Isabel Rochev, clad in her old Ravager uniform and a blue and white mask (which Felicity had given the hazel eyed woman without explanation or fanfare before the latter party had rushed out of the Lair) that fit her better than her old Ravager mask but had a similar look and style as Isabel's previous disguise opened up the throttle of her vehicle as much as she could as she sped towards her intended destination. The brunette was currently riding in one of the motorcycles that Oliver Queen had stashed away in the basement/garage level of the new Arrow cave and cursed Oliver's decision to separate her from him for this mission. She understood the Arrow's logic of course, that the item she had been sent to retrieve would be absolutely essential in order for Team Arrow to achieve victory over Slade and his men tonight. And the brunette also agreed with Oliver's logic that if, as her boyfriend expected, Slade had somehow been tipped off about the item she had been sent to retrieve and had sent his three missing MIrakuru enhanced soldiers after it, she would be the one with the best chances of defeating those 3 henchmen alone and securing the prize: the cure for the Mirakuru serum that was currently pumping through the veins of Slade and all of his soldiers…as well as in Isabel's own. Still, it pissed Isabel off that Oliver had sent her, the best fighter on his team, at the moment, away, for however brief a time, to get the cure, thus forcing Isabel to leave Oliver and his friends to fight Slade without her help for a while.

Isabel shook her head to try to get rid of her negative thoughts and focused her enhanced senses on the clearly marked STAR Labs vehicle just ahead of her, about three blocks away, the driver of said vehicle (who Isabel guessed was extremely brave, or extremely stupid, given that Felicity had told the employees at STAR labs what kind of danger they might be in for helping the Arrow stop Slade) and the three men dressed in black that were currently charging towards said vehicle. The brunette mentally cursed herself for arriving too late, as she guessed she would not be able to save the driver of the vehicle from what happened next, and Isabel screamed in her com-link as she continued to speed towards the truck. "I have the vehicle in sight, Felicity, but Slade's men are already here and it looks like your boyfriend is in trouble! I'll do my best to save him, but I make no promises!"

As if to reinforce Isabel's point, one of Slade's men pulled out a gun and shot out two of the tires on the delivery truck…and then ran up to said truck before it even came to a complete stop and began to pull the driver's side door off its hinges. Isabel, still a half block away from the truck was only able to brace herself for the inevitable as Felicity screamed "Barry!" through the brunette's com-link. But the expected gunshot to Barry Allen's head never came.

Instead of a gunshot, the next sound that Isabel and Felicity heard was a stranger high pitched hum, followed by a ZAP! as an arc of electricity came out of a strange device that the driver had been holding in one hand, and the member of Slade's crew that had been the beneficiary of the small, but powerful, item's onslaught fell to the ground unconscious. Isabel smirked. Evidently, Barry Allen was just as smart as Felicity had told her he was as she had been speeding to meet the young man, and the young scientist had come prepared for a fight. 'Good.' Isabel thought to herself. 'So did I. And you may just be smart enough to survive tonight's events. Mr. Allen.'

Isabel's smirk faded, however, when she noticed that a dot on the device in the young forensic assistant's hand was now glowing red instead of green, and was evidently out of power, and that two more of Slade's flunkies were now running toward the truck as well. Knowing there was no time to waste if she was going to have any hope of retrieving the cure and saving Felicity's friend, Isabel quickly adjusted the course of her vehicle, then jumped off of the motorcycle she had borrowed from Oliver, allowing the now vacant chopper to run into both henchmen before the cycle came to a crashing halt onto the street pavement.

Wasting none of the precious few moments this bough Isabel as Deathstroke's stunned goons recovered from the vehicle accident, the brunette quickly retrieved the suitcase at the feet of one very freaked out looking Barry Allen. She then took two of the liquid-filled syringes out of the case, then simultaneously jabbed the two sharp objects into Slade's goons as they tried to charge the delivery truck once again. Once that was accomplished, Isabel was able to effortlessly knock the two depowered thugs out with her fists. She then stuck one of the syringes into the thug the scientist had downed before she turned towards Barry Allen. "Good job delivering the cure, kid. I'll take it from here." Isabel then turned around, so Barry couldn't hear her, put her hand on her com-link and spoke to Felicity once more. "Package secured. And your boyfriend is safe too now, just so you know."

Barry Allen shook his head incredulously and spoke, unknowingly interrupting Felicity's protest that "Barry Allen is not my boyfriend!" "Not that I'm not thankful for the save or anything, and it seems like you are one of the good guys since you are helping me…"

Isabel shrugged. "More or less. I am now, anyway…"

Ignoring Isabel's words, Barry kept talking. "But I'm not a kid. I held my own pretty well back there for a minute before you swooped in with your dramatic entrance and your mismatched costume and mask. And by the way, I'm twenty-…you know what? It doesn't matter. The point is, your ride is damaged now…" Isabel followed Barry's gaze to the burning wreckage of Oliver's motorbike, which had slammed against a telephone pole, and winced while acknowledging the young scientist's point as he continued speaking. "And you need a ride if you want to get the rest of the cure samples to help the Arrow stop Slade's men. So..." As if to emphasize the3 young man's point, the tires on his vehicle re-inflated and sealed themselves with what Barry could only assume was some very advanced tech. "Do you want a ride or not?"

Isabel sighed, rolled her eyes while briefly contemplating leaving the smart, but somewhat annoying young man on the road and just taking his vehicle, but quickly thought better of it for two reasons. One, Felicity, who she had just become friends with, would never let her hear the end of it if she did so. And two, as much as a smart-alec as Mr. Allen seemed to be, he had proven that he was intelligent and could handle himself in a crisis, so Isabel reluctantly admitted to herself the man might be handy to have around. So the brunette accepted Barry's offer with a nod and climbed in the passenger side of the STAR Labs vehicle before Mr. Allen sped the two of them off into the night, toward Iron Heights prison as Barry called the police to pick up his three assailants.

Isabel noted with interest that Barry seemed to know the fastest route to the prison by heart, as the young man took back roads that Isabel didn't know about, shaving several minutes off their traveling time. The young scientist then explained that he believed that Slade had been able to get his location by eavesdropping on Team Arrow's communications, as he himself had been able to do. Barry then demonstrated this fact by turning the special radio in the truck to the same frequency as Team Arrow's com signal, and an embarrassed and nervous sounding Felicity spoke to both of the vehicle's occupants. "Damn it! I knew I should have set up a better encryption for the signal on my laptop after I had to abandon my old PC in the last Arrow cave, but I got so busy trying to find Slade I neglected to do so! Damn it!" The blonde woman repeated herself before she sighed and said in a panicked voice. "That means Slade knew that Team Arrow was going to try to intercept him and his men at the prison! I need to warn Oliver!"

Barry, who was already going the vehicle's max speed as he speed toward Iron Heights, and Isabel, were helpless to do anything except listen to Felicity's frantic calls to Oliver and his friends as they journeyed towards the battle that they both guessed was already occurring at the prison. And both of them were obviously nervous as hell, as evidenced by Isabel's fingernails constant tapping on the passenger side door and Barry's light wrapping on the dashboard with his fist. Finally, to ease the tension, Barry let out a forced laugh and said the first thing he could think of that had nothing to do with the battle he was racing towards. "You know, I was listening to your transmissions earlier, and I have to ask, what made you think that Felicity was my girlfriend?" Trying, and failing miserably to cover up his nervous tone of voice, Barry added. "Because she is totally not…my girlfriend, I mean."

Isabel rolled her eyes at the attraction between the scientist and the equally brainy IT expert for Team Arrow that was obvious to everyone but the two people in question. The brunette decided to omit the fact that she had seen Barry and Felicity's chemistry in action as the two of them had danced at Moira Queen's party months ago, in order to try not to reveal her identity to Barry (which Isabel had hoped had not been listening in on Team Arrow's transmissions long enough to discover already), and instead said. "Oh, Felicity wouldn't shut up about you the whole time I was driving to our rendezvous point to get the cure. She kept saying how smart and brave you were, and how important it was that I keep you safe if Slade had sent men to intercept the cure. It's pretty obvious she is in to you and I just assumed…."

Barry smiled for a brief moment, and Isabel was glad that the young man had bought her minor embellishment of Felicity's expressed praises of Barry Allen as the young scientist said in an obviously interested tone of voice that made Isabel smile. "Really? That's interesting." The brunette sort of hoped that the scientist and the tech girl would hit it off after this crisis was over. Both so that Felicity, Isabel's only friend, could have herself a boyfriend, which, by the way the bespectacled woman fawned over Oliver, Isabel guessed the blonde woman really could use right now…and so that Felicity would, hopefully, stop having feelings for her boyfriend. A slightly selfish thought that didn't bother the hazel eyed woman's conscience in the slightest.

The mood in the vehicle quickly turned somber again, however, as the truck got within five minutes of the prison, and both occupants of said truck refocused their full attention on where they were heading while Barry, who Isabel noted seemed just as nervous as she was, began tapping his fist against the dashboard again. The brunette turned toward the younger blonde man and spoke. "What are you so nervous about? We'll get there in time. I know we will. We have to…" Isabel took a deep breath, removing some of the nervousness, and a little of the rage that wanted to boil over in her system, from her body before she added in a calmer voice. "And Felicity is safe at the new Lair anyway. She's not in danger."

Barry Allen shook his head and continued to rap his fist gently against the dashboard. "I know. I'm not worried about her." The young man sighed as he added. "My father is in that prison and I'm worried about him, okay?"

Isabel nodded. "He's one of the guards? I could understand why you would be scared for…"

Barry shook his head. "No. He's one of the inmates. He's in there for a crime I know…that I saw with my own eyes that he didn't commit. But I visit with him as often as I can and…I don't even know why I'm telling you any of this. Forget it."

Isabel shook her head as well and replied after a long silence. "It's fine. I'm sorry. But it must be nice to at least have a dad that wants to talk to you. Mine abandoned me before I was even born."

Now it was Barry's turn to be silent for several seconds before Isabel added. "I'm not going to lie to you, Mr. Allen. I'm going into this battle to, first and foremost, protect the Arrow. But I will do my best to keep your father, and everyone else in that prison, safe as well."

Barry nodded. "Thank you."

Before Isabel could reply to that, however, Felicity's voice, which had been muffled by static for the past 15 minutes or so, suddenly came through the STAR Labs issue radio loud and clear. "Barry! Isabel! Please hurry! Oliver and his friends are in some serious trouble! And I…" Barry and Isabel could only look at the now silent radio, wondering why Felicity's voice had gone silent as their vehicle speed into the night towards the prison

Several minutes ago…

Felicity gasped while sitting in her chair at the "command center" of the New Lair as she watched the fight between Oliver, Roy, Sara and Slade's army. Things were not going so well for Team Arrow at the present moment, a fact which consumed all of the I.T. girls' attention as her fear for her friends clouded her judgment, causing her to ignore the flashing red "security breach" alerts on her laptop which would have let her know that the Arrow Cave had been compromised. Thea and Moira Queen were similarly distracted as they worried for Oliver and Roy's safety.

Thankfully, the security breach alerts were not lost on one John Diggle, a man that Oliver had insisted should remain behind to watch over his family and Felicity "in case Slade finds this place." The African American army veteran knew Oliver well enough to know there was more to the story, especially since the man had gone to such great lengths to make sure no one would ever find this place, another threat that the blonde billionaire had refused to talk about before hurriedly storming out of the Lair towards Iron Heights Prison. And Diggle, who quietly pointed to the security breach alerts and indicated he was going to check on the problem, guessed he was about to meet whatever mysterious threat that Oliver had been worried about. Whatever it was, Diggle was confident he could handle it as he quietly marched towards the broken door in the south wing of the former ARGUS facility which had been breached.

Diggle's confidence was soon shattered, however, when he was ambushed by a man dressed completely in black, with a dark hood over his face. The ex-soldier tried to pull away in time, but he was only a fraction of a second too slow, as the black clad villain quickly disarmed the army vet with a blow to the dark skinned man's arm.

Diggle yelled in pain as several of his bones were broken, but he was nevertheless able to retaliate against his attacker with an elbow to the hooded man's face! Unfortunately, the dark clad figure was able to quickly recover and bring out a massively quick counterattack of his own. After the barrage of punches and kicks, which Diggle was not fast enough to block, had been completed, John Diggle fell to the floor unconscious, leaving the darkly drabbed hooded figure to continue towards the command center of the new Lair.

When the villain arrived at the command center, he was just in time to hear Felicity Smoak's conversation with Barry and Isabel. Please hurry! Oliver and his friends are in some serious trouble! And I…"

Taking the distraction of the IT girl, and of both of the female Queen's, who were watching the battle at Iron Heights with bated breath, as his cue to strike, the man in black strolled purposely toward Felicity Smoak to put her out of commission first. But Felicity was a little more challenging to take down then the villain anticipated, and his right eye soon found itself being smacked by a left hook from the normally reserved IT girl, who had noticed him enter the room seconds ago and been pretending not to notice him so that she could surprise the villain with an attack of her own.

Felicity's plan worked, forcing the man in black to stagger backwards momentarily while Moira and Thea gasped and Felicity shot out of her chair and into and amateur fighting stance. But the setback lasted only for a moment, and the hooded man soon retaliated with a kick to Felicity's temple, which sent the IT girl crashing to the ground unconscious.

Moira and Thea looked on in horror as the hooded man turned towards the two of them, and pulled his hood back, revealing his face for the mother and daughter to see. The man had a bloodied, perhaps even broken, nose now, courtesy of one John Diggle, and his right eye seemed slightly swollen, like skin around it would soon bruise and blacken, but the face was still easy to recognize. Indeed, this man's face would have been recognizable to most citizens of Starling City after the large amount of news coverage that had been broadcast over the airwaves and cable line concerning the Undertaking over the past few months. But the face that greeted them now was especially unmistakable for the mother and daughter that stood before them now. For it was none other than Malcolm Merlyn himself who stood in front of Thea and Moira Queen now!

The older woman cleared her throat nervously. "What do you want, Malcolm, and how did you find us here?!"

The "Dark Archer" smirked as he looked at the older woman. "Hello Moira. I followed Felicity Smoak here last night, and waited for the proper moment to strike. And I figured that I should do so now, since most of your son's team of so-called heroes is no longer here to stop me. I trust you already know why I'm here. I'm here to collect what's mine. Someone you've been unjustly keeping me from all of these years."

Malcolm was surprised when it was Thea, not Moira who responded to his words, and he was doubly surprised when the young woman did so while pulling a small handgun out of her purse and pointing it towards the Dark Archer's chest. "Yeah, I know why you're here…"

Thea gulped, hesitated, and then added. "Dad. My mom told me all about your plans for me. And I don't want any part of them! Now, drop the weapon!"

Malcolm just smirked and shook his head as he did as he was asked, and dropped the bow that had been in his hand since he had taken it off his shoulder after he knocked Felicity unconscious. "That's only because you don't know what I'm offering yet. I'm glad your mother finally told you that I'm your real father, though, because now you will now that you can trust me to look out for you. And I won't lie to you like your mother and brother have been doing for all of these years…"

Moira Queen opened her mouth to protest Malcolm's words, but her daughter beat him to it. "Save it! Leave my mom and Oliver out of this! They've started telling me the truth now, so you can't use that to convince me to come with you. And they both have the advantage of not being complete psychopaths that tried to kill thousands of people…."

Malcolm frowned and took several steps toward Thea, until the young woman threatened to shoot him if he moved another inch toward her. "There was a lot more to the Undertaking than just killing people, Thea. Believe it or not, if your brother and his friends hadn't stopped most of it, the Undertaking would have saved this city…or at least the parts of it that deserved to be saved. Instead, Starling City will continue to be mired in corruption and weighed down by the lowest of the low. I will explain it all to you, and in time, you will understand I was right to try to destroy the Glades. But right now, as your father, I'm asking you to come with me now…" Malcolm held out his arm imploringly to Thea as he added. "Come with me, and I promise you I will give you a better life than the liars you have called your family your entire life can. I have a plan. You'll see. Soon you, and I, and Tommy and Rebecca will be together. And we can be the family you deserve to have and there will be no lies between us. And you will be my daughter, and I will be your fath…"

But Thea Queen never let Malcolm finish his sentence while he took another step towards his biological daughter, as the youngest Queen pulled the trigger on the handgun she had bought shortly after Oliver had told her he was the Arrow and that she might be in danger. The muzzle flashed. A small fraction of a second later, there was a loud BANG! And then Malcom Merlyn dropped to the floor of the Lair, apparently dead.

Thea Queen glared at the man on the floor and growled while Moira could only look upon the prone body of the father of her child on the floor in shock while her daughter spat out. "You may be my dad, but Robert Queen was my father, you psychotic son of a bitch! And even if he made some bad choices, he was still ten times the man you are!" Thea's voice rose to a scream as she yelled at the body of her biological father. "He raised me, even though he didn't have to, which is more than you ever did for your own son, Tommy! I loved my real father and you took him away from me! And for that, as well as for killing one of my brothers, and for almost killing my other one and my boyfriend, I hope you rot in hell!"

The sound of the gunshot, then Thea's yelling and her subsequent crying on her mother's shoulder could be heart throughout the common area of the Lair, and the sound soon awoke Felicity Smoak up. The blonde woman then slowly made her way to the Queen females to make sure they were okay as she continued to recover from her painful head injury.

During the next several minutes, Felicity and Moira's attention was completely focused, first on Thea, as the young woman recovered emotionally from shooting her biological father, and then on finding Diggle and waking him up. It was only after the African American man had painfully woken up from his own head injury and everyone started walking back towards the common room to get medical supplies to treat the man's broken bones, when everyone noticed that Malcolm Merlyn's body was no longer lying on the floor. And all of the current occupants of the new Lair immediately came to the same dreaded conclusion in their mind as they processed this fact. The Dark Archer was still alive, and he had already fled to parts unknown. And whatever the villain's game was, it was far from over.

However, after Diggle confirmed that Malcolm Merlyn was no longer in the building, everyone decided they could not let the man's disappearance distract Felicity from her current task. Team Arrow still had a battle with Slade to win, after all. As Felicity Smoak turned towards her computer monitor, looked at the bleak state of the battle at the prison and nibbled her lip nervously, the IT expert just hoped that was still a fight Oliver and his friends would be able to win, and that Isabel would get to the prison really soon…

….meanwhile…

Oliver Queen just managed to duck a punch aimed at his head that would have been powerful enough to tear said head clean off of his shoulders, roll away, and quickly let loose an arrow coated with snake venom that temporarily incapacitated his Mirakuru enhanced attacker. But the archer knew that his defeat of one of Slade's henchmen was no cause for celebration. After all, he was the last member of his team still standing, and the battle was not going well. At all.

In truth, the battle against Slade's men had started going south almost from the beginning. True, Team Arrow had started the fight with a few advantages. Oliver, Roy, and Sara had gotten to the prison before Slade and his men, because the repurposed ARGUS base that was the New Arrow Cave happened to be closer to the prison than wherever Slade's hideout had been. Felicity had managed to lock down the prison remotely with her laptop, meaning that Oliver and his field team only had to painlessly incapacitate a few snipers in guard towers to keep to keep the prison guards from getting themselves killed by trying to fight Slade's army with weapons that would be useless against the one-eyed man's enhanced soldiers.

Also, Oliver had even managed to let loose a special arrow, made especially by STAR Labs and delivered to Felicity a few weeks ago by Barry Allen, which had somehow caused the guns of Slade and his men to stop working. Oliver really hadn't understood Barry's explanation about how that arrow could do that, only that It involved manipulating all the bullets in guns that where within a certain area of where the arrow was activated, and that one of the researchers at Star Labs had gotten the idea from some British sci-fi show that was called Doctor…something. Oliver really didn't remember. Or care. What he did care about was that the highly sophisticated defensive weapon, which QC had unknowingly paid a heavy price for, worked.

Unfortunately, even under those fortuitous circumstances, the battle had quickly turned against Oliver and his teammates. It had all started when Sara had tried to use her sonic weapon to quickly incapacitate Slade's army at the beginning of the battle. This did nothing, and upon close inspection of one of the Mirakuru infected men's ears, Oliver was quickly able to determine why. Apparently, Slade had adapted his tactics since his last encounter with the canary, and now Deathstroke and all of his men were wearing sound dampening headphones over their ears. Things had progressively gotten worse from there.

Sara, despite her impressive combat skills, earned over five long years as an assassin, had been the first to be knocked unconscious. And the blonde heroine had only been able to take down two of Slade's henchmen with several blows to the head with a special staff with a button activated taser function at one end that Oliver had commissioned to be built specifically for the Canary to use in crowd control combat. Roy was the next to fall, despite the advantages Mirakuru had given him, because he was not nearly as skilled at fighting as Oliver or Sara. To the young man's credit, however, the red hooded vigilante had also managed to take down one of Slade's men before being knocked uncouncious.

Oliver, having taken a stealthier, long distance approach of shooting poison or shock arrows at his opponents while darting between shadows, had lasted longer than his companions, had successfully brought down three of Slade's men, and had even managed to keep the villains attention away from his incapacitated teammates long enough that the Arrow's unconscious friends had not been killed…yet. But Oliver was smart enough to know that, unless something changed really soon, he, Sara, and Roy would all be dead within minutes. Because Oliver still had five Mirakuru enhanced opponents left, including Slade Wilson. And he was all out of weaponized arrows.

And then things got worse, as the four henchmen still standing managed to corner Oliver against one of the walls of the prison…and their master, Slade Wilson, stepped out of the shadows and smiled as he yelled out to his men. "Stop! I'll deal with the Arrow myself! I have a score to settle with him, and I won't risk things going wrong again! Just don't let him leave." The one eyed psychopath pointed at Oliver Queen dramatically. "You are mine!"

The Arrow smirked, determined not to allow himself to show how afraid he was of Deathstroke, even if he knew that this was a fight that Oliver couldn't win. "I noticed you waited in the background while your men dealt with my friends, and until I was all out of arrows to confront me, Slade. Could it be that you were afraid to take me on before I was practically unarmed? Why your men follow you in the face of such cowardice on your part is beyond me!"

Slade growled before he took several steps towards the Arrow and said. "My men follow me because I gave them freedom and power…and because they know I am stronger than you. And I am about to prove that to them once and for all now that you can't escape. As for why I waited till now to reveal myself…" Deathstroke shrugged. "What can I say? In chess, the pawns go first..."

Oliver had just enough time to think to himself that that that last line sounded familiar, and that he was sure that Slade had borrowed if from something, before the one-eyed man charged at him while screaming loudly, clearly enraged. Thankfully, this rage ruined Slade's fighting strategy, and Oliver was easily able to dodge Slade's first, obviously telegraphed attack.

Oliver was (barely) able to dodge Slade's second attack for the same reason, and the Arrow was actually able to hold his own against Deathstroke for about 45 seconds, dodging Slade's attacks, and even getting in a couple of hits of his own. During this time, Oliver reflected that this was actually easier than "fighting" Isabel had been, since the brunette had almost as much training and power as Slade did, and seemed to be more disciplined and in control of her rage, both in and out of combat, than Slade was, even though she was also Mirakuru infected. For this reason, for one brief moment, Oliver actually allowed himself to think this was a fight he could win.

Then reality hit Oliver like a bus. Or at least, Deathstroke's fist finally managing to strike his head felt like a bus hitting him. Oliver Queen had only a brief moment to wonder how Slade had finally managed to control his anger enough to launch an attack against his person that he couldn't see coming, and what the source of the loud noise originating from behind Slade's men was, or why said henchmen were screaming, before his body hit the ground and he lost consciousness.

Elsewhere, an unspecified time and place later…

"Wakeup!"

Oliver Queen groaned and he rubbed his aching head, and awoke to the sound of a voice that was very familiar. For just a moment, Oliver thought it was his father, Robert Queen's, voice. That somehow, the past six or so years had just been some nightmare that he was just now being awoken from, and that his father was now telling him to wake up for some reason. So before he opened his eyes, Oliver smiled. "I'll be up in just a moment, dad! I've been having the worst nightmare! You wouldn't believe…."

The source of the familiar voice chuckled. "I'm not your father, Oliver. But I'm sure I'd believe whatever it is you have to tell me. After all…"

Oliver's eyes shot open and he looked up at the person talking to him as his critical thinking skills kicked in. The person standing above him, offering a hand to help him up (which Oliver reluctantly took as he righter himself) was not his dead father. But the visage that still greeted him, the blonde haired gray eyed man with a green hood, costume, and bow and arrow, was still all too surreally familiar. After all, he saw this man every day when he looked in the mirror…

The alternate Oliver Queen smiled and continued voicing his thought while the one that had just arisen from the floor (or whatever constituted a floor in the white, apparently formless void that appeared to surround the two figures) dropped his jaw in shock. "Why would I lie to myself? Now…"

The other Oliver started walking away from the vigilante with his mouth still wide open in surprise and confusion, and then spoke. "I think we'll find we have a lot to talk about. All of us…

Before the "original" Oliver could ask what the other archer meant, he soon found himself surrounded by many other archers clad in green. Many wore slightly different costumes, or had slightly different facial features or scars than himself, but they were all, unquestionably, Oliver Queen.

All that the newly awakened Oliver could think to do was shake his head in confusion and scream. "What the hell is going on?!"

AN: So here we are again, at the end of another chapter. I really hope all of you liked it, but please, tell me what you honestly think about this entry of the story, and some of the characters I formally introduced to the story within this chapter. Once again, I would like to thank all my readers for reading this fic, and for all of your reviews, comments, and suggestions for TSFTDS! You are the reason I keep posting chapters, and your support is appreciated. I would also like to thank my beta reader, without whom, this story would probably resemble something like a trailer park after a tornado went through it.

Now, without giving anything away, I really hope you will enjoy the...detour that Oliver Queen's personal journey is taking at this point of this story. I think you will. I will see all of you readers down the rabbit hole when I post the next chapter. Until then, I am…

-supercode