Abducted

Chapter 11 - Malcolm

Malcolm sat at his desk with the biggest of grins on his face. Everything up to this point had gone perfectly, exactly as planned - unlike with the Undertaking.

Malcolm had personally abducted everyone in just a couple of nights. He had brought them here to the Glades. How fitting, he thought, bring them to the place that they all worked so hard to protect in order to punish them for getting in my way! He had been very careful of when he was caught on the cameras. He had wanted Oliver to know who was abducting everyone knowing that he would play hero and come and get them.

As he sat looking at the screen he almost laughed. Oliver was having a nightmare thanks to the Vertigo that Malcolm had just injected him with. He had carefully prepared that dose. He had decided to give Moira a taste of what she had allowed Thea to partake in, not enough to do serious injury but enough to scare her. Malcolm knew that Oliver would not be able to sit idly by and watch as he did this, so he was sure to include a large enough dose in the syringe for Oliver. A dose that would knock him out, give him nightmares, but that would not kill him – that would ruin all the fun still to come.

Things had worked out perfectly for Malcolm that time as well. As predicted Oliver volunteered, no demanded, that he be allowed to take Moira's punishment. It was all Malcolm could do not to smile. He loved it when a plan came together.

Malcolm thought back to when he had tazered Walter. That was another of his carefully executed plans. He had purposefully mentioned the fact that the Arrow had saved Walter before, purposefully wondered aloud if someone would step up to take his place. Oliver, again, took the bait as Malcolm knew that he would.

It was never Malcolm's intention to inflict so serious an injury on Moira or Walter as to permanently injure them, he just wanted a little payback for them interfering with the Undertaking. The ultimate goal had always been to torture Oliver, simply doing so in front of everyone would hurt them as well, possibly scar them for life.

That was the whole reason he had taken the bag of supplies with him the first time. He had only ever planned on using the tazer with Walter, Oliver on the other hand was always destined to feel the bite of the generators electricity.

The last time that Malcolm had captured Oliver he had studied the young man. While he was hanging in Malcolm's warehouse unconscious Malcolm had taken stock of all of Oliver's scars. He used that knowledge now to recreate some of the experiences that Oliver would have gone through to gain those scars. Even though Malcolm didn't know the circumstances behind each scar he knew that simply recreating the injuries themselves would cause Oliver to have flashbacks and nightmares. He was counting on those to drive everyone in the cell block away from Oliver.

Malcolm's plan was working perfectly. As he sat playing with the police baton in his hand he laughed. He knew that Oliver would volunteer yet again, what Oliver didn't know was that Malcolm was done letting him take the brunt of the punishment.

People were about to seriously get hurt!

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Mixed POV

Everyone looked to the door as it opened and Malcolm walked in, again with his two assistants. They silently went straight to Lance's cell, pulled him out, and strung him up in the middle of the room as they had done with Walter.

"Quentin Lance" Malcolm said menacingly.

"What do you want, Merlyn?" Lance said, taunting Malcolm and refusing to be intimidated by him.

"I want you to know that interfering with my plans for the Glades was a very, very bad idea." Malcolm stated as he started to walk around Lance. As he walked around behind Lance he flicked his wrist, causing a Police baton in his hand to extend to its full length.