Starling Welcome Hotel
"You killed his niece," Sara stated flatly, not quite believing what she'd heard. She and Leonard had come to the room flush with triumph, only to find Ray huddled in a ball being comforted by a soot-covered Mick who was in the process of being berated by Stein.
"He broke Ray," Mick replied, unremorseful, "seemed like a fair trade."
"You've killed us all," Leonard interjected caustically.
"What happened, Snart?" Mick mocked, "Lost your moxy when you saw his swords?"
"I want to go home," Ray interrupted.
"Mick, you don't get it. You weren't there," Sara explained, "He was cutting down trained assassins like they were stalks of wheat. He's literally the greatest warrior in the history of the League. What hope do we have now that you've killed his niece?"
"I want to go home," Ray pleaded.
"We could listen to Ray," Mick offered, "Go home. Leave this scummy town with its psychopaths and go back to the town where we're kings."
"You killed his niece Mick," Sara insisted, "I don't think leaving is gonna-" She was interrupted by their phone ringing.
"This is the rooftop suite," She answered the phone.
"Uh, you should leave," the voice of the receptionist nervously answered, "A guy in a very scary panther outfit just walked through the lobby and threatened me to get your key and access to your elevator." He then hung up.
Sara turned to the rest of the group, "It's too late to leave," she announced, "He's here."
The group readied themselves for battle, Sara, Mick, and Leonard arranged around the door, Jax and Rip protecting Kendra, Stein, and Ray. Then they waited.
Suddenly the Panther dropped from a vent above Mick's head, knocking him to the floor.
"Her name was Zoe," Karl Lawton stated, his voice a maelstrom of grief and rage. Slicing Leonard's cold gun in half, he threw him across the room in the next motion.
"She was 14," Karl continued. Meeting Sara, he matched her, baton for katana, until he felt an opening. Then he knocked her out with a well-placed blow with the pommel of a katana.
"She wanted to attend Gotham City University for law" Karl advanced on Jax and Rip. Without breaking stride he deflected Jax's wild rush into the wall, rendering the young safecracker unconscious.
"Never understood why she wanted to go study in the one city more dangerous than Starling" Rip stood his ground, drawing his gun, only for Karl to lay his chest open bare to the bone with a single stroke of his sword.
"Guess she figured the employment prospects were good" Karl picked up Ray by the collar of his shirt, beginning to drag him towards a now moving Mick.
Mick, seeing what Karl was doing, tried to rush him, but as he rose to his feet he was shot in the shoulder.
"A little present from her father," Karl informed him as Mick began to feel weaker and dizzier, "You don't have long for this world, so I'll make this quick." He drew a katana, and laid the edge bare against Ray's neck.
"Please," begged Mick, "Don't do this. Kill me if you want but let him live! Ray had nothing to do with it!"
Karl cocked his head, finally responding in a voice dripping with malice and pain, "Neither did Zoe," and he slit Ray's throat. To Mick it seemed to happen in slow motion, as Ray's body fell to the floor.
Karl walked out the door. Leonard stirred from where he had been tossed, rushing over to his partner, "Mick! We're gonna get you some help. Stay with me."
"Not, not gonna make it," Mick sputtered, "Promise me something Snart."
"Anything," Leonard vowed.
"Promise me you'll leave this cursed city," Mick whispered, "It's what Ray wanted. Don't kill yourself trying to avenge us. Leave this city, leave this life. Marry Sara, and live out the rest of your life in peace."
"I promise," Leonard replied as tears streamed down his cheeks for possibly the first time in his life.
Mick smiled, "You were always the better of us, Leonard. It's been an honor and a privilege being your partner in crime all these years." And the light left the arsonists eyes for the last time. Leonard held him and sobbed as police sirens began to sound in the distance.
Starling City Cemetery
Two brothers stood in front of a grave.
Oliver Queen approached the two figures. They were both dressed in street clothes. Karl had a leather jacket with the hood up and a scarf covering the lower half of his face while Floyd was dressed in a long-sleeved shirt. Without their weapons and armour the two brothers seemed almost normal.
"I trust you'll find the terms of the contract met," Karl stated hollowly once Oliver got close enough to hear, "Ms. Lance is unharmed and the Legends are preparing to leave the city."
"I was sorry to hear about Zoe," Oliver replied.
"She didn't deserve this end," Floyd lamented solemnly, "She was supposed to be better, to transcend our ways."
"Her mother wouldn't let us attend the funeral," Karl informed Oliver, "She blamed us for her death, and rightfully so. What are you doing here Detective Queen?"
"I was laying flowers for Felicity," Oliver explained, "I've got one more, if you want to lay it by Zoe's grave," and he proffered a single rose to Floyd who took it.
"Thank you," Deadshot responded, before kneeling to set it by his daughter's grave.
"So what now?" Oliver asked.
"I don't know," Karl returned.
Across the cemetery two other figures were standing in front of graves.
"So the team is being disbanded," Sara stated.
"Mick's dying wish was for me to leave this city and this life," Leonard replied.
Sara sighed, "So what now?"
Leonard got on one knee, "Sara Lance, will you marry me?"
"About damn time," she smiled, nodding her affirmative so many times she thought her head was going to fall off. He swept her up in a kiss.
"Well I kept getting interrupted. Besides the other part of Mick's wish was that I marry you and settle down, so now seemed like an appropriate time to honor it."
"So what do you think," Sara grinned mischievously, "A bungalow in Central City?"
"Ughh," Leonard groaned, "I don't know if I'm ready to go that suburban."
"Leonard Snart," she grinned, "You are the only person that could make me laugh after a funeral."
"Well," he smiled, "It's gonna be part of my husbandly duties now, so get used to it."
