Step by step, Adrian was getting closer to his main goal of destroying everything and everyone Oliver Queen held dear. Every night the streets of Star City spilled blood at the hands of Prometheus and his followers, each death carrying a special meaning in his crusade.

Standing on the edge of the roof of one of the city's high-rises, Adrian pulled off his mask and inhaled the cool night air with relish. After holding Oliver captive for days, torturing him and breaking his willpower to prove that Oliver is not a hero named Green Arrow but a common assassin, he feels he is close to the final act.

He is pulled out of his musings by a rustle and footsteps behind him. Turning around, Adrian watches as one of his followers drags you onto the roof and throws you at his feet. A quiet, pathetic sob irritates him immediately.

"Well, well, what have we here?" almost cooed Adrian, squatting down and grabbing your chin, forcing you to lift your head. "You know you're not supposed to be here, don't you, {{user}}?"