Inside our hideaway, Oliver was training while I looked more information on our next target. My name is Ashlee Merlyn. To my family, I am the sister and daughter who just returned home after being lost at sea 5 years ago with my best friend Oliver Queen. They don't know we came back with a mission, to bring justice to our city, and they never can. The men and women we've targeted are dangerous, corrupt, virulent cancer. Cancers like James Holder, whose corporation put defective smoke detectors in low-income housing in The Glades. There have been many fires and too many funerals. I showed Oliver the man and the reports and he looked at the name in the book. Cancers can be fought and conquered. All it takes is a surgeon and the right instrument. We suited up before leaving.
"Heh. Other than the bill I got handed this morning by my legal team, I'm feeling pretty good. Plus, now that this lawsuit's been settled, we can focus our attention on Unidac Industries. Ok. I'll see you in the office first thing." Holder hung up his phone and tossed it on one of the chairs beside him. He was about to take a drink when Oliver shot an arrow through the glass he was holding. He quickly turned and saw me behind him. "I have armed security inside. All I have to do is call out." He told us.
"Go ahead. They can't hear you." Oliver told him and I tossed one of the guns the men on his security detail had.
"What the hell do you want?" Holder asked us.
"How many people died in those fires? How many?! The courts say you don't owe your victims anything. I disagree. James Holder…" Oliver was interrupted by Holder getting shot. He quickly turned and aimed his bow where the bullet came from and fired off two before taking cover. I moved quickly and took cover before holding my hand over my left shoulder. I removed it to find blood. The bullet must have gone through Holder and into my shoulder. Once we knew it was safe to move we moved from our cover and quickly left the scene before the cops arrived to check out the sound of gunshots.
We went back to the Steel factory and I undressed enough to see the bullet wound.
"Didn't pass through so I'll have to get it out of you," Oliver told me and I sat at the desk and waited for him to get what he needed before taking out the bullet and stitching me up. "Do you remember hearing anything about that guy from before we left?" He asked me and I shook my head as he finished stitching me up.
"It's no surprise a man as corrupt as James Holder has more than one enemy though," I told him once putting on some different clothes.
"But who? " Oliver asked sitting down and crossing Holder's name off the list before leaning back in his chair. I moved to get a drink of water when I stumbled into the desk where the computer was.
"The bullet. Poison." I said staring at Oliver with my eyes wide. Oliver quickly grabbed the keys to one of the wooden chests we kept with us and unlocked it. He dug through it until he found the herb and gave it to me. I quickly took it and some water from the water bottle next to me. I downed it before falling into Oliver's arms on the ground.
When I came to Oliver was already up and turning towards a Chinese man in a green hood. I liked down at my side and saw the arrow still sticking out of my shirt.
"Who are you? Why did you shoot us?" Oliver asked him. The man replied in Chinese before holding out his hands, one holding an herb and the other a cup of water. We looked up at him confused with what he wanted us to do. He said something in Chinese again and we each took the herb and ate it before washing it down with water. The man quickly moved to Ollie's shoulder and pulled out the arrow that was still in him making my friend scream in pain before moving to me.
I sat up quickly, taking in a deep breath as an alarm went off on the computer screen.
"Hey, you okay? " Oliver asked me moving to me from where he was training.
"I'm fine. We need to leave." I said getting up and pointing to the clock.
"Damn it." He said before we left to go to his place.
When we got there we saw a cop car in the drove way and we quickly went inside to see Mrs. Queen and Walter talking to two cops and Thea sitting on one of the couches in the room. When we got closer to them Diggle turned to us.
"What happened? Thea ok?" Oliver asked him.
"The cops brought her home. Her and some of her friends broke into a store, tried on some dresses last night. Lit up the breathalyzer like a Christmas tree. So how was your evening, sir?" Diggle asked.
"You mean after I said I had to go to the bathroom at dinner and never came back?" Oliver asked.
"I guess from now on I'll be watching you pee." Diggle told him. The two men stared at each other for a moment before Oliver moved past him into the living room.
"Thank you, officers. My wife and I appreciate it. I'll see you out." Walter said walking out of the room with the two officers.
"Last time it was public intoxication. This time breaking and entering. My, how we are moving up in the criminal world." Mrs. Queen said as Thea stood from her seat.
"You know, when you pay off the store owner, you should check out the merchandise. They got some pretty killer outfits." Thea told her.
"Thea, go get ready for school." Her mother ordered.
"Uh, you know, I was thinking of taking a sick day." Thea said and the two women stared at each other.
"Fine, then get some sleep." Mrs. Queen told her. Thea walked towards us with her hands over her chest and a smirk on her face.
"You two look like crap." She told us before leaving the room.
"You're letting her play hooky?" Oliver asked his mother moving further into the room.
"When your sister gets like this, it's best to give her her space." Mrs. Queen told him.
"She's testing you." Oliver told her.
"Yes. Who'd she learn that from?" She asked him sarcastically and I looked down. Thea learned from the best at testing parents. Tommy, Oliver and I had always gotten what we'd wanted before the island. It helped that I was my father's princess and could wiggle myself or of any trouble.
"Mom. When I was her age, you and dad let me get away with murder. Looking back, I could have used less space and more parenting." Oliver scolded her before taking my hand amd leaving the house again.
"Do we know what the poison was yet?" I asked Oliver taking the last drink from the water I kept with me while working out.
"The bullets were laced with curare, a rare and deadly poison, the killer's unique M. O. He's killed all over the world Chicago, Markovia, Corto Maltese. Interpol even has a codename for him Deadshot." Oliver told me. We were prepared to give James Holder a chance to right his wrongs, but this Deadshot has no morality, no honor, no code. He doesn't kill for justice, which makes him as dangerous as anyone on our list. In fact, it puts him right at the top.
Later in the day we came back to the factory with Tommy and Diggle so we could purpose our covert idea.
"So what do you think? Great spot for a nightclub or what?" Oliver asked the two men.
"Sweet. Though I got to tell you, man, if you're thinking about calling it Queens, I don't think you're gonna get the clientele that you were hoping for." Tommy told him.
"He won't be calling it Queens because we'll be owning this together." I told Tommy and he gave me a curious look.
"Private office." Oliver said pointing out a good spot for it.
"For the private one-on-one meetings, I would imagine." Tommy said hitting Oliver lightly on the chest.
"Hopefully the occasional two-on-one meeting." Oliver told him making my brother laugh.
"Why do I hang out with the two of you again?" I asked them.
"So you'd never be bored."Oliver told me and I nodded my head.
"That's it." I agreed.
"Man, are you two sure you want to do this? It's not like you really have any experience in running a well, running anything." Tommy reminded Oliver. "Ash you went to school for running a corporation not a club."
"We're sure." I told him and he sighed.
"How about tomorrow night the three of us, we go and scope out the competition. There's a new club opening downtown. It's called Poison. Max Fuller owns it." He told us.
"Max Fuller?" Oliver asked him.
"Mm-hmm." Tommy nodded.
"I slept with his fiancée." Oliver reminded him.
"Yeah, before the wedding." Tommy said.
"It was at the rehearsal dinner." Oliver said.
"The rehearsal dinner is technically before the wedding. Right?" Tommy asked and they laughed. "And besides, who stays mad at a castaway? Where were you that night?" Tommy asked me.
"With Max." I told them making them both give me strange looks.
"How do we not know this?" Tommy asked looking at Oliver.
"You were both busy." I told them shrugging my shoulders. Tommy's phone began to ring and he checked it before making a face.
"Ah, dammit, I got to roll. Anyway, I'll see you later, man. Good place. See you." Tommy said before walking away. We watched him leave before turning to Diggle.
"So what do you think?" Oliver asked him.
"Well, I'm here to provide security, sir, not a commentary." Diggle told him.
"Oh, that doesn't sound like a good evaluation." I said.
"Oh, come on, Dig, do me a favor. Speak freely, please." Oliver begged him.
"Well, this is The Glades, right? Your rich white friends wouldn't come to this neighborhood on a bet." Diggle told us.
"I am Oliver Queen:and this is Ashlee Merlyn, right?" Oliver asked him and he nodded. "People would stand in line for 3 hours if we opened a club."
"And no one who actually lives in The Glades would see a penny of those cover charges." Diggle told us and it made me smile that he was worried about The Glades.
"So we make it a successful business, we gentrify the neighborhood." I offered to them and Oliver agreed with me.
"I was wondering when we would get to that. The white knight and his princess swooping in to save the disenfranchised. All on their lonesome. With no on to help them." Diggle said mocking the idea.
"Wow. You don't think very much of us, do you?" Oliver asked him.
"No, sir, actually, I have a very high regard for how perceptive you two are. Sir." Diggle nodded his head to us before walking back to the car. We turned and looked around once more before walomg with him. The nightclub will conceal my base underneath and provide an alibi for where Oliver Queen and Ashlee Merlyn spends their nights.
Later in the day Oliver and I made our way to the alley between where we were with Holder and Deadshot was shooting at us. If we were going to find Deadshot, we needed more than speculation. We needed evidence. Fortunately, Oliver sent one of his shots wild. The trajectory would place the bullet in this vicinity. I watched Oliver climb up the wall to the bullet hole before digging the bullet from the wall. Once he climbed back down he showed me the flattened bullet and we left so we could find more information on it. Once we got back we put the bullet under a microscope and I pulled up the police reports from the Holder case we knew they'd be doing. They'd found Oliver's arrows and my knives and assumed it was us, the hood and the bandit. What horrible names.
"7.62 millimeter rounds." I told him and I looked up more information. "The money trail leads back to the Bratva the Russian mob."
"Finally some good luck." Oliver said.
We grabbed some hats and put them on before we left to go meet the Bratva. After ditching Diggle we walked to the mechanic shop and removed our hats to find two men working on a car.
"Мы ищем Алекси Леоновым. (We're looking for Alexi Leonov.)" Oliver told them.
"Там нет ни одного здесь с таким именем. (There's no one here by that name.)" one of the men told us.
"Не в вашем гараже. В подвале под ним. (Not in your garage. In the basement underneath.)" I said as we finally got up to them. The first man looked behind him to the second who made walked to us. He pulled out a gun and Oliver quickly grabbed his gun hand and forced him to release the gun. I picked it up and disarmed the weapon as Oliver let the man go. Oliver pulled down the top of his shirt while I lifted mine up to show our tattoos to him.
"Мы Bravta. (We're Bravta.)" Oliver told them. I released my shirt and fixed it. "Мы хотим, чтобы Алекси Леоновым. (We want to see Alexi Leonov.)"
"Pleased to meet you." The first man said before leading us down to the basement. "I apologize. We meant no disrespect to two captains. Particularly American ones. So How can I be of assistance?"
"We're in the market for a hired gun. Someone the organization's used before. His calling card is a 7. 62 millimeter gun laced with curare." Oliver told him.
"I know no man who uses such tools." He told us.
"But you can find out who does." I said and he looked me over.
"First, we will drink to each other's health, then I will look into the identity of this man you seek." He said handing us shot glasses. We all drank the shot before putting the glasses back on the table in front of us. "Ahh. I will also confirm that you are really Bratva captain. Should this not be the case, I will send my mechanic here to find you and kill you and your family." We glanced up at the man who held a gun on us earlier before leaving the garage.
Later that night, Tommy took Oliver and I to the club like he'd promised he would. I wore a red dress that fell to mid-thigh and had a V-neck. I wore dangle earings that housed black stones and fishnet stockings with ankle heeled boots to complete it.
"Ha ha ha! Oh, my, this is going to be killer." Tommy said as we walked towards the bouncer with Diggle behind us.
"If Max never sees me here I agree." Oliver told him.
"Ah, if you want to run a business, you've got to take a few risks." Tommy told him as we walked past the bouncer.
"Mr. Queen." Diggle called to Oliver and we all stopped and turned to him.
"Oh! I have never seen this guy before in my life. Ever." Oliver said before wrapping his arm around my waist and walking with the two of us into the club.
"Oh, come on, he's good." Tommy said to Oliver.
"You should be nicer to him. Anyone else would have quit by now." I told him and he just gave me a small smile as we walked in. Inside the club was like any other, people dancing, bright lights flashing. Everywhere.
"Oh, wow!" Tommy said as we walked up to Laurel at the bar. "Doesn't you going out and having fun violate some kind of law, you know, like the ones that are carved on a stone tablet?"
"That's cute, Tommy." She told him sarcastically.
"Thanks." He said to her.
"I can see you three are up to your old hunting patterns." She said looking at the three of us. She glanced at Oliver's arm around me but said nothing.
"Just seeing what passes for fun in starling city after five years." Oliver told her with a smile.
"Ah. Well, I'm sure you'll find that it just hasn't been the same without you two." Laurel told us and I smiled at her before a familiar voice threw us off.
"Big brother!" Thea ran towards us and moved between Oliver and myself with a large smile on her face. "Oh! I am so wasted right now. There is there is two of you." Laurel, Tommy and myself all turned towards the bar away from the siblings, giving a semblance of piece.
"I thought you were grounded." He said to her.
"I am. And thank you thank you for that, by the way." She said to him.
"You're done for the night." He told her.
"Oh, what are you going to do?" she asked him. "Tell mom?"
"Thea! You are hanging with the wrong people." He warned her.
"You're one to talk. How much do you know about your own so-called friends over here?" she asked him and I turned to her confused.
"Oh, Thea, maybe you should –" Tommy said making him and Laurel turn to her.
"Tommy I think your BFF has a right to know." She told him.
"Thea, let's go." Oliver told her, grabbing her arm.
"Well, I guess they never told you that they've been screwing while you were gone." Thea told him. Laurel looked down in shame while Thea just looked proud of herself.
"Look, man, I –" Tommy started saying but Oliver stopped him.
"Tommy It's ok. You and me, we're done for the night." Oliver said grabbing her arm and forcing her with him.
"Take your hands off of me. You're not my father. And you're barely my brother." She told him before walking away. I went to him and put my hand on his arm for comfort.
"Well look at this. Oliver Queen." We turned to see Max standing with some security guards.
"Max Fuller. How you been?" Oliver asked him with a smile.
"Happy you drowned." Max told him before turning to me. "Not so happy you drowned." We followed him to his back office.
"Hey, Max –" Oliver started saying only for him to get punched in the face by Max.
"Oliver!" I shouted as I saw him clench his fist.
"Get him up!" Max ordered
"Hey, let him go, let him go! Hey, I said let him go!" Tommy said as he and I got in between Oliver and Max.
"Told you he was going to be pissed." Oliver told Tommy.
"Back off, Merlyn. This isn't your problem." Max told us.
"You want to get to him? You've got to go through me." Tommy told him and his security started moving towards it. "Wow, they are probably going to get through me." They attacked us and we pushed Tommy out of the way and started fighting the guards. Oliver and I had to be careful not to do something that could really harm them. We had to be who we were before the island. One of them finally grabbed me and pinned my arms to my sides and started beating on Oliver. Suddenly we heard Max fall to the ground and turned to stare at Laurel who was standing over Max.
"So is this over, Max? Or are you going to have your boys pound on me next?" she asked him. He quickly stood and everyone waited his answer.
"You four consider yourselves banned for life. Get the hell out of my place!" Max said leaving his office.
"Your club sucks anyway." Tommy called after him.
"You guys ok?" Laurel asked as Tommy checked me over the best he could.
"Where'd you learn to do that?" Oliver asked her.
"Cop dad, remember? He made me take self defense classes." She told him before walking away from us.
"Laurel. Thea said –" Oliver started saying but she stopped him.
"Oliver, Tommy and I don't need your blessing. And I don't need your forgiveness." She told him.
"Ah." Was all Oliver could say.
On the island, I woke to hear water dripping close by. Oliver grabbed my hand before putting the other over my mouth. We then ran away as quickly as we could though the forest not stopping until we were trapped in a black net trap.
"Why don't you guys take a seat, and I will grab a couple of burgers and some ice for those faces." Diggle told us at the Belly Burger as a woman at the counter waved to him.
"The girl's pretty cute." Tommy said waving to her.
"That's my sister in law." Diggle told him and I stifled a laugh at his face.
"Who I will never speak to or look at. Ever." Tommy told him. "Gonna grab a booth."
"She's not wearing a wedding ring." Oliver noted to Diggle.
"Brother out of the picture?" I asked him.
"Yeah, you could say that." He told us before going to the woman.
"Perhaps not mentioning his brother would be best." I said getting curious about his past.
"Maybe. Let's go sit down." He said and we linked arms before sitting with Tommy in the booth.
"Look, man about Laurel. I was going to tell you. I was just trying to figure out the right way." Tommy told him.
"To tell somebody that you slept with their girlfriend after they went missing and were then presumed dead." Oliver said.
"Finally a card Hallmark hasn't made yet." I said making them both chuckle.
"Look it was wrong. And I'm sorry –" Tommy told him.
"Tommy. I was dead." Oliver reminded him.
"No, man, you were with Laurel. And whether you were dead, or as it turns out, alive on a deserted island, you are my friend. And me being with Laurel violated that friendship in about 50 different ways." Tommy insisted.
"Thank you. But it's ok." Oliver told him taking my hand in his.
"You are being really chill about this. I…" Tommy started saying before Oliver's phone rang.
"Hello?" he answered it. " Dayte mne minutku chtoby izbavit'sya ot kogo-to." He put the phone to his chest and smiled at Tommy. "It's a Russian model calling me. Can I can a have a minute, please?" (Give me just a minute to get rid of someone.)
"I can see now why you were able to be so chill. Enjoy. " Tommy said before he and I left the booth for Oliver's phone call with the Bravta.
"You seem okay with him talking to Russian models." Tommy said and I gave him a look.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked him.
"Well you two have been close since coming home." He said and I just gave him another look. "Sorry, I just want my baby sister to be safe."
"We're twins, Tommy." I reminded him with a smile before seeing Oliver nod. We had the address. "Besides if Oliver and I were together, not only would you know but if he'd ever hurt me I'd kill him." I said before going back to the booth we'd been at.
That night we suited up and quietly made out way to the address we'd been provided. We stood in front of the door before kicking it in. Oliver immediately shot an arrow at the man sitting behind the computer but he just dodged behind the desk. He sat up and began firing on us and we quickly moved to either side of the door to avoid being shot again. Once he was done firing at us I grabbed one of my knives as Oliver prepared another arrow. Oliver shot at Deadshot only to hit the lamp behind him when he ducked. I threw my knife at him but he moved out of the way lifting the bed to block it. He lowered the bed and fired at us again and we dodged again. We turned to fire at him again only for him to jump out the window. We ran into the room and looked out the window to find him but he was gone. We heard the police sirens coming closer and ran into the room to find something to help us only to find his computer shot all to hell. We grabbed it and ran away before the cops arrived.
The next morning at Queen Consolidated we walked down to the IT Department to speak with the best in the company.
"Ahem. Felicity Smoke?" The young blonde turned to us with a red pen in her mouth. "Hi. I'm Oliver Queen and this is my friend Ashlee Merlyn."
"Of course. I know who you are, you're Mr. Queen and she's Miss Merlyn." Felicity said.
"No, Mr. Queen was my father." He told her.
"And it's just Ashlee. I'm not my mother." I told her.
"Right, cause they're dead. I mean, he drowned and she was shot. But you didn't, which means you could come down to the I. T. department and listen to me babble. Which will end. In 3 2 1." She said before she stopped talking.
"I'm having some trouble with my computer and they told me that you were the person to come and see." Oliver said giving her Deadshot's computer. "I was at my coffee shop surfing the web and I spilt a latte on it."
"Really?" she asked him.
"Yeah." He answered.
"'Cause these look like bullet holes." She pointed out.
"My coffee shop is in a bad neighborhood." He lied horribly and she gave him a look. "If there is anything that you can salvage from it, I would really appreciate it."
"Mm-hmm. " She reluctantly agreed, taking the computer and getting started. It took a while before she found what we were looking for. "It looks like blueprints."
"Do you know what of?" I asked her.
"The exchange building." She told us.
"Never heard of it." Oliver told her.
"It's where the Unidac industry's auction is scheduled to take place. I thought you said that was your laptop." She reminded him and I rolled my eyes.
"Yes." Oliver said slowly.
"Look, I don't want to get in the middle of some Shakespearian family drama thing." She told us and he gave her a blank look.
"What?" he asked her.
"Mr. Steele marrying your mom. Claudius, Gertrude Hamlet?" she listed off.
"I didn't study Shakespeare at any of the four schools that I dropped out of." He told her and nodded in agreement.
"He really didn't."
"Mr. Steele is trying to buy Unidac Industries. And you've got a company laptop associated with one of the guys he's competing against." She told us.
"Floyd Lawton." Oliver and I said.
"No. Warren Patel. Who's Floyd Lawton?" she asked us.
"He is an employee of Mr. Patel, evidently." Oliver told her before we left with the building with the bullet ridden computer and a printed blueprint.
"The exchange building is surrounded by 3 towers with eye lines into the building. Lawton could get a kill shot off from virtually anywhere." I said looking at the printed sheet of the blueprints. "Oliver we can't cover the area alone. We're going to need help this time."
That night Oliver and I suited up and went to the police station to wait for our favorite detective. We watched as he walked to his car. He was pulling his keys out when Oliver jumped him, pulling his arm behind his back and slamming him onto the car.
"Ah, you son of a bitch!" Detective Lance said angrily.
"Detective, quiet!" Oliver told him.
"You've got a pair on you, pulling this right outside the police station!" Lance told us.
"Floyd Lawton's the one targeting the buyers interested in Unidac Industries. Interpol calls him "Deadshot" because he never misses. You can look this up after we go." Oliver told him disguising his voice.
"Yeah, and stop chasing you, I two suppose?" Lance asked us
"Chase us all you like Detective, but Warren Patel hired Lawton. We can't be sure who they're targeting, it might be all the buyers, and we can't protect them in a space that big. We need your help." I told him.
"Yeah? Professional help." He said and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Lawton laces his bullets with curare. Tell your men to wear kevlar." I said placing the laptop next to him. Oliver stuck an arrow next to his head and we quickly left the area.
"I'll them to shoot you." He shouted after us.
I walked into the room on Oliver's arm in a. I wore a strapless red dress that stopped midthigh with floral designs going from my bust falling diagonally to my left waist and gold heels. I wore pale white eyeshadow on my eye lids and a light shade of rose in the crease of my eyes accented by black eyeliner and red lipstick.
"You look beautiful." Oliver told me and I smiled at him.
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." I said as we walked down the stairs. We made a beeline towards Walter when Detective Lance stopped us mid stride.
"Well, don't you scrub up nice?" he asked us and we smiled at him.
"Here to support my family." Oliver told him.
"Yeah, me, too, God help me." He said and I smiled at him.
"Thank you." I said before he scoffed at us and we moved to Diggle.
"Dig. Got your eyes open?" Oliver asked him.
"That's what I'm here for, sir. That and answering patronizing questions." He told us and I smiled at him.
"All part of the job description I suppose." I said and he nodded.
"This guy's out of time." Oliver said looking around. "If he's going to do something, it's going to happen before the auction."
"Sir?" Diggle asked looking at him confused.
"We heard the story on the radio." I said covering Oliver's mistake up quickly.
"Oliver. Ashlee." We looked to Walter and left Diggle for Oliver's step-father. "So pleased the two of you were able to attend." He said with a smile on his face.
"Hmm. Walter, the police said that some of the Unidac bidders were murdered. I just think that we should be a little bit more careful. My mother's already lost a husband." Oliver reminded him.
"Well, if Moira shared your concern, she wouldn't have come. And she definitely wouldn't have brought your sister." Walter told us. Oliver was about to say something when he saw his mother and sister and walked towards them instead.
"Him being worried about you is a good thing I believe. He's coming to accept you in his life." I told Walter with a smile. He smiled at me before offering me a flute of champagne. "Thank you.
"I should be thanking you. For your help in keeping him sane." He told me.
"What do you mean?" I asked him confused.
"It probably wasn't easy on the island but you managed to help him through it." He said and I smiled at him.
"No. It wasn't easy. You know Oliver as well as I do but we always managed to find each other if we were ever separated." I said and he smiled at me before taking another drink. We continued talking for a moment when Detective Lance quickly knocked the both of us down before a waiter was shot in the back. Everyone ducked and tried to stay out of the line of fire. Detective Lance escorted Walter and I out and I quickly made my way to the car where I had stashed my suit and quickly found a safe place to change before making my way to where I knew Oliver would be. I used my knives ship into the wall of the building I was climbing and had the hidden knives in my boots and jammed them in the walls. It didn't take me as long as I thought it would to get to the top as Oliver burst through the window. I followed him in and rolled away from the bullets Deadshot was firing at us. Oliver shot at him with his arrows and I threw a few knives at him which he dodged. We hid behind two separate pillars and stared at each other as Deadshot tried to quietly find us. He passed the both of us without seeing us and, once he was far enough in sight, Oliver hit him on the back of his neck. Oliver and I used the bars around us to get him on the ground before climbing them to stay out of his reach. He quickly got up and fired at us again but Oliver wrapped his hands around his neck and pushed him back. Deadshot got out of his grip and kicked him away from him. I quickly jumped on him and we slammed into a table, breaking it in two. Deadshot quickly stood up and aimed at me before Oliver hit him with his bow. Deadshot tried to aim his gun again but everytime he tried Oliver hit him with his bow. Eventually Oliver pinned him to a pillar, using his bow to cut of his air. Deadshot hit his arm then grabbed his arm forcing Oliver's bow away from his throat. I jumped in when Deadshot tried to shoot him and kicked him back. He continued to try and aim at us before he knocked the weapons in our hands down. We quickly went to grab them and hid from him.
"Drop your guns." Oliver ordered.
"I admire your work. Guess you won't be extending me any professional courtesy." Deadshot said.
"We're not in the same line of work." I told him. "Your profession is the murder of the innocent."
"You've taken lives." He told us.
"For the good of others. You're out for yourself." Oliver said. I heard Deadshot scoff before firing at us. When he'd paused Oliver quickly turned and fired an arrow at him. When we heard him fall we turned and walked to him to see an arrow in his eye. He was dead. We heard someone groan behind and went to attack them but were surprised to see Diggle holding an injured arm. We quickly grabbed him and supported him to our destination.
On the island I'd fallen asleep on Oliver only to be woken up by a sword in my face. The man said something in Chinese again before cutting us down. He said one more thing before we crawled out of the net after him.
Oliver and I quickly moved Diggle down the where all our things were hidden and he quickly made the antidote for the poison he'd given me and we gave it to him before waiting. Once Diggle woke up he reached into his jacket and drew his hand away with blood on his fingers. He turned to us as he sat up in confusion. Oliver stood up from his seat and we moved closer to him.
"Hey."