Previously:

That's when China place an oxygen mask over her face and mist poured out of the air vents. Felicity tried to cover her nose and mouth and moved towards the door but her legs wouldn't carry her. It was too late, her eyelids fluttered as she fought against the darkness. The store front doors closed her in as it rolled from the ceiling and stopped on the floor in front of her.

"Oliver.."

"Felicity…talk to me" was the last thing she heard.


"Felicity" growled the Arrow.

There was no reply, just silence followed by the crunch sound of her earpiece being destroyed under China's heel.

The Arrow jolted forward ready to end this by whatever means necessary. Digs strong grip halted his leap to the fire escape.

"Oliver, we stick to the plan"

"The plan didn't have her knocked out !"

"Just… we need to give Isabel a few minutes to show. Felicity is still there. Her vitals are fine...right Roy?" Diggle asked as he pointed Felicity's latest gadget over her current GPS location.

Roy looked over the three monitors. He tapped on the screen where he could see her heat signature. "Looks like she has just been knocked out, vitals are good. I'm heading toward you now."

Roy, grabbed his bow, with one last glace at the screen he left the foundry.


China had her men move the merch to the back room, in this case the merch was one Miss Smoak. As they, quite roughly shoved her in a chair, Isabel arrived.

"Any sign of him?" she asked China, referring to The Arrow.

"None, but if she is as valuable as we think she is he won't be far." She was on edge, as ever since The Arrow came to town the risk of complications increased. She often wondered how one man was able to accomplish so much. The answer was slouched over, unconscious in front of her. He couldn't, not now, not without her.

"Check the parameter again before we move her" ordered Isabel.

"It's been checked" China said firmly. She wanted all her men around Miss Smoak, she was not getting away this time.

Chinas men checked her clothing for bugs or trackers. They came up clean.


The Arrow signalled Diggle, there was noise coming from near the fire escape. Dig nodded and covered The Arrow as he leaped from behind the concrete beam. He reached behind and flung forward an arrow. He held it against the taut bow string ready for its immediate release.

Silently he approached the ledge. With one last look at Digg he turned around in time to watch a pair of long legs scissor kick upside down over his head and land behind him. The green arrow he pointed at Helena's neck was just about the same distance as her gun was from under his chin.

"What? What are you doing here" growled The Arrow

"You know me, I love a good fight" She smiled as she lowered her weapon. With her finger tips she pushed his arrow away from her face.

"Why are you here?" he yelled, frustrated, he had no time for games.

"Felicity" she said.

"She called you?" asked Digg

Helena nodded.

"She called me too" said Sara

The Arrow looked at Sara and offered a nod of gratitude.

"Where is she?" asked The Canary

Digg pulled out the tracker and the bleep was on the move.

"Roy" growled Oliver

"I am half a block away" he replied over the comms.

"They are on the move; it looks like they are headed to the West Road exit"

"On it" said Roy, his Ducati nearly kissed the asphalt as it leaned low into the road at high speeds.

Thwack thwack thwack the large windows sounded as the suction arrows sucked the air that was once between them and the glass.

They scaled down the building one masked hero, an assassin and a huntress at a time. When they reached the glass awning, they unclipped their carabiners and dismounted with athletic ease.

Digg made his way down the side pipeline and then on to parking garage ramp.

"I have her tracker less than six meters from the West Road exit" Said Digg running through the boom gates.

"I am on West Road now" Said Roy, a little anxiety seeping through his tone.

The Arrow ran towards the lower levels to get to the West Road exit and the two masked ladies followed.

Roys' Ducanti slid outside the entry as he aimed and shot his arrows at Chinas men that were emerging out of the automatic doors.

Digg shot a few rounds but was hesitant because he didn't have eyes on Felicity. China went for Roy and Isabel saw her chance. Isabel grabbed the oversized bicep that carried Felicity over his right shoulder and said "Change of plan, this way"

They went through a narrow hallway marked with directions to the public restrooms and delivery entry. It was hard not to notice the only people not running for safety or screaming.

"There" pointed Sara from the floor above, she spotted a thin brunette and a large man who carried their friend over his shoulder.

Isabel glanced over her shoulder and spotted The Arrow, she smirked. Good she wanted him to watch the demise of Miss Felicity Smoak.

"Quickly" she urged the man "China made a sale, we must deliver"

They ran to the van parked in the delivery dock, its engine still going as the driver unloaded the final pallet.

They screeched as they reversed out of there, like a bat out hell they knocked over anything and anyone in their way.

The arrow managed to shoot a tracking arrow "Digg, Roy, they are leaving in a van. I have a tracker on them"

"Copy that" replied Dig, he slowed down and picked up the signal on his device. "Got them, they are on Stanley heading south"

Helena had borrowed the closest vehicle, they picked up Digg on the street and Roy followed.

"Digg" prompted Oliver

"Still on Stanley, they must be heading to the port"

"Felicity would not be impressed if she was forced to travel by container" dead panned Helena

"That's not going to happen" said Sara


She was sore, her head, her neck, and her arms…especially her head. She opened her eyes and found herself on the floor of an empty van, an empty van that was moving. There were pallet straps hanging on the side slapping against the wall and little else. She wasn't bound or gagged which surprised her. She didn't know who was driving but imagined it was China and her men since they were the last people she saw. She moved toward the back of the van and tried to open the back door but was quickly knocked off her feet and the van swerved. She pulled herself towards one of the pallets straps and held on.

"Oliver" she said but then noticed her earpiece was gone.

She reached for her piercing and blew out a sigh of relief that brought on a few tears. She wrapped herself around the strap and then took her piercing out.

The silver bolt that decorated her ear was a beacon, a gift from her MIT boyfriend Cooper.

She had changed the beacons function two years ago but had altered it again for this mission.

Now it would automatically activate every camera and satellite in a 5 mile radius to point to the beacon. She then programed her system to take the live feed and take over the news channels.

She knew her team could find her; part of her revised plan was to be marked with nano technology that would allow them to track her.

The 'distress' beacon and news feed was to ensure that Isabel, the Triad and whoever else was involved would be caught, Starling City would now be her witnesses.

She also feared herself in an entirely different kind of danger. Felicity's skills were dangerous, and she knew now that there was tech out there, the gloves, that could make you reveal things you would otherwise keep a secret.

Felicity refused to be involved in any criminal activity; she would not be forced to participate. She would rather die than put Oliver and her friends in danger.

Of course she knew it would be all for nothing if Isabel was the one who open the back door, she imagined that nothing would bring Isabel more pleasure than ending her life.


"Turn left" yelled Digg, tracking her GPS

Helena made a sharp left turn "A little warning…"

"What's that?" said Roy over the comms

"Helicopters" said Sara

The arrows phone rang, he pulled it out and saw it was Detective Lance.

"I am a little busy Detective, what is it?" said The Arrow

"Just making sure you are busy saving our mutual friend?"

"Doing my best Detective, what's with the helicopters?" asked The Arrow

"You didn't know? Our friend has us all watching a new reality show. It looks like every camera in Starling is tracking her. I am sure you will be guest starring soon"

"You can see her?"

"No but there is a rolling sos on the bottom of every screen with her name on it, we got to assume she is in the van tearing towards the dock"

The Arrow ended the call and frowned a little confused. A slow smile crept across his face out of pure pride, was there anything she wasn't capable of?

"What is it?" asked Digg

Oliver pointed outside at the helicopters "Follow the helicopters, they are all following Felicity" he smiled. They all looked at him for a moment and shared a confused smile, how did she do that?

They caught sight of the van entering the dock. It swerved kicking up a lot of dirt when the road ended.

There were three helicopters that had to pull back or lose sight of the van.

The van drove between two rows of shipping containers. They were stacked up three high.

Helena slowed down, visibility was low and they needed to let the dust settle before they crashed into something.

As their view cleared they could see men and machine guns pointed at them. Then they sprayed a warning round to the helicopters above them. Go away or get shot down was the message.

The choppers backed away, not too far, no one was going to miss this story.


The van came to a sudden standstill, Felicity's was holding on to the pallet straps so tightly her nails dug painfully into her palms.

She could hear gunfire outside, a lot of gunfire. As the handle turned to open the van's door she hoped to God it was Oliver on the other side.

"Please, please, please" she cringed softly.

Isabel opened the door, her head tilted to the side and an evil smirked danced across her face.

"Felicity Smoak"

Felicity pushed herself further back into the wall.

"Don't be afraid, I thought we could play a game. I know you like games" Said Isabel, anger vibrating in her tone.

"No, not really, I am more a read a book kind of girl" Felicity lied, of course she liked games, she kicked ass at games, just not the life or death kind.

"Get out Felicity, NOW" ordered Isabel, persuading her with a gun.

One of the helicopters approached, the sound of the blades cutting through the air forced Isabel to speak louder.

"Was this you?" she waved her gun in the direction of the helicopter

Felicity looked up

Isabel aimed up at the chopper and with a single bullet at the gas tank, she brought the metal bird down in flames.

"NO" screamed Felicity.

"That was you" said Isabel

"You are insane"

"Don't worry I don't plan to shoot you" she said placing her arm on Felicity shoulder as she swung the gun back and forth. "No instead I plan to lock you in that van again. That's all…" She said tapping the side of Felicity head with her gun and then pointing up.

Felicity saw the red container suspended by a crane above them.


The beacon had not only attracted the media, the dock was being populated by police and other crime families.

That's when the penny dropped. "She is using herself as bait" The Arrow growled at Digg.

"She has drawn everyone out, she is trying to end it" said Digg

"Or trying really hard to get herself killed" said Roy

Digg looked him in the eye. "We got this; you go get your girl"

The Arrow looked around, it was a war zone. He looked back at his team, the huntress and the canary; they understood he needed to go after her.

He left heading for the row of containers, he dodged bullets and slid over cars. Nothing was getting in his way. He slammed against the first container and peeked over. He could see his team giving their all against the city's worst deviants. The police set up a parameter, their first intent was to talk them down. That idea was abandoned when a helicopter was shot down and landed on two cops.

The Arrow made his way to the top and ran until he spotted her. Felicity was being shoved into the van.

"No, don't do this!" she screamed

Above her was a container, hanging by a crane. He realised what Isabel intended to do, she going to kill her.

He drew his arrow and was just about to let go when Felicity caught sight of him. She shook her head, her eyes pleaded with him to stop. Why? He frowned and looked at the scene before him again.

There was no man in the crane. There must be a trigger to drop the container. Isabel must have it, his choices narrowed. He had planned to shoot her leg or arm to knock her down but that wasn't an option now. He could try talking her down but he might not succeed.

From the corner of his eye he saw the arrow head flutter away until it found the back of Isabel's skull.