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Chapter 2- Identity revealed?

Oliver entered City Hall and saw a swarm of reporters already there, waiting for him. That didn't surprise him.

"Anything interesting on the news last night?" he quipped.

The reporters then all started throwing question after question on him as he waded through them and stood between Quentin and Rene.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please", he said loudly, "If you want to hear what I have to say, it would probably help if you could hear me."

That silenced them temporarily and he said, "Thank you. I'm gonna tell you 2 things now, both of which you probably already know. First. This is important. I am not the Green Arrow."

"If you are not the Green Arrow, then who is?" a female reporter asked him.

"Number two", Oliver said, ignoring her question, "Photos can be doctored. They could have put Bruce Wayne's head on that body. Has Bruce Wayne left Gotham to hang out in Star City recently? No. Now if I was running around the city during the day and managing it as Mayor while running around at night frightening criminals as a vigilante, that really would make me a superhero, but I'm not. I'm just the Mayor. Thank you very much."

As the reporters started clamoring, throwing more questions, Oliver walked away with Quentin and Rene.

"You seem to be taking this in your stride", Quentin said as the three walked up the stairs.

"I've been here before with you", Oliver pointed out.

"Ugh", Quentin groaned at being reminded of that time, "Yeah, but I didn't have a photograph of you in flagrante-de arrow."

"Where did Channel 52 get the photo?" Oliver asked them.

"Anonymous source", Rene replied, "Arrived in yesterday's mail, no return address."

"Let's get this envelope to forensics, figure out who did this", Oliver ordered as the three walked into the lift.

"And why", Quentin added.

As the three reached their floor, Oliver said, "Can't let this distract us. Where are we with rebuilding the SCPD?"

"Well, I fast-tracked the insurance claim", Rene said, "So we should have 20 million burning a hole in the account by the end of the day."

""Our" account?" Quentin asked him incredulously.

"I figure we peel off a few bucks and fly off to Vegas", Rene joked, "Heh, heh, heh."

"That's cute", Quentin joked, "Think it might look a little suspicious if Oliver left town right about now."

"I need to be in town for the Markovian delegation", Oliver pointed out.

As he walked into his office with Quentin, Rene jokingly asked, "So it's all right for me to go to Vegas is what you're saying?"

As the two entered the office, they were surprised to see a dark-skinned woman waiting for them.

"Hello", Oliver said to her as she turned to them, showing her unpleasant expression, "I don't think you have an appointment."

"No", the woman said as she walked closer, "But I don't really need one."

She then took out her badge, revealing herself to be an F.B.I. agent, "Special Agent Samanda Watson."

"Uh, can we help you with something?" Quentin asked her wearily.

"Not really", she said arrogantly, "I'm here as a courtesy to inform you of the investigation I'll be conducting into your city."

"Investigation into what?" Oliver asked, though he felt like he already knew the answer.

"You", Watson said bluntly.

"Ohh", Quentin groaned, "You've got to be kidding."

"Yes", Watson said sarcastically, "Because the FBI is known all over the world for its sense of humor", she then adopted a serious tone, "You were on the news last night, wearing the outfit of a known criminal. Can you honestly say you're surprised there's an investigation?"

"No", Oliver said, "But I wasn't expecting the FBI."

"The local authorities have proven ineffective where the Green Arrow is concerned", Samanda pointed out.

"Uh, Agent Watson?"

"Yes."

"I was cleared 5 years ago", Oliver said.

"Of being The Hood", Watson pointed out, "Not the Green Arrow. And you were cleared by the guy who's now your Deputy Mayor."

"Would you like me to send a copy of the polygraph Mr. Queen passed?" Quentin asked to which she replied, "For starters. The local AG will be issuing subpoenas later on today. It was nice seeing you, gentlemen. I'm sure we'll be seeing more of each other."

And then she walked away, leaving behind the stunned Mayor and Deputy Mayor.

Later, Rene walked up to the two, holding the envelope and said, "It came from nowhere."

"What do you mean?" Quentin asked as Oliver looked at him.

"This envelope wasn't mailed, delivered or sent", Rene revealed, "It came from inside the channel 52 news offices."

"How do we know that?" Oliver asked as he got up.

"Bar code", Rene revealed as he showed it to them on the back of the envelope, "Channel 52 uses it for internal traffic."

"How many people work there?" Quentin asked.

"568."

With a sigh, Quentin said, "I'm just gonna say it. What if this was Chase, huh? He could have put this in motion months ago."

As Oliver sighed, Rene said, "Seems like his style, messing with you like this."

"It is more than possible", Oliver admitted.

"How is your boy holding up with all this?" Quentin asked.

"Okay. Samantha and I insisted on keeping him home from school but he insisted on going", Oliver said.

"Like his father, huh?" Quentin commented.

"I wasn't much of a student", Oliver scoffed.

"I mean he's tough", Quentin said with a proud smile as he and Rene walked out.

Later- Oliver and Quentin walked into a building, followed by some businessmen and a bunch of reporters.

"This building has been vacant since being claimed by the city under eminent domain 4 years ago", Oliver told them.

"Do you have any comments about the FBI investigating you under murder charges?" a female reported asked.

"We're not going to talk about that", Oliver said firmly.

"Except to say it's a load of crap", Quentin added.

"Ahem", Oliver said, "By offering subsidized leasing to Markovia's Vortex Industries, they're gonna be able to create a high-tech factory here, bringing at the very least 800 new jobs to Star City."

"Can you shed light on the accusation of being the Green Arrow?" a male reporter asked.

"You said you are not the Green Arrow", the female reporter said, "Well then who is?"

"Enough!" Oliver said firmly, "If we're not here to discuss the Markovian initiative, then please get back on the bus, because I will not- for the last time- be answering questions on the Green Arrow."

"But I'd be happy to", one businessman said as he introduced himself, "Alec Tarkov. I'm the vortex CEO. And if your Mayor is truly a CEO, which seems ludicrous- Thank you. We will double our investment. Safe city's a good place to do business, no?"

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Tarkov", Oliver said with a smirk, "But even I don't consider myself much of a superhero."

At that moment, gunshots were fired on them and they all reflexively ducked to avoid them.

"GO! GO! GO!" Oliver said to the others, gesturing to the van.

His bodyguards were gunned down before they could use their own weapons.

Oliver and Quentin managed to get the businessmen and the reporters into the back of the van. Quentin then sat on the driver's seat with Oliver next to him.

Quentin started the van as some gunmen appeared in the front. Quentin hit them with the van, knocking them down as he drove out of the building at full speed.

"HOLD ON! HOLD ON!" he said to everyone on the back. But three gunmen appeared in the front and fired at the window, causing Quentin to lose his grip, skidding the van to a stop.

"Is everyone all right?" Oliver asked everyone on the backseat who managed to nod.

Oliver then felt someone moving towards the van on his side. He quickly opened the door- to see a man standing there, a disturbing smirk on his face.

He sported 2 tattoos of dragons around his neck. Oliver's eyes flashed in recognition on seeing them.

"Hello, Mr. Mayor", he said pleasantly to Oliver, "Hope you're having a pleasant day."

Looking at Oliver's expression, he said, "You look like you want to beat the hell out of me. Don't worry, we're not here for you. We have business with our old Markovian friends."

"But these are legitimate businessmen", Oliver protested.

"I never said my business was illegitimate", the man said before adding with a smirk, "Unless you know something a Mayor should not know."

"Take them", he said to his men who took the Markovian businessmen. Oliver wanted to stop them with every fiber of his being, but he couldn't do it without exposing himself. And considering the report on the news and Agent Watson, that would be a terrible idea.

"We'll be in touch", the man said with his arrogant smirk as he walked away with his men and the businessmen, leaving Oliver, Quentin and the businessmen. Oliver stared after him, shaking with rage.

Later, Oliver and Quentin entered the former's office where John and Dinah were talking.

"Hey", Dinah said as she got up, "We came as soon as we heard."

"We need to know why this man took the Markovians", Oliver growled, "And we need to find him now."

"Oliver, Felicity and Curtis are on this", John said, "But you need to stay down."

"I think I know something about that man", Oliver said to their shock.

"What?" Quentin asked, "How?"

"The dragon tattoos on his neck", Oliver said, "I have seen those before."

"Where?" John asked.

"When I was with the Bratva in Russia", Oliver said, "Anatoli told me there was some new player in town who was dealing with Kovar under the table because he knew the Bratva was too honorable to deal with the likes of him. The packages containing his drugs had that symbol on them. He left after I killed Kovar."

"You have any name?" Dinah asked.

"No", Oliver said, "But he did have an alias- The Dragon."

"The Dragon", Quentin said in an amused tone before saying seriously, "Maybe because of Russia, he somehow knows you are the Green Arrow. I mean, I know I said it is Chase but the way that guy was talking, it's like he was behind the photo."

"The way he was talking", Oliver said, "It was like he was taunting me that he knew who I was. Maybe he knows and he did this to tie my hands."

"We're on this", John assured him, "We'll take care of this."

He then walked away with Quentin and Dinah, leaving behind a frustrated Oliver.

Later, Oliver and Quentin were bombarded by calls from the Markovian consulate though they managed to deflect them for some time.

"The Markovian consulate is losing their minds", Oliver fumed.

"It's the same with the Vortex home office", Quentin said, "They want to send private security to get their people back. I told them we've got it handled but-"

"It felt like you were lying?" Oliver asked and Quentin nodded.

"Where are we with the SCPD?" Oliver then asked to which Quentin said, "Dinah's got people rounding up every thug with a record, but you know, they're short-handed down there."

Before Oliver could respond, Rene arrived saying, "Got a new problem."

He then turned on the TV and the reporter said, "We received an anonymous message from the group claiming responsibility for todays' abduction of the contingent of executives from Markovia. In what can only be called a small consolation, the Mayor and the reporters at the delegation were not-"

"Lady's getting a lot of anonymous messages these days", Rene commented.

"As for what this group exactly wants, they said they will execute the hostages in 12 hours unless the city pays them a ransom of $20 million. Mayor Queen could not be reached for comment."

"Rene", Oliver said, making him switch it off, "My comment is that we don't negotiate with terrorists."

"Yeah, but if we did, we got $20 million from the inauguration of the new police department facility", Rene revealed.

"It's funny", Quentin said, "That's the exact number this Dragon guy chose."

"I don't care what number he chose", Oliver said, "We're not paying him 20 cents."

At that moment, his cell phone vibrated and he picked it up.

"Yes", he said, "This is he."

What the person on the other side said made him pale.

"Is he okay?" he asked, making Quentin and Rene look at him, "No. Of course, of course."

He hung up and said to Quentin and Rene, "I have to go."

Later, Oliver was in the limo with Samantha and William which was driving them to Samantha's house.

"Want to tell us what happened?" Oliver asked gently.

"They know you're the Green Arrow", William said, clinging to his backpack, "They said you're not here to help me."

Samantha gripped her son's shoulder in support as Oliver said sincerely, "Oh, man. William, I am really sorry."

"They were really big eight graders", William added.

"Eight graders, huh?" Oliver mused, "You should go for the nose."

"Oliver!" Samantha stared at him, eyes wide, as William blinked, interested in what Oliver had to say.

"What?" Oliver shrugged, "If something like this happens again, go for the nose. Find the biggest one in the group, walk right up to him without saying a thing, and punch him in the nose as hard as you possible can. He will have no idea what is going on. He won't be able to see, and if he can't see, he can't fight, and then all of his buddies, all the guys that were being so brave, they will back off. Trust me on that one."

"Oh, Oliver", Samantha scolded as she rolled her eyes, "You are such a freak."

Oliver's phone then vibrated and he picked up, "Yeah?"

"It's me", Felicity said, "Hang on a second."

Oliver winced and held the phone away as he heard static, "What was that?"

"Had to secure the line", she said, "Curtis and I found the Dragon."

"Russian restaurant owned by a dummy corporation", Curtis took over, "Thermal satellite reads 4 bodies in an industrial cooler."

"Is it the hostages?" Oliver asked.

"That's what we're thinking", Felicity replied.

"Text me the address", Oliver ordered, "I'll be there soon."

He looked at Samantha and William and said, "I'm sorry but I have to go."

When Samantha nodded, he said, "Stop the car, please."

As the car was stopped, William asked, "Dad?"

"Listen", Oliver said as he kneeled down, "Go home with your mother. I promise that we'll talk right about this when I get home, but for now, I got to go. Please, trust me."

William nodded and Oliver walked out of the car, leaving Samantha and William behind.

"3 access points", Spartan said, "North, south and east."

"Lance said these guys are packing some heavy artillery", Canary said as she walked up to him.

"Where's GA?" Mister Terrific asked.

"Swinging here like a badass", Black Siren commented as everyone rolled their eyes.

"I am here!"

The three turned to see Green Arrow standing there.

"I thought that bitchy agent wouldn't let you get around anywhere", Black Siren commented.

"It wasn't easy", Green Arrow said before ordering, "Terrific, keep eyes on the perimeter. Spartan, Black Siren, Canary, occupy the guards. I'll extract the Markovians."

He then fired a line and swung down, crashing through the window. As a guard turned towards him, he rolled towards him, grabbed him and slammed him to the ground.

As he moved further in, another guard attacked him but he blocked, smacked him with the bow on his chest and slammed his head on the table.

As another attacked, he blocked, slammed his head on the table and threw him away. He then heard footsteps and turned to see 2 more approaching.

He blocked the first's attack and slammed him on the table. The other tried to hit him with a hammer but he blocked with the bow before hitting him on the elbow, disarming him. He then kicked him away. The previous one got up to attack again but he grabbed his head, slid it on the table and threw him off before kicking the hammer guy away.

One more attacked but he blocked, smacked him on the chest with the bow and threw him over the table, before moving further in.

Outside, Black Siren and Canary used their Canary cries in perfect sync, throwing away a bunch of guards and immobilizing them.

Green Arrow slammed a guard on a lit stove, putting him on fire. He then kicked him away. Canary hit a guard on the legs with her bo-staff, putting him down. Another rushed her but Black Siren tripped him with her foot and then kicked him on the head, knocking him out.

A guard attacked Spartan but he shot him down. He kicked away another sneaking up on him and shot down another in front of him. A last guard tried to sneak up on him but Black Siren sent him flying off with a Canary Cry.

A guard tried to leap at Green Arrow with a knife but he kicked him on the chest and he was out. Another attacked but he grabbed him by the collar, slammed him on the wall and then threw him away. He then took out an explosive arrow and fired at a door, blowing it into pieces.

The Markovian businessmen walked out of the room. Green Arrow was shocked though.

"There were 4 of you", he said to them, counting only 3 right now.

"Alex Tarkov", one of them said, "Our CEO. They took him."

"Where?"

"They did not tell us."

"Spartan, Black Siren, Canary, we are short one hostage", Green Arrow told them.

"We just did a sweep", Canary said, "There is no one else here."

"Overwatch!" Green Arrow asked.

"I don't know what happened", she said, "Thermal read 4 bodies inside. They must have moved one."

"In the least surprising news ever", Felicity said to the others, "The restaurant that used to be run by the Bratva is lacking in security cams."

"So you mean mobsters like their privacy?" Dinah asked sarcastically.

"Maybe Russian mobsters did", Laurel said.

"So what now?" Oliver asked.

"So now I show you security camera footage from outside the restaurant", Felicity said and showed them the footage. They saw the man with the dragon tattoos leaving with Tarkov.

"Where's the Dragon taking Tarkov?" John said.

"Well, from this feed, it looks like he's headed north-east, but we lose him right about here", Felicity said, pointing at the direction.

"We can still find him though, right?" Curtis said.

"Oh, totally", Felicity said.

"John, Laurel, Dinah", Oliver said, "Prepare to hit whatever location Felicity and Curtis come up with."

He then walked out, leaving them to do the work.

Oliver walked up to William and said, "I'm sorry buddy, I ran out on you both. But I know you needed help with this so do you want to learn a few more moves or-"

"I don't want to learn how to fight", William protested.

"I don't want to teach you to fight", Oliver said, "But sometimes, bullies can't be reasoned with."

"Well, you can just stay away from them", Samantha said.

"Sometimes, they don't want to stay away from you", Oliver said.

"Why did you leave us like that?" William asked.

"I am sorry, William", Oliver said.

"I didn't know if you were gonna come back", William said emotionally.

"William, look at me", Oliver said as he put his hands on his son's shoulders, making him look at him, "I will always come back."

"Will you really?" William asked, "There's a million psychos out there, trying to kill you, like the one that kidnapped me and mom."

"I-I can handle them", Oliver said.

"What if you can't?" William asked, "I just started getting to know my dad. And then I'll lose you."

"I swear to God I will never let that happen to you", Oliver promised.

"It's not up to you", William pointed out.

Oliver's cell phone then vibrated and he said, "Sorry. I got work."

"Which work?" William asked as Oliver walked out.

"William!" Samantha scolded him.

Oliver accepted the video call and his blood boiled on seeing the Dragon on the other end.

"Hello, Oliver", he said smugly.

"Why are you doing this, huh?" Oliver asked angrily, "What do you want?"

"I just want some more money than I already have", the Dragon said, "And from what I've heard, this city has recently come into position of $20 million."

"There are plenty of other cities", Oliver said.

"Yes, there are", the Dragon said, "But this is the one I want. And to get it, I must remove all the obstacles. The biggest of them being you. But I know, people like you always need persuasion."

He then shifted the phone, focusing it on Tarkov who was also there. Only, there were unhealthy, decaying scales on his face.

"The muscles of this nice man have been paralyzed", the Dragon said calmly, making Oliver's blood boil, "That'll be followed by lung collapse and he won't be able to breathe. This happens in maybe 3 hours. I have a cure for his condition. Do you have the cure for mine?"

"Who are you?" Oliver asked in a threatening tone.

"My name is- Diaz", the Dragon said smugly with a smirk, "Ricardo Diaz."

And then the video call ended.

Later, Oliver was working in his office, frustrated by the demands of this Ricardo Diaz and enraged by the fact that Watson wanted to interrogate his son which Rene had informed him.

At that moment, the door opened and Roy walked in.

As Roy took his seat, Oliver asked, "What're you doing here?"

"Thea told me about what happened with William at school". Roy said, "You know, kids are mean."

"It's not bullies he's worried about", Oliver said, "He's worried about me. He thinks I may not come back one day."

"Oh boy!" Roy said.

"I told him that I'd always come back", Oliver said, "I've never lied to my kid before."

"You know, this is coming from the guy who sent his kid's mother to prison while she was pregnant", Roy said while Oliver sensed some minor guilt in his voice over that, "But me and Thea, we're trying our best to be there for her. Everything we can do, we're doing it. Because we love her, and she should know that."

"What's the point you're trying to make?" Oliver asked.

"No one knows whether you will return from the field or not", Roy said, "But you need to be there for your kid while you are around. He should know you love him."

Oliver nodded, grateful to Roy for the advice. His cell phone then vibrated and he looked at it. Looking at Roy, he said, "We have Diaz's location."

"All right", Roy said, "Good luck."

Oliver nodded in thanks and went out from the back entrance.

Green Arrow and Spartan looked over at the shipyard as they stood atop a container. Spartan gave Green Arrow the cure for Tarkov's condition, which had been developed by Dr. Schwartz. The two then stood, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Wild Dog and Mister Terrific were walking around, discussing how to alert the others about their position if they were in a fight. At that moment, they saw a bunch of men standing, aiming their guns on them.

"Heads up!" Mister Terrific said as the two ran to avoid the shots.

Spartan shot down a guard. Five others turned to fire at him but Black Siren arrived and hit them with a Canary Cry, knocking them all down. One of them tried to get up but Canary arrived and hit his head with her bo-staff, knocking him out.

A man suddenly arrived behind Canary and tried to choke her with a rope. Before Spartan could do a thing, Black Siren kicked him on the side of the knee and then gave him a kick in a rotatory motion on the side of the head, freeing Canary. Canary then turned and screamed at him, knocking him out. She gave Black Siren a nod of appreciation.

Green Arrow kicked away a man rushing him. Another attacked him from the side but he flipped him over his shoulder. Another arrived to kick him but he blocked and swept his feet from under him. Another tried to spin kick him but he grabbed his foot and flipped him to the ground. Another tried to attack him with a knife but he kicked him away and then flipped another over his shoulder.

Mister Terrific threw his T-Spheres, knocking down some men while Wild Dog fired at them.

Green Arrow threw down a man before blocking another's strike and throwing him away too. He then punched a man out. Another attacked him but he avoided and smacked him with his bow, knocking him out. Another thug attacked him but he kneed him on the chest and he was down. Another one tried to attack too but Green Arrow blocked, smacked his elbow with his bow and then kneed him on the chest, putting him down. He then fired an arrow at the last one, putting him down.

He then moved further in and saw Tarkov tied up, Diaz standing next to him.

"I asked specifically for $20 million because I knew you had them", Diaz said, "Are you seriously trading this man's life for the new police station?"

"Not exactly", Green Arrow said and fired an arrow on Tarkov's shoulder.

"I don't think you understand how this rescue thing works", Diaz said.

"I actually do", Green Arrow said and Diaz watched as the scales on Tarkov started disappearing.

"A cure, huh?" Diaz said, "Clever."

"Now step away from him, Diaz", Green Arrow said, "He's not part of this."

"I made him part of this", Diaz said and at that moment, there was a gunshot. The bullet hit Tarkov on the heart, killing him.

"And I never got my money", Diaz said.

"I'm going to kill you?" Green Arrow said as he aimed an arrow at him.

"Really, Mr. Queen?"

Green Arrow's widened in shock as he realized his guess was right, "You leaked my photo. You did all this. Why? And how do you know who I am?"

"Let's just say I made a friend", Diaz said, "He will take you down so I can take this city."

Diaz then suddenly threw a flashbbang grenade on the ground and disappeared.

That evening, Roy and Laurel were called into Agent Watson's office for interrogation.

"You're the Arrow. You live with Oliver Queen' sister so you know him", Watson said to Roy who sat across the table from her, "So don't you think he became the Green Arrow to honor you? And Laurel, you were the Black Canary. Was he the Green Arrow?"

"No, he wasn't", Laurel said, "The Green Arrow never told me who he actually was."

"I have no idea", Roy said to answer Watson's question, "But if he is, then I am proud of him for that. He saved this city from Damien Darhk and he helped to stop an alien Invasion last year. I'm in shock that the President has asked you to investigate him."

Samantha's professional expression turned to one of shock for a moment which Roy and Laurel noticed.

"Unless you're doing this behind her back", Laurel said with her old evil smirk, unnerving her, "This is some vendetta, isn't it?"

Before Watson could respond, Oliver walked in and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"About time", Watson said, "Though I think your son was supposed to be here-"

"Let me stop you right there", Oliver said firmly, "Roy, Laurel, a minute please?"

As Roy and Laurel walked out, Watson said, "Can you contact your former temporary DA? Matthew Murdock? He seems like a suspicious person to me. He shows up. The Devil shows up. He leaves. The Devil disappears. I think he might know something."

"Do you hear yourself, Agent Watson?" Oliver asked incredulously, "You are implying that a blind man is a vigilante. Seriously?"

"What if he was faking-"

"And regardless of who you think I am, I won't let you involve my 11-year old son in this. He's been through a lot", Oliver said, "For the past few months, I have been trying to be a good father to him. To be there for him even as I walk between 2 worlds. As Mayor. As father."

"Touching speech", Watson commented, "But you do realize that telling the FBI how to conduct an investigation is obstruction of justice, right?"

"You are accusing me of breaking the law even though you're trying to investigate someone the President pardoned for vigilantism behind her back", Oliver said angrily and Watson paled.

"I called her to ask why an FBI agent is in Star City to arrest the Green Arrow", Oliver said, "She would like to speak to you."

He called her and said, "Mrs. President. I'm here with Agent Watson."

He put the phone on speaker as the President told Watson, "Agent Samanda Watson, you are hereby relieved of your badge for trying to conduct an investigation of one of the country's greatest heroes behind my back. Be grateful that the removal of your position is the only punishment I have for you."

Watson could only glare at Oliver as he smirked victoriously.

Sometime after Felicity and Curtis had anonymously given evidence to the media that the photo of Oliver as the Green Arrow was doctored, Oliver walked up to William who was playing a video game and said, "I would like to apologize."

"For what?" William asked as he paused the game.

"For making a promise I couldn't keep", Oliver said, "You were right and I was wrong."

"And?" William asked.

"I can't promise anything like that now", Oliver said, "But I promise you that I will be there for you as much as I can and I will be the father you need me to be. I love you, son."

Hearing that, William hugged Oliver tightly and said emotionally, "I love you too, dad."

Oliver's phone suddenly vibrated and he said to William, "I have to take this."

As William let him go, Oliver picked up the call and greeted the caller, "Lyla."

"Oliver", she said from the other side.

"What happened?" he asked, "Why're you calling me?"

"Why do you ask?" she asked cheekily.

"Because I know that whenever you call me, something bad has happened", Oliver said cheekily.

"It's not bad, Oliver", Lyla said, adopting a serious tone, "It's horrible."

"What is it?" Oliver asked, having a bad feeling about this.

"Adrian Chase", Lyla said, "He was broken out of Lian Yu."

Oliver's eyes widened in shock and he paled.

Central City

Cisco Ramon opened the door to his house and walked inside. It was dark. He switched the lights on. He then put down his bag and decided to cook something for himself.

As he moved towards the kitchen, a dart hit him on the neck and he fell down, his vision blurring. Before he was out, he saw a masked man with a bow and arrows looking down on him.

Hope you liked this.

There. A sensible way to end the FBI drama.

Next chapter will feature Earth-199999. Like I said, this is a slow burn so bear with me till then.

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