Altered Arrow

Disclaimer: This idea started brewing in my head and there was no way I wasn't gonna be able to ignore it.

Ra's stepped up to the edge of the cliff of the mountain they were on and looked down the side of it. As if searching for where the body of Oliver Queen may have landed after kicking him off moments ago. His mind beginning to be deep in thought as the makings of an idea came to him, that admittedly could fail. But he was not one to be prone to making the same mistakes again however. "Sarab." He called out.

Immediately, the man formerly known as Maseo Yamashiro stepped up to the long lived Master of the League of Assassins, clothing in hand for his Master to wear once more. "Yes, Master Ra's?"

"I wish for you to go down and find where Oliver Queen's body fell and bring it to me." Informed Ra's as he took the clothing and began to place it on his upper body.

"You intend to send a message with his body, father?" Nyssa asked as she stepped up to the two.

Ra's looked to her. "No, I intend to revive him and re-make him into a deadly tool for the League of Assassins. It is otherwise a wasted opportunity where potential such as his is concerned."

Despite their training, both present with the long lived man couldn't help but feel their eyes widen at his words. "I failed in such a task where Bruce Wayne was concerned and lost your sister because of it, but this time, this time will be far different. There will be no choices given or offers made. And perhaps he'll even be a suitable candidate to replace me."

"But I am your daughter! Making ME your Heir!" Immediately protested Nyssa in displeasure.

Ra's narrowed his eyes at his youngest child. "My daughter you may be, girl, but never have I ever declared you to be my Heir. That was foolish thinking of your own as a woman is not suitable to lead the League of Assassins. Remove such thoughts from your mind for they do not belong there, daughter."

Such… Modern thinking was how he was betrayed by Talia when she chose to follow a different path for herself rather than his thanks to Bruce Wayne. And had he any notion of what young Nyssa had been thinking over the years, he would have put a stop to it long ago. No doubt, some of it being Sara Lance's doing as well with her sort of views and leanings. While he may tolerate it amongst the lower ranks to a degree in a number of ways, he couldn't do so with his children and should have been more pro-active in that area. Nyssa was none too pleased by what she was told, feeling as though she'd been slapped harshly in the face. But he cared nothing for her displeasure. "Go, aide Sarab in retrieving Oliver Queen's body."

Reluctantly, Nyssa did as told, knowing that otherwise, she'd be subjected to harsh punishments for refusing to do as told by the Demon's Head. Idly, Ra's wondered if whether or not he should subject Nyssa to certain League methods to ensure she no longer would be an issue. Something to give further consideration too once I've finished with Oliver Queen.

Author's Notes: Near as I can tell, an idea like this hasn't been done before. But if it has, please point me to it. Marking this complete for now but I've got intentions to come back to it at some point.