Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me sadly they belong to the creators of Arrow, Buffy the vampire slayer and The Flash

Author's notes: This story is set after the end of Angel season five, Buffy seson 7 and during Arrow Season two. This story will also feature characters from The Flash but I am no sure which season yet. Also the origins of Arrow and the events are going to massively change.

True Identity

Chapter One: Old friends, New faces

Felicity Smoak sat at her computer screen, tears rolling down her soft cheeks. Her reputation as Overwatch; the person who could hack into basically any system in the world was impeccable. Not only that, she was also known for her guts and nerves of steel, some people thought. Whilst not being very good in a physical battle against the criminal masterminds of Starling City, Felicity clung to her nerves of steel and her ability to be the one to make the tough calls if Oliver and Diggle were in too deep. Or a quick reality slap as she would call it.

But now that resolve and guts was melting away. Melting away as she watched the CCTV camera. The footage was colourless and grainy but she still recognised the figure chained to the wall. Well truth be told, everything about him, his attitude, his clothes, dammit even his hair had changed! The only thing that hadn't changed about that man was his hansome, yet sallow face. Sure it looked a bit more worn than the last time she had seen him but it was still the same.

She wasn't even sure if he was the same person anymore. Despite that fact, Felicity was still furious with Oliver. Absolutely raging.

She carried on watching the CCTV. Watching the man who she once knew so well come round. He looked puzzled at first but then he jumped up, chains jangling. His leather boots marched towards the bars of his prison and he thrust his wrist straight at the bars trying to set himself free. Hadn't he already been chained up enough in his life? Gone through enough torture? Someone obviously thought different? He thrust his wrist at the bars once more. He felt weak, hot, dizzy. This was not right. He placed his hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat pounding in his chest. Swat was soaking through him. Lips became dry and a rumble in his stomach. One that he remembered from a long time ago was evidently present.

He was not right. Something had happened to him. Back then. He wasn't sure what exactly. Ok, that was a lie. He was ninety percent sure what had gone on here but didn't want to admit it. Was it that Lizequse necklace he wore that day? Was it when he spent the longest time being tortured by what can only be described as one of the most disgusting creatures he had ever come across? Did that said creature put a mojo on him? He didn't know. All he did know was that he hated it. The thought of the ones he left behind that day did come to him. However, he hated this. Hated the fact that he had been through so much and it still wasn't over. Hated the fact that he was once a weak man turned powerful and now was as weak as a kitten. He screamed at the empty space.

Felicity winced.

Why are the two people he had and still does consider his friends letting some maniac chain him up to a wall?

He once again tried to break free but it was useless.

"Bloody hell!" he roared.

The man began to pace back and forth as much as he could in his cell. Leather clad arms folded.

"Felicity! I know you're watching me! This is soddin' ridiculous!" the British voice clung to her ears.

He carried on ranting and babbling. In the end, Felicity had to turn the screen off.

The door opened and in walked Oliver and Diggle. They could both see the fury and pain in her eyes.

"How could you do that, Oliver?!" Felicity started, turning her gaze to Diggle.

"And how could you let him!"

Diggle folded his arms, whilst Oliver took a step closer to Felicity. She took a step back.

"No…don't you dare…you hit him with a tranquilizer! Why would you do that? You don't even know who he is!"

"You don't even know who he is, Felicity…not anymore. Hell I don't even know who he is anymore," Diggle interjected.

Blue eyes darted straight back at him.

"Considering the circumstances and what had happened to him with Barry, don't you think that changes a person? I see that he has changed, Diggle! I'm not completely blind…That man in there is still our friend or have you forgotten that? Have you forgotten EVERYTHING that man in that cell has ever done for us? For you? For YOUR family?" she asked, raising a smooth brow.

The former personal security guard of Oliver Queen sighed.

"Of course I haven't. If it wasn't for him not one of us would be standing here…but-"

"He came out of this weird necklace and started going berserk on you. What else was I supposed to do?!" Oliver interrupted, walking toward the door of his secret cell.

"And isn't it usually me acting all secretive? Yet the two people who stand by my side are obviously not telling me the truth about this guy!"

"We will, Oliver. But right now don't you think we need to get to the bottom of how he got here?" Diggle questioned.

Oliver nodded in agreement. His hand rose to the door handle. As he was about to open the door, Felicity came rushing towards him and slammed the door shut.

"No, Oliver!"

"What the hell, Felicity! Why can't I go and question him? Why can't I ask him what this thing does?" he ranted, waving the shining diamond necklace.

She pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

"Because he doesn't know you…he knows me and John. So he is more than likely going to open up to us," Felicity started.

"Besides, don't you think you've done enough damage for one day?"

With that, she opened the door and walked down a set of stairs. Diggle grabbed a bottle of water and quickly followed her.

Felicity now stood the opposite side of the man's cell. He was slumped against the wall. His chest was still rising and falling. He was awake, fiddling with the chains. She fought the urge to go and open the door but knew that wasn't a good idea. Not yet. Not until she was certain he wasn't going to go mental on her again. Or he would end up getting sedated again.

"Nice of you to visit," his broken, British voice echoed.

She gulped back the tears.

"Don't be like that…we're friends," Felicity whispered.

"Friends? Friends wouldn't bloody do this to one another! And be like what? Snarky? Mad? Downright bloody pissed off?" he asked as he rose to his feet.

He kept his back turned from his former friend.

"You let pretty boy hit me with an arrow and chain me up!"

"We know…and we're sorry," Diggle started.

He took his place next to Felicity.

"You went all homicidal maniac on us what were we supposed to do?"

"What were you supposed to do, Dig? Oh well, I don't know, tell that little prick to do one for a starters! Who the hell does he think he is anyway? Does he have any idea who I am?" the man questioned.

He was met with a harsh silence.

"Take that as a no then."

"You were gone! Barry couldn't find you after you travelled back in time helping him fight The Reverse Flash…" she replied.

The platinum haired man scoffed and shook his head.

"You have no idea what happened that night or what has happened to me since so don't you bloody well bring The Flash into this got that? He left me high and dry! Didn't bother coming to look for me once and not to mention left me in a time period where I didn't belong…Barry left me there to rot."

"He fought every single day for six month to find a way to bring you back..I think he still is." Diggle replied

"Don't care."

"Will don't!" felicity cried.

"William is long gone and dead…the names Spike!" he hissed.

Turning to the wall, betrayal washing over him. How could his friends do this to him?

"Please…don't," Felicity begged.

But Spike refused to turn to face them. He didn't want to speak to them. Not yet anyway.

Once Diggle and Felicity left him on his own, Spike slid down the wall and put his head in his hands. A few thought came rushing into his head. But they all revolved around one big question.

"When did I become human?" Spike whispered to himself.

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