The streets were relatively quiet this late at night. The revellers had gone home for the night, and with the soldiers patrolling the streets as well, you'd have to be mad to try something. Roy snorted, Bruce Wayne was just the sort of mad man to try something like this. Since the Green Lantern invasion, the King had stepped up protection for the city, and the entire kingdom. He'd also named Roy as his chief security person, and as such Roy spent a lot of time roaming the streets, dressed in his red arrow costume, ensuring the people of his adopted home were safe. As he perched on a tower, he sighed. Since the Green Lantern war, Jon had been quite different, more withdrawn, less amiable, and quicker to snap. He was admired and feared and loved by his subjects for protecting them, but Roy suspected that the things he'd had to do to protect the city and the people were beginning to weigh on him.

Roy shook his head, there was nothing he could do about that, apart from be there for his friend. Both he and Jaime had agreed that that was what they would do. He jumped down from the tower and walked the streets, nodding at the odd bar tender or two that he saw. They nodded and shut their doors. Everything was quiet and peaceful, though Roy was always alert. There had been rumours that something was coming for them, and Caitlin had seemed convinced she'd been followed. Roy smirked a little. Jonathan always acted like a little boy when he was with Caitlin, it was quite cute. Caitlin seemed the one person who was able to get him to talk and for that Roy was grateful, it was good to see Jonathan act his age and not be a fucking old man all the time.

He saw one of the soldiers stop, and peer around a corner, Roy moved toward him and as he did, he saw the soldier fall, his throat slashed. Roy called out an order, and soon four other soldiers were with him. they moved to where the soldier had fallen. Roy was about to bend down when he heard a roar. He looked up and managed to dodge as a cheetah came at him. He turned and knocked his bow, he released an arrow, then another, then another. the arrows caused Cheetah to move away. "What the hell?" Roy murmured to himself. He couldn't think too much about that, for another villain came then. Shuffling forward, an umbrella in his hand, Oswald Cobblepot moved toward Roy. Roy didn't bother waiting, he knocked his arrows and unleashed them one after the other. Cobblepot fell down dead. It was then that Roy gathered what they were after. "Move to the palace, send the third and fourth regiments back to the gates. And get the fifth and sixth regiments in place." Roy barked out.

His orders were passed down the chain of command, and he moved down the street, firing out arrows where he could. He hit down three gorillas, what the actual fuck! And kept moving. It seemed the villains of Arkham were moving toward them now. He took out Firefly before he could light up. Then there was Anarky. The palace gates were coming into view, Roy watched in horror as the regiments were gutted by Cheetah, and by Bane. He knocked his arrows and fired at them, instead of hitting his intended targets, they hit other lesser villains, more gorillas. "Where the fuck is Grodd?" Roy mumbled to himself. He heard a scream, and turned. "Laurel." He whispered.

Black Siren bowed. "The one and the same."

"I thought you were locked up. How did you get out?" Roy asked, preparing to knock another arrow.

"Oh you know, I have friends. My family might have abandoned me, but they haven't." Laurel replied.

Roy looked at the girl he had once seen as a sister and asked. "You're really going to side with these people? Laurel come on, you're better than this."

Laurel snarled. "You didn't think that before, when you encouraged Oliver to lock me up. You didn't speak up for me when Dinah left me and decided to side with Sara. You know what Sara is, you know how dangerous she has become. Yet you sided with her over me. I'm sorry Roy, but you made your choice, and so have I."

Roy sighed. He released his arrow. Laurel knocked it away with her screams. She directed them at him next, forcing him back against the wall. As she went to scream again, he ran, moving as quickly as he could. He turned into an alley. "Lead her away from the palace." He murmured to himself. In his comms he whispered. "Thea I'm going to need some back up here. And tell the King that he's needed." Thea replied in affirmative, and he kept running. Eventually he stopped, released three arrows that pinned Laurel to the wall. "Why are you here? What do you want?" He demanded.

Laurel laughed. "Your King's girlfriend has something we want. She has the equation that could well change everything and end Superman's regime of tyranny before it becomes too much."

"Who sent you? Batman would never use criminals." Roy said.

"Oh the bat didn't send us, though he considered it. No, we've got a much better leader, and someone who can't be killed." Laurel replied.

"Who?" Roy demanded.

Thea's voice crackled over the speaker. "Roy you've got to get out of there, it's a trap. Roy, I repeat get out of there!"

Roy looked around, then he looked up and swore. "Shit." He started moving as bullets began raining down on him, Deadshot, how had he forgotten about that cunt? He kept going, ducking and dodging, releasing the odd arrow when he could. His back was against the palace gates, when another figure emerged. A speedster.

"Sorry Mr Harper, but your death is necessary." The man's hand started vibrating, Roy struggled to move, and when the hand went into his chest he groaned. He heard someone screaming, but couldn't do anything.