Cisco had worked on a jammer for his phone and computer all day, knowing his half-sister would try and decrypt it or find somebody who could. He’d dropped the wristbands off at the lab for Barry to find, hoping he wouldn’t come looking for him. At this point he really didn’t care what happened or who found him.
He wandered about Central City, hood up, hair pulled back, and a pair of sunglasses on. Every few feet he would stick his hand out, sending vibrations out and sending garbage cans flying, breaking street lights, and setting off car alarms. Cisco felt a dark energy coarsing through his body and a grim smile spread across his face, as he knew there was no holding back anymore.
Oliver didn’t know how to quite settle the pain in his chest, the last few nights patrolling left him worse for wear. Felicity’s pending fate rattled the logical part of his brain. An agape piece of him hung in the balance; the man and the beast. The killer side of him that ran wild when his defenses were down. The ghoulish face that stared back at him through the window pane reflected a vision of a man on fire.
The sounds of trash cans clattering in the distance, a disturbance in the natural flow sent him into overdrive. His feet pounded against the dewy streets, his heart beating in sync with the sound of the pulsing car alarms. His eyes fall upon the shadowed figure, the familiar body type with the unnatural stirring left him ridden with the possibilities. Cisco…what happened to you.
Cisco turned as he left someone’s feet slamming into the ground as they got closer. He turned to face the alleyway it came from, shadow covering his face as he saw the familiar gear. “Well if it isn’t the Green Arrow himself. What a surprise. What can I do ya for?” Cisco remarked in a snarky tone, sticking a hand out and stopping the car alarms.
Cisco backup 