DC's Legends of Tomorrow
- TV Show
- Action, Sci-fi
- run date
- Victor Garber, Brandon Routh, Caity Lotz, Arthur Darvill, Dominic Purcell
- The CW
- Current Status
- In Season
Sorry, Mick: No vampires this week, unless you call resurrected, bloodthirsty super-villains vampiric.
Which…I guess you can? Damien Darhk’s look would certainly work for Bram Stoker, but his attitude might need some work. The guy’s an egomaniac with no air of mystery; after all, it takes an elaborate, grandstanding ruse of a ritual just to bring him back to life.
At least it was a fun one, and one that lays the groundwork for some intriguing arcs to come, as every character becomes embroiled in new conflicts with higher stakes. Jax and Stein must figure out a way to separate Firestorm, an incredibly risky move; Zari and Amaya have to work on understanding their totems, one of which has already shown itself capable of overpowering its owner; and everyone else on the team still has a ton of anachronisms to handle, a list that now includes Damien
Darhk’s procedure, in fact, even brings Rip back into the Legends’ orbit this week. When Nate figures out that there’s a pattern to the anachronisms, he directs the team’s attention to an outlier in London 1895 involving a vampire that, he assumes, might be just as important as the previous outlier they visited, during which they met and recruited Zari. The team agrees to go — Mick in particular can’t wait to kill a vampire — and tracks down the pathologist performing an autopsy on the latest victim of vampiric attacks. There, they realize that the man’s somehow gotten his hands on a future watch produced by Ray’s company, and they learn that he snatched it off of a corpse that “fell from the sky,” before burying him in an unmarked grave.
And so the Legends head to the fog-blanketed graveyard, where they discover, much to their chagrin, that the grave’s already been emptied. Well, not quite: Just as they’re about to leave, Rip climbs out of the hole — and he’s desperate for the Legends’ help.
It turns out Rip’s yet again turned his back on his own organization. This time, he’s abandoned the Time Bureau and ventured out on his own to chase an evil named “Mallus,” who he says must be the one behind the outliers. The Time Bureau refused to help him track down a theoretical evil being, and so Rip’s been working on the case alone. Now, he promises the Legends he’ll get the Time Bureau off their tail as long as they help him catch the vampire, which in turn will lead them to Mallus.
The Legends decide to use Nate as bait — he’s “pretty,” as Mick puts it — and they succeed spectacularly when Nate gets kidnapped within five minutes of strolling around in the Victorian dark. He’s taken to a creepy operating room, where’s he’s greeted by
Stein Stein’s great-great-grandfather, an eccentric actor eager to emcee some occult ritual involving the blood moon phenomenon and raising a man from the dead.
When he wakes up, Nate calls Sara and fills in her and the team, helping Rip connect the dots between what Nate sees and what Rip’s learned about Mallus. They realize that Nate must have been taken to the headquarters of a group obsessed with the mystical, and for once, they’re absolutely right.
Everything goes smoothly as Sara and Rip easily dispatch the guards standing at Nate’s door, take out the quack about to inject Nate with poison, and free their teammate. In the main hall, however, Zari, Amaya, and Mick fail to keep their cover. Zari, despite her doubts about the supernatural, gets sucked into a presentation by a mysterious woman who claims she can communicate with the dead. When the woman starts speaking to Zari as if she’s her brother and reveals the fact that Zari ran away when ARGUS arrived, leaving her brother to die, Zari can no longer keep it together. They cause a ruckus before Sara and the rest are finally ready to leave.
It takes a while because, well, they’ve just encountered quite a shock: The corpse in which Nate’s blood was supposed to have been pumped was none other than Damien Dahrk’s. Even Jax and Ray have finally figured it out; after examining the fingerprints left on the watch, they found that one of them belongs to Oliver Queen. Cue a short cameo from Curtis Holt, and voila, case closed, but casket’s open for Damien Darhk. Uh oh.
(Next: Every Rip for himself…)