The Yin-Yang Complex

Please Stop

Sebastian felt an explosion as something collided violently with his stomach, sending him flying backwards. He had no idea where he landed or how far he had flown, but he knew that his abdomen was riddled with pain and that he had landed on something very hard. All around him was darkness. Disoriented and in pain he pulled himself back onto his feet to stare the burning orange eyes down. He took in ragged breaths as felt his body slowly begin to adjust to his situation. He stopped looking and began to listen, although he did keep track of the orange. He calmed his breathing and bent his knees so his centre of gravity was lower. He figured that since he couldn't see his attacker, then they couldn't see him, but when he had entered the room he had been too noisy, revealing his position.

Sebastian held in a groan of pain as he silently crept closer to the eyes. He held his breath as could feel his body prepare to attack. He widened his stance, but he froze. His attacker wasn't moving, he was just standing still, sometimes blinking. He had hit Sebastian in the face at lightening speed. He had the glowing orange eyes that looked eerily familiar. He knew who this was. It was Barry, he must have been put under the same kind of voodoo, or whatever, that Oliver had. Sebastian wasn't sure what to do, but he knew that his brother would rather die than be controlled by Charles, so he slowly stood up a little. He was shocked to find that even he couldn't hear himself move. He crept behind Barry and immediately pulled his brother into a choke hold. Sebastian could feel his judgement clouding over as his arm tightened around his brother's throat, who was now gasping for air and desperately struggling against his brother. The sound of Barry's suit crinkling filled the cold, dark room. Sebastian felt weird, like his chest had gone hollow. It was as though nothing fazed him, not even the fact he was hurting his own brother. Slowly the Flash began to stop moving and his body fell limp. He was unconscious. Sebastian placed his brother down on what he was guessing was a concrete floor, but he couldn't be sure.

Quite suddenly light filled the chilled room. Sebastian squeezed his eyes shut as they began to burn from the sudden light. Through this disorientation he could make out the sound of slow obnoxious clapping. He rose to his feet and peeled open his eyes. He wished he hadn't. At the other end, of a really shabby looking conference room was none other than Charles. Sebastian could feel his blood boiling. Charles effortlessly glided towards the twin, a crowd of armed gunmen were trailing behind him as well as a tall and lanky man with a scruffy appearance. Sebastian took a step back, he for some insane reason wasn't afraid, just massively intimidated. He was still focused. He searched the floor near to him, Barry was lying still, his mask still on his resting face. He looked as though he was peacefully asleep.

"I have got to hand it to you, that was extraordinary, I couldn't have done it better myself, you always were my star pupil," Charles let out a humourless chuckle as he stopped mere meters away from Barry. Sebastian didn't reply, he just glared, "not feeling talkative?" He snapped, raising an angered eyebrow, "fine then,"

Sebastian could here movement behind him, but he knew there was no chance of his escape, so he accepted his fate. A loud smack echoed through the room as Sebastian was hit on the back of the head with something hard and powerful, knocking him right out.

Felicity sat with her arms wrapped around her knees. She took in deep breaths to try and steady her breath. Fear and worry began to tug at her as she watched Olivers body. His chest was rising and falling softly, but it was as though he was hesitant to breathe, like he would rather die than be controlled. He was propped up against a broken desk and tied down with incredibly heavy duty ropes. Felicity had even taken the precaution to remove his hidden weapons so that he couldn't escape. She was still in shock. She couldn't believe what she had seen Sebastian do, he was just human, but he had fought like a demon. As soon as he sensed trouble it was like he had turned into an entirely different person. He was so focused but relaxed that it confused her.

It might have been a couple of hours or more after Sebastian left that Oliver woke up. He groggily blinked his eyes open. He glanced around himself, it took him a moment to realise where he was. His eyes shot open in alarm at the state of his secret base. There was burn marks and wires littering the floor and walls, Felicity was sitting on the cracked floor near him, her head was resting on her arms. She wasn't paying attention. He noticed very quickly that he was tied down. He was connecting some of the dots, but he still had no idea what happened, "Felicity," he barked, waking up the girl.

Her eyes shot up to his, immediately filling with alarm and distrust, "Oliver?" She asked skeptically. Was he still being controlled, or had he been released?

"What the hell happened?" He asked with a soft tone. He could see that Felicity was scared, but he didn't know or understand why.

"I don't know," she replied, "is it definitely you?" She squeaked, "your not trying to kill me anymore, right?"

"What? No, why would I-" he stopped and he put the final piece together, "what did I do?" He asked with dread dripping from his voice. Felicity could tell that Oliver wasn't being controlled anymore, he would have tried to escape his rope bindings by now if he was.

"Well, we lost communication with you and Barry, then you showed up her and detonated one of your arrows and Sebastian knocked you out before running off somewhere," she replied with exasperation.

Oliver had three things on his mind. One, why had made him go rouge? Two, where was Barry? Three, Sebastian had knocked him out?