Clark walked into Star Labs and smiled seeing Caitlin. She's nice enough but she can be cold sometimes. So this smile through your soul is kind of creeping him out. "Is it just me or are you glowing?"

Caitlin smiled holding up her hand letting Clark see a certain ring. "Ronnie proposed to me."

Clark smiled as they walked into the lab. "Well congratulations."

Caitlin sat at a table and asked. "So, what brings you here from Star City?"

"Not his first time in Star Labs." Sara noted.

Ray nodded watching. "He must have visited them before Ollie came back from the island. Question is why?"

Clark reached into his pocket and pulled out the bag Derrick gave him. "Actually I was hoping you could tell me what this is."

Caitlin looked at the bag for a second. "Drugs"

Clark smiled a bit. "Yeah, I figured that one out on my own. A friend of mine is tearing himself up I want to know if there was anything else in it?"

"I'll take a look. Shouldn't even take long." Caitlin promised. "Need a break from the accelerator anyway."

The scene changed to Queen Consolidated later that day. Oliver and Diggle exited the elevator onto the executive level, only to be greeted by an irate Felicity.

"I quit." She said.

Kendra looked at the screen surprised. "Wow, and I thought I lacked heroic resolve sometimes."

Stein shook his head. "Usually your aspirations are the first things to go in a job like this.

"No, you don't." Oliver replied, walking past her and towards his office.

"Yes, I do." Felicity insisted. "Not my old job in the I.T. Department, but my new job as your executive assistant, which you think I'm going to accept. Your thinking could not be more wrong in this matter."

Oliver stopped outside his office and spun to face her. "I need a girl Wednesday." He said.

"It's…Friday," She seethed, "And the answer is no!"

Jax looked at his hands like he was measuring his options "Superhero, IT department I know where my choice would be."

Sara shook her head knowing the truth with a sad look at the screen. "I get it."

Snart looked at her. "Well, it's about time someone did."

Jax looked at the two. "What do you mean?"

Sara frowned looking at the screen. "Felicity is a strong independent woman, And now all of the sudden she's working directly under the boss."

"Which most people will assume she got working directly under her boss." Snart finished.

Ray nodded. "And people will assume Oliver is just following the example if half of what I heard about Robert was true."

Oliver took a deep breath. "These computers have been upgraded." He tried, gesturing to the computers at the desk. Her new desk. "Far more processing power than your typical secretary." He turned and walked into his office. Undeterred, Felicity followed as Diggle watched on in amusement.

"Did you know I went to M.I.T.?" she asked. "Guess what I majored in. Hint- not the secretarial arts."

"Felicity!" He shouted, causing her to go quiet. "We all need to have secret identities now." He explained. "If I'm going to be Oliver Queen CEO, then I can't very well travel down 18 floors every time you and I need to discuss how we spend our nights."

"And I love spending the night with you." She froze, then closed her eyes at the unintended innuendo.

Jax and Kendra snorted.

"3..2..1…" Oliver looked up at Diggle, who merely smirked in reply. "I worked very hard to get where I am, and it wasn't so I could fetch you coffee!" Felicity exclaimed as Oliver took a seat behind his desk.

"Well, it could be worse." Dig said as he pulled out a piece of gum. "My secret identity is his black driver." He popped the gum into his mouth.

"Right now, I need you to figure out how the hijackers are getting a line on the goods earmarked for Glades Memorial." Oliver ordered. "If we know how they're picking their targets-"

"We will know when and where to stop them." Diggle finished.

Felicity exhaled sharply. "Fine." She said after a moment. She turned to go back to her desk, but then turned back to Oliver. "Oh! May I get you a cup of coffee?" she asked sweetly.

Mick snorted at that. "Famous last words if he says yes."

Oliver stared at her in surprise, then trepidation. He exhaled slowly. "You're not actually offering to get me a cup of coffee, are you?" He guessed.

"Yeah, no." Felicity snarled, spinning back around and stomping back to her desk. "That won't be happening. Ever!"

"Well, if you can bring yourself to do it, can you please make reservations for Dig, Carly and I Saturday night at Table Salt?" He called out.

Felicity looked up at Diggle in surprise. Then she pulled out the rubber keyboard and her tablet. She waved the tablet at Oliver so that he could see it. "Sure! I'll get right on that. Using the Internet, which you also happen to have access to." She said bitingly. She attached the tablet to the keyboard and opened up her browser. "Still haven't told him?" she asked Diggle quietly.

"He has enough on his plate." Dig replied, going into Oliver's office.

Sitting at his desk, Oliver pulled up the local news feed on his computer screen. 'Last year when Oliver Queen returned to Starling City, he was met with flowers and well-wishes. However, today down at Glades Memorial, he was met with a far less cordial homecoming. The question is no longer, where have you been, Oliver Queen. Now it's, but what have you done for me lately? Mr. Queen was not available for comment.' Oliver sat back, deep in thought.

Sara rolled her eyes. How much crap does Oliver have to take just for being the offspring of his parents. Maybe Thea is immune because she's keeping everyone drunk and happy at the club. Nothing says forgiveness like pouring alcohol down your throat.

FIVE YEARS AGO

The scene flashed back to the island. Shado helped Oliver wash the blood off of his hands in the river.

"You saved my life." She told him.

He smiled humorlessly. "That's what I keep telling myself. That I killed that guy because he was going to kill you." He looked at her, pain in his eyes. "But what if that's not the reason? I just feel like this island is… it's turning me into something terrible."

Shado dipped her hand into the river, cupping her hand. She raised it up and let the water flow over his forehead. "No island, no place can make you something you're not." She told him.

"So I've always been a killer?" he asked.

"Everyone has a demon inside of them." She replied. "The 'dao de jing' recognizes the yin and the yang. Opposing forces inside all of us. The darkness. And the light. The killer… and the hero." She pulled him down for a gentle. Kiss. After a moment, both began to slowly undress.

Jax looked at the screen with a smirk. "And today on Paradise Island."

Sara turned in a sudden burst before Jax could even react tagging the young man with a stiff left hook that knocked Jax right off his seat Stein holding his eye a shiner quickly taking hold on the older man's face as Sara got up and shouted. "Say it again you little bastard!"

Mick smiled seeing something interesting happen off screen.

Snart, Carter, and Rip were quickly to their feet pulling Sara away before she could do any more damage to the two halves of Firestorm.

Sara looked at the trio and stared past them seeing the black eye on Stein's face she stopped realizing anything else she does to Jax will hurt the professor as well. She just turned the other direction leaving the theater room.

Rip looked at her sadly and went after her.

Rip walked into the cafeteria seeing Sara a bottle held close to her hand. "So, I'm guessing it's not really Jax you're angry with."

"Jax had no right to say something like that." Sara replied.

Rip nodded. "I agree, doesn't answer my question."

"I'm pissed off at Jax for that." Sara insisted with a slight tear in her eye. "I'm pissed off at Jax... and I'm pissed off at myself. Oliver, Shado, and Slade... When Oliver first went home I took a detour to Lian Yu on a mission to make sure it was actually Oliver at home with my family. I saw Deathstroke's mask with a sword in it almost like a memorial. It never occurred to me that Ollie did it because I didn't know. Oliver, Shado, Slade, they were a family. I wrecked that! I made the monster Slade became because I was a damaged idiot!" She threw the bottle against the wall as it shattered into a dozen pieces.

Rip just hugged the girl. "You were damaged... I'm not saying you're blameless but you want someone to blame for Deathstroke it starts and ends with Ivo a lot more then you." The two just stayed as they were for a little while.

Sara walked back into the viewing room flanked by Rip. She looked over and saw Stein and Ray now on the couch. Jax on the other couch with the hawks.

"I think I needed some space from the ex." Ray said with a smile.

Sara smiled and took her seat between the two.

Jax looked at the angry eyes of the Canary glaring back at him. "I'm sorry."

Sara nodded as the anger left her. "Me too."

Rip grabbed the remote and hit play as the legends turned back to the screen.

PRESENT

Clark rested on the back of a chair shutting his eyes trying to get some rest as Caitlin walked back with the bag. Clark opened his eyes and turned to her. "So any idea what it is?"

"Well, it's drugs." Caitlin replied.

Clark looked at her. "I knew that already any guesses what kind?"

"Mostly Mepheodrone but laced with Dural." Caitlin replied.

"Dural?" Clark asked writing it down.

Caitlin nodded. "It's very potent and very addictive." Clark looked up. "Whoever was using probably couldn't stop no matter how much they wanted to." Caitlin's eyes widened in alert when Clark's pen crumbled to pieces.

"Oh man he's going to wipe out the entire Bratva." Sara stated.

Kendra turned to her. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Sara shook her head she's more concerned for one particular Captain.

Clark threw what was left of his pen in the trash. "Sorry, she was a kid."

Caitlin nodded.

"Mr. Kent?"

Clark felt a chill go up his spine and turned to the man standing behind him. "Dr. Wells."

Stein shook his head. "Oh joy... him."

Jax looked at Stein uneasy. "Something wrong Gray?"

Stein pointed at the screen. "The Reverse Flash, they just don't know it yet."

Wells looked at him confused having not seen him since Summer. "What brings you out here today?"

Clark turned to Caitlin. "I needed something analyzed Caitlin was more then happy to help."

Wells nodded. "Any luck on the other thing you're hoping for."

Clark shook his head. "No, I was hoping you'd have something about what I asked for during the summer?"

Wells shook his head as well. "Sorry Mr. Kent, but I can't find any trace of Emil Hamilton, or Virgil and Patricia Swann ever working here. Are you sure their names are right?"

Sara took note of the names she'd have to look into.

Snart watched the screen curious. "Hamilton, I think I stole from him."

Ray turned to him. "Barely surprised. What you steal?"

Stein though back on it remembering. "This purple vial, the Cadmus job."

Mick smiled. "One of the easiest hundred grands we ever made."

Clark nodded after three months it might be time to cut that as a lead home. "Yeah I'm sure." Clark looked down and saw a call from Derrick's payphone. "OK, I have to go. I'm sorry I can't stick around too long today."

Caitlin nodded. "It's fine, I should probably check on Cisco and Ronnie anyway."

Clark looked up. "Thanks for everything Dr. Wells. Um, do you need a reporter for the particle accelerator."

Wells shook his head with a smile. "No, I'll have enough hands on deck for that but thank you. Are you coming?"

Clark thought on it. "Probably not. Can't say for sure Starling keeps me busy. See ya later guys."

"Bye"

Caitlin went back to work and Clark took the exit and walked up a couple blocks before disappearing.

Wells took a breath of relief. "Thank god."

Carter watched with interest who was the faster of the two. "Interesting I'd say your Reverse Flash is scared of him."

Rip nodded in agreement. "He must know who he is already."

The scene changed to the Foundry.

"Never thought I'd say this, but I'm actually getting more done down in the basement of an abandoned steel factory than in the corner office of a high rise." Felicity was saying as the golden trio entered the lair.

"What do you have?"

"FEMA is shipping 100,000 units of medical grade opiates to Glades Memorial." She said.

"When?"

"Truck is scheduled to leave the FEMA depot in 20 minutes."

"Not if this motorcycle gang has anything to say about it." Diggle said.

"Bad luck for them." Oliver replied. "I have something to say about it."

Mick leaned back. "Finally something entertaining."

Clark ran back to Starling city coming out of it in a blur and simply walked down the alley and the next four blocks to kill fifteen minutes before meeting up with Derrick. "You rang?"

Derrick nodded looking at him. And then right through him looking past Clark. "You see that guy."

Clark nodded.

"Once they found out Lily died her friends were more then willing to help." Derrick explained. "Meet her dealer."

Clark took a quick glace. "Did you call the cops?"

Derrick shook his head to tell how well that went. "Call back when you have something concrete."

Clark shook his head in disbelief. What the hell is wrong with cops in this town? Clark looked down seeing his phone go off he pulled it out and saw a picture attached to a text message that simply said "Sorry."

"Derrick looked down at the phone. "You ask her out yet?"

Clark just glared at the man as Derrick looked away and he opened the photo attachment. With everything that happened since last night he forgot he asked for help with the whole Oliver thing. Clark opened the photo and saw Oliver with a man she identifies as Anatoly Kyaznov. Or as Clark knew him the one time they met KGBeast just looked a whole lot different.

Sara frowned. "So that's how he got involved with the Bratva."

Ray looked at her. "Oliver strikes me as a lot of things... sex trafficker and drug dealer are not among them."

Sara pointed to the photo on screen. "The man in the photo me and Oliver both met him on the island. My guess is he has something to do with the Bratva and brought Oliver in at some point."

Clark closed the phone dejected.

"Something Wrong?" Derrick asked.

Clark shook his head. "No, a friend of mine is keeping bad company, I'll deal with it later."

"How bad?" Derrick asked.

Clark shrugged. "Me and my friend Bart had to miss my best friend's birthday because of this creep and his friends. But I'll sort that all out lat..." Clark rolled his eyes and shook his head in disbelief they did it again as he muttered. "Damn it"

"What?" Derrick asked.

Clark shook his head. "Just something I gotta do. Don't go near that guy without me OK."

Derrick nodded. One homeless man against a drug dealer 9 times out of ten it ends with and they never saw the crazy homeless guy again. "See ya around kid." Clark walked until he was out eyesight and then he disappeared and ran right into a burning building.

Kendra frowned realizing the Triad are bout to strike she hopes Ollie has better luck then he did.

The scene shifted to the FEMA facility. The drugs were being loaded onto the trucks, but in a departure from previous heists, the motorcycle riders stormed the facility. They opened fire, killing everyone they saw before coming to a stop in front of a pair of trucks. They got off and quickly reloaded, advancing on a hapless driver.

"No, no, no, please, please, don't shoot."

"Down!"

The driver ducked, and the Arrow let loose a pair of arrows, striking both men in the shoulder and sending them to the ground.

Kendra breathed a sigh of relief seeing Oliver's arrival.

"Make your delivery!" he ordered the driver, who nodded and jumped into his tuck. Before he could get all the way in though, a knife pierced his neck, killing him.

And just as quickly that hope is gone.

"Emerald archer." The Arrow looked up to see China White standing there. "I feared you had perished in the quake, denying me the opportunity to pay you back in full for your past interference in my business."

"Your business is going under- permanently!" He drew and fired, but another figure dropped down between the two trucks, then blocked the arrows with a set of steel claws set into brass knuckles on his hands.

"I don't think my friend agrees with you." China White said. "Our new partnership was easily cemented. See, I was eager to see you dead, and he was eager to kill you."

Oliver drew several more arrows and fired them, one after the other, but Bronze Tiger blocked each and every one.

"No kill shots?" He asked scathingly even as China White jumped into a truck to take it. "I was promised a fight. I hope you haven't lost your nerve."

"Find out." The Arrow dared.

Bronze Tiger rushed him, swinging his claws in powerful arcs that the vigilante deflected with his bow. They fought on as China White pulled away with the FEMA truck, then back towards the building. Oliver directed them between the side of the building and several steam pipes the limit his motion, but it also constrained the archer. Tiger knocked his bow away and the two locked arms, with the Tiger trying to push the claws into the Arrows chest.

Meanwhile the police had arrived on the scene and deployed around the area.

"Oh good, the cops are here." Ray said for a moment not believing they existed here.

"Starling City police!" Pike called out. "You're surrounded." Oliver looked over at the gathering of police- and saw Laurel right there with them. "Put down your weapons or we will open fire."

Angered by the turn of events, the Arrow forced Bronze Tigers claws into a steam pipe, letting a blast of steam out that obscured the two fighters. He ran off, grabbing his bow as he went as the police opened fire all around him. An errant shot grazed the back of his foot, hobbling him, so he withdrew a smoke bomb and threw it down, further obscuring himself. Then he withdrew a grappling arrow and fired it up, launching himself into the gantry above.

"Cease fire, cease fire!" Pike yelled . "Find them." He ordered the other officers. "They couldn't have gone far."

Up above, Oliver looked down at the cops, wincing in pain.

Sara let out an empty sigh if she hadn't been hiding from the league 2 vs 2 probably would have saved that driver.

Carter looked at her. "Regrets?"

"Quite a few" Sara replied.

The dealer Derrick pointed out earlier pocketed a wad of cash. He thought business would drop after the Undertaking but it seems as strong as ever. He took a couple steps before suddenly finding himself on top Merlyn Industries roof dangling off the side by the tips of his toes someone holding onto the scruff of his neck. His eyes rose in panic seeing the sudden change.

"Hey! Let me go!"

"You sure about that?" An ash covered Clark Kent asked after putting the fire out. 150 saved but a lot lost at the truck.

The dealer shook his head. "No, no, just what do you want?"

"Who's your boss?" Clark asked.

The dealer rolled his eyes panicked. "Come on man I'm just trying to make an honest living."

"There's nothing honest in what you do!" Clark replied. "Who's your boss!"

Snart looked at the video eyeing what might be a future opponent by looking into his eyes. "He's a bigger boy scout then Barry. He'd never do it."

Sara turned her head. "You can't possibly know that."

Snart watched the screen. "Hazard of the job, know who you work with or die from them."

The dealer shook his head. "He'll kill you, he'll kill everything you care about on this world."

"There's very little I care about in this world." Clark replied before simply letting go as the dealer started to fall and scream. Clark watched him fall about two feet in slow mo before reaching down and grabbed his belt.

The dealer shouted up. "Alexi Lenonov, I work for Alexi Lenonov! There's even a shipment coming in tomorrow morning pier 52!" Clark glared at the man before moving in a blur.

The man looked around and saw he was back on the ground with a cop nearby oh thank god.

Ray smiled at the sight. "Oh wow, this recorder didn't even see him land."

The dealer ran up to Quentin in his beat cop uniform. "You gotta help me the hood is after me!"

Quentin turned to the man and smiled. "Are you sure you want my help."

The dealer nodded. Unknown to him 'I sell drugs to kids' and 'check my pockets' are written on his forehead and face.

The Legends collectively laughed Ray trying to hide his little boy giggle with a hand over his mouth.

Carter shook his head in disbelief laughing himself. "I don't know to be worried or impressed with how quickly he can change between Bart and Oliver's personalities."

Quentin nodded this is a different way alright. "OK, get in the car." The dealer quickly hopped in the back and Quentin got in the front. "By the way you're under arrest."

Sara smiled in pride even with a demotion her father can still pull that off. "And not to be outdone."

The scene changed back to the Foundry. Oliver was stitching himself up as Felicity paced around.

"Does it hurt?" She asked.

"Not as much as some things." Oliver said as he finished. He sat back and put the needle in the tray.

"I love that we live in a city where the police are more interested in catching you than the drug-stealing mobsters." She scoffed quietly. "Our tax dollars at work."

Mick turned to Snart almost furious. "Why have we never gone there?"

"Lack of challenge." Snart answered.

"The authorities have always gone after the Vigilante." Oliver said. "This time was different."

"Why, because this time it's Laurel leading the charge?" Dig asked with a smirk.

"Because they got in my way." Oliver snarled, forcing himself to his feet. He glowered at Diggle. "I can't make things better as Oliver Queen, and now I can't make things better as the Vigilante. So what if Laurel's involved?"

"Hey!" Felicity said sharply. "Go easy on him."

"It's all right, Felicity." Dig tried to interject, but she was having none of it.

"No, it's not." She glared at Oliver. "You don't get to jump down his throat just because you happen to be having a lousy week." She told him. "OK, you're pissed he invoked the almighty Laurel. Well, you're not the only one whose love life is taking it on the chin!"

"Felicity-" Dig tried again.

"What are you talking about?" Oliver demanded.

"I'm talking about, you keep bringing up Carly but you're so involved with yourself that you don't even realize the look he gets every time you do." She pointed out.

Olive turned to Diggle. "What is she talking about?" he asked.

"Me and Carly pulling the pin." He replied. "It happened when you were gone. Truth is, it's been happening for a while now."

Sara nodded with the other legends. Not exactly surprising it was like watching the sixth sense and knowing Bruce Willis was a ghost ten minutes in.

"Being the Vigilante's wingman was a strain." Felicity said. She looked to Diggle. "He needs to hear this."

"This wasn't just about what we were doing, Oliver." Diggle started. "This isn't just about you, man. I couldn't separate what's going on with me and Carly, and what went on with my brother."

"Deadshot." Oliver said in realization.

"He's still out there." Dig said. "My brother's killer. Still breathing. And I, uh, guess I couldn't hate him and love her at the same time. See?" he stood and grabbed his jacket. "You are not the only one having trouble reconciling two sides of himself." He turned and walked out. Felicity wiped away tears and walked off as well, leaving Oliver alone.

Clark waited at the shelter and smiled seeing what could be his one friend in Starling walking out. "Enjoy the meal?"

"Very much so." The man replied. "What are you doing here?"

Clark frowned thinking of everything he's heard today and what to say. "I found out everything about the operation it's run by a man called Alexi Lenonov."

Sara rose her eyes in alert. "Ah crap!"

"What?" Carter asked.

"Alexi, I think that's Oliver's Bratva contact." Sara finished indicating that this could put this Clark and Ollie on a collision course.

Stein looked at the screen concerned for a Star City without an arrow. "Maybe they won't fight."

Derrick's eyes rose up in panic. "OK, I'm telling you right now. Stop looking!"

Clark looked at him confused. "Don't you want to see him in jail."

Derrick glared at him. "Clark, Alexi is Bratva you get in his way there's no fight there's no break in you're just gone. So drop it! I already buried one of you."

Clark looked at him but replied. "Fine, no sign of me will be down there to look for a story, not even my glasses. I give you my word."

"Thank you." Derrick replied quietly walking away.

Clark watched him walk and focused back on the name of the man who he might have to deal with. Alexi Lenonov. Clark's hand just closed into a fist with a thought. A name he never thought he'd have to deal with again.

Sara frowned. "And he has a past with Lenonov. Mick might be right on the fighting thing."

"Thank you." Mick replied with a cocky smile.

Rip frowned watching the screen he's too slow for a speedster and if he was kryptonian he would have flown away instead of run. What the hell is he?

The scene changes to upstairs in the club, Roy was sweeping the floor after closing. He looked up as Thea walked over.

"Great crowd tonight." He said.

She stared at him with arms crossed. "Now that we're closed, are you going to be starting your second shift?" She asked sarcastically."Suicide by Chinese street thugs."

"Do you really want to talk about this again?" He asked, annoyed.

Mick groaned. "How come anytime anything interesting happens we get taken right back to Dawson's Creek."

Jax turned to him. "How?"

"Gideon in the 90s." Mick replied.

"We never finished talking about it. I wanted Laurel to arrest you." She admitted.

Roy stopped sweeping. "You know, you're not the first girlfriend to say that to me." He told her.

"She said I couldn't change you, so I'm not going to try to." Thea said, handing him two items.

Roy took them and looked at them in confusion. It was a paycheck, and the Hozen Oliver had given her. "What, so you're giving me money and a rock?"

"The check is two weeks' severance from the club." Thea said to his surprise. He looked up at her as she wiped away tears. "Just because I can't change you doesn't mean I have to let you be in my life until you get yourself killed." Roy scoffed. "And my brother gave me that when he came back from the dead." She continued, indicating the rock. "He said it was a hozen, some Buddhist thing that symbolizes reconnecting. If you want to reconnect with me, keep the hozen and tear up that check."

"I don't do too well with ultimatums." He told her.

"And I don't do all that great with people I love getting hurt. And worse." She replied, and then walked off, leaving Roy alone to think.

The scene changed to the docks early next morning. Alexi looked around the ship seeing the newest shipment being unloaded . The elderly bald Russian smiled seeing his product rapidly coming out of the stuffed animals they were smuggled into the country in. Between crushed clientele and the Triad they needed a way for business to continue and they're back in the black. Of the four bodyguards following him two were quickly knocked away by a blur or red and blue light as they hit the wall in a thud and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Sara leaned close to the screen at least she can see how this new guy fights.

Most people there aimed their guns seeing two of the men on the floor as the streak of light took out two more.

Ray watched the screen intrigued. "So, he fights like a speedster I think."

Stein shook his head. "No, there's no lighting, he's just that fast."

Alexi stood ready for a fight against whatever stood against him now knowing there still snipers ready to deal with whatever this is as he said in Russian. "Stand your ground."

The streak moved at Alexi but went straight up as a racket was heard up top and two men were thrown down chains attached to their waists keeping them in mid air. And those would be his snipers.

Carter smiled seeing the handiwork and the terrorized mob. He can't help but wonder who taught him intimidation.

Alexi stood behind his men nervously as the blue and red streak came back and just as quickly disappeared. Alexi watched as every armed man just collapsed to the ground like they all fell asleep.

The workers seeing the last of their guns fall ran for daylight seeking shelter of even the police at this point. They made it out for daylight only for Alexi to see his entire work line wrapped in thick chains unable to move.

Alexi shook his head and ran right past the workers for daylight and for everything he held dear.

Clark looked at him from the top of the boat a drug filled Teddy bear in his hands well there's a whole boat full now he can take another. Clark looked as Alexi ran and just shrugged throwing the Teddy bear into the sky with a perfect spiral. Clark watched as it fell down and hit Alexi in the head knocking him out. "Huh, Ollie was right." Clark looked at a part of the boat and a smile quickly grew on his face.

Most of the Legends laughed.

Sara looked at the screen confused. How could this guy know so much about Ollie? And more importantly. "Did that guy just knock a mobster out with a teddy bear? Did that actually just happen?"

Snart watched the screen somberly if he can knock someone out with a stuffed animal. He's officially the most dangerous man on their earth if he's looking for a fight.

The smile quickly left Jax's face. He thought firestorm was strong but this Clark guy is making him feel like a rookie playing with firecrackers.

Carter looked at the screen uneasy. The snipers the gunmen anyone that can help the boss until finally the boss leaving him nice and terrorized. It's how he works. He's going to have to try to remember every past life he's had tonight. Maybe that's how they know each other.

Rip looked at it strength and speed but no flight. "Gideon, is this a Daxemite?"

"No, Captain Hunter."

Rip simply turned back to the screen to keep watching. The other legends might be quiet for a bit.

Twenty minutes later a police car pulled up as Quentin hopped out followed by his partner Hilton.

Hilton looked a this old fired, "So think we'll actually see any..."

The conversation came to an abrupt stop seeing the workers in a thick iron chain and lock and all the unconscious workers with ripped open toys stuffed practically hemorrhaging drugs.

"Think we have enough to bust this operation?" Quentin asked sarcastically.

Hilton looked around knowing how these people work having busted a group before. "Without Lenonov we have nothing."

Quentin looked up only to see the Russian in question tied to the anchor. "Hilton" Quentin's partner ran over and the two looked at the sight in awe until Quentin quipped. "I think we have him."

The scene chanted to Queen Consolidated the next day. Oliver was in his office when Felicity walked in.

"Your 4:00 is here." She told him, no trace of anger from the other day present. She had other reasons to be angry. "Although I'm not entirely sure why you invited him up to your office." She added, looking out to the waiting area where Blood was waiting.

"Likewise." Sara and Ray added.

"'Cause I need to fix this situation, and there are no cameras or people to throw things at me in here." He told her. As he rose from his desk, he walked past her and called out to the lobby. "Alderman. Thank you for coming."

"Mr. Queen." Blood replied as he walked into the office. Oliver moved to shake his hand, but Blood walked past him and to the windows that looked out onto the city. "This is some view." He remarked. "How small the rest of us must all look from up here."

Ray growled at the screen. "I don't know you piece of crap. How small were they when you cried havoc and let loose the mad dogs of war!" He looked down and saw Sara tightening her grip on his hand for comfort.

Oliver shrugged it off. "Ms. Smoak." He started, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Would you get my guest and I some coffee?" he asked brazenly.

"You know, I would, Mr. Queen, but it seems that someone's broken our coffeemaker." She told him, then added, "Violently." In a whisper as she left the office.

Sara and Kendra shared a laugh at the woman lashing out in retribution for her career.

"I was surprised that you wanted to meet." Blood said from the window.

"As surprised as I was when you turned a frenzied mob on me?" Oliver countered.

"Oh, that shouldn't have been too surprising." Blood said, taking a seat across the small coffee table in the room. "My constituents have a lot of anger towards your family."

"They have a right to." Oliver admitted. "My mother was involved in something unspeakable. But I'm my own man. And I'm not your enemy."

"You're not a friend." Blood replied. "To me or the people of the Glades."

"High talk from him." Sara countered. Slade had the Mirakuru this guy was just a power hungry jackass.

"I am hoping to prove otherwise." Oliver said, pulling out his checkbook.

"Mr. Queen." Blood sat forward. "Not every problem can be solved by money. Real change will never happen until your elitist friends realize that it is morally unacceptable to allow thousands of its fellow citizens to live right down the street but in a third world." He said passionately.

"Then let's show them." Oliver replied. "I'll host a benefit. Invite some of my 'elitist friends,' and then you and I can help them see what needs to be done."

Blood sat back. "People seeing you." He began. "Seeing you stand up, the CEO of Queen Consolidated, taking responsibility and being this cause's public face. That would make a difference." He admitted.

"Yeah prep yourself up by standing on Ollie's throat. That makes you different somehow." Sara said her voice scathing in sarcasm.

Oliver stood and held out his hand. "Then let's make a difference."

They shook hands. "Listen. I am truly sorry for what happened outside that hospital." He told Oliver. "Sometimes my emotions get the better of me."

Mick watched Ray close his fists. Who knew haircut actually had it in him to hate someone.

FIVE YEARS AGO

The scene flashed back to the island. Slade approached the river bank where Oliver and Shado, now mostly clothed again, were laughing.

"I don't even know how long it's been since I laughed." Oliver was saying. He watched them for a few moments, a sadness playing over his face, before he rose and moved away a small distance. He turned his back and then called out, "Hey, kid. Shado."

The two jumped up like kids being caught with their hands in the cookie jar and rapidly put on the rest of their clothes. "Yeah, just, um… We were just washing off." Oliver yelled back.

"Well, you better prepare to get dirty again." Slade said, walking down towards them. "I think I figured out where those men were headed. It's a couple of clicks northwest of here." The two looked at him, slightly ashamed. "Well, let's go." He said finally, moving off. Olive and Shado moved behind him as he walked.

"Be careful." Slade advised Oliver as they walked. "Don't fall too hard."

"Why not?" he asked. "To make sure there isn't part of this island that doesn't totally suck?"

"To survive." Slade said with a grin. "She's a distraction, and in a place like this, a distraction's going to cloud your judgment. And that is what's going to get you killed." Slade looked back at Oliver. "Look at what this island has already done to you, kid."

Sara looked at the screen. "Martin, did Slade really just say that?"

"Yes Ms. Lance."

Sara glared at the screen. "You... hypocritical mother..."

The legends turned to the sound of soothing music playing all over the ship.

Jax looked at the speaker playing the music. "Worst elevator music ever."

"Gideon?" Rip stated as a question.

"Ms Lance was about to unleash several profanities while Jonas was right outside this seemed like a better alternative."

PRESENT

The scene moved back to the docks. Clark was talking to one of the officers on scene getting notes for his story and sources for future problems.

Derrick came to the scene surprised all the cops in sight taking the Russians in and all those who worked for them. He watched Clark finish and walked over to him. "Did you do this?"

"Do what?" Clark asked.

Derrick shook his head. "I told you to stay out of it."

"I did." Clark replied. "I just followed the sirens for a story."

Derrick looked at Clark and he sees a new side of the kid in the crater seeing him stare a hole right through Alexi. He's pretty sure the man would burn to death if Clark could shoot fire out of his eyes. "Friend of yours?"

Clark shook his head in disgust. "Not even close!"

Carter watched silently. What the hell is this guy? And how does he know him from the last recording is there a life he missed?

Derrick turned to him intrigued. "Enemy then?" Not that he'll ever know getting Clark to open up about his past is like pulling teeth.

Clark kept his focus on Alexi. "I was barely 21 when an old friend dragged me to a trip in the snow out of the country."

Derrick turned to him surprised. So much for pulling teeth. "Fun trip?"

Clark shook his head. "Not at all. Friend wasn't really a friend anymore and the cave we were in broke down in an avalanche and we both just went different ways. I lost track of him and ran as fast as I could. I got out of that ice tomb and just started walking I didn't have any clue where to go from the winds and the snow, so just kept walking till I passed out. I thought I was going to die. Woke up on a Russian boat."

Kendra looked at the screen. "What a load of crap, you walked through fire!"

Stein shook his head. "Not likely he was dead when we found him. He might have stayed dead if Mr. Rory hadn't pulled that knife out of his stomach."

Kendra's face paled. "Oh."

Derrick nodded getting the picture. "His boat?"

Clark just watched as Alexi was loaded it's not his Alexi but it's some form of proxy comfort. "Yeah, he put me to work to pay off a debt that grew twice as fast as I could pay it off. Once I realized I would have died there of exhaustion escape became my main priority but I could never get anywhere."

Derrick shook his head disgusted. "How are you still alive?"

Clark smiled at the memory of getting to punch his best friend. "One of my other friends, Oliver, he found me and got me out in just a nick of time for a big amount of money." Which is why he's having a hard time believing this Oliver is Bratva. Clark turned to Derrick. "You want to go get lunch."

"Hey if you're buying I can eat kid." Derrick replied as the two walked off leaving the Bratva for police. Derrick smiled knowing what happened to Lily won't happen again. Clark smiled actually having someone to talk to in this world.

Snart pointed at the screen. "Well there you go Canary they're old friends."

Sara shook her head. "No, it can't be that easy."

Ray looked at her. "Why are you so sure? It sounds like whenever Ollie joined the mob he used his connections to free this guy."

Stein nodded. "It is a likely story Ms. Lance."

"If Oliver knows this guy he would have called for help to find the earthquake devices and chuck them into orbit before the undertaking could happen." Sara stated closing the argument.

The scene moved back to Starling. Laurel was working late in the D.A.'s office. She was alone, looking over her next case file when the lights suddenly went out.

"Hello, Laurel." A familiar, distorted voice said.

"This seems like old times." Laurel said to the vigilante.

"I figured we should talk."

"Fine." Laurel turned to face him. "Turn that thing off and pull back your hood."

"I'm not your enemy." He told her. "And I thought we understood each other."

"I understand that you're a criminal." She said. "And you think the law doesn't apply to you- it does."

Ray watched the screen in shock. Was he this bad when Anna died?

"But you didn't always feel that way. You used to think that I was helping the people in this city." He pointed out.

"And then I saw you."

A pause. "I don't understand."

"The night of the earthquake. I saw you at CNRI." She told him. "My friend was inside the building when it collapsed. He went there to rescue me. And by the time I managed to climb inside, he was gone. But I saw you. Running away into the night. You didn't save him." She accused as her tears began to fall. "You were too busy… Fighting a meaningless duel with Malcolm Merlyn. And when people- people you told me you would protect needed your help- you weren't there." She sniffled. "I don't think you wear that hood because you're a hero. I think you wear it to hide that you're a coward, and I promise you, I will see you unmasked, prosecuted and sent to prison." She promised, before turning away from him. "Don't ever speak to me again."

Sara frowned in sadness seeing the door open to the absolute hell her sister is going through and will continue to go through. "Laurel, no one can do anything about a building falling on someone."

Snart looked at her. "And if you saw Damien Dahrk today?"

Sara punched through the table and saw the looks of surprise on the other Legends. "OK, none of the Lances are healthy grievers.

Rip just grabbed the remote and loaded up the last of the clips for this recording.

Author Notes

Thanks for the reviews

About Sara and Ray they're from Starling City and this year in a particular is going to effect them that's why they get the most reactions from the recordings.