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"Where is Sara!" Nyssa shouted the question.
"Nyssa," Oliver said, slowly walking forward to Nyssa, who still had the arrow pointed at him. "Put the bow down and we can talk."
After a few seconds, Nyssa dropped her bow.
"Who the bloody hell is she?" Rebekah asked.
"I am Nyssa al Ghul, Heir to the Demon," Nyssa said to Rebekah. "And you will address me with respect."
Rebekah scoffed. "Well, Miss 'Heir to the Demon', I don't appreciate almost getting shot with an arrow."
"Okay Rebekah, I think that's enough," Oliver said, keeping Rebekah from getting any closer to Nyssa. "You and Roy just stay on the other side while Nyssa and I talk."
"Hmph." Rebekah walked back to Roy and they both just stood there.
"You should watch the company you keep," Nyssa said.
"We don't know where Sara is," Oliver said, getting right to the point of the conversation.
"Sara was sent to Starling on orders from the League," Nyssa said. "She hasn't reported in for days."
"And why do you think that we know where she is?" Oliver asked.
"I know Sara well enough to know that she would have seen you and her sister when she was here," Nyssa said.
"She did see us," Oliver confessed. "But then she left to finish her mission."
"Very well then," Nyssa said. "It seems I have wasted my time here."
"You're worried about Sara aren't you?" Oliver asked.
"I'm sure wherever Sara is in this city, she's capable of taking care of herself," Nyssa said.
"Even if she's up against Malcolm Merlyn?" Oliver said, finally bringing the name up.
Oliver could not read Nyssa's expression, but he could see that there was a hint of surprise in her face.
"I see Sara told you," Nyssa said.
"The subject was brought up," Oliver said. "How could you send Sara after Malcolm?"
"Malcolm Merlyn is a former member of the League of Assassins. His crimes will be answered for by my father," Nyssa said. "Sara's mission was to merely confirm Merlyn's whereabouts and report back."
"And now she's missing," Oliver said. "Clearly something's happened to her."
"And it will be dealt with," Nyssa said. "By the League."
"Sara is important to me and my team too," Oliver said. "We're going to help."
"I do not require your assistance," Nyssa said. "And it is best you stay out of this Oliver. If you do not want to end up dead." She then left.
Once Nyssa was gone, Oliver turned his attention back to Roy and Rebekah
"What was all that about?" Roy asked.
"Sara's missing," Oliver told them.
"The blonde girl in black?" Rebekah said. "After having first hand experience against her, I think she's capable of handling herself."
"Not if her disappearance has anything to do with Malcolm Merlyn," Oliver said.
"So what do we do then?" Roy asked.
"I want you to follow Nyssa. She shouldn't have gotten far," Oliver said to Roy.
Roy nodded and began to suit up.
"And what about you and me?" Rebekah asked.
"We talk to Laurel and see if she's heard anything from Sara," Oliver said.
"Is it always one crisis after another with you people?" Rebekah asked Oliver as they headed out.
"Usually every week," Oliver stated.
The next day, they arrived at Starling City Police Department, where Oliver knew Laurel would be working on a case.
"So she works as a lawyer who prosecutes the people you capture," Rebekah said to Oliver. "Sounds like you're making her job easier."
"Her job is putting bad people away," Oliver said. "I just give her the people that need putting away."
"Better not say that out loud," Laurel said as she approached them. "I got your message, what's the emergency?"
"Have you had any contact with Sara?" Oliver asked.
"We haven't spoken since the night you took down Zytle," Laurel said. "What's going on?"
"Nyssa dropped by," Oliver said. "Sara hasn't contacted the League or anyone since she started investigating Merlyn."
"You think she might be in trouble?" Laurel asked, worried.
"I think we need to find her before Nyssa starts using more violent methods," Oliver said. "I need you to talk to your father. See if Sara contacted him."
"Got it," Laurel said.
After Laurel left, Oliver was about to leave as well.
"Where to now?" Rebekah asked.
"I'm going to see my sister and make sure she's safe," Oliver said.
"Well, what am I suppose to do?" Rebekah asked.
"Just stay out of trouble," Oliver said before leaving.
Rebekah sighed. "What to do now?" she pondered.
Laurel knocked on her father's door as she entered.
"Hey," Captain Quentin Lance said as he saw his daughter walk in. "What's with the sudden visit?"
"I need to ask you something about Sara," Laurel said. "Did she contact you in the the past few days?"
"Why? Is something wrong?" Quentin asked, a tone of worry in his voice.
"It might be nothing," Laurel said, not wanting her father to worry. "I just wanted to check up on her and she isn't answering any of my calls. I was wondering if she might have told you anything?"
"Well, actually, she did call me a few days ago," Quentin admitted. "She called asking me to look up someone named Rami. I gave her his location."
"Did she call after that?" Laurel asked.
"That was the last time I spoke with her," Quentin said. "Laurel, what's going on?"
"Nothing Dad," Laurel said. "Don't worry. This is Sara. She can take care of herself."
"I know that," Quentin said. "I just don't want you getting mixed up in something that might be dangerous."
"I know," Laurel said, giving a small smile.
"Oh, actually wait," Quentin said, stopping Laurel from leaving. "I was going to give this to you later, but since you're already here." He pulled out a police file and gave it to Laurel.
"What's this?" Laurel asked as she opened the file.
"Case that just came in," Quentin explained. "Main suspect right now is a guy named Caleb Williams. He was found at a bar last night with a bunch of dead bodies around him, all torn apart by some animal. Now we still haven't found what animal he used to attack those people."
"So you need someone to get him to talk," Laurel finished.
"Think you can do it?" Quentin asked.
"No problem," Laurel replied.
After Laurel left her father's office, she was about to tell Oliver what she learned. However, the only person she saw waiting for her was Rebekah.
"Where's Oliver?" Laurel asked.
"He said he was going to go see his sister," Rebekah said.
"Okay, I'll just tell him what I found out after I'm done here," Laurel said.
"What else could be more important than this?" Rebekah asked.
"My job," Laurel said. "Some of us actually have to work."
"Excuse me?" Rebekah said. "What's that supposed to mean."
"I'm just saying," Laurel explained. "With you being a vampire, you could just compel anyone if you want anything, so you don't have to do any actual work."
"I'll have you know that I am capable of doing actual hard work," Rebekah said defensively.
Laurel gave a soft laugh. "I'll believe when I see it." She then headed to the interrogation room where Caleb Williams was being held.
"Yes," Rebekah said, a sly grin forming on her face. "I think you will."
Laurel entered the interrogation room and saw the state of Caleb Williams. His clothes were torn apart and covered in blood. His face, covered in blood as well, had an expression that showed that he wanted to get out of this place as quick as possible.
"Mr. Williams, you know why you're here," Laurel began. "You were found in a bar with several dead bodies. The reports says that your DNA was found on all the victims. Now, the best case your looking at is being put in a mental hospital. I can put this offer up instead of jail if you can tell us where the animal you used to attack those people."
"Like I already told the cops lady, I can't stay here!" Caleb pleaded. "You need to put me somewhere I can't get to anybody!"
Laurel was surprised with how frantic Caleb sounded. "I can't do that Mr. Williams. You'll be transferred to a secure facility only if we get the evidence we need."
"You don't understand!" Caleb shouted.
Before Laurel could speak any further, the door opened and Laurel saw Rebekah step in.
"Will you excuse me for a moment," Laurel said to Caleb before she directed her attention to Rebekah. "What the hell are you doing in here!"
"Helping you," Rebekah said, "You know, doing work."
"This is not the time to prove a point," Laurel said.
"From what I heard outside, you could you all the help you need, love," Rebekah said.
Before Laurel could protest, Rebekah was already face to face with Caleb.
"Now," Rebekah said to Caleb, using her compulsion. "You're going to tell this woman everything she wants to know."
"I don't want to talk," Caleb said. "I just want to leave."
Rebekah was confused. She was sure that she used her compulsion on him. She tried again. "Tell her what you did!"
Caleb just tried to lunge forward at Rebekah, but the handcuffs that were on him and attached to the table kept him from doing so.
Rebekah pulled Laurel outside of the room.
"Who is that man?" Rebekah asked Laurel.
"What are you talking about? Laurel said.
"I tried compelling him and it didn't work," Rebekah stated. "That means that he's not human."
Laurel realized what Rebekah was saying. "You think he might be a vampire?"
"No, not a vampire," Rebekah said. "Otherwise, he would have already compelled his way out of this."
"Then what is he?" Laurel asked.
"Well, I'll need to see where he left those bodies," Rebekah said. "Looks like you do need my help after all."
Laurel sighed, knowing that Rebekah was right.
"Let's go." Laurel said.
Oliver and Thea were having there first meal together since Thea's return and so far it was going well.
"I'm surprised that you called and wanted to have lunch," Thea said. "It's not usually like you."
"Well, I haven't seen you for a while and I wanted to see how you're doing back in Starling," Oliver said.
"I'm doing fine, you don't have to worry about me." Thea said.
"Actually, that's not the only reason I wanted to see you," Oliver said. "I told you that I promised to start telling you the truth, and I plan on keeping that promise."
Thea was silent now, listening to what her brother was going to say.
"I found out something recently. I think it was what mom was trying to tell us before she..." Oliver paused for a moment before continuing. "Malcolm Merlyn is alive."
Thea was shocked when she heard the name. "Malcolm Merlyn is dead," she said.
"Sara called me and she's seen him," Oliver said. Technically it was the truth. "She's sure it's him."
Thea was silent for a moment before she spoke. "Thank you for telling me."
"I just want to make sure that you're safe," Oliver said. "If he tries to contact you..."
"You'll be the first to know," Thea promised.
Oliver's phone began to ring. Oliver looked at the caller and saw it was Laurel.
"Excuse me," Oliver said before he took the call. "Did you find out anything?"
"I did actually," Laurel said over the phone. "Sara was looking into someone named Rami."
"Rami," Oliver sounded irritated when he heard the name.
"Does that name mean anything to you?" Laurel asked.
"Rami is Arabic for archer," Oliver said. "Merlyn must have used the name as an alias."
"I'll send you the address," Laurel said before hanging up.
After his call. Oliver turned his attention back to Thea. "Something came up, I have to leave. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine," Thea said. "Just still processing that Malcolm Merlyn is still alive."
"Thea, if you need to talk about it, I'm here," Oliver said reassuringly before leaving.
After he left Thea, Oliver had contacted Roy to inform him about the new information he received.
"Roy, what's your status? I have a lead on Merlyn," Oliver asked.
"I'm afraid your friend is unable to speak at the moment," Nyssa's voice answered through the comm link.
"Nyssa, if you've hurt him..." Oliver said, anger in his voice.
"His life will depend on the information you have on Merlyn's whereabouts," Nyssa said.
Oliver sighed. He didn't have a choice then. "Meet me in the address I'm about to give you. Bring Roy, unharmed."
Oliver, wearing his Arrow suit, was waiting at the address, which was an abandoned warehouse, before he saw Nyssa approach with Roy.
"This was the last known place Sara went to investigate Merlyn," Oliver said.
"Excellent," Nyssa said as she let go of Roy. "You may leave now."
"I'm going in with you Nyssa," Oliver insisted.
"I've already told you Oliver, this is a matter regarding the League," Nyssa said.
"If my friend is in trouble, I'm going to help, with or without the League's permission," Oliver stated.
Nyssa sighed. "Very well then. Only because I do not want to waste any time."
Oliver approached Roy. "You okay?"
"A little headache, but I'll be fine," Roy said.
"Good," Oliver said. "Stay out here until we need back-up."
Roy nodded.
Oliver then followed Nyssa inside.
As they entered the warehouse, Oliver and Nyssa saw that the inside of the place was completely empty.
"Nothing," Nyssa said with irritation. "There's nothing here."
"Not necessarily." Oliver saw something on the ground and picked it up. It was one of Sara's sonic devices. "Sara was here."
"And now she's not!" Nyssa shouted. "This was a waste of time."
"Nyssa," Before Oliver could say anything else, he suddenly heard several beeping noises inside the warehouse. He then realized what the noises were. "We need to leave!"
He grabbed Nyssa and motioned her to run. They quickly made it out of the warehouse, where he shouted to Roy.
"Get down!"
As he shouted his warning, the entire warehouse exploded.
After calling Oliver and giving him the information she found, Laurel went back to her current problem. She was with Rebekah at the bar where Caleb Williams had killed all those people. Currently, it was an active crime scene and normally they wouldn't be allowed in by the police, but Rebekah's compulsion had helped clear the area.
"Was it really necessary to have the police leave?" Laurel asked.
"What?" Rebekah said. "It'll be much quicker to look around than having some oafs mucking about and getting in our way."
Laurel just rolled her eyes and began looking through the scene.
The bodies had already been moved out, which made it easier for them to move around. The bar looked completely broken down. It looked like a fight broke out and trashed the whole place. She even saw that there were claw marks all around the walls and floors.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Laurel asked Rebekah.
"Like any establishment that serves cheap alcohol to anyone that steps inside," Rebekah began as she made her way to a door behind the counter of the bar and opened it. "There's always a place where they keep surveillance."
Rebekah then went through the security footage from last night. "This is the footage from last night and here is our man."
In the footage, Laurel and Rebekah could see Caleb in the bar, clearly drunk and wasted.
"I don't see any dog or animal," Laurel said. "Do you think he brought it in later?"
"Let's keep watching and find out," Rebekah said.
As they continued watching, they saw that Caleb began to shake and tremble. They could see that he began to scream. The people in the bar started to move away from him. Laurel's eyes widened as she could see Caleb's body began to twist itself, his bones began breaking and reshaping in impossible positions. It looked like his body was turning into the shape of a dog.
Laurel stepped away from the security footage, disgusted with what she just saw.
"Damn it," Rebekah muttered. "I should have figured we'd be dealing with this."
"What the hell did we just see?" Laurel asked.
"That was a werewolf," Rebekah said. "I'm guessing there was a full moon yesterday."
"Yes," Laurel replied, still shocked from seeing the footage. "I mean, Sara told me that there were other things than vampires that were real, but I didn't think we'd be seeing them here in Starling."
"Yes, well werewolves are tricky things," Rebekah said. "Absolutely no control when they turn and they act on their animal instincts so it's usually kill any thing that's in front of them."
"That explains the lack of an animal being found," Laurel realized. "What are we going to do?"
"Simple," Rebekah said. She then erased the footage from the previous night and destroyed the surveillance monitors altogether.
"What are you doing!" Laurel shouted.
"We can't let anyone see this video," Rebekah said. "Best case, they think it was tampered with. Worst case, it could expose supernatural beings, including me."
"So that's what you do, any problem that involves supernatural beings and you cover it up," Laurel said accusingly.
"Would you rather have the supernatural world exposed and put people in a panic?" Rebekah retorted.
"Of course not," Laurel said. "But where does that leave Caleb's victims? Or any other people that lose their lives because of some, some-"
"Monster," Rebekah finished. "That's what you were going to say right? Well, in case you forgot, I'm one of those monsters!"
"That's not what I was going to say," Laurel said.
"Well, it doesn't matter because I'm done here," Rebekah said as she began to leave.
"Where are you going!" Laurel shouted as she followed Rebekah.
"Somewhere where I don't have to see you!" Rebekah shouted angrily.
"We're not done here!" Laurel said. "We still need to figure out what to do with Caleb."
"'We' aren't doing anything," Rebekah corrected. "I could care less what you do. If your smart, you'll put a bullet through his head before tonight's full moon."
Before Laurel could argue, Rebekah used her vampire speed and ran off, leaving Laurel alone with no idea what to do next.
Oliver, Nyssa, and Roy slowly got back to their feet. They saw that the entire warehouse was now reduced to nothing but flames.
"Merlyn must have set an explosive if anyone else went in," Oliver guessed.
"Now we have nothing that can lead us to where Sara is!" Nyssa shouted at Oliver. "This has been a waste of time!" She then left.
"Want me to follow her again?" Roy asked.
"No," Oliver said. "Head back to the lair. Call in Diggle and Felicity."
"Got it," Roy then left as well.
As soon as he was alone, Oliver received a phone call. He saw that it was an unknown number. He answered it.
"I hope my little present didn't injure you or your friends, Oliver," Malcolm said over the phone.
"Where's Sara!" Oliver said with a hostile tone.
"How about we discuss this face to face, I'm assuming you still remember the place you thought you killed me," Merlyn said. "Meet me there in an hour." He then hung up.
Oliver was frustrated, knowing that he had to follow Malcolm if he wanted to know where Sara is.
Oliver arrived at the spot where, over a year ago, he thought he killed the man who killed his own son and many more people.
"I see you're punctual."
Oliver turned to where the voice came from, his bow and arrow already drawn and pointed at the direction. He now saw himself face to face with Malcolm Merlyn.
"If you want to chat, lay your weapon down," Merlyn said calmly, not even drawing his own weapon.
After a moment, Oliver put his bow down.
"It's good to see you again Oliver," Malcolm said. "It's been a long time since we last spoke and I have to say I'm surprised at how far you've come and what you've accomplished in this city."
"I'm not here to talk about what I've done," Oliver shouted, his patience growing thin by the second.
"No, you're hear for Ms. Lance," Malcolm said. "Rest assured, she's alive. For now."
"What do you want Malcolm?" Oliver asked. He knew that the only reason Sara was still alive was because Malcolm needed her alive for something.
"What I want, is to stop being chased by the League," Malcolm stated.
"The League is after you because of the decisions you made," Oliver said. "Sara has nothing to do with it."
"She's a member of the League," Malcolm replied. "She has everything to do with this."
"What exactly do you plan to do Malcolm?" Oliver asked. "Keep Sara hostage until Ra's al Ghul agrees to stop hunting you?"
"Oh I expect Ra's could care less with what happens to Sara," Malcolm said. "No, keeping Sara hostage is my insurance policy against his daughter. To make sure she follows my demands. In fact, I want you to tell her this after we're done here."
"Tell Nyssa what?" Oliver asked.
"That if she ever wants to see Sara alive and well, she'll challenge her father to a trial by combat to release me from my crimes," Malcolm said.
"What?" Oliver didn't understand what Merlyn was saying.
"If she kills Ra', it will erase any blood debt from his reign," Malcolm explained. "Including mine. Tell this to Nyssa or Sara dies."
"Why are you even in Starling Malcolm?" Oliver asked. "With the League after you, this is the first place they would look."
"I came back for the simplest reason," Malcolm answered. "Thea."
"You stay away from her," Oliver threatened.
"Don't worry, I plan on keeping my distance," Malcolm said. "But I'm her father and as long as I'm here, I will always protect her."
Before Oliver could say anything else, Malcolm threw a small object on the ground. It quickly released a smokescreen.
"Give my message to Nyssa," Malcolm repeated as the smoke was covering the area. "I expect a quick reply. My hostages tend not to stay alive for too long."
As the smoke cleared, Malcolm was gone.
Oliver arrived back in the lair, where he saw that Diggle and Felicity were already present.
"I assume Roy's filled you in?" Oliver asked.
"Everything until the part about the explosion," Felicity said.
"Where is Roy?" Oliver asked.
"After he told us what happened, he wanted to check in on Thea," Diggle said.
"Good," Oliver said, thinking that would be the best course with Merlyn around.
I suppose you haven't come back with some good news?" Felicity asked hopefully.
The grim expression on Oliver's face said otherwise.
"What happened Oliver?" Diggle asked.
"Malcolm contacted me and we had a talk," Oliver said. "He said he'd release Sara in exchange for Nyssa challenging her father to a trial by combat."
"What's the point of that?" Diggle asked.
"Ra's' death would remove all his blood debts," Oliver explained. "Including Malcolm's."
"That does not sound good," Felicity said. "What are you going to do?"
"What he should have done from the beginning and stayed out this."
The team saw Nyssa enter the room, clearly having heard the entire conversation.
"Any bargain with Merlyn is lie," Nyssa said. "If I were to challenge my father, I would fall, giving Merlyn the opportunity to flee and Sara dead by then."
"He's not going to leave Starling," Oliver said.
"And what makes you so sure of this?" Nyssa asked.
"Because he's here for Thea," Oliver replied. "She's his daughter."
"So it's true. Merlyn has another child," Nyssa said. "And the fact that it's your sister means you won't do what's needed to find him and Sara."
She then proceeded to leave.
"Where are you going?" Oliver asked.
"To do what's needed," Nyssa answered before leaving.
Oliver sighed deeply and Diggle and Felicity could see how tired and frustrated he was.
"Well, this is a depressing scene."
They all saw Rebekah entering as she made her comment.
"Where have you been?" Oliver asked, wondering where she had been all day.
"I was helping your friend Laurel on one of her cases, which was a complete waste of my time," Rebekah said irritably. She then headed to her corner of the lair, which was also where she slept.
Oliver sighed again as he looked at Diggle and Felicity.
"Don't look at us," Felicity said. "You let her stay here, you talk to her."
Oliver then headed to Rebekah to talk. "What happened with you and Laurel?"
"I was helping her prove some guy killed a bunch of people, and it turns out the guy is a werewolf," Rebekah explained.
"Okay," Oliver said, not even commenting on the 'werewolf' part due to the fact this is now normal for them.
"Then, she starts accusing me of covering it up because it was supernaturally related," Rebekah continued.
"Wait, you were trying to cover it up?" Oliver asked.
"Well yes, but only to keep our world separate from the normal people and not cause a panic," Rebekah explained. "Laurel thought I didn't care about the people that ended up dead."
Once he could tell that Rebekah was finished with her story, Oliver began to speak. "Laurel is the kind of person that wants to find justice for those that can't get it. She acts tough in her work because she wants to help."
"Well, what about me? I try to help her and she calls me a monster," Rebekah said.
"Did Laurel really call you that?" Oliver asked.
"Well," Rebekah began. "Not exactly. But that's pretty much what everyone sees. Even you saw that."
"Yes, I did. At first," Oliver admitted. "Do you know who made me change my mind about you and to actually talk to you first?"
Rebekah shook her head and listened to Oliver's answer.
"It was Laurel," Oliver explained. "She made me decide to look at the person and not the monster."
"Well, it looks like she's changed her mind about that," Rebekah said bitterly.
"You should talk to her again," Oliver encouraged. "I think you'd have a different opinion if you both talk to each other."
Rebekah groaned. "You know I preferred it when you shot arrows at people instead of giving them good advice."
She then went out and headed to the Police Station, knowing that Laurel would be there.
After he told Diggle and Felicity about what happened, Roy contacted Thea to make sure she was alright. They decided to meet at the now closed Verdant. It was quick for Roy since the lair was right under the club. So he waited until he saw Thea enter.
"Hey," Roy said.
"Hey yourself," Thea said. "I'm surprised you called. After how we left things, I didn't think you wanted to talk."
"You know me," Roy said, giving a small grin. "I'm full of surprises."
"Like going with my brother to ring me back?" Thea said, giving a smile back.
"Yeah, like that," Roy was about to walk up to Thea, when he felt a small prick in his neck. He then pulled out a dart before he collapsed to the floor.
"Roy!" Thea headed to his side and tried to wake him up.
"I'm afraid you are coming with me."
Thea looked up and saw Nyssa aiming an arrow at her.
Almost immediately, Thea charged at Nyssa, causing Nyssa to fire the arrow. Thea then caught the arrow before it reached her face. She threw it aside and landed a kick at Nyssa's side.
"You stay away from him!" Thea shouted.
"I did not come here for him," Nyssa said before firing another arrow. Thea caught it again, however this arrow released a gas which Thea inhaled. She then began to feel dazed. Nyssa then caught Thea before she fell and carried her off, leaving Roy alone and unconscious.
When he woke up, Roy headed down to the lair and informed Oliver, Diggle, and Felicity about what happened.
"You think Nyssa's going to use Thea as leverage against Malcolm?" Diggle asked Oliver.
"I would be surprise if she didn't," Oliver replied. He turned to Felicity. "Have you found anything?"
"I'm searching through security cameras around the city and I found this," Felicity before showing the image on screen. It showed purple smoke rising in the air. "I'm pretty sure this looks weird enough to be the League's."
"Nyssa's using a smoke signal to lure out Merlyn," Diggle said.
"It also gives us her location," Oliver said. "John I need you to secure the perimeter. Can't risk Thea seeing you."
"Got it," Diggle said.
"I'm coming with you," Roy said.
"Not with a dose of League tranquilizer in you," Oliver said. "Stay here." He then grabbed his bow and headed out with Diggle.
As night was approaching, Rebekah hurried to the police station. She hoped Caleb Williams was still there and restrained. Rebekah had to convince Laurel to move him out quickly before the full moon started to rise.
As she entered the station, she immediately spotted Laurel.
"Laurel," Rebekah shouted.
Laurel turned to see Rebekah approaching her. "What now?"
"Please tell me you still have Caleb Williams locked up," Rebekah said.
"No, he's being transferred," Laurel said.
"Are you crazy?" Rebekah whispered so as to not draw attention. "You know what he is."
"He's heavily restrained and the cops with him are heavily armed," Laurel explained.
"That won't be enough against a werewolf," Rebekah retorted. "Where is he?"
"Being loaded in the back," Laurel said.
Rebekah quickly headed there with her vampire speed. Laurel immediately followed her.
Once they reached the back, they saw Caleb being loaded in the police truck. Like Laurel said, there were at least two police officers who heavily armed. However, Laurel soon became worried when she saw her father among the officers.
Laurel rushed to her father. "Dad, what are you doing here?"
"I'm helping these guys move this nutcase out of here," Quentin explained.
"No, you need to leave now," Laurel said. No matter what she said about Caleb being secure, she didn't want her father close to any of this.
"Why should I do that?" Quentin asked, seeing the agitation in Laurel's voice.
"Because of that," Rebekah pointed.
They all saw Caleb writhe and scream in pain. The two officers tried to restrain and pin him down.
"What the hell?" Quentin was about to help the officers when Rebekah held him back.
"We need to run. Now," she said.
Just then, Caleb's bones began to bend as he broke free from his cuffs. The officers holding him down were pushed back into the police truck. Caleb was now on all fours and began to growl. He then jumped inside the back of the police truck, where the two officers began to scream and tearing noises were heard.
Quentin unholstered his gun. "What the hell is that thing!"
"No time to explain," Laurel said. "Just run."
The three of them began to run as Caleb came out of the truck, now a large wolf with glowing yellow eyes. He saw the three running and began chasing after them.
"When I get out of this, I am going to kill you!" Thea shouted. She was tied up and dangling upside down.
"I will release you once your father, Malcolm Merlyn arrives with my beloved." Nyssa said.
"What the hell do you want with my father?" Thea asked.
"It is curious," Nyssa began. "How you refer to Merlyn as your father so casually. As if you have forgotten of the monster that he is."
Before Thea could reply, she was immediately released from her restraints when an arrow fired at them, breaking them and setting her free.
She and Nyssa then saw the Arrow arrive.
"Run!" he shouted to Thea.
"I think not," Nyssa said as she grabbed Thea and punched her across the face, knocking her out. She then pulled out her sword and brought it down on Thea's throat.
"Let her go Nyssa!" Oliver shouted.
"Not until Malcolm Merlyn arrives." Nyssa said.
"And I have."
Oliver and Nyssa turned to see Malcolm Merlyn, in his Dark Archer attire, appear. With him was Sara in her Canary uniform. She was covered in bruises but still alive.
"Sara," Nyssa said under her breath.
"Let my daughter go and I'll let your beloved go," Malcolm said.
"And what assurance do I have that you will not go back on your word?" Nyssa asked, her blade close to Thea's neck.
"You have my daughter," Malcolm said. "I wouldn't risk any of my tricks."
"Very well then." Nyssa and Malcolm slowly walked towards each other, each with their respective prisoners. When they were close enough, they slowly exchanged their prisoners.
Malcolm got Thea and placed her slowly down.
Nyssa got Sara and was immediately filled with relief. "Are you alright?"
"I've been better," Sara answered weakly.
Oliver exhaled with relief. This ended well enough.
Suddenly Malcolm pulled out two arrows and fired them from his bow, straight at Nyssa and Sara.
Oliver quickly put himself between them and the arrows, blocking one arrow with his bow, but the other arrow hit him in the shoulder.
"You shouldn't have gotten in the way Oliver!" Malcolm shouted.
Nyssa ran straight for Malcolm, her sword in hand. Malcolm pulled out his own sword and their blades clashed.
"I should have expected this trick from you, Magician!" Nyssa shouted.
Oliver carefully pulled out the arrow from his shoulder and proceeded to stop Nyssa and Malcolm from killing each other.
Nyssa and Malcolm continued clashing swords, with Nyssa gaining the upper hand. She then knocked Malcolm to the ground and placed her sword to his throat.
"Now you die," Nyssa said, about to cut his head off.
An arrow then disarmed her sword and knocked it from her hand.
"I can't let you kill him Nyssa!" Oliver shouted.
"He killed hundreds of people in your city. His own son!" Nyssa shouted back. "He deserves to die."
"What would Sara do?" Oliver asked.
Nyssa hesitated hearing Sara's name. "She would want him dead."
"You know that's not true," Oliver said. "She would want Merlyn to answer for his crimes. And he can't do that if you kill him."
Nyssa, her sword still on Malcolm's throat, growled in frustration, but eventually removed it from his throat.
"If he kills again, it is on your hands," Nyssa said to Oliver before picking Sara up and leaving.
"Thanks for the rescue," Malcolm said, rubbing his neck.
"I didn't do it for you," Oliver said as he picked up Thea and began to leave.
"This doesn't change things Oliver," Malcolm called out. "As long as Thea is in this city, so am I."
"And I'll make sure you'll stay as far away from her as possible," Oliver answered before leaving completely.
Laurel, Quentin, and Rebekah were still running from the now werewolf Caleb, all the while Quentin was asking his daughter what the hell was going on.
"I'll explain later," Laurel said to her father. "Right now, we need to get away from that thing."
"That's not happening," Rebekah said. "Werewolves are as fast as vampires, so he's probably already ahead of us."
"Werewolves? Vampires?" Quentin said, growing more confused. "Laurel, what-"
Before he could ask any further, the werewolf appeared in front of them and pounced. Rebekah got in front of the werewolf and kept it from tearing them apart.
"Get back!" Rebekah shouted to Laurel and her father. Quentin saw Rebekah's eyes now red and not human.
"Rebekah!" Laurel shouted, seeing the werewolf bury it's claws in her arms.
"Doing fine," Rebekah said as she struggled against the werewolf. Being an Original, she was stronger than this werewolf, but she had to avoid getting bitten. the werewolf venom in its bite won't kill her, but could weaken her and leave Laurel and her father vulnerable.
Just then, Quentin fired several shots at the werewolf's side. This barely injured the creature and instead transferred its attention to Quentin and Laurel.
"Probably a bad idea," Quentin said as he reloaded his gun and fired again. The werewolf slowly approached them, growling and getting ready to attack.
However, Rebekah used the distraction as a chance to get behind the werewolf and wrapped her arms around its throat. Using all her vampire strength, Rebekah twisted her arms and snapped the werewolf's neck.
The werewolf dropped to the ground, dead.
Rebekah exhaled in exhaustion. "Are you all okay?"
Laurel and Quentin slowly walked past the body of the dead creature as they went to Rebekah.
"I should be asking you that," Laurel said.
"I've had better days," Rebekah shrugged. "I'm more disappointed with my ruined outfit."
"Laurel, " Quentin said. "Can you tell what the hell I just saw?"
"It's a long story," Laurel said.
After Quentin had called in back-up to move the body of the werewolf, which was now back in its human form, Laurel told her father everything about the existence of supernatural beings and what Rebekah is.
"It's days like this I wish I was still drinking," Quentin said, finding a lot of what Laurel said difficult to believe. "So you're just fine hanging out with a vampire?"
"She's not so bad dad," Laurel admitted. "She can be difficult, but I think she just needs friends."
"Alright then," Quentin said, raising his hands in resignation. "Unless these weird things get involved in police business, I don't need to know."
Laurel chuckled as she left his office.
Laurel met up with Rebekah, who was in a corner where no one was paying attention to her.
"How is your father taking the information about my world?" Rebekah asked.
"More confused than when he found my sister was alive and part of a group of assassins," Laurel admitted.
Rebekah laughed. "You and your friends have strange lives."
Laurel sighed. "Look, I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm sorry. I'm still adjusting to this supernatural world and I didn't expect it to cross with my job. When it did, I just got a little shaken."
"Well, I shouldn't have put you in a position to feel that way," Rebekah said. "I'm not used to helping people and it usually doesn't go smoothly."
"How about we both agree to get to know each other which doesn't involve almost getting killed," Laurel suggested.
"I would like that," Rebekah smiled.
When he was sure that Thea was safe, Oliver returned back to lair. It was empty since he had told Diggle and Felicity to return home after he told them he had Thea.
Oliver sighed as he was tired from the night's events. He was not sure how the rest of this night would go
Then his cellphone rang.
Oliver answered it. "Hello."
"It's Barry, Barry Allen," the voice in the other end said. "I woke up. I could use some advice."
"I'll be right there," Oliver said before he headed out again.
After her conversation with Laurel, Rebekah went back to the lair for a change of clothes. When she arrived, she saw Oliver just heading in as well.
"What did I miss?" Rebekah asked.
"Well, I had to rescue my sister from Nyssa and I had to protect Malcolm from her and possibly started a war with the League of Assassins," Oliver said. "How was your night?"
"Me and Laurel almost got eaten by a werewolf," Rebekah said.
Oliver gave a weak chuckle.
"Oliver Queen, I think that's the first time I've heard you laugh," Rebekah said, laughing herself.
"Well, Rebekah Mikaelson," Oliver said. "I am not broody 24 hours a day. I do laugh."
"Yes, but probably not in front of other peo-" Rebekah didn't finish her sentence as an arrow went through her heart. Before she fell, Rebekah saw that it was made of wood.
"Rebekah!" Oliver shouted. He rushed to her body and saw that it began to become pale as if all the blood had stopped flowing in her.
"And I thought my contempt for you could not grow any greater," Nyssa said as she walked towards Oliver. "Then I find out you associate yourselves with these creatures."
Oliver tried to grab Nyssa, but she blocked all his efforts.
"Calm yourself Oliver," Nyssa said.
"You just killed her!" Oliver shouted.
"Temporarily," Nyssa said. "An Original vampire is not easy to kill."
"A what?" Oliver asked. This is the first time he's heard the name.
"Ask her once she awakens," Nyssa referred to Rebekah's 'dead' body.
"Why are you back here Nyssa?" Oliver asked.
"I came here to inform you that Sara is well and heading back with us," Nyssa informed him. "I also came here to discuss your sister."
"She's fine," Oliver said.
"I was referring to the fact that she has been lying to you," Nyssa said.
"What are you talking about?" Oliver asked.
"It is not my place to tell and this is only my suspicion," Nyssa answered vaguely. "But keep an eye on your sister. She may know more about Merlyn than she says."
Before Nyssa left, she informed Oliver about another subject. "Has this woman told you about her brother, Klaus Mikaelson?"
"Enough to know he's dangerous," Oliver replied.
"Then heed my warning," Nyssa said. "If she continues to stay in Starling City, her brother will come for her and your city will be in far greater danger than what it has already faced."
She then left.
After she did, Rebekah immediately gasped. Oliver saw that her skin began to regain its color and she removed the wooden arrow.
"What the hell just happened!" Rebekah asked.