The past, South Dakota in the year 1871
The Waverider materialised in the Old West, cloaking itself after landing.
"We have arrived," Rip said, as he powered down the time drive, "our first stop."
Twilight was about say something but was cut short, as she threw up over the floor.
"Ah," Rip said, "I forgot to mention some of the side effects of time travel include: nausea....."
Rip was about to list the rest of the side effects, but was interrupted by Fluttershy as she began to loose her balance and fall over.
"Vertigo," he continued.
"I'm blind! I can't see!" Rarity cried, "this is THE. WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!"
"Temporary blindness," Rip carried on, "don't worry it will fade."
"What did you say?" Rainbow Dash asked, cupping a hand to her ear, "I can't hear you."
"Temporary deafness," Rip continued.
Applejack opened her mouth, but all that came out was a jumble of gibberish.
"And linguistic disorientation," Rip finished.
"So where are we?" Fluttershy asked, as she recovered from the vertigo.
"I think a better question to ask," Twilight said, as she struggled to hold back her nausea, "is when are we?"
"We have arrived in South Dakota, 1871," Gideon answered.
"You mean we're in the Old West?" Gwenpool asked.
"This is awesome!" Rainbow Dash declared, her deafness had by now worn off.
"So," Rip said, "now that we're here, we should work out a plan before we go rushing in guns blazing."
"Right," Sunset nodded.
"This time period," Rip explained, "along with three others are the only periods Kang and his forces haven't got to yet."
"So, we should split into teams of two," Sunset continued, "that way we can cover more ground."
"Then which one of us should head into the time period we're in now?" Twilight asked.
"I believe that Miss Applejack would best suited for this mission," Rip replied.
"Darn tootin'" Applejack smiled, "Gwenpools coming with me."
With that the two turned to leave the ship.
"I think it might be best if you put on something a little more appropriate," Rip said, before the two could leave the bridge.
"Good point," Gwenpool nodded.
"The ship can make what you need," Rip added, "stop by the Fabrication room before you leave."
With that, Applejack and Gwenpool left the bridge.
Moments later, the two reappeared, wearing old western attire, complete to spurs on their boots.
Gwenpool was sporting a pink Stetson, pink cowboy boots and a poncho.
While Applejack, still wearing her treasured hat, was sporting a western shirt, coat, and trousers.
"How we look?" Applejack asked.
"Fabulous," Rarity answered.
"Then we're ready," Gwenpool smiled.
"I cannot emphasise how important it is that you succeed, at saving the heroes of this period," Rip said, grimly, "because if you don't, this is the world you will return too."
On the central console, an image of desolate and lifeless earth appeared.
"The earth will be decimated by a war between Darkseid, Thanos, Apocalypse and Kang," Rip explained, "the earth's population is all but wiped out, mutants, Inhumans and meta humans are ether killed, enslaved or turned into Darkseid's servents."
"Thats not going to stand," Sunset said.
"In that case," Applejack smiled, "we've got a future save, I say we go save it."
"One more thing," Rip added.
He handed the two small watch-like devices.
"What are these?" Gwenpool asked.
"Once you've succeed," Rip Explained, "activate these recall devices and you'll be transported back to the Waverider."
"Ok," Applejack nodded, as she and Gwenpool took the devices, "we're ready."
With that, Applejack and Gwenpool exited the Waverider.
The ship taking off to its next destination.
The future, New York in the year 2069.
The Waverider touched down in the futuristic city of New York.
"Welcome to the future," Rip announced.
"The year 2069, to be precise," Gideon added.
"2069," Twilight repeated, "we're in 2069."
"Twilight," Sunset said, as her friend began to hyper ventilate, "breath."
"This one of two futures that hasn't been effected by Kang's time meddling," Rip stated, "yet."
"In this time period, much has changed since your time," Gideon explained, "the heroes of this period you will have to save are the Justice Force Beyond."
"I'll go," Twilight perked up, "we're in the future, how could I pass up an opportunity like this?"
"I guess I have to come too," Sunset smiled, "someone has to keep an eye on you."
With that, Twilight and Sunset head for the Fabrication room.
"I can't wait to see what the fashion of the future is like," Rarity squealed.
A moment later, Twilight and Sunset returned, wearing exactly the same clothes just darker and recall devices on their wrists.
"Well," Rarity commented, sadly, "that's anti-climatic."
London, 1889
"Our second to last stop," Rip said.
"Welcome 1889s London," Gideon added.
"Sounds like a mission for you Miss Rarity," Rip smiled.
"You are most certainly right," Rarity nodded, "if history lessons have taught me anything is that the fashion of this period is simply divine."
Rarity, still we an excited look on her face, hurried out of the room, after which she returned wearing a detective style outfit.
"Well, what do you think?" Rarity asked, "I modelled it after the adventures of Shadow Spade."
"I don't think thats quiet an appropriate outfit for this time period," Rip replied.
"You might want to select something little more form fitting for this mission," Gideon added.
Grumbling slightly, Rarity left the bridge.
She returned, moments later, Rarity reappeared this time wearing a slightly more accurate outfit.
"Much better," Rip nodded.
"Its not quiet, what I had in mind," Rarity said, looking down at the outfit, "but I suppose it will have to do."
"I think that you and Fluttershy will be perfect for this mission," Rip continued.
"Oh, OK," Fluttershy replied.
Smiling Rarity led Fluttershy out of the bridge to the Fabrication room.
The 31st century.
"Welcome to the 31st century," Rip declared, "home of the Legion of Superheroes."
"At this point and time," Gideon explained, "humanity has become closed off and repressive, society thinks that physical contact of any kind is unsettling, the heroes of this time have taken it upon themselves to remind the population of the values of love, tolerance and friendship that you and your friends embodied through your actions and music."
"Sounds like a mission for someone as awesome as me," Rainbow Dash smiled.
"Count me in too," Pinkie nodded, "someone got to remind the people of the 31st century how to party."
Without another word, both Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash headed for the Fabrication room.
Moments later, the two returned to the bridge.
"Alright," Rainbow Dash said, "we're ready."
"But your not wearing anything different," Rip sputtered, "your wearing exactly the same clothes you were wearing when you left the bridge?!"
"Yeah," Rainbow Dash replied, "I wouldn't be caught dead wearing any of the clothes the Fabrication room made for us."
"Well," Rip said, reluctantly, "I suppose I can let this slide, just this once."
"Yay," Pinkie smiled.
With that, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, after collecting the recall devices from Rip, dashed out of the Waverider.
"Do you think they'll succeed, Captain Hunter?" Gideon asked, once the last of the girls had left the ship.
"They have to Gideon," Rip answered, "otherwise, Kang wins and all hope is lost."
Kang the Conquer's ship, Damocles.
"So it has begun," Kang smirked.