Staring off ahead not at any particular object blocking out the constant chatter around him that seems to be never ending reaching out grabbing a hold of his coffee cup leaning back just as he is about to take a sip to only catch the eye of a few of his fellow officers quickly looking away from him feeling his facial features hardening slamming his cup back down on his desk leaning back in his chair slowly Quentin closes his eyes as he takes a few calming breathes.
A scene that he has had to live with throughout the day. The scene of having every officer that passed on by with wandering eyes over in his direction. A recurring theme that was starting to get on his last nerves.
Nerves that were already just waiting to explode on anybody. Especially as he recounts the events of the previous evening.
An evening that wasn't unlike most others in the past. Have a couple of drinks with some of his fellow officers. Go back home and have a glass of scotch before retiring off to bed. A reoccuring theme that has been going on for the best couple of months.
Routine from the stress of his job. That was his usual reason. But anyone that truly knew him knew those words were complete bullshit.
It wasn't stress from being a police officer. It wasn't from his job. No it went deeper. So deep that many didn't even know where to begin.
Maybe with his family. A family that seemed so distant from him. Seemed to move on with their lives leaving him in the dark.
Something that did earn him some pity at one time. But now? Now it didn't earn him anything. You reap what you sow.
Mistake after mistake he had made that has truly left him alone with no reasons as to why. Mistakes that all began the horrible night of The Undertaking.
A night he had lost his best friend. A night many had lost their lives. Too many. A night that had forced him to break a promise. A broken promise that lead to a turn for the worst for him. The moment he had filled himself a glass.
The moment a year of rehabbing gone down the drain. A moment that would change things forever. Change how some would look towards him. Drinks that would continue to come afterwards with the passing weeks.
Hard weeks where the news just kept getting worse. His eldest daughter leaving the city with her husband without the slightest clue of where they were going.
News that he could understand after they had just buried their closest family member. But news that was so hard for him to take.
News that only got worse when he talked with his youngest daughter to find out she was leaving the city too. Leaving to return back to San Francisco. Leaving to return back to her former life.
A life that she promised to share with him from now on. A promise that she has kept every single week with video chats every single week.
A simple chat that was one of many he was always looking forward to every single week along with another. Up until one day. Up until he had been caught by another. Up until an argument that had taken place with his ex wife over an unexpected video call.
The moment his relationship with his former wife was damaged beyond repair leaving him back in a position that he had been in the past. The position of coming home to an empty apartment every single night without anything to look forward to.
Without anything to keep his mind occupied except for one task. A task that he had been working on for a couple of months. A task that he has continued to work on for almost the past two years.
The task of arresting The Green Arrow and The Black Canary. The two that is being reported as being responsible for the events of The Undertaking. Even though it hasn't been proven yet.
Two individuals that he has studied for so long without the slightest clue of how to catch them. Without the slightest clue of what is going on in their minds. Without the slightest clue of their motives.
Motives that have clearly changed ever since their return. Motives of a different mindset now taking place. The mindset to kill. The mindset to destroy and mangle their enemies beyond repair other than simply capturing them leaving them battered and bruised like they did before.
A drastic change that has been felt throughout the city. Felt not only through the criminal underworld but also here inside of this very station.
Just their very names getting a reaction. Most of anger for what they have done. From the dead officers that got in their path. From the officers lucky enough to life through an encounter with serious injuries being left behind.
The very same anger he can feel stirring up inside of himself as he replays the events of the previous night. Remembering how he had just entered inside of his apartment before he was attacked by the same man that he has been searching for so long for.
Remembering the threat that had been issued to him by the masked vigilante. A threat that only angered him even more but left him with a question once he was alone.
Why? Why was he left alive? Why was he still living when everyone else that crossed paths with them recently had met their end?
A question that has remained on his mind for most of the night into the early morning. A question he would have answered once he unmasked the so called heroes himself.
A tall task. A task that many inside of the station wanted to do personally themselves whether the heroes were dead or alive. A fate that he himself didn't care which one it was.
Ignoring the hushed whispers he can hear all around his office desk without taking his eyes away from his office desk reaching up as he traces the small gash across his head that has recently closed up slightly to much of his displeasure feeling his head starting to sting from the contact letting out a sigh slowly Quentin closes his eyes.
" Rough night boss?"
Snapping open his eyes looking up away from his desk seeing the familiar form of Helena Bertinelli standing in front of his desk staring down towards him with a blank look across her face suppressing a glare closing his eyes taking a deep breathe slowly Quentin retracts his hand to lock eyes with Helena to see a flicker of emotion radiate from her eyes for a split second before it disappears instantly.
" I guess you could say that. What do you need Ms Bertinelli?"
Ignoring the tone in his voice raising her eyes away from his own up to his forehead slowly Helena glaces at the gash across his forehead making sure to suppress any emotion from her face before she looks back down towards his face.
" More family trouble?
Unable to keep the look of displeasure across his face feeling his facial features hardening by the second that doesn't seem to even effect the young officer standing before him letting out a sigh slowly Quentin forces a smirk across his face.
" You wish. I just had a late night visitor that's all. Nothing for you to be concerned yourself with."
Keeping her eyes locked on his face replaying his last words in his mind suddenly as a thought comes to her mind masking her emotions to the best of her abilities forcing a smile across her face slowly Helena shakes her head.
" Good because my advice doesn't come cheap. I also can see that your visitor took the saying beat it into your head quite seriously."
" You have no idea."
Breaking off eye contact taking one last gently swipe at the gash on his head retracting his hand reaching out Quentin grabs a hold of his coffee cup and takes a sip not catching the flicker of amusement across Helena's face.
" Well if you ask me it's been a long time coming. We all knew someone needed to beat some sense into you but i didn't mean it literally."
" Is there something that you need detective?"
" The commissioner wants to see you. He's expecting you."
Letting out a sigh nodding his head placing his coffee cup back down onto his desk rising up from his seat without glancing back towards Helena walking around his desk slowly Quentin makes his way across the room in the direction of the commissioner's office unaware of the pair of eyes watching his retreating back with questions and even more theories running through her mind.
Questions of why he had been visited by The Green Arrow and Black Canary. How was he connected to all those that they had targeted already. Was he even connected or was it something else?
Maybe a message that was being sent showing nobody was untouchable. Regardless she knew one thing for sure. They were getting even bolder by the day. Getting even more dangerous with each and every action they took.
A trait she herself had felt so long ago. Felt as though she was untouchable. Felt as though she could take on anyone to only be defeated thanks to her over confidence.
A familiar path she could see these two heroes walking down. A path she already knew. A path she could use to her advantage.
Snapping out of her thoughts turning away from the desk as she makes her way over towards her own just as she is about to take her seat catching the sight of a couple of her co workers in some raggy street clothes walking through the room desk forgotten grabbing a hold of a random file from atop of her desk making sure to not stare slowly Helena follows after them.
Occasionally glancing down towards the contents inside of the file making sure to keep an eye on her targets rounding the corner as she watches them enter inside of the commissioner's office without breaking her stride slowly Helena walks by the room catching a glimpse of Quentin along with a group of officers standing next to the police commissioner before her sight is blocked when the office door is closed behind them.
With her interest only picking up by the second sending a glance over her shoulder back towards the closed office slowly Helena rounds the corner.
Keeping his aim clear and is full attention off into the distance scanning the wooded area not finding anything out of place without lowering his bow for a single second quietly taking a couple of steps forward instantly as he senses a pair of eyes watching him from his left in a sudden motion Oliver snaps his body around to his left.
Instantly as he spots someone wearing a black cloak staring over towards him off from the distance tightening his hold on his bow keeping his eyes locked on the individual feeling a hand gently resting down on his shoulder briefly glancing over his shoulder as he sees Laurel staring off towards the cloaked figure with an expressionless look across her face turning his attention back towards the figure suddenly as he sees them reaching up just as he is about to let loose an arrow in their direction instantly Oliver's eyes widen slightly for a brief second when the figure throws back their hood.
A figure that proved to be a woman. A woman that was easily recognizable in the criminal underworld. A woman that held so much power. Ever since she had been appointed her new position by her late mentor.
A woman with long white hair flowing freely down her shoulders. A woman staring over in their direction not showing any ounce of fear. Not showing any ounce of emotion despite an arrow being pointed her way with a cold expression across her face.
An act that was proving the reputation about her was right. She was a woman without fear. A woman that should be feared. A woman whose goes by the name China White.
Someone that they had hoped to never encounter many months ago. A woman that they knew was so deadly. Knew she could take a life without so much as blinking an eye.
Just like she had done countless times before. Just like they had read about months prior. Read about how the once quiet Starling Docks had quickly become a blood bath. Had quickly become the home of a slaughter.
A slaughter at the hands of this woman. This woman with only the aid of her preferred variety of knives she would always often carry on her.
Something that they could still was still clearly the case. But weirdly enough no knives could be seen. No instead the cold steel of a katana sheathed to her back shining in the sunlight was the only sharp object being presented to them.
Remaining perfectly still locking her eyes with the deadly assassin keeping her hand steady on Oliver's shoulder taking a few steps forward to stand by his side suddenly as she sees White taking a step forward instantly Laurel raises up her free hand.
" Not one more step. You're not welcomed here."
Tilting her head slightly to the side glancing away from the cold stare being directed her way by Laurel turning her attention over towards her companion finding the same stare being directed her way from him suppressing the urge to grin turning her attention back over towards Laurel with a slight nod White glances around her surroundings.
" What are you doing here? What business do you have here?"
Turning her attention back over towards Laurel seeing a sudden change in her eyes to curiosity before they change back to a cold stare breaking off eye contact glancing away White eyeballs each member of the couple standing a couple of yards away from her.
" You know who i am?"
" We've heard stories about you. I will not repeat myself again. What business do you have here?"
Feeling her intrigue only rising with every passing second suppressing a smile that is threatening to break across her face remaining perfectly still White remains locked eyes with Laurel seeing the younger woman's fingers wiggling as though she is forcing back a closed fist.
" I've been searching for you. Tell me how long has it been since you left your home? Four months? Maybe less?"
Keeping her eyes focused on the deadly assassin as she tries to read the woman's face trying to see any sign of what this woman is planning seeing movement out of the corner of her eye turning her head slowly Laurel watches Oliver lower his aim down slightly.
" How did you find us?"
Seeing the arrow being pointed at her being directed elsewhere feeling her lips curling up into a smirk looking up White locks eyes with Oliver.
" The world is too small for the likes of Oliver Queen and Laurel Lance to suddenly disappear. Or do you prefer to be called Ms Queen instead? Unions have a way of complicating things."
Feeling the tension leaving Oliver's body slowly but steady seeing a slight nod from her companion returning the nod turning her attention back towards White slowly Laurel retracts her hand.
" If you are here to kill us take your best shot. Others have tried and failed that very same feat. We know of a few places on this island that no one would ever locate your body."
With her smirk only deepening causing her to see the couple straightening up as though preparing for an attack shaking her head slightly turning her head towards Laurel seeing the young blonde staring at her with a mixture of emotions radiating from her eyes tilting her head slowly White locks eyes with her.
" Why would i do such a thing? What is there to gain for me? Hmm?"
Feeling speechless for the first time in months dropping the cold stare from her face unable to suppress it Laurel looks over towards White with curiosity radiating from her eyes.
" Then why are you here?"
Remaining perfectly still locked eyes with the young blonde standing before her after a couple of seconds of intense silence breaking off eye contact White glances back and forth between the couple with her face forming into a cold expression.
" Righting some wrongs."
Without giving them a chance to react turning on her heels taking a couple of steps forward slowly White walks back where she once came before she comes to a sudden halt to glance over her shoulder.
" Follow me."
Turning her head back forward with her eyes glancing around her surroundings stepping over a fallen tree branch with only the sound of twigs snapping beneath her boots slowly White makes her way back to where she once came.
Glancing away from the white haired assassin taking a quick glance over towards Oliver seeing him doing the same with a slight nod racing back towards her former seat reaching out Laurel grabs a hold of her staff before without any delay she follows after Oliver through the forest in the direction of their mysterious visitor.
Remaining perfectly still from her hiding place among the shadows hearing hushed whispers coming from down below in a once quiet alleyway deep in the heart of once called The Glades keeping her feet firm on the broken down fire escape she is currently resting on that is threatening to collapse with the slightest of movements zoning out the constant gushes of wind that flow through the area glancing into the darkness being as quiet as possible raising up her hands with a flick of her thumb slowly Canary zooms through the shadows with the pair of binoculars in her hands to find a small group consisting of a young couple along with a shady looking man talking in a hushed whisper.
Zooming in on the shady man watching his every movement closely as she watches the man reach into his torn jacket to only pull out a small bag letting out a sigh with a smile plaguing on her lips retracting the binoculars shaking her head slightly binoculars forgotten making sure to be as quiet as possible rising up from her kneeling position reaching out Canary grabs a firm hold of a broken down rail in front of her before without any delay she leaps off from the platform and down into the darkness.
Keeping her eyes constantly glancing around her surroundings keeping a firm hold around her boyfriend's arm seeing movement coming out of the corner of her eye looking to her side as she watches her boyfriend retrieve a wad of cash out from his jeans pocket and hand it to the shady man just as a smile comes across her face suddenly hearing the sound of a pair of heels landing down on the ground with loud clangs that echo through the chilling air in a sudden motion the young woman snaps her head around towards the sound.
Rising up from her kneeling position glancing towards each and every face of the group in front of her finding a mixture of emotions plagued across each of their faces twirling her staff effortlessly in her fingers making sure to mask her emotions perfectly with her eyes never leaving them slowly Canary stalks her way forward causing her to witness the group slowly back peddle with each step she takes.
" Late night snack i see?"
Making sure to keep her staff constantly moving within her fingers continuing her advance seeing a horrified look come across the young woman in front of her turning her sights on the woman in question Canary watches the woman slowly get in the way of her boyfriend as she continues to back peddle away.
" Wait! It's not what it looks like!"
Tilting her head slightly to the side keeping her eyes locked on the frightened woman's own coming to a halt in a sudden move Canary twirls her staff to rest directly underneath her arm.
" Oh? Do tell. Not getting enough attention from daddy?"
Seeing an almost intrigued look coming from the masked vigilantes eyes coming to a halt taking a deep breathe slowly the young woman shakes her head.
" Not exactly."
Suddenly as she watches a grin come across the young woman's face straightening herself upright glancing around her surroundings finding nothing out of place snapping her attention back over towards the woman in question before she has a chance to react seeing the young woman nodding downward following her gaze instantly Canary's eyes widen slightly when she sees a red dot clearly on her chest followed by quickly another.
" Looks like you fell for the oldest trick in the book."
Paying the young woman no attention continuing to watch even more red dots come across her chest hearing a click turning her attention back up as she sees the young woman slowly approaching her with a raised firearm pointed directly at her head suppressing a grin that is threatening to break across her face just as she moves her arm slightly freeing her staff from underneath her arm instantly Canary watches the young woman come to a halt with an alarmed expression across her face.
" Don't move! Don't give me even another reason to shoot you."
Keeping her eyes locked on the vigilante's own feeling a chill running up and down her spine from every passing second she remains in eye contact releasing a breathe without taking her eyes away continuing her advanced the young woman keeps her firearm trained on Canary looking for any sudden movements.
Seeing her partner closing in on their target glancing away from them reaching into his jacket pocket a young officer retrieves a concealed walkie talkie from within before with a jab of his thumb the officer brings the talkie to life to hear static on the other side.
" We have The Black Canary in custody. Request immediate backup."
Ignoring her partner's voice taking a hand off from her firearm reaching back the young woman grabs a hold of a pair of handcuffs from the back of her pants.
" Mcginn? Wilkerson do you copy?"
Unable to shake the nerves of something wasn't quite right instantly as she watches a grin come across Canary's face glancing down suddenly the young woman's eyes go as wide as saucers when she sees the red dots vanish almost instantly.
Without giving the young woman a chance to react with lightning fast speed smashing her staff into the young woman's hand causing a lone bullet to be shot randomly up into the sky rearing back Canary drives her heel into the woman's chest sending her flying back first to the cold pavement.
Walkie talkie forgotten releasing his hold on the device reaching into his jacket pocket just as the young officer retrieves his firearm and starts to raise it up in Canary's direction instantly the young man drops down to his knees gasping his throat when he feels cold steel smashing against his throat.
Unable to take a steady breathe gasping for air glancing up as he watches Canary through dazed vision deliver variety of blows all across his partner's body causing her to stumble down to one knee reaching out blindly as he feels the familiar feeling of his firearm graze his fingertips just as he lifts up his arm slightly suddenly without having a chance to react the young man watches The Black Canary slide across the pavement towards him before his world goes black when he feels an elbow land clean against his chin.
Ignoring the forming gash across her cheek glancing away from the rising Canary as she glances around finding her firearm laying on the ground a couple of feet away with a surge of speed leaping out the young woman snatches her firearm off from the ground and snaps her attention back over towards The Black Canary.
Instantly as she feels a bullet landing clean into her shoulder letting out a scream in pain releasing her hold on her firearm falling back onto the pavement gritting her teeth reaching up the young woman immediately puts intense pressure down on her gunshot wound not catching the sound of a pair of heels slowly approaching.
Releasing the clip reaching up cocking back the barrel causing the bullet chambered to go flying with a flick of her wrist in a swift motion Black Canary tosses the firearm carelessly over her shoulder before slowly she kneels down next to the young woman.
Locking eyes with the young woman reaching into her jacket pocket with a grin forming across her face slowly Black Canary retracts her hand revealing an identical walkie talkie just like the young woman's partner's own causing the woman's eyes in question to go as wide as saucers.
" The next time you wanna try something like this, I suggest not making it so obvious."
Discarding the walkie talkie over her shoulder locking eyes with the angry looking young woman below her with giving her a chance to react rearing back Canary delivers a vicious punch that lands clean against the woman's face causing her head to snap to the side and hit the pavement hard.
Snapping up to her feet turning on her heels racing towards the entrance of the alleyway grabbing a hold of her staff from the ground changing course rounding the corner Canary races across the pavement through the darkness and into another alleyway before without breaking her stride seeing a broken down fence still standing leaping up onto a nearby garbage can instantly Canary catapults herself over the fence and lands down onto the pavement into a roll.
Taking a quick glance around seeing nothing but a badly burnt dumpster not too far away snapping up to her feet instantly Canary takes back off into a run making sure to tuck her staff between her arm.
" Freeze!"
Recognizing the voice without so much as turning to look over her shoulder instantly Canary comes to a sudden halt and listens to the sound of a pair of feet echo through the alleyway.
Emerging from his hiding spot behind the dumpster keeping his firearm trained on The Black Canary's back as he sees her slowly glance over her shoulder at him with an unreadable expression across her face reaching up with a flick of his thumb slowly Quentin pulls back the barrel of his firearm.
" I wouldn't do that if i were you detective. He might not like that."
Nodding her head over his shoulder instantly as she watches him turn away from her to look upward without giving him a chance to react with lightning fast speed Canary brings her staff down hard clean against Quentin's right wrist causing him to stumble back holding his right arm as his gun lands down on the ground with a clang.
Without breaking her stride twirling around her staff in a swift motion swinging her staff around in a baseball bat motion feeling her staff landing against it's intended mark instantly Black Canary watches Quentin fall down onto the pavement on his side smashing his head against the front of the dumpster causing his few day old gash to instantly open up once again.
Unable to keep his vision from getting blurry trying his best to shake off the cobwebs ignoring the intense pain that he is currently feeling from all around his body turning his head up as he sees Black Canary pointing her staff down towards him with the same unreadable expression across her face instantly an intense glare forms across Quentin's face.
Feeling her anger rising with every passing second she holds his gaze instantly with lighting fast speed rearing back Canary delivers a well placed kick that lands clean against Quentin's jaw causing his body to stumble down to the ground.
Twirling her staff back underneath her arm turning on her heels as she takes a couple of steps forward intending to break out into a run coming to a stop Canary takes one last glance at Quentin's unconscious body.
" See you around detective."
Without glancing back breaking out into a run Canary races through the darkness to only disappear around the corner.
Ignoring all sound radiating around him following a lone female through a pair of binoculars in his hand as he watches Black Canary disappear off into the distance in the darkness being provided to her retracting his hands with a flick of his wrist sending the binoculars soaring over his shoulder to crash against the cold roof below rising up to his feet glancing down seeing a team of snipers lying down unconscious at his feet turning his head back forward stepping up onto the edge of the roof without any delaying stepping forward Green Arrows soars down off from the roof and lands down onto a broken down fire escape with a loud clang causing the the whole platform to shake.
Seeing an attached ladder barely being held in place by a broken bolt rearing back feeling the bottom of his boot landing clean against it's target instantly shattering the bolt sending the ladder spiraling downward to only stop with a clang grabbing a hold of the railings quickly Arrow slides down the ladder and drops down to the next platform as he sees another platform resting a little ways away from him attached to the next building over.
Leaping over landing down onto the fire escape with a clang turning to grab a hold of a half closed window hearing the sound of a clang coming from behind just as he snaps his body around without having a chance to react feeling a pair of heels landing clean against his chest instantly Green Arrow finds himself being sent flying backwards crashing through the window instantly shattering the window into thousands of pieces.
Landing down on the cold wooden floor with a thud snapping up to his feet as he sees a high kick being directed for his head coming at him at high speed reaching up Arrow blocks the incoming kick with his right hand.
Snapping his eyes up to look at his attacker's own as he instantly recognizes the face of Huntress staring back at him with a blank expression across her face just as he sees her tilt her head to the side for a split second instantly feeling a heel landing clean against his cheek releasing his hold around her leg stumbling back a few feet in a sudden motion Arrow snaps his head back forward to see Huntress leap back up to her feet.
Ignoring the stinging sensation across his cheek tightening his hold around his bow locking eyes with Huntress as he sees her getting into some sort of martial arts stance that he was not accustomed to seeing instantly as he sees her charging forward to deliver a spinning high kick ducking his head down rearing back dropping down Arrow sends a spinning kick down and feels himself hitting nothing but air.
Bring a closed fist down hard feeling her hand only being blocked by a forearm rearing back Huntress throws a left hook to only feel her attack being blocked with ease.
Keeping his eyes open and his feet moving raising up his hands as he tries to block an onslaught of punches mixed together by kicks to only feel his forearms getting numb with each strike he blocks ignoring the sensation seeing an opening being presented to him side stepping away from an incoming punch reaching out grabbing a firm hold of her arm instantly with all of his might Arrow lifts Huntress up intending to smash her back first to the ground.
Catching herself mid air landing on her feet leaping up as she sends a knee upward against Arrow's arm causing her to instantly feel his hand leaving her without breaking her stride rearing back Huntress knees him in the chest causing him to stumble back.
Charging forward with a surge of speed leaping up as she soars through the air with her right foot extended intended for his chest without having a chance to react Huntress watches Arrow side step out of the way.
Without breaking his stride reaching out as he catches her leg in mid air rearing back with all of his might twirling around Arrow sends Huntress soaring through the air.
Feeling her back smashing hard against a nearby wall with a thud shaking off the cobwebs rising up to her feet as she watches Arrow stalking his way forward towards her rising up to her feet showing no signs of fear slowly Huntress can't help but do the same.
Instantly as she sees a right hook being directed her way reaching out Huntress blocks the attack with ease with her forearm before in a sudden motion as she sees a left hook coming her way at high speed grabbing a hold of his right arm instantly Huntress twirls around avoiding the strike.
Catching her in mid motion pinning her arms to her side wrapping his arms around her own with a surge of strength Arrow tugs Huntress back causing him to feel her back striking against his chest.
Struggling to break free of his hold snapping her head to look over her shoulder as she locks eyes with Arrow to see him staring directly at her with a cold expression across his face feeling her breathe being caught in her throat stopping her attempts to break free remaining perfectly still as she continues to stare into his eyes to suddenly see a small change in them instantly as a small smile forms across her face without giving him a chance to react rearing back Huntress smashes the back of her head against his face causing her to feel him let go of her slightly.
Shaking away the cobwebs rearing back as he sends Huntress soaring through the air a couple of feet to only watch her land down into a kneeling position rearing back Arrow sends a kick upwards towards her chin to only feel his leg being grabbed.
Instantly without giving her a chance to react leaping down into a twirl Arrow sends a spinning kick that lands clean against it's mark sending Huntress rolling away across the wooden floor to the other end of the room.
Reaching back grabbing a hold of the item she seeks snapping around as she raises up her crossbow and sends an bolt soaring through the air instantly Huntress's eyes widen slightly for a split second when she sees a arrow striking against her own with a loud clang.
Pulling back on the trigger keeping her eyes focused on her target trying her best to keep her aim true and clear as she watches Arrow racing across the room avoiding bolt after bolt being directed his way by mere inches causing them to strike against countless abandoned objects all around the room instantly as she sees Arrow kneeling down and unleash an arrow at lighting fast speed her way leaping up Huntress twirls around in the air causing her to watch the arrow soar by her face just a few inches away.
Landing down onto the ground in a kneeling position hearing the sound of another arrow whistling through the air leaping out of the way rearing back just as she snaps around with lighting fast speed rearing back instantly Huntress releases a pair of black balls in the direction of Arrow.
Suddenly as he sees a pair of black lines being unleashed out from the mysterious object without having a chance to react feeling the lines wrapping around his upper body tight pinning his arms to his chest instantly Arrow's eyes go as wide as saucers.
Rising up to her feet suppressing a grin snatching her crossbow off from the floor reaching up as she tucks a piece of her black hair back to only find Arrow struggling to break free of his binds feeling her lips curling upright with an extra swag in her hips slowly Huntress makes her way over towards him.
Feeling his binds not giving any leeway hearing the sound of a pair of heels approaching with a clang snapping his head up to see Huntress kneeling down next to him.
" Now let's see who you really are."
Reaching up just as her fingers graze the inside of his hood hearing the floorboard creaking from behind snapping her body around instantly Huntress feels herself soaring through the air as a loud scream echoes through the air causing the whole room to shake.
Feeling her back smacking hard against the cold wooden floorboards snapping up to her feet raising up her eyes instantly as she locks eyes with Black Canary from across the room whom is staring a hole into her reaching back into her utility belt feeling the object that she is seeking slowly without taking her eyes away from her for a single second Huntress retracts her hand.
Keeping her stone cold gaze upon her glancing away from her eyes for a split second as she sees some sort of miniature staff with her eyes only showing interest for a few seconds instantly as she watches the staff extend out suppressing a smirk snapping her eyes back up slowly Canary starts to circle around Huntress as she sees her doing the same.
Looking for an opening her opponent might give keeping her eyes locked on her own as she silently stares at Huntress to see her staring back at her with an unreadable expression across her face instantly Canary raises up her staff block and incoming high staff strike causing a loud clang to echo through the room.
With lighting fast speed blocking another incoming attack planting her feet into the ground as she blocks another strike with ease instantly with a flick of her wrists forcing Huntress's arms up rearing back Canary delivers a vicious kick to her chest sending her stumbling back a few feet down to one knee.
Tugging away at his binds feeling his right arm loosening up very slightly wiggling his arm instantly as he feels a concealed knife starting to pop out from his vest reaching down Arrow grabs a hold of the knife as he watches Canary stalk her way over towards Huntress.
Slamming the end of her staff down hard onto the wooden floorboards snapping up to her feet instantly as she blocks a high staff strike seeing an opening being presented to her rearing back as she sends a heel intended for Canary's chest to feel herself hitting nothing but air just as her eyes widen instantly Huntress grits her teeth and stumbles to the side a few feet when she feels the cold end of a staff smashing into her side.
Rolling her way out of a staff strike that had been intended for her head seeing movement out of the corner of her eye instantly as she glances over to see Arrow cutting at his binds that seem to be breaking very quickly reaching back just as she sees him rip apart the binds in a swift motion rearing back instantly Huntress smashes a handful of silver balls down onto the ground causing a large puff of smoke to form in the air.
Leaping up as she sends down a vicious staff strike to only feel herself smashing the wooden floorboards snapping up to her feet hearing the sound of a door being smashed open racing through the smoke as she sees a glimpse of a door rearing back Canary lets out a loud scream sending a massive shockwave through the smoke instantly ripping apart the open doorway.
After a couple of seconds feeling the need for some much needed air bringing her screaming to a stop taking a few calming breathes stepping her way through the evaporating smoke walking through the destroyed open doorway glancing around her surroundings as she finds nothing but an empty hallway in front of her feeling her anger rising just as her grip around her staff tightens feeling a hand gently resting down on her shoulder looking away from the abandoned hallway Canary turns to look over her shoulder at Arrow.
Locking eyes with him instantly as she feels him pressing his lips to her own reaching up as she cups his cheek with her free hand and brings him closer after a few seconds breaking off the kiss turning on her heels slowly Canary stalks her way back into the room and towards the smashed window with Arrow following after her.
Staying perfectly still in the shadows looking up towards the floor above her as she quietly listens to the sound of footsteps creaking across the floorboards to only disappear seconds later reaching back into her utility belt finding what she is looking for retracting her hand with a flick of her thumb instantly Huntress snaps open a small device in her hand to instantly have a red dot blink across the screen.
Keeping her eyes on the dot as she watches it get further and further away feeling her lips curling up into a smile turning on her heels slowly Huntress makes her way towards an exit using the shadows as cover.