Chapter 8

The Convict

From Central

Part 1

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April 20th, 2011 10:55 PM at Iron Heights Prison

Things at Iron Heights Prison in a word, was pretty much chaos as guards were running everywhere in a panic trying to find a missing prisoner. No one had any idea on how he had managed to do it but do it he had. And with as vicious as the man had been before his incarceration, there was no telling how much worse he was now. Especially if he was looking to gain revenge on the Central City Detective known as Joe West. As the man had been the one responsible for getting him thrown into prison roughly six years ago. Marrick Benson, a glasses wearing skinny bodied man had stalked the streets of Central City with a wire he'd use to choke women. And it didn't matter if they were young or old in his mind as they had to die either way. By the time Detectives Joe West and Fred Chyre had managed to bring him in, the killer had taken the lives of over twenty-five women until Joe had put a bullet in the back of the man's left knee. This and his incarceration had made him focus getting revenge on Joe more then Chyre in the end.

The Warden could be seen in his office with his head in his hands as he was definitely not looking forward to the phone call he was about to make to get the news of Benson's escape to Detective West, but he knew it had to be done. "One can only hope that monster is tracked down before he can kill again..." Muttered the man before picking up the phone and dialing the number needed.

April 21th, 6:15 PM in Little Vibe

After the attack on the Unity Festival by the White Supremacists, Oliver's mother had been insistent on him talking about it to help get past the trauma of it all. Even going so far as to suggest plastic surgery to remove the potential scar he could get from the knife he'd gotten to the side. Along with the other horrible scars on his body. But that had been something he firmly rejected as he felt those scars were a sign of his surviving horrible odds and coming out stronger for it. Moira hadn't been too happy about being told no but he did at least promise to talk about it to pacify her. Even if he did feel there wasn't really anything that needed to be said on the subject. It hadn't taken long for Veller to bring up the subject of the Unity Festival after Oliver had came into his office either.

But talk Oliver did and even told the man that he also just didn't care about the fact he had scars on his body. Something he had neglected to mention to his mother since he wasn't in the mood to deal with her issues over it. But at least he had talked to his therapist so that would get her off his back for awhile. Hopefully a good long while. The archer had even mentioned that he hoped others were just as disgusted by what the White Supremacists were doing after Veller had asked him how he felt about those people. And it was a sentiment the man shared with his patient as what those people were doing truly was disgusting. But thankfully those from the Festival were now behind bars and would hopefully remain that way for a really long time to come.

After their session, Oliver had decided to go Big Belly Burger for a light snack before heading over to Little Vibe to give a helping hand to the areas that needed it after everyone had realized the Festival attackers had also did damage to quite a few buildings on their way to the event. His efforts had gotten the Queen family quite a bit of good press even if it hadn't been what he was aiming for. His sister and his friends had even pitched in from time to time to help out those in Little Vibe and the effect it had on the moral was a positive thing. Something that had made Brian Stalk chokeslam an unfortunate soul to his death from a high distance due to the fury he felt over the whole thing. And it gave him even more reason to target Oliver for a kidnapping to have a word or two with him to show him the error of his ways. The few times the archer had gone shirtless had gave the press a field day as well as they wondered about all his scars and even the tattoo on his shoulder blade.

That bit of press wasn't exactly something Moira had been happy about either but all Oliver did was to tell her to leave it alone now that it was out in the open. After helping out the great people in Little Vibe again, Oliver had made his way home for a shower and some dinner before heading out again. As the news about Marrick Benson had him slightly worried as the man could head this way instead of going to Central City. It wouldn't be until it was close to twelve at night when his worry and paranoia would turn out to be right when a blonde girl with glasses would get attacked. A very familiar blonde girl for that matter too.

Now when Felicity Smoak had gotten off work roughly thirty minutes ago, the last thing she had honestly expected was to get attacked by an escaped killer right as she was walking towards the doors of her apartment building. And she knew that once the guys from the Wheelbound Gang found out, they'd practically be insistent on being her 'guard detail' for a good long while. Though she personally hoped it'd be a good while before they did find out about it. But despite the fact she wasn't expecting it, as really, who comes to expect that sort of thing anyway? It wound up happening to her when a man wearing clothing that looked a bit small on him considering his well built body scared the ever loving crap out of her.

Even going so far as to push her against a wall in the nearby alley so that they wouldn't be disturbed. "Why hello there little pretty girl. Its been so long since I made a girl terrified of me!" Laughed the man and in the poor light Felicity could make out it was the recent escaped convict from Iron Heights who had her!

"Oh God! Please, just let me go and I promise to never talk about this! Like… never ever talk about it." Tried the hacker but the man just laughed again.

"Ohh I don't think so my little pretty. These hands need a good killin' and you're the perfect start!"

Leaving Central to come here had been a damn good idea in Marrick's point of view as he figured that damn Detective would just leave it to the cops here to deal with him. That and the likely chance of his being too busy looking everywhere in the city for him to even think of the possibility of his coming here. Felicity whimpered as she saw him pull out a rope from one of the pockets on his outfit that was clearly stolen. And no doubt the one he stole it from was probably dead too. Giving a prayer for the first time in a long time that was silent, Felicity put on a brave front to try and get away from him by kneeing him in the groin and quickly tried to run. But unfortunately for her, the killer wasn't about to let that deter him and he was quick to pull her to his chest as she started to scream in fear.

"Not nice to hit me there my little pretty! Maybe I should get ya to kiss it and make it all better before I kill ya. What do you think of that idea?"

A shudder escaped the hacker as being anywhere near his… Junk was the last thing she wanted to do! Hell, she'd sooner take being strangled to death before doing that! But then something happened that made the Texan Native wonder if her prayer had brought forth a miracle from the Heavens or if it was simply a matter of being extremely lucky. As Benson suddenly screamed in pain, allowing her to get free of him. And once she had some nice distance between herself and the man, her eyes widened in surprise when she saw a man wielding a freaking bow of all things pointing an arrow at the screaming Benson! Who had himself a nice little arrow sticking out of his back for that matter. I seriously hope this guy isn't gonna use me for target practice!

As Hell, for all she knew the guy was just wanting to hurt her or worse himself instead of Benson! "Marrick Benson… YOU HAVE FAILED THIS CITY!" Came the voice of the bow wielding man even if it was distorted thanks to a voice device and the face mask he had on.

Marrick screamed at him before chucking a bag of trash his way, forcing her savior or otherwise to duck to avoid getting hit by it. This allowed Marrick to get the Hell out of dodge while already planning on how he would love to kill this bastard for interfering with his hunt! The bow wielding man approached Felicity slowly so as not to spook her and asked if she was alright. Which helped to bring her out of the shock she was in. "Huh? What?"

"I asked if you're alright."

"Oh, umm… Yeah. I think, I think so. Yeah."

"Good, now I think its best you get on out of here before something else happens."

Felicity gave a frantic nod to that and took off back to the front of the building and inside it. Once she got in, she quickly put in a call to the police to let them know what happened. While Oliver went onward to see if he could find Marrick again before he could hide himself until the next occasion. A search that would last the archer a good deal of the night before calling it quits to search again later.

Author's Notes: Holy Hot Pockets Batman! A certain Smoak saved just in the nick of time! Which will certainly bring in a certain fella from Central once he hears about it! But does anyone remember really on how Joe's partner Chyre was like before his death in the pilot? All I've been able to find on him is that he's got anger issues. Anyways! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter in Year One!