𝐊𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐠

When Snart came back to the Waverider, he sat himself in the lobby waiting for Rip, coldgun in hand.

"Ugh, thank god you managed to grab it." Rips says out of breath as he reached the thermocore Leonard left on the table.

"Where was my back up, Captain? Half the team is gone.....because of you." Snart said threatening him as he powered his gun.

"Only if I'd have sent the other half in to save them, they'd be captured too, and where would we be, hmm? Savage would have both halves of Firestorm, a dead Kendra on top of a dead Carter, everything he wants. It would be the end of our little crusade, and most likely, the world. So before you pull that trigger, ask yourself : what would you have done?" Rip explained his point of view as Leonard tried to keep his calm.

"That is a pretty cold calculation, Rip. Almost criminal, except we criminals have a code: You never leave one of your own behind." He replied getting up raising his voice.

"We will get them back. Now, if Savage even hopes to create a Firestorm, first, he's going to need a new one of these." Rip tells him starting to leave the room but Snart stops him as he keeps talking.

"What about Croft?"

"What about her?" Rip asked back turning towards him with a frown.

"She's at the hands of Savage. The man who murdered her parents."

"I would be more worried about Savage's sake knowing this two in the same room. Lara is a big girl she can handle it." Rip told him looking anywhere but at his face as he turned to make his leave.

"Is that what you told yourself when her parents fought him?" Snart interrupted him one more time but Rip directly faced him back taking a menacing step.

"Careful there Mr. Snart. Don't talk about what you know nothing of........We will get her back, all of them." He replied as Snart copied his movement.

"You better be right about that. Cause if she dies....you don't wanna have me around." He told him before leaving the room.

...

When I finally came to my senses, my head felt as heavy as a metal coconut...I suppose...I opened my eyes to see a light right above me to the ceiling. I looked around my surroundings to comprehend I was in some sort of lab. As I tried to get up from the cold table I was laid on, I figured that my hands and feet were tied to it as I couldn't even sit up. I tried harder but to no avail. I tried to keep myself calm as I felt this scene way too familiar, didn't wanna start a panic attack in a building full of bastards that could use it against me.

"𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞." I told myself ironically. I gave another look to the room, see if I could find anything that could help me. But even if I did, I wouldn't be able to get it since I'm immobilized.

"Well would you look at that." I heard from afar as I turned my head to the left to see none other than Savage, wearing that sick smile of his. I instantly glared at him, which just made him smile wider and chuckle.

"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬?" I asked glaring.

"Oh I wouldn't worry about them if I were you right now."

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐚n?"

"You will know, soon enough." He said before turning toward a desk that was behind him, letting me see a lot of medical instruments, including syringes with variant drugs aligned to the side.

...

"Labor Camp Number 54, formerly known as the Koshmar or "Nightmare" gulag. Built in the 18th century--"

"Can we skip past the Wikipedia crap and get to the good stuff, like how to break in?" Snart cuts Gideon off impatiently but she doesn't answer back. Everyone was on edge, especially Snart, which was now very easy to irritate.

"Perhaps you didn't register that as a question, Gideon." Sarah tells her.

"I understood, but in its 200 years of operation, no one has successfully escaped from--"

"No offense, Guideon, but I never met a building I couldn't break into." He says matter of fact, cutting her off again.

"Well, I hope you're right. Savage knows that Stein created Firestorm, but he finds out that he is Firestorm..." Rip reminds them of the danger this situation could create but again....his audience isn't really there biggest fans at this moment.

"Always Savage with you, isn't it? My partners are in prison too." 

"And Ray." Sarah adds reminding them both of the 'team' they are supposed to form.

"Yeah, whatever. The point is you didn't lift a finger." Leonard goes back at it, keeping on accusing Rip of not caring about the team once again.

"You know damn well it was never my intention to get them thrown into a gulag, but I had no other option." Rip protests as Snart just rolls his eyes.
"Besides, I doubt that it's Mr. Rory's first time in prison or second or, I imagine, tenth."

"That's not my point and you know it." Snart gives him another death glare as Rip sighs.

"She will be fine..." 

"You don't know that!"

"Guys-"

"He won't kill her, that I know for sure."

"That doesn't reassure me at all."

"All right, arguing is not gonna bring the team back any faster. Now let's find a way to save them....all of them." Sarah finally diffuses the tension, the boys take a deep breath before focusing back on the mission.

...

Another crazy scientist had joined us a few minutes later. He was connecting electrodes to my body and especially my head.

"We are going to make a small experience, if you don't mind."

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞." I smiled sarcastically at him which made him give me one back but didn't last a second.

"I've heard somewhere that electricity could be used on the human body for many reasons." He kept going as I just rolled my eyes.

"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐲, 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."

"Sure it might be painful but the purpose isn't torture. The goal is to make you remember." He tells me as I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭?"

"Well your parents of course."

"𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬." I said shaking my head.

"Except you did." He smiled pointing a finger at me.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭?"

"That's what the experience is here for. See, for this to work, your mind needs to be on a....stable state."

"𝐒𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐦𝐞?" I ask raising an eyebrow as he only smiled evilly. The other scientist then came to my left, opposite of Savage, stinging my left arm with the syringes as I wince in surprise, turning my head in his direction. "𝐎𝐮𝐜𝐡." I glared emphasizing my word.

"𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐒𝐃 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲....𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭.....𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 ......𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧" I said trying to relax. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨?" I asked before feeling a huge wave of unimaginable pain through my body making me arch my back as I screamed in agony.

...

I wake up with a jolt, expecting to be in that lab from Frankenstein, but only seeing a child's room. I rise up from the small bed I'm laying on to look around me. I see many toys, like fake wooded weapons. Mostly swords or dagger, even a bow and arrows and a hook. There is also lots of old books of every size. An entire shelf is filled with books and a few are laying on the ground. One in particular is open, left in a small tent made out of sheets with a few light garlands to illuminate it. I crouched down to read the page of the book only to understand it's a passage of "Treasure Island". I frown as I looked around again before asking myself: "Where am I?",  "Why am I here?"
My thoughts are interrupted by a little girl's high pitched laugh. I stand up as I make my way towards the opened window. I look out and see a little girl disguised as a pirate as her dad is chasing her. At some point, I can finally see the man's face as he moves and I recognize him from the picture Rip gave me.

"Dad?" I whisper in disbelief to myself with teary eyes.

He finally catches the little girl as they both fell on the ground. He plays dead as she laugh in victory before he attacks her with tickles.

"Give up, Lara. I won." Dad says as he keeps giving her tickles.

"NEVER!!! I'll never give up, I'll keep fighting! A captain never leaves his ship!"  The little version of me says before she succeeds in getting out of his grip, and making her way to a wooded castle.

"Now, now, little pirate. Go get cleaned up, dinner is almost ready!" A feminine voice says as she comes out of the manor. 

"But mooooooom..."

"Come on little bug, do what your mom says and she might let you check the stars before going to bed tonight." Little me froze at his words before darting like a lightning in the manor as my parents both laugh at that.
But my mom loses her smile slowly before my dad looks at her in suspicion.

"What happened?"

"Savage happened." I frown as I wait for her to keep going but I feel something catch my ankles before tearing me and making me fall. I look to my feet as I see black demonic hands pulling me towards the door from the hallway, but that now only leads to darkness. I try to hold on to anything that could help but without success before I'm sucked by that darkness, calling my parents for help, but it was too late.

...

I get punched in the jaw which throws me to the ground before I hear an authoritative female voice say: "Again."

I stand up and see my opponent. A young girl, I remember her. I remember this. The academy. Or at least that's what it was called when asked about. The organization that formed me, trained me, and made me an assassin. 
She came at me again but I dodged once, then twice. Third time she trow her fist, I gripped her arm and twisted it behind her back making her bend a little. I took the opportunity to knee her in stomach three times before letting her go and giving her a kick in the legs as she then fell to the ground.

Our teacher nods in the direction of two other girls as they step up in the ring with my first opponent back on her feet.

"Again." She says as the three of them attack me.

...

I wake up still strapped to that table. My body hurts and aches just as I realize it's covered in cuts and bruises. I feel those electrodes still attached to me as I try to relax. I hear footsteps coming my way just before a figure comes out of the dark and it's not Savage.

"The codes."

"What ?"

"Gives us the codes."

"I don't know what you're talking ab-AAAAAAAAAH!!!" I scream in pain as they electrified me before I could finish my sentence. I try to catch my breath as he demands again.

"The codes."

"I swear I don't-AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"