The league had its benefits, thought Sara, i mean, other than all the rules that led to death.
Nyssa Ah Ghul was on the receiving end of one of those rules, when Merlyn has seized control of the league, she has commuted treason to destroy the Lazarus pit, which has led to her now being prodded off the edge off a cliff. Who was prodding but Malcolm himself with his psychopath son egging him on.
"Go on dad, kill her, then we can deal with my old friends, you know, the ones that left me to die"
"quiet!" Malcolm snapped "Tommy, there are rules here, which means that Nyssa is entitled to fight for her survival, so nyssa, who will be tor champion, or will you fight your own battles for once?"
Nyssa said nothing but merely took a step into the arena that would decide her fate.
" Ooooooh, the cheeky bitch is fighting for herself, this is new!" Tommy was giggling. Nyssa hadnt been able to stop Merlyn resurrecting his dead son, but she knew how to strip it away from him again. She stepped out of the circle.
" By the laws of the league, i am entitled to know who my champion will be fighting" Nyssa stared at Malcolm as she said it , she knew his ego would impact his decision.
" Why Nyssa, obviously I will fight this "Champion" of yours"
Nyssa grinned, and Malcolm realised what he had done, but before he could stop her, Nyssa shouted
"Tommy Merlyn shall fight for me!"
Tommy to his credit, barely reacted,
"Ok" he said stepping into the circle after picking two serrated daggers.
Malcolm, seeing his sons reaction, assumed Tommy had a plan, and stepped in, holding no weapons.
"Fight" An assasin declared and Tommy threw one of his daggers towards Malcolms head, whilst making a lunge towards his father's chest.
Malcolm being unprepared, managed to dodge the thrown dagger but felt the other pierce his stomach, as he turned to look at his son. Tommy ripped the dagger out with so much force that Malcolm span away from him, then he dropped. To his knees, with a face wondering how his son would do this to him, then he saw the other dagger, with its hilt in the ground, Blade pointing skywards, directly where his head will hit when he collapses. In that moment he realised that Nyssa was right, Tommy as back. But not with his soul. As Malcolm fell towards the other blade. Nyssa was cut free, handed food rations, a map, and a plane ticket, to starling city. Nyssa walked past the once great man's corpse, and began her journey to avenge her family.
