Oliver’s jaw clenched knowing that nothing he would say would deter the young man. Pulling a arrow from his quiver, he quickly loaded his bow and fired without warning. Knowing he’d barely grazed him, the arrow pierced through the boy’s hoodie and into the nearest wall. Cisco had no where to go. “Are you going to tell what you know, Vibe.”
Cisco heard the rush of air milliseconds before he was pinned to the wall. “Once I tell you, you’ll never look at me the same.” Cisco said, glancing down at the wristbands that he was still wearing. These bands were probably one of the best things he’s ever invented. He reached up and tried pulling the arrow out, but he couldn’t get it to budge. “You didn’t have to shoot at me, Mr. Green Arrow.” He snipped, looking back at the man.
Cisco backup 