"Then why are we here?"

"So we can find ourselves." I touched my head carefully as I felt a dull pain.

"That's not really it." He looked at me, a knowing look covering his features.

"I... I don't remember my life before this." I gestured to the forest. "I can't imagine the city I'm from. I don't even know what it's called."

"What you want isn't here. This little trip won't help you remember. It will only make things worse." My head only got worse but then it was like I could see and think clearly again.

"Right." I shook my head. "Why do I feel so... Off?"

"I don't know. How did we get here?"

"Helicopter. I hid it on the southern end of the island."

"We need to go back to Starling City." I nodded.

"Yeah, uh, I need to put Slade back. Head to the copter. I'll catch up." Oliver nodded and started the long walk to the Southern end. I didn't hesitate to put my mask on and throw Slade over my shoulder.

By the time I put him back in his cell he was waking up. "Mari. Why are locking me up?"

"What ever you did to control me is wearing off. I can think clearly now."

"Maybe so but your conscience will never fully clear."

"I don't need it. I don't need it to be a hero." I walked toward the exit, switching the lights off in the process.

Once we made it back to civilization, he helped find me a place to hide out for a while. "Mari, I think you should lay low." Oliver walked with me on a back road of the dirt poor town. "Stay here for a while. Barry is still after you. So are our friends."

"Yeah, I am totally okay with that. But I can't help but notice this dangerous look on your face. What are you about to do?"

"I can't tell you. But on this day, on the roof of this building, I'll need you to be there. No matter what you see me doing, be the hero." He handed me a scrap piece of paper with a date and place written on it.

"What do you mean?"

"Trust me." I was unsure but nodded. "I'll see you then." He left as I stood by myself in front of a huge, abandoned house.

I waited for the day and prepared myself for the long journey. I put my mask on as I ran and jumped into an open train car. Inside, there were stacks of hay. I jumped onto one of the stacks and wriggled until I was totally hidden from sight. The doors were shut and soon the train was on its way.

When it finally stopped, it was late. The sky was pitch black as I made it through the dark. I made it up the stairs and burst onto the roof. Arrow was there but his uniform was completely black. He was in the League. Nyssa stood in front him, a bow in her hand. "Killer Prime. You shouldn't be here."

"Nyssa, what's happening?"

"My father replaced me with him."

"Arrow, I have no idea what you are doing but I know this isn't you."

He wouldn't turn to look at me. Nyssa and I locked eyes and I nodded. I drew my swords and two seconds later was locked with Oliver. I was surprised to say the least. He was swinging and nearly hit me. Ra's must've been teaching him his ways and honestly he was nearly overpowering. My blocks were slow and sloppy. He caught me off guard and knocked my legs from underneath me, taking my swords in the process. He stabbed one through my stomach, forcing the sword through the roof. I felt stuck and exhausted. I could barely move as he started to defeat Nyssa. He had her over the edge of the building.

"Do it. I want to die where Sara met her end." I struggled to sit up as I felt the sword cut me even more.

"Arrow, don't do this to-" I was cut off by a mind shattering high pitched scream. I covered my ears and looked over at the source. It was Black Canary and Diggle. They looked ready to fight but Oliver just ran and jumped off the building. I collapsed onto the roof top. "I know you two are so mad at me, like permanently pissed, but I could really use some help." Canary was too focused on Nyssa so Diggle stood above me.

"There was no mercy in your killing spree. Why should I have mercy on you?"

"I'm your best bet against Ollie and the League." He didn't move at all. "And I am your friend. Back when Mari Jacobs was an actual person, that was mostly me. And I know it's hard to believe but it was like whatever Slade did to control me had like a fail safe time bomb. When he wasn't drugging me constantly, it strained my mental health. But I think that I'm back to being myself."

Diggle shook his head, conflicted. "Dammit. I can't believe I'm listening to you. I'm only doing this because I think you're right. Now what do I do?"

"Just take the sword out, I'll be fine." He looked unsettled but grabbed the handle and did as I said. Once he pulled it out, I gasped and rolled over on my stomach. I felt blood pouring but it quickly stopped and I was healed. "Okay, so I have an idea about what is happening with Ollie but I'm not sure."

"Not sure?"

"Well I know for sure, Starling City is in a lot of trouble."

Black Canary walked over to me and punched me in the face. She immediately regretted it but I barely felt anything. "You bitch."

"Sorry about breaking your ribs, by the way."

"We don't have time for this!" Diggle forced everyone to start walking. We made it to Palmer Tech into a surveillance room where Felicity sat staring at the computer screen.

"Why is she back?" She turned around in her chair and looked unhappily at me.

"I want to help."

"We can't argue this now." Laurel said while she pulled her mask and wig off. "That, that was not Oliver Queen."

"That was a monster." I said, not even realizing I was saying it.

"They have been conditioning his mind. He's their slave at this point." Nyssa stared at Feicity's computers.

I covered my ears and stared at the floor. This could not be happening. I was getting better as Oliver changed. He was a monster, if there was even a shred of himself in that body. I knew I shouldn't feel responsible, as this was just League stuff, but it felt like my fault. My father might've joined the League before me but it still felt like the responsibility fell to me.

"Mari!" I snapped back to reality to see a very scared Felicity. "I thought you were dead, you were so still. We need your help. And this mission you get to go plain clothes." I nodded and changed. "We are going to trade Nyssa for Lyla."

"Lyla? Who is Lyla?"

"Diggle's wife, the mother of his daughter. Oliver took her." I sighed.

"Let's go. I want to kick some sense into that brat."

We walked into the warehouse in a line. I stood on the end with Nyssa. Instead of listening, I focused on figuring out a tactical takedown of Ollie and the assassins. One of the assassins patted me down to make sure I didn't have any weapons. The trade was made and Lyla hugged Felicity as planned. As soon as the first shot rang out, I activated the disc in my hand. It was one of Sara's sonic discs that Laurel handed me before we left. The assassins were distracted so I took my chance. I took the first guy by the back of his robes and flung him over my shoulder. The next guy got a kick to the head and his friend after him earned himself two dislocated arms. I watched Oliver as he nearly killed Diggle.

"Oliver!" He didn't even bat an eye as he brought his hand up. I struggled to move but I started running toward them. Before I could reach them, a red arrow flew into his arm. I covered my mouth and gasped. I looked up at the scaffolding next to me. "Sister?" I stared at Thea in shock as she held the bow up.

"Next one goes in your eye." She said bravely. I backed up and stood in front of Lyla and Felicity, unsure of what was going to happen. I wasn't expecting him to throw a hand grenade at us. I shoved Lyla behind a wall and covered Felicity as it exploded. I felt my back and my legs burning. I let go of Felicity and she fell to the floor. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Are you?" She asked as I felt my skin healing.

"I'll be fine in a few minutes." I turned as Thea jumped to the ground. "What are you doing?"

"I've been training with our father, I thought you knew."

I nodded. "I did but what are you doing here?"

"I figured Oliver needed a replacement."

"That's what the team is for. And me, seeing as I am what I am."

"This is my brother that is causing all of this mess, let me clean it up." She looked pissed at me. I've been getting that look a lot recentily.

"Fine. Then we clean it up as a family. A screwed up, horribly complicated family."

"You're a killer and you're crazy. You'll just leave me like Oliver did."

"Except I won't. I have no family left, Thea, besides you and Malcolm. I have no one, so I won't leave you're side. Especially since you are a vigilante now. An inexperienced one at that."

"How else will I get experience?" I rolled my eyes at my younger sister.

Later that night, Thea allowed me to stay in her loft and as I was laid out on the couch, my mind raced as I stared at the ceiling. "I'm glad you two are getting along." I jumped off the couch and nearly snapped Malcolm's neck.

"Father, why do you do that to me?"

"To test your reflexes. Very nice, by the way." I shook my head and looked at the duffel in his hand. "You need to go free Oliver. Granted you are a true warrior, weapons and armor would make me feel better."

"Of course, as long as you feel better." I said sarcastically as I took the bag and started putting the uniform on. I got ready in record time and stood in front my father. "I'm assuming you have a plane or something set up for me." Malcolm smiled and we walked out of the building and down the street.

"I'm sorry." He said suddenly.

"Sorry? Why?" I got my answer. Someone jumped on me, pulled off my mask and made me slam my head against a brick wall. It was an assassin from the League. He put a collar around my neck and pressed a button on his sleeve. Two sharp pieces of metal jabbed into my throat and I couldn't breathe. He put two more cuffs on my biceps and they did the same thing. I couldn't make a sound as he pulled me up.

I stared at my father, shocked by the betrayal even though I shouldn't have been. "I still love you but I'm more worried about saving this city." I couldn't move my arms and all that was coming from my mouth was the blood spilling from it as well as some little pathetic noises as I was choking on my blood.

The assassin threw a black bag over my head but I knew exactly where we were headed. When we got there I was thrown into a cell and they took my arms and trapped them in tight metal contraptions that chained me to the ground. I wasn't going to be able to pull my arms out and I couldn't even if I wanted to. Luckily though the man took my collar off. It healed and I coughed blood as Oliver walked into the cell and stood above me.

"Oliver." My voice was scratchy and painful. "What are you doing?"

"I laugh at how easy it was for your father to give up one daughter but not another."

"He knows I'll survive."

"He has to know that only means more pain and torture and suffering for you."

I nodded. "'Maybe but I can take it. I'm not weak, I am strong."

"Who do you fight for? You are alone in this world. The only person who you could truly trust hates you after you turned on him."

"At least I didn't turn on a whole city."

He didn't even blink at my comment. "Put the collar back on and put her mask on." They followed his orders but they didn't turn the collar on to do as it had before. My stomach sank with dread.