Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or anything else you may recognize. All characters belong to their creators. With the Exception of Alddam Mastir (Ken Masters). Thea Dinah Queen (Tayr) won't be a big part of the main story line but she will be a huge part of the flashbacks. The reason I created her is to serve as a reason for Oliver and Sara to feel more human than warriors. She should serve as the light in their darkness. Also, unless otherwise stated the vigilantes (in gear) will have on their voice modifiers.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

The day we went missing... was the day we died. Five years in hell forged us into weapons, which we use to honor a vow we made to my father, who sacrificed his life for ours. In his final moments, he told us the truth... that our family's wealth had been built on the suffering of others. That he failed our city, and that it was up to us to save it and right his wrongs. But to do that without endangering the people closest to us, we have to be someone else. we have to be something else.

[ROOFTOP NIGHT]

The hood and the woman in black are standing on the roof as men start running at them. The hood uses his bow as a staff and engages the first guard, as he turns he hits another guard legs and drops him on the ground only to come up and fire an arrow at a third guard knocking him down with the force as the arrow pierces his shoulder.

"Who are they?" Screams Marcus Redman as he sees his guards fall in front of him.

As the hood moves closer to Redman the woman in black uses her staff on the wounded men knocking them unconscious so that they needn't worry about them later.

"Where'd they come from?" Yells one of the guards as the hood uses his bow as brass knuckles and beats the man unconscious. "Get the chopper back now!" Redman tells his guards as the hood turns to his partner and nods his head in the direction of the last two guards, instantly the woman in black breaks her staff apart and with a fury of shots placed expertly to the knees, hands, arms and head knocking him unconscious.

"What's going on here?" Exclaims the last guard standing as he notices that he's the last one standing and rushes at the woman in black. She smirks and runs at him as she strikes the right foot of the man flipping him over and then chopping at the man with her batons effectively putting him down.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Please, wait, wait!" Redman pleads as he slowly backs away from the hood and the woman in black. Not noticing the man in the black robe behind him until it's too late. As he turns around the man in the robe grabs him and throws him to the lower roof below on top of the ventilator fan. Redman screams as he is thrown and the man in the black robe jumps next to him and kicks open the grate covering the fan. Sparks explode from the fan as metal grinds with metal.

Redman manages a stifled groan as the man in the black robe grabs him and forces his head towards the fan stopping only inches away. "No? No, please! No, please, please!" he continues to plead until the woman in black speaks, "Marcus Redman, you have failed this city!"

"Please! No, please, no! Don't hurt me, please!" fear showing in the cries of Redman as he tries to squirm away from the grip of the man in the robe. The man in the hood disregards his pleas, "Cell phone, inside pocket, call your partner. Tell him to give those pensioners back their money." The man in the robe pushes Redman's face closer to the fan, "Oh, please don't!"

"Do it now!" roars the man in the robe causing Redman to stop struggling and quickly agree, "Okay." The man in the robe releases him and jumps down from the ventilator fan, the three vigilantes walk off into the darkness.

As they head back to their base their coms activate, "Beloved, Sarab has sent word that the new 'toy' is ready." The man in the black robe stops running and smiles, "Excellent, was he able to add the extras into them?" He watches as the hood and the woman in black ride off on their bike.

"Yes, Sarab said they have been made to self-destruct after a time if they are not deactivated. He has also added another feature, twisting the device in the opposite direction as if deactivating the device becomes a smoke grenade the explodes upon impact without the sonic wave being activated." Nyssa explained to her husband.

"Very well, they sound like a perfect addition to her arsenal. It's time to head home." With that Ken sprints from rooftop to rooftop heading back to base.

[QUEEN MANSION - DAY]

Ken and Nyssa head into Oliver's room to have a talk with the couple before heading out. Ken knocks on the door and he hears the shuffle of little feet coming to open it. Tayr opens the door and smiles at her aunt and uncle, "Morning!" Nyssa chuckles slightly, "Morning Tayr, how are you this morning?" Nyssa picks Tayr up and walk inside the room, "I'm ready to go, look at the pretty dress grandma got me!" She points to the dress she is wearing. Nyssa smiles and carries her off towards the mirror as Ken walks up to Oliver and Sara.

"Nyssa and I have spoken and we believe it's for the best if we moved into our own place that can double as a makeshift base for when we need to move quickly." Ken spoke as he watched his beloved with Tayr.

"Actually, we had a similar thought, it'd be better for our families especially if we're targeted." Oliver states as he adjusts his tie.

"It's getting harder to be alone and we don't want to leave Tayr alone with people asking what was so important we left our little bird behind with the nanny and guard." Sara adds before turning to Ken, "Do you think Nyssa would be okay getting a place for the four us?"

"I do not mind, we are family an unorthodox family but a family all the same." Nyssa says as she looks at them with Tayr nodding her head in agreement.

"There you have it, now it's just a matter if you wish to find it on our own or have Sarab help in the search for one." Ken adds in before they walk down to join the rest of the Queen family.

Oliver, Sara, Tayr, Ken and Nyssa walk into the sitting room where Moira Queen is sitting on the couch with Walter standing behind her and Thea Queen standing next to the couch.

News: Over the past 15 years, Mr. Redman has withdrawn more than 30 million dollars from the plant's account. Mr. Redman claims refunding the Halcyon pension plan has always been his intent. But sources say Redman was coerced by the vigilantes. A sketch of the Hood and the woman in black appears on the television with the caption reading MYSTERIOUS VIGILANTES.

Oliver extends his arm in disbelief toward the television, "This guy gets more air time than the Kardashians, right?"

"Five years on an island and you still know who they are." Thea looks at him in disbelief.

"We've been catching up. It's nice to see how much our culture has improved while we were away." Sara responds to the younger Queen.

"No, the city used to be different. People used to feel safe." Moira adds in as she places her newspaper down.

"Oh, what's the matter, Mom? Afraid we're going to be next?" Thea asks her mother.

"Do you have any questions about today, Oliver, Sara? It's a simple proof of life declaration and everything for Tayr has been taken care of so no need to worry." Walter tells the young couple who nod their head signaling they don't have any questions.

Moira stands up and Walter straightens his suit jacket. "Just read out a brief, prepared statement to the judge, and then your death in absentia judgment will be voided." Walter further explains, he then turns to Ken, "Have you taken care of your case or do you need help?"

"My father has taken care of everything as soon as we heard my beloved was alive. No need to worry about us." Nyssa responds as Ken puts his arm around her waist.

Oliver smiles and looks at Walter, "It's fine, Walter, I've been in a courtroom before." As Oliver speaks Tommy enters. "Four times by my estimate. You know, there was the DUI, the assault on that paparazzi douchebag, stealing that taxi, which was just awesome, by the way, and who could forget peeing on the cop?" he says as way of hello.

"I wish everyone would." The Queen matriarch responds.

Ken and Nyssa look at Oliver, "You really peed on a cop? We thought Sara was joking about it."

"Nope it happened once upon a time." Sara chimed in with an amused smile as if remembering the event in her mind which made Oliver look at her with a tight smile but instead of replying to her, he looks over at tommy, "We'd hang, but we're headed to court."

"I know, that's why I'm here. My best friend and his girlfriend are getting legally resurrected, I wouldn't miss this for the world." He says with smile on his face. Oliver gives a slight smile in return before replying in a whisper, "Right. Okay," he turns to his sister and back to normal volume, "What about you?"

"Oh, I think the first four times of you in court was enough for me." She tells him as she walks away from the group. "Fair enough." Oliver replies but can see that he's a bit hurt by it.

Diggle enters the room and turns to the Queen matriarch, "Mrs. Queen? Car's ready." He then walks right back out of the room followed by Moira and Walter slowly followed by the rest of the group.

[COURTHOUSE DAY]

As soon as the car pulls up to the courthouse the press surrounds them, "Mr. Queen, can we get a comment, sir?" a man asks as a woman also tries to get their attention, "...return to civilization after five years on a deserted island."

"Can you tell us what happened on that island, Mr. Queen, Ms. Lance?"

[FLASHBACK]

Oliver and Sara are thrown from the bed they were sitting on as the boat starts to sink. Sara screams as Oliver makes his way to her and are swept by the ocean.

The family exits the car and are bombarded with questions about the accident, "Tell us about the accident, Mr. Queen." The press continues, "5 years on an island." The only thing on Oliver and Sara's mind is their daughter who thanks to Vicky and Anna is already inside the courthouse waiting for them.

[FLASHBACK]

Oliver emerges from below the water and frantically searches for Sara. When his father, Sara and a crew member find him and help him on board. Oliver once on the life raft reaches for Sara's hand and takes her in his arms.

[INSIDE COURTROOM DAY]

"There was a storm. The boat went down. We were the only survivors." Oliver states as the people in the room see how hard it is for him to speak about the accident.

[FLASHBACK]

The boat is sinking and rain pours from the sky. Oliver, Sara, his Father, and another man are on a life raft. Oliver and Sara are holding on to each other afraid to let go lest the ocean takes the other away. With tears in his eyes Oliver remembers that Sara was almost taken away from him and that thought is too much to bare, he realizes it and finally admits it, "I love you Sara."

"Mr. Queen didn't make it." Sara continues to speak because she knows that every time Oliver talks about his father all he can think about is his final act of love for his son.

[FLASHBACK]

His Father holds a gun to his head. Tells them to survive and right his wrongs.

"No!" Oliver screams as his father pulls the trigger.

"We almost died, W... we thought that we had, because we spent so many days on that life raft before we saw the island." Oliver continued glancing at Sara in thanks for helping him.

"When we reached it, we knew... We knew that we were going to have to live one for the other." Sara adds as they squeeze each other's hands in comfort the weight of their small lies building because no matter what they said they knew the truth to Roberts death.

"And in those five years, it was that one thought that kept us going," Oliver started and Sara quickly continued, "But then among the chaos of the island we were given a gift, another reason to keep fighting and live. Our daughter, Thea Dinah Queen." As she finished the murmurs coming from the limited press that was admitted into the room caused the Judge to quiet them down or be removed from the room. They looked at the family and sure enough sitting on the lap of a young woman was a child no more than four, looking at her parents in the middle of the room with a sad smile on her face.

"Your Honor, we move to vitiate the death in absentia filed after Oliver's and Sara's disappearance at sea aboard the Queen's Gambit five years-ago. Unfortunately, we will not be requesting that the declaration of death filed for the petitioner's father, Robert Queen, be rescinded. The Queen family is only entitled to one miracle, I'm afraid." The family lawyer concluded.

Oliver and Sara walked over to the young woman, Vicky, and took Tayr from her. They hugged her tightly because she also knew the truth about her grandfather having visited his grave on the island multiple times.

[COURTHOUSE ON THE WAY OUT]

"Now, onto the offices. Everyone is waiting to meet you there." Moira told Oliver who glanced at Ken who simply nodded. A conversation spoken in a single glance, "Alright mom, I can't wait to see how much its changed in these five years, he replied."

"Uh, Ollie, that was, uh...a little bit heavier than I was expecting it to be. Me and Nyssa are going to head home, okay?" Sara said as she carried a sleepy Tayr in her arms. Oliver smiled at his two greatest loves and nodded in understanding, "Of course." She gave him a thankful smile in return, "Thank you."

Walter and Moira say their goodbyes to Sara and Nyssa as they head out in another direction so that the press doesn't catch them. Walter turns to Oliver, "See you at the offices then, we'll be leaving first." Oliver nods and smiles at his mother.

Oliver, Ken and Tommy run into Laurel heading up the steps, "I... Hi. You just missed Sara, Nyssa and Tayr." Oliver tells her. "Oh, hey sorry I couldn't make it I was helping a client prepare for what's about to happen." She tells him with an apologetic smile on her face.

Ken smiles in understanding, "It's fine Laurel we understand, you fight for the innocent."

Tommy watches the exchange feeling left out and finally speaks, "Hi," is the only thing he can say and Oliver tries to fight back a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Laurel asks him. "Oh, they were bringing my best friend and his girlfriend back from the dead. Legally speaking." He adds.

Oliver looks at the one person he doesn't recognize and extends his hand in greeting to Emily, standing to the right of Laurel. "Hi, Oliver Queen and this is my fellow castaway Ken." Emily shakes his hand. "Emily Nocenti."

"Well Emily from my understanding you're in very capable hands." Ken smiles at the women.

"Sorry Ollie, Ken but we have to get going, I'll see you guys later. Excuse me." Laurel walks past Oliver and Tommy. "It was nice to meet you." Emily says before following after Laurel.

[OUTSIDE COURTHOUSE DAY]

Ken walks out first closely followed by Tommy and Oliver. The press doesn't swarm them as they are too busy questioning a man at the moment.

"Mr. Somers, one question, sir." A reporter asks.

"I don't know what I've done to earn this witch hunt from Miss Lance and her bosses at the CNRI. But I can tell you this. I am an honest businessman, and I will fight this slander to my last dime and breath. That's all I have to say, thank you." Somers states before walking away.

Leaving the reporters trying to talk amongst themselves before someone spots the trio heading down the courthouse. "There's Mr. Queen!" The press turns around and bombard them with questions, "Tell us what happened inside, Mr. Queen… Is it true you have a daughter?"

Diggle walks with Oliver, Ken and Tommy to the car pushing the press out of the way. "Step back everybody, please." Diggle tells the press as they continue to question the castaways. "Can you give us a couple comments about the island, Mr. Queen, Mr. Masters? Before you go, sirs, please. Couple of comments about the island, sirs." Oliver and Ken keep quiet just trying to make it to the car, "What happened in there?" Is the last thing Ken or Oliver hear before they step into the car while Diggle try's to back the press away, "All, right? Everybody step back."

"Hey man, I'll make you swallow that Nikon! Back!" He roars as he is finally able to close the door when, suddenly the car takes off leaving Tommy and Diggle behind. "This happens to you a lot, doesn't it?" Tommy asked feeling sorry for the bodyguard as Diggle is obviously frustrated.

[MEANWHILE INSIDE COURTROOM DAY]

"How much is a life worth? A life of a man, a good man, a stevedore on the docks of the city in which we live." Laurel begins.

"A father. A man with a daughter. The plaintiff will prove by a preponderance of evidence that Victor Nocenti learned that his boss, that man sitting right there, Martin Somers, was taking bribes from the Chinese Triad to smuggle drugs into our city, and when Victor Nocenti threatened to tell the police, Martin Somers had him killed."

[FLASHBACK]

Somers is standing while two men drag Victor Nocenti towards him. They force him to kneel in front of Somers as one tilts Nocenti's head back and cuts his throat open. As Nocenti begins to choke on his own blood filling his lungs.

"Mr. Somers is very well-connected, and has friends in the District Attorney's office. Which is why, if Emily Nocenti is to get justice for her father's death, if Martin Somers is to get justice for his crimes, then someone is going to have to do it for them." Laurel finishes.

[WAREHOUSE DAY]

Sara is in her workout clothes which show off some of her scars from the island and starts climbing a thick rope using just her arms. Martin Somers. Laurel's targeted the worst of Starling City, so it's no surprise his name is on Oliver's father's list. Nyssa is practicing sword skills on metal bars.

The city's police and the D.A. can't stop him, or won't. Laurel thinks she's the only one willing to bring him to justice. She's wrong.

[SHIPPING DOCK WAREHOUSE]

"You, listen up. The longer this goes on, the more likely the media is going to crucify me. You shut this trial down, do you understand me?" Somers tells on of his men. "Yes, sir." Comes the reply before electricity crackles and the lights flash off and on during which time you can hear blows from a staff connecting to the men guarding Somers. All that can be heard after are the moans of the men falling to the ground unconscious.

Somers looks around as the lights finally come back on. The three men in the warehouse are lying on the ground, face down, not one was able to draw their weapon. "What... What..." Somers begins to babble when suddenly he is pulled away by a quick rope around the neck.

Somers' comes to with an upside-down view of the woman in black and a new figure, a woman dressed similar to the man in the black robe except that her mask is more of a sheer scarf covering only her nose and mouth while leaving her eyes open; her attire forms to her figure and is accentuated with dark red and unlike the man in the robe she wields a bow and sword.

"Martin Somers..." Comes the distorted voice of the woman in black. "Who the hell are you?" Somers cuts in before the woman in black continues as if he hadn't spoken, "...you've failed this city!" The woman with the bow lodges an arrow and aims at Somers.

"No! No, no, no, no, no!" He begins to beg as the arrow flies too close for comfort next to Somers. The woman in black speaks again, "You're going to testify in that trial. You're going to confess to having Victor Nocenti killed. There won't be a second warning." And with that the other archer lets another arrow fly that grazes Somers' right cheek making it bleed. Sommers shuts his eyes and in screams in pain but when he opens them up again the two women are gone.

[QUEEN CONSOLIDATED]

"I hired you to protect my son. Now, I'm not a professional bodyguard, but it seems to me that the first requirement would be managing to stay next to the man you're hired to protect." Moira short of yelling speaks to Diggle.

"With all due respect, ma'am, I never had a client who didn't want my protection." Diggle responds trying to not sound as frustrated as he truly is.

"I hired you. That makes me the client. Now where do you think my son is going on these chaperones less excursions?" She asks the bodyguard who looks at her and answers in all honesty, "Ma'am, I truly do not know."

Oliver steps out of the elevator and into the reception area of Walter's office. "And he truly doesn't."

Moira turns to her son, "Then perhaps you'd like to share with me, you know, where it is you run off to." Oliver chuckles "We've been on an island for five years."

"I know that, Oliver." Moira begins but is cut off by Ken appearing right behind Oliver, "And on the island, there were things that we missed and now that we're back we can't seem to get enough of." Looking down at the to-go bags from Big Belly Burger.

"I see." Moira smiles at her son and is glad that he is eating properly, if not healthy.

"I promise to stop running off on Mr. Diggle but with the swarm of the press we just wanted some air to breath..." Oliver looked at his mother and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Good, I'd rather you two take Mr. Diggle with you on your next craving run. It's not safe, you've already been abducted once. There are maniacs out there, hunting the wealthy." She tells Oliver and looks at Ken who nods sympathetically at the worried woman.

"That maniac saved my life." Oliver begins but Ken cuts him off, "It's better to be safe than sorry, look at it from your mother's prospective, she's lost you once before and I don't think she could live through it again." Moira gives Ken a thankful smile as Oliver nods in defeat.

"Okay. Dig's my guy." He mutters after a few seconds. "Thank you. Now I'll be waiting in Walter's office for you two." She says as she steps through the double doors, leaving Oliver, Ken and Diggle alone.

Oliver looks at the man, "Sorry to give you so much grief."

"I served three tours in Afghanistan, Mr. Queen. You don't even come close to my definition of 'grief.' But I tell you what... You ditch me one more time, no one will have to fire me." Diggle replies before moving to the end of the room where he can view the entire area and look for threats.

[QUEEN MANSION]

Sara and Nyssa enter and pass Thea dressed in a red dress. "Where you going?" Sara asks the younger Queen.

"Uh... Somewhere loud and smoky. And don't bother telling Ollie, I'm just going to go get drunk instead." Thea responds.

"Thea, do you think that this is what your dad would want for you?" Sara asks her with a bit of concern in her voice.

"Dead people don't want anything. It's one of the benefits of being dead." Comes the dark reply.

"Oliver and I were dead. And we wanted a lot."

"Except for his family. He's been home a week, and all he does is avoid Mom, ignore Walter, and judge me." Thea says letting the mask she wears crumble a little. Sara sighs, "If that was true we wouldn't have named our daughter after you, Thea. Ollie's been through hell not just protecting me but our child as well. He had to grow up in the span of a couple months, and each time we talk about his ways before the island, he admits that he wasn't the greatest of men because he took everything for granted. He matured speedy, he became the man that your father saw he could become. It's not that he is judging you, he just cares about you and wants you to be safe. He doesn't want you to go through hell in order to change."

Sara and Nyssa leave her to her thoughts as they walk up to Oliver's room to check up on Tayr.

[SHIPPING WAREHOUSE AFTER THE ATTACK]

Hilton, Somers, and a group of policemen are in the warehouse. "Well, I owe you an apology, Mr. Somers. We come all the way down to your docks, and it turns out, you don't need the police after all." Begins Hilton as he looks at Somers with a bit of disgust.

"Which is exactly what I've been saying." Somers replies through gritted teeth, "Yeah. So, I guess tha call that we got an hour ago, from your stevedore, saying that you were getting attacked by a woman in black with a silver staff… I I guess...I guess that, well... Hmm. Was that a practical joke?" Hilton spat back.

"These guys like to fool around." Somers replied with some threat to his voice. "Yeah." Hilton scoffed at the man. "Well, you know, I'd be very much inclined to believe an honest, upstanding businessman like yourself, except, well, one of my men found this at your docks." Hilton pulls a black arrow with red markings on the fletching.

"You see, there's these vigilantes running around. They think they are some kind of Robin Hood's. They are robbing the rich, trying to teach them a lesson I'm guessing. I don't know, I don't know. But the point is... these people are killers. And nothing, and no one, is going to stop me from bringing them down. But like you said... clearly, nothing happened here last night."

Somers turns to Quinten who had stayed away from the conversation, "Isn't this a conflict of interest, Detective? After all, your daughter is suing me." Quinten looks at him, "I'm pretty good at keeping my emotions in check."

"I'm not." Somers stands up and threateningly gets in Quentin's space. "You and your daughter don't want to find out what I'm capable of when I get emotional."

Quentin walks and the other policemen walk out. Somers looks nervously at the arrow on his desk.

[QUEEN CONSOLIDATED – EVENING]

Walter gets up and walks towards Oliver and Ken who have just walked in after Moira. He shakes their hands, "As you can see, Oliver, we've modernized quite a bit." Oliver looks around the Office and adjacent conference room and lets out a small whistle.

"Are you enjoying yourselves?" Moira asks as Oliver and Ken look back at her after checking out the office. "Yes, I am but I don't know about Ken." Oliver looks to his brother in arms, "Oh, I am. The place just screams advancement to me." He finishes with a smile at Moira and Walter.

"I remember when your father used to bring you here when you were a boy. You always were so excited." Walter reminisces as he looks at Oliver, "Dad let me drink soda in the office."

"Ah, so that's why you enjoyed coming." Moira rolls her eyes at the thought.

"The Queen Consolidated success of late is a result of its targeted diversification. We have been making impressive inroads in cutting-edge fields like bio tech and clean energy." Walter explains to both of the young men.

"That's neat." Ken replies looking over at Oliver who has the same look on his face as his own, they have no idea what Walter is talking about.

"Sweetheart, Oliver, Walter and I have something to discuss with you. Come, please sit." Moira motions to the sitting area in Walter's Office. "Mom, it makes me nervous when you ask me to sit down."

"The company's about to break ground on a new site for the Applied Sciences division, and we would like to honor your father by dedicating the building in his name." Walter explains.

"Nice." Oliver says with a small grin before his mother knocks it off his face, "And we'd like to make an announcement at the dedication that you will be taking a leadership position in the company."

"No." Oliver quickly replies but before he can continue his mother interjects, "No, your... Your company. You said that you were a different person. You are Robert Queen's son."

"I don't need to be reminded of that." Oliver tells her but she doesn't see the pain that comes to his eyes at the mention of his father. "Well, obviously, you do." She responds clearly upset that her son hasn't matured.

"Everyone here understands that this transition is really difficult for you." Walter comes to Oliver's aid sensing that he had wanted to explain.

"Thank you, Walter. What I was trying to say was that I am not ready for such a position, I thought it'd be best if I shadowed Walter or another executive to get an idea of what I would be dealing with, instead of jumping straight in." Oliver tells his mother.

Moira smiles and starts walking towards her son, no longer the selfish boy, no he had grown into a fine young man and unfortunately it had taken a tragedy to awaken him. She looks at Oliver and hugs him tightly, her small boy was now on the path of becoming a great man.

"You know, five years ago, your irresponsibility was somewhat charming. Now, this new you is what your father and I always believed you could be, and I couldn't be more proud." She sheds a single tear from the emotions swirling inside of her.

"Oh, but I have one condition" he looks over at Ken whose eyes widen knowing what was coming and trying to silently convince him to change his mind to no avail, "I want Ken to join me because I want both of us to learn how to properly run a business." Oliver declares.

Moira smiles and nods her head in agreement.

[QUEEN CONSOLIDATED NIGHT]

Diggle walks out of the building ahead of Oliver and Ken to keep them away from the press but someone spots the, "There they are!" A horde of reporters is on top of them trying to get them to talk and trying to get the best picture of the two castaways. Diggle escorts them through the horde of reporters, and once Diggle opens the doors to the car they all get into the backseats of the car.

"The driver will be here in a minute." Diggle tells the brothers. "Okay." Oliver replies as he is deep in thought.

"You know, I spent the first 27 years of my life in Starling City, and the next five in Afghanistan. You want to know what I learned?" Diggle asks both castaway's, "There's no place like home?" Ken chimes in.

"No, just the opposite. Home is a battlefield. Back home, they're all trying to get you. Get you to open up, be somebody you're not sure you are anymore." Oliver slightly nods in agreement, everyone expected him to be the same boy that sailed off, even his mother thought he was the same moments ago, but thanks to Walter he was able to explain himself.

Oliver seems lost in thought so Diggle continues, "Or I could be wrong. Maybe after five years alone, you guys are not as messed up in the head as you have every right to be."

[FLASHBACK]

Oliver and Sara are lying on the ground with a makeshift shelter they made to keep the sun off of their already sunburned bodies. They here seagulls squawking in the distance causing Oliver to look in their direction to notice that they are on top of his father.

"Hey!" He screams as seagull's swarm around the life raft that had washed onto the shore. "Hey, get away!" Oliver starts running toward the raft. "Hey!" His voice is horse from thirst and dehydration. There is an orange bag over the head a body in the raft.

"Dad?" Oliver kneels by the raft and takes the hand of the dead man. He jumps up and starts throwing up, collapsing on his hands and knees.

Seagulls get louder and try to get close to the raft. Oliver scrambles back toward his father.

"Hey! Hey, stay away from him!" He starts to cough.

"Ollie?" Sara looks around to find him by his father's body. She makes her way to him and by the look he gives her she knows what he wants to do so she decides to help him. Oliver lifts his father's body over his shoulder. Oliver starts walking away with the body as Sara follows close behind him fresh tears forming as she sees the man she loves carrying his dead father.

[CNRI NEXT DAY]

Johanna, Laurel, and Emily are walking together, "Well, we anticipate that Somers' attorney will try and paint you as blinded by grief or looking to make a buck." Laurel explained to the young woman.

"This isn't about the money. I just want justice for my father." She looked at Laurel with a determined expression. "Emily, there are a lot of people who don't want this trial to proceed. Dangerous people." Laurel told her, not trying to scare her but telling her the truth of the matter.

"My mother died when I was a baby, and my father has been the only family I've ever known and they slit his throat. They are going to have to kill me if they want me to give this up." Laurel could see that Emily was ready for whatever came in order to pursuit justice for her father's murder.

"Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that." Laurel told Emily as Quinten and Hilton walked in followed by several officers. "And it won't." Hilton looked in the way of the three women.

"What's going on?" Laurel asked her dad with a note of concern in her voice,

"What's going on is that the three of you are getting around-the-clock police protection. Okay? Get used to their faces, because they're going with you everywhere you go. No arguments." Hilton told the three women.

"She's a lawyer. She lives to argue." Quinten told Hilton

"You're her father. You should want to keep her safe." Hilton shot back at his partner. "Um, Emily, let's go grab a cup of coffee, okay?" Johanna grabbed Emily and walked off. "Yes, why not do that? Thank you." Hilton spoke to a pair of officers, "Please, go with them."

"Protective custody? I seem to recall my father trying that once I discovered boys. It didn't work then either." Laurel told Hilton. Quinten sighed knowing that this was going to happen.

"This isn't a joke, Laurel. Martin Somers got attacked yesterday." Hilton told the young woman he had come to see as part of his family after years of being partners with Quinten.

"What?" Laurel looked at her father who nodded, "Yeah."

"By who?" She questioned trying to find out more, "It doesn't matter. Point is, you have whipped up a storm with these guys, and until the dust settles you'll be protected, okay? End of discussion." Hilton said as he turned around and walked away, leaving the Lances to talk.

Laurel thinking this was her father's idea looked at him, "That might have worked when I was eight. But it's not going to work anymore."

"That's exactly what I told Hilton but he is adamant in protecting you Laurel, you're like another daughter to him." Quinten explained trying to make his daughter understand.

Laurel sighed and resigned herself to protective custody, Quinten smiled at her and hugged her, "Thank you, now take care sweetie." He walks out of the building after his partner.

[SHIPPING WAREHOUSE]

Somers is sitting at his desk a woman walks in wearing a red dress. "Thank you for coming."

"Anything for a friend." The woman responds politely.

"We're not friends. You smuggle drugs, I let you use my port."

"For which you're paid a lot of money." She reminds him.

"I don't get paid enough to have arrows shot at me. You need to take these guys seriously. They are a bigger threat to your operation than Nocenti ever was." He shoots back. "Except now it's Nocenti's daughter who's the problem. Unlike your woman in black, we know where to find her."

"Don't be an idiot. You take out Emily Nocenti, and Laurel Lance will never let this go. She won't stop until she burns you, me, and then the entire Triad to the ground." Somers tells her almost losing his calm.

"Then we kill Miss Lance." The woman turns around and leaves, Somers looks on nervously hoping nothing goes wrong.

[OLIVER'S ROOM]

Oliver is changing clothes and is currently looking at the news while Sara is showering and Tayr is with Nyssa. His shirt is off, showing the scars in his back, sides, and arms.

Newscaster: Attorney for shipping magnate, Martin Somers, has confirmed his client has no intention of testifying, maintaining his innocence in the wrongful death of Victor Nocenti. Nocenti's body was found four weeks ago, we'll keep you updated as more information becomes available.

Thea walks into the room and sees Oliver's scars as he puts a shirt on. "Wait, how did you get those?" Thea asks him as her eyes fill with tears, for the first time she is seeing physical proof that her once carefree brother had gone through hell and back just to stay alive, and these were only the visible scars, what else had he gone through?

Oliver replies back a bit frustrated "Don't you knock?" Thea pulls back his shirt to get a better look at his scars. Oliver frowns at his sister's insistent behavior, he had never wanted her to see.

"No, wait... Mom said that there were scars, but... I I'm... Oliver, what happened to you out there? I mean Sara told me you went through hell and back for her and Tayr but Ollie, what happened?"

"Thea, he doesn't want to talk about it." Sara says as she walked out of the bathroom. She raises her hand before Thea can say anything, "You don't get it Thea, the memories that come back every time we talk about it, even amongst ourselves bring back all of the pain, we don't just mean the memories but our bodies remember the pain that created every scar so, we try to leave the past in the past."

Oliver closes and buttons his shirt. Looks at the floor before speaking, "I never wanted you to see, Thea because I am afraid of how you'll see me now, I'm afraid you'll see me as damaged, as broken."

Thea hears the pain in his voice, a voice that was always so cheerful now so broken with fear that she would never see him the same way ever again.

"Of course, you aren't. You lived through it all and then came back to me like you said you would, and I'm sorry I've been so hard on you, I never imagined you having to live through literal hell." As she began to cry, Oliver walked over and hugged his sister, the third most important person in his life besides Tayr and Sara. He felt guilty that he had caused her even more pain but just as he began to blame himself he felt Sara wrap her arms around him. She always knew when he was thinking the worst. They stood there in a close hug until Thea spoke, "Do you have a second, both of you?"

"Yeah of course speedy," Oliver told his sister, "let us finish getting dressed first." He and Sara walk back to where they had laid their clothes and finished putting them on.

"Good. I want to show you something out back." Thea told them as she walked out.

Thea lead Oliver and Sara outside and walked out back with the mansion in the background.

"Sometimes, when I felt... Whatever... I'd come here." She tells Oliver who looks at where she is pointing, His and his father's gravestones, one says: ROBERT QUEEN 1958 2007 A leader, a husband. Thea kneels in front of the gravestone and starts dusting off the bottom. "About a month after the funerals, Mom stopped going out. Pretty soon, she stopped talking altogether."

Oliver looks at the stones as Sara grabs his hand and squeezes gently, Thea stands, "The house got so quiet, so I'd come here. To talk to you." Pointing to the other gravestone. The stone says: OLIVER QUEEN 1985 2007 A loving son and brother, whose light was dimmed far too soon.

"I mean, stupid stuff. Like what I was doing that day, what boy I had a crush on... And then sometimes, I'd ask you, beg you, to find your way home to me. Now, here you are. And the truth is, I thought I knew what pain was having lost my brother and father at the same time but after seeing your scars. I realize that what I experienced was heaven compared to your hell. So, please Ollie forgive me and let me in, I don't want you to be who you think I need to see you as, I want to see the man that Sara says you are."

Thea hugs him once more before leaving him and Sara still looking at the gravestones.

[LAUREL'S APARTMENT NIGHT]

Laurel is sitting in a chair, leaning over her laptop listening to music and going over case notes, there's a knock on her door. She looks at the door cautiously and decides to see who it is. Laurel answers the door and sees Oliver with Sara, she smiles and lets them in.

"Hi. Are you okay? There are two cop cars outside." Sara asks her sister.

"What are you guys doing here, and where's Tayr?" Laurel asks them as she hugs them.

"Nyssa and Ken took her to the movies." Oliver replied, "Thea pointed out to us that we have been distant since we got back and that... It would probably be a good idea if we let somebody in." Sara added.

"So, you thought you'd start with me?" Laurel asked sounding a little bit honored.

"Well technically we started with Thea, she was the one that pointed it out." Sara tells her older sister.

Laurel smiled at the pair, "Come on in guys, what's in the bag anyway?"

They walk around the apartment. "Wow. This place hasn't changed in five years." Sara says as she looks around her sister's apartment.

"I haven't really had time to redecorate." She quips back.

Oliver swings the brown paper bag in his hand. "We thought about many things on the island, but there was one thing that we thought about every day. I actually dreamed about it, and we promised ourselves that if we ever got a chance to do it again, we'd do it with you." Oliver holds up a tub of ice cream, "Eat ice cream." Oliver sits on the floor as Laurel and Sara sit on her couch eating ice cream. He puts the ice cream on the table.

"This is as good as I remember." Sara tells them both savoring every spoonful.

Laurel smirks. "You always did love eating junk food over proper food." Both sisters laugh as Oliver just enjoys Sara laughing.

"You know, after five years, we have plans. I have things that I have to do, and Ollie has things he wants to do within the company to make his father proud." Sara tells Laurel, who having known the two before the island, is slightly taken aback.

"Oliver? Wow. You guys have really changed for the better, haven't you?" laurel asks them not wanting to sound too surprised.

"I believe we have because we are no longer alone, we have a daughter that comes before all else. We want her to be able to look back and be proud of us." Oliver replies with a hopeful look in his eyes that is matched in Sara's.

To Laurel there is only one thing that describes both of them right now, the thing she hoped one day to achieve, unconditional love. She smiles at the thought of her sister and Oliver getting married and raising a family but it's more than a feeling, she can see it.

The moment is lost when both Sara and Oliver hear a thud coming from outside. "Did you hear that?" Oliver asks, "What?" replies Laurel but Sara knows that the question was meant for her.

She listens closely and sure enough, the sounds are footsteps coming from the fire escape, Oliver quickly takes the butter knife he used to open the ice cream and stands up.

"There's someone on the fire escape." Sara whispers and Oliver nods.

Laurel is still confused by the change of atmosphere, "Wh What?"

Sara grabs Laurel's hand and starts running with her. "Hey, come on... Come on!" Sara yells at her sister as they try to exit the apartment when a man breaks through the door with a machine gun. Oliver pulls both Sara and Laurel the other way.

The man starts to fire but Oliver had gotten them out of the way just in time, Laurel screams as another man crashes through Laurel's bedroom window. He also begins to fire but by this time Oliver had gotten Sara and laurel into the kitchen and shielded them.

More gunshots are heard and this time a body drops, one of the intruders. Diggle aims at the other goon and fires taking him out as well when the woman from the warehouse enters and puts her hands up for a fight holding two daggers in each one. The woman runs at Diggle and knocks the gun from Diggle's hands and they fight.

Oliver is struggling with whether or not to help or keep his skills secret, he looks over at Sara who nods in agreement, Laurel's safety was the priority. Oliver leaves their sides and runs out of the kitchen still wielding the butter knife. The woman during this time had managed to pin Diggle but not before he knocked one of her daggers out of her hands. She raises her hand to stab him but Oliver throws his knife with deadly accuracy and knocks the woman's knife away.

The woman is shocked and her instincts tell her to escape so she gets up and runs out of the apartment. Laurel and Sara both run out to see if Oliver and Diggle are okay. Diggle stands and gets his gun and looks at Oliver, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Oliver tells him softly.

Diggle looks at Sara, "Are you hurt, Ms. lance?"

"No! No." Sara tells him trying to comfort Laurel.

"This is why it's a good idea to have a bodyguard." Diggle tells them both as they hear sirens in the distance.

"Hey, you okay?" Sara asks her sister who is still shaking from the incident.

[LAURELS APARTMENT LATER THAT NIGHT]

Several cops and medics are in the apartment. Diggle, Laurel, Sara and Oliver stand watching. Quentin walks in, he hugs his daughters tightly. "Daddy!" Laurel says as her father and sister continue to calm her.

"Oh, thank God. Thank God. Are you all, right?" He asks all of them. "We're okay. Those cops that Hilton put on Laurel..." Sara is talking as Quinten tries to answer, "They... uhh…"

"I went outside to ask for a light, and they were both dead in the squad car." Diggle says so that Quinten didn't have to. Laurel covers her mouth in shock as fresh tears start to fall from her eyes.

"It's okay. Mr. Diggle, thank you. Feel free to run as many red lights in the city as you want." The detective says to Diggle who shakes his head, "I was just doing my job, sir."

"No, your job is protecting Oliver and Sara. I owe you for protecting all three of them, thank you." He smiles as he resumes hugging his daughters.

"Dad!" Sara whines trying to get her dad to let her go so she can leave with Oliver.

"It's okay daddy we're safe, plus I need to go check on Tayr." Sara insists as Quinten finally lets her go at the sound of his granddaughter's name. She gives him a reassuring smile and give one last hug to Laurel before she makes her way out with Oliver hand in hand as Diggle follows them.

[QUEEN MANSION]

Diggle is sitting down in the kitchen tending to his wounds when Oliver tosses a towel to him and starts walking away. However, Diggle stands and walks after Oliver, who turns around and begins to speak, "I'd say thank you, but I don't think that would cover it Diggle."

"Well, like I told your cop friend, I was just doing my job. Besides, I think it should be you that I'm thanking." He responds hinting at a hidden meaning but Oliver acts confused, "What for?"

"The knife." Diggle says giving him a meaningful look but again Oliver plays it off, "The knife. I got lucky."

"That was a butter knife. It wasn't even weighted properly, yet you threw it with accuracy across a 10-foot room." Diggle says sounding impressed.

"Exactly. I got lucky."

"I'm not the kind of man you want to take for a fool, Mr. Queen. You understand me?"

"Yes."

"And I think I'm just beginning to understand the kind of man you are Oliver."

"Shouldn't take you very long. I'll do anything for the one I love and I'm also very tired, so... Good night."

Diggle smirks, "Good night, sir."

[ARROW BASE]

Oliver is dressed as the hood and the man in the black robe is standing next to him. He is putting on his gloves as he begins to think, we wanted to give Martin Somers the chance to confess and face a court's justice, but he chose to go after someone we cared about instead.

The hood puts on his belt and quiver, turning around and putting his hood up. He's still going to face justice. He opens a crate and takes out his bow. It'll just be a different kind.

[SHIPPING DOCK WAREHOUSE]

Somers is packing files into a briefcase with one of his guards by his side. "Triad bitch screwed up the hit on Lance. Now, the Triad is going to erase every ounce of evidence of their smuggling operation, including me. Except that's not going to happen. Tell Wallace to get the boat ready. I'm leaving tonight."

"Wallace? Wallace, you copy? Wallace?" The guard tries to communicate with the man keeping guard.

There's white noise when the walkie connects and someone answers, "Wallace isn't here. But I am." Comes the modified voice of the hood.

"We need to move, now. Move!" Sommers screams as he heads towards the exit. His guard follows him with hesitation, "Sir, we've got six men up there."

"It's not enough. Move it!"

[BACK AT LAURELS]

"Is there any way I can get you to go back into that courtroom tomorrow, and recuse yourself from this case? Or drop it. Either way, please Laurel." Quinten looks at Laurel pleadingly.

"If you think I'm going to abandon Emily Nocenti, then you don't know me all that well." Laurel shoots back clearly still upset.

"I do know you but I had to at least try, if not I wouldn't be much of a parent." Quinten says as Laurel stands up. "I know daddy, I'm still shaken by the whole thing, but if no one fights for what's right then what good is the law?"

"Being a cop I know how you feel, I just want you to be smart and take care of yourself instead of being reckless."

"It's not about being reckless! It's just the opposite. I'm trying to make this city safer, just like you."

"Sweetie. You're my daughter, Laurel. You're just like me and that's what I'm afraid off."

Quinten's cellphone goes off, he takes it out and answers, "Lance."

"Sir, we got a report from the warfside, Somers Imports." Comes the dispatcher through the speakers.

"I'll be right there." He hangs his phone up and looks at Laurel, "I have to go. Something's going on at the docks."

[SHIPPING DOCK WAREHOUSE]

Somers men are firing after the hood as he shoots an arrow into a man killing him before jumping along the high metal beams and jumping to the ground, crouching. He shoots another man. A third man rounds the corner with a machine gun but he is so focused on the hood he doesn't see the man in a black robe until it's too late, five powerful strikes to the throat later, he drops like a sack of bricks. The hood smirks at his brother because although you can't see his face, the hood knows he's sporting an amused grin on his face. The hood jumps over the side of a fence in the warehouse. The man in the robe follows through higher ground and noticing two more shooters approaching throws two torpedo throwing knives hitting their marks dropping the two men instantly. The hood runs down the stairs and nocks another arrow. He shoots another man, who is trying to locate the intruders, who falls off of a ledge. The hood sees Somers run into a different warehouse. "Somers!" The hood yells as he gives chase.

The man in the black robe follows at a distance and staying on rafters allowing the hood to chase their mark. He watches over his student proudly. The hood enters the warehouse catching up to a panting Somers. He shoots an arrow into a wooden crate next to Somers' head, as he screams in fear, "Oh, God, no, no, no." he pleads to the hood.

"He can't help you. You should have listened to my better half." He shoots another arrow onto the other side of Somers' head. "I want the truth about Victor Nocenti!"

"I can't. The Triad will kill me." Somers continues to plead.

"The Triad's not your concern right now." The hood shoots another arrow between Somers' legs.

"All right, all right, all right." Shaking slightly, "It wasn't me that killed him. It was the Triad."

"Acting on whose instructions!?" The hood roars before shooting again, this time above Somers' head. Somers screams as the hood asks again, "Whose?"

"All right, all right. It was mine. It was mine, all, right? Nocenti said he was going to testify against me." Somers reveals but something catches his eye's behind the hood who in response turns around and sees the Woman that attacked them in Laurel's apartment.

"Yuǎnlí tā (Move away from him)." She tells the hood who in return speaks back, "Ràng wǒ (Make me)." The hood and the Woman rush towards one another and engage in combat. They both are very skilled, notes the man in the black robe as he watches from up high not wanting to disturb his students fight. Sirens can be heard getting closer as the fight between the two fighters continues until finally the Woman knocks the hood to the ground.

"This is the police. Drop your weapons."

The hood and the Woman run in opposite directions. Ken after considering his options runs after his student to make sure he doesn't run into problems, "You are surrounded. Come out with your hands in the air."

The hood makes it outside not swarming with cops and climbs over a storage unit. He starts to run and stops at the click of a gun. "Freeze! You twitch and you're dead. Bow down, hands up." Yells Quinten behind him. Just as the hood is preparing to do something he sees slight movement in the darkness and smirks, a torpedo throwing knife comes through the shadows and hits the gun out of Quinten's hands and impales it into the container behind him. Before Quinten regains control a flechette impales the container next to his gun with a recording device attached, Quinten looks back to where the hood was standing but he has already vanished.

All that remains of the man in the hood is the blinking flechette next to his gun on the storage unit, Quentin carefully presses a button on the blinking arrow, "All right, all right. It was mine. It was mine, all, right? Nocenti said he was going to testify against me." Comes the confession of a terrified Somers.

Quentin looking around, "You son of a bitch."

[BASE – EARLY MORNING]

The hood puts his bow away, as Ken puts his projectiles away. Laurel was right. We changed for the better, I am no longer the spoiled Billionaire my mother lost all those years ago, and in order to keep the promise I made to my father, the hood and the man in the robe start to take off their vigilante gear, I have to be the person I need them to see me as, Robert Queens son.

[ROBERT QUEEN MEMORIAL APPLIED SCIENCES CENTER]

"Oh! Excuse me, ladies," Tommy says as he walks over to Laurel, "Okay, this is a surprise. Did you show up here by mistake?"

"By invitation. Oliver and Sara invited me last night."

"Last night? You didn't by any chance tell them about us, did you?"

"Is that surprise or shame I'm hearing?" Laurel says dryly.

"Look, I just don't want them to find out anything, okay? Oliver and Sara have been through a lot, I don't want our close group to tear apart after we were just reunited."

"Tommy, we've all been through a lot." Laurel tells him, still not fully aware of the hell that the two castaways truly faced.

Before Tommy can say anything, else Walter speaks up from the podium, "Good afternoon. And thank you all for coming. Welcome to the future site of the Robert Queen Memorial Applied Sciences Center." Everyone applauds.

"Now, this is a building that will stand as a monument to the man whose company and vision are only but two of his greatest legacies." Walter finishes as he sits back down next to Moira and Oliver rises to take his place at the podium. H looks back and sees Ken, Nyssa and Sara all nodding towards him in encouragement.

"Hey! Thanks for warming them up, Walter," Oliver accepts the shovel from Walter, then faces the crowd once more, "Some of you may not know me. My name is Oliver Queen. I'm kind of famous right now. Mostly, though, I'm famous because I'm Robert Queen's son. Uh, but as Walter, was saying, I'm not much of a legacy, per se, because before the island I had no future, I was a mess but when I fell in love with a certain detective's daughter, I began to see a future, a future that my father must have always seen for me." Oliver voice cracks slightly, "Oliver, you don't have to do this if you're not ready." Walter whispers to him but Oliver shakes his head and regains his composure, "No, I'll be alright," he whispers back before speaking to the crowd once more.

"See, I was supposed to come here today, and I'm supposed to take my rightful place at the company. Prodigal son returns home and becomes the heir apparent, but I'm not my father. I'm not the man he was. I'm not half the man he was. I may never be, but I will never stop from trying to be the man he saw I could become. So, please, just as this new building is a symbol for the man my father was it will also serve as a symbol for the man I can become."

Oliver walks over to the site and sticks the shovel into the dirt and lifts the first scoop for the new site. Thea watches in shock and Moira puts her head down, holding back tears. They have started to see the man that Sara and Robert always saw him as.

[CNRI]

Laurel, Emily Nocenti, and Johanna watch the news report.

Newscaster: Martin Somers, the CEO of Starling Port, was arrested last night for the murder of Victor Nocenti. He is also being accused of accepting cash, including over $10 million in bribes.

Johanna turns off the TV. "Well, we can pursue the civil suit if you want, but the D.A. now has no choice, with Mr. Somers' confession, to prosecute him."

"He's going to jail, Emily. For the rest of his life." Laurel adds in.

"Thank you so much for fighting for us." Emily replies.

"Well, thank you for being brave enough to let me." Laurel tells her with a smile.

Emily Nocenti walks away just as Quentin and Hilton walk in, "Hey."

"I thought I didn't need police protection anymore."

"I thought I didn't need a reason to see my own daughter."

"You don't, but he does," Laurel points to Hilton, "Hmm. You look tired."

"Yeah, we were filling out reports on the shootout at the port last night," Hilton starts and Quinten finishes, "and getting grilled about how I let that archer get away."

"I have to admit, I'm kind of glad he did. He brought down Martin Somers." Laurel tells them both.

"He hurt a bunch of people doing it, okay? He is no hero. He is an anarchist." Hilton replies.

"Yeah, well, whoever he is, it seems like he's trying to help." She looks at him determinedly.

"The city doesn't need that kind of help, it's like I always told you, you don't need to go outside the law to find justice." Quinten says calmly as his partner is a little more emotional, "Now I believe that. All right? And I promise you, when I catch this guy, he's going to believe it, too." And with that Hilton turns and walks away.

[QUEEN MANSION]

Sara stands over Oliver who sits at his desk with Tayr on his lap, who similarly has the book in hers. She opens the book and crosses off "Martin Somers." She looks up at her parents who smile back at her.

[FLASHBACK]

Oliver carries his dad's body over rocks with a weak Sara following him. He's using energy he doesn't have but he struggles on. He lays his dad's body on the ground and sees the book in his dad's pocket. He opens the book to see blank pages, aside from a circular design on the inside of the front cover. He looks to Sara who is also looking at the book wondering what the design could mean.

[BRIDGE]

A limo pulls up next to a silver car. Moira gets out of the car and into the limo. 'Well, you saw for yourself. My son knows nothing. Robert didn't tell him anything that could hurt us. And he has no idea that the yacht was sabotaged." She tells the man hidden in the shadows holding a book with the same circular design.

[QUEEN MANSION]

Oliver, Tayr and Sara stand looking at the gravestones with two workers behind them and Diggle standing by the car. Oliver kneels in front of his father's stone with the book in hand, Tayr imitates her dad and kneels at the gravestone as Sara hugs her from behind and puts a free hand on Oliver's shoulder in silent support. "All that time on the island, plotting our return, we didn't realize how hard it would be. To reconnect with Mom, Thea, Laurel, Quinten. Okay, we didn't... we didn't know how painful it would be to keep these secrets. You asked us to save the city. To right your wrongs. We will. We swear. But to do that, we can't be the same old Oliver and Sara that everyone wants us to be, which means that sometimes... To honor your wishes... We need to dishonor your memory. I'm sorry."

Before they stand Tayr kisses her grandfather's gravestone, "We promise." Oliver can't help but shed a tear seeing his daughter talk to the gravestone with such conviction in her small voice. They finally stand and Oliver sighs and as they walk towards the car he points to his gravestone, "Take it down." The workers walk toward the gravestone and begin to work.

"Will you be going out tonight, sir, mam, little miss?" Diggle asks the three.

Oliver looks at the man, "Definitely."

[FLASHBACK]

Oliver and Sara pick up rocks and put them on the grave they made for Robert Queen. Sara rests for a moment before she looks back at Oliver and her eyes widen when she sees a handmade arrow going through Oliver's right shoulder. He screams in agony but before she can try and comfort him another arrow comes flying towards them but this one hits her instead of Oliver. She screams in pain and before they both pass out from the pain Oliver looks around and sees someone in a green hood standing on the rocks by the water. The person puts another arrow on their bow and aims. "No, no..." Is all he manages to say before unconsciousness reaches him and the world goes black.