I find it extremely amusing that the first five cast members are also the only ones that appear before the "show rest of cast" link in the story. Of course, that all composes Oliver and his Lian Yu team. Just thought it was amusing.
Also, when I was looking at the episodes on the Arrowverse Wiki, it looked like "Finish Line," the season finale of The Flash, actually takes place after "Missing" and "Lian Yu." Because this is fanfiction, that episode, and the season finale of Legends of Tomorrow, happened before the events of "Missing" and "Lian Yu," as did "Nevertheless, She Persisted," the Supergirl season finale.
So, without further ado, the first official chapter, which takes place during "Missing," and slight spoilers for "Finish Line" of The Flash.
***
Now
Oliver hated when his birthdays ended up going down the drain.
First Rene and Dinah had been kidnapped, and then over the course of a few days, Curtis, Thea, Quentin, John, and Felicity had been taken as well. And just a few hours ago, Oliver had received a video message that showed his son, William, had been abducted.
All because of one Adrian Chase.
Enough was enough. Chase had gone too far, and now Oliver was going to hold nothing back in rescuing his friends and his family. And if Thea's father was going to help, if just to get her back . . . well, Oliver was going to take that help and run with it. "Chase's helicopter flew to an abandoned airfield in Dawn Valley, Utah," he told Malcolm, looking down at the monitor running. "Then, five minutes later, this aircraft took off from the same field at a vector of 2-7-0, due west."
"That would take him back to Star City," Malcolm frowned. "Chase seems smarter than that."
"I'm trying to track this plane, but it's not easy without Felicity," Oliver nodded.
"The night before the Undertaking, some of my associates, especially those who were on the wrong end of your bow, thought that the Hood had computer skills," Malcolm pointed out.
"I had good hardware and a specific purpose," Oliver shook his head. "Chase turned off the transponder on the plane. Luckily, Felicity has access to a keyhole satellite that can track the heat signature of any aircraft in the world."
"Impressive," Malcolm admitted.
"Have to get lucky," Oliver muttered, impatiently tapping his fingers on the desk.
His attention was taken away when another computer started to beep. Malcolm looked at it with a frown, then turned back to Oliver. "Are you expecting someone?"
"Yes, I am," Oliver confirmed. "Because Chase is working with at least Black Siren, Evelyn Sharp, Talia al Ghul, and whatever army she's currently controlling."
"So you called in reinforcements," Malcolm chuckled. "If I wasn't such a confident individual, my ego might be bruised."
Oliver braced himself. "Malcolm, your ego is what I'm gonna need you to keep in check."
The smug smirk vanished from Malcolm's face. "Why?" he demanded. "Who did you reach out to?"
The elevator doors opening answered his question for him, and Oliver turned to face the woman that walked out, her quiver of arrows swung over her shoulder, sword at her hip, bow in her hand. "Husband," Nyssa greeted. Oliver nodded in acknowledgment, and Nyssa's dark gaze found the suddenly stiff form of the Dark Archer. "Mr. Merlyn," she curled her lip. "I assume you still have no title."
"No," Malcolm told Oliver bluntly.
"Malcolm," Oliver sighed, turning to him.
"I will not work with her," he shook his head.
"I told you," Nyssa told Oliver pointedly.
"I'd sooner slice her throat," Malcolm added.
"Try to, you mean," Nyssa threw him a glare.
"Malcolm, you said you were willing to do whatever it takes to get Thea back," Oliver reminded Malcolm angrily. "So here we are!"
"Fine," Malcolm spat. "But does she know?"
Oliver didn't answer. "Know what, Mr. Merlyn?" Nyssa narrowed her eyes, walking closer.
Malcolm turned to her and gave her a mocking smile. "One of the people we are up against is your sister."
Nyssa stared blankly at Malcolm, then sighed and looked at Oliver incredulously. "Nyssa, I wanted to explain it to you in person," Oliver began, then turned back when his monitor beeped. "We have Chase's C-130," he announced, and Malcolm and Nyssa both moved closer. "Flew out over the coast, banked southerly twelve degrees . . . which – " He faltered. "Which means . . . "
"Which means?" Nyssa prompted.
Malcolm watched as Oliver looked up and swallowed hard. "I know where he's taking them," he said hoarsely.
A familiar whooshing noise sounded behind them, and when Malcolm and Nyssa both swung around, reaching for weapons, Oliver quickly stopped them. "No, wait!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Cisco quickly threw up his hands, taking his goggles off in the process. "Good guy! No shooting! I'm a good guy!"
"Cisco?" Oliver frowned, walking forward. "I called for Barry!"
"Er, yeah," Cisco shuffled awkwardly. "Uh . . . Barry's unavailable."
"Unavailable?" Oliver repeated dubiously. "Cisco . . . why are you telling me this?"
Cisco swallowed. "Well, you see, there was this speedster Barry was fighting, who called himself the god of speed. He did something extremely clever and trapped the Flash from a different universe in the Speed Force, and to fight the guy, we let him out, but in the process, the Speed Force became unstable and started raging on Central City – "
"Cisco!" Oliver snapped.
"And Barry went into the Speed Force to end it!" Cisco blurted out, swallowing hard. "Barry's gone, Oliver. He's stuck in the Speed Force, and we're not sure how to get him out."
Oliver faltered, narrowing his eyes. "Gone?" he repeated in disbelief.
"Yes," Cisco nodded miserably. "I'm sorry, Oliver, but I wanted you to hear it from me instead of over a phone call or a text."
Oliver blew out his breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. Malcolm gave him a worried look, and Oliver finally looked back at Cisco. "What about the Legends?" he asked. "Anything from them?"
"No," Cisco shook his head, making Oliver swallow. "That was the first thing I thought of when I saw your message. I tried to contact them, gave them the date and time and everything. They never showed, Oliver. Either they didn't get the message – which I highly doubt – or they can't help. I'm sorry, Oliver, but there's no one else who can help."
Oliver turned back to the monitor, taking a deep breath. Barry had been one of the first people he'd thought to contact when he heard his son had been taken. It had been Barry, after all, who had helped him find out about William. But if Barry couldn't help, and if Sara and the Legends couldn't be contacted –
His mind took another route, and he slowly looked up, his eyes widening. Cisco had said there was no one else who could help . . . "Not on this Earth," he thought out loud.
"What?" Nyssa frowned.
"Cisco, you said no one else could help," Oliver turned around.
"Yeah," Cisco looked confused.
"No one else on this Earth," Oliver emphasized.
Malcolm and Nyssa looked at each other in confusion, but Cisco's jaw dropped. "Oh, my God," he breathed in realization.
"Cisco, I need you to open a breach for me," Oliver nodded, taking a deep breath. "I need you to take me to Kara."
***
When they jumped through Cisco's breach, they found themselves in a back alley, away from the noise of streets. "OK, well, without Barry, this is the best I can do," Cisco rubbed his hands together, taking off his glasses and leading Oliver out of the alley. "Lucky for us, though, Kara gave us some information about where to find her if we ever needed to find her."
"The sooner we find her, the better," Oliver nodded reluctantly, following Cisco as they walked out of the alley.
And what appeared to be in the middle of what appeared to be the clean-up of one hell of a battle.
"Holy frack," Cisco's jaw dropped, and even Oliver did a double take as he took in the rubble covering the streets. Several of them were closed off, and crews were clearing the debris everywhere they looked. Even some of the buildings looked as if chunks were missing from them.
"What the hell happened?" Oliver asked, looking around.
"Wait, wait, wait," Cisco ran over to a nearby newsstand, looking at the different newspapers and magazines. "CatCo! That's it!"
"What is?" Oliver walked over.
"Kara works for CatCo Worldwide Media," Cisco answered, taking one of the magazines. "Look at this!"
Oliver looked down at the cover, eyes wide when he saw the image. There was Kara, in full Supergirl regalia, a stern look on her face. On the other side, however, was a dark-haired woman with a cruel look in her eyes, a circlet of some sort on her head, wearing a blue dress. "Supergirl Victorious," he read the title, eyes wide.
"What did Kara face?" Cisco breathed, looking around.
"Well, let's ask her," Oliver lifted his gaze. "CatCo it is."
He walked off, and Cisco hurriedly replaced the magazine to catch up to Oliver, looking up to see the building just on the next street.
***
No Barry, who's stuck in the Speed Force. No Team Flash, trying to keep their city together. And no Legends, who let me just say, they kind of had what happened to them coming. Great last line, Sara.
That was sort of what I wondered . . . why did Oliver turn to former villains for his team? Why not his friends? Obviously, the only reason I could think of was that something really drastic happened and they just couldn't help. Barry stuck in the Speed Force takes care of that, and the Legends are cleaning up their issues. And maybe Oliver didn't take the time to think that there's a super alien in another universe who just fought a giant war, but she's the only one that didn't land herself in heaping loads of trouble.
SuperArrow reunion is next!