Sorry I haven't been around, my dad passed away a little while ago, he had a 3 year fight with Lung cancer. So things have been rather tough the past while. I've had this in drafts for so long, so trying to be creative and get something done. Keep my mind busy ya know. It's been tough but I suppose the world just moves on.

So thank you for your patience, we are almost at the end, I hope everyone is enjoying the ride.

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Two days was all he was given, and they had come and gone. At dawn, he and his team were boarding a private jet heading towards Star City. It would take them a little over five hours to reach their destination. From there, they would have to prepare for this evening's supposed festivities. Oliver was in Star City, and from the intel he and Asif had gathered, he hadn't been on any reconnaissance missions in the past few days, and his patrol routes and encounters were nothing out of the ordinary. If he had adventured outside it looked as if he'd been hanging around his old stomping grounds. Which means they wouldn't have to look far. After setting up shop in one of Slade's safe-houses, the team began to go over every detail of Oliver Queen's historic mansion. Discord had said it best, "It's more like a castle." She wasn't wrong. While the location was large, in mansions like this, only particular rooms were used on a daily basis by the resident, while others were left for more boisterous occasions and simply left in the dark when not in use. They would go late at night, but not too late. Eleven O'clock was sound enough. This was not meant to be a long drawn-out evening. They were to go in and execute the League member and exit as quickly as they entered. Spending too much time doing the deed would draw unwanted attention, not just from outside the manor, but during the investigation as well. Whoever came to the murder scene afterward would have to at least come to the conclusion that this was an assassination, not a war zone. He wanted them to figure out that someone had targeted Oliver Queen, without obviously knowing who the perpetrator was. And while the police filed their reports, Aurora would be left to wonder. Although he doubted she would speculate about it for long, she would know who was behind this.

So that night, they found themselves outside his mansion. From what he had gathered, news of his betrayal had spread across the league, although only as rumors. It seemed that only the Titans, Batman, and Superman knew the truth of things. It was something he could use to his advantage, especially since he was standing here in uniform. It would tell Oliver all he needed to know. "We all know our roles, correct? Let us review before we head in. Asif is our sharpshooter. He will take out the target if things go astray." The young man lifted a metal suitcase to his hip and gave the team a curt nod. "Ksenia, you and Tank will enter via the old servant's entrance through the back. From there, you will find the breaker panel and shut the whole place down. Once that is complete, you can make your way towards us. Discord, you and I will enter through one of the windows on the top floor and work our way down. Asif will notify us if he sees anything strange through his scope. Are we ready?" Robin looked around at each of his team members, who all nodded in return. They were raring to go. "Remember, we only got one shot at this. We have to make it count. If the target gets away, I'll say it won't do any of us any good." The team looked at him and once again nodded, and he bowed his head in return. "Begin Operation."

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The team split off and went their separate ways. Ksenia and Tank were the first to reach the manor as they made their way towards the rear end of the grounds. Both were thankful that they were given the technology needed to infiltrate the mansion. Dismantling a security system wasn't either of their forte. Tank whipped out a small black box from one of his many pant pockets. It looked simple enough, no markings on it other than the engraved 'S' on the back. Tank smirked at the logo as he placed the little box on the old door and turned it on. A digital screen popped up on the box and he carefully selected the option to 'dismantle systems'. Standing back, he and Ksenia braced themselves, almost expecting it to explode. But in no time, the screen popped up again, stating that it was "complete". Tank then pocketed the black box and mentioned that Deathstroke's inventions were ahead of their time.

After picking the lock, Tank slowly, with a copious amount of caution, opened the door. "Does this guy have any staff?" Kensia gave a shrug and moseyed in, leaving Tank in the entryway. "I suppose we will find out." The man nearly rolled his eyes before he stepped through the barrier himself, gently closing the door behind him.

"If he does, they're probably gone for the night by now." She looked at her companion. "Lets hope. We want this to go as smoothly as possible." The duo began to look around the old servant's kitchen, which seemed to have been renovated into more of a large pantry. It didn't take long, however, before Tank found a door that lead to a closet and, with luck it would seem, they had found a control panel in the far back amongst the shelves filled with cleaning supplies. "I think I found it." Kensia walked over to peer into the closet. "Look at you go, finding the control panel." She patted him on the back before approaching the panel, her eyes scanning all the labels beside each breaker. "According to blueprints, the panel was in the old kitchen. This should be it, since it's labeled with a bunch of different rooms. We should notify him we're in position." Tank nodded before he placed the call via communicator.

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"Perfect," he smiled as he and Tank disconnected the call. "They've already found the control panel for the building." Discord was to his right. The two of them were levitating above the building. Robin learned, soon after forming the team, that Discord, being someone with telekinesis abilities, could fly and hence levitate everything around her, including him. Incorporating this into his plans, Robin and Discord kept to the sky as they looked for a way in. "I can most likely open a window" Robin nodded and pressed a finger to his ear. "See anything?"

"Not yet," Asif's voice answered this time. "The target doesn't seem to be moving around, if he is in the building." Robin nodded. "There have been no reports of him leaving the grounds." Asif agreed. "Then he must be in one of the rooms with the curtains drawn, it's pretty quiet otherwise, doesn't seem to be any staff around, must of all left for the night, if he had any that is." Robin remembered that Oliver had one butler and a few other staff members that kept the manor as pristine as they could with him around. They wouldn't have to worry about any staff for tonight. If anything, once the power was cut, he wouldn't put it past Oliver to have a backup security system in place for such occurrences. And Robin knew that wasn't something he'd be able to shut off as easily as the rest of the manor. They were going to have to work fast.

"When we find him, I'll let you know where we are. Once everything starts to transpire, I wouldn't be surprised Arrows got a pretty nice security system waiting for us. He is part of the League, after all, so it's probably best to take him out before then." Robin only received a "Ha! He can bring it," from Asif before he cut the call.

Richard blinked as the call ended, his eyes soon finding Kate's. "Lets go." She smirked and then gave a nod in return. "Hang onto something." Robin returned the smirk and shrugged "To what?" her smile grew a little wider and she then dropped them, only top stop as suddenly as they fell, and she had perfectly timed it to so they were hovering mere inches above the roof. He would have laughed if he didn't have to focus on the mission at hand. "Shall we find an entrance?" Robin could hear the giggle in her voice. He smiled, "Yeah."

Once they found a darkened window, they made an entry point into one of the manor's many bedrooms. Discord was able to manipulate the structure itself and dislodged an entire window before Robin and herself landed inside. Discord then carefully put the window back together, as nothing had ever happened to it in the first place. Robin crouched as he made his way to the door. Slowly opening it, he took a quick look around. What his gaze caught was nothing really of interested. He had been here before in his youth, perhaps only once. It was your standard old mansion, lots of dark wood, fancy wallpapers, paintings, statuettes. The basics. He quietly closed the door before turning to his comrade. "Silence is key." but he noticed that she was already levitating off the ground and he was reminded of Raven and Starfire. "I won't make a sound." He nodded in agreement.

The two silently worked their way through the darkened hallways of the manor, checking each room carefully for any presence of an ulterior security system. Oddly enough, there didn't seem to be one, but Robin knew there must have been some sort of League approved infrastructure added to the building. And if Oliver was like the rest of the League, it would probably only activate on his command. At this point, there weren't many alternatives left to him other than to take Oliver out quickly. He had only hoped luck was on his side.

And he was thankful that it was, as it would appear that he found the League member in a study, curtains drawn, the only light source was the small lamp on an end table and the roaring fire in front of him as he casually read a book. Robin smiled, quickly he sent his coordinates to Asif and then placed a finger to his ear. "Cut it."

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Tank nods to Ksenia as the call disconnects. "It's time for the party." With a nod, she begins to flick off all the breakers until the entire place is left in the pitch dark. "You got the whole place shut down. Good job. Renegade is on the third floor, in the main study." Tank took note of Asif's instructions before the two of them started to make their way out of the old kitchens and found the old servant stairs that would eventually lead them to the main area of the house.

"These things are so fucking steep, and it's so narrow." Ksenia nearly rolled her eyes. Of course Tank would complain, she had to admit, however, he was a rather large person. It must be somewhat annoying to find your way through places generally made for smaller people.

"They were made for the servants. They didn't get fancy stairs."

"I wonder how many people died on these stairs, running up and down all day."

"That's... something."

"Is this place haunted?"

She just rolled her eyes. "Can we get going?"

"Yea yea," was all he said as he hurried forward.

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The light flicked off beside him and Oliver went to turn the lamp back on, with no luck, however, as he flicked it on and off a couple of times. With a frown, the League member stood up and strode over to the hallway entrance, where he left the door ajar. Robin and Kate kept to the shadows as they watched Green Arrow venture into the hallway to see if another light switch had worked, and before he could realize the power was out the two silently snuck into his study and kept to the furthest and darkest corner they could. It was moments later when Oliver returned to the study and casually reclaimed his seat to continue reading his book that he noticed the shift in his body language. One might think he was oblivious, but Robin knew better. "Whoever you are, you have some nerve sneaking around in my house."

"But I thought I was always welcome." Oliver stood up and turned to face the void. "But I guess times have changed." Robin appeared from the shadows, his form highlighted by the fire. "Robin," Oliver began, shock evident on his face. "What are you doing here? How are you here? You've been missing for months now, nearly a year."

The boy smirked. "It's been that long, huh?" His masked eyes found Oliver's. The man wasn't in uniform, but it didn't mean he wouldn't be prepared. "Didn't they tell you?" The hero took a step backward. It would seem he had felt something was off, which was something Robin really couldn't blame him for. "Tell me what?" The smirk remained on Robin's lips. "That the rumors are true."

'What rumors?" Robin nearly frowned. Either he was faking it or Oliver truly didn't know. "That I've betrayed the League, the heroes of the world, the so called good side. I guess you could say I've gone bad. Rotten like old milk." The hero took another step back towards his fireplace. Robin knew then that he couldn't allow Oliver to reach it. There was something there, something hidden. Perhaps behind the fireplace, Green Arrow had a stockpile of weapons. He didn't know, and he didn't want to find out.

"If it's true that you have betrayed us, then why are you here?" Robin smiled. Now the hero was getting to the proper questions. "Technically, you're the one that has betrayed everything you apparently stand for, or haven't you seen the news?" Another step back. "Everyone knows that is a lie." If this wasn't so amusing, Robin would've frowned at the hero's advancement towards the fireplace. "Are you so sure? I don't believe that the people think that. They're all beginning to question it. You know, seeing the truth of the matter. Have you not questioned it, questioned the League? The government funding? The so called good people that make political choices each day that allow genocide and starvation? How each mission the League fulfills, how they are generally meant to only save those in the west but never in any other part of the world? You don't do you? If anyone is the traitor around here, I think it's you."

Green Arrow eyed Robin's uniform. He hadn't noticed it when the boy made his appearance but now... The metal sharp 'S' that sat above his heart, the black and orange. He had seen those colors before. "You know what kid, I think that whatever bullshit you've been through has really screwed up your head." Oliver had spun around to pull a lever on a candelabra, opening a hidden compartment behind the fireplace, which completely confirmed Robin's suspicions. But right now, he had to act fast before he could activate any kind of security system. "Discord NOW!" And with a flick of her wrist, Green Arrow was suspended in the air, not even being able to move a muscle. "The hell!" was he could blurt out as he tried to fight her control. "I can't move!" Kate looked at the hero and simply smiled. "Yes, I know."

"I need him to be at a lower level. Bring him to his knees." Kate obliged and forced him down.

"What are you going to do?"

Robin now stood in front of him, his smaller form now taller than Oliver's. "What do you think I'm going to do? Why do you think I'm here?"

The hero looked him in the eyes. Somewhere behind that mask he knew there was the familiar blue eyes. He wondered now if they had turned red, if something had possessed Batman's protégé to become like this. And he briefly wondered who had turned this child into a monster, but Oliver knew the name of the culprit already, Deathstroke. "You're going to kill me."

Robin nodded and walk out of Oliver's sight to stand behind him. Clutching his knife, he placed it at Green Arrows throat. "I'm going to send a message." It took a little pressure, but the cut was neat and blood began to roll down Oliver's chest. He watched as the man fell forward, his body becoming limp as he grew colder. It was so quick. So sudden. Life took years to build a person, but death ended it all in seconds. It was perfect, really. They would leave without a trace. And Robin knew it would be hours before anyone found the body. Eventually, one of his staff that would return in the morning would find his body.

"Damn, we got here too late." Robin looked to the door and saw Ksenia and Tank and shook his head. "We need to leave."

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The next morning Bruce was notified of Oliver Queen's death. "What do you mean, someone just walked in and killed him?" Clark let out a sigh on the other end. "It's all that the police are saying right now. There was no forced entry and there were no signs of a fight." He shook his head. "Clark, it's beginning. I knew that eventually, with everything going on, someone would be targeting hero's but to go after Green Arrow, it means they wanted to hit someone big first. They are sending a message, but to who?"

"Would it not be to us?"

"It would look that way, but I don't believe that it is, If Richard-"

"Bruce, slow down. Do you think Robin has really anything to do with this?:"

"The information dump on the Justice League, Lex Luthor and his speech and now an assassination? I have no proof, Clark, but I know my son. He's involved. I know he is. Because Deathstroke would be heavily involved. You know that he and Luthor are "buddies" as it were. Them working together to bring down the League is right up their alley."

"I trust you on that Bruce, we may have something big on the horizon. Are you going to tell the Titans about Oliver?"

"Yes." It was the final thing he said to Clark before he hung up. He hadn't moved on from Jump just yet. He would tell the Titans and he had a funny feeling they would all come to the same conclusion he had. Robin had dealt the blow.

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"Green Arrow is dead." Aurora sat in the backseat of her luxury car across from her companion. "What of it? Am I to care if some hero was tragically killed?" Geist smirked at her response. "But if they all die, we have no pawns to move about?" She shrugged. "They are always expendable. We can get more."

"Do you think it was the kid?"

She nearly laughed. "Of course it was him. I suppose he truly is one of the society members now, not that it makes much difference."

"They will kill more, ja?"

"Let them, let them kill as many as they want. We will know when to make the next move, when his hands are coated with so much blood, when they become stained with the crimson of his former friends and family, that is when I will make an appearance. Maybe then I'll extend them an invitation back to where it all began?"

"Back to that rat's nest of a so-called city. I really rather not."

"Maybe you can actually bury Madaline this time?"

Geist scowled and looked away. "I rather not do that either." Aurora chuckled. "I'm not too concerned about what the boy and his master are doing right now. One way or another, he is doing his part. And eventually he'll falter, like the rest of them, and we will once again have what is ours. It is unfortunate that the woman did not have the Legacy on her. I do wonder how it found its way into Robin's hands. But I suppose that mystery will be answered in time."

"So we are to do nothing about this? "Geist waved the death report around. "Yes, nothing."

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Honestly I'm with Tank, every time I visit a cool old manor I'm always like, is this place haunted? Who died here? How many unnamed deaths have been in the building? Is there graves? I know I know, I'm a bit of a weirdo. But I can't help but love that sort of thing.

Anyways pls pls PLS leave me a comment.

Stay safe out there! Take care of yourselves!

-Fangy