Hey guys
Which I'm actually surprised that this got such the response it did. First, thank you to all the guest reviewers that I'm unable to respond to personally.
Now this chapter, I posted today to go along with the Assassin Canarrow and Canarrow events Changingdestiny40 help start.
I don't own Arrow or DC comics
Enjoy.
Later on the private jet as it flies across the Pacific Ocean.
In a chair with being strapped in by the seat belt, Oliver working on a lap top is checking the process from operatives in Starling who are setting up equipment in the old Queen Steel Foundry.
A place that used to employ nearly half of The Glades before his father shut down laying off thousands of people, to just move production to China because it was cheaper.
Shutting the laptop lid, Oliver let's his thoughts drift. Some to his pervious conversation with Ras a Gul about one day leading the League of Assassins, since at the wedding last year is when he got the title of Ibn al Ghul meaning Son of the Demon.
The title of Demon's Head now falls upon him when the current Ras al Gul eventually dies or is killed. It's a future he's still not sure if he really wants but it's not like he really has a home at Starling left. Considering Moira and Thea would never recognize the survivor and assassin he's become.
So maybe he will accept the role completely when the time comes, after his remaining friends and family die in Starling City because like Ras said once gaining access to the Lazarus Pit he will outlive them.
His thoughts drift to the very end of his second year on Lian Yu.
Flashback
Oliver's eye's snap open upon hearing Sara's voice but that can't be right since she died again, because of Slade Wilson. Regardless Oliver in soaked, tattered clothes with neck length hair, climbs to his feet on the sandy beach.
Despite seeing Sara on his right side in tattered cloths herself and grime covered, with what appears to be signs of dehydration, Oliver very quickly realizes the bigger problem.
Several feet away are four men in black robes, with hoods to hide their faces and various weapons like bows and swords. No guns from what Oliver can tell, which is odd because he's really wondering just who these people are.
While holding up a Colt 45 handgun, in her right hand, Sara gives Oliver his long bow and quiver with her left hand. Oliver speedily slips the quiver on with notching an arrow, just as a woman in black and red robes emerges through the group of men.
"Just who the hell are you and your cult?" Sara asked, pulling the hammer back.
"You are outnumbered and I would doubt in any condition to fight. Just tell us where Anthony Ivo is" Nyssa said, reaching for her sword but doesn't draw.
"She asked you a question and unless you would like to lose that hand, I'd talk" Oliver growls, pulling on the bow string.
One of the men grabs a pair of throwing knives from his bandoleer but never gets the change to move, as an arrow goes through his head and a bullet goes into his chest.
"That was my friend" the second man yells, drawing his sword.
Rapidly, Oliver fires another arrow into the man's left shoulder and Sara finishes him off with two bullets into his chest.
"Just how many men do you wish to lose today? Why are you interested in Ivo's operations?" Sara asked, fed up with the games, a result of time held captive on The Amazo.
"We… where sent here to stop him and his research" Nyssa replied.
Not lowering his bow "I killed him myself and his research is gone with that freighter out there" Oliver replied "Now who are you?"
"I'm Nyssa al Gul daughter of the demon. A member of the League of Assassins" the woman replied.
"I've heard of you and your group of assassins from Anthony Ivo" Sara said.
"You're obviously in need to help and a way off this island, come up with us" Nyssa said.
"No thanks, your men just tried to kill us" Oliver replied.
"They will not make a move to harm you in anyway on my command otherwise it will mean their death" Nyssa said.
Considering her options for a moment Sara lowers her gun then after sharing a glance with Oliver as an unspoken conversation passes between them, he does the same with his bow.
"We will come with you but if you try to harm us, your men and you will join the rest" Sara threatens in a cold voice.
Oliver just glances over, considering Sara's acting for more dangerous and ruthless than the terrified, girl he remembers from just hours earlier. He guesses after two years in her own purgatory she's embraced the ruthless warrior side that shown itself briefly when planting a bomb on Hendrik in a failed attempt to kill Slade.
"Very well. What are your names?" Nyssa asked.
"This is Sara Lance and I'm Oliver Queen" the blonde haired man replied.
"You both have shown impressive skill. Follow us to our boat" Nyssa said.
Present
Feeling a voice saying his name, Oliver jolts out of his memories and looks to see Sara crouched down beside him.
"You were kind of a little too lost in memories and it had me concerned" Sara said.
Rubbing his eyes "Thanks. I was just remembering when we got rescued from the island" Oliver said.
"That's probably one of the few good memories I actually have of these past five years" Sara said, a tiny smile.
"Do you… ever regret it?" Oliver asked.
"Joining the League of Assassins? I don't just from us trying to make the world a better place but we could have been home three years ago. Plus the killing it's cost us our souls" Sara replied, her voice carefully blank but a tinge of pain slips through.
"Me to, at least we are almost home. I just hope we don't have a plane crash because our past experience with boats is bad enough" Oliver replied.
"Let's hope so" Sara said.
Over the speakers "We are going to be arriving at Starling City Airport in twenty minutes. Please fasten your seat belts and prepare for out a descent" the pilot said over the intercom.
Sara returns to her seat and straps herself back in with glancing out at the window to view the city below.
Later that night, inside the closed down Queen Industrial Steel Fabrication and Welding Foundry
Oliver, Nyssa and Sara make their way to the back door where they punch in the code on the keypad before opening the door. Making their way down the steps to find the lights already on.
Installed in an organized way throughout are white reflectors as a central lighting grid. There are separate areas for training, medical along with a small bathroom. Various equipment is stored in metal and glass storage containers. In the center of the room is a table with three computer screens and a single key board.
John Diggle in a brown leather jacket with a red T-shirt and blue jeans is checking the various weapons in one of the glass cases.
"I've got the basics set up for right now" Diggle said, checking the sharpness of one of the black tipped arrows.
"This will do. It's good to see you again, Dig" Oliver said walking forward, shaking the man's hand.
Returning the handshake "Same to you. Nyssa, Sara" Diggle said.
"Pleasure to see you again, Mr. Diggle" Nyssa said.
"Dig" Sara said, simply. The last time the four of them met was a few months ago when they rescued Diggle who was trying to hunt down his brother's killer. Since then the man has been an unofficial contact for them in Starling and is something Ras doesn't even know about, supposedly.
Glancing around "This place looks to have been worked on for a lot longer than just a day" Nyssa observed.
Placing his green munition's trunk on a table "I've had Diggle and a few other trusted contacts working on this for the past four months" Oliver replied.
Eyeing him curiously "You were planning on doing this regardless of whatever choice my father made?" Nyssa asked.
Unlocking the trunk and pulling out a faded, brown leather journal "Yes. Starling is being poisoned by crime and the promise I made to my father is above anything Ras wants me to do" Oliver replied, his voice conviction filled.
"Who is going to be our first target, Ollie?" Sara asked, sitting down at the computers.
After going through the already marked off names "Adam Hunt. I checked an online newspaper on the way here" Oliver said.
Typing on the key board and after a moment Sara brings up various information on Adam Hunt and his company.
"It says here that, Hunt Multinational which is being sued in court for stealing 40 million dollars from his workers" Nyssa said, a thin line of disgust in her voice.
"Adam Hunt has put nearly a thousand people out on the streets in The Glades and homeless" Sara said, in a similar tone as Nyssa.
"A man living in my apartment building was one of the ones who had their lives ruined by Adam Hunt. Both the DA and police say how he laid those people off and stole their money is all legal somehow" Diggle said.
"Laurel since working at the CRNI is the only one taking him to court" Sara added.
Glancing over at the glass cases containing their suits "We are going to pay Mr. Hunt a visit tonight" Oliver said, in a cold tone.
In the parking garage of Hunt Multinational
Adam Hunt in his business suit is walking towards his limo and being surrounded by four bodyguards.
Near a concrete pillar, The Arrow having an arrow nocked let's go which it goes through the first bodyguard's throat. Nyssa in her combat gear steps out of the shadows, firing off two arrows consecutively. One arrow pierces the second's guard's chest and the other enters into the third man's head.
Dropping down onto to the roof of the limo, The Canary hops off with extending her baton. Just as the fourth man draws his handgun, Sara moves behind him and places the baton underneath his jaw before yanking it upwards, hard. The resulting action breaks the man's neck.
Adam Hunt backs up against the vehicle's hood in fear upon seeing his security team lying dead with Oliver and Nyssa both having arrows notched in his direction and Sara turning towards his direction.
"Don't even think about running" Sara threatens.
"You think I'm scared you guys" Adam said, regaining some of his composure.
"Adam Hunt" Nyssa begins.
"You have failed this city. That ends here, either you put the 40 million dollars into bank account 1213 or we will come back to take it ourselves. You have until 10 PM tomorrow night" Oliver growls, tightening his grip on the bowstring.
"I'm not giving all my life's savings up to a trio of freaks" Adam yells, angrily.
"Ok then, you had your chance" Nyssa replied coldly then let's go.
The arrow pieces Adam Hunt's heart, and in a few seconds his eyes roll over having been killed nearly instantly.
Lowering his bow "We need to get access to Adam Hunt's computers" Oliver said.
An hour later, at The Foundry
Oliver is sitting at the computers in a T-shirt and pants, as Nyssa and Sara in similar cloths walk forward.
Currently on one screen is a newsfeed of the police dragging the lifeless bodies of Adam Hunt and his security team out on stretchers. On the other screen, is showing of all the accounts of people Adam Hunt stole as the money is transferred into them.
Opening up his father's note book, Oliver crosses Adam Hunt's name off with a swipe of the pen.
"Looks like we've made a presence" Nyssa said, looking at the screen containing the newsfeed.
"It makes sense we would. After all we just took down a one percenter and crippled his operations as vigilantes" Sara said.
Glancing over "Are you planning on revealing your alive to your families at some point?" Nyssa asked.
Letting out a sigh "In a few weeks. We don't want any connection to be made between us and the vigilantes. Even Ollie and me didn't, eventually somebody in Starling would notice we are alive" Sara said.
Closing his father's note book "There's a lot more names to cross off and every last one of them will wish we had died over five years" Oliver said.
Hope you guys all enjoy this chapter.
Ok so first the flashback of Oliver and Sara getting rescued by Nyssa was to hard to resit doing. For Sara I figured that at some point, that ruthlessness which turned her into an assassin had to show up some time so I figured after two years in hell, it probably would.
Making Diggle a contact just seemed like a naturally way of bringing him in.
Now not sure if I will continue this into a full out story, since I really only had the idea for this short two shot. Still considering the positive response, I just might or may be will use this pairing for another story, that's not set in season 1.
Until next time.
