++++++ In the grand scheme of things-my Flash FanFic should be up but this weekend. If you want a sneak peak at chapter one-review or PM and I can send it to you.

So I started watching Supergirl on the weekend and I loved it. So today I was scrolling through Facebook and the Nerdist are like - THIS IS WHO HANK REALLY IS! I almost died! I never thought that would be possible and in Australia we're like one episode in. Anyway...I think they did his character really well and they didn't destroy it like some shows do with CGI and the like...

I hope you enjoy the chapter.

I do not own ++++++

Twenty-Five

Soaked through to the bone, I ran through the city streets of Starling City. I'd lost Oliver and Felicity a few blocks ago and was now on my own. Unsuccessfully I was trying to pull my thoughts together enough to come up with a plan but thinking was just taking me back to Peter performing CPR on Roy back in the alley.

The sounds of a horn brought me back down to reality as my feet carried me right into the path of oncoming traffic. Whoever was driving the car managed to come to a full stop just inches away from my legs.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" The driver flung his door opened and climbed out wearing a business suit with a Bluetooth earpiece in his ear. "Move lady!" He grabbed my arm to yank me aside so I grabbed his and broke it. I twisted it that far around that the distinctive sound of snapping bone and ripping flesh was just enough to make me let go.

The woman in the passenger seat got out screaming. She took off running. I picked up a piece of rock off the ground and threw it at her, sending her falling to the ground.

"Hey! Someone call 911!"

I kicked the guy in the suit right in the gut and stepped over his body. "Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home," I sang to myself, distracting myself with memories of my dad singing to me when I was little. Behind me I could hear footsteps creeping up on me. I spun around just in time to grab the fist of my attacker. "Did your mother ever teach you not to hit a lady?" I sneered. I kicked him in the stomach and slammed his head against my knee followed by the post beside me.

I rolled my eyes as the sound of sirens hit my ears. "People never learn!" I growled.

"River stop!" Cypher landed on the ground in front of me, previously watching from a fire escape.

"Damn," I pouted, "and here I thought I lost you."

"You've got to come back with me," she urged me. "Roy's alive. He's okay. We shocked his heart into beating again."

I raised an eyebrow and laughed before spinning around to catch the arrow laced with sedative in the tip that almost hit me in the back. I lifted the arrow in my hand and waved at the Hood who was perched up on the nearby roof with the Black Canary beside him. "Better luck next time, Chuckles." I turned.

Cypher was practically behind me. "River I'm not kidding, Roy is alive, you've got to come back." I don't really think she expected me to punch her in the face. She flew back and smashed into the windscreen of an oncoming cop car, forcing it to break suddenly.

"Roy is alive? And I'm the Pope," I snorted.

"Well, you're holiness, step this way," the Canary replied, she kicked me in the back of the knee and grabbed me around the neck, using her other hand to twist my arm behind my back.

I screamed and struggled, trying to hit her but the Hood grabbed my other arm. "Twitch, stop!" he shouted.

I thrust my head back, connecting with the Canary's face. She let go of my arm and I elbowed her in the stomach before kicking the Hood in the groin. Standing up, I grabbed him via the sides of his hood I head-butted him in the face a few times before Cypher grabbed my arm.

A blue electrical shock swarmed over my body coming directly from her hands. It sent a sharp, stabbing feeling all over my body. Her eyes were doing that data hack thing again as she held onto me tightly, refusing to let go.

I screamed and fell to my knees. The moment she let go, I pulled her leg out from underneath her and grabbed the arrow full of sedative. I stabbed her in the leg with it and kicked the Canary in the side as she came at me. The Hood hit me on the side of the head with his bow, his free arm he grabbed the top of the hood I was wearing and pulled to knee me in the face.

I felt my nose instantly break and grunted. "Twitch, he's alive! She's not lying!" He grabbed my arms and tried to pin them behind me but I bit his wrist in the space between his sleeve and his glove.

Then I kneed him in the family jewels.

"Fuck you, Ollie," I hissed.

A bullet ripped through my shoulder sending me stumbling back a few steps. I looked up to see Peter and Lance standing there with a couple other cops and right behind them was a truck from the sugar refinery that made easy work, smashing through the cars in its way. Despite bleeding, I smirked seeing Cyrus Gold getting out of the truck.

"Damn it, twitch!" the Hood yelled as I dodge the Canary. "Canary, the sedative!"

I made for the truck expecting a fight.

He opened the door and stuck his head out. "Brother Blood will see you now."

An arrow hit me in the leg as I climbed in the truck. I yanked it out and threw it out the window. Sniffing a little, I couldn't help but observe the scent of burnt flesh. Rolling up my sleeve, I observed a burnt hand print in my flesh surrounded by purple veins. In fascination I watched the burn start to heal-going from black, to angry red, to pink and finally to nothing at all. My muscles and skin where stitching themselves together around the bullet. Later I was going to have to dig that sucker out. I could feel the sedative working its way through my body-there was no way in hell I was going to let it knock me out.

If an electric shock from Livewire back there couldn't knock me down-this wouldn't.

"You killed my friend," I growled, staring at Cyrus Gold.

"There is no friends, only brothers," he replied.

"I have boobs," I retorted. "Do I look like a brother?"

He ignored me.

This wasn't exactly what I'd expected but it would get me closer to the idiot that had killed Roy. I was furious that Oliver thought I was stupid enough to believe that Roy was alive. They can run away and nurse their wounds. My mind was pulsating as Cyrus threw a black hood at my face followed by those little zip cuffs. "A pair of zip cuffs? Yeah like that's gonna make any difference."

And again he said nothing.

I rolled my eyes and put the hood on followed by the zip cuffs. Sure my sight was impaired but I could feel every little bump along the way. Into the lions den I go.

Underneath the black bag I couldn't quit pick where we were but I could smell it.

On top of everything in the air, the smell of death was right at the top.

In front of me I could hear the sounds of people arguing-the one that stuck out was about me not being part of the program or whatever that meant.

Someone grabbed my arm and yanked me along the wet ground before shoving me to my knees. The black bag was pulled off my head and I found myself staring up at a man wearing a suit but with a mask on his head. I couldn't help but snort. "And who the hell do you think you are?" I asked.

He leant forward and yanked my hood off my head. I gather underneath I wasn't who was expected at all when he stepped back. "You bring her here! I said nobodies! People will miss a millionaire CEO. You idiot!"

"I told him to bring her here."

I froze the moment I heard that voice.

Through the doorway behind the man in the skull mask stepped Slade Wilson. He walked towards me and took a scalpel off bench, using it to cut the cuffs I was wearing. "Hello, River. Take a walk with me."

"You're fucking kidding me right?" I asked, getting to my feet.

"Take a walk with me and I won't have your pretty sisters killed," he smirked.

Slade Wilson offered his hand to me and after I hesitated, I took it.

++++++ So I may or may not have stated this before but this is sort of going into the Au territory.

I'd say 50% canon and 50% AU ++++++