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[sub][hr][/sub][COLOR=seagreen][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=#bbbbbb][i]Star City[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Crisis! Part 3[/b] [COLOR=#bbbbbb][I][/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][color=seagreen][sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [COLOR=#bbbbbb][I][@Natty] with Magik[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Previously:[/b] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4924830][COLOR=#bbbbbb][I]Crisis! 2[/I][/COLOR][/url][/right][/SUP][/color]

[INDENT][COLOR=#bbbbbb]The city had gone to hell.

Infected civilians ran through the street, ripping apart anything and everyone they could get their hands on. At first, Connor had assumed it was the work of a chemical attack, perhaps something in the water, or maybe an airborne contagion. It had been Overwatch who had determined the true cause of the attack. 

The swarm dark clouds shown in the terrorist’s footage was actually comprised of numerous insect-sized robots. Based on Connor’s first-hand experience, he’d say they were around the size of a grasshopper. Most of the arrows in his arsenal had proven fruitless, the drones overrode any sense of pain or fear their host felt. But the drones were vulnerable to electricity and the hosts still needed to breathe which left at least two viable options in his quiver.

Fending for himself on the ground, Connor had left Overwatch’s to do what she did best. She was quickly isolating the true source of the drones’ signal. Obviously, each drone received its orders from the obelisk in the closest vicinity, but as Overwatch had explained it, the obelisks were routers, simply beaming the source signal further and dispersing it over the city. 

It had to originate from somewhere.

[color=#8e7cc3]“I’ve got it.”[/color] Connor’s headset crackled to life as Overwatch’s bubbly voice echoed excitedly in his ears. Nocking another arrow, Connor fired it towards the ground. Knockout gas dispersed into the near-rabid crowd upon impact. Watching the zombies fall, Connor felt a certain degree of satisfaction before continuing to run along the rooftops that made up Star City’s downtown.

[color=#2e8b57]“Where am I heading?”[/color] He replied, tapping the side of his mask.

[color=#8e7cc3]“Star City Public Library!”[/color] Came Overwatch’s reply.

[color=#2e8b57]“Consider me already there!”[/color] Taking a deep breath, Connor slung his bow onto his back before doubling down on his speed. His lungs were already aching, but at least now he’d be distracted from it by the burning sensation in his thighs. Flying through the air, he rolled upon landing, righting himself in time to gain enough momentum to jump again. Drawing his bow, Connor took a quick breath before loosing another arrow.

The sound of the grapple line going taunt was music to his ears as he soared through the night sky. With each passing moment, the Star City Library came closer and closer until the sound of exploding glass echoed around his head. His arms were crossed in front of his torso, shielding the majority of his body as he landed. 

Raising the bow again, Connor had no time to assess his surroundings as his eyes darted from the hostages to the people behind the attack, to the blonde woman with a sword in the middle of the room. He couldn’t help but think that Overwatch would have had a snappy comment for a moment such as this, but he wasn’t one to make them. 

 A woman had stepped forward to challenge the blonde with the sword. Without thinking, Connor raised his bow, nocking an arrow and quickly drawing it back.

[color=#2e8b57]“Y’know, you people really crashing the mode tonight.”[/color] He muttered, steadying his aim. [color=#2e8b57]“On behalf of all the innocent down there,”[/color] He nodded towards the broken window, towards the frenzied crowds on the streets below while pulling the bowstring as taunt as it would go.

[color=#2e8b57]“[b]You have failed this city.[/b]”[/color] He growled through gritted teeth, loosing the shaft as it soared towards its intended target. A gasp escaped the clawed woman’s mouth, the arrow piercing her shoulder causing her to stagger away from the woman with a sword. Subsequently loosing several more arrows, Connor targeted those with guns first before turning back towards the swordswoman and calling towards her.

[color=#2e8b57]“I can only assume we’re on the same side, them trying to kill you and all.” [/color]He offered a quick smile before pinning another gunman to the wall. 

The look of anger on the swordswoman’s face rescinded at the sudden appearance of the archer, with her raising an eyebrow in confusion until he began to rain down arrows upon the gunmen. 

[color=#bc8f8f]“They veren’t too pleased about me breaking through veir window.” [/color]Quipping seemed uncomfortable to her, her voice struggling to hold together as she spoke. [color=#bc8f8f]“I’m just here to make vem pay for vhat vey’ve done.”[/color]

Conner could only watch as she charged past him in a fury, leaping up into the air above the remaining gunmen, ignoring their gunfire completely. The blue flames of her blade flared wildly as she brought it down on them. The fire seemed to erupt as it made contact, exploding into a mixture of blues and whites which engulfed them. They let out cries of pain as the woman landed gracefully on her feet before them. 

With a snap of her fingers, the flames crept back into the bulk of her blade, the guards dropping to the floor in unconsciousness. She paused above one of them for several seconds, her eyes carving a hole in the back of his head. 

In the meantime, Connor had been holding back the woman in red. He kept his bow on her, an arrow notched. She angrily had snapped the shaft lodged in her shoulder before charging towards Connor. Releasing arrow after arrow, he attempted to slow her down but she had wisened to his game. Raising her claws, the woman managed to deflect each and every blow away from her body.

Leaping into the air, she moved her claws forward, preparing to run the emerald archer through but Connor saw his opportunity. Rolling to the side, Connor drew another shaft from his quiver, notching it and loosing the arrow. The shaft piercing the woman’s knee, dropping her to the ground and ripping a cry of agony from her throat. 

Gripping his bow between both hands, Connor spun around. A resounding ‘[i]CRACK[/i]’ echoed through the room upon contact between the weapon and the woman’s skull. Falling forward, her body flopped to the ground nearly lifeless save for the shallow movement of her chest. 

[color=#2e8b57]“Can’t say they were much a fan of my own entrance,”[/color] Connor replied finally making his way back over to the mysterious swordswoman. [color=#2e8b57]“I’m C- Green Arrow by the way.”[/color]

[color=#bc8f8f]“Magik.” [/color]Her response was short and sharp. Obviously she wasn’t one for chatting. [color=#bc8f8f]“I thought this city didn’t have a Green Arrow vanymore?”[/color]

[color=#2e8b57]“That’s the world on the street,”[/color] Connor replied with a smile beneath his hood. [color=#2e8b57]“But rumours of my disappearance have been greatly exaggerated.”[/color] He added before gesturing towards the laptop in the center of the room.[color=#2e8b57] “Electronics and I aren’t the best of friends but if I had to guess, I’d say that’s the source of all our problems.”[/color] Connor pointed his bow towards the numerous cables that had all been routed into a single bridge and then into the laptop. 

[color=#2e8b57]“Afterall, all rivers lead to the ocean.”[/color] He added before turning back towards Magik.

[color=#bc8f8f]“Do you vhink you can turn that thing off??”[/color]

[color=#2e8b57]“I can’t,”[/color] Connor muttered, [color=#2e8b57]“But if you give me long enough with the laptop, I’ve got someone who can.” [/color]The sound of an alarm cut any further conversation short as Connor turned towards Magik, his eyes wide but her demeanour remained calm and collected as ever.  

Magik asked inquisitively, raising an eyebrow towards him. 

[color=#bc8f8f]“I take it that’s not a good sign?”[/color][/COLOR][/indent][/indent]