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Oliver was on table, with a drip and a heart monitor attached to him as it started bleeping, while Barry, Diggle, Sara and Felicity were treating him. Diggle started chest compressions as Barry took a sample of Oliver's blood with a syringe, examining it.

"Got it, he's suffering from intravenous coagulation."

"What?" Diggle asked.

"Blood clot." Sara explained.

"It's like maple syrup." Barry nodded.

"You can save him, right?" Felicity asked as Barry looked around the room before he picked a box of rat poison from a shelf.

"Lucky you guys have a rat problem."

"Are you kidding? That will kill him!" Diggle protested.

"He dies if I don't!" Barry retorted.

"Felicity…" Diggle turned to her.

"Do it!" She ordered as she glanced at Barry.

Barry prepared the mixture as he put it in the syringe. "Just the right amount of this stuff will thin his blood enough to get it circulating again." He injected it into Oliver's bloodstream as Oliver tilted his head slightly as he heard a familiar voice.

"Let go, Oliver." Shado said as Oliver reached out his arm before he passed out.


Barry slowly peeled off a piece of tape from Oliver's neck before he came to and on instinct he grabbed Barry's throat as he choked out.

"Oliver, let him go!" Diggle yelled as he pried Oliver's hand off Barry and he and Sara restrained him.

"Oliver!" Felicity snapped.

"Hey!" Sara snapped back. "It's not like he did it on purpose!"

"What the…" Oliver gasped as his grip on Barry loosened. "What the hell is going on?"

"You were injected with a strong acting blood coagulant." Felicity explained.

"You would have stroked out." Barry explained as he cleared and rubbed his throat. "But fortunately you had a very effective blood thinner handy. Warfarin. Better known as rat poison."

"Kid saved your life, Oliver." Diggle explained.

"This is the point in a lifesaving emergency, where you thank the person, that did the lifesaving." Felicity said.

"You told him who I am." Oliver stared at her incredulously.

"Yeah, I did." Felicity snapped.

"That is not your secret to tell, Felicity." Oliver growled. "Sara and I decide who finds out our identities." He turned to her. "How could you let her do this?!"

"I told her how you would react." Sara protested, glaring at Felicity. "You can't blame him for being upset."

"How is this any different from when your mother shot you and you came to me for help?" Felicity argued.

"Your mother shot you?" Barry asked, surprised but shut up as Oliver held up a finger in a warning.

"Or when you brought Dig down here when he was poisoned with curare?" Felicity kept going.

"The difference is that I did my homework on both of you!" Oliver exploded. "I don't just tell people easily."

"I'm not going to tell anyone." Barry promised.

"You stay out of this." Sara snapped and Barry stepped back upon noticing her look as she turned to Felicity. "And you, I told you how Oliver would react and that naively trusting people at the drop of the hat like that is risky. You can't just put that much trust into people you just met in like that after… just two days?"

Felicity whirled on her. "I trust Barry, he's not gonna…"

"You don't know that!" Sara exclaimed. "My point is that you shouldn't blame Oliver for being upset, when you tell someone you barely know our secret! He has every right to be upset!"

"Barry won't tell anyone about this, I know he won't!" Felicity snapped.

Barry stepped up. "Maybe you guys should thank her instead of being…"

"Barry, please, don't." Sara turned to him. "Stay out of this. Just…" She sighed. "I'm sorry. I think we all should calm down." She turned to Felicity. "My point is that you told our secret to someone you barely know and you risked that he would turn us in." Barry opened his mouth but stopped himself upon noticing Sara's glare. "A lot of bad things have happened to us because of people who seemed nice by first impression but they screwed us over later. You can't just blindly trust people like that, it's a huge risk you're taking. And Oliver has every right to be angry, since this isn't just some secret that you reveal to people you barely know."

"I won't tell anyone your secret. I promise." Barry said as Sara turned to him, nodding.

"I believe you." Sara said before turning to Felicity again. "And you should not have to blame Oliver for being mad. This isn't something you just tell anyone you just met."

Felicity opened her mouth to argue but no sound came out as she could not come up with anything to retort before Oliver's phone rang as he looked at Thea's message. "I have to go home. The man that we fought in the bunker, he has what he needs to mass produce the serum from the island. And we have to stop him." He approached the stairwell as Barry picked the tape.

"He touched your skin, when he grabbed your neck. I was able to absorb the residual oils from his skin, which, when added to a gel-based polymer, might be able to recreate his fingerprint."

Oliver nodded as he went up as Sara turned to Felicity and Barry. "Felicity, just a lesson to remember, putting blind trust in people you just met is risky. My point is that you two have known each other for how long, just two days, and you trust him enough to tell him who we are? Don't you see how reckless this is?" Felicity paused to consider as she realized the impulsiveness of her action. "This time you got lucky but make sure you are absolutely sure who to trust, that's all I'm saying."

Felicity nodded, considering the fierce glare Sara gave her.


Queen Manor

Oliver dressed up as he went to the living room, seeing Moira decorate a Christmas tree, while Sara headed upstairs. "Mom?" He called out as she turned to him.

"Oliver, thank you for coming home, sweetheart." She approached him.

"Is everything alright?" Oliver asked.

"Well, I don't know." Moira admitted. "Your sister has locked herself in her room and she won't talk to me."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to her." Oliver assured her.

"OK." Moira nodded.

Oliver looked at the tree again as he remembered. "It's Christmas."

"Yes, but given the last gala that we threw, I think we're going to skip this year's Christmas party." Moira pointed out.

Oliver went upstairs to Thea's room as he saw Sara, Sin and Thea at the bed, where was Roy sleeping and snoring.

"Was he drinking or something?" Sara asked.

"No. I think he was messing around with the vigilantes." Thea said.

"What makes you think that?" Oliver asked.

"Because I found him passed out on the ground in the alley outside Verdant, with this sticking out of the utility pole…" Thea pulled out a red flechette and then a small dart. "And this was on his neck. Now, I don't know what happened but I'm sure that the Hood and that blonde were somehow involved."

"Why not take him to the hospital or something?" Sara asked.

"Do you know how long Roy's rap sheet is?" Thea pointed out and Sara nodded.

"Oh." Sara said. "Maybe we should wait until whatever was in that thing wears off…"

"Mom likes Roy but I think she won't like that Roy slept through the Christmas party or worse, if she found out he was messing around with the Hood, I'm sure she'd revoke his invitation." Thea pointed out.

Sara tensed, thinking about what to do before… "Wait here." She left the room and a few moments later, she returned with a vial that she put under Roy's nose, who sniffed it and he came to and he shot up, looking around, startled.

"Where… what…"

"Easy, Roy." Sara held him down. "It's OK."

"What's going on…" Roy asked, confused.

"You tell me." Thea snapped as she showed him the flechette and the dart.

Roy paled as he remembered what happened in the alley. "Thea, I can…"

"OK, I don't know what the three of you were up to but I'm sure that the vigilantes were trying to keep you safe." Oliver snapped.

"By shooting Roy?" Thea asked skeptically.

"I think what Ollie's trying to say is that you need to let the professionals handle it since you're getting in over your heads." Sara said, the final sentence aimed at Sin as she gave her a pointed look as she nodded and Sara left the room with Oliver and was walking downstairs but Oliver turned around and saw someone he didn't think he would see again as he followed her and touched her cheek.

"Shado?" He asked in disbelief. "You can't be here."

She touched his cheek. "I had to see you. Warn you."

"Warn me?" Oliver asked.

"You can't fight what's coming. Put your bow down." Shado said gently. "Take off my father's hood."

"I wear that hood to honor your father. And to honor you." Oliver argued.

"If you want to honor me, stop fighting… and live. Or everyone you love will die."

"Ollie?" Thea asked, confused as Oliver turned around, facing her. "Who were you talking to?" Oliver looked back, only to see Shado gone.


The Lair

"I knew the vigilantes had partners." Barry said enthusiastically as he examined the equipment in the lair.

"He likes to be called the Arrow now." Diggle noted.

"You guys have messed up some really nasty people." Barry continued. "The Dollmaker, Count Vertigo, Dodger…"

"We weren't keeping score." Diggle said.

"Barry!" Oliver called out as he and Sara entered. "That rat poison you gave me – are there any side effects?"

Barry thought quickly. "Um, yeah, I think, hallucinations, maybe."

"You're hallucinating?" Felicity asked. "What are you seeing?"

"Shado." Oliver explained.

Felicity sighed. "Shado. Sara. How many…"

"Felicity, please, don't." Sara groaned. "I told you that it's not funny."

Felicity turned to Sara, more surprised than upset that Sara knew what was she about to say before she realized her tactlessness. "Sorry." She looked ashamed.

"You did train in a jungle or forest environment, hence the green." Barry said, excited as Oliver and Sara stared at him. "Let me draw you some blood, see what's up."

"Good idea." Sara nodded as she picked a syringe and drew Oliver's blood.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Barry asked. "Why no mask. Not to tell you how to do your vigilante…ing but the grease paint thing? It's a poor identity concealer."

"So find me a mask that conforms perfectly to my face and doesn't affect my ability to aim, while I'm on the run." Oliver suggested.

"You should look into a compressible micro fabric." Barry said. "It could be great."

"Found Cyrus Gold." Felicity said.

"Who's Cyrus Gold?" Sara asked.

"The human weapon that left you both nearly dead last night." Diggle explained. "The kid managed to pull his print off Oliver's neck."

"I've had facial recognition software scanning closed circuit cameras all over town." Felicity said. "He's at the corner of Delgado and 25th right now but we're just about to lose him."

"What else is at that intersection?" Oliver asked.

"A parking lot, a market, a motel." Felicity listed.

"Could be where he's holed up." Diggle said.

"I got this." Oliver said as he turned to the weapon's case.

"Oliver, why don't you let me and Sara handle this one?" Diggle volunteered. "It's just recon."

"Fine." Oliver sighed. "But I'm going as your backup."

"Don't worry, I'll figure out what's wrong with Oliver." Barry smiled at Felicity.

"You'd be the first." Felicity quipped.

"It's called PTSD." Sara muttered as both geeks turned to her.

"Pardon?" Barry asked.

Sara sighed. "Look, like I told you, Ollie and I have been through a lot of things and we always barely made it out alive. You can't expect us to be the same after that. PTSD."

Barry nodded in understanding and it took a bit longer for Felicity to understand where was Sara going with this. "Oh."


Elsewhere in Starling City

Oliver was in the car as Diggle with his gun drawn and flashlight, with the Canary carefully entered the apartment.

"OK, what do you see?" Oliver called out.

"It's clean. Really clean." Diggle said.

Sara then neared a book on the kitchen counter. "Solomon Grundy, born on Monday…"

"Christened on Tuesday. Yeah, I know it. It symbolizes the seven stages of life – from birth to death." Oliver said.

"What stage is he in?" Diggle wondered before the Canary turned around, hitting Gold in the head, but it didn't even faze him as he punched her and she slid down the floor before Gold grabbed Diggle's hand with his gun, twisting it. Diggle fired but it did not faze Gold at all. The Canary hit him in the face but it had no effect as he sent them both flying across the room

"Run!" The Canary barked as they jumped through the window and ran down the fire escape as Oliver pulled up the car as they all entered.

"Go, go, go, go, go!" Diggle yelled as Oliver hit the gas. "He picked me up like I was nothing."

"Felicity, call for backup." Oliver ordered.

"On it."


Later, rooftop in Starling City

Quentin went on the rooftop as there were the Arrow and Canary waiting.

"What's going on? Is it this Prometheus again?"

"No." The Arrow said. "I'm sorry, this is… this is something else. Cyrus Gold." He handed Quentin the file. "He robbed the Applied Sciences Division of Queen Consolidated last week."

"The CSI kid from Central City, he said this guy was like some kind of a monster." Quentin looked over the file.

"He is." The Arrow nodded.

"Well, what is it, steroids?" Quentin asked.

"Worse, it's…" The Arrow trailed off as he saw Slade on an air vent.

"Well, assuming I believe you, why come to me?" Quentin asked.

"I've been compromised." The Arrow admitted.

"What does that mean?" Quentin asked, confused.

"It means I'd be a liability." The Arrow explained.

"Daddy, please, just trust us. Take with you as many people as you can and bring as many guns as possible and don't hesitate to put this guy down because he won't hesitate to kill all of you, if he gets the chance." The Canary pleaded.


Later, elsewhere

Diggle was going out for some fresh air before he felt whooshing in the air and felt something scratching him across his cheek as he touched it and felt blood. He turned around to face Prometheus as Diggle glared. Diggle rushed at Prometheus and started to throw punches but Prometheus dodged his attacks and kicked him on the ground. "I want you to send a message to Mr. Queen and Miss Lance." Prometheus said before he threw a dart that hit Diggle in his shoulder, knocking him out.


Starling General

Oliver, Sara and Barry entered as Diggle was on bed.

"John, are you alright?" Oliver asked, worried.

"Well, I almost got killed by a human weapon and now by a master assassin." Diggle deadpanned.

"Prometheus." Sara realized and Diggle nodded.

"Who?" Barry asked.

"The Throwing Star Killer that showed up last month." Oliver explained as Barry nodded.

"When he attacked me, he said he was sending a message to the two of you." Diggle explained. "To Mr. Queen and Miss Lance."

Sara and Oliver tensed, a chill sending down their spine.

"Wait, that would mean that…" Barry trailed off.

"He knows who we all are." Sara finished before it hit her. Prometheus must be from the future… or from another timeline… "Oh, my God…"

Felicity then entered the room. "Hey, I just spoke to the doctor, he said that John had Dycloseral in his system."

"Dycloseral. Now why does that ring a bell?" Diggle drawled.

"What is Dycloseral?" Sara asked.


Later, the Lair

When Diggle requested a leave, Oliver turned to Barry, asking him to analyze his blood due to hallucinations he's been having before Felicity looked at the computer. "Last year, the Hood took down Justin Claybourne, CEO of Claybourne Pharmaceuticals that had acquired the rights to Dycloseral. A drug designed to combat a particular strain of tuberculosis, when at the same time, there was an outbreak at Lamb Valley. And conveniently, Claybourne raised the prices from $10 to $1,000 overnight, so the people there couldn't afford it."

"Well, it's wrong but it's not illegal." Barry pointed out.

"Unless there's more to it." Sara said and Oliver nodded.

"What you don't know is that Claybourne was also a part of group AK Desmond Group. Black marketers that specialized at bioweapons. Want to guess what they were working on when Claybourne got the rights to Dycloseral?" Oliver asked rhetorically.

"Weaponized tuberculosis." Barry realized as he felt sick and angry at the thought.

"He created the epidemic, then jacked the prices up, so that the people could not afford the treatment." Sara growled. "If he had been on the League's radar, he would have died very painfully."

"He said that he was "thinning the herd"." Oliver said, disgusted. "Right before I put an arrow in his chest."

"Got exactly what he deserved." Sara nodded.

"Hey but listen, I looked into Claybourne and conveniently, the factory, where they were producing Dycloseral just went on. There's been a heavy usage of power and water in the past few days." Felicity said.

"Wait, how?" Barry asked. "Don't you think it's possible that Claybourne's alive?"

"He's dead, I killed him." Oliver said firmly.

"I mean, you thought Sara was dead and…" Barry pointed out as he looked at Sara and Oliver sighed, admitting he had a point, considering that Sara suggested there was a chance that Slade was alive too.

"And is it possible that Claybourne is Prometheus?" Felicity suggested.

"Maybe." Oliver said. "But we need to check this either way."


Later

The Arrow fired an explosive arrow, blasting through the door as he and the Canary, who jumped in through the roof window, scoured the area.

"If you spot him, don't engage him alone." The Arrow ordered.

"I won't." The Canary promised.

The Arrow then noticed the lock on the door blinking. "Felicity."

"Already on it. Tracking the transmission from the sensors now." Felicity said as the light on the lock turned green, unlocking the door.

"That was fast." The Arrow said.

"No, that was impossible." Felicity corrected, not liking this.

"He's letting me in." The Arrow realized.

"Oliver, wait, this could be a trap…"


"Give me his position, I'm on my way!" The Canary yelled as she was running down from the stairwell.


The Arrow entered the room carefully as he scoured the office area that had been shut down. He heard a telephone ring as he neared it before the door behind him closed and Prometheus appeared out of nowhere.

"Justin Claybourne, you have failed this city." The Arrow growled.

"Not as badly as you have, Mr. Queen." Prometheus replied.

The Arrow fired an arrow as Prometheus threw a shuriken, slicing through the arrow in half before they rushed at each other.

"Sara, the Arrow needs your help!"

"I'm on my way!" The Canary was jumping across the desks and ladders and other obstacles, trying to get to Prometheus as quickly as she could.

Prometheus lunged at the Arrow, tackling him to the ground as he pummeled him but the Arrow kicked him back and blocked his attacks as Prometheus swung his bow but the Arrow dodged and kicked Prometheus as he pulled out his sword but the Arrow grabbed him by his head and threw him across a desk before the Arrow jumped over and kicked Prometheus back and knocked him on the ground once more but Prometheus blocked another incoming kick and got up on his feet and attacked with his sword but the Arrow grabbed him by his hand and punched him in the chest but Prometheus grabbed the Arrow and threw him over a fallen bookcase before Prometheus jumped and spun around and in that moment, the Arrow got a strange sense of déjà vu before Prometheus landed on the floor and grabbed the Arrow, throwing him across the floor.

"I've been waiting a long time for this." Prometheus said as he pointed his katana at the Arrow.

In that moment, a high-pitch sound went off, not that it affected Prometheus as the Canary threw a knife, disarming Prometheus. "Get away from him or I will kill you."

"You can't change what will happen, Sara. Nothing you can do will save your sister."

"I'll never let that happen!" The Canary snarled as she rushed at Prometheus and attacked with her batons but Prometheus blocked with his sword and bow as he pushed the Canary back and kicked her on the floor next to the Arrow.

"Haven't you wondered how has Sara known how things would unfold, Oliver?" Prometheus asked rhetorically as the Arrow stared, still shocked that Prometheus had the same training he had. "She's not who you believe her to be. And you're nothing more to her than means to an end. Either way, you'll both lose everything." He did a throwing motion to the ground as an explosion followed and a cloud of smoke burst out before Prometheus vanished.


"What the hell did he mean by that, Sara?" Oliver demanded as he and Sara were on a rooftop. "Prometheus knows who we are and it's obvious that he knows more things about you that I don't know."

"I don't know, Ollie…" Sara tried.

"Save it." Oliver growled as he glared. "There have been things in the past two months about you that have been bugging me. How you knew about the Dollmaker or the Count. The timing with which we were able to find them, thanks to you. And also, you calling out Felicity like if you knew how she would react, it's almost always as if…" Before he could finish his thought, Felicity called out.

"Oliver. Sara. It's Lance. Something…. Something terrible happened."


Later, Starling General

"How are you?" The Arrow asked Quentin, who was lying on the stretcher, groaning.

"I'm alive, which is more than I can say for the most of my unit." Quentin replied weakly.

"I'm sorry about your partner." The Arrow murmured.

"I took him there." Quentin reminded.

"Because of us." The Arrow sighed.

"Because of me." Quentin corrected. "Not every death in this city is on you. I got this off Gold." Quentin showed him a key on a nightstand. "Hopefully you can do something about it." The Arrow picked the key up. "I didn't believe it at first but this guy, I mean, it's like he's not human."

"He's human." The Arrow assured him.

"Well, then you can kill him." Quentin said as he looked at him. "For Hilton. And me."


Oliver in his normal clothes then went in hospital with Sara as they saw Adrian consoling Laurel, who was wiping her cheeks.

"Dad's gonna be OK." Sara assured her.

"We'll make sure that the guy faces justice." Adrian nodded before turning to Oliver and Sara. "You're Sara Lance, right? Laurel's sister?" Sara nodded as she shook hand with Adrian. "Adrian Chase, District Attorney's office. I came here to see Laurel was OK."

"You're very kind." Sara smiled.

"It's nothing, really." Adrian said before dragging her aside. "But I should tell you, your friend Sin came to the office asking around about Max Stanton."

Sara groaned, realizing that Roy and Sin were getting themselves into trouble. "Not again…"


Later, Sara went to the clock tower, looking around. "Sin. Sin!" Then she went to Sin's house in the Glades but she was not there…


Later, the Lair

"When I got home from Afghanistan, I saw a ghost too." Diggle said. "Survivor's guilt. Why us, not them."

"I know why." Oliver said.

"Then the 'why' is not your problem." Diggle said.

"How did you make your ghost go away?" Oliver asked.

"I figured out what they were trying to tell me."

"Which was?" Oliver asked.

"That's for me to hear, Oliver. You have to figure out what yours is trying to tell you." Diggle said.

Sara then rushed down. "Ollie, Sin's gone."

"What do you mean, gone?" Oliver demanded.

"I'm sure she and Roy went looking into Max's death, when we told them not to." Sara said bluntly and Oliver groaned.

"We need to find them." Oliver said.

"I already have the lead on Gold." Felicity stepped up. "The key that Lance gave you, the serial code…"

"It fits to a locked gate somewhere in Crescent Circle." Barry finished.

"And Prometheus? He must be hiding somewhere." Sara said.

Then, suddenly Oliver remembered where he faced Justin Claybourne last year. "I think I know where he is."

"Prometheus is mine." Sara said.

"Is it personal?" Oliver asked as he noticed the look in her eyes. "He was taunting you, Sara. He was threatening Laurel. Clearly he knows you."

"I don't know who he is, Ollie, I swear." Sara snapped.

"But you're not telling me everything." Oliver retorted. "Why?"

Sara sighed. "It's not that I don't want to tell you… it's that you wouldn't believe me. And even if you did… I don't want to lose the trust there's been between us."

"Then be honest with us." Diggle pleaded.

Sara sighed. "I will… but… it's just not the right time."

Oliver sighed, realizing they were getting anything more out of Sara.


Elsewhere in Starling City

Roy was screaming in excruciating agony as blood was streaming down his eyes as the ceiling exploded and the Arrow descended and the Arrow fired, taking down one of the lackeys as he aimed at the man in the skull mask.

"Brother Cyrus told me he killed you." The masked man said with a disguised voice.

"Guess he's not as strong as you'd hoped." The Arrow snarled. "Where did you get the Mirakuru? Who gave you the formula?!"

"It was a gift." The masked man said as he was holding the syringe. "A gift I will use to save this city from itself."

Gold rushed at the archer as the Arrow fired at his shoulder, while he dodged, while the Arrow grabbed the line he had rappelled down on, swinging around but Gold threw him across the room as he hit the wall and fell on the ground. The Arrow tried to reach out to his bow but Gold kicked the Arrow back as he was sliding across the floor, hitting a pillar, then crashing in a table as he saw the masked man measure Roy's pulse.

"Another failure." The masked man said as the Arrow collapsed.

"Get up, Oliver." A familiar voice seemed to echo throughout the room as Oliver raised his head to see Tommy Merlyn, who knelt down, facing him.

"Tommy?" Oliver whispered.

"You're not gonna die down here." Tommy assured him.

"Tommy, I'm sorry." Oliver said. "I let you die."

"You didn't let me die, Ollie." Tommy said. "You fought to save me. Because that's what you do, what you have always done. You fight to survive. I know I called you a murderer but you are not. You are a hero. You beat the island. You beat my father. So fight, Oliver. Get up and fight back." Tommy disappeared as a new wave of strength and determination flooded through Oliver.

"Kill him." The masked man ordered as Gold was approaching the Arrow, who got up on his feet and he threw punches at Gold before he kicked Gold back with a precise kick to his stomach and he continued pummeling Gold in his face and then he kicked him again before the Arrow fired an explosive arrow at the machine as it exploded, splashing acidic chemicals on Gold's face as he screamed out in pain before a part of the ceiling collapsed, the rubble crushing both Gold and the henchman on the floor to death as Roy fell down, still restrained to the chair as Brother Blood managed to escape in the chaos.

Oliver approached Roy, doing chest compressions.

"Come on, Roy. Hey, I am not leaving anyone else to die! You're strong, kid. Come on!" Oliver shouted. "Come on! Come on, Roy! Fight! Come on, fight!"

Suddenly, Roy gasped and coughed out as both Oliver sat back, relieved.


The Canary scoured the building, looking for Sin desperately as she saw a trail of bodies, with arrows sticking out of them as she realized Prometheus must have been taunting Oliver.

"I'm gonna kill you, you bastard." She went upstairs, following another trail of bodies before she faced Prometheus on the rooftop. "This ends here and now."

"Not yet. Not until Oliver Queen has paid for his sins. And you for yours."

"Who are you?" The Canary demanded. "Why are you doing this?"

"You have no idea the damage you have done, do you, Sara?" Prometheus demanded. "I'm here to make sure the timeline is corrected. No matter what you do, whatever is supposed to happen, will."

"I'll die before I let that happen." The Canary snapped.

"Not just yet. And you've already died." Prometheus shot back before he threw a star and the Canary dodged.

Prometheus ran towards the edge of the rooftop, jumping down with rope lined up as the Canary rushed at him and grabbed him as they fell a few stories down, crashing through the window as Prometheus got up and vanished in the shadows as the Canary started to search for him in a maze of glass walls.

"One way or another, your sister is going to die. Nothing you can do will change what is supposed to happen."

The Canary seethed. "Why did you kill me? The past me?"

"I didn't kill you. But the man who did, tried to erase you because your actions led to death of thousands of lives. You and Oliver infect every life you touch. I know everything about both of you. Who you love, who you trust, who you've hurt… Do you know how easy it was for Slade to turn Thea against Oliver, when he told her about her being Malcolm's daughter? How easy it will be for Oliver to turn against you, once he finds out you were manipulating him and lying to him? No matter what you do, you can't save your sister. And I'll make sure that you and Oliver will suffer by watching the woman you both love, die, once again… because everything you both touch, dies…"

The Canary saw a glimpse of reflection of Prometheus on glass wall as she whirled around and threw a knife, hitting Prometheus in the shoulder as she rushed at him with another knife before she realized that Prometheus seemed smaller than when she faced him before and the sword in his hand was taped and to his chest was attached a small speaker. Sara took off Prometheus' mask, revealing it to be Sin as she ripped the tape off her mouth.

"What…"

"Prometheus. He attacked me and Roy when we were looking at…"

"I told you to stay out of this." Sara growled.

"One way or another, everything you touch, dies…" Prometheus' voice echoed throughout the room as a sound of 'whoosh' went off, about to hit Sin in the throat before Sara and Sin vanished in a red bolt of lightning…


… and appeared in an alley few streets away from the building. "What the…"

Then, they both saw a red writing on the wall. "DO NOT INTERFERE ANY FURTHER"


Later, the Lair

"Gold?" Sara asked.

"Died on Saturday, buried on Sunday." Oliver said. "Prometheus?"

"He got away." Sara sighed. "Where's Barry?"

"On his way back to Central City." Oliver said. "If Slade is alive and working with the man in skull mask, we need to find him."

"And what about Roy? He's been injected with the serum." Sara said. "I just think we need to keep a close eye on him."

"We will." Oliver promised as Sara couldn't help but stop thinking… that speedster back there… wasn't it the one that killed Barry's mother? Why did he interfere? Then she remembered what Prometheus had told her. "And you promised me that you would tell me everything."

Sara took a breath. "Ollie, I know but… I'm just not sure how you would react. And once I show you, you'll never look at me the same way again."

"That's not gonna happen." Oliver promised.

"You might reconsider that." Sara warned. "Once I show you."

"Show him what?" Felicity asked.


Elsewhere in Starling City

Prometheus threw a knife at Oliver's photo before a red bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere. "Why did you intervene, Thawne?"

"I will not allow you to disrupt the timeline, Chase." Thawne said as he was vibrating.

"They need to suffer as the price for their sins." Adrian seethed as he took off his mask.

"Be that as it may, your actions have caused that my future may cease to exist." Thawne glared.

"That's not my problem." Adrian snapped.

"I know." Thawne nodded. "Sara Lance, League of Assassins, Slade Wilson… you took a chance to come here because you ran from the League."

"She foiled my plans." Adrian snarled.

"Oliver Queen has a role that I need for my future to exist." Thawne said. "Once he has fulfilled it, do with him whatever you want."

"He needs to suffer and I will make sure of it." Adrian shot back.

"I am warning you, Chase… you don't want me as your enemy. If I ever find out that you were disrupting the timeline again…" Thawne vibrated his hand. "I'll make sure your mother will never give birth to a monster like you."

Adrian scoffed. "You're bluffing. You'd only be creating an alternate timeline."

"I can send you back to the dark ages and make sure you'll never be born as well." Thawne threatened. "There would be nothing you could do to exact your vendetta."

Adrian tensed as Thawne vanished. Then, he put on his mask and entered Slade's office, just as Sebastian left.

"So, Sara Lance is alive." Slade smirked. "Good. That will make my revenge much sweeter."

"You want him to suffer?" Prometheus asked. "I know something that even he does not know. About someone he could cherish even more than his whole world."

Slade narrowed his eye, intrigued.


Queen Manor

"I will make sure that all damage that your company's Applied Sciences has suffered, will be fixed." Wells promised to Moira, who smiled.

"I will let Oliver know, thank you." Moira nodded.


Elsewhere in Starling City

Sara approached the storage unit as she put the key inside the lock. "What were you gonna show me, Sara?" Oliver asked as she took a breath.

"Ollie, once I open the door, you're never gonna look at me the same way again." She turned to him.

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked.

"You'll see something that's even beyond your imagination." Sara said.

"I've already seen things that defy explanation." Oliver assured her, smiling.

"It's nothing like that." Sara warned.

"I can take it, Sara." Oliver said calmly.

"Well, you may want to reconsider that." Sara opened the door as Oliver widened his eyes to see some kind of a space ship.

"What the…"

Sara turned to him. "Ollie, I know I haven't been honest with you and believe me, I wanted to tell you. But I wasn't sure how you would react, or even if you would believe me."

"What is that?" Oliver demanded.

"A time machine." Sara said. "I'm from the future, Ollie. Three years from now. I came here to…" She stopped herself. "To make things right."

"Time travel?" Oliver demanded incredulously.

"Ollie, you've wondered how did I know what I did. How I seemed to be ahead of everyone." Sara said. "And when… when we faced Gold and I almost died, it made me wonder, what if I had?" Oliver noticed how she was holding back tears. "Everything I've done, would have been for nothing. And… she would have died because I wasn't there to save her, again. And… if I had been dead in this timeline already, then everything I've achieved so far… gone…"

"What are you talking about?" Oliver stared before Sara opened the freezer, where was on the floor a body bag.

Sara took a breath as she reached for the zip. "Ollie… you're not gonna like what I'm gonna show you. But I need you to believe me." She opened the body bag and Oliver gasped, to see a pale corpse of Sara in the bag, with a blade wound in her chest and yet, next to her was kneeling Sara, alive and alright.


Author's Note:

The reason I made Sara do the revelation is because Oliver already knows that Sara knows more than she is supposed to and Prometheus did drop enough hints for Oliver to distrust Sara.

So, what do you guys think about it?

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