"So, we have proof that Sebastian Blood killed his father and then made his mother, who saw the whole thing, look insane in order to cover his tracks. Why exactly aren't we making a move now?" Barry asked.
"Slow down Flash, we can't rush into this. We have to play the long game." Oliver said, since after they'd started working with Star Labs, the Foundry had sort of become a secondary base with STAR labs being their main headquarters, since it was large with plenty of space, cutting edge technology and was one of the places in Starling City that no one wanted to be in.
"Why not? My dad hands this confession over to Singh or Pike and we easily get Blood arrested." Iris said.
"Except that Blood could defend that his mother, or aunt, as he calls her on the forms, is the testimony of an insane woman. And he could also question why Joe was even questioning her in the first place. We can't just rush into things blindly, we have to be smart and play the long game." Oliver said, since he had taken over as the leader of both teams, or rather the whole team now.
"Mr. Queen is correct, we cannot run into a situation like this blindly, we need to be smart about it." Wells agreed as Thea joined them.
"Hey where've you been?" Oliver asked his sister.
"Keeping an eye on Roy and I think I'm starting to see the negatives of that Mirakuru after all." Thea said.
"What happened?" Oliver asked.
"He put a guy in the hospital. I think it's time you step in." Thea said and Oliver nodded before looking at Caitlin.
"Caitlin, how's the antidote coming?" Oliver asked.
"Slowly. Hopefully I'll be able to speed things up a bit when Sara comes in later." Caitlin said and Oliver nodded as he looked over at his suit, preparing to make his approach to Roy.
Roy was finishing up stacking the empty kegs in the alley behind Verdant when he heard the distinct sound of an arrow being drawn and fired. Roy looked up to see his red arrow embedded in the telephone pole.
"If that was supposed to go through my leg, you missed." Roy said tiredly.
"You seem to be healing pretty well." Green Arrow said, walking down the alley towards the boy.
Enraged, Roy ran at the vigilante. He swung wildly, but Green Arrow expertly dodged out of the way. Roy's third wild punch took out a chunk of bricks on the side of the building, and he staggered back down the alley as the vigilante stood tall. "You're stronger, you heal faster, but you're not in control." He said. "The serum that you were exposed to, it changes your body but it also warps your mind."
"How do you know so much about it?" Roy demanded angrily.
"I've seen it before." Green Arrow admitted. Roy turned to look at the vigilante. "It twists men. Turns them into someone they don't recognize. Someone dangerous." He said.
"Maybe you should put another arrow through me." Roy said. "This time through my heart."
"There's another way, Roy." Green Arrow said. "I can teach you to control your new ability. And to control yourself. Let me help you." He pleaded quietly.
Roy looked the Emerald Archer in the eyes. "When do we start?" he asked.
Green Arrow smiled, or at least Roy thought it was a smile from his hood.
In an abandoned warehouse in the Glades, where Oliver had begun his training of Roy the best way he knew how. Roy stood sullenly behind a table, slapping water out of a large bowl as Green Arrow paced around the room, lazily swinging a Singapore Cane.
"Again." Green Arrow ordered.
"You know, I slapped water out of a bowl yesterday." Roy said crossly. "And I slapped water out of a bowl the day before."
"You must be getting pretty good at it." The vigilante joked.
"Yeah, well, I can't wait to get attacked by a dog dish." Roy said sarcastically.
"This is how an archer builds arm strength." Oliver told him.
"I'm not sure if you've been paying attention, but strength isn't my problem." Roy replied shortly.
"No, controlling it is." Oliver said archly. "Again."
Roy snarled at the vigilante, and then drove his fist down. He punched through the bowl and the table both with ease, and when he withdrew his hand, there wasn't a scratch on it.
"And that is how you put a guy in the hospital last week." Green Arrow pointed out.
"How'd you know about that?" Roy demanded, looking at his trembling hand. He quickly shoved it into the pocket of his hoodie. "It's none of your business."
"You made it my business when you agreed to let me help you." Oliver replied harshly, and then continued in a quieter voice. "I knew someone like you. Someone injected with the Mirakuru. He was my friend." He said painfully. "But it warped his mind to the point where I didn't even recognize him anymore."
"Who was this guy?" Roy asked. "How come I've never heard of him? Or that Mirakuru?" Silence. "Is there anything you can tell me about him?" Roy asked in frustration.
"Yeah. I had to put an arrow through his eye." Oliver said softly and Roy slightly sympathized.
"You were guys close, if you don't mind my asking?" Roy asked.
"He was like a brother to me. And it was because of the drug that is in your system right now that I had to put him down. I'd really like to avoid history repeating." Green Arrow said.
Moira was headed towards the door when she saw something she didn't see very often anymore- Thea, lounging on one of the couches in the den.
"Thea? What are you doing home?" she asked, stepping into the den. "I thought you were staying at Roy's."
"Roy's currently training with Oliver, apparently when he went missing over Christmas, he was injected with some dangerous substance that I know nothing about, but Ollie does and he's trying to help Roy control it and since I have no interest in watching what will most likely turn into my brother beating on my boyfriend, I decided to have some me time." Thea said.
"What's with the fancy-fancy?" she then asked, taking note of her mother's outfit.
"Oh, I'm- I'm going out to dinner." Moira said nervously. "With Walter." She added.
Thea perked up. "Like a date?" she asked.
"Like a dinner." Moira clarified. "Truly, I don't know what the evening holds." She looked at Thea in concern. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Thea sighed. "Mostly." she added. "Uh… It's Roy. He had some trouble last week, and I don't know how to help him." She confided.
"Do you want me to stay home?" Moira asked. "I can call Walter and we can reschedule."
"Absolutely not." Thea said sternly. "If you and Walter are going to patch things up," she noted her mother's wary look. "No pressure." Thea said with a smile. "But you're going."
"It may be nothing." Moira hedged.
"Only one way to find out." Thea said with a grin.