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Chapter Thirty Eight

Iron Heights Prison

In the dead of night a black van arrives at the desolate entrance to Iron Heights prison.

A man, Cyrus Vanch, exists the prison calmly walking over to a blonde woman standing beside the van, pulling her into his arms and a passionate kiss…

Next Morning

"Hiya George." Vanch speaks as he knocks upon the front door of a man named George's house, the blonde woman still at his side.

"Vanch." The man replies in an ominous tone.

"Surprised to see me? I imagine you would be, seeing as how you botched my trial and from what Viv here tells me, protecting my interests." He says in a dangerous voice.

"Um, there were contingencies that couldn't be anticipated." George stutters nervously.

"Yes. Yes, Vivian told me. The head of the Triad getting ventilated, Bertinelli getting collared and um, these vigilantes. The Man In The Hood, The Woman In Black and The Man In The Mask." He lists boredly.

"E—exactly. What am I supposed to do in the face of something like that?" He stutters again in response.

"Absolutely nothing, Georgie. Tell you what, all is forgiven. Give us a hug." Vanch offers with a smile, noticing George's hesitation.

"Come on." He edges him on as the men embrace.

"You know I could use a place to stay while I'm getting my sea legs back under me, George and you've got a nice place here. What do you say George?" He questions as he releases him, dropping his dead body to the floor having stabbed him in the side.

"I hope George has been food shopping." He smirks to Vivian.

"I'm famished."

The Foundry

"So what you guys are trying to tell me is that this book contains a list of the names of the guys the three of you have been hunting and this book, Oliver your mother's that's the same list of names." Diggle questions having heard the story from Oliver, Sara and Slade about how the sweet IT girl, Felicity Smoak had revealed this book to them and the knowledge that it was Oliver's mothers and that it may or may not have been the cause of Walters disappearance and possible murder!

"It's identical." Oliver snarls in between angered punches at Slade, sparring with his best friend to keep his mind straight after the revelation.

"So where'd Moria Queen get her copy?" Diggle queries as Sara shrugs her shoulders whilst watching Oliver and Slade duel.

"Who knows! I don't know if I want to find out." Sara murmurs truthfully.

"I have my opinions." Slade mumbles.

"Ohh I bet you do." Diggle replies as he watches Slade take Oliver down as per usual.

"She's my mother Diggle. She's not the kind of person who would…"

"Have her husband disappear? Because I can believe that. I always thought there was something off about that woman from the moment I met her." Slade growls.

"Slade." Sara sighs softly in slight restraint.

"No. I have always thought there was something not quite right about Moira Queen and this is just proving my point." Slade mutters.

"You don't know her Slade." Oliver protests, Slade taking Oliver's distracted moment to put him on the ground.

"I think I see more sides to her than you do, kid." Slade mutters as Oliver gets to his feet, picking up the pace with Slade again.

"You're too trusting, kid." Slade retorts.

"And you don't trust anybody! You seem to believe that everyone's got some kind of agenda! You've always been like that. Look how long it took you to trust us!" Oliver cries.

"You two earned my trust. Trust is earned, you're mother certainly hasn't earned my trust and until this matter is resolved she never will do." Slade growls.

"Because you already think that this is going to end badly." Oliver shoots back.

"Oliver, she has the book identical to the one your father gave to you and Sara right before he died. She had it hidden and as soon as your step father finds it he disappears! I don't see anyway how this won't end badly." Slade hisses as he deflects probably a genuine punch from an upset Oliver.

"Guys please, fighting isn't going to help." Sara sighs sadly.

"No it's not. Listening to me kid is gonna help." Slade responds.

"Right now, I doubt that." Oliver mutters petulantly.

"That is really the question though isn't it Oliver. Did she make Walter disappear. I understand why you would want to believe your mother over your stepfather but I tend to believe the innocent party is whoevers missing and presumed dead and Slade. Well he believes everyone's guilty until proven innocent!" Diggle folds his arms as Oliver snorts and rolls his eyes whilst throwing an attack at Slade.

"Ohh don't I know it!"

Oliver had walked for hours, following the directions on the map to a place Yao Fei had marked upon it, trying to keep his mind focused and not on Sara…

Sara, whom is still being held captive by Fyers, or possibly dead too…

No, Oliver commands himself not to think like that.

Sara is alive, Sara is with Fyers and he's doing god knows what to her…

Those thoughts are possibly almost as bad as believing her to be dead!

No, he needs to get to whatever this location is and when he's there work out just exactly how he is going to infiltrate Fyers camp and save Sara from his evil clutches.

He continues to walk before stopping as he comes across a field, a field of various greens from the grass and the trees.

The clearing would be considered beautiful but as Oliver walks through it some more he sees pieces and pieces of metal scattered around the field and then at the far corner a plane, a crashed plane more specifically.

Crashed, broken up into pieces and lying there as if it were a corpse.

It is a corpse, a corpse of a plane and it's freakin eerie!

Popping his head nervously around a green net of leaves to look inside the main body of the plane, Oliver tentatively enters.

Looking around the plane, he sees that it appears to be kitted out as if someone had been living here or is living here, he doesn't know!

Taking a few steps to look around, his eyes fall on several belongings, belonging to who knows but if this place is just deserted then it could be a great place to hide and plan out a strategy to save Sara! Oliver thinks to himself as he takes a step forward, unaware of the agile man leaping down from an opening in the roof of the plane, like an acrobat, landing swiftly on his feet behind Oliver, barely making a single sound. He had watched this intruder enter his plane and believes now that it is his obligation to show this intruder just who this plane belongs to and what happens to those who choose to trespass.

With no sound being made by the man, Oliver suddenly feels a strong arm trapping him in place and the cold metal kiss of a sword or even a very long knife again his neck.

Nope, this place was not deserted, Oliver figures as he struggles against the man, whom takes no notice and tightens his strong grip, hissing in Oliver's ear.

"Twitch and I will open your throat!" He snarls, his voice deep, low, gravelly and accented.

Oliver doesn't even get a chance to reply before the man is snarling at him again.

"How many more with you?" He hisses.

"What?" Oliver cries cluelessly as the strong man leans closer to him, hissing sharply in Oliver's ear.

"You have ten seconds to tell me something I believe before I cut out your voice box." The man threatens slowly, tightening his hold and almost breaking the skin on Oliver's neck with his sword.

"Wait, wait, wait! Yao Fei sent me here and I'm pretty sure it wasn't so you could kill me!" Oliver replies, to no use as the man only presses the sword tighter to his neck.

"I escaped from these people, they were completely nuts and captured us both, but something happened there and they think I'm dead. They've got my girlfriend, she's still there, I don't think they've killed her but, but they're going to kill her unless I do something! I have to save her, she'll die if not! Please don't kill me, we just want to get home!" Oliver cries pitifully, choking under the mans iron like grip on his throat just as the man suddenly releases him, grabbing him roughly by the arm so that Oliver faces him.

The man, who had only seconds ago held a knife to Oliver's throat, which turns out to be a sword Oliver realises upon glancing at it! Is a man roughly the same height as Oliver, except with raven black hair, deep brown eyes and a powerful build, a scowl at his lips.

"What?" The man hisses, Australian, Oliver guesses from the thick accent as the man continues to hold the sword in Oliver's direction, the tip almost reaching Oliver's nose as the two men stand opposite one another, Oliver trying to find his voice again, grateful that there's not a sword pressed to his throat!

"Yao Fei. He gave me directions to your plane."

Authors Note: Thank you all so much for reading this. This is actually one of my favorite Arrow episodes, this one and The Odyssey and I have loved every second of writing my own version. Next update should be soon. I've had the cold from hell and haven't been able to write anything sadly. Thank you to all of you who have favorited, reviewed and followed this story.