members from their vows."

Again Sara was utterly dumbfounded. All Nyssa ever wanted was to be her father's heir, to be Ra's al Ghul. No. No, that wasn't the only thing Nyssa wanted. There had been something she'd wanted far more than that. She'd wanted a life with Sara. "What happened to Nyssa after that?"

This time it was Rip who answered. "We don't know for sure. Her timeline is in flux it's hard to know how it will play out."

"Why?" Sara asked.

"Because of you." Rory told her. "The histories of the people you left behind are jello right now because we're out here poking time with a pointy stick."

"Then it could still be Nyssa." Ray said carefully. "Who else would calm to be Ra's?"

"It's not Nyssa." Sara hissed at him. "She would never throw in with a man like Savage."

Before the crew could get into an argument, Rip cut in. "There's only one way to find out for sure. Gideon, set a course. 2041."

Everyone took their seats and strapped in as the Waverider prepared to make the trip across time to the year 2041. Each lost in their own thoughts but none more so than Sara. Nyssa had been on her mind a lot lately. She hadn't gotten to see Nyssa after her resurrection. Malcolm had imprisoned her for destroying the Lazarus pit before she'd fully come around, and then Laurel had brought her back to Star City as soon as she'd been able. Following her experience with John Constantine Sara had been so wrapped up in herself and dealing with what happened she just couldn't think about Nyssa. Then Rip showed up and now here she was trying to play hero along side a motley crew of wannabe heroes, antiheros, and Rory.

Sara knew without any doubt they would not be dealing with Nyssa, she wasn't worried about that, but she couldn't stop thinking about what happened to Nyssa after she left. She'd seen a future version of Ollie and Star City, she'd been told that nearly everyone she loved was dead or had fled, but what had happened to Nyssa? Was that even still a possible future? She hoped not.

When the Waverider finally landed the team found themselves on an uncharted island somewhere in the pacific. Sara could tell Rip was unsure about bringing her along because of her personal history with Nyssa, Ra's, and the League but she also knew he knew she was their best asset on this mission. Right now it was all about getting information. They would come up with an actual plan once they knew what they were dealing with. Not that they're plans ever actually worked so maybe it was better they didn't have one.

The team was once again gathered around the center consol as Gibeon displayed a 3D map of the island. It wasn't until she saw the compound that Sara realized where they were. She took control of the map and zoomed in on the house at the heart of the compound. The house was a mix of Arabic and Mediterranean architecture, a lot of stone and marble, a lot of open space, courtyards, and archways. It was a fortress, a small palace, but more than any of that it had once been a home. "We're on Nyssa's island."

"Your ex had her own island?" Kendra asked her friend with a soft smile she hoped was reassuring.

"Kind of." Sara answered. "Ra's owned it, and only he and his most trusted knew its location. This is where Nyssa was born, where she was raised until she was eight, where she'd been her happiest until Ra's felt she was old enough to join him in Nanda Parbat."

"That's another strike against your ex." Snart said coolly.

Sara glared at him as she said once again, "It's not Nyssa."

"We'll see." He replied.

Sara growled. "Lets go."

As Sara passed her Kendra reached out and took hold of her arm. "You don't have to do this, Sara. We can handle it."

"You barely handled it the last time." Sara snapped a bit more harshly then she normally would have meant too. "If I hadn't agreed to come back with you Ra's would have killed you all." She pulled out of Kendra's grip. "I know this island, I know the League, come with me or don't, but you should all understand I'm calling the shots."

Before anyone could protest Sara walked out of the room. She headed to her quarters to get ready. Her thoughts were a blurred jumble and her emotions a swinging pendulum waiting to cleave her into pieces. She couldn't set foot off this ship until she got herself together so she used the techniques Nyssa had taught her to clear her mind before assignments. When she walked down the ramp of the ship Sara was far more Ta-er al-Safa than Sara Lance. She had to be; otherwise being on this island again would have overwhelmed her. Nyssa had brought her here, had shared this sacred place with her, and they had been happy for those bliss filled few weeks.

The whole team would have given them away instantly. Sarah would have preferred to go alone or maybe with one other person, but as it stood she had Kendra and Snart with her. When they were close enough to the compound to get a good look Sara held up a fist to single them all to stop and hold. She used a pair of Rip's futuristic binoculars to have a look around.

Everything from the armor they wore, to the weapons they held, to the way they moved told Sara the guards were League of Assassins. So they could confirm that at least. Someone had resurrected the League. Now they just needed to find out who had done it. Who had undone the noblest thing Nyssa had ever done, who had made a mockery of her sacrifice? Because that had been what it was. Without Sara in her life giving up the title of Ra's al Ghul had meant Nyssa had given up or lost everything she'd ever wanted in life, and she'd done it because it was the right thing to do.

Sara moved the team to another position to get another look at the compound before they retreated back to the ship. From her knew vantage point she could see a familiar courtyard. She and Nyssa had spent many sunny afternoons picking fruit off the bushes and vines as they talked or in-between doing other things. The courtyard was private for the most part. Sara was currently high up and had tech that hadn't been invented yet which made seeing it easy. She was just about to look away, it felt wrong to intrude on that space, but then she caught movement. Someone was coming out of the house.

Vandal Savage was there. He was on Nyssa's island! Sara would feel her anger and some of her blood lust boiling to the surface. How dare he! He was walking beside someone but she couldn't see who it was. They wore robes similar to the robes Ra's wore and they had a hood up that concealed their face. The robes made it hard to get a read on body shape and the size of the hood made it hard to tell height. It could be anyone under those robes. She wanted to see more. She needed to see more. Her training kicked in however and she realized they were taking a risk by having Kendra close by. If Savage sensed her presence they would loose their element of surprise. So they retreated back to the ship to come up with a plan.

Down in the courtyard of the house Amina Raatko and her small daughter once called home Vandal Savage reached up to cup the face hidden beneath the hood of the robe worn by the Head of the Demon. "Together you and I will bring this world to its knees." He said, his charm oozing off him like heat off blacktop in the summer. He drops to one knee and takes a delicate hand into his own. He looks up into the eyes shadowed within the hood. "And you shall have your vengeance my dear." He turned to look up into the forested hills and smiled. "I promise."

He bows his head and kisses the fire scared ring of Ra's al Ghul. "Cross me Vandal Savage," Said a woman's voice. "And you will be the one brought to his knees. My blood has ended immortal men before. Do not make the mistake of thinking immortal means invulnerable."

Vandal stood and smiled. "A woman after my own heart." He reached into the hood once again and brought the hidden face close to his own and kissed the woman who had just threatened his immortal life.

The kiss lasted only a few moments before Savage is pushed away. "Take the men I have given you and go. You have kept this part of our bargain." She turns to look up where Savage had just looked and then returned her gaze to him. "Once I have been satisfied I will keep mine."

"As you wish." Savage said with a bow. "Until next time my dear."