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On Tales of the Crook and the Assassin V2, Amydee and @saralxnces both asked to see more of Leonard on the Suicide Squad on what I have chosen to call Earth-6. So I did another thing. Captain Canary is mentioned in it, but it’s not a huge part. There’s some nice Earth-6 Ray Palmer that I’d like to thank @locitarose for conspiring about him with me.
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Leonard Snart was not the type to be rattled easily. He prided himself on keeping a cool head in all manners of situations. This Earth that he was on right now was making that harder. Some things were similar to the one he had come from, but it was also vastly different. The task force he was leading was made up of people worse than he had ever been. Waller believed they could do some real good in the world. Leonard wasn’t sure if they had a choice, given that they had bombs inside them if any of them made one wrong move.
Once he had agreed to work for Amanda Waller, he had received records of all those who were on Task Force X. Some of the people he had heard of, some he hadn’t, and a few he knew personally. Two names stuck out to him. Laurel Lance, known as Black Banshee here, and Dr. Raymond Palmer. The second one surprised him, especially when he got a look at Ray’s rap sheet from the time that he had started his killing spree after the death of his fiancee. This Ray Palmer was much darker, much more sinister than the Ray Palmer that Leonard knew.
In addition to the files of the people of the task force, he did his own research on the people he knew on his Earth. Here, Lisa was a metahuman and a heroine. Mick still had his heat gun, but he operated solo. He’d caused much more carnage and damage on this Earth, and was currently at large. Barry Allen was not the Flash here. Stein and Jax were not Firestorm.
Sara Lance was dead.
It was finding out the woman he was in love with was dead in this world that really rattled him. Her obituary listed her as the Canary, who had been a vigilante of Star City for three years until she was found dead in a back alley and her identity was exposed to the world. Digging a little deeper, Leonard found a series of files that ARGUS had on Sara. There were two field reports dating before her vigilante stint began, showing that she had been with ARGUS before leaving. An autopsy report for her was also on record. She had been killed in injuries sustained from a fall, not arrows. ARGUS had apprehended the killer, Ray Palmer.
When he found this information out, he was midway through an assignment with the task force, who referred to themselves as the Suicide Squad. It didn’t take him long to make a decision of what to do with the information he had received. The killer of Sara’s counterpart was in close proximity to him. There was no hesitation as he approached Ray and pulled him away from where he was verbally sparring with Floyd Lawton.
“What the hell?” the other man snarled as Leonard shoved him against a tree.
“Sara Lance,” Leonard spat.
Ray had no reaction aside from a slight shrug. “So?”
“She was the Canary here, and you killed her.”
The genius snorted, still unfazed. “She had it coming.”
Leonard fixed him with a cold glare. “How?”
Ray’s eyes seemed to darken as he glowered back at Leonard. “When those freaks in hockey masks started attacking the Glades, I was there with my fiancee. We got cornered. I watched as the Canary and her team ran past us . She saw me, looked me right in the eye, and just kept running while they broke Anna’s neck. Those monsters left her at my feet before going off to terrorize others. The Canary didn’t even do anything, and she could have.”
“So you snapped?”
“I saw her for what she really was,” Ray retorted. “Someone hiding behind a mask pretending to care about the people of Star City. Someone who turns a blind eye to people in trouble when something can be done. When I went after her that night to stop her from killing the person who promised to save the city, she put one of her cohort’s arrows in me. I nearly died that night because of her. Only fair that she should die for the pain she caused.”
Hearing Ray talk like this was sickening. This Ray was dark and twisted, hell bent on revenge. Leonard knew that Ray had also lost his fiancee during an attack that had happened in the Glades. Never had he thought of how it could have pushed him over into darkness instead of propelling him to try and make the world a better place.
“So you killed her to fulfill your vendetta?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Ray muttered.
“Because where I’m from, Sara is your friend!” Leonard shouted.
“Here, she was target practice,” the other man snapped. “She wasn’t the only one who needed to pay. There were others too.”
Leonard struggled to find words. “You don’t have to be this way.”
“Actually, I do. I’m a survivor, Snart. I do what I need to do to get by. Maybe one day, you’ll know what that’s like.”
He had said something similar to Ray once a long while ago. Leonard could understand where he might be trying to come from, but he was still enraged that this version of Ray. He had killed Sara. Even though she hadn’t been the Sara he knew and loved, she was still someone who didn’t deserve to die.
“I won’t forget this,” he promised. “Even though I never knew her here, I won’t forgive you for doing this. But Waller has you on the Squad for a reason. She thinks you can do better. There’s a chance you can.”
“Keep telling yourself that,” Ray remarked before he walked past Leonard to the rest of the squad and sat beside Laurel.
That night, Leonard dreamed of Ray killing Sara. In it, he watched her fall off the top of a building down onto the street below. He woke up in a cold sweat before reminding himself that Sara was still alive back where he was from. She was back there, along with everyone else that he knew there. There was a way back to his Earth, and he would find it even if the people at ARGUS couldn’t.
On another Earth, a woman woke up from another nightmare of watching her almost die in a fiery explosion. As she settled back in bed, her hand curled around a deck of cards that belonged to someone she loved and lost.
