"Sara's death will not go unavenged." Nyssa had promised. The words echoed in Oliver's mind as he sat in the hospital room looking at the assassin's broken form. 3 days after the confrontation with Merlyn, Nyssa had returned to Starling city intent on warning Team Arrow of something. Then the lair had been overrun by Assassins. Oliver, Roy, Nyssa and Digg had fought them off…but not before they'd managed to take Felicity. Nyssa had fallen into a coma as a result of her injuries. Roy had called him after he'd taken her to the hospital to tell him that Merlyn had been found dead by the docks.

"What the hell happened?" Captain Lance came into the room.

"Captain."

"Laurel told me Nyssa was in the hospital, where's Sara?"

Oliver silently cursed Laurel. A confrontation with Lance was the last thing he needed right now.

"I-"

"Don't tell me you don't know, Queen." Lance glared. "I know you all think I'm stupid, but I'm not blind. If something bad has happened to Nyssa, it means something bad happened to Sara as well."

Oliver looked down at the ground and shook his head. Lane collapsed into his chair.

"Who did it?" Lance was shaking with anger and there were tears forming in his eyes.

"We're not sure." Oliver said quietly. "But the league blames me for not finding the person and…they took Felicity."

Lance glared at him. "Couldn't you stop them? And don't play dumb with me Queen, I know who you are."

"I tried." Oliver felt his anger and despair rising. "I think Nyssa came to warn us, but the league came. I couldn't stop them." He looked over at Nyssa. "I need her to wake up…so she can tell us where they took her."

"Where are you taking me?" Felicity asked. She'd woken up in a darkened cell and spent about an hour trying to find an escape route before anyone had come for her. Then a group of assassins had dragged her out and began leading her through what she assumed was the League's hide out.

"Don't all talk at once." She grumbled when none of them answered her. Looking around she squinted in the candle light. "Your candle budget must be ridiculous. Also who cleans up all the wax? Wouldn't it be cheaper and more efficient to have electricity?" The assassins remained silent.

"Blink if you can hear me." Felicity said.

"He does not speak English." A man spoke. Felicity turned to see that they'd entered a large hall. Standing in the middle was a man in elaborate black robes.

"I'm guessing you're in charge around here." Felicity said.

"Have care how you speak to the Demon's head." One of the faceless assassins who was standing in the shadows hissed.

"Thank you Serab" Ra's said.

"Why am I here?" Felicity asked. Ra's turned his back to her.

"To teach Oliver Queen a lesson in obedience." He said.

Felicity saw a knife sticking out of the belt of the assassin standing in front of her. She could hide it and use it later to pick the lock of her cell. Inching forward, she hoped Ra's wouldn't turn around.

"Obedience?" She asked.

"He defied a direct order. My daughter's …beloved was killed and he did not uncover the identity of the killer as instructed."

"This is about more than just Sara." Felicity said as she nimbly grabbed the knife from the Assassin's belt and hid it up her sleeve.

Ra's turned to look at her with contempt.

"I was Sara's friend." Felicity continued. "She told me about how you shut her out the second she and Nyssa began their relationship. You never approved of them and you never approved of her. This has nothing to do with wanting justice for her."

"You possess the same iron will that Ta el Asfer did when she was first found." Ra's said as he walked closer. "As well as her foolishness." He held out his hand. "Give me the dagger."

Felicity forced her face to go blank. "What dagger?"

"Do not presume to play games with me, Ms. Smoak."

"You want the dagger?" Felicity hissed. "Here it is." Snapping her wrist so the knife slid out of her sleeve into her hand, she attempted to stab Ra's. He caught her wrist and twisted her around so it was pinned behind her back.

"Drop the dagger." He said calmly into Felicity's ear. Felicity shivered in disgust, but did as he said.

"Let me guess." Ra's said, twisting her back around so she was facing him. "The Canary taught you that move and how to pickpocket. Skills that she learned from my daughter." He turned to the assassin who Felicity had stolen the knife from.

"Thank you, that will be all." Turning to face the shadows he asked. "Will she suffice for your experiments, Baron?"

"Yes," a figure stepped forward. He was a bald man in his early forties and he was wearing a monocle. "She will do quite nicely."

"Experiments?" Felicity tried to pull away from Ra's, but he shoved her forward so she fell at the Baron's feet. "You knew I would try to take the dagger. It was a test."

"She's a smart one." The Baron said as he gripped her hair to examine her.

Ra's smiled, "You were correct in your assertions that our attack had nothing to do with avenging the Canary. I owed the Baron a debt. You are simply a means of repaying it and of teaching Oliver Queen how to show the proper respect for an order from the Demon's head."

Hands grabbed her and dragged her from the room.

"She's strong willed." Ra's remarked. "She will not make it easy for you."

"We require a new Asset." Baron von Strucker said. "It is always the most moral that become the most lethal when they are broken. And fortunately, Hydra has many ways to make her more compliant."