~ Starling City ~

A thug was running down an ally when he spotted a fence. He ran to it and began to climb it when The Black Canary appeared behind him. She grabbed him by the back of his hoodie and yanked him off the fence, throwing him to the ground. The man stood up and shot her a smile.

"Haven't ya heard? Masks aren't wanted in Starling anymore." The man said smugly.

"Tell that to the woman you mugged." Black Canary snarled.

He moved towards her, taking a swing at her, but she ducked. Shooting back up, Black Canary struck him three times across the face in quick succession. She backed him up against the fence, all the while wailing on him. Out of nowhere, a hand shoots out and grabs her arm, stopping the pummeling. As Black Canary takes a deep breath, she realizes that he isn't even conscious anymore. She backed away and lets him fall, blood on his face, to the ground.

"Come, we need to talk," Nyssa said as she led Laurel away from the alley.

Nyssa and Laurel are at a restaurant
eating dinner.

"I never understood your country's need to fry everything," Nyssa said as she examined a fry.

"That's because 'everything' tastes better that way," Laurel quipped, imitating her friend's accent a little before becoming serious, "I know you didn't bring me here to talk about food."

"Why have you been so...aggressive during these last few weeks?" Nyssa demanded.

"Because I'm angry and I'm heart-broken," Laurel said as she picked at her food.

"What happened? I know this is not about your father; you did not act this way when he was hunting Oliver. So what happened?" Nyssa demanded, noticing Laurel's flinch at Oliver's name.

"It's about Oliver...he's in Nanda Parbat. He's accepted your father's offer to become the next Ra's al Ghul." Laurel finally admitted as Nyssa leaped to her feet, alarm in her eyes.

"You shouldn't have kept this from me!" Nyssa hissed before storming out of the dinner.

~ Nyssa's Hideout ~

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Oliver," Laurel said as she walked into the room and sees that Nyssa is sharpening a sword, "but I was mourning the man I love giving up his life."

"Were I so inclined, I would question why your first instinct is to keep secrets, especially considering how it cost you your relationship with your father. But I have greater concerns." Nyssa said as she walked over to a munitions box.

"Nyssa...what's going on?" Laurel asked, realizing this was about more than hurt feelings.

"Leave," Nyssa ordered but Laurel stood her ground.

"No, friends don't do that to one another," Laurel said firmly and Nyssa seemed to debate with herself before giving in.

"Now that Oliver has accepted my Father's offer to be Heir to the Demon...he will come for me. With as many men as it takes to kill me." Nyssa said and Laurel looked horrified.

Nyssa stood on the rooftops of Starling City, seemingly alone.

"Here's where my beloved departed this world. Do you even remember Sara or has my father erased her from your memory?" Nyssa asked turning around to face Al-Sah-Him.

"I'm here to take you back to Nanda Parbat," Al-Sah-Sid said emotionlessly.

"For justice? or vengeance?" Nyssa asked.

"Vengeance is justice!" Al-Sah-Him yelled.

Nyssa then reached back and takes an arrow out of her quiver and they are off running on opposite sides of the rooftops, Nyssa shot arrow after arrow at Al-Sah-Him. However, he dodged them all and, once the skylines were out of the way, he notched an arrow and fired but Nyssa took out her sword and deflected it. Nyssa rushed at him but Al-Sah-Him sidestepped her.

The battle quickly turned into a battle of swordsmen. Nyssa was backed towards the edge of the roof when Al-Sah-Him knocked Nyssa down falling on her back. Al-Sah-Him put his blade to Nyssa's throat before she could get up.

"Do it! If I am to die, I want to do it on the same ground as my beloved" Nyssa told him.

Before he could react, they both groaned in pain as a loud, sonic shriek echoed throughout the area. The glass on the skylines shattering. Al-Sah-Him stood up and turned around to see The Black Canary.

Laurel barely recognized the man she had left in Nanda Parbat. There was no sign that he recognized her, he simply regarded her as they were enemies. He stared at them for a moment before turning and jumping off the rooftop. Laurel gasped "Ollie!" She said running to the edge of the rooftop but he was already gone.

~ Nyssa's Hideout ~

"You shouldn't have interfered," Nyssa told Laurel as she bandaged her wrist.

"I have lost a sister, a father, Tommy, Oliver," Laurel had to fight to keep the tears at bay as she remembered her former lover's face tonight, "I was not about to lose you too."

"You already lost me the moment Oliver accepted my father's offer," Nyssa turned around to face Laurel."I've known Oliver my entire life since we were kids," Laurel said before swallowing the lump in her throat, "But tonight I didn't recognize him."

"I've told you, he's changed." Nyssa reminded her. "You still love him. That's why it causes you so much pain to see what he has become."

Laurel nodded. " I never stopped loving him."

"The man you love is no more. He died when he accepted my father's offer." Nyssa told her.

"Laurel!?" Diggle called as he and Felicity walked into the lair, "Oliver and The League took Lyla."

"What is Sara okay?" Laurel asked aghast.

"She's with John's neighbor," Felicity explains as Diggle slammed Nyssa up against the wall.

"What's wrong with you?!" Diggle demanded.

"This is not Nyssa's fault!" Laurel said as she tried to get between them.

"No, just her people," Diggle sneered as he glared at Nyssa, "you call yourselves warriors? You claim to have honor, but if you knew the meaning of the word, you know that there are some lines you do not cross!" Diggle shouted.

"John, back off!" Laurel told him as she pushed him away from Nyssa.

"You back off!" Diggle shouted back.

"I am truly sorry. I never meant for any harm to come to you or your family." Nyssa told him.

"Yeah, Nyssa? Then prove it, turn yourself over to the League." Diggle ordered.

"What? So we're just gonna negotiate with them now? Turn over an innocent person?" Laurel demanded of him.

"She's not innocent; she's the daughter of the Demon. She's probably killed hundreds of people." Diggle sneered.

"So now you get to decide who lives and dies John?" Laurel challenged.

"That's not what I'm saying." Diggle disagreed.

"Sure sounds like it!" Laurel said heatedly.

"Fine, then that's how it is. I don't care how I get Lyla back, but I'll get her back." Diggle declared.

"Trading one life for another? We're supposed to be better than that." Laurel told him.

"It is fine, of course, you would trade me for your beloved," Nyssa said as she walked up next to Laurel, "I won't see an innocent life taken for mine."

"Nyssa, no!" Laurel shouted in objection.

"Happiness was not meant for me, Laurel," Nyssa told her.

"Look, we have to find another way," Laurel said as she looked over at Diggle, "because if we do this, even if you get Lyla back...Oliver won't be the only one to have lost his soul."