Her and her big mouth. She just had to keep saying it. She just had to keep bringing it back up in her thoughts. Her world. Their little world was so perfect. Crime fighting duo that goes out there every single night kicking the living crap out of any stupid enough to raise a finger in their direction. Those were the lucky ones anyways. Some didn't live to see another night. But this? This she didn't expect. Maybe a Slade Wilson appearance? That has yet to happen still make her question if a certain caped crusader in another city had taken care of the one eyed assassin? Last she heard a certain amazonian princess was calling Gotham City her home now making any criminal that lived there shake in their boots at the mere thought of having to face her and The Dark Knight. But she's not so lucky. Never has and never will be. History has a way of trying to repeat itself. Only this time she would not allow it. Only this time she controls her fate. A mistake with deadly consequences. Defiance that has caused whoever is at the end of the fate strings to grow angry with her throwing unforeseen events her way. And the first one she will never forget. Never forget the day they had come crashing through their apartment door.
The Suicide Squad. A fitting name she thought. The names of men and women that after she is done with them will prove that name right. Prove to everyone that you don't cross a canary. You don't mess with what is hers and hers alone. A situation that now finds her here. In the heart of Hong Kong. The last place anyone would ever suspect them to be. A place where they have already set up a nice little safehouse for themselves to live in while they deal with these nuisance. The very first being a man that she can sense is nearby. A man whose one eye she can feel trying to find her through the crowd. She just knew he was here. Could feel it in her bones. A man who makes a sick game out of these associations adding their names to his already sickening tattoo collection. A man that is looking to add her name to his collection but not tonight. This so-called great sniper is the one in the crosshairs. This so called great sniper has no idea truly what he is messing with as she simply walks with the already jammed back crowd down the streets of a marketplace. A sniper that was hard to find as he should be but as fate would have it he would end up here. On their grounds. In their territory and they wouldn't waste this moment. The sooner they got done eliminating every single one of them the sooner they could return back home. The sooner they could return back to Starling City. The sooner she could hold her baby boy in her arms once again. Little Connor Hawke Queen. Her baby that she can remember perfectly like it was yesterday that she held him. Remember how his little eyes would light up when he would see her giving her the bragging rights between her and her husband about what side Connor would take. Remember his cute little laugh whenever someone would tickle him in his belly. A laugh that is like music to her ears.
Maybe she's getting soft? Nah? She dares anyone to have the balls to say that to her face. She's Black Siren. The Black Canary or whatever you want to call her. She bows to no one. Even if her husband thinks so in his head anyways. A husband that she knows has her back as she continues to walk stride in stride with the crowd tucking her head down slightly to not give an easy headshot opportunities. Not allowing this so called Deadshot the opportunity to shoot her allowing Oliver time to find him and she had to give the sniper credit so far. The sneaky bastard wasn't giving himself away. Not yet anyways but he will. Nobody is that clever. Nobody is that good. Even if he is rumored to snipe people from miles away in even the worst of conditions. She could only hope for one thing though. Hopes and prays to every god imaginable that he sucks it up and grows a pair because she's been walking in the same marketplace for the last hour!
This annoyance that can be seen across her face as she continues to trek on forward not stopping for a single second. Not stopping at any of the stands. Not dipping away from the crowds giving him many opportunities to shoot her wherever he liked. But this annoyance turns into slight shock when suddenly she sees a red dot appear in front of her. Appear directly in the middle of a back of a citizen standing right in front of her. A citizen oblivious to what is about to happen making her glance to her side seeing another citizen that is walking stride in stride with her not even paying attention and instead looking down at his cellphone with a pair of headphones on. His mistake when suddenly the moment she steps into the red dot instantly Laurel drops down causing the bullet to whiz pass her head and strike the unexpecting citizen in the side of the head dropping him.
A lifeless body that as it is seen falling to the ground causes loud screams to erupt from the crowd. Cause for every single citizen to start to panic as they scramble in every direction. Citizens that go ignored as a lone sniper keeps glancing around in his scope looking for his target before the moment he sees her instantly he pulls back on the trigger only to curse under his breath when she dodges the bullet with a well timed roll causing the armor piercing round to strike clean into the back of a fleeing citizen. A body that is followed by another as he follows after her and sends another round that hits another citizen when she once again times her dodge perfectly by ducking down in a turn making the bullet soar over her and hit a nearby citizen sending their lifeless body falling back and crashing through a stand. Cocking back on the barrel unleashing the cartridge of the already used round snapping it back into place with a click loading in another road following after her closely making sure to time his next shot perfect as he examines her movements pointing the end of the rifle where she is about to enter just as he is about to pull on the trigger the sound of a click next to his head causes his finger to freeze on the trigger and take his eye away from the scope to glance over before his world goes black when a lone round goes straight through his head and out the other side.
Keeping her legs moving rounding a nearby corner along with a good amount of citizens reaching into her jacket pocket taking out a concealed handgun pulling back on the barrel loading the chamber snapping herself to lean up against a nearby wall taking a few moments to calm herself down scooting across the wall taking a quick glance around seeing no red dots anywhere in sight taking a few deep breaths instantly Laurel emerges out from the corner with her handgun pointing upwards towards a few nearby windows in the building across from her followed quickly by the rooftops. This aim that continues for a few tense seconds before suddenly the sound of a window shattering nearby causes her to snap her body to the sound with her handgun pointed forward. Glass that falls from a nearby building but not alone. No something larger comes down with the shards of broken glass. A body that comes crashing through the roof of a nearby stand and smashing into the stand below making its contents go flying and soaring around the muddy and dirty streets. A body that she cautious approaches before as she nears it reaching out Laurel kicks the body over revealing the shock face of Floyd Lawton staring up at her with a large gash on each side of his head. A face that she only looks at for a few moments before she points her handgun down and unloads a couple of rounds into his lifeless face causing blood to splatter everywhere.
" Hit this."
Letting out a sigh leaning up against the small kitchen table inside of their little home for the time being hearing the sound of the rundown apartment door being kicked shut and locked paying a glance Oliver's way finding him groaning slightly as he carries a large black body bag over his shoulder while a unique sniper rifle is being held in his right that is barely being prevented from hitting the floor for a split moment an amused look comes across Laurel's face before it disappears when she sees him disappear out of sight into another room. This sudden sadness that fills her making her reach up into her jacket pocket and retrieve a small picture from within that just makes her smile. A picture of her little guy smiling up at her. A picture that she could stare at for hours feeling totally content. If anyone was to ask her if any of this was possible years ago she would have called them crazy. Would have told them that they are insane but she had to give Sara Lance her due. The Sara Lance of her old timeline. She did come through allowing her to change the timeline. To what she thinks is the better. It is isn't it? The Undertaking hasn't taken place. No she helped prevent that saving thousands if not millions of lives from being lost that night. Slade Wilson has yet to pay Starling City a visit that resulted in Moira Queen being killed in the last timeline. That would have caused her husband to lose his father's company. Though if she ever does see Isabel Rochev in this timeline she might just kill her anyways for helping in that little scheme. Ra's al Ghul has never come to Starling City. Has never become interested in recruiting her husband to be the next demon. As far as she knows he's still held up in Nanda Panda. Such events that since they haven't unfolded hasn't made the city weak enough to allow Damien Darhk and the members of Hive to come in and try to take over. Everything was going perfect. Maybe too perfect.
Damn you Amanda Waller!
A name that she will never forget. A name that even now makes a surge of anger run through her. A woman that has caused so many problems. Cause for their little world to be turned upside down. A woman that is hellbent on recruiting them to join her little Suicide Squad. Didn't she know that only the deranged and idotic would even agree to doing such a thing? It's no secret that many have declined her offer. Some that weren't given the choice. Others that simply have gone missing. Perhaps being held hostage or disposed of? Regardless, she could care less. They are not her concern. Her only concern is what's hers. Her only concern is her family. A word that she is yet to get used to. She has a storied past. One not for young adults. A past that showed everyone that she ever cared about would be taken away from her.
But not this time. This time she wouldn't allow anyone to take away her loved ones. This time she will fight for her own. This time she will put a bullet in anyone that dares try to get in her way. A mindset that she has had ever since they left Starling City on this mission. A mission so far that has lasted six long months. Six months of tracking. Six months of hunting down these so-called elite assassins. A journey that is so close to ending allowing her to return back home. Allowing her to return back to her dream home to hold her child while her husband holds her close looking down towards their little bundle. A thought even now makes her smile before her thoughts are broken when a pair of arms wrap gently around her waist from behind hugging her close to a strong chest and a pair of lips softly kiss the side of her neck.
" You okay Pretty Bird?"
Smiling slightly nodding her head slightly turning in his embrace wrapping her arms gently around the back of his neck leaning forward Laurel grazes Oliver's lips with her own.
" Just planning ahead that's all."
Nodding his head in understanding feeling her arms leaving the back of his neck as she steps back pocketing her picturing tucking his left hand into his jacket pocket reaching out Oliver extends his right hand out for her to take. A hand that is taken within moments as she entwines their fingers together before she looks up towards him with a questionable look.
" Did you retrieve it?"
Flashing her a quick grin pulling his hand out of his pocket gently Oliver hands Laurel a keycard from his pocket earning a quick smile before it disappears into a determined look.
" Let's go."
Without needing to be told twice giving her hand a gentle squeeze with a tug Oliver leads Laurel across the rundown apartment and lets go of her hand to grab a pair of bags resting at the side of the door before seconds later they disappear around the corner not bothering to close the door behind them.