So Arrow returned this week with in my opinion the best episode of the season (if you want my ratings of all of season 3's episodes check out my latest post in Momentos). It always seems to take arrow around 8-10 episodes into a season to hit their stride, this year they were really trying to hit the whole "Felicity is more than Oliver's wet blanket" theme and they probably played a little too much with that and they probably will also admit that they dragged out the "who killed Sara" a little too long. But with the Climb, now what basically is the resurrection (of both Oliver and the Canary), things are starting to move.

As for this piece, I'm working with one of my favorite episodes, Season 1 Episode 14, or otherwise known as, "Oliver gets shot by his mom and Felicity learns his secret" episode. However as we know from this piece's previous chapter, things are going to be a bit different, this will really be the first time that this episode will be entirely AU. I hope you all enjoy it.

As always, I don't own anything, at least DC Comic book wise, well I do own some comic books, but really I don't own Arrow comic books, actually I have some on my kindle…okay..1..2..3.


The Odyssey

Oliver Queen: My name is Oliver Queen, for five years I was trapped in Russia, and during my time there I had one goal: survive so that I can fulfill my quest to punish those that left me there to suffer. To do that I must become someone else…I must become something else.


Oliver looks down at Felicity who has now gone unconscious out from the bullet wound in her shoulder, he looks back up at Diggle, "Please God tell me that anyone knows I'm here."

Diggle shakes his head, "No, everyone thinks you're eating at Big Belly in the Glades."

Oliver nodded, "Spray this place down, I don't want any lab getting ahold of any blood and get her to the Foundry, I have to cover my steps and then I will meet you there."

"We could take her to the hospital Oliver." Diggle responds.

Oliver shakes his head, "No, until we figure out who was the target no one is going to the hospital, is that clear?"

Diggle nods and yells a command in Russian for his men to clear out, Diggle carries the bloodied Felicity in his arms and toward his car. An aggressive drive back to the glades later later Diggle arrives at the Foundry, some of his men help get Felicity out of the car and carry Felicity to the Foundry door, Diggle types in the code to the door and carries her down the steps until he tries his best to gently place her on the medical cart.

"Damn it, it just missed the coradic," Diggle gets out some gauze from the medical kit and finds a chunk of concrete, probably the remains of a cinder block from one of Oliver's lifting sessions. He places enough gauze to soak up some of the bleeding and then places the chunk of concrete on the gauze to apply pressure to the wound. Diggle goes to the blood drawer and pulls out a bag of O negative blood, with O Negative basically being safe you to use on almost anyone, almost is his best bet right now.


Oliver is crouched into the fetal position in his bed, even with the flannels and the thick quilt to keep him warm the harsh Russian winter is still making him shiver. Suddenly he was rolled out of bed and his head slams against the floor.

"Time to get up," Yvgenny remarked, "We have work to do."

Oliver looked out the window, "It's not even dawn yet."

Yvgenny nodded, "Exactly, now hurry, we haven't much time."

"Where are we going?"

"Outside," Yvgenny flatly answered.

"To do what?"

"To teach you."


Oliver gets into his Bentley, and dials his mother, "Mother, I have an issue I won't be in the office for the rest of the day."

"What happened?" Moira annoyingly responds.

"Some gangbangers hit one of the Big Belly locations, I want to check it out and make sure everything is alright."

"Wow, that's awful." Oliver snarls and shakes his head, his mother never uses that word, "Alright Oliver just be careful, they're after the projects they may be after you as well."

"I know, Diggle has got me quite secure in the backseat." Oliver answers, "We will be cautious." Oliver hangs up the phone. Oliver sighs, he wants to get to the Foundry to help Felicity but with the chance that he's being followed, Oliver can't lead his followers to The Foundry. So Oliver drives around the block and goes to the last place they were expecting him, the location of the hit attempt.


Oliver is dressed in his winter clothes and by now the sun had slowly started to make its daily appearance. Yvgenny lead Oliver to an empty field and hands him a wooden stick, "Here," Yvgenny started, "I don't trust you with knife yet, so we use wood instead. When we get good with wood, then I give you knife."

Oliver thought about making a joke at him being very good with his wood, but he figured now wouldn't be the best of times. Yvgenny grips his wooden stick in his hand, "Now, try to kill me."

Oliver looks up, "With a stick?"

Yvgenny raised and eyebrow, "You don't think I can kill you with a wooden stick?"

Oliver shook his head, "No, I know you can, but I know nothing about fighting, at least give me a gun try to make it even."

Yvgenny nodded, "Fine," Yvgenny pulled a small pistol out of his holster and handed it to Oliver, "Now try to kill me, just know that if you miss you wake up the wolves. If you do hit me, you still will wake up the wolves, and they will hopefully feed on my dead body before they get to yours."

Oliver sighed, "Fine give me the stick."

Yvgenny smacked Oliver in the face with the stick, and Oliver falls into the snow, "Hey I wasn't ready."

"The wolves don't care, neither will the men who will look for you and kill you care, in a world like ours you are only as strong as your weakness, and you Oliver are a big weakness to my family, so if I can't teach you how to kill, either I will kill you or you will kill us all. So again Mr. Queen, пусть меня научат вас, как убить (let me teach you how to kill)." For the next six hours, Oliver and Yvgenny battled with the sticks, the process was mostly the same, Yvgenny would drop Oliver to the snow, tell him what he did wrong, and then went back to fighting before Yvgenny would again drop Oliver back in the snow. Soon enough the howl of the wolves signaled for them to go back to the cabin. There Oliver fell immediately asleep while Yvgenny fixed them lunch.

In his dream he awakens, he turns to see Laurel, both of them are naked, draped by a silk sheet, "Good morning," Laurel smiled.

Oliver smiled back and then sighed, "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Cheating on you, with Sara, with everyone."

Laurel's smiles fades and turns into a slight, snarl, "Did it hurt?"

"Did what hurt?"

"When they killed you?" The last image before Oliver jolted out of his bed with Oliver taking a bullet to the forehead.


Oliver makes it back to the scene of the hit, by now a news screw and the police have arrived at the scene. He parks his Bentley and looks around to see any cars stopping, he sees none but then looks up on the rooftops of all the buildings, and sure enough Oliver can point out a man on the rooftop looking at him through a scope, he can't tell if there is a rifle attached to the scope, although he doubts it because there is too much police and news crews in the area that the heat would be unbearable for a while. He also can't determine if the man with the scope was around during the hit attempt. He also doesn't know whether or not information was relayed to whoever is following him that he was in this location for the hit attempt. He sits in his Bentley, trying his best to figure out how to handle this issue. Soon enough there is a tapping on the window, he looks up to see Detective Lance.

"Mr. Queen, I thought I would be seeing you here."

Oliver nods, "Yes, just wondering what the hell happened."

Lance sighs "Apparently the underside of Bertinelli Construction hasn't taken your company's purchase too kindly. I can immediately tell by the ammunition that this is Bertinelli, the style of hit looks very Bertinelli as well, lots of gunfire, no real purpose other than pissing people off and putting innocents in danger. The Triad, I have to hand it to them before you guy offed The Queen, they like to be a little more precise.

Oliver smiles, "So that guy up on the roof with the scope, he must be Triad then right?"

Lance turns in the direction that Oliver is pointing in and at this point the man in the scope is running away, "Oh shit, rooftop, rooftop, guys get that building surrounded that fucker is going down!"

Oliver gets into his Bentley and takes a shortcut through some back streets to beat the officers who are in much slower vehicles. He gets out of the car and cuts through a few alleys, knowing that if this guy is highly professional mafia, than this man who was spying on him must have an escape route, he beats the cops to the building and looks for a car that would be inconspicuous enough and large enough to carry the scope, then he finds it, a Jeep Grand Cherokee, looking in through the lift gate, Oliver sees the remnants of some electrical equipment, Oliver waits by the exit door and soon enough the door slams open and the man carrying the scope and electrical equipment comes bursting through, Oliver grabs him by the throat and slams the man's head into the wall, when he sees that the man isn't completely unconscious he does it again to finish the job, Oliver removes the surveillance equipment and pulls out the man's keys. He dumps the equipment into the Jeep and drives towards his Bentley just as the cops arrive to find an unconscious body in the alley.


After their meal, Yvgenny brought them out into forest again, "More playing with sticks?" Oliver groaned.

"No," Yvgenny commands, "No we kill wolves first then we play with sticks." They traveled through the forest until Oliver saw what Yvgenny must have done while he was asleep, three wolves lay entrapped in snares, all of them at this point had their fir pointing straight up and are growling immensely, Yvgenny nocked his poison tipped arrows and delivered an arrow into the heart of the three beasts. As the two waited for the wolves to slowly die, Oliver got curious, "What happened to the rest of the pack?" Oliver asked.

"They abandoned them to die, they had become weak, and a pack is only as strong as their weakest link, sound familiar?"

Once the wolves are dead, Yvgenny pulls out his knife, "Start fire, fire keeps off…"

"Wolves, I know," Oliver responded. Twenty minutes later the pelts were removed from the wolves and the wolf meat was spread throughout the area and Yvgenny placed the snares next to the bits of meat.

"The wolves eat their own?" Oliver asked.

Yvgenny nodded, "Yes, when it comes to survival a species will cannibalize itself until there is no one left. Humans do the same."

"It is not normal for most humans to eat humans." Oliver answered.

"But it is normal for humans to kill each other, we are in the survival game Mr. Queen, and to survive we most kill human, now let's go we have work to do."

"Shouldn't we be heading to the cabin?" Oliver asked.

Yvgenny shook his head, "Until you learn there is no cabin, living is cabin is privilege."

"So you're going to leave me out here tonight?"

Yvgenny shook his head again, "No if you do not learn, I must suffer with you, I am only as strong as my weakness."


Oliver rushed down the steps of the Foundry carrying the surveillance equipment in a duffle over his shoulder, Diggle was completes the last stitch on Felicity's shoulder.

"How is she?" Oliver asks.

"Her heart rate is still elevated, but the bleeding has stopped, thanks to your lack of cleaning up."

Oliver nodded, "See it pays to be messy."

Diggle shook his head, "Bratva Captain who plans out all his operations within the millisecond, yet is an absolute slob everywhere else."

Oliver sighs, "So what do you think she's going to think when she wakes up?"

"You mean if she wakes up." The look on Oliver's face causes Diggle to parse his lips, "Fine, sorry," Diggle sighs again, "Well considering the fact that you had her research Floyd Lawton's laptop that was ridden with bullet holes, traced a 2.6 million dollar shady transaction, and had her trace a capsule of Vertigo, and considering that she hacked into the Code, I don't think she's going to be as surprised as you think."

Oliver shakes his head, "This was stupid Diggle, I never should have gotten her involved."

Diggle sighs, "Hard enough for us to admit, but even Bratva Captains and Warriors need help sometimes."


The coldness of the night started to make Oliver lethargic, added to the fact that the wind wasn't helping either. Both of them had now covered their faces with balaclavas, Oliver's hand had become virtually frozen into his grip on the wooden stick, the only nice thing about the cold is that the numbness surely was hiding the pain from all the welts that Yvgenny had caused him in the last few hours.

"Again," Yvgenny commanded.

"If we stay out any longer than were going to get frostbite." Oliver pleaded.

"Then we get frostbite," Yvgenny calmly added, "Again, until you put me down."

"Just let me fucking hit you and I'll put you down it will save both are lives at this point."

Yvgenny shook his head, "If I give you an inch, an inch is all it takes for my entire family to die, either you get it right, or you kill the both of us trying, if I die tonight, I know that my family will still remain strong, if I let you live…"

Oliver lunged at Yvgenny, trying to catch him off guard from one of his many lectures on about how weak Oliver is, but Yvgenny's movements hadn't slowed down in the bitter cold, Oliver took a strike to the stomach and then one in the back of the head, before he fell into the snow, "Are you getting tired of falling into the snow? Perhaps you should think about what I've told you, if you do that perhaps we can make it to the cabin before we die."


Suddenly the monitors go haywire and Felicity begins to convulse on the med table. Then suddenly Felicity drops still and the monitors go from their staccato to one smooth continuous sound.

"Her heart has stopped." Diggle concludes.

"No shit Diggle, help me with this will you?" Oliver and Diggle pull the defibrillator from the corner, and activate the machine. Oliver pulls the paddles too hard which causes the wiring to come out, "Fuck!"

"I got it Oliver, put one paddle over her heart and one on her abdomen; this is a high grade defibrillator you both of those paddles on her heart and you blow it to shreds."

"I remember Diggle, it was a clean way to kill someone after we tortured them ." Diggle sets the wiring in and the charge fills, Diggle nods, "Clear!" Oliver unleashes the charge which causes Felicity's body to jolt off the table, but her heart is still stopped. Diggle loads the charge once more, and Oliver unleashes a second charge into Felicity's system. This time the monitors begin to make their familiar beating sound, Oliver drops the paddles and checks for a pulse, he feels the feint beat of a pulse in her throat. Oliver then lets out a massive breath, "It's so much easier killing them than saving them."


After a moment of rest Oliver pushes himself off the snow, since he's arrived in Moscow, he's been in a massive car accident, kidnapped, imprisoned, tortured, shot, threatened to be sold into sex slavery, nearly frozen to death, stalked by wolves, and beaten to a pulp by a small Russian man with a wooden stick. He realizes one conclusion…he has quite a high pain tolerance. He then fetches an idea, Oliver pulls himself into position to battle Yvgenny, Oliver goes to strike Yvgenny high, which usually means that Yvgenny will strike his midsection or his face. Yvgenny goes for his face, and for once he realizes something…if they aim high you hit low…Yvgenny has been doing it for hours, Oliver drives strikes Yvgenny into his midsection, which causes Yvgenny to slightly contract his abdomen to control the pain, Oliver then feels another lesson forming in his head…once you hit low…then hit high as the body wants to protect what hurts…Oliver strikes Yvgenny in the back of the head with the stick, but instead of falling Yvgenny stumbles forward, and then turns to regain his position. "God Damnit just fall!"

Yvgenny nods, "Not until you get it right, now keep using your head and we won't die tonight." Oliver's frustration gets the best of him and he charges Yvgenny, he swings high and Yvgenny ducks underneath, Oliver knowing that he will hit low turns his body away from Yvgenny, Yvgenny spins and attempts to kick Oliver, Oliver knowns then to swing high, he swings but misses Yvgenny, and this time Yvgenny gets his shot to the midsection, Oliver knows that Yvgenny will try to put him down from behind, so he moves forward giving Yvgenny less material to hit, the strike the back of his knee hurts but it doesn't put him down.

Yvgenny nods, "Finally, we can fight now." Yvgenny charges Oliver, he raises his stick to strike Oliver, but Oliver sees it, he's surprised that he sees it, it's almost as if Yvgenny through osmosis has trained him the move in his head. As Yvgenny charges him, Oliver sidesteps him and then crosses his left leg behind his right leg, then Oliver moves his right leg around Yvgeny's right leg, Oliver for a small temporary time has scissored Yvgenny's leg. Oliver slams the butt of the stick into the back of Yvgenny's head and then leans on him, he wraps his right arm around Yvgenny's head and slams him headfirst into the snow. Oliver lets out a long sigh of relief.

"You got me down," Yvgenny mentioned, his face full of snow, "Not the most efficient way and surely as you got off the ground you would be killed, but fair is fair, you got me down, let's go check for frostbite."


With Felicity stable, Oliver finally sets the equipment that he stole from the spy and lays it in front of the computers. He uses a USB connector to activate the surveillance equipment's software, but immediately runs into a dead end because the software is encrypted, "Sure would be nice to have someone that could break this for me?" Oliver sighs.

"Let me get it upstairs, I'm sure we got some guys that can do some work on it." Diggle mentions.

Oliver shakes his head, "No Diggle, people like this usually have self-destruct sequences in their software for this reason, I need somebody that I can trust to do it right the first time," Oliver turns to Felicity, "So were just going to have to wait."


After another unrestful sleep Oliver was once again awoken by Yvgeny, just the same as yesterday the rose before the dawn, all the movement and all the falls from the previous night combined with the Russian cold had made Oliver's body nearly immobile, but Yvgeny showed no mercy, he attacked Oliver with a fervor, Oliver noticed though that even though his strength was depleted his mind and his muscle memory weren't, he soon out of mere instinct could predict Yvgeny's moves, could block them and he could get a few decent strikes on his own. As the sun rose, Yvgenny stopped, "Come we must handle wolves." Ygenny and Oliver traveled to the previous location where they had set last night's wolf meat and snares, unlike the previous day only one wolf was trapped in the snares, Yvgeny took out his bow and Oliver fully assumed at this point that Yvgeny would drive an arrow into the wolf's heart and the two would slowly watch it die, instead Yvgeny's arrow struck the snare, and the rope split apart letting the wolf free.

"Did you miss?" Oliver asked.

"No," Yvgeny answered, "New rule, always be aware when you are the one being hunted." Well enough ,eight wolves peak out of the forest, and start charging Ygenny and Oliver, "Tree now."

Ygenny found the closest tree and pulled himself up on the branch, he secured himself and reached back for Oliver, and Oliver used Yvgeny's hand as he quickly ascended into the tree as well, Yvgeny and Oliver climbed high enough to feel themselves at a safe distance."

"The wolves set a trap with one of our traps," Oliver nervously chuckled.

"This is not a laughing matter," Yvgenny pulls out his arrows, "Keep climbing I will handle them."

"If you knew it was a trap, why did you set one free?" Oliver asked.

"So they would come to me, that way I could kill them all." As the wolves surrounded the tree Yvgenny nocked a poison tipped arrow and shot each one eight into his back or into its side. Then just as they did the day before, they remained up in the tree and watched the wolves slowly collapse into the snow and die. "Now we get down," Yvgeny mentions. Once Oliver is down, Yvgenny hands him a knife, "I make fire this time."

Oliver looked up at him, "But I don't know how to skin a wolf, or anything for that matter."

"Good day to learn," Yvgenny answered, "I will tell you while I keep fire burning."

Oliver stared at the knife for a few moments before reluctantly taking it, he walked over to one of the wolves, he kicked it a few times to make sure it was truly dead, once somewhat satisfied that the wolf was dead, Oliver got on his knees next to the wolf.

"Roll it on its back and then drive the knife into his chest and pull it straight down until you reach his penis, then cut the penis off."

Oliver sighed, "Poor guy," Oliver gripped the knife strongly in his right hand and then jammed the point of the knife into the wolf's chest, hot steaming blood spattered all over his face, grossly enough the warmth of the blood gave a small soothing warmth to his very cold skin. As Oliver pulled the knife downwards, splitting the beast in half, all his pent up feelings towards everything that happened to him began to symbolize into the dead wolf, his tormentor, the cold, the wolves, Yvgeny, and his father's betrayal, all formulated into this thing that he was now castrating and at that moment he felt no remorse for the dead beast, he felt…proud, he had conquered his snarling tormentor, his death meant that Oliver still lived, still existed on this Earth, never in Oliver's life did he see death to be this satisfying.


Felicity takes are large inhale of what she can tell even in her entirely groggly state to be very thick air, settled air, like subway, underground air, then she remembers everything that happened, showing Oliver what she found, the plans of all the main organized crime families to absolutely level multiple parts of the city and use elements of their organizations to completely rebuild it. Then she remembers the hit attempt, and now the idea of being underground starts to cause her to panic, because she's either being held captive or worse she's buried alive…and soon Felicity lets out a panicked scream.

"It's okay Felicity, it's okay!" Oliver grabs a hold of her good shoulder and looks into her eyes, "Felicity, this is Oliver, you are in my father's old factory in The Glades."

Felicity breathes in and looks at Oliver's deep blue eyes, "I guess I didn't die…cool." Then Felicity takes a look at her surroundings, and then she sees it, arrows, green hooded suit, "Oh my God."

"Felicity it's okay, I know this is a shock to you," Oliver tries to calm her.

Felicity shakes her head, "No, in fact everything about you just became so unbelievably clear." Then Felicity feels a wetness pooling between her thighs, but it's not the good kind of pooling, like thoughts of Oliver Queen in green tight leather good, no this type of pooling is cold, and it smells a lot like…, "Did I pee myself?" Felicity asks.

Oliver smiles, "Yes, pretty normal when your unconscious for a couple hours, if we took you to a hospital they would probably get the next of kin to change you or get their permission and then put a bed pan down, but we figured you wouldn't appreciate a stranger taking off your underwear without permission.

"I can't believe I just peed myself in front of Oliver Queen, I mean it's embarrassing to pee yourself in front of anyone not just you, but you are my boss so that makes it a little more awkward."

"I was figuring all this would be more of a shock," Oliver uses his hands to display the Foundry.

Felicity smiles, "Which part the Green Hood part or the fact that your Russian Bratva."

Oliver whips his head sharply back to Felicity, "How did you figure that out, my existence in the Bratva is not revealed in the code."

"Like I mentioned before, you brought me a laptop riddled with bullet holes that belonged to Floyd Lawton also known as Deadshot, who just happened to die the night of your attendance at UNIDAC Industries fake auction, which you personally had me track down, which now that I think about it, you already knew about it but you needed someone to trace the transaction back, you had me trace a black arrow, and then you asked me to do a spectro analysis on a capsule of Vertigo, and all of this happening while the Russian Bratva takes The Glades which also happens to be in time with the arrival of Oliver Queen's return from Russia. I may be blonde, but I'm not that blonde."

"Oliver this just proves you're not too great with your cover stories." Diggle smiles as he walks into the room.

Felicity turns to Diggle, "So are you the black hood?" Felicity seizes and then grimaces, "Wow that came out terribly racist."

Diggle laughs, "No, we have no idea who he is, only who he works for."

Oliver nods, "The darker hood works for someone who is called The Keeper, or the keeper of the code the same code that you just broke into and shortly thereafter almost died."

"But if the other archer was after me why didn't we get shot with arrows instead of bullets?" Felicity asks.

"Because they don't know that you broke the encryption yet, but what we do know is that one or both of us was being followed," Oliver points to the surveillance equipment, "And one or both of us are being targeted. So for the time being I'm afraid that for your protection you've just become a hostage to the Bratva."
"This sounds like a bad romance novel," Felicity scoffs, "Woman in danger, and the only person that can help her is a handsome mobster," Oliver smiles and Felicity stops herself once again, "Not that I'm saying your handsome or anything, well let's say it's a well-known fact. That sounded weird."

Oliver smiled and nodded, "For now you will have to stay here, now that you are alive I will arrange my associates to create a suitable living quarters for you. In the meantime my associate Mr. Diggle and I was wondering if you would like to officially join us in on our little team?"

Felicity sighs, "I appreciate you doing your best to keep me alive but no, you're a gangster, who is passing off his actions onto the city as being a heroic vigilante. I know that what you were using me for when Floyd Lawton showed up dead, and it took a lot of red wine to try to get that out of my conscience."

"Floyd Lawton killed my brother, and he killed many others, you saved more lives than you hurt." Diggle reminds her.

Felicity sighs, "I told myself that as well, I kept helping you hoping that I could show you the ways of your family, but you're the Hood as well. I just, I just can't imagine my life in organized crime, I'm sorry I should be more appreciative but…"

Oliver places a hand on Felicity's good shoulder, and Felicity closes her eyes on the touch, "Starling City is filled with organized crime, if the Bratva didn't come than those responsibilities would be taken by someone else. What we're doing here what Diggle and I are doing are taking all the families down piece by piece, and once all the families are disposed of there will be no one to enact the plans on The Code. But with this keeper and his archer we need to accelerate our operations, Diggle and I can't do it alone, if you can on your spare time with your equipment can take down the code, just imagine what you can do with a billionaires equipment at your disposal."

"Not with this system," Felicity walks over the computers, "This system hurts me, not as much as this bullet wound does right now, but it still hurts me, this system looks like it's from the eighties, and not the good eighties with Madonna and leg warmers." Felicity inhales, "As payment for saving my life and keeping me safe, I will help you, but only Arrow business, I will help you until everything is clear and after that I want to go back to my boring life of being an I.T. girl."

Oliver nods, "Okay."

"First things, first though," Felicity starts, "I have to get some new pants and underwear; I still can't believe I peed myself."

"We set up facilities downstairs, there is a pair of never won boxers of mine in the locker in their as well as a spare set of clothes, they will obviously be big but they are dry."

Felicity sighs, "Thank you, and not just for the change of clothes."

Oliver nods and Felicity goes toward the bathroom to change.

"So how do you want to play this Oliver?" Diggle starts, "Someone tried to make a hit on you, you think your mother knows?"

Oliver shakes his head, "The hit was probably remnants of Bertinelli, the constructions workers know the locations, we had food ordered by you sent to that spot, plus Lance was right, it was done in Bertinelli fashion, what we don't know is if it was a bunch of old Bertinelli going for revenge or if someone made a deal. Either way you arrived with Bratva right?"

Diggle nods, and Oliver nods back, "Than we leak out that Bratva did the hit, claim that it is a message that the Bratva must now be respected in Starling City and if there respect isn't granted there will be more violence."

Diggle smiles, "No one will say anything because they don't want to admit they botched the hit."

Oliver nodded, "And it makes us look weaker than we actually are, perhaps one of them will be dumb enough to challenge us."


"I practically gift wrapped this for you!" Moira screams into her phone, Moira takes a long inhale and exhale, "Fine, we know one survived what of the other?"

"No signs of the girl anywhere," a voice answers back.

Moira grimaces, "You had one job to do, wound my son and kill the girl and what you are telling me that you did neither? My son called me and is trying to cover his tracks right now, whatever there is another time and date for that, but for now, you have twenty-four hours to find the girl and kill her or I cover this up and you know what that means." Moira ends the call and slams the phone onto the desk.

"Rough day?" Walter walks to Moira's office.

"You have no idea," Moira answers.


Just to give you a heads up, might be a little surprised at where I take this next time...