RISE OF THE SHADOWS PART 5-FINALE

Vordigan walked through the halls of the League's base in Nanda Parbat. He knew it was a matter of time before Ra's would figure out he was helping Lawrence and Malcolm so his time in the League was nearing to an end. He entered his room gathering his things before he left to meet Malcolm and the crew he has put together. He zipped up his bag but froze when realized there were people behind him. He saw two League members standing there hands on their swords ready to draw if needed.

"Ra's would like to speak with you," one of the men said.

"Of course," Vordigan replied casually before putting both down with arrows to the chest. He got ready to fight his way out of his former home. He use to trust in the League of Assassin's but time has shown him that this was not going to change the world for the better.

He turned down a hallway where he moved to the side quickly dodging an arrow. He looked up see Nyssa Al Ghul in her black and red robes. This was the last person he wanted to fight on his way out.

"You use to be an inspiration in the League and now you turn traitor and for what?" she approached quickly bow in hand.

"I believe in fighting for what I believe in. Sooner or later you will see that your father's ways won't make a difference," Vordigan said bracing himself.

They clashed with their bows hitting one another and began to trade blows. Nyssa was able to land a kick to Vordigan's chest and then another across his face. Vordigan caught Nyssa's next kick and tossed her to the ground. She sprung herself up kicking Vordigan away before he could continue his attack. Vordigan hit Nyssa's bow out her hand and the two began to wrestle back and forth pushing each other against the walls of the hallway. Vordigan elbowed her in the face and then kicked her off of him. He caught a punch she was trying to throw and flipped her onto her back. He brought his fist down on her knocking her out. He could her more members coming and tried to make his exit.

Malcolm waited inside the cave where he was going to meet Vordigan. He has decided it was time to pull him out of the League. Being a double agent in a group like that is extremely difficult. He looked out of the cave to see if he could spot Vordigan. He was running late so he hopes it wasn't due to being found out because even the strongest of men would talk if interrogated but Ra's. His attention turned to rustling in the trees where Vordigan fell from wounds all over his body.

"They are pursuing me," he said rushing over bow in hand.

Malcolm put his mask on getting his bow ready. "We'll go into the cave," Malcolm said. "There are old ruins below we can use to are advantage."

They both made their way down into the deeper parts of the cave. The League of Assassin pursuers came running into the ruins holding bows and swords in search of their prey. Malcolm and Vordigan took to hiding spots ready to get the jump on their former allies. The two comrades looked to one another giving each a knowing nod as both hoped out from behind the stone ruins and fired arrows into the crowd. Vordigan was always a quick shooter with the bow even better than Malcolm when it came to speed. That is why he carried two quivers on his back instead of one. He already brought down five men and was on the move getting in close to the rest. Malcolm was already engaged in sword combat with a group of assassins. He stayed on guard blocking and dodging attacks as he flipped out the way of others. He cut down two with one slice and kicked another across the face making him fall to the floor. He stuck his sword into the man on the ground and quickly took it out as he moved to the next one with stab into his chest. Vordigan snapped the neck of an attacker and then fired two arrows into an incoming attacker. He hit an enemy in the legs making them flip on to the ground and then he hit another in the stomach, pulling out a knife and stabbing them in the back. He took it out tossing t across the room hitting another man in the head. Vordigan suddenly came to an abrupt stop looking down to see an arrow and stuck him in the stomach through his back. He pulled an arrow back hitting his shooter in the chest. Malcolm noticed this and quickly cut down the men in his way to make it over to Vordigan. Malcolm dropped a smoke bomb grabbing Vordigan and hiding behind a rock.

"You must leave without me," he said. "I'll just slow you down."

Malcolm knew he was right but he had to think of the future and his plan even if that meant leaving a soldier behind. "You give them hell," Malcolm said.

Vordigan nodded taking Malcolm's sword and using it to pick himself up. Malcolm left swiftly to the exit as Vordigan came out from behind cover. He took down the first two guys with his sword ducking a strike from an attacker and then cutting him down to. An arrow suddenly hit him in the leg bringing him down to one leg he took it out getting up to continue the fight. He grabbed the sharp blade of a League member using his hand making blood fall. He stuck his sword into the guy opposite of him and then pushed it deeper. The man fell to the ground and Vordigan was struck with more arrows this time in the chest. He just smiled as he fell to the ground taking his last breath looking up into the darkness of the cave.

Outside Malcolm was on a helicopter being flown by Lawrence Crock who. Lacroix sat across from Malcolm who was just looking out the window. He wasn't the sentimental type but he knew when he lost a friend.

"Guess we will have to manage without him," Lacroix said.

"We can and will," Malcolm replied. "Just have to work harder."

"What's next?" Lawrence asked

"We will begin to build our connections and influence. We each have are parts to play in getting his started. Lacroix will stay in Starling to oversee the criminal element. Roulette will rebuild her underground empire and move it to Starling when the time is right. Lawrence and his daughters will be on standby to be used when we need them."

"What about you?" Lacroix asked.

"I have more to learn," he said.

Malcolm now in his suit walked into a fine dining restaurant. He spotted the man he was going to be meeting with making his way over. The fight in Nanda Parbat showed he needed to learn more and become a force that would lead an army.

He took a seat across from a man with bleach blond hair. "Happy you could take the time to meet with me Mister Dahrk."

"Please," Dahrk raised his hand. "Call me Damian."