A/N: Hello all I'm a big fan of Arrow and of DC Comics so I decided to play in this universe and wrote up a story. As usual my story has an OC , but I've also added not only characters from Arrow, but some others from DC Comics that I think would fit in with the tone of the show. Now of course I don't own any Characters in Arrow or DC comics I just like to play with them from time to time. The only character that's from my own head is the main character of this story. Ok boring stuff out of the way let's get started. Hope you guys enjoy! =)


"Please," she whispered brokenly. "Please just let me go."

With a gleeful look in his eyes he slowly used the knife in his hand to cut away her blouse.

"You should be happy…your number 23," he said silkily as he dragged his finger down her cheek. "I'm gonna tattoo your name right here," a maniacal gleam in his eyes as he pointed to a spot on his forearm.

Emily began to tremble uncontrollably, her fear causing tears to run down her cheeks. She was chained down to the floor, her wrists already bleeding from trying to get free.

"Someone help me!" her utter terror causing her voice to crack.

"Scream all you want, It only makes it all the sweeter," the twisted smile on his face causing her tears to stream down her cheeks.

He leaned in close near her neck inhaling deeply, "You smell so good."

His proximity to her made Emily unable to hold back her trembling. She closed her eyes and prayed to every deity she could think of when she suddenly felt her attacker's neck snap back as if his head was pulled up away from her. She opened her eyes to see her rapist being dragged kicking and screaming by his hair into the shadows of the warehouse he had imprisoned her in.

"No ….please!" he cried out.

"And how many women's cries for mercy did you let fall on deaf ears," Emily heard out of the darkness before she heard a blood curdling scream then silence.

Her eyes opened wide in fear and the tremors started all over again as a masked black figure stepped out of the shadows brandishing a short sword.

"Stay away from me!"

"Be still," his deep eerie voice did nothing to ease her terror.

Emily closed her eyes and turned her head away before feeling the ties around her wrists loosen. She opened her eyes to see her rescuer walking away while sheathing his sword in its scabbard that was situated diagonally on his lower back.

"Thank you," relief making her voice come out in a whisper.

The figure paused, looked over his shoulder and gave her a nod before disappearing into the shadows. Seconds later the police burst in guns drawn. Detective Hall took one look at her and called out, "We need EMS in here now." she cradled the young woman in her arms as Emily's body convilsed with sobs.

"Looks like we need the coroner here too," said a younger officer. "Looks like the hood is back to his old game plan of dropping bodies."

Hall glanced over at the dead rapist and instantly knew that this was not the work of the Arrow.

"Those look like wounds from a sword not arrows rookie," replied Hall with a twisting of her gut. After her rehab in Coast City she had worked hard to earn her SCPD shield back. She hadn't been here for her hometown when it had gone through Armaggedon and she was determined to do her part to try and save this city from all the whackos.

-Arrow-

Roy stood on the rooftop across the street watching the scene unfold. He and Oliver had been on the trail of this serial rapist for the past several days with no luck being able to bring him in. It had barely been 3 months since Slade's attempt to destroy Starling city. The police and emergency response units were stretched thin and it seemed like Starling was having a harder time recovering from this last disaster as it did the undertaking.

How did the cops find this guy so quickly when we haven't had a solid lead to go on, thought Roy.

Out of the corner of his eye Roy spotted a figure making his way away from the scene via the rooftops.

"Heads up guys, I've got an unknown figure making an exit from the scene and I'm in pursuit," said Roy into his earpiece.

"Roy just keep an eye on him do not engage," replied Oliver.

Screw that, thought Roy. "Sorry I couldn't make that out. I'm gaining on this guy so don't worry I'll leave him gift wrapped for the cops."

Oliver's irritation come through clearly over the link, "Roy Damn it Do not engage him alone! Digg is 5 minutes out wait for backup. Do you hear me? Wait for..."

Roy disengaged his ear piece as he took off after his quarry. He knew Oliver meant well, but he was tired of everyone on the team babying him. Yes he'd been a wreck when Thea left, but thankfully with a new mission to focus own he had found his way out of his depression. After the chaos of Slade's army tearing the city apart, many of Starling's citizens began taking to the streets trying to take justice into their own hands. Roy understood in a way, he got that people felt helpless during the attempted take over and wanted to feel like they could do something. However some of the people began going too far and dressing up in various costumes trying to emulate the Starling City vigilante.

In the last few months the team had spent a good portion of their time locking up nut jobs who thought that they could do what he and Oliver do. Most of the time they ended up having to save these idiots who would get themselves in over their heads. Now he knew what Oliver must have felt back when he was stupidly taking on crooks with no training, but it was different now. He had faced his demons overcoming the Mirakuru and taking on Slade's henchmen. He had been trained by the best and he could handle some poor slob who mistakenly thought he was helping by taking on more than he could chew. He landed behind the figure dressed in black. He rolled as he simultaneously drew his bow and engaged his vocal distortion device.

"Freeze! Turn around slowly with your hands up," yelled Roy.

The black garbed figure turned slowly one hand on the hilt of his sword at the small of his back, "Isn't it past your bed time kid."

He's using a similar vocal distortion device. This guy may not be some amateur, thought Roy. "We'll see who's going to go to sleep in the next few minutes," he growled.

"Little boys shouldn't play with sharp objects," taunted the stranger.

Cocky bastard, thought Roy as he released his arrow aiming to wound his adversary. In an instant Roy saw a flash of something metallic and heard his arrow fall to the ground.

Standing before him the black clad figure was poised in a fighting stance with his short Japanese Kodachi sword held in a reverse grip.

Who the hell is this guy, thought Roy. "Stand down or I'll put you down!" yelled Roy.

"I don't thinks so," replied his adversary.

Again Roy strung up an arrow letting it loose, his opponent moved like a shadow easily rolling under the shot using the momentum to stand up and throw a thrusting kick towards Roy's midsection. Roy blocked using his bow and countered with a straight punch, but it was as if his adversary knew it was coming as he easily parried the blow with his weaponless hand and redirected it first downward then using the hilt of his sword to lock Roy in a standing arm bar. With Roy bent over and temporarily immobilized the stranger delivered a vicious knee to his face before using his lock to simultaneously disarm Roy of his bow and toss him to the ground. Roy rolled with the throw while grabbing a handful of flechettes from his wrist guard and tossing them towards his opponent. Again the stranger used his sword to expertly slice the thrown darts as he advanced on Roy. He sheathed his sword as he closed the distance and preceded to deliver a variety of punishing blows to Roy. Roy couldn't believe it, every time he attempted to attack the guy dodged or countered.

Just who the hell is this guy, was the last coherent thought Roy had before a back fist landed on the back of his neck knocking him unconscious.

The stranger leaned down to check the younger man for a pulse. Seeing that he was okay he placed the young mans bow near him and turned to see Digg burst through the rooftop access door gun drawn.

"Don't move," yelled Digg.

The black clad figure ran full sprint to the building's ledge all the while dodging gun fire from Digg. Without any hesitation he lept off the rooftop with Digg hot on his heels. Diggle managed to run to the roof edge just in time to see the mysterious figure use a grapnel gun to swing away.

"Damn, this guy's good," whispered Digg.

-Arrow-

On a rooftop a block away the masked man stared down at the streets of Starling City's Glades district.

Another city hell bent on destroying itself, he thought.

Taking one last look at the cityscape the masked man used the fire escape to reach his Bike in the alley below. That had been too damn close, above all else he knew had to avoid Robin Hood and his band of merry men. As far as he knew Queen and Waller still kept in contact and he needed to avoid Amanda Waller and ARGUS like the plague until everything had been set. Because there was no way in hell he was ever going let them take him back there.

I'd rather die first then let that bitch get her hooks into me again, he thought as he shook his head to fight off the painful memories. He just had to draw out Waller's financial backer and then maybe he could finally be free of the craziness that had been his life for the last 8 years.

Better head home and grab some shut eye, I've got to start my new day job.

-Arrow-

"Director Waller, we've just got a hit in Starling City."

Waller turned her cool gaze on the young analyst, "Show me."

The fresh faced young man who barely looked old enough to be out of college pulled up the Starling city police report, "Right here Ma'm, the police report has a similar M.O. as what we've been tracking and witness statements match those we found in Basin City, Coast City, and Bludhaven. A masked man dressed in black saved a would be rape victim."

"I've finally found you, and this time you won't get away," her whispered tone and cruel smile left the tech feeling like someone walked over his grave.

"Get me a direct line to Mr. Savage and have him meet me in my office, then I need a tactical unit dispatched to Starling City Immediately. I want them on the ground and on the hunt in less than 12 hours. Also get in touch with Oliver Queen, we may be able to use him to help capture our quarry," Waller snapped her orders out like a drill sergeant as she walked out of the Ops Center and toward her office.

As she reached the doors she took a deep breath to steady herself. There were very few people who could actually frighten Amanda Waller, but on the other side of this door was the person she feared the most.

"I trust this isn't another wild goose chase Amanda," the handsome man in a tailored Saville Row suit turned and eyed her with a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were flat and cold. It took all of her self control not to buckle under the weight of his stare.

"I'm sure of it this time Vandal. He's in Starling City and we're closing in on him as we speak," she said.

Vandal Savage strolled out of Amanda's with his parting words hanging like a pall in the air, "Good and this time make sure he doesn't escape. Eight years I've had to wait to implement my plans because of your incompetence the first time. I will not be so forgiving should you repeat your errors"

Once the doors to her office were closed Amanda released the breath she didn't realize she had been holding.


A/N: Hope you guys like it. I'm going to try and update as often as possible with this story. Please dont forget to review. All constructive criticism is welcome.