Sara's head was spinning. What kind of future had they stumbled into this time? Apparently one where she and Nyssa had a daughter, or at least Nyssa did. The young woman calling herself Ra's al Ghul looked so much like Nyssa and yet there were hints of someone else. Someone Sara had known almost as well as she'd known Nyssa, at least in a physical kind of way. But this young woman's parentage wasn't what brought them to this time and place; it was the fact that this new Ra's al Ghul was about to ally herself and the League of Assassins with Vandal Savage. The details were still unclear but from what Ra's had said to Ray, Sara had a feeling this was all about what happens to her and Nyssa in Sara's possible future and Ra's painful past.

"Sara." Kendra said again as she tried to get her friend's attention. "Sara what are we going to do? She's going to kill Ray. And what did she call me? al Tadhia? I don't think I like the sound of that." She paused to see if her friend was listening. "Sara!"

"Sorry." Sara said as she shook herself out of her thought. "We're not going to let her kill Ray and you really don't want to know what she called you."

"Yes, I do." Kendra said firmly.

Sara sighed. "The sacrifice."

"Yeah you were right." Kendra replied. "I didn't want to know." She flopped down on the bench in front of the bed in the room they were locked in. "What are we going to do?"

"What we came here to do." Sara said as she moved towards the door. "Find out more information." She began to bang on the door and when it opened to reveal one of Ra's' Canneries she spoke in a commanding tone and in Arabic. "You will take me to see Ra's al Ghul." The woman on the other said was about to protest. Sara knew how the League worked better than this fresh faced kid no matter how skilled she was or what she wore around her neck. "I am Ta-er al-Safar. Beloved to Nyssa al Ghul. Second Mother to she who is Ra's al Ghul. You will take me to her. Now!"

The was conflict in the woman's eyes especially when one of the guards, the older man Sara had seen before, said "Ta-er al-Safar gave you an order, Canary. Your vow to the family al Ghul demands you obey."

"Watch your tongue old man." The woman hissed at him before looking at Sara. "Come Ta-er al-Safar."

Sara was lead through the house to a practice yard. She was stopped just out of sight as the Canary stepped into the sunlight and waited to be acknowledged. Gone were the formal robes of Ra's al Ghul. The young woman, Nyssa's daughter, was now in leggings and a tunic. Her long braid unpinned from her head and free to swag down the line of her spine. She was half an inch, maybe an inch shorter than Nyssa, but she had the same body build. She was going through a complex series of movements with a bo staff with the kind of grace Nyssa had always teased Sara about not having. Sara was just too much of a brawler to have a dancers grace.

"What is it?" Ra's finally said at the end of her series of moves.

"Ta-er al-Safar wishes to speak to you." The Canary said.

Ra's turned to face them. Her gaze going to Sara who defied her guard and stepped towards her. She smiled. "Leave us." There was hesitation on the Canary's part. "Do you dare defy me? I said leave us!"

The Canary bowed her head. "As you command."

For several minutes the two just stood there looking at each other. One wrapping her head about the fact that the other existed, while the other dealt with seeing someone she had mourned and missed for so long. It was Ra's who spoke first. "You're so young."

"I'm older than I look." Sara replied with just a hint of a smirk.

Ra's nodded. "It hasn't been very long since your use of the Pit."

Sara didn't want to talk about the pit. "You look like your mother."

"Mostly." Ra's replied with a nod of acknowledgement.

"Your father…" Sara began but was cut off.

"Is irrelevant." Ra's said. The two began to circle each other. She still had a practice bow in her hand. When Sara reached for one she didn't stop her. "I was raised by my mothers. He had his family, another wife, and children with her. We had our life and he had his."

They continued to circle each other but also to move in closer and closer. "Nyssa and I, we raised you together?"

"Yes." Ra's answered as their staffs clacked together.

For several seconds the only sound was the clack of the staffs. Sara couldn't stop herself. She smiled. "I have a daughter."

Clack. "Yes." Ra's smiled a mirrored smile. She bore physical traits of her biological parents but she had a lot of Sara's mannerisms. "Or you will have. I'm a surprise, a shock, to you. You have yet to meet me."

"Nyssa didn't say anything before I left." Sara replied. "Maybe she didn't even know at the time." Thinking about what Gibeon had said about Nyssa and Oliver, Sara realized there had been a lot she wasn't told when she'd come back.

Ra's movements became more aggressive as she said, "And then you were abducted by Gareeb."

"I wasn't abducted." Sara replied as she matched the more aggressive strikes. "I went willingly." That caused Ra's to put even more into her attacks. They were close to actually fighting rather than sparing. "But I was there for you, I was there, we were a family, so I obviously came back."

"You did." Ra's said. "But you still missed out on things, important things."

"Like what?" Sara asked, pushing the young woman.

"Mother needed you." Ra's said as she swung her staff at Sara's head. "She needed you on her side, she needed your protection, your support, but you weren't there!"

That hurt. Rip said he would bring them back to the very moment they'd left. It would seem his timing would be off. "I'm sorry, Ra…" She stopped. She raised her staff to block a blow from above and looked into the young woman's eyes. "What's your name?"

"Ra's al Ghul." The young woman growled as she tried another hard blow towards Sara's head.

Sara blocked and stopped holding back. She stopped defending and went on the offensive. Her blows came fast and with force. "That isn't your name! What is your name?"

"I am Ra's al Ghul!" Ra's said as she defended against Sara's attacks. "I am the Granddaughter of the Demon! I am the Daughter of his Heirs! I am the Demon's Head!"

"No!" Sara said sharply. "What is the name your mother gave you?" She hooked her foot behind Ra's and pressed forward with her strikes, sending the young woman to the floor. She straddled her, pressing the staff down to pin her. She looked into those bright pale blue eyes. Her father's eyes. "What name did Nyssa give you? She wouldn't have given you that title! She wouldn't have bound you to that life the way her father had! What is your name?"

Ra's struggled. Yes, this was a younger version of her mother, one that didn't even know her yet, but she was still the woman she loved and adored and wanted to grow up to be. The daughter could not fight her mother's demand. "Laurel." She whispered.

"What?" Sara replied with wide eyes.

The young woman turned to match her gaze again. "My name is Laurel Amina Raatko Lance."

The dungeon cells on this island compound were a little better than those of Nanda Parbat but only slightly. They knew they had to get out of there. Like Sara, Rip knew what Ra's had called Kendra and since they knew Ra's had dealings with Savage he had a pretty good idea who they would be sacrificing her too. He also wasn't very keen on having Ray executed.

"Fine mess you've gotten us into this time, Rip." Snart called out from his cell. His snide remark accompanied by the rattle of chains as he pulled at them.

A deep growl came from Rory's cell as he too pulled at the chains that kept him attached to the wall.

"We gotta get out of this man." Jax added in. "That Ra's chick is gonna kill Ray."

"I don't think her plans for Kendra are much better." Stein responded.

Rip sighed and then said, "I'm open to suggestions gentlemen."

There was a long moment of silence and then Snart's voice rang out. "Guard! Guard!" He continued calling out until one of the hooded, masked, assassins came in. "I wanna talk to the redhead." Snart demanded. "The one who said I was her mother's brother."

"Dhahabi." The guard said.

"Yeah, that one." Snart replied. "Tell Delharry her uncle Leonard wants to talk."

It had been so long since Ra's, since Laurel, had said her real name out loud that it had shaken her. She'd ordered her Canary to take Sara back to her room and then retreated somewhere no one was allowed to follow. Well, almost no one.

The first time Laurel Amina Lance met Frankie (Francesca) Leia Ramon they were both little girls. Her mothers had taken her to Central City to see her grandmother and while they were there Sara had run into some old friends. Frankie had been Laurel's first friend, her best friend, and to this day she was at her side.

"His presence here brought them right to you." Frankie said as she walked over to the woman standing by the effervescent green pool of water. "Just like he said it would."

"It did." Laurel replied.

"You have Ray Palmer." Frankie continued. "You can do as you wish and make him pay for what he did, he will answer for the all the lives he took."

Laurel turned her gaze from the water to her friend. "He will; I promise, and not only for the ones he took from me."

"Is it worth it, Ra's?" Frankie asked. "Is it truly worth what you must give him in return?"

"It's a small price to pay." Laurel answered as she turned away from Frankie.

Frankie shook her head. "The price is to high, Laurel."

Hearing someone else speak her true name pushed a button for Laurel and she snapped at Frankie. "I will execute the man responsible for the deaths of my mothers and the Queens, your parents, and the other heroes and then I fulfill my part of the arrangement with Vandal Savage. I will hear no more about it, Dhahabi. You are dismissed."

"Laurel…"

Laurel struck out, hitting Frankie hard across the face. "Leave me!"

Frankie rubbed her cheek and then bowed. "As you command Ra's al Ghul."

Shortly after emerging from the passage that lead to the secret underground cavern a guard approached and told Frankie of Snart's request. She considered not going but as she reached up to rub the pain from her cheek she decided to hear him out. When she had first agreed to help Laurel revive the League of Assassins, when she helped her reclaim the ring and title of Ra's al Ghul she had been in just as pain as her friend. But was this moment of vengeance truly worth allowing her best friend, the only person she had left to love and be loved by, to be lost to that monster?

Kendra hadn't been sure what to say to Sara when she returned. There were a lot of conflicting emotions playing out in her friend's eyes. Just when she thought she had one pinned down another one would push it out of the way. So she gave Sara time to sort things out for herself before finally speaking up. She watched as Sara held a candle sideways, letting the wax drip into clumps on the table surface. "What happened?"

"I died, then I left and things went to shit." Sara answered. Once the clumps of wax were the right size Sara began rolling them with her thumb and then between her fingers.

Ok, that wasn't helpful. Kendra tried again. "What are you doing?"

Sara didn't reply right away but after a moment or two she handed two balls of wax to Kendra. "Put those in your ears."

Kendra blinked. "Why?"

"We're getting out of here." Sara answered. "And that means getting past those fake ass canary wannabes."

"Then what?" Kendra asked as she put one ball of wax in one of her ears.

"Then we get our team and my kid and we go back to the ship." Sara answered.

"Then what?" Kendra asked again.

Sara sighed. "I haven't decided yet but honestly after what I've seen I'm seriously starting to think my kid needs a good spanking."

With candle wax in their ears, Sara wielding a curtain rod as a bo staff, and Kendra holding tight to two candle sticks the ladies of the Waverider took their chance. Sara called out to the guards and when the door opened Kendra cracked the man over the head with her candlestick.

She watched from the shadows for a moment. He was younger than the man she knew but he was still very familiar to her somehow. Deep down she knew he had no idea he was friends with a monster, despite what she'd said before. Stepping into the light and up to the bars of Snart's cell Frankie said, "I believed you." She waited for him to look at her. "I believed the stories you would tell me about your adventures and about the good men and women on your team. You were wrong, Uncle, so very wrong. At least about one of them."

She didn't give him a chance to talk because she knew if she did she wouldn't get another chance. "I was fifteen, L… Ra's was eighteen, when the OMacs came. They were machines designed, built, and launched by Ray Palmer. They went around the world looking for heroes, anti-heroes, meta-humans, anyone with powers or skills they used to do what was right. The OMacs had one purpose; to kill. Coast City, Hub City, Ivy Town, Detroit, Gotham, Metropolis, St. Roch, National City, Kahndaq, Nanda Parbat, London, they were all hit by Pamler's murder machines. But Star City and Central City, those were personal, those he went to himself."

This wasn't way he'd asked to see the girl but Snart found himself unable to stop her from talking. Face to face with her he could see Lisa in her features and it was throwing him off guard. Lisa had always worried about having kids because she'd never wanted to be like their old man. Apparently she'd gotten over it.

"He went after Felicity Queen first." Frankie continued. "But she wasn't in Star City. When the attacks began the fighters went out to slow the machines down while the brains worked on taking them down from the inside. Felicity was at Star Labs working with my Dad, Harry and Aunt Caitlin. One by one the heroes of Star City fell. He didn't even spare Speedy and he was just a teenage boy. Then he came to Central City once the Green Arrow was dead. Dad and the others were so close to shutting it all down but we still lost Uncle Barry, Wally, Mom."

Snart pulled on his chains, not to try escaping but because he wanted to go to her.

"Nyssa hid us in the vault." Frankie said. "We'd seen him take out Oliver and his son, they weren't going to take a chance with us, but she's an al Ghul, she's a Lance, she couldn't just hide. It was too late, everyone was dead, everyone but her mothers and Felicity. Nyssa and Sara gave Felicity just enough time to upload the virus that would bring the OMacs to an end, but his suit wasn't apart of that network. He killed them, she saw it, and when he left the only thing she had left was ash and me."

"Why are you telling me all of this?" Snart finally asked. It was just as hard to see pain in this girl's eyes, as it was to see it in Lisa's.

Frankie laughed. "I honestly don't know. What I do know is Vandal Savage promised to bring Ray Palmer to her door step and he has and now she has to keep up her end of their deal." There was a struggle inside Frankie that played out in her eyes. "I can't let her do that."

"She has to give him the League of Assassins." Snart said.

"No." Frankie replied. "She has to give him herself. She's going to marry him."

"Like hell she is." Sara called out from where she stood swords in hand.