Keeping her eyes constantly glancing around looking for any unwanted attention in the area with only the sound of the motorcycle's engine roaring through the air echoing through her eardrums ignoring the feeling of her long blonde hair running freely with the wind keeping a firm hold around Arrow's waist at high speed Canary watches them zoom by countless buildings one after another through the darkness the night provides to them as they make their way towards their destination.
A familiar sight that she has often watched pass on by on countless nights. A sight that would often remind her what she was fighting for. Who she was fighting for. Fighting for the countless lives that had been lost on that fateful night.
A night whose pain can be seen still all around them. Countless destroyed buildings. Some turned into nothing more than rubble. The others that are still left standing not faring any better.
Their hunting ground. Their playground to hone their skills until it was time to go after their true prey. The one that had caused all of this to happen. Caused countless lives to be lost. The very same that still roams free in this city doing as she say fit.
But not for much longer if she had any say in it. And it all started with a plan. A plan that has slowly been executed. A plan that would take everything away from this tyrant just like she had from countless others.
All starting with the company. A company that she had been using to fund her own goals and ambitions. A company that was no longer under her control. Not now and would never be again.
Now it was onto the next stages of the plan. A stage that only makes Canary smile on the inside as she pictures the look of her enemy's face. Destroying her image.
Seeing their destination coming up with a flick of his thumb instantly causing the high beams of the motorcycle to come to life shining a bright ray of light in front of them keeping his grip on the bars firm feeling a small bump of the motorcycle going over the curve of a sidewalk with a sharp turn slowly Arrow brings the motorcycle down around a rundown house that remains standing along with a few others nearby before mere moments later as he sees a locked up shed coming up bringing the motorcycle to a drastic halt with a flick of his wrist slowly he turns the motorcycle's engine off causing nothing but a gust of wind to be heard through the air.
Unmounting off the back of the motorcycle reaching back grabbing a firm hold of her staff turning on her heels as she looks around through the darkness seeing nobody in sight hearing the sound of a lock being grabbed glancing over her shoulder to the sound Canary watches Arrow slowly undo the lock to the shed before within seconds as she listens to the doors being creaked open feeling discomfort above reaching up gently Canary twists her neck slightly until a small pop is heard causing a small smile to form across her face.
Grabbing a hold of the motorcycle as he slowly starts to push the motorcycle inside of the shed to see Canary walking over towards the rundown house just as he pushes the motorcycle into the shed and covers it up with some nearby tarp hearing the sound of a door creaking open turning on his heels slowly Arrow watches Canary from a short distance away open up a meal cellar door before slowly as he watches her enter down into the darkness exiting out of the shed reaching back slowly he replies the locks and follows after her.
Emerging down into the basement taking a couple of steps into the darkness reaching up as she feels a familaur string in the palm of her hand with a slight tug instantly Canary lights up the entire basement before slowly without any hesitation she makes her way over towards a nearby table.
Slowly descending down the cellar's steps making sure to close the doors behind himself reaching up slowly Arrow throws back his hood revealing his face for the entire world to see before slowly as he sees Canary resting her staff down on a nearby table to only gently grab a hold of her domino mask unable to help himself slowly Arrow does the same exact thing.
Blinking her eyes a few times suppressing the urge to let out a yawn that is threatening to break out with a flick of her wrist instantly Laurel sends her domino mask flying through the air and onto the table alongside her staff before without any hesitation reaching up gently she wiggles out of her black leather jacket only leaving her in her black corset bodysuit and her black stockings.
A cellar that they had discovered so long ago traveling through this part of the city. A cellar that they have claimed as their own using it as a base of operations.
A place nobody would suspect. Home abandoned by its owners. A home that surprisingly provided them everything they would need.
Electricity still running through the building allowing them to set up a small computer off into the corner that was found upstairs inside of what they assumed to be a young teen's room.
Plenty of space to store their weapons and gear. Even provided the means to keep them well hidden in case unwanted guests were to snoop around.
Placing his bow down on a broken down pallet next to a series of arrows resting across it's sides flicking his domino mask over onto a nearby table letting out a sigh leaning forward gently Oliver rests himself against a nearby table unaware that Laurel's eyes are instantly on him.
Unzipping her corset bodysuit gently wiggling out of the piece of clothing allowing it to drop freely down to the ground leaving her only in a black bra and matching pair of panties stepping over the bodysuit without taking her eyes away from him for a single second slowly Laurel makes her way over towards Oliver.
Oblivious to her approaching presence reaching up with a twist of his wrist slowly Oliver marks an x down on a overhead map hanging on a nearby wall over the table he is leaning on before just as he drops the marker down on the table feeling a hand gently resting down on his shoulder slowly he turns his head to his side.
Unable to keep the concern from across her face reaching up gently Laurel rests her hand down on Oliver's cheek to instantly feel him leaning into her touch.
" You okay?"
Letting out a sigh cracking open his eyes seeing her looking at him with nothing but concern across her face breaking off eye contact slowly Oliver looks down towards the ground.
" I know."
Instantly as she watches Oliver snap his eyes back up to her own gently Laurel rubs his cheek with her thumb as she looks him deep in the eyes.
" I want nothing more than to end this right here and now but we can't. Could we go over there right now and kill her? Yes we could but it wouldn't solve anything.
Her death would be mourned by hundreds in the city and i can't have that. We need to expose her for the entire world to see. Let the people know what Moira Queen is truly like but we need to be patient.
We need to wait just a little while longer until it's the right time to strike. We've already have the citizens of Starling City doubting her and starting to question some of the decisions she has made.
Now all we have to do now is remain patient and let things run their course but that doesn't mean we have to just sit and wait. We will take everything that she holds dear away one by one until there is nothing left to take.
We took away some of her resources already. We'll take away her supporters next but that's not what she treasures the most. Lets take away what she values the most. Her legacy."
Seeing that her words are gaining the result that she was hoping for feeling her lips curling up into a smile leaning forward gently Laurel presses her lips to Oliver's own before as she feels his arms gently wrapping around her waist pulling away from the kiss gently she rests her forehead against his own.
" Hold on just a little while longer. Once we're done here we can start a new life someplace else. We always talked about going to Paris. Maybe we could make the trip permanent if we like it there."
Opening his eyes as he sees her staring at him just awaiting his answer feeling his lips curling upward causing a small smile to form on her face without giving her a chance to react leaning forward gently Oliver captures her lips once again in a heated kiss.
Feeling his hands roaming downward wrapping her arms gently around his neck instantly as she feels her feet leaving the ground in a sudden move reaching out Laurel wraps her legs firmly around Oliver's waist as she deepens the kiss before just as she feels herself being placed on top of a nearby table with a tug Laurel brings Oliver's head closer to her own deepening the kiss further.
Threading her fingers through his long brown hair slowly lower her hand down as she gently tugs at his hood with her free hand instantly as she sees that her message has been well received as in one clean swoop to loses the kevlar vest just as she breaks off the kiss and reaches back to unhook her bra suddenly a shine coming from down below causes her to stop her motion and look down.
Trying her best to ignore the gentle kisses that are being placed all around her neck keeping her eyes focused towards the kevlar vest seeing nothing out of the ordinary slowly roaming her hands back to the back of her bra instantly as she sees a small shine again coming from the inside of the hood with an look of intrigue coming across her face slowly Laurel examines the inside of her hood further.
Feeling him kissing down on all of the right spots biting down on her lips suppressing a moan that is trying to break free retracting her hands gently Laurel presses her hands into Oliver's chest.
" Ollie? Ollie stop for a second…."
Bringing his motions to a sudden halt retracting his head slightly to look up towards her as he sees Laurel looking past his shoulder and down towards the ground where is velvar vest is lying turning his attention down towards the vest for the next few seconds Oliver examines the vest before just as he is about to turn his head back forward instantly a shine coming from the inside of his hood catches his eye.
Releasing his hold around her waist kneeling down grabbing a firm hold of the vest slowly Oliver rises back up to his feet and places the vest down next to Laurel.
Looking inside of the hood seeing some kind of small object latched inside of the hood tilting her head slightly to the side reaching into the hood slowly Laurel retracts her hand and brings her hand up to eye level for only to have her eyes go slightly wide.
" It looks like our little friend is smarter than we thought."
Examining the object in her hand as he sees the slightest of blinks coming from a very small opening in the object slowly Oliver nods his head.
" It seems so."
Turning his attention away from the device and over towards Laurel slowly Oliver watches her turn to look at him.
" You know what to do."
Nodding her head extending her hand out gently Laurel hands the tracking device over to Oliver before without any hesitation leaping off from the table slowly she makes her way over through the cellar into the darkness towards the other end of the room.
Turning his attention away from his retreating wife and back down towards the device in his hand gently tracing over the sides slowly closing his fist just as he is about to apply some pressure intending on destroying the small tracker in his hand suddenly glancing up towards the cellar's ceiling a small grin comes across Oliver's face.
With her eyes locked forward on her retreating target and her grip on her staff firm causally stepping over everything that finds its way in her path walking up a very narrow hill that leads up to a familiar sight trying to keep her mind clear ignoring the chirping from nearby birds watching from the safety of their nests slowly continuing her march Laurel makes her way through the cold and damp forest with her husband by her side as she follows after a black cloak a short distance away.
Following after a woman that is so mysterious to her. Even though she knew so much about her already. Knew who her contacts were. Knew what she was capable of in terms of a fight. In terms of what she could have done to you.
But even then did she? Did she really know what this mysterious woman was capable of or was it just wishful thinking on her part?
That was a question that had made its way into her mind on more than one occasion on this journey through the island.
A woman that had just turned up out of the blue here on the island. An island that was so secret that it only brought many more questions to her.
Questions of how did this woman find them? They had hidden their tracks well. Cash transactions delivered to the pilots responsible for bringing them here leaving no paper trail behind.
Small time pilots that were paid handsomely to not disclose their location to anyone. Including their own families.
But that was only the start. The start of the journey before they ended up here on this island. So how did she find them? Did she get the information from the pilots and if so were they still alive?
Questions that she would put on the backburner for now as one jumps out to the front. Now that she was here what are her intentions? Was she here as a friend or as a foe? A foe that would be the most dangerous either her or her husband has ever faced before.
A possible foe that she now follows after from behind a good distance away looking for even the slightest of deception to only receive none.
Something that only makes her uneasy as she continues to trek up a steep hill and up towards a mountain top that overlooks the valley.
A great spot to view the area from the safety of high ground. But also the perfect place to set up and ambush.
With her grip on her staff only tightening causing her knuckles to turn white emerging to the top of the hill to only see White coming to a sudden halt in the center of the mountain where once a fire had been created just a short time ago upon their arrival here coming to a stop herself twirling her staff effortlessly between her fingers remaining locked on her turned back suddenly as she sees White turning around to face them seeing movement out of the corner of her eye coming from her husband reaching out gently Laurel lays her free hand down on his chest as she locks eyes with White.
" I have watched you from afar. You have been trained to fight and you have fought well. You've been taught how to put down any opponent that may cross your paths.
I have watched from the sidelines long enough. Now show me what you can truly do."
Reaching back in a sudden motion without taking her eyes away from the couple in front of her unshceiving her sword from her cloak instantly White gets into a fighting stance pointing the end of her sword out at Laurel as she sees the woman in question doing the same.
Readying herself into a fighting stance taking a few steps away from Oliver without taking her eyes away from White slowly Laurel starts to circle around the white haired assassin as she sees the woman in question doing the very same.
Looking for any sort of opening to only not see any after just a few seconds of circling around instantly as she sees White charging forward with her sword raised up high in a sudden move reaching up Laurel quickly blocks the strike with her staff causing a loud clang to echo through the air.
Throwing all her body weight forward causing White to stumble back a few feet twirling her staff around effortlessly in the air as she sees the white haired woman quickly approaching her once again with the end of her sword pointed towards her in a sudden move twirling herself around nearly avoiding the sword strike seeing an opening being presented to her with lighting fast speed Laurel whirls her staff around intending to hit White's open side to only feel her hitting steel.
Twisting herself around raising up her sword causing another staff strike to be blocked with ease without taking her eyes away from her opponent slowly backpedaling as she feels staff strikes one after another landing clean against her sword causing severe vibrations to go up and down her arms with each strike after a few seconds seeing her opponent raising up her staff in a sudden move leaping down into a roll White feels her white hair flow freely with the wind coming from her opponent's missed attack.
Suppressing the look of surprise from coming across her face seeing her opponent sweeping out with her sword leaping back Laurel tucks her legs in causing the sweeping motion to hit nothing but air before instantly just as her feet hit the dirt rearing back Laurel charges forward once again at an approaching White.
Keeping his emotions in check as he watches his wife continue to do battle with the white haired assassin with neither being able to get the better of the other making sure to keep his eyes focused on the assassin as she blocks countless staff strikes that would cripple anyone else upon impact after what seems like a few minutes of watching her going on the defensive instantly as he sees the smallest of grins come across her face for a split second Oliver's eyes go as wide as saucers.
Feeling her strikes hitting nothing but the steel of her opponent's blade despite her best efforts trying her best to not show the frustration on her face suddenly as she feels a well placed kick landing clean against the back of her knee causing her leg to buckle before she has a chance to react Laurel watches White start to lower her blade down quickly towards her shoulder.
Instantly as a loud clang echoes through the air causing her arm to jerk back and for her sword to go flying out of her hands snapping back towards Oliver as she sees him aiming a tip of another arrow towards her chest without having a chance to react instantly feeling a well placed punch landing clean into her stomach releasing a breathe that she was holding suddenly feeling another punch landing clean against her jaw without having a chance to react White feels herself leaving her feet.
Seeing her opponent landing down hard back first on the dirt without having a chance to react feeling a boot landing clean against her cheek instantly Laurel rolls across the dirt feeling her cheek stinging from the impact.
Twirling her legs around rearing back as she lifts up her legs intending to leap up suddenly seeing a familiar figure flying through the air in a sudden motion White quickly rolls to the side nearly avoiding his strike.
Feeling his closed fist hitting nothing but the hard ground ignoring the numbness radiating through his hand instantly as he sees a boot heading towards his way at high speed with lighting fast speed snapping his hand up instantly Oliver catches the boot in his hand causing him to see White tilt her head.
Rearing back with all of his might shoving the boot back to where it once came instantly as he sees White leaping up from the ground intending to hit him with her other leg ducking his head down effortlessly causing the attack to go flying over his shoulder without letting go in a sudden move rearing back Oliver throws White through the air.
Feeling herself soaring through the air in a sudden move twisting around in almost a cat like motion White lands down on the ground in a crotch and looks back up just in time to see Oliver reaching back to grab a hold of an arrow from his quiver.
With lighting fast speed rearing back as he sends an arrow soaring through the air to only watch White roll out of the way causing the arrow to soar through the air and into the wooded area behind her just as he fires off another arrow in her direction suddenly Oliver watches White snatch her discarded sword off from the ground and deflect the arrow away with ease.
Seeing an opening being presented to leaping up high into the air as she sends a vicious staff strike down hard causing her to feel steel striking steel in a sudden motion dropping down to a kneeling position rearing back with lighting fast speed rearing back Laurel sends a vicious kick to White's exposed side causing the white haired assassin to roll away.
Doing a roll herself back towards Oliver in a sudden motion snapping up to her feet with staff ready instantly Laurel watches White slowly rising up to her feet.
Eyeballing the young couple before her after a few seconds of an intense silence that could be cut with a knife feeling her lips curling upward slowly White lowers down her sword causing her to see a drastic shift in Laurel's facial features.
" Very good. Now we can start the real training."
Trying her best to remain hidden bringing her vehicle to a stop just a mere few blocks away from her destination slowly emerging outside feeling nothing but rain drops striking against her skin on this cold fall day reaching back grabbing a firm hold of her firearm in a sudden motion Helena cocks back on the barrel before slowly without looking back she makes her way through a damp and wet alleyway.
Hearing the sound of a small device hanging from her belt pinging repeatedly taking a hand off from her firearm reaching down in a sudden motion snatching the device off from her belt slowly Helena raises up the device up to eye level to take a quick glance over at it's screen.
Finding that her targets are remaining perfectly still in the last place she had seen just over an hour ago tucking the device into her jacket pocket emerging out of the alleyway using the surrounding scenery as cover slowly Helena makes her way through the outskirts of The Glades making sure to cover her tracks as best as she can.
Keeping her eyes constantly glancing around looking for even the slightest of movement after a couple of minutes of silently making her way through the remains of once a part of the city that was full of life suddenly Helena comes to a drastic halt and drops down at a corner of a house when she sees a couple of rundown houses still standing upright just a short walk away.
Retrieving the tracking device out of her pocket taking a quick glance back down at the device's screen as she finds the device pointing northeast glancing back up following where the device is pointing finding a brown house that looked as though it had been hit slightly by the explosion that occurred throughout The Glades pocketing the device rising up to her feet keeping a firm grip on the firearm in her hand slowly Helena walks down the abandoned street eyeballing everything in sight.
Eyeballing everything in sight with the pit of her stomach dropping with every passing second. The same feeling whenever she would even catch this sort of sight. Catch the sight of the remains of The Glades.
Catch the sight of what true horror looks like. What failure could look like. Something she hoped to never see in her lifetime. Hoped would never occur under her watch.
A watch that has lead her across the world and here to this city. A city that was slowly healing from this tragedy. A tragedy that saw hundreds if not thousands of lives affected in one clean swoop.
Lives that she could still now see were struggling to make it on by. Struggling to life. Struggling to find a means to live now in the city. A city that she quickly found to be yet another breeding ground in the world for the criminal underworld.
An underworld that she has been battling for years. Some could say for her entire life. A battle that led her here. To this city. To this new breeding ground.
Only this time this breeding ground already had a pair of individuals laying waste to all those that rose up from the darkness looking to make a name of themselves. Or so she thought.
Two heroes that much like herself have taken the law into their own hands. A brand of justice that has gotten results all over the world. And not just by herself. No there was others as well.
Individuals that have come out and taken the fight to the criminal's front door. Some that she has personally come across in her past. Some with amazing gadgets and techniques. Some others with amazing abilities themselves. Almost god like.
Heroes that go by many names. Some as Batman. The Dark Knight of Gotham City. A man that she had come across during her early days of wearing the cowl. A man that had taught her many things before she had gone out on her own.
Others by the name of Wonder Woman. Another well known superhero that has called Gotham City her home ever since arriving on the scene with the Dark Knight himself. A woman with almost god like powers. Much like the weapons that she possesses.
But they were different than the heroes that she has encountered here. No these beings that she has fought here in the city were much different. They were crossing a line that she had decided to cross so long ago.
These heroes were doing whatever it took to ensure justice was delivered. A tactic that she was taking within her own. Except for one small thing. The taking of a law enforcements life. Something she had swore to never do.
Something she has seen happen not once but twice ever since they had arrived back in the city. A situation that would not be tolerated. Not in her city. Even if she had to strip them of their identities.
Finding her destination quickly coming up reaching into her pocket with a flick of her thumb silencing the tracking device in her jacket pocket returning her hand back to her firearm approaching the corner of the house slowly getting down to a kneeling position next to the corner of the house silently taking a deep breathe instantly Helena emerges from her spot and around the corner in a shooting stance with her eyes constantly glancing all around her.
Not finding anything in sight other than a locked shed not too far away glancing once again around her surroundings instantly as she sees a rusty cellar door at the side of the house bringing her footsteps almost to nonexistent coming to a stop next to the cellar door reaching out grabbing a hold of the rusty handle of the door taking a few moments to take a few calming breathes in a sudden motion pulling the door open instantly Helena points her firearm down.
Seeing nothing but some stone steps leading down into nothing but a dim lit room down below without taking her eyes away slowly descending down the steps as she emerges down the last of the steps to see nothing but a dark room that is barely being lit up by a single bulb making sure to use extreme caution with her eyes constantly glancing around through the darkness looking for even the slightest of movement just as she emerges underneath the bulb suddenly as a bright light flashes through the room coming from behind in a sudden move Helena snaps her body around with her aim true.
Finding nobody in sight other than some kind of large floor lamp off in the corner shining down it's light on a small broken down nightstand unable to resist the curious look that is breaking across her face slowly making her way over towards the nightstand as she finds a piece of paper lying face down on the table reaching out gently Helena takes the paper in her hand before slowly she flips the paper over.
Boom!
Instantly as her eyes go as wide as saucers suddenly as she hears the sound of ticking coming from nearby without any hesitation turning on her heels with lighting fast speed Helena races through the cellar and back towards the cellar's entrance.
Seeing what she saw a small blinking red light over the cellar entrance paying no mind to it whatsoever racing up the steps instantly without having any chance to react feeling her feet leaving the ground Helena feels herself soaring through the air and into the muddy grounds face first.
Letting out a groan suppressing the pain that she is feeling all over her entire body turning her body around to look back towards the cellar instantly Helena's eyes go as wide as saucers when she sees the entire house engulfed in flames.