Poison Arrow

Chapter One

Felicity has been up ALL night! She has been tracking down names and sending the data over to Oliver's phone. Oliver has been on one of his moody streaks, so she knew better than to complain. After each download she watched Oliver and who he was huntings red dot move across the screen. She also kept track of the police departments near by. All of this, by simply activating everyones cell phone. The job was easy but staying up was the hard part. Felicity became blurry eyed and took a gulp of her coffee hopping to clear her head. Only to cause her to hear a buzzing. Oliver called her...great.

"Yes Oliver" Felicity said hoping he caught her annoyance.

"If you want Felicity, you can leave, the door is always open!" Her annoyance had been noted.

"Well, sorry Oliver but not everyone is like Superman,...not that you are like Superman, I mean you could be your strong and fast and..."

"Felicity! Back on track, PLEASE!" Oliver cut her off.

"Sure thing" She said grateful for being saved of backing herself farther into a corner"

" So you are...(click,click,click) at the corner of West and Main, so our next guy is... O my god!" Felicity jumps out of her chair.

"Felicity! What is it!"

"That's impossible!"Felicity whispered.

"Felicity! Calm down! Talk to me!" Oliver said calmly.

"OLIVER! He's here!" Felicity whimpers.

after a moment of silence Oliver replys.

"listen to me Felicity! I'm on my way ok just KEEP talking to me!" Oliver said urgently as he bolted toward the club. Only to realize he was miles away. To be sure he had backup, he called Diggle hoping he was closer to Felicity. Only to remember Diggle had left with Carly on vacation.

"Oliver" She whispered

Oliver began to run as fast as he could, he would make it to Felicity. Even if it killed him.

Felicity was hiding under the computer desk with Diggles gun close at hand. Even though she would never use it she felt better having it close by. Suddenly, Felicity heard a bang, he had broke into the lair. On the other end of the phone line Felicity heard Oliver's breathing increase.

"Felicity! Stay where you are! Do NOT leave the club! Okay! I'm almost there!" Oliver said, a hint of worry in his voice. Felicity wished her mind would simply quite working. She wished she could believe Oliver but even he wasn't that fast of a runner, he still had to be at least 5 miles away.

Oliver was now 5 miles away! The only thing that kept him running was the thought of Malcom Merlyn alone with Felicity. It was enough to make him scream.

Felicity curled up as small into a ball as the desk would allow. She could hear the squeak if the dark archers boots on the hard floor.

Oliver was only 3 miles away but slowing down. He had run a total of 10 miles in 20 minutes. He only had to turn down the next street, then he would have 2 miles left.

The archer was so close Felicity she could hear his breathing. Knowing he knew where she was she closed her eyes and prayed Oliver would be there soon.

Oliver had been able to fly down the street to the point where he was a few feet from the club. What he heard next stopped him in his tracks. Felicity's scream tore through him like the blade of a knife.

He grabbed Felicity by her ponytail and yanked her out of hiding. Then through her across the room where she hit her head and her vision became fuzzy.

Oliver burst through the main entrance of the club and saw that the doors to the lair were now in splinters. He heard another scream that made his knees shake.

Felicity had been on the reciving end of a kick to the gut. Her insides turned and she felt faint. Malcom kicked her again breaking one of her ribs. Her eyes prickled with tears and she felt herself being dragged up by rough hands.

Oliver burst through in time to see Felicity with an black arrow held to her neck.

"Let her go!" Oliver growled. Malcom merely smirked and pushed the arrow against her neck, little drops of blood fell. Felicity made a half moaning whimper sound.

"Come any closer and ill slit her throat!"malcom warned. Oliver stopped in his tracks.

"Now! Lower your weapon!" Malcolm ordered. Felicity gave Oliver a horrified look and and shook her head no. Only to receive the blade of the arrow move up cutting her neck and across her cheek. She saw Oliver's face change from enraged to something Felicity could not describe. It was a mixture of worry and pain.

"If you please!" Malcom mocked. Oliver's deadly glare returned.

"Only if you release her!"

"As soon as you drop your weapons I will release her"

"On three!" Oliver agreed.

"One!" Malcom began

"Two!" Oliver countered

"Three!" They bellowed together.

Felicity was roughly pushed towards Oliver as his bow and arrows were slid to the other side of the floor.
Oliver wrapped Felicity into his arms only to shove her between him and the wall shielding her from view. Or range. Malcolm stood with his bow drawn and was ready to shoot. Looking closely out From under Oliver's arm, Felicity saw the arrow was dipped in a green liquid...poison.

"Goodbye Oliver." Malcom said

"No!" Felicity quickly (taking Oliver by surprise) pushed him so he was out of the line of fire. She took the arrow for him.

"FELICITY!" Oliver cried. Felicity's knees buckled and she crumpled.