"Oliver there's reports of a disturbance down near QC."

"I'm on it! Roy, back me up…"

"On my way," Roy grunted, his modified voice ringing out around the dark night as he brought down his opponent with a single swing of his bow, the hard metal connecting with the man's jaw eliciting a painful scream from him as he collapsed falling in a heap on the damp concrete under him.

"Talk to me Felicity!" Oliver pants out parkouring through the city roofs, having foregone his bike to rush ahead to the address that was not too far away from his current location, his arms and legs carrying him effortlessly forward, his body absorbing the force of his landings as he jumped from one roof to another.

"It seems to be a group fight, the police scanner is buzzing madly…probably a few executives who had a few too many," she quips at the end. The tapping of fingers at lightning speed fills his ears as Felicity searches the city grids, her eyes flying over her monitors in time with the real time footage now streaming from CCTV's and traffic cameras around the area on the multiple screens in front of her. Satellite images pop up as she continues, "It seems intense I'm zooming in now…maybe we can get a hit off of facial recognition."

"Roy where are you?"

"Fifteen minutes away…"

"Make it ten!"

"Oliver! Stop!" Felicity exclaims suddenly bringing a halt to Oliver's quick gait in the middle of a low roof.

"What? Why? Felicity what's going on?"

"It's….It's my father. My father and the League…it looks like there's a sword fight in play and whoever it is he's fighting is losing badly" Felicity replies, her fingers tapping incessantly over the keyboard trying to get a look at her father's opponents face "…wait it's not just someone…it's Malcom Merlyn!"

"Is Thea with him?" Oliver asks picking up his pace again, jumping from the roof he was on to the alleyway below crossing the street and latching onto a nearby escape to make his way to a roof.

"Yes Oliver she's there and it looks like she's in trouble too, you need to hurry…you aren't too far anyways…take the next right and go straight along the 10th, another right and you'll be there."

"What about me?" Roy asks, his voice muffled from behind his helmet.

"Take the left ahead of you and another left, there's an alley there that leads straight to QC. As soon as you cross it take a right and you'll be there."

"Got it!"

"Keep talking Felicity…what's happening?"

"Malcolm is losing, epically…but it's Thea I'm worried about…"

"Why? What's happening?"

"She's holding her own for now but it doesn't seem like it would last long. She needs you Oliver."

"I'm there."

"I see you," Felicity whispered back watching as the green leather clad figure of Oliver jumped into the middle of the ring his bow held up, arrow at the ready, his commanding voice reverberating in the empty parking lot, the office bees long returned to the sanctity of their homes, bringing a halt to all those surrounding the fighting figures of her father and Malcolm Merlyn as he focused on Thea and her opponent who was now effortlessly overpowering her. The sound of metal against metal rang around the silent night, the men battling with swords, dancing around each other. Her eyes danced between the fighting duo of her father and Merlyn and watched as Oliver intervened in the other, his elbow connecting hard with the back of the man's head disorienting Thea's opponent long enough for her to knock the man out with an uppercut.

His bow up arrow nocked and aimed Oliver turned, his eyes landing on Ra's and Merlyn. He watched frozen, fascinated to a degree as Ra's struck his nemesis, drawing blood from the side of Merlyn's face, a part of his ear falling at the leaders feet. Stepping on the flesh Ra's' face took on a devilish sneer, pivoting he slashed his sword at his traitor's leg, the sound of flesh ripping apart at his actions delighting him further as he felt the metal hitting bone. Drawing his sword back he let his anger at the actions of the man before him take over his body thrusting the blade through Malcolm Merlyn's side, an animalistic growl escaping the confines of his chest in victory.

Thea's angry wail mixed in harshly with Ra's shout of victory finally thawing Oliver out of his stupor, his legs working he stepped in to interfere before his sister could, his arrow at the ready he bellowed, "Stop right now!"

The chilling laughter that Ra's directed towards him sent shivers down Felicity's spine as the sound echoed through the speakers in the silent and empty basement lair. "You little boy, you dare to command me!" Ra's cackled in his deep voice, his followers joined him in his guffaws as they watched Malcolm Merlyn struggle to stay up on his two feet.

"No I don't. All I'm asking is for you to stop this madness, if not for anyone else then for your daughter."

"How dare you?" Ra's growled, all hints of his previous glee vanishing, cold unadulterated anger reflecting in his eyes as his face turned impassive, "Just because she believes in you and your crusade," he started, his voice gravelly and low, "doesn't give you the right to ask anything of me in the name of my daughter, Arrow. One day soon, she will realize what a waste you are. She will see that you are nothing but a coward, a man nothing more than a mask, nothing more than the crusade he so clings to and that day, that day she will finally give up the romantic notions she has built around you. You are no hero Arrow! And what's more? You are no man either!"

The larger man's words resonated inside him knocking the air out of his lungs, awakening his insecurities, his biggest fears once again from where they had laid rest, from where he had buried them seven feet deep never to see the light of day again, but just like his past they came crawling back out, the call of the assassin's words too strong for them to resist.

"Oliver…" Felicity whispered, her voice shaking lightly "Would you please pass the comm. to my father?"

"Fe…"

"Please Oliver, now."

Clearing his throat Oliver dropped his arm his bow held low, morphing his features into and impassive wall not unlike the man before him, he watched lips pursed a smirk grow on Ra's Al Ghul's face, obviously assuming victory. The confusion that he saw taking over the other man's face as he handed his Bluetooth to him was more comforting than he thought possible.

"Father," his daughter's voice rang out in Ra's' ears, "I want you to come meet me, Oliver will bring you here," Felicity spoke, her voice emotionless unwilling to give away the true nature of the state of her heart, to let the searing pain she had felt at her father's words show.

"Talia…"

"Father, please."

His eyes turned up to meet the masked eyes of the man he knew his daughter to be in love with, a slight nod his only indication that he will do as asked, knowing his daughter was watching. His insides burned in anger realizing that his daughter may yet again choose this man over him. His bloodied weapon held firmly in his hands he stepped into the Arrow's face, his expression murderous placing Oliver's Bluetooth back in his open palms he growled, "You are the reason he slipped away yet again Arrow," his eyes diverted a moment to where Merlyn had stood not a moment ago directing the green hooded man's gaze along with him, "and the day he hurts more innocent lives," Ra's continued looking back into Oliver's eyes, his expression icy, "I will rejoice, as the hurt that he causes from this day onward will be on your shoulders and your shoulders alone."

He stepped away once again, his gaze sweeping over Starling City's resident hero, "Your insistence on being righteous has done nothing but hurt and I look forward to the day that it destroys you. Now take me to my daughter."

"Oliver!" Felicity exclaimed as she rushed up to him stopping just a breath away, her hands rising to caress his cheek as she gazed into his eyes, gauging and analyzing, knowing her father's words affected him more than he let show.

"Hey I'm ok," he replied quietly, his hands moving up to clutch onto hers, returning her gaze with a determined one of his own.

"Yeah we'll see about that," She replied with an unimpressed look, her frown disappearing as she looked behind him, her hands still holding his face between her palms, "but for now…" she stepped away, her hands falling to cross below her breasts as she turned her body and glared unflinchingly at the imposing figure of her father, his company of eight standing sentry behind him, "والد(Father)."

"بلديتاليا(My Talia)" Ra's stepped forward into the cold basement, his arms open and lips spread in a thin smile to greet his youngest. Felicity though stood stock still, lips pursed, arms folded, and her eyes narrowed further as she regarded the man in front of her.

"What were you thinking?" She bit out with gritted teeth after a moment of uncomfortable silence as Ra's dropped his arms.

"Talia?"

"You could have seriously hurt Thea…"

"I wasn't…"

"But your man was!" Felicity exclaimed, her arms flying up in the air in a gesture of exasperation.

"I don't think I will ever get over the sight of Felicity berating the great and terrifying Ra's Al Ghul," Roy muttered from the corner of the lair to a smirking Diggle at his side, earning himself a snigger in confirmation from the former soldier.

"Talia my dear…"

"Father, you promised me. You promised me that you won't hurt Thea in your hunt for Malcolm Merlyn…"

"Things happen, you know that. Anyways it was the girl who entered the fight, we were just answering," Ra's waved it away, irritated.

"Couldn't you or your men have answered in a more mellowed way? She almost got killed!"

"You're overreacting my dear…"

"No father, overreacting would have been me cleaning off any and every bank account and disbanding any business that you and the League own. But me trying to talk to you is not overreacting," Felicity exclaimed stepping into her father's space, her fingers ascending to pinch the bridge of her nose as she attempts calm herself down. "You know very well by now why I really left all those years ago," she starts once again in a softer voice, her eyes loosing the anger they once held replaced by a sense of sadness, "I never agreed with your methods, your mission. You may have always wanted to save the world but your methods to do so never settled well with me but father what I have always admired the most about you is your insistence to never hurt an innocent no matter what the situation. Thea is innocent, she hasn't hurt or killed anyone in cold blood nor will she, and today a member of the League broke your one and most important rule, and you are telling me things happen? Isn't that exactly why you're hunting Malcolm Merlyn down?!"

"If that is what you're concerned about, no need my darling," Ra's replied, his posture relaxing, his hands finding themselves perched on his daughters shoulders squeezing softly in reassurance, "I will punish him. He and the others were explicitly ordered not to hurt the girl but only distract her if she engages…"

"No, I'll do it," Felicity replies suddenly, her eyes turning hard preparing to stare down her father.

"Talia…"

"Who was it?

"Felicity…" Oliver steps towards her, surprised by her sudden declaration, a frown creasing his forehead as he tried to make sense of what was going on in the blonde IT genius's head.

"Father…"

"Kyle, Kyle Abbot," Ra's sighs out.

"Hmm," Felicity walks around her father, the man's arms falling to his sides, he turns to watch his daughter's progress with interested. Ignoring the disbelieving looks being sent by her teammates, Felicity calls her voice hard just as her father had once taught her, "Mr. Abbot, would you follow me please?"

The sound of heavy panting rang through the empty house, the small imperceptible grunts of pain he couldn't hold back, too not masked well as the large man lay on his side, his blood weaving its way through the fine threads of the intricately carved red Persian rug under him. Delicate hands worked on him, stitching up the bloody mess his side, face and leg looked to be.

"We should really be going to the hospital for this. What if something important was nicked or…or cut. You could be bleeding on the inside and I won't be able to do anything about it!" The young girl exclaimed frantically, her hands shivering minutely as she worked the needle through the flesh of the man, pulling the thread taut before looping it around once again.

"I'm fine," Malcolm grunted out impatiently.

"How can you tell, you can't even see this!" Thea spoke irritated.

"Actually I already did…"

"And what makes you sure that what you saw is how it is, without MRI's, X-rays and whatever the doctors do in such situations? How do you not have a doctor on your payroll for these kinds of things? You have people for everything else!"

"I do. But he's…away. On business."

"What business?" Thea gritted out bitterly finishing stitching up his leg and moving up to his side.

"Thea would you just…"

"Yeah, yeah...sorry dad," Thea snarked. "By the way you should know I believe strongly that you will be limping for the rest of your life."

"So what did you do?" Roy rushed to her side eagerly his voice quiet searching for answers.

"What do you mean?" Felicity asked nonchalantly.

"The Kyle guy. He never came back in with you. What did you do to him?"

"Oh him! Well…" Felicity stalled drawing out the last word as she cut a straight line back to the safety of her chair in front of her computers.

"Oh come on…tell me, what did you do? Did you hang him upside down from somewhere and beat him until he begged you to stop, or did you…"

"Roy," Felicity interrupted amusedly before he could continue, "Should I be worried about this violent streak of yours?"

"Oh come on, tell me please," he nearly whined.

"You really want to know," Felicity said her voice serious.

"Yes I do."

"All of us do," Oliver joined in Diggle and Sara by his side, he looked questioningly at Felicity, his arms hanging by his sides as he came closer and stood beside her chair.

"What do you think I did Oliver?"

"Honestly I'm surprised you even offered, so I'm not sure what to expect, all I know it isn't all Roy is making it up to be."

"And you Mr. Queen would be right in thinking so. If you really want to know…"

"Yes…Yes we do. Now please spill," Roy interrupted impatiently, his eagerness dripping from every pore of his body.

"I gave him my shopping list," Felicity shrugged turning back to her computers.

"What?!" Roy exclaimed in incredulity, bringing a sudden halt to Felicity's renewed tapping against her keyboard, she turned her chair around once again to see Roy looking at her disbelievingly while Oliver, Diggle and Sara stood shaking their heads in fond amusement. "You did what? You gave him your shopping list? Are you serious right now?" Roy continued his voice raising an octave higher with each word.

"Yep that's what I did," Felicity smiled blindingly at the young man tilting her head at him as she challenged him silently to continue.

"And your dad doesn't have a problem with that?" Roy asked his incredulity not abating even a little.

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him…where is he and his band of merrymen anyways? I was gone for maybe five minutes…"

"Yeah what's with that? You should have been back long before you did if all you gave him for punishment is your shopping list?" Roy grumbled.

"I had to maintain a front…and it's not just a shopping list. It's the ultimate torture device for men."

"Right…" Roy drew out the word, his tone belying his skepticism.

"Do you know how fierce of a man Kyle Abbot is? Some even think he is immortal because of his uncanny ability to come out alive out of any and every situation, no matter what injuries he's sustained, he always survives. And he's fiercely loyal, one of the reasons he is so important to my father. They even call him 'The Demons Hound'. How embarrassing and frustrating do you think it is for a man like that to go buy tampons for his leaders' daughter. And if I hadn't intervened my father might have done something worse. Not kill him, he's too important for that but I realized as I was speaking that to right the wrong that my father believes he committed by breaking his promise to me because of my words to him he might take drastic measures that may not result well for Kyle. And I didn't want that."

Silence reigns around the foundry as the quartet around her ponder her words, only broken a few minutes later when Ra's reenters, his entourage a step behind him.

"I just came to say goodbye," Ra's says walking towards Felicity, encompassing her in his large arms as she stands to meet him, "I hope to meet you later for dinner my dear, how does tomorrow sound?"

"Actually I was hoping I could talk to you about something?" Felicity asked pulling away to look at her father.

"Of course we can, how about tomorrow night, my dear?"

"Father, now. I need to talk to you now."

Ra's smiles shaking his head at his daughter's stubbornness. Nodding in ascent he steps sideways gesturing for her to walk ahead out of the lair. "No father, here," Felicity asserts.

"Talia…"

"I want you to work with Oliver and our team to find Merlyn," Felicity interrupts, rushing to get her words out before she could lose her courage.

"What?!" Oliver hisses from behind her just as Ra's' expression turns emotionless, his eyes betraying his anger.

"You nee…"

"No!" Both men growl out at the same time, their voices holding a hint of danger, their anger directed at each other instead of the petite blonde in front them.

"Just think about it. You want Malcolm and Oliver wants his sister back," Felicity pleaded. "You both can be of great help to each other."

"That is if you assume that I agree to work with your father," Oliver fumes, his body rigid and fists clenched as he continues to stare directly at Ra's.

"You saw what happened today Oliver," Felicity clutches onto his arm, directing his attention to her before continuing, "by working with my father you can assure Thea's safety."

"Does this mean you don't trust me my darling?" Ra's questioned coolly, "No," Felicity replied, "it means I don't trust the League to not lose control once again. If I didn't trust you father, I would have had Oliver and the rest tail you since the moment you announced your presence to me. I wouldn't have believed in your promise to me and I definitely would not have invited you here. The reason I am doing this is for the peace of mind of everyone present here," she continued passionately. "And the next time you go out hunting Merlyn, Oliver or Roy will be on your tail to ensure Thea's safety and I wouldn't blame them. With no cooperation on both sides it may get ugly. What if it leads to Malcolm slipping away again, with Thea by his side?" Felicity finished turning to Oliver. "That is exactly why I believe partnering for this one mission is in everyone's best interests."

"I need some air," Oliver stated suddenly disappearing through the door above leaving his team and the League behind.

His body revered at the feel of the cool night air rushing past it as he parkoured his way through Starling City's roofs, landing on familiar surroundings he came to a halt. His heart beating that much faster as his brain recognized the concrete roof as home. Looking around the neglected surroundings of Verdant he dragged in a deep breath, his eyes closing as he let himself relax, the tension he had held in all night only intensifying after Felicity's proposal to work with her father finally seeping out of his pores. The sense of being home bringing a strange calm over his body and his senses.

Sounds of silent sobbing brought his senses back putting his body on high alert, his eyes flew open, bow held up and arrow ready he tip toed to the side gazing briefly from behind a beam, taking notice of a petite figure dressed in red and black. The woman stood in a slouch, her head bowed her bobbed hair covering her face.

"Thea?" Oliver choked, recognizing the figure balanced against the roof ledge. The woman's head snapped up at the sound of her name, her body instinctively taking up a fighting stance as she noticed who had called her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I can ask you the same thing," Thea snarked back, her voice heavy with emotion.

"Thea…" He paused, his eyes tracking the tear tracks over the girl's cheeks, "are you ok?"

Huffing in frustration Thea turned, not in the mood to fight. Watching his sister walk away ready to jump off the ledge to another location, his feet moved forward feeling desperation take over his body unable to watch his sister walk away from him once again. "Speedy…" he called, his words breaking as emotion clogged his throat.

He watched her pause mid step, her back straightening posture tightening, her voice a low emotional whisper she asked, "How…?"

"Speedy please look at me," Oliver begged, his throat clogged he watched with unshed tears his sister turn to look at him, her face hard and emotionless, her eyes the only giveaway to the depth of her emotions. Looking Thea in the eye he removed his hood, the woman's breath catching in her chest as she watched the man in front of her unveil himself, her heart begging for what her brain was telling her to not be true. Closing his eyes he removed his mask, the final confirmation that Thea's brain had won the battle this time, a stilted sob left her mouth as her hands covered it, blocking it from letting escape anymore exclamations of her emotions for the world to see. Her eyes filling yet again with tears she watched her brother clad in green leather approach her, his steps cautious he stopped a few steps away from her.

"Speedy…"

"Stop calling me that! You have lied to me all this time!"

"I promise no more secrets, no more lies Speedy. Just please listen to me, don't leave," Oliver pleaded with his sister, tears escaping his eyes as he watched his sister look at him with distrust in her eyes.

"How do I know you won't just lie to me again? Isn't that what you have done since you've been back?"

"I promise! I won't ever lie to you again just please come back!"

"No…no…" Thea started to step away backwards her body switching into defense mode as she worked on digesting all that had been revealed to her. It was Oliver's broken exclamation that stopped her from running away to find solace back in the home of her biological father, "I wasn't always on the island the five years I was away…"

"What?"

"I was rescued but I couldn't get away. My captors took me to Hong Kong…"

"Who else knows this?"

"Felicity…"

"You told your secretary but not me!"

"You know very well she isn't and will never be just my employee. She's my best friend, my partner, and my everything." His voice dropped octaves as he recounted everything that Felicity meant to him. "I couldn't hide it from her any longer. I know," He continued before Thea could interrupt, "that I have made a lot of mistakes and one of them was keeping secrets from you. When I decided to hide this side of myself from you I thought I would be protecting you from what I was, from what I had become. I wanted you to know me as the man you remembered and loved and not the cold hearted killer that had returned. I know Thea, I know that was my biggest mistake. I wasn't ready to tell you then and it wasn't because I was protecting you. I was protecting myself…when Tommy found out he called me a killer…a murderer. I…I don't think I would have survived you thinking the same of me."

"But you told her…"

"I did. I never understood until some months ago why she meant to me what she did. Why I had kept going back to her with ridiculous excuse after ridiculous excuse until I finally understood. I love you, I loved mom and I loved all those I had left behind and when I came back that hadn't changed. But Thea, for the first time, for the first time since I came back from the island it was in her office that I had felt alive, I had smiled, truly smiled. With you and mom and everyone else I felt I had to be Ollie, I thought that would be the only way from ever having you find out what happened to me because if you did, you would never look at me the same again. But something, something happened with her, for the first time in a long time I felt a burning inside me, I felt something come alive and I felt that every time I met her. I fell in love with her Thea…I don't know how or when all I know now is I did and I could not lie to her or hide anymore of myself from her.

I felt I could tell her and I wouldn't lose her or her love, that I wouldn't see the love she had for me dimming with every word I said, and I know that hurts but believe me I love you just as much but with you and the others I was afraid. Afraid I would lose you and I realized after you left that I wouldn't have lost you if I had told you the truth, and it was because of my secrets that all that has happened to us, to our family has happened. So here I am, I will tell you everything, because for the first time I'm not afraid, not afraid that I'll lose you or your love if I tell you the truth."

"Wh…"

"Just please listen to me Speedy. I promised you no more secrets and this is it. You deserve to know the truth, I know that now. Please let me make things right."

Looking into her brother's blue eyes she saw desperation, love, and the hunger to make everything right. She was tired, tired from the mess her life had turned into but desperate for everything to be right again, to be the way it was once again or as close to it as it can get. Deciding to untangle one web that her life had gotten tangled into she nodded.

"I was on Lian Yu for two years, Hong Kong for one and finally Russia for two before I decided it was time to come back home. I…I wanted to even before and I tried, Thea I tried so hard to come to you and mom and Tommy but it couldn't happen and finally when I found my way off of Hong Kong to Russia I knew it wasn't time yet…"

"You're confusing me Ollie…"

"Sorry…I," taking a deep breath Oliver continued, "When the Gambit went down…"

"Oliver!" Felicity exclaimed turning around in her chair as she saw the hero descend the metal staircases, his face downtrodden. "Where were you? I was terrified and you even switched your trackers off!" Felicity got up following Oliver around as he put his gear back in place. Wringing her hands in nervousness she continued, "It's ok if you don't want to work with my father, I was just trying to make it easier for you and him…Oliver," Felicity paused in her ramble as she heard him sigh, his expression remaining unchanged, his broken heart clearly displayed in the hazy blues of his eyes, "and that is not what you're upset about is it?"

Turning around to face her he shook his head, his walls finally breaking down bringing him to his knees in front of the woman he loves. Grabbing at her waist he finally let his tears fall, his head coming to rest on her stomach he let go. Felicity's fingers carded through his hair as she saw the strongest man she had ever known breakdown, heart melting to see the love of her life so vulnerable.

The wet ground created a weird slap tip tap sound as she walked towards her Brownstown, her heels contributing to the staccato. Her hands disappeared inside her bag as she fished her keys out. The slight shadow of someone approaching put her on alert, her eyes sweeping her surroundings before whirling around.

Her eyes widened as she registered the face of the person standing before her, the young woman soaked from head to toe. Wisps of wet brunette hair stuck to her face, her red and black outfit in turn sticking to her body from the rain earlier in the night.

"Thea?" Felicity asked a confused frown replacing her surprised expression. "What are you doing here?"

"I…I.."

"Thea, are you ok?"

"Can I come in? I didn't know where else to go…"

"It was you who triggered the alarm wasn't it?" Felcity asked in reply, her voice kind. Her heart had broken to leave a distraught Oliver back in the lair sleeping alone. He had finally succumbed to exhaustion from his emotional breakdown and had fallen asleep when the alarms on her phone had come alive, indicating someone was trying to break in to her home.

She had wanted a moment to collect her own thoughts and emotions so she had left to check on the alert, making up her mind to come rushing back as soon as she had dealt with the situation. Looking at the lost expression on the young woman's face she took pity, fishing her keys out she opened her door, standing aside to let the dripping form of Thea enter first.

"Yeah sorry about that, it was raining and I thought…"

"It's alright Thea. You don't have to apologize," Felicity interrupted, stepping inside her home and shedding her coat. "Why don't I go fetch you some towels?" Felicity said, moving further inside her home eyeing the shivering form of the young girl.

"He told me…" Thea whispered bringing Felicity to a halt.

"Wha…"

"Oliver told me…he told me everything" Thea continued, tears now dripping down her cheeks, "…he told me and I ran! How could I do that? He trusted me to not run and I did!"

Finally understanding the reason behind Oliver's sudden breakdown Felicity stepped forward, her arms encasing the petite girl she helped her walk sitting her down on the couch as she cradled her head, rocking her. "I ran…" Thea sobbed, her voice a hoarse whisper as she remembered her actions, the guilt, the devastation of all she had done and said rushing back to her, breaking her. "I ran…"

So I'm back…I apologize for the long wait but it couldn't be helped, long story short I was dragged away by family to a cousins place and after that to Udaipur for a week and a half of vacation and then got caught up in Diwali cleaning and shopping. Also a big big thank you to my beta Mathlover15 ( ) for the quick editing she did so that I could post this chapter today.

Kyle Abbot was formerly an agent for Ra's al Ghul. He was a high ranking officer in Ra's army, even being called "The Demon's Hound" and is a tall and muscular man who appears to be in his late twenties, but is actually over sixty years old. After al Ghul's death, Kyle remained with his mistress Whisper A'Daire as her bodyguard. He also drank the serum that empowered Whisper, but in Kyle's case, he became an immortal werewolf. He also commands a group of henchman that have similar powers. It is unknown if Kyle is able to be wounded by silver or other traditional werewolf weaknesses. He is a deadly hand to hand combatant and a dead shot with most weapons. (Information courtesy of .com).

In other notes, I reckon there are no more than two or three chapters left to this story.

Moving on…what follows is a reeaaally long rant about the last two episodes so anyone who wants to skip it you're welcome to it, no judgment. 3x01 – God, the most best freaking episode in the history of television. Alright I'm exaggerating but it was a hell of an emotional rollercoaster wasn't it?! But to say that I hated Sara's death would be a gross understatement. I was trapped in an emotional box of angst and heartache all week because of that. Loved the Olicity scenes and they will stay with me forever but Sara… In the following days I read and read reviews and reactions of the fandom and I have to agree I hate that she had to die whether it was to further the lore of the Black Canary or to further the season. I am going to miss her.

I also, though, have to agree with a certain reviewer, 's Jennifer Marie.. Her death was needed to further the season arc of identity and not further individual characters' arcs and nor was she dismissed as a prop character (Thank God!). So as much as I hate it since Sara was, is and will remain one of my most adored and revered female characters of television right there with Donna (Suits), Felicity, Samantha (Bewitched), Buffy and Xena, I understand. What I don't and won't accept though is the manner in which she was killed.

Sara's character had come far from a naïve and weak (in terms of fighting) girl, from the troubled assassin we first met in season 2 to the strong, beautiful and light woman that she was, a woman who had accepted herself as a hero and was finally seeing the light in her darkness. She deserved a hero's death, where she fought, fought for survival and for life just like she always has. Yes she was surprised by whoever it was that was on the rooftop but being the trained fighter she is I would have expected her instincts to kick in even when life was leaving her, I expected her to put up a fight and I may never get over the fact that she didn't. So no I don't hate the writers but I do believe they should have worked harder to give her the farewell she deserved. (I can't wait for the episode that is rumored to show us flashbacks of how Sara came to meet Nyssa and the League)

Felicity and Oliver just break my heart, I love them to bits and I'm here to stay, but that was a hell of a two episodes for them. The amount of distance that now exists between the two from where they were in episode 1 with the shameless flirting and effortless touching, the smiles and the tears and THE KISS. They never touched and rarely talked about anything but the Arrow and Thea and catching bad guys in 3x02, and I see that this is how it's going to be for most of the season.

What I loved most about Felicity is she was her normal strong self, never showed how Oliver's pushing her away affected her at least until she saw Sara lying there on the table, then the emotions finally burst through her, Oliver pushing her away and pulling her in the last two seasons, the date, the kiss, the I love you (reversed or otherwise) and him pushing her away again choosing the Arrow over her and himself as stated by jbuffyangel ( post/100139403193/olicity-3x02-choose-life-or-death) and she finally let it all out, refusing to exist in status quo she walked away no matter how much it hurt, she stood up for herself and I admire her for that. Not to say that it didn't break my heart but I get it, it takes a strong woman to do that and Felicity is that.

Can't wait for the rest of the season, we are in for a hell of a ride and I couldn't be happier but I must say I can handle the angst on the show but the angsty fanfics get to me *Screening Mode Activated*.

I think we should be celebrating this brand of angst on the show with happy fics because I can understand angst at the end of 2x13 but not 3x01. They did everything but shout from the rooftops that Oliver and Felicity are endgame, its cause for happiness (except for Sara's death), we should be celebrating with teeth rotting fluffy and happy fics.