"Let's head out and we can do some more on that case." Samuel tells Oliver as he grabs his leather jacket and heads out the door.
"Yeah."
"Oliver, Sam. I wanna introduce you to someone." Oliver and Samuel exchange a look before turning around and heading over to where their mother, Walter, and another man stand waiting. "John Diggle. He'll be accompanying you both from now on."
"Moira, we don't need a babysitter." Samuel says.
"Daling, Oliver's and Samuel are grown men. And if they don't feel they need armed protection-"
"You know, I understand, but this is something I need." Samuel sighs, already feeling guilty and bad for his mother. Oliver looks at Diggle, who stands tall and professional with his hands clasped.
"He looks like he has stick up his ass." Samuel whispers to Oliver, who bites back a grin. "I'm sure we could ditch him if we needed to." Oliver kicks Samuel in the leg, causing Samuel to bite back a groan.
"We'll take him along." Oliver says as Samuel forces a smile.
"Thank you." Moira says as she hugs them both.
"I hate you." Samuel mouths to Oliver who only grins in response.
The two climb into the backseat of the car as Diggle gets in the front. "So..." Oliver begins as they drive down the road. "What do I call you?" He asks as Samuel looks around the car, pushing random buttons.
"Diggle's good." He tells them. "Dig if you want."
"You're ex-military?" Oliver guesses, causing Samuel to look over at the man.
"Yes, sir. 105th airborne out of Kandahar, retired." Samuel frowns and looks out the window. They still could ditch him. Oliver probably had just as good training and Samuel does too, plus he has his speed. "Been in the private sector a little more than four years now. I don't want there to be any confusion, Mr. Queen and Mr. Greyson. My ability to keep you both from harm will outweigh your comfort." Oliver nudges Samuel, who nods and the two quickly escape the car.
Samuel grabs Oliver's hand and uses his super speed to get them out of there quickly and to their father's old factory, which will be their headquarters.
The two jump the fence and begin to get to work. Oliver's abduction has forced them to move up their plans, but Oliver never did lie. There had been a man in a green hood in that warehouse and a man in that warehouse and soon there will be a man in black known as Velocity.
Oliver and Samuel get their tools out and begin to break open the cement floors, lowering their supplies, breaking down walls, and setting their equipment up.
They have tables, green lights, and weapons all set up. Oliver sharpens his arrows, while Samuel pulls out his uniform to hang up. His uniform insists of a black wife beater and a black leather jacket. The jacket has a hood and a symbol on it's back, the symbol is a golden V, which is formed by two lightning bolts and the v is surrounded by a golden circle, which resembles a rope. Along with that, he has a pair of black leather pants, black heavy combat boots, and black fingerless leather gloves. He also has a pair of black high tech goggles.
Once Oliver is done sharpening his arrows and other weapons he begins to work out, while Samuel then begins to sharpen his throwing daggers and ninja stars.
Once that is all taken care of Oliver and Samuel begin to practice their aims, both hitting their targets perfectly.
"The suit alleges that Hunt committed multiple acts of fraud and theft against the city's underprivileged." The newscaster says as Oliver and Samuel watch it with interest. "Laurel Lance, an attorney for the city necessary..."
"Adam Hunt." Samuel glances over at Oliver. "He's in the book. His crimes go deeper than fraud and theft."
"Yeah, but he's been able to bully, bribe, or kill anyone who's gotten into his way." Samuel adds. Oliver gets up and walks to his box, which holds his own uniform.
"He hasn't met us yet." Oliver picks up his hood, which causes Samuel to get up and change into his uniform.
"Let's pay a visit then."
Samuel speeds through the garage, not making a single sound, as he listens to Hunt. "You remind Grell I put him on the bench, I can take him off. I will turn him into a cautionary tale.
"Yes, Mr. Hunt."
"And this attorney, Laurel Lance. You said she wasn't gonna be a problem anymore. I told you to fix that situation." The group stops, causing Samuel to slow down. "Why are you still here?"
Samuel slips on his goggles just as Oliver fires an arrow directly at the lights. The lights go out, casting the place in shadows. Samuel smirks and pulls out a handful of ninja stars. He throws them hard and they go flying right into the man on the left of Mr. Hunt.
"Get in the car!" The other man yells to Mr. Hunt as Samuel speeds up, once Hunt ran to the car, and broke that man's neck before he can even move. His gun goes off as he falls to the ground, a bullet hits Samuel, but he just groans and pulls it out of him, the wound closing in less than a blink of an eye.
"You okay?" Oliver asks.
"Fine, can't die remember?" Samuel breaks the window open and pulls Hunt out of the car, throwing him to the ground.
"No, please!" He yells. "Look, just, just tell me what you." He begs as Samuel kneels beside him, one hand holding him down, the other holding a knife to his throat, while Oliver crouches on top of the car with an arrow drawn.
"You're gonna transfer $40 million into Starling City bank account 1141 by 10 o'clock pm tomorrow night." Samuel says as he pulls the man up to his feet and holds him tightly by his coat, while he still has a knife on his throat.
"Or what?"
"Or we'll take it and you won't like how." Samuel hisses, the lights blowing up with each word he spoke. He moves away from the man, his hands sparking, but he squeezes his fists, causing the sparks to disappear. He begins to walk away with Oliver as Mr. Hunt spoke up.
"If I see you again, you're dead!" Samuel's eyes turn an electric blue. He spins around and throws his dagger right above Mr. Hunt's head, while Oliver fires an arrow right into the man's car window. He turns around and looks with a pale face, while Samuel's eyes return to normal and he speeds him and Oliver out.
