A/N I just rewatched all of the John Wick movies and wanted to write a crossover because there aren't many of these out there.
Gifted to Bl4Hunter and Aragorn_II_Elessar because I took some inspiration from them. Thank you both for your John Wick x Arrow fics.
I do not own any of the characters and some of the dialogue is take strait from Arrow season 3 episode 22 "This is Your Sword" and I used the following transcript.
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Thank you and enjoy!
John was in his basement staring at the hole he had made in his floor, preparing to bury his past life one more time. It wasn't who he was anymore; he was retired.
Before he got the chance to put any of his gear away his rotary phone rang.
No. He thought but moved to pick up the phone anyway.
"Hello John."
He recognized that voice, it was none other than Malcom Merlyn.
"I'm sorry about your wife. I get it. It's not easy."
John responded with dead air.
"You and I both know that's not why I'm calling. I know you're retired, John. The League of Assassins is planning on setting loose a bioweapon in Starling city. The team that's going to stop them is no match for trained assassins. I need your help to destroy the plane that will deliver the bioweapon to Starling. I know you have a code John, thousands of innocent civilians will die if we don't pull this off."
"..."
"..."
"... Where?" John asked, mentally kicking himself.
"Meet me at my residence in Starling city. We will take a plane from there. Thank you, John."
John hung up the phone. One more job. He thought. But this wasn't his average job, he was preventing a mass slaughter, he was normally the cause of one.
He wanted to scream and let out his rage but now was not the time. There were innocent lives at stake and no matter who was going after them John did not like it. That was the benefit of the assassin world, there was little collateral damage.
"Who was that?" Tatsu asked, as Malcom hung up the phone.
"Back up."
"Why?"
"If we go to Nanda Parbat with you, me, and the other 3 we won't stand a chance. Felicity can't fight, Laurel is new to the vigilante thing, and John Diggle is good with a gun but his hand to hand is not up to par with the league."
"Who did you call?"
"John Wick."
"The boogeyman?"
"He owes me one," He said, rubbing a golden medallion in his hand, "he'll be all the help we need. Did you prepare the evidence?"
"Here," Tatsu said, handing over a silver tablet, "All of the evidence I have from the virus in Hong Kong."
"Perfect. I'll summon team Arrow and we can meet at a neutral location."
"They do not trust you?"
"No, and they're not going to like what I have to say but they will come along."
"Are you certain?"
"Yes, though they will fight me on it. You will have to help me convince them."
Malcolm was finalizing the details of their flight to Nanda Parbat when there was a knock at the door. Malcolm grabbed a knife to hide behind his back while Tatsu reached for her katana. Malcolm slowly made his way over to the door and slowly opened it.
"John," Malcolm said, nodding his head.
"Malcolm."
Malcolm let John through the door and he eyed Tatsu and her katana.
"This is Tatsu Yamashiro, she'll be helping us on our mission."
"Tatsu, this is John Wick."
"Tatsu," John said, he could recognize that katana anywhere. He knew enough that its wielder would be dangerous due to the unnatural nature of that katana.
"John," She nodded, "Your legends speak volumes. How did you come to owe Malcolm Merlyn a favour?"
"An impossible task 5 years ago."
"You two can discuss things later. We have to go have a talk with team Arrow."
John gave Malcolm a quizitive glance.
"Team Arrow's leader, the Arrow, is currently in Nanda Parbat being trained to become the next Ra's Al Ghul. And I am the only one who has had any contact with him and they don't trust me."
"Oliver Queen survived Ra's Al Ghul's sword?"
"Yes. Ra's forced Oliver into becoming the next Ra's but Oliver doesn't want to wipe out Starling city to do so or become Ra's all together. We have to convince the rest of the team to come with us, particularly Felicity, to take out the plane that is going to deliver the bioweapon."
John nodded and put his bags down; he wouldn't be needing them tonight.
"How did you know that Oliver Queen is the Arrow?" Tatsu asked.
"Word gets around," John said, and turned to follow Malcolm out the door.
"So now Malcolm Merlyn can summon us," Felicity said, pacing in front of a couch, "I really don't like the idea that he can summon us."
"Any idea what this is about?" Laurel asked, arms crossed, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
"No, but Merlyn assures me that he'll be waving the white flag," Dig said.
"I'm sorry," Malcolm said, walking into the room, "I forgot the flag."
"That's too bad," Laurel snarked, "I would have told you where you could put it."
"What is this about, Malcolm?" Dig asked.
"Well, this isn't going to be easy for all of you to believe-"
"Only because you're a sociopath and a liar," Felicity said.
"Be that as it may, this would be much quicker for all of us if we could fast forward through this cynicism and reach the conclusion that I am telling you the truth," Malcolm said, pacing the room.
"About what?" Dig said.
"Oliver. His allegiance with the League is a charade."
"Why would you even begin to play with our emotions like that?" Felicity said
"This plan was born the moment Oliver realized that he had to capitulate to Ra's to save Thea." "And instead of sharing this plan with us, he trusted you?" Dig said, not believing a word that he was saying.
"The man who had my sister murdered." Laurel said, being done with Malcolm and Oliver.
"Well, I am better practiced in the art of deception. And no offense, none of you are particularly good actors." Malcolm said.
"I'm out." Dig said, turning his back to Malcolm.
"You've seen for yourselves how dangerous Ra's and the League are. The circle of trust had to remain as small as possible."
"Until now? What changed?" Felicity asked
"Forget it, Felicity," Dig said, "There's nothing he can say that we can believe."
"Mr. Diggle's right," Malcolm began, "Which is why I brought along a friend of Oliver's."
The door clicked open behind them; "My name is Tatsu Yamashiro," She said, entering the room, "And your city is in great danger."
"You expect us to believe her?" Felicity almost shouted at Malcolm, "We never even met her.." She turned to Laurel, "We never met her, right?"
"No."
"Apart from my brief time helping Oliver recover from the wounds Ra's al Ghul inflicted on him, my life has been one of... isolation."
"Ok, Merlyn, this is your big plan?" Dig said, "A woman who we've never met or even heard of?" "Oliver doesn't like to speak about the past." Tatsu said, cutting off Malcolm who was getting ready to defend himself.
"Apparently, he's not so forthcoming about the present, either." Felicity said.
"My son was killed by the virus Ra's intends to use on your city."
"Are you-you're Akio's mother?" Dig said, pieces of Oliver's past were beginning to connect. "Oliver was with me when it happened. He knows that the danger you all face is very real."
"Ok, you know what, how many times are we going to believe him after everything that he's done?" Laurel said.
"I am not privy to your history with Malcolm. This request comes from Oliver."
"We're not sure that's any better at the moment." Dig said, taking Laurel's side.
"Look, I am not playing a game here. My daughter lives in this city, remember? This is everything I have on the weapon." Malcolm said, handing over the tablet, "I've arranged passage for all of us to go to Nanda Parbat. And I also brought some back up."
"Yeah, and who would that be?" Dig asked, doing everything in his power to not strangle Malcolm.
"An old acquaintance of mine, John," Malcolm said, nodding behind the three members of team Arrow.
The three turned to see a man beside Tatsu wearing a black suit and tie with a black shirt. He had long hair slicked back and a closely shaven beard.
"How is one man supposed to help us against the league?" Dig asked, though he was curious how he could sneak up on all of them.
"John is a force of nature. He has had more training than Oliver and myself combined. We would be foolish to challenge the League without extra help."
"We don't trust you, we barely trust Tatsu, and now you want us to trust someone that only you know?" Felicity said.
"I don't like innocent civilians getting caught in the crossfire," John said, "I'm sure Oliver Queen would agree."
"I'm not sure if Oliver is right in the head any more," Dig said.
"I can assure you he is," Malcolm said, walking over to Tatsu and John, "If you're coming, be at Ferris Air before sunrise."
Malcolm put his arm around Tatsu and the three of them left team Arrow to contemplate the decision ahead.
"That could have gone better," Tatsu said, stepping into the dark alleyway.
"It could have gone worse," Malcolm said, "Diggle and Laurel will come once they see what is on the tablet."
"What's on the tablet?" John asked.
"Evidence of the bioweapon at work in Hong Kong. It was framed as a chemical spill so word of the terrorist attack never got out."
John nodded in understanding.
"My son died because of the virus," Tatsu said, "I don't want to see it again."
"I'm sorry about your son," John said.
"And I'm sorry about your wife."
John shot her a quizzical glance; "I overheard Malcolm on the phone."
"Thank you," John said.
"What about Felicity?" Tatsu asked.
"I'm not sure," Malcolm said, "She doesn't have as strong of a heart as the rest of them."
"Or maybe her heart is just confused," Tatsu said, "Where can I find her?"
"How could we not know about this?" Felicity said, looking up from the video being played from Malcolms tablet, "How could anyone not know about a terrorist attack in Hong Kong?"
"Because Beijing had us believing that these deaths were caused by a local chemical spill," Dig said.
"You don't really believe Merlyn?
"Well, looking at this, we can't afford not to believe Merlyn."
"He is a mass murder who has lied to us so many times it should be a drinking game. And I have never even heard of Tatsu or John."
"Listen, Felicity, I don't know if you're right that Oliver's gone forever or not. Truth is, for me, it doesn't matter. If there's even a possibility of this kind of danger in my city, I'm reporting for duty."
"Me, too," Laurel said.
She was about to leave the room when Felicity spoke up again; "And what about this John guy, can we really trust him?"
"He doesn't seem like a guy to waste words, and what he said we can all agree with," Diggle said, "And if there's one point I can agree on with Malcolm it's that we need help to take on fully trained assassins."
"I don't trust them," Felicity said, "And even if I did, I can't go back there. Not after what they did to Oliver."
Dig and Laurel walked out to begin packing their things for their trip.
Felicity was looking over the footage again and again looking for any indication that Malcolm Merlyn was lying through his teeth like always.
"I am sorry to intrude," Tatsu said, making Felicity jump, "Mr. Merlyn said that I would find you here."
Felicity held back a snort; "That might be the only thing he's ever said that isn't a lie."
"I did not come here to convince you of the threat to your home. There's nothing I can say that you will believe, more than what you have seen."
"Then why are you here?"
"To speak with you about Oliver," When Felicity said nothing Tatsu continued; "During his recuperation, Oliver spoke of you. Of how his last thought before the fall was of you. You love him... still."
"Oliver belongs to Ra's now."
"If you believe that, you must fight for him."
"There is no 'him' left."
"I thought as you do once. My husband, Maseo, was consumed by the League's darkness. I was so convinced that he was lost to me that I didn't even try to reach him. Don't make my mistake... Felicity." Then Tatsu turned and walked out, leaving Felicity with her thoughts.
Malcolm, Tatsu and John were waiting behind the airport for team Arrow to show up. John was doing a quick weapon check; there were no guns to buy in Nanda Parbat. Following suit Tatsu checked on her blade.
"Is that a Masamune blade?" Malcolm asked.
"A katana. Passed on for centuries within my family. The first son of each generation."
"You are not a son, Tatsu."
Tatsu looked sullen for a moment; "No, I am not."
"Let's get this over with," Dig said, walking up with Laurel.
"The plane's ready; It should be big enough for all of us. Including her," Malcolm said as Felicity walked in from the other direction.
"Thought you weren't coming," Dig said.
"I changed my mind," Felicity said, glancing over at Tatsu then turning her attention back to Malcolm, "But if you betray us, I'll make sure the whole world knows that you are alive, and where they can find you."
"Fair enough," Malcolm said. He grabbed his bag and made towards the plane
The plane wasn't anything special and it fit everyone, just as promised. Malcolm hopped into the cockpit and Laurel joined him to make sure he wouldn't try anything. There were 4 seats in the back facing each other. Diggle sat so he could see into the cockpit and Felicity sat beside him. Tatsu took the seat across from Felicity while John was the last one on, locking the door into place. He sat down just as Malcolm got the plane booted up and rolling.
Felicity was not prepared for the shakiness of such a small plane taking off she let out a little yelp. Tatsu wasn't that prepared either; her eyes betrayed her, holding a look of fear. But John and Dig were as cool as cucumbers.
"You ex-military?" John asked Dig.
"Yeah, I had three tours in Afghanistan as a Sargent. You?"
"Yeah, Marine Corps - special operations."
"John Diggle," He said, sticking out his hand.
"John Wick," He said, shaking Diggles hand.
Where have I heard that name before? Dig thought, Sounds familiar.
"How did you come to owe Malcolm Merlyn a favour?"
John paused for a moment thinking of how to best answer; "He helped me with a task 5 years ago. I'm returning the favor."
"Why bother paying him back after everything he's done?"
John paused for a moment; "It was the deal."
"After everything this man has done you still honour it."
John stayed silent.
"You make it seem the deal was written in blood," Felicity said.
"It was," John replied.
The plane was stunned into silence.
"What did you have to do that you needed Malcolm Merlyn's help?" Dig asked after a few moments of silence.
John didn't want to answer but he could sense the anger brewing in the man in front of him and the plane would not be the best spot to attack anyone; "I need help with an impossible task to retire with my late wife."
"Sorry about your wife, man," Dig said, he didn't want to pry anymore as it was clear his wife died recently, even though John tried to hide it, "During my time in Afghanistan I met this one tribal leader who spoke of an ancient group of assassins that were like ghosts. He called them the League of Assassins. I didn't believe him but now we're off to fight the mystical assassins he spoke about. What has our world come to?"
The plane lulled into silence, everyone was curious about John but no one wanted to press him for answers, Laurel probably would have if she was seated with them.
Malcolm landed the plane pretty far from their target destination as not to attract any unwanted mythical assassins before they were prepared. And they were preparing; ladies on one side of the plane and guys on the other.
"You not changing?" Dig asked John when he saw that he intended to fight in a suit complete with dress shoes.
"No," Was all John said, as sheathed a knife to his belt. He also had a pistol tucked away and was holding an assault rifle. Dig was much the same, minus the knife.
"Ready?" Malcolm asked, buckling the strap of his quiver.
John looked at him; the league costume never changed, it was outdated.
They walked around the side of the plane just as the laddies emerged; Laurel in her Black Canary get up and Tatsu in Katana's get up complete with the mask.
"Let's not waste any time," Dig said and they were off.
After walking in silence for a while Malcolm spoke up; "We're almost there."
"So this is Nanda Parbat," Laurel said.
"Next time, we should really look into getting some horses," Felicity said, "Think they rent horses here?"
"There won't be a next time," Dig said, focusing on his surroundings, which was just rocky sand, dead trees and an old wall that was falling apart at the top of the hill.
They crested a small hill; "There it is," Malcolm said, "The plane Ra's intends to use to spread the Alpha Omega over Starling."
"I need to be within 50 yards to breach the plane's internal mainframe and navigation software, but then I should be able to remote ground the thing," Felicity said.
"Quiet," Malcolm said, honing in on the surroundings.
"I don't hear anything," Laurel said.
But Malcolm and John did, an assassin was approaching them from either side. John fired a few rounds into the one approaching from their right and Malcolm put an arrow in the one from their left.
"They'll be more," Malcolm said and began to walk towards the plane. John was taking no chances now, his rifle was out in front of him and he was constantly scanning his surroundings.
Another assassin popped up from John's side and he shot him down with ease. They were all standing in a circle around Felicity watching countless League members pop up from the shadows.
Diggle opened fire on the ones further up the hill and John took care of them coming from his direction.
"Get to the plane!" Malcolm shouted, "We'll cover you. Go!"
Dig ran with Felicity towards the plane and Malcolm and Laurel got into a fighting stance ready to take on the assassins charging at them. Four of the assassins went after Malcolm and only two went after Laurel and they began to fight. Malcolm was whacking the other assassins with his bow whenever he had the chance while Laurel was doing her best to not get slashed by a sword.
John had taken out a few assassins when two of them had the bright idea to sneak up behind him. John heard them long before Dig shouted to watch out. He turned around, shrugging the strap off of his shoulder and shot at the closer assassin. He turned to the next one and clicked the trigger but no bullets came out. He threw the rifle at the assassin and he clearly was not expecting that. John pulled his jacket back with his left hand, pulling his pistol out with his right then landed an immediate headshot.
Felicity fell to her knees pulling out her tablet; "close enough," she muttered, getting to work as the jets fired up.
Diggle had stopped escorting her to return fire at the assassins approaching and there were a lot more than he expected, every time he shot down one he would find two more. And they kept on getting closer.
Katana had gone off on her own, honing in on a target, the one assassin without a black face covering. A few assassins got in her way but her swordsmanship skills were far superior and she took them down with ease.
"Surrender now," The brown masked assassin said, "And you might live."
"Maseo," Katana said, recognizing her husband by the sound of his voice.
"Maseo is a memory."
"Our child was gone, and you left me when I needed you most. But you can still come back to me. It's not too late."
"Yes, it is," He said, drawing his sword, "Your husband is long dead. If Sarab must die as well, then so be it."
Malcolm had taken out the assassins that were swarming him just in time to put a few arrows into the back of the assassin that had Laurel in a choke hold.
"You know I wouldn't have done the same for you," She said, staring at Malcolm.
"I know."
Diggle was getting overwhelmed now that Katana had started her duel. An assassin had gotten in too close and knocked his rifle away. He was quick enough to pull out his pistol and finished off that assassin before it got another chance to take him down.
Felicity almost had the plane compromised when an assassin that had slipped past Dig put an arrow through her tablet.
"Frack!" She shouted, throwing the tablet at the assassin. He fell to the ground and Felicity was surprised until she saw Malcolm standing behind him with his bow drawn; "That makes more sense."
John easily had the highest assassin kill count of any of their party. He was in a bit of a jam though; he had to reload his pistol but the assassin that had come in close just did not want to be pinned down and he had two more incoming. He had knocked his blade away and now they were basically brawling just John had a gun in his hand. He let the faceless assassin grab onto him so he had more of a body part to leverage as he threw him onto the ground, finally pinning him down as he reloaded his gun. He shot at the two incoming assassins; a shot to the stomach then the head for each. He flipped around the guy he was pinning once more to get a clean headshot and took it without blinking. He turned to head back, there were no more assassins out this way.
"Can you bring it down from the sky?" Malcolm asked as the plane took off.
"They destroyed my gear," Felicity said, "But I had some insurance come along."
"What kind of insurance?"
"The atomic kind."
Ray Palmer flew in using his atom suit and began shooting at the plane. The plane tried to make some evasive maneuvers but Ray managed to get his shots in.
Felicity and Malcolm were in awe watching Ray take on a plane and Laurel and Katana were engaged; nobody noticed Diggle getting overwhelmed, except for John. He was fighting his way back, taking out any assassin that came to close. He caught up with Dig not a moment too soon and took out an assassin with a sword drawn sneaking up on him. When Dig saw the dead body behind him he said; "Thanks man," But John didn't respond; he was focused on the four coming towards him. Dig took a moment to look at where John came from and only saw a ton of dead bodies that he didn't want to begin counting. He's a lot more than ex-military. Diggle thought.
Ray was flying in front of the plane hoping to dive under it when it launched a missile at him knocking him off course. He was able to right himself and launch after the plane. He tried to shoot at it but discovered the blast had destroyed his blasters. He flew around the plane a bit until he found the right angle then blasted through it Superman style.
"Ray!" Felicity shouted as she saw the explosion.
"Get down!" Malcolm shouted, covering Felicity just as Ray landed next to them.
"Ray!" She shouted again running up to the crater Ray had created.
"You should see the other guy," He said with a smile.
Katana and Sarab were clashing swords, the fight was so elegant it looked like a medieval dance of some sort; they were both spinning to doge and blocking when necessary. Both were excellent swordsmen. The Sarab stepped next to her mid spin knocking her off balance and flipping her to the ground. He walked around in front of her as she lay flat on her back.
"Tell Akio… I love him," He said, raising his sword.
At the last second Katana rolled out of the way and stabbed him; "You tell him for the both of us."
She pulled the sword out and Sarab collapsed to his knees.
"Thank you," He whispered, "For releasing me from my prison."
Katana began crying and pulled her husband to her chest and sang him the same lullaby that she sang to their son when he died.
John killed the one assassin that came his way and got one round into the other before he had to reload. He holstered his gun and dropped into a fighting stance when the assassin swung his sword at him. John ducked under the first swing. The assassin spun around coming from the same direction again this time coming in lower going for John's knees. John backed up and saw the assassin spin around one more time this time he began to stand. John got in close and caught his arm and disarmed him, plunging the sword into the assassin's chest so fast he didn't know what hit him.
John charged forward at one of the assassins coming his way and engaged him in a sword fight. The fourth one that was coming at him fell to the ground as Diggle sunk three bullets into him. John quickly gained the upper hand in his duel by slicing the assassin in the back of the knee then slicing his throat.
"Enough!" A voice shouted from the top of the hill. It was none other than Ra's Al Ghul standing with the same amount of assassins that they had just taken out, "You have failed. Any further attempt to undermine our cause would be futile."
"Uh, you see that burning plane over there?" Ray said.
"We destroyed your city threatening bioweapon," Felicity said.
"No, you merely think you did," Ra's said, pulling a vial from behind his back. John was going to pull out his gun and shoot him but he remembered that he would have to reload it. There was no way he could doge that many arrows.
More assassins came out of nowhere surrounding them.
"Surrender!" Oliver shouted, "Or die."
John was willing to take his chances, none of the rest of the team were. Malcolm made eye contact with him and he dropped his sword.
They all had assassins with their swords drawn rush up to them and force them on their knees and searched them going as far as to take John's belt. They then put each of the members in wrist constraints and marched them towards the heart of Nanda Parbat.
As they were walking away they couldn't help but turn to look at the carnage. A few of the assassins that had just been knocked out by Laurel and Malcolm were stirring but a large amount just had blood pooling around them. All of the assassins in John portion of the battle field were dead, evidently killed with precision.
Felicity and Laurel paled while Malcolm suppressed a smile.
He's a lot more than ex-military. Dig thought, remembering John's fighting style; he'd be stupid to call it anything other than gun-fu. But it definitely was not military.
The seven of them were marched into the heart of Nanda Parbat and were greeted by Oliver.
"Hey, Oliver," Felicity said, running up beside him, "Oliver what's going on?"
Oliver stopped them and spoke quickly; "If any of you speak we are all going to die."
"What?"
"I need you to trust me," He said, turning to lead them to Ra's. It was clear that none of them wanted to trust Oliver but they didn't have a choice.
They walked into the audience chamber and faced Ra's Al Ghul.
"The Chinese have a saying," Ra's said, "Stir the grass, and you startle the snake. My ruse with the plane was meant to reveal any traitors among me," He said, pacing in front of the seven of them, "How did you know of the virus? Of the plane?" Ra's looked at everyone closely, finding the weakest link in Felicity, he approached her slowly, hoping to intimidate her without using force. Felicity's palms began sweating but Tatsu spoke up before Ra's could get any closer.
"Maseo told me, and I told them."
"So a dead man told you," Ra's said, walking behind them, "How convenient."
"He said only three men knew about your plan. You, him, and Oliver."
"Oliver Queen is dead," Oliver said, "I am Al Sah-him."
Diggle glared at him trying to read Oliver, but he was just as unreadable as John.
"This would not be the first time that Sarab had betrayed me to Maseo Yamashiro's weaknesses," Ra's said, circling back to the front of them, "Nevertheless, I am impressed by your appearance, Mr. Wick. I thought you to be retired."
"I'm working on it," John said.
John Wick. The name finally clicked in Oliver's head, The Baba Yaga. That's why he looked familiar.
Ra's addressed the group once more; "And though your timing was a function of my gambit, it was nevertheless fortuitous. You see, by tradition, Ra's would contemplate mercy upon his enemies on the eve of a wedding."
Ray Snorted; "You are getting married? I guess there really is a kettle for every pot."
"The wedding is mine," Oliver said, "I am betrothed to Nyssa al Ghul."
This sent shockwaves through his former friends. Even Malcolm was shocked
"Take them below," Ra's said, as several assassins guided them from the room.
"I can't believe he's going to marry her," Felicity said, heartbroken.
"You should worry more about getting out of here alive," Malcolm said.
"Is that even a remote possibility?" Ray asked, staring at Malcolm.
When Malcom didn't respond Ray answered himself; "Didn't think so."
"You shouldn't have stopped me," John said.
"Why, then we wouldn't be in this mess?" Laurel snapped.
"Yeah," was all John said.
Laurel was about to argue more when Dig cut her off; "Did you see how many assassins he took out, Laurel? He's more than ex-military."
Dig didn't phrase it like a question but he didn't have to; "Retired hitman," John said.
All eyes turned to him.
"Really?" Ray asked. But John remained silent.
"John wasn't just any hitman," Malcolm said, "He was known as the Boogeyman. There isn't a soul in the criminal underworld that hasn't heard about his impossible feats."
"And you didn't tell us?!" Dig shouted at Malcolm.
"You wouldn't have come along if I did. We needed the extra help or some of us wouldn't be sitting here right now."
"So it's dead now or later, I don't see the difference," Dig said.
"We aren't going to die here," Laurel said, "Oliver would never let that happen."
"He let this happen," Dig said, gesturing to the chains on his hands.
Then two assassins opened the gate to their dungeon and Malcolm immediately got to his feet; "I must speak with Ra's," He said in Arabic. He was ignored as the assassin unbound Diggle.
"Wareeth al Ghul commands your presence," He said before hauling him away.
"What does Oliver want with Dig?" Ray asked.
"Oliver isn't right in the head, who knows," Laurel said.
"He's not the only one not right in the head," Felicity said, gesturing to Malcolm.
"At least I had a plan to get us this far."
"A plan which failed," Laurel said, "I don't know why we keep on trusting you."
"We tried and failed," John said, "Nobody saw it coming."
"It is pointless to argue amongst ourselves now," Tatsu said, "We can only prepare for our fate."
The dungeon was silent, they were both right, Ra's was two steps ahead of them.
A few minutes later Diggle was thrown back in.
"Ra's al Ghul commands your presence," An assassin said to Malcolm, "And yours as well," He said facing John.
John glanced at Malcolm who just shrugged back and they let the assassins lead them from the room. They were surrounded by eight assassins as they were led to Ra's chamber; if this talk didn't go well John was going to make his way out by force.
They walked into the chamber and John immediately noticed a marker in Ra's hands.
"My men found this on you, Al Sa-Her. This can be the only reason that the Boogeyman has graced us with his presence," Ra's walked up to Malcolm, "Has he completed the task you requested of him?"
"Yes."
"Then I suggest you make it known," Ra's said, handing over the marker to Malcolm. Malcolm popped it open and pricked his finger, stamping it on the inside then stamping it on a letter that a nameless assassin brought forward.
"Mr. Wick, was Mr. Merlyn's marker the only reason you came here today?"
"Yeah."
"Then I see no further reason to detain you."
Two assassins came up to John removing the shackles from his wrists and ankles. And another came, giving him his belt and gun back.
"I would like to offer you a place among our ranks, Mr. Wick. Your skillset is not one I come across often and your history speaks for itself."
John paused for a moment; "I'm retired."
"Very well," Ra's said, "I shall have Al Sah-him escort you off the premises."
Oliver walked past John and waited for him by the door. John turned to leave then Ra's spoke once more; "Be seeing you, Mr. Wick."
John paused; "Be seeing you," Then he continued walking.
Oliver and John walked in silence until they got outside, out of earshot of any other assassin.
"I know you're retired, but can you do me a favour?" Oliver asked, holding out a brand new marker.
John stared at him.
"Ra's is still planning to use the Alpha Omega on Starling and I don't know if I'll be able to get back to stop the spread and save my friends. Can you go to Starling and take out any League member you can find?"
John paused for a long time, really thinking about what he was getting himself into. "Yeah," he finally said.
Oliver nodded and pricked his finger on the marker handing it to John.
"Good luck, Baba Yaga," Oliver said in Russian.
"You too, Kapiushon," John replied in Russian. He had a long day ahead of him.