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It was yet another rough evening in the Glades. The scum of Silverstone City were all busy going about their usual criminal activities, except for one soul.
He was currently inside an abandoned building, running away from the Black Canary. He runs down the fire escape, trying to get as far away from the black-clad vigilante. Instead of using the stairs, the Black Canary jumps down from the fire escape and lands safely on the ground. She then unleashes her sonic scream, causing the fire escape to collapse, along with the criminal.
The man suffers from hearing damage as he tries to dig himself out of the wreckage. Black Canary pulls him out by grabbing his leg. It didn't stop there, however. Black Canary started punching him in the face repeatedly. His face started to bruise and bloods started coming out of from his nose and mouth. Black Canary wasn't stopping. Every punch she throws was filled with rage and fury.
Before she could do more damage, the Flash shows up and pulls her away from the criminal.
"What are you doing?" asked Flash.
"Making this low-life pay for harassing a woman," answered Black Canary.
"By killing him?" questioned Flash.
"So? What if I do?" replied Black Canary. "The Arrow killed. Not a lot of people mind."
"But you're not him. You don't have to be him," said Flash.
"Flash, I am the woman who beat up her own boyfriend to get information out of his father," reminded Black Canary. "I don't think taking a life would be taking it too far."
"Just let me take him to the SCPD," said Flash. "You need to rest."
"My dad doesn't need to know I'm skipping curfew," said Black Canary.
Black Canary walks away. Flash fought against the urge to go after her. He just took the wounded criminal to the SCPD.
Tomorrow morning, at Silverstone High, Laurel was standing at her locker, looking at a picture she taped there. It was a picture of her, Oliver, and Tommy when they were in 6th Grade together. It only made her think of Oliver and how much she missed him.
"I miss him, too."
Laurel turns around and sees Tommy, who was looking at the photo.
"I'd give anything to get him back," said Tommy.
"That's what you said the first time we thought he was dead," said Laurel.
"But he's dead for real this time," said Tommy sadly.
Laurel puts her hand on Tommy's shoulder in a comforting manner. "I know this must be a tough time for you, Tommy."
"Your best friend dying... realizing your father is a homicidal maniac... I feel like my life is over," said Tommy, hanging his head in sadness.
"Your life's not over," said Laurel. "You have Thea, Moira... and me."
"I'm glad you're still here," said Tommy, smiling.
Laurel kisses Tommy on the lips. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Well, see you in class," said Tommy, walking away.
After she was finished fixing her locker, Laurel heads to the classroom. On her way, she sees a familiar face. One she isn't happy to see. It was Caitlin Snow. On the streets, she was known as an ice-powered metahuman called Killer Frost. To Laurel, she is the man responsible for Oliver's death.
Laurel approaches Caitlin and holds her against the lockers.
"Hey, Laurel," greeted Caitlin.
"Don't you dare talk to me as if we're friends," growled Laurel softly. "Oliver is dead, and it's all because of you."
Caitlin, for some reason, responds by laughing softly.
"You think this is funny?" asked Laurel angrily.
"Kind of," replied Caitlin, still laughing. "What are you gonna do, Lance? Snap my neck in front of the entire school?"
"Don't tempt me," threatened Laurel.
"It's so frustrating, isn't it? To have someone you love taken away from you," said Caitlin, purposely trying to provoke Laurel. "Life is cruel like that. It's why I am who I am now. So, what's it gonna be, Laurel? Are you gonna kill me and risk going to jail to avenge your hooded avenger or are you gonna let me live and allow countless innocents to suffer? What I did during Christmas was just the start. I'm gonna keep bringing hell on Silverstone City and there will no doubt be casualties, maybe more than Doomsday caused."
Laurel knew Caitlin was trying to ruffle her feathers, but she was growing even more angry. Before she could do something rash, someone pulls her away from Caitlin. It was Barry.
"I don't think so," said Barry. "Just get to class. I'll handle her."
Laurel glares at Caitlin and says, "Laurel Lance may show you mercy, but be warned, the Black Canary may not be as merciful."
Laurel heads to class. Caitlin smirks as she watches the enraged teenager walk away.
"You think that's funny? Goading her to kill you?" questioned Barry.
"I knew she wouldn't do it. I just love to mess with her," said Caitlin.
"Caitlin Snow would treat people with respect and kindness, not push their buttons for the fun of it," said Barry.
"Just because I look like Caitlin Snow just to blend in, doesn't mean I am Caitlin Snow. I'm Killer Frost," said Caitlin.
"You're never gonna let me believe that," said Barry.
"We should get to class," said Caitlin. "We'll discuss this later in the city."
Barry glares at Caitlin as she walks away. He wanted to save her, but she's made it clear for the past month that she doesn't want to be.
Meanwhile, at Silverstone Elementary, Thea was at the Principal's office during recess. She was in there for punching a boy in the face.
"Why did you punch that boy?" asked the principal.
"He mentioned my brother. Laughed when he did," answered Thea. "Are you gonna tell me he didn't deserve it?"
"While it's definitely inappropriate of that boy to say such things, giving him a bleeding nose is not the best way to respond to this," said the principal. "Look, Thea, we all understand that you're grieving."
"Understatement," said Thea sarcastically.
"That's exactly why I just called your mother to take you home," said the principal.
"What?" asked Thea. "But... Roy and I have a presentation today. I can't just skip out on him."
"Which is why I asked your English teacher to move the presentation after recess," said the principal. "After that, you may go home."
...
At English class...
Roy and Thea were dressed in 19th-Century-like attire, acting out a scene written in dialogue from the olden times. They were already at the end. Thea was "dying" and Roy was holding her in his arms.
"Why must the world rob us of each other?" wondered Thea, trying to sound like an early 20th Century movie character.
"I have no more words to explain my sorrow," said Roy.
"Then don't speak," said Thea, using her "remaining strength" to touch Roy's cheek with her hand. "You have made me a happy woman. If I shall die, I would love nothing more than die in your arms."
Thea eyes close and she holds her breath, acting as if she's dead. Roy had to do his best to sell his sorrow.
The audience cried and clapped in response. The teacher was impressed.
...
After English class, Thea packs up and heads for the exit. Before she can walk out the door, she was approached by Roy.
"Hey," he called. "Uh, nice job back there. You were amazing."
"You too," said Thea.
"Are you gonna be alright?" asked Roy.
"Probably not, but I'll manage," said Thea.
"I'm really sorry about your brother," said Roy.
"You don't have to be. You didn't know him that well," said Thea.
"I do know that he loved you very much," said Roy. "That's enough for me to tell that he was a good person."
After a brief silence, Thea leans forward and gives Roy a quick kiss on the lips. She then waves goodbye as she walks out the door. Roy waves back.
At A.R.G.U.S. HQ, Amanda Waller has returned, only to see a lot of unconscious agents with tranquilizer darks on their backs or necks. When she enters the main room, she found two armed individuals aiming their weapons at her. One was a man in a green hood while the other was a woman wearing a mask resembling the Japanese flag. Amana knew who they were. Oliver Queen and Tatsu Yamashiro.
"Welcome back from the dead, again, Mr. Queen," said Amanda, barely surprised.
"Nice to see you too, Waller," greeted Oliver with bitterness in his voice.
"Ms. Yamashiro," greeted Amanda.
Tatsu didn't say a word.
"And what brings you here to A.R.G.U.S.?" asked Amanda.
"A favor," answered Oliver.
"And why would I do you a favor? I don't owe you," replied Amanda.
"No, but you will do me a favor," said Oliver.
"And what leverage do you exactly have on me?" asked Amanda.
"I just hacked into A.R.G.U.S.'s database and I found some illegal activities recorded," said Oliver.
"Either you do Oliver a favor or we will leak this to the public," threatened Tatsu.
Amanda knows she only has one option. "What do you want, Mr. Queen?"
"I'm going home," said Oliver. "But the whole world thinks I'm dead again. This time, I don't have an island to use as a cover story. I need you to forge one."
"Consider it done," said Amanda.
Oliver walks closer towards Amanda and tells her, "But if you double-cross in any way, I will not hesitate to expose you."
Oliver's coming home. Please wait for the next chapter. I have a busy half-year ahead of me so updates will come way longer than before.