***
"Nineteen minutes until event horizon," Mon-El turned to where everyone was working. "We gotta figure this out."
"Maybe we can bend the signal, like around the star somehow?" Winn scratched the back of his head.
"With what, willpower?" Querl scoffed. "No. We need to boost a strong enough signal to go through the star."
"Yes, but – "
Querl jumped up, looking excited. "You have nuclear power, correct?"
"Yes, we do," J'onn nodded.
"We could use a cold-fusion optical transceiver to harness the – " Querl began.
"Whoa!" Ray's head shot up as he looked away from his computer, eyes wide. "You guys have cold fusion on this Earth?!"
"No, we don't," Winn shook his head. "Or not apparently."
Slade raised an eyebrow, looking at Oliver, who shook his head and held up his hands. "No idea what they're talking about."
Ray whistled, grinning giddily. "I want to see the future on this Earth where they have that."
"Uh, OK, maybe if we ever get the over here," Nate nodded. "Or maybe when we don't have to worry about our captain and teammates crashing into a star!"
"Right," Ray cleared his throat.
"We have to think inside the box and use the technology we have," J'onn nodded as Lily moved to another computer to help.
"Oh," Querl raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, OK, the technology we have. Eureka! I've got it!" he called sarcastically, making Mon-El sigh and shake his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. "An empty bottle! We'll write the instructions on paper and we'll launch it into space. It will only take 12,234 years to arrive."
"Brainy," Mon-El groaned.
But Winn's eyes lit up with inspiration. "Message in a bottle," he whispered, running to the computer Querl abandoned.
"You got something?" Oliver walked over.
"Voyager," Winn nodded.
"Wait, what?" Querl blinked, walking over to look behind him. "What is that?"
"Voyager 1 and 2, they're space probes from the '70s," Oliver answered, making everyone blink and look at him. "How did know that and you didn't?" he frowned at Querl.
"Yeah, I agree with Oliver, how?" Malcolm frowned at Querl.
"The point is, they carry a record of peace from the people of Earth," Nate said. "Ergo, a message in a bottle."
"Wait a minute," Lily's eyes bugged open as Winn pulled up schematics of the Voyagers. "Bounce the signal just right, it can get to the ship!"
"That one!" Ray pointed.
"Voyager 2," Winn nodded. "That's it!"
"And the signal will get there?" Jax asked.
"Yeah," Winn grinned.
"Do it," J'onn ordered. "Do it fast. Good work, Agent Schott," he clapped Winn on the shoulder. "Thank you for helping, Dr. Palmer, Dr. Stein."
The two Legends nodded, and Oliver smiled at Winn. "Nice job."
"Winn, thank you," Mon-El nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, and you got it," Winn beamed, answering both of them.
***
"Oh, what I wouldn't do to have Gideon," Zari seethed, passing Imra another tool for her to use, both crouched to work on the consoles.
"Maybe you should work faster," Psi scowled down at them.
"Maybe you should make yourself useful and hand me that spanner wrench," Imra raised an eyebrow, pointing to a tool away from her and Zari.
Psi raised an eyebrow, but a dark hiss caught her attention. She looked up and away, towards the windows, then narrowed her eyes, walking that way. "Sing a song of sixpence, a pocketful of rye . . . "
"It's no good," Imra sighed in frustration, sitting back. "I can't get a strong enough signal to reach planet Earth."
"Four and twenty naughty boys baked into a pie."
Zari frowned, looking up at her. "Hey, going on about nursery rhymes isn't helping."
Psi just kept walking, her skin reflecting the blue light. "The maid was in the garden, hanging up the clothes . . . when lowly came a blackbird and pecked off her nose."
Imra froze, then scrambled to her feet, running up after Psi. When she reached her side, she could see the sleek ship landing inside Fort Rozz. "It's Reign," she swallowed. "She's here."
"Say what?" Zari demanded, dropping the tool she was holding.
***
"Kara Zor-El." Kara walked down the corridor, and the black-cloaked figure at the end turned to face her. "Daughter of Alura."
Kara swallowed. "Jindah Kol Rozz?"
"You know I am," she snapped. "And yet you ask. Uncertainty will be your doom, not green stone."
"I came to ask – " Kara began.
"I know why you came," Rozz interrupted. "The Phantom Zone dampened my powers, not the Sight. Misery of your mother's design, but you'll be with her soon."
"Can you tell me about Reign?"
She scoffed. "She will destroy you."
"I've heard otherwise," Kara deadpanned.
"You know nothing of the nature of destruction. You are a child living in light, but there is darkness in all things, in every soul you know. Who will it take?"
"No one, if I have anything to say about it," Kara answered determinedly.
Rozz smirked, walking up to her. "You fly too close to the sun. I have languished in pain for time beyond reason because of you, the Children of Light. But your pretty skin will soon be brittle scales in hellfire when the others awake and unite beneath the standard of Reign."
Kara balked. "What do you mean,
"Worldkillers," Rozz grinned. "The power, the pestilence, the purity."
Footsteps approached from behind, and Kara turned, hoping to see one of her friends, but froze when she saw who it really was. "Priestess," Reign locked eyes on Rozz.
Rozz gasped in shock, stepping past Kara. "My child! You've come! At last, our time is upon us. Deliver me from this prison, and we will bring anguish upon our enemies!"
She turned to smirk victoriously at Kara, but a glowing circle appeared in her chest, and she gasped, collapsing on the ground. As Kara ran to help her, Reign's eyes stopped glowing, and after Kara checked Rozz and found her dead, she looked up at the Worldkiller, eyes wide. "How do you have your powers here?"