Chapter Eight

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It's fight night, everyone! :D

Enjoy chapter eight!

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"Where is my son?" Oliver asked Chase angrily.

"I love this," he chuckled. "Even now at the end, you're still ten steps behind."

"Where is my son?"

"William? Good name," Chase remarked to Black Siren, who smirked. "Sort of a sweet kid, actually. You sure he's yours?"

"Adrian!" Oliver snapped, walking forward. "Where is my son?!"

"If you want to get your son back," Chase walked forward, narrowing his eyes. "You know what you have to do."

"I know what you want me to do," Oliver shook his head. "And I won't do it. I'm not gonna kill you. No matter what you do, that is never going to happen." In the back of his mind, he was wondering where the hell Kara was, but then, as if it was an afterthought, he heard the pounding of boots running behind him . . .

"Never say never," Chase smirked, raising his sword to charge.

He had barely gotten one foot in front of the other when twin beams of blue-white hit the ground in front of him. He let out a shout, jumping back as the beams traced a line just in front of his men, Black Siren scrambling backwards as well. "What is this?" Nyssa demanded, even as John's eyes widened, and Rene started laughing in relief. "Husband, what is this?"

"Ten steps behind?" Oliver smirked at Chase. "Are you sure about that? If you'd been ten steps ahead, you would have known exactly what those words meant. El mayarah? It's not an Earth language. It's alien." He looked behind him. "And so is she."

Kara finished drawing the line with her heat vision, turning back to look at him, floating in the air. He could count on one hand the number of times he had seen Kara angry. Now, she just looked pissed off. "Hopefully, I'm not too late," she told Oliver as she slowly descended.

"No, Kara," he shook his head, turning back to Chase, who was staring at Kara with wide eyes. "You're right on time."

"Good," Kara walked forward to join him, ignorant of the startled looks she was receiving from Oliver's team, save John and Rene, who had met her before. Even Slade found it hard to look away from her. "Because, you know, I just had to double check and make sure I didn't hit any of his bombs when I was on my way over."

Oliver threw her a sharp look. "What?"

"Oh, he didn't tell you?" Kara tilted her head, smiling sweetly at Chase, seeing him turning a vivid shade of red. "He's buried bombs all over Lian Yu. Did you know, I actually thought they were landmines? Yeah, that was until Thea stepped on one, Malcolm pushed her off, and I narrowly saved him from getting blown up. You won't hear from Harkness again, he's dead." Oliver slowly turned to look at Chase, narrowing his eyes, tightening his grip on his bow. "A word of advice, Oliver," Kara bent her knees, preparing to pounce. "Don't kill him until we know exactly what the detonator is."

"Kara, I like your thinking," Oliver nodded, turning to Chase, narrowing his eyes. "I just have one question."

"Mmhmm?"

"Can you tell me what those words mean?"

"Oh, el mayarah?" Kara grinned. "It's the words of House El. It means stronger together."

With that, Oliver charged forward, Kara right on his heels. Chase barely got his sword up in time to block the downward slash from Oliver. Then he had to spin around and narrowly dodge the punch Kara threw at him, only to then keep blocking Oliver.

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