December 9th 2013
I swear it's felt like hours I've been watching this place after following that van this morning from the clinic. I ended up near a beach with an abandoned building with that van parked out front for hours and some poor sod struggling inside as I slipped into the second floor entrance up in the rafters and stuck to the shadows. It clicked where I'd seen this place before after I went inside, the chair in the middle being a rather obvious clue that this is where Roy got his superpowers. However, Roy wasn't here, instead it was some random person, looked to be off the street in heavily torn clothes. They were about to inject the man with some sort of green vile when the arrow came down and stopped it, the guy in the demon mask being knocked backward and the syringe falling out of his hands and skidding across the floor.
I grabbed the chili bombs I'd prepped after I broke into the clinic and kept moving behind the various shelves and crates, rolling across open spaces when there were pauses in the fighting. From what I could remember, Oliver got hurt pretty bad and nearly died here, so I had to be ready to distract the uber before he could do serious harm. But first, I came up behind demon mask and put him in a choke hold while applying pressure to his carotid artery in a crude approximation of a vulcan nerve pinch. His body went limp fairly quick, so I released him and tied his thumbs together with zip ties before snagging one of the green vials and slipping it into my coat, nabbing the nearby syringe while I was at it.
Sneaking around again, I released the guy in the chair just before The arrow was sent flying towards me, causing me to duck out of the way, the guy falling on the floor. I couldn't worry about him though because the uber focused his full attention on me now, with mask guy having somehow gotten out of his bonds already and escaped "grok!" I shouted before rolling out of the way of his charge, the Arrow coming to after the uber charged me a second time. This time I was ready as I threw one of my pepper bombs right at his face, his hand coming up to slap it away, not knowing that would trigger it due to it being made of paper and designed to turn into a cloud of pain and irritation on impact. "Not as good as tear gas, but that's not normal chili powder, it's made from dried Habanero peppers, guaranteed to disorient and debilitate even the strongest idiot on the other end of it." I smirked before ducking out of the way of a wild swing and rolled again before the vigilante shot him in the back of the leg, then his foot, pinning him down.
Tears streamed from his face as his eyes practically glowed red from the chili powder as he glared at the arrow, his full attention focused on the vigilante, while I tried my best to escape back to hiding and waiting in case Oliver needed more help. The guy literally ripped the arrows out of his legs as he charged at his original target, I quickly started taking stock of the handful of chili bombs I had left before I noticed the uber's legs starting to heal fairly rapidly. Great, he's got a healing factor, just what I needed, a knockoff wolverine without Hugh Jackman to make it cool. Suddenly Oliver was thrown through several crates just missing a shelf and ending up next to me, the uber still feeling around and struggling with the partial blindness he'd been given in the semi-dark factory. Propping up the vigilante and checking his pulse I quickly realized he was out cold, likely with a concussion given the impact, and I wasn't equipped to fight the uber, so I grabbed Oliver and dragged him out of the factory before escaping into a nearby warehouse and moving to an over-watch position near the door in case more uber goons showed up with a loud roar echoing through the area before I heard the heavy footsteps move away.
I sat there for hours waiting for the Arrow to wake up. When he finally did, he was clearly not happy given his body language as it spoke of anger, fear, frustration, he obviously was concerned as well. "Do you know how stupid that was going in there?" I slumped my shoulders, letting go of the tension I'd been holding in, praying he woke up. "Of course I do, why do you think I had chili bombs ready? I wasn't going to fight him, escape? Sure, but not fight him." he paused, taking stock of that thought process. "Look you weren't able to do much to him either right?, the guy has a healing factor, penetrating weapons won't do much of anything to him, not enough dps." "I'm trained to fight people like him, you're not!" he countered before his whole frame relaxed. "Mr hood, sir, look, I want this stuff to stop just as much as you do, and I'm new to the area, so I don't know the city as well as you do either, but I just can't stand by and watch people get hurt, killed even, by what, some psycho with a super soldier fetish?" I felt a bit heated at the implication that I wasn't able to fight back, but he wasn't wrong either, still when up against stronger opponents you need to fight smart and out think them.
We sat there in silence while I kept my ears open for intruders before I heard what I thought was john and someone else quickly running up to the warehouse, so I ducked into the shadows further back. "Oliver! Are you ok?!" "I'm fine, I got my ass handed to me, but I'm fine" John helped him up and they made their way out the door. While I made my own escape out the back I noticed John Diggle sparing a glance towards me as I escaped out another door hoping I didn't just make things worse for myself.
