Summary: Set after S3E1. After Barry reverses Flashpoint he loses his speed. Wally West has taken up being the Scarlet Speedster, Iris and Barry are not a thing, the whole Savitar thing doesn't happen, Jesse and her father stayed with the team, and with the loss of his abilities Barry decided to go down a darker path.

Barry

(CCPD)

"I'm sorry sir but I just can't continue to work here… it feels wrong." Barry said.

"Barry, come on I get it. We all have some rough times, but that's no reason to leave!" Captain Singh insisted.

"Sir, I truly am sorry, but my decision is final." he said hoping the captain would just let it go.

"Alright Allen, but remember you'll always have a place here if you want it."

"Thank you." Barry said before quickly turning to leave. He was so tired of this place. He couldn't stand watching the crime in the city without having anyway to help. The team had tried to include him, but his skills were clearly redundant and lesser than that of such minds as Caitlin and Cisco. Wally and Jesse had everything in the field under control. He wouldn't be that way forever though… he was going to fight crime again no matter what.

These were the thoughts that consumed him as he boarded a plane to the one place he knew he could hone his skills… Gotham.

3 Years Later

Oliver

(Star City)

"Overwatch, how many are we dealing with?" Oliver said into his earpiece. They were trying to stop a group of thieves who had stolen valuable intel from A.R.G.U.S and had traced the, to this warehouse.

"I've spotted seven on the outside, but it's impossible to know how many are within." Overwatch replied.

"Alright, everyone move out!" he said jumping down onto one of the thieves. The man didn't know what was happening and was soon unconscious. Oliver moving quickly took out to other men using arrows and a third by hitting him in the throat with his bow. Wild Dog, Spartan, and Black Canary quickly took out the three remaining men and all met with Oliver at the front door.

"We don't know what to expect in there, but be ready for anything!" Oliver barked.

They moved into the warehouse expecting a fight, but to Oliver's shock they found twelve men sprawled out across the floor. They all had guns and were clearly part of the same group they had fought outside. Who had done this? These thoughts were soon interrupted from a scream upstairs.

Rushing upstairs Oliver entered into what looked to be the leaders office. It was lavishly decorated with many of the stolen goods they were trying to retrieve and in the center he found the source of the noise.

There in a wooden chair sat James Morrison, the thieves leader, screaming as a mysterious cloaked figure pressed a dagger to his throat. The figure wore a completely black robe. The hood was up and his back was turned so Oliver couldn't make out a face. In his right hand he was holding a metal staff, in the left was the dagger, and Oliver could see that the figures belt was stocked with many vials of various colors and sizes. Oliver was intrigued, but he had to stop this person before he killed the thief leader.

Luckily the cloaked person hadn't seemed to notice Oliver and the others enter. He was to busy torturing the thief in front of him.

"Where is it!" The cloak figure roared suddenly/

"I-I-I don't kno-w w-hat your talking about!" Morrison stammered.

"Don't lie to me!" The figure replied pressing his blade deeper.

Oliver decided enough was enough and drew an arrow releasing it towards the figures left shoulder. To his horror the arrow bounced off, but not without alerting the cloaked man. The figure turned and Oliver could finally see his front. He wore a black mask which had dark eyes and a cone coming down and looked to be like that of a plague doctor. (Think the Dr. Alchemy Mask, but Completely Black) His chest looked armored showed off his chiseled features quite well. He also wore two chest straps that crossed in an X across his middle, and on them more vials could be seen.

"Ah yes… the Green Arrow." The figure drawled in a deep disguised voice.

"Who are you?" Oliver asked.

"The future." the figure answered throwing down a smoke bomb which quickly filled the room. Chaos erupted as everyone tried to see what was happening

By the time the smoke cleared the figure and the thief leader were gone.

(Arrow Cave)

The stolen goods had been returned easily enough, but there was one item still missing from the stash. The entire reason they had even gone out on this mission was not there! The A.R.G.U.S. Blackfire gun prototype specs. The specs were held on a thumb drive, but it wasn't found anywhere in the warehouse. The cloak figure must have it or was close to having it. Who was he? Oliver just couldn't get him out of his head.

"Felicity, do we know anything more about the cloaked figure we faced?" He asked. They needed to get the specs back as soon as possible.

"I hacked into multiple security systems but there was no sign of him leaving or entering the warehouse. This guy's a ghost."

"Okay, but keep looking. If those specs fall into the wrong hands who knows what will happen."

"Alright, I'm on it."

With nothing left he could do, Oliver sighed and decided to leave and go home to William.

Barry

He walked away from where he left the limp body of James Morrison. He pulled out his phone dialing the number he now knew so well. It rang for a short time before the person on the other end finally picked up.

"I know where the specs are, Central City." Barry said

"Alright, I'll meet you there." responded the familiar voice.

Barry quickly hung up and walked off. There was work to be done and it was something that had to be done quickly.

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