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'These are the things, the things we lost
The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire'
Gideon appeared in the hidden room. Unlike other instances of herself, she had a full holographic body and looked more human. She had hair that was pulled into a ponytail and everything. This was a form she only reserved for those she trusted. It was dressed in a simple dress that glowed a bit darker than the rest of her. She walked to the container that was tilted up in the center of the room. Peering inside she waved her hand over the metal device and stepped back. Holograms of the vitals of who was in there appeared.
Health was optimal.
Mentality was unbroken.
The soul marks were still intact.
It was time.
The Time Masters thought they could manipulate her crew and steal them from her. No...they were hers like she was always told they were. The stories she was given of their pasts and future. They were hers! Her eyes turned back to the container. They were theirs. Time thought him dead. Older, wiser, and with friends who have given advice. This was their plan.
They had realized the Time Masters had veer their course after they had saved the younger Barry from the Reverse-Flash. After that, it was discovered that the Time Masters were the ones who manipulated Eobard's obsession in order to become the Reverse-Flash. It was their fault that other disasters happened. So when she figured out when she would be taken with the mad-man. Gideon was ensured afterwards, she would be returned safely back to her creator. She played her role as programmed. Then...they planned in secret. No one knew what Gideon's new objective was. It was all going according to plan.
Gideon smiled gently as the container began the unlocking process. The fear when they were first introduced to the container, the device that will store him in her womb until it was time, it had made her more observant to those on her ship. For centuries she ensured that where ever her consciousness went that the container was shipped with her. As a sentinel watching over the container, she used her access to the time flies to figure out more things about everything.
Standing closer to the container she looked through the glass at the slumber face. The soul marks were not time marked. So it mattered not if the past, present, or future version met their soul bound...they will activate all the way back through time. It was something that had confused her after she was created and told of the markings. But know she knew. They were time locked and wouldn't activate until those that were bound accepted it.
The door of the container swung open as she stepped back. It was done and the Time Masters will regret thinking time was a play thing. She glanced down at the container that held two outfits that were preserved. One was their beloved one, but the new one...that was specifically tailored to put the fear of god in the Time Masters.
"Initiating the Commander Protocol," She explained when she was sure the person inside the container was conscious enough to understand her. "Give them hell, Scarlet."
Hazel green eyes opened, yellow lightening crackling in them.