Roy has come! Along with Andrew.
Derek: well I'm assuming that's happened...
Leslie: At least I'm not the most perverted person now.
Seth: you laughed at it sis.
Guy: so did you Seth.
Seth:... sheddup.

January 9, 1245 CEST
France

Andrew growled, snapping at the wizard's hand as he reached for his neck. A sharp pain emitted from his left cheek, leaving him dazed. "Petit bâtard," the burly man yelled, clutching his bleeding hand. The demigod tasted the metallic liquid leaking from his cheek. Andrew sloshed it around in his mouth then spit it at the magician infront of him. This earned him another hand to his cheek, causing more blood to fill his mouth. Where the fuck was Arsenal?
With supernatural hearing Seth heard the arrow flying into the building, cutting air like an Atlantan swimming in water. It lodged into the wall next to him, emitting a greenish gas into the air. Andrew breathedc in deep, holding his breath until the gas disappeared and the French guy was knocked out. "Took you long enough," he yelled at the archer, who dropped down onto the floor.
Roy smirked, long ginger hair covering his green eyes as he looked at his boyfriend, "I should take advantage of your unfortantnate position."
"Ha, ha. Now get me down or you'll be jacking off for months. I can't get out of these, they're magic, like Wonder Woman's lasso," Andrew growled at the ginger.
"Am I going to have to save your magical ass everytime Constatine's not here?" Roy asked Andrew, cutting him free from the bindings. "So we calling this in or have Constantine come pick Pépé La Pume?"
Andrew looked at the brunette unconscience on the ground. "Leave him for Constantine, I'm tired, wanna sleep," he told the archer, kissing him as he teleported them both back to Constantine's flat in London. January 9, 1530 PST
Star City

Oliver looked down at his son, who stared wide eyed at the chocolate brown Belgian Tervuren puppy sitting on the kitchen table, staring questionally at Oliver. He was going to kill Leslie.
"Can we keep it Daddy?" Andy asked his father, giving him puppy dog eyes that would melt Batman's cold heart.
"Yeah can we keep him Dad?" Leslie asked from the doorway, a smirk on her face. "You can have an Arrow hound like Ace the Bathound and Krypto the Superdog. 'Course he'll need a better name, how about Max the Arrowmutt? Catchy huh?"
Oliver grinned, walking over and hugging his daughter, "Yeah 'bout as catchy as Phantom Wolf was." Leslie stuck out her tongue before being attacked by her four year old brother. "Hey Arrow spawn, you've grown."
"Hey, Leslie, Mommy's been waiting to see you," Andy told his surrogate sister.
Diahn walked into the kitchen, looking at Leslie. "Hey Diahn, sorry I didn't come eariler... busy," Leslie told the blond, hugging her.
"It's ok, I'm just glad to see you since Seth..." suddenly Black Canary cut off.
Leslie looked between her surrogate parents, "What about Seth?" When neither of the blonds met her eyes, she started to panic. "What about my brother? What happened to Seth?" Leslie became hysterical, tears welling up in her eyes. "Please, tell me. Don't tell me he's... No. He's not..." She dropped down to her knees, crying. Andy walked to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"We're not sure if he is alive or not. But two days ago, when they went on the recon mission, Kaldur'ahm, kidnapped him. They couldn't get him and get the team out before the place blew up. We are looking, but... more than likely," Oliver told her, placing a conferting hand on her shoulder as Black Canary wrapped her arms around her daughter. Sobs wracked the demigod's body as she was conferted by the last of her family.

January 12, 0435 EST
Mount Justice

"Who are you?" Jamie growled in the other beetle's face. He didn't dare smack the other scarab wearer across the face. Of course it wouldn't affect either much with both wearing full suits of alien armor. Jamie stared at the red clad person sitting in front of him, sizing him up.
Kid Devil was sitting on the sidelines, waiting to see this fight progress. Eddie already knew the identiy of Blood Beetle, a very close friend of his, and Jamie. "I'll tell you when you tell me, hombre. A las tres, quite la armadura?"
"Sí. Uno, dios, tres," Jamie replied. Both beetles' armor's retracted, leaving two Mexicans staring at each other. A smirk was on one of the younger male's face, while Jamie's scowl turned into a look of shock. "Sammy," Jamie said in disbelief at the younger Mexican. "You're the Blood Beetle?"
The nineteen year old nodded, "Sí, hermano, el único y exclusivo, Blue Beetle. So Jamie, gonna finish me off? Or what?"
"Why didn't you tell me? You knew I was Blue Beetle and you let me attack you like I did," Jamie asked his almost little brother.
Sammy just shrugged, looking at the older male with blue eyes. "So, I'm gonna join the team right?"

January 12, 1300 PST
Pacific Ocean

Seth looked up as the door opened, revealing Kaldur in his regular clothes. "You are awake," he stated.
"Not like you care what happened to me," Lycan growled, glaring daringly at the blond. "Why did you leave?"
"They let Tula die!" Kaldur growled at the mostly naked hero chained to the wall.
Seth snapped back, "And while you were moping over a girl who didn't love you, I was out, fighting Oceanmaster, trying to get revenge for Aquagirl. And while you were comtemplating joining your father, I was dying. I was so fucking lucky Kyle found me when he did! So you wonder why I fell back on a Green Lantren after you left. I wish it would have lasted. But he deserved Guy, a lot more then I desurved him. At least I saw what I had infront of me! I never had a problem with Tula, we were friends; but you couldn't give her up, even after she crushed your heart like you did mine. So tell me, did I make a mistake when I marked you? Sure feels like it now. I could be happy; possibly with Kyle, or Jamie, or anyone. But I can't because I thought we had something. Appearently not. So let me go, let me drown. Maybe then you'll see when you had all along, and regreat it after my death. 'Corse that's if Leslie lets you live after it."
"Seth..." Kaldur started, but his sentence cut off when the wolf went limp.
Astral projection.
Great.

"Seth." The voice calling his name was distant and annoying. He wanted to punch the owner. "Seth!" It's louder this time and causes Seth's headache to come back. "Seth, wake up!" With the company of someone shaking him the demigod opens his eyes to see the owner.
It's Kyle.
"Thank Oa, I thought we were gonna lose you for a while there," the Green Lantren sighed, slumping backwards, his face no longer hovering in front of his. "Are you okay? Do you know where you are?"
Seth groaned sitting up slightly and looking at his surroundings. "The infirmery?" He asked, not sure but assuming it was by the rock face above. "How long was I out?"
Kyle looked at his hands for a moment, "Two weeks. We weren't sure if you were going to make it." Tears prickled in the corners of Kyle's green eyes. "You lost a lot of blood Seth."
"Come here," Seth told the Lantrean, pulling him towards him. "I'm okay, and alive." His leaned forward and kissed Kyle on the lips, pulling the younger boy to him. Kyle leaned into the kiss, his lips opening so Lycan could slip his tongue inside. "Wow."