Sarah's POV
Ever since she returned from the island things had been different. Robert had asked her to save the city. A notebook had been given to her with names of people. People who were poisoning the city.
So she took up the name Canary. With skills she learned from Slade Wislon before he went insane. She started going after names. Some she killed. Others she stole from. Each had done terrible things.
It was only thanks to scent blockers and a wig that people didn't recognize her. Being a local celebrity made animoity extremely difficult. As an omega it would have been easier to find her if they had known for a fact thats what she was.
A week ago she had gained a helper in her quest. An African American alpha male by the name of John Diggle. By his request she called him Diggle.
He had joined her team after she had saved his life. It was rough at first. He didn't like that she stuck to the list. Now they had a semblance of a partnership. She took on the list and anyone else who came up.
The one thing that remained constant was her once a week meetings with her father. No matter what they were doing they had lunch once a week. Tuesday was this week's day and it was her turn to bring lunch for them.
Despite their busy schedules both of them made the effort. No matter what case her father was working on. Or what criminal Sarah was looking to bring in as the vigilante. They always met up on Tuesdays for lunch.
When she got in there it seemed all hell had broken loose. Her father was barking orders to members of the force. Hilton was shouting something into a phone. Whatever had happened spooked both men. That was not an easy thing to do.
She walked up to her father's desk as he finished saying," Those your orders. Hit the streets and find them."
"Yes, sir!"
When Quentin turned to her his brown eyes softened. It made him look exhausted. Like the whole world was on his shoulders.
He said," Oliver Queen and his doctor was kidnapped just outside the precinct."
Oh, Ollie. She had been unable to go to his return dinner the night before. She had been scouring the city looking for the missing killer. Laurel had gone. When she returned she had been badly shaken. Oliver was not the same boy who had disappeared. According to Laurel he was colder. She described him as being like a soldier who had just returned from war. What kind of person would kidnap someone who just came back?
Her mind immediately returned to the man who had broken out of the mental health clinic. With no leads on him. It was perfectly reasonable to think he could have done this. It didn't fit the profile though.
She had John Diggle her partner that was an alpha doing research on him. He was trying to find someone back in the army that knew him.
When Sarah had first returned from the island. Her thoughts were only for the list. The list the Robert Queen Oliver's father had given her. Just before he killed himself on the life raft. He had asked to save the city. By that time Oliver had been gone for two years.
She had met John at Big Belly Burger. While they hit it off she didn't really have anymore thoughts on the man. Then Deadshot had almost killed him and she was forced to reveal her secret.
At first Diggle had not accepted what she did. His main issue was that she killed. Things were beginning to change. The Canary as they called her only had to threaten most of the time. Yes she would kill when necessary but only when necessary.
She found it funny that her father was on the task force to apprehend her. Not that they would ever get the chance. She had been trained by the best.
With Olivier missing however. Things were about to get complicated. If the escaped mental patient they would need to find him first. There was a chance Oliver was with him. From there they would need to continue the search if not.
Quentin said breaking her from her thoughts," I'm sorry, Sarah. I can't have lunch. Let's try for dinner tonight. I have to find Queen before he gets himself killed."
She handed her father the bag as she said with a fake smile," Of course dad. I'll call you later."
He nodded absentmindedly. She left the precinct after that. Once she was a good distance away she dialed Diggle's number.
He picked up on the second ring," Diggle."
She said," John we have a problem. I'm on my way back to the lair."
Her lair was an old Queen factory. When she and Thea decided they wanted to open a club Moira had helped them. It was still under construction but the underground worked for what they wanted.
It took her ten minutes to reach the soon to be club. Diggle was where she expected him to be. At the computers. When she entered he looked up a frustrated frown marring his features.
He inquired," What happened now?"
Her answer surprised him," Someone has kidnapped Oliver Queen."
Diggle groaned," As if our job wasn't complicated enough."
Oliver's POV
Groggily he came to. It only took half a second to remember what happened. Then his Medusa training kicked in.
If one is kidnapped they first need to assess their situation. Without alerting their captors to the fact that they are awake. So he did.
The first thing he noticed was that his hands were ziptied to the chair. That was good. He could easily get out of zipties.
The next thing he noticed was that he wasn't alone in the room. There was a familiar scent of Doctor Panov. If he wanted to get out of here he would have to save the doctor as well as himself. Great.
Opening his eyes slightly he noticed he was in some kind of warehouse. A large steel door was between him and leaving. Turning his head to the side he saw a window. It was too small for him or the doctor to get through.
He slumped forward his eyes completely shut as he heard sounds outside his door. Pretending to still be unconscious he heard indistinct voices. One sounded like it was giving orders to another. Then the door opened with a loud screech. An unexpected sound reached him. It was the sound of a taser.
That was the last thought before all thoughts left him. Pain courses through him as the taser was pressed into his abdomen. His eyes shot open and three gasps followed.
One man said," Queen's eyes are supposed to be blue. What the hell is that?"
That man was the one who held the taser. He was a skinny man with a rabbit mask. Two others stood behind him. Both skinny. Both had animal masks. One was a wolf and the other was a fox. Easy enough to distinguish.
Even though he could break free and kill them he waited. First he wanted to know what they wanted. Then he would get out.
Finally the taser was taken away. He gasped in pain but did little else. There was very little that would make him cry out anymore. Medusa had taken care of that.
Rabbit mask said," Mr. Queen wake up. I have questions that you will answer."
So they wanted answers. Well too bad for them. He had been through worse than they could ever do to him.
Wolf asked," Where were you for the last seven years? Did you have any contact with you father before he died?"
That's what they wanted to know? About his father? He and his father weren't close since he was ten. Even before he left. There was always a wall between them. Oliver had known something happened but not what. Now he didn't particularly care.
Oliver grinned as he responded as a true Medusan," My father and I didn't speak before I left. Or during the time I was gone. For where I was. I was in a place that makes this look like a vacation."
All three men looked at each other in disbelief. Fox asked in disbelief," Can you believe this guy? What could be worse for you playboy? You're tied to a chair."
Oliver had just broken the bonds. He had all the information he needed. Who they were working for could come later. He had to get the doctor out of here.
Holding up his free hands he grinned. This would be interesting. The one with a taser tried to stun him. Using his right hand he pushed away the taser. Then he grabbed the wrist to keep it from coming back.
Pressing the nerve bundle in the wrist he saw the taser drop. Once it was on the floor he kicked it away. While the rabbit masked man he pulled him towards him. The msn stumbled forward. This gave Oliver the chance to grab the other around the throat. It was a tight choke hold. If Oliver wanted to he could easily break Rabbit's throat.
Oliver's attention was slightly diverted by sounds coming from outside. Someone was attacking the place. It was too soon to be the police. Could it be the vigilante he had heard about?
No matter he would get Panov and himself out. With or without the vigilante's help. He wasn't sure if he wanted it. From what little he heard she only went after the rich. Which he was.
He growled at the others," Back off or I'll break his neck."
Both men exchanged glances before taking a step forward. It seemed they didn't care what happened to the rabbit. Or they thought he was bluffing. One even pulled out a knife. Calling it a knife was a bit much however.
Following through on his threat he gave a sharp twist of rabbit's neck. A sharp crack filled the air. As soon as he let go of the body it crumpled to the ground. Lifeless.
The other two only stared in stunned shock. Using it to his advantage he grabbed the knife wielders wrist. He twisted it counter clockwise. This caused the bones to grind together and the fingers to release the knife.
Catching the knife Oliver pulled the Wolf masked man towards him. He hissed into the other's ear," Who hired you? If you lie to me, I'll slit your throat."
It was no longer Oliver speaking but Delta. There was a reason why no one in Medusa would mess with him. They were all too afraid of what he was capable of.
Anything that would have been said was interrupted by the door opening. A woman in bleach blond hair came bursting in. In her hands was a bowstaff. Their eyes met and Oliver immediately recognized her. It was Sarah Lance. Interesting.
She took in the scene then hit the remaining man in the head. The man in the fox mask crumpled to the ground.
She said her voice through modulator making it rough," Let him go Mr. Queen. It's over you are safe now."
Oliver pushed the Wolf masked man away. He hit the man in the back of the head. Wolf mask crumpled to the ground.
Ignoring his once friend in favor of checking on Panov. Panov's heartbeat was smooth and normal. The tranquilizers were still in the others system.
He cut the man's bonds and caught him as he fell. He stuck the knife into his pocket. Picking up the good doctor he moved towards the door. Standing there was Sarah Lance. She was watching him with a strange look. It was mostly hidden by the mask that she wore.
Oliver said," Vigilante I am not looking for trouble."
She said cocking his head to the side," Mr. Queen I heard you were kidnapped. It seems you have it covered."
He said calmly," I had training before. Seems like you have as well. Are you going to kill me like the others?"
She shook her head as she replied," I'm not here to kill you, Mr. Queen. I am here to rescue you."
She threw him a burner phone and said," Call the police."
With that she was gone. Unsurprisingly he felt that he would keep her secret. After all who would believe him if he told people who she was. It only took him a moment to call the police. Then five minutes later they arrived.
Panov was beginning to come around by that time. Oliver had rolled him onto his side. Depending on the drug they had used it could cause the man to vomit. Given the man was his doctor Oliver didn't think it would be a good idea for him to allow the other to choke.
When the police arrived they cleared the building. Oliver had put himself and Panov in a room away from the bodies. The masked men that were still alive. Only two of them. Were ziptied and unconscious.
Two paramedics looked him over while the others treated Panov. The psychiatrist woke up groggily half way through and began to spout off questions. Oliver watched in amusement as what happened dawned on the older man.
Panov almost jumped out of the ambulance to try and find him. It was only his own quick thinking that prevented it. For a psychiatrist the doctor didn't think things through. It did feel good that the man's first reaction was to find him. Since joining Medusa few cared that much. Fewer still first thoughts would be of him. His own men would have thought Delta can take care of himself. Upon seeing him sitting up and fine the doctor allowed for his own treatment.
He was just released by the paramedics when Detective Lance and Hilton arrived. Both men looked weary. It was the same weariness that was in his own stance.
Lance said," Four bodies and two unconscious men. What happened in there?"
Oliver replied truthfully," When I came to I was ziptied to a chair. Voice could be heard outside the room. Panov was in a similar position next to me. Three men entered. They were wolf, fox, and the rabbit masked men. Rabbit tasered me in an effort to wake me up. Then began asking about where I was. If I had any contact with my father before he died."
For a moment he paused. Questions went through his mind. Why would he have had contact with his father? Their falling out had hit him hard when he was younger. To this day he didn't know what had caused it.
Shaking his head he continued," I broke the bonds that tied me to the chair. After forcing the rabbit masked man to drop the taser I grabbed him around the throat. I... I was forced to break his neck."
Again he had to stop. If there was one sound that would never leave him. It was the sound of a neck breaking.
Lance nodded his voice softer not as gruff as before," What happened then? How were you able to call us?"
His eyes glazed over as he said," A woman with white blond hair. Almost like it had been bleached comes in. She knocks out Fox mask but I have captured the Wolf masked. I have a knife after his throat. She tells me to put it down. At first I don't want to. The threat isn't over until all enemies are dead. It was only thanks to the doctor in the room that I kept my senses. I wasn't in the forest any longer. This man wanted information. Not my life."
Lance said quietly but asseetively," Enough. I think we have all we need here."
Hilton nodded. In a low voice he asked," It's the vigilante isn't it?"
Lance nodded and they moved out of his hearing range. An obvious dismissal. So he went to check on Panov.
He asked," How is he?"
It was Panov who answered in a typical fashion," I'm fine. How are you, Mr. Queen? I know you didn't just get rescued. You fought."
"Oliver."
Hazel eyes blinked," What?"
Taking a deep breath he solidified his decision. Then said," Call me Oliver."
Fear of rejection went through him. This was the turning point between him and the doctor. If the man could be trusted he would take it. If he couldn't it would be thrown back in his face.
Panov said a smile crossing his face," Morris or Mo if you like. That's what Alex and my friends call me."
Nodding carefully he tried the name," Morris," it felt awkward in his mouth. He had been used to calling the man Panov. Or doctor depending on his mood.
He tried again," Mo," it felt better this time. Thats what he would call him. Mo.
Lance comes back and says," We have everything we need. I'll keep you both informed. For now Hilton..."
The other detextile interrupted," Oh no Quentin. You told her to back off you can deal with her. You take them back to Queen manor."
Oliver felt like his jaw had hit the floor. Lance told him mother to back off. Did the detective have a death wish?
Lance glared but after a moment sighed," Fine but you get the reports."
Oliver had to bite back a laugh. There wasn't a man in the world that would pick an angry Queen over reports. Not a single one.