| Code Name: Shadow | (DC's Legends of Tomorrow)

36: An Unconventional Trade

A foot roughly nudged Meg back to consciousness, and a pair of hands rolled her onto her back. Weary, she opened her eyes, blinking to let her vision focus.

There were at least a dozen people in front of Margaret, separated by a thick sheet of glass. The person who nudged her awake quickly exited the glass cage.

Carefully sitting up, Meg pulled at the thick metal restraints that cuffed around her wrists and onto her hands. As she looked up to see who had kidnapper her, she saw Per Degaton's father, his guards and councilmen, and one person Meg really didn't want to see.

Vandal Savage.

"Long time, no see, Savage." Meg said wearily, cracking the sore joints in her neck. He stepped up to the glass, glaring hard. A smile, though, rested on his immortal face.

"Where's my son?" Degaton asked, ignoring Meg's snide comment to Savage. Raising a brow, she turned her focus to him.

"She won't tell you." Savage said to him. Meg took a step towards the glass, so that she was right in front of Degaton and the tyrant, glaring hard at them.

"Well, I don't know where he is, actually." She replied, "You guys kidnapped me, remember?"

Degaton fumed, his eyes full of worry to his beloved son- who was to become an evil dictator in the near future.

"You will tell me where my son is or so help me-"

"I don't know where your son is." Meg snapped, eyes narrowing, her powers glowed through the restraints with burning anger, "And if I did, do you think I'd tell you?"

Savage seemed to be happy from Margaret's angry outburst, like this was what he wanted from her. Meg clenched her jaw tightly, trying to prevent further outbursts.

"Sir, they will give him back." Savage said, putting a hand on Degaton's shoulder. Shooting a look to him, Meg stepped closer to the glass until she could feel the coolness of the cage wall against her bound fingertips.

"How do you know?"

"Because we have her."

A smiled reached Meg's lips, "That doesn't matter. They know I wouldn't let them throw away this chance ."

Degaton stared at her, his furious brows furrowed.

"Chance?"

Savage jut in, "Sir, she's lying to you."

"And how would you know that?"

"Because, I know Miss Grace."

Meg pulled on her restraints, letting her powers try to bust the locks open. A numbness, empty feeling washed over her insides, her glare darker. She pressed her forehead against the glass as she tried to get through with her Metahuman abilities.

"You don't know me." Her words were low and threatening, and with each words she banged her bounded fists against the glass- light sparks bursting from her palms with each bang.

Savage opened Meg's cage, and walked into the glass room. He had his hands in his pockets, his usual glare plastered on his face. Meg gulped down her fear, narrowing her eyes. She couldn't let him get into her head again.

"I know you more than you think, Maggie." He growled, advancing on her. Meg backed up, eyes wide, "You tell me where the ship is. Mr. Hunter wouldn't kill a person... Per Degaton is still alive."

"No." Was her response, watching as he approached.

He turned to the guards surrounding Degaton, motioning for them to leave, "Let me deal with her. We will have your son within two hours."