28Ellie Bishop: It will be similar to season one at first but as we go one, there will be some significant deviations. Agreed on Lena and Walter. I think the writers just tried to shove Kara/Kate on as in order to try and give us the whole Oliver/Barry dynamic except they didn't want to work for it. But the fact is that neither is as good a character as Oliver or Barry and Melissa and Rudy are not nearly as good actors as Stephen and Grant.
Guest 1: There will be long chapters and some short chapters.
Guest 2: Very little chance of Superman and Supergirl showing up. This is a story about Oliver and Lena, not Self-Righteous Girl and Super Wimp. But I do have big plans for Lex.
Queen Mansion
Morning
Oliver was walking out of the mansion when he was stopped by his mother, Walter walking behind her followed closely by an unfamiliar, dark haired man in a suit.
"Oliver, there's someone I'd like you to meet," Moira said before gesturing to the dark haired man. "Meet Rob Scott, he'll be accompanying you from now on."
"I don't need a babysitter," Oliver protested, knowing his plans didn't involve a bodyguard.
"Your mother feels that it would be wise to have a bodyguard, given the abduction," Walter said, trying to play peacekeeper.
"Yah, and what do you think Dad?" Oliver asked sarcastically and it was silent. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't figure out when he kept showing up?"
"Oliver-" Moira began.
"I'm not mad that you remarried, I'm happy for you mom. But you had no right to keep this from me," Oliver said angrily and, after a moment, Moira nodded.
"You're right, I should have told you. It was a mistake, I'm sorry," Moira said before getting back to the matter at hand. "But Oliver, this is something I need."
"Okay," Oliver said, internally groaning.
He would have to find a way to deal with Rob Scott. His plans could not wait, not anymore.
Starling City, limo
Not long after
"So, you used to be a cop?" Oliver asked from the backseat.
"Former SWAT with Monument Point's MCU. I know you would like to roam freely, but my ability to keep you safe will far outweigh your discomfort. Do we have an understanding Sir? Sir?" Rob asked but received no answer.
Hearing the door shut, Rob looked behind him to see the back seat was empty. Slamming on his breaks, Rob pulled to a stop and got out. Rushing to the backseat, he yanked open the door but Oliver was not there. Looking around in confusion, Rob found no sign of Oliver.
Queen-Luthor Industries
Same time
Lena was doing some paperwork as she had the television in her office on, listening to the news.
"And in other news, Oliver Queen will be throwing a 'welcome home bash' tomorrow night in celebration of his return to Starling City," the reporter said.
Lena paused for a moment, thinking, before she tapped the button on her phone.
"Jesse, clear my schedule for tomorrow night. I have plans," Lena ordered.
Steel Mill
Afternoon
After setting up his base of operations, Oliver was watching the news report about Laurel and Adam Hunt. Olivier pulled out his father's book and found Adam Hunt's name. Adam Hunt's crimes went far deeper than theft and fraud, but like most corrupt men with power, he'd been able to use that power to avoid the consequences of his actions. He wasn't going to do that with him, Olivier thought as he put the book down and picked up his bow.
Argus base, three years ago
Afternoon
"Who is this?" Oliver asked as he was shown a picture of an Asian man around his age, maybe a little younger.
"This is the courier for Chien Na Wei, an assassin for the Chinese Triad," Waller explained. "She's here, in Hong Kong. You're going to help me find out what she is up to. There's a dead drop in the middle of the market. You're going to intercept her courier and take what was meant for Chien Na Wei. Do you understand Mr. Queen?"
"Crystal," Oliver said dryly, wondering if it was possible for him to hate her more than he already did.
Starling City
Late afternoon
Adam Hunt was on his way to his car after a meeting with Eric Gitter, two guards escorting when there was a 'whoosh' sound and the light above them suddenly exploded in a blast of sparks. Hunt and his guards looked around in shock and bewilderment before one of the guards was suddenly struck in the shoulder with an arrow. He cried out, going down to the ground in pain as the other guard quickly got Hunt to his car. With Hunt safely in his car, the other guard pulled out a gun and wildly shot into the dark in an attempt to get whoever was attacking them.
"Hey! You missed," a voice rang out in the parking garage and the guard turned around.
In the car, Hunt listened, terrified as he heard the sound of his guard screaming following by something flying through the air. The window next to his head shattered and he stared in shock at an arrow in the other seat. Then, someone reached through the broken glass and yanked him out.
Hunt landed on the ground, hard, and looked up. Standing in front of him was a man dressed in a green suit complete with a green hood, wielding a bow and arrow, which was aimed right at Hunt's chest. In response, Hunt screamed in terror.
"What? What? Just… just tell me what you want!" Hunt yelped.
Oliver then grabbed Hunt and yanked him to his feet.
"You're gonna transfer forty million dollars into Starling City Bank account 1141 by ten P.M. tomorrow night," Oliver told him.
"Or what?" Hunt asked, gaining his courage back in the face of this demand.
"Or I'm gonna take it. And you won't like how," Oliver promised as he let Hunt go and started walking off.
"If I see you again, you're dead!" Hunt snarled.
In response, Oliver turned around and fired. Hunt jumped but the arrow simply went through his car's front windshield. When Hunt looked back, Oliver was gone.
Hunt's apartment, next day
Morning
"He was wearing a hood, a green hood. And he had a bow and arrow," Hunt told Quentin and Hilton, who exchanged a startled look. "What, you don't believe me? That maniac put two of my men in the hospital! He said he's coming back here at ten P.M. tonight!"
"Well, thanks for your statement," Quentin said dryly as he took the arrow Hunt had shoved in their faces during his rant. "We'll put an APB out on…Robin Hood."
"Hey pal; I'm not some grocer who got taken for his register. I go to the front of the line," Hunt sneered. "Now, he said he'd be back here by ten P.M. tonight, make sure you're here first. You can coordinate with Mr. Drakon, my new head of security."
Hunt gestured to a dark haired man in black standing in the corner. Quentin and Hilton exchanged a glance, neither liking the feeling they got from this man.
"Well uh, thanks for your time," Quentin said before he and Hilton walked out.
"Looks like Queen was telling the truth," Hilton noted once they were out of hearing range.
"Well, first time for everything," Quentin scoffed as they walked into the elevator. "This hooded guy comes looking for trouble, he'll find it."
Starling City
Night
"Area is secure sir," Rob told Oliver and he smiled tightly.
"I see that," Oliver said, amused as he pulled out his phone.
9:07 and Hunt still hadn't still hadn't transferred the money. Not that Oliver had expected him to. Men like Hunt needed a lesson before they learned that Oliver meant business.
He pocketed his phone before Tommy saw him and signaled for the DJ to cut the music as he rushed over.
"Hey everybody, man of the hour!" Tommy shouted as they all cheered. "Ladies, give this man a proper homecoming."
'We are the champions' started playing as Oliver walked on stage. Tommy had certain gone all out, exactly as Oliver had hoped. The bigger the bash, the easier it would be for him to slip away unnoticed, Oliver thought before he was handed a shot which he quickly drowned.
"I missed Tequila!" Oliver shouted, slipping into his old persona quickly as the crowd cheered.
As the party resumed and Oliver stepped off the stage, he tensed as he saw Thea, being handed some sort of pills. Oliver stalked towards her and Rob, seeing his client move, was about to follow when Tommy got in the blocked him.
"Trust me, you do not want to get in the middle of that," Tommy warned him.
"Ollie! This party is sick," Thea said as Oliver lightly grabbed her by the arm and started leading her away.
"Yes, it is. Who let you in?" Oliver demanded.
"I believe it was someone who said 'right this way Ms. Queen'," Thea said sarcastically.
"Well you shouldn't be here," Thea rolled her eyes as Oliver said this.
"I'm not twelve anymore Ollie," Thea said annoyed.
"No, you are seventeen, underage. You know Thea; I have a lot of regrets about who I was before, that I wish I could've done better, been different. And when I thought of home, when I thought of you…I imagined you being better than I was, that you would make a better impact than I had. I guess I was wrong," Oliver said softly.
Thea looked like Oliver had struck her as he turned and walked off, not even realizing that Oliver had swiped the pills from her. Oliver deposited the pills in a trash can and looked up at Tommy, who nodded at him, looking pleased.
"Mr. Queen."
Oliver tensed at the sound of the voice, whirling around to see Lena. She was dressed in a black dress that made Oliver's heart skip a beat when he saw her. She had on a professional expression, as though she was meeting him for the first time. She always was smart, Oliver mused.
"Lena Luthor," Lena said, holding out her hand to him. "I was hoping we could talk. About the company."
"Right. Sure," Oliver said fighting to keep his voice even.
Oliver and Lena then walked off, up the stairs. Rob started to follow them when Oliver stopped.
"Rob, I appreciate it, but this is the CEO of my family's company and we're going to talk business. We'd like no prying ears," Oliver said firmly and, after a moment, Rob nodded.
"Right, guess you have a point," Rob muttered.
"Yep," Oliver said with a tight smile.
He and Lean then walked up the stairs and headed over to a balcony, overlooking the floor. It was silent between them for several moments until Lena spoke.
"I thought you were dead," Lena said pointedly.
"I thought you were," Oliver said and she nodded.
"Lex, he sent his men, pulled me out before things got bad. But I may be free of Waller, but I'm still a prisoner, Lex's prisoner," Lena said and his eyes softened.
"I'm sorry," Oliver said, reaching out and taking her hand, wanting to touch her face but knowing her couldn't.
"Why didn't you come back home?" Lena inquired and he was silent for a moment.
"I thought you were dead. In my grief, I did a lot of things I'm not proud of. I didn't think I deserved to come home," Oliver said vaguely.
Lena could tell he was holding something back; there was so much he wasn't saying. She couldn't imagine what he had been through after she 'died'. Before she could say anything, Olivier pulled out his phone as it vibrated. It was ten P.M. and Hunt hadn't transferred the money.
"What is it?" Lena inquired, seeing the displeased look on Oliver's face.
"I asked someone to do something, they didn't do it," Olivier said simply as he pocketed his phone. "Lena, I'm glad that you're alive, more than you'll ever know…but whatever we were, whatever we could have been… there can't be anything between us now."
"What?" Lena asked after a moment of shock.
"I came back here for a specific reason and that reason wasn't to start something up again. I care about you Lena, but I can't…not with you or anyone. I'm sorry…but I gave up that right a long time ago," Oliver said grimly, ignoring his better judgement and leaning over, kissing her lightly on the cheek. "I'm sorry."
Olivier then walked off as Lena whirled around, tears shining in her eyes as she watched him go.
Across the street a little later, Drakon locked the door to Hunt's office, looking over and giving his boss a nod.
"It's past ten, he's never getting in here," Drakon assured him, not seeing outside as an arrow embedded itself in the wall.
Shortly after, several guards stood outside Hunt's office when the lights went out, setting everyone on edge. Then, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. An arrow flew out, hitting one of the guards in the chest. He went down as Oliver rushed out, whirling his bow like an escirma stick and taking out several of the guards. He then threw his bow to another and it hit him in the head, knocking him out. Oliver then made his way towards another, jumping out of the as they fired before using a pillar as a stepping stone and propelling himself towards him. Oliver grabbed the man's neck with his legs and pulled him down to the ground, knocking him out before letting go. He grabbed his bow off the floor and then jumped to his feet, rushing behind a pillar and dodging a rain of bullets.
Inside Hunt's office, Hunt and some other men listened to all this going on outside before it was suddenly silent. Then, the glass broke and one of the men opened fire before stopping as he realized it was one of their men. However, it was too late as the guard fell to the floor, dead before an arrow flew out, getting him in the chest and he went down before Oliver rushed in, taking out another guard before notching an arrow and firing. Hunt closed his eyes but the blow never came, as the arrow hit the wall instead.
"You missed," Hunt said mockingly even as he notched another arrow and took aim.
"Really?" Oliver asked.
Then Drakon rushed in, grabbing his bow and flinging it away. The two began trading blows as Hunt rushed out.
"He's here!" Hunt said on the Comms piece given to him by Quentin.
Drakon lunged at Oliver with a knife. They collided, crashing onto a glass table which shattered under their combined weight. Oliver avoided the knife, wrapping his legs around Drakon's neck in an attempt to choke him. They twisted on the floor, Oliver letting go and they got up, the pair lunging for one another once more. Oliver dodged the knife and pushed him into the wall, a vase shattering in the chaos. Drakon lunged for him again but Oliver disarmed him, twisting his wrist and throwing him to the floor. As luck would have it, a gun was in reaching distance of Drakon. He grabbed the gun and jumped to his feet before opening fire. Oliver jumped over Hunt's desk, pulling out a flechette and throwing it at Dragon at the same moment. The flechette struck Drakon in the chest, killing him at the same time as Oliver landed on the floor, hard, losing consciousness.
He was awakened moments later by the sounds of the police entering the room. Oliver staggered to his feet, grabbing his bow as he pulled out a round from the vest under his suit.
"Lay down your weapons or we will open fire!" one of the officers shouted as two of them came in, not seeing Oliver behind the couch.
The bow, shot up, firing. The arrow disarmed them but Quentin and Hilton were right behind them. Oliver made a break for the window, dodging Quentin's shots as he ran through the glass. Quentin and Hilton made their way over to the shattered window, seeing Oliver using a zip line to return to the party.
Not long after, Quentin and a SWAT team entered the building, stopping the music.
"I want the building searched from top to bottom, find him!" Quentin ordered before turning to the crowd. "Starling City Police, party's over kids!"
"Detective!" Quentin turned around as Oliver made his way over. "This is a private party."
"Well, there was an incident at Adam Hunt's building tonight. You know anything about that?" Quentin demanded.
"Who's Adam Hunt?" Oliver asked sounding bored.
"He's a millionaire bottom feeder, and I'm kind of surprised you aren't friends," Quentin sneered.
"Well, I've been out of town for a while," Oliver said sarcastically, to Tommy's amusement.
"He just got attacked by the guy with the hood, the guy that saved your ass the other day," Quentin said.
"The hood guy," Oliver said.
"Yeah," Lance replied.
"You didn't find him?" Oliver asked, before he smiled. "I'm gonna offer a reward. Hey, everybody! I'm gonna offer two-million dollars to anyone who can find a nut bar in a green hood!"
The crowd cheered as Quentin angrily got in Oliver's face.
"Did you even try and save her?" Quentin demanded wiping the smile off Oliver's face. "Did you even try and save my daughter?"
"Okay, that's enough. Sara wouldn't want this," Hilton tried to reason with him, trying to drag Quentin away. "Partner, let's go."
Although furious, Quentin realized this wasn't the time or place. So, with a deep breath, Quentin turned around and allowed Hilton to lead him away. Oliver stared after them, the familiar feelings of guilt and self-loathing gnawing at him before he turned and walked off, ignoring Tommy's attempts to talk to him.
Adam Hunt's penthouse, next day
Morning
"What the hell are you talking about? Forty-million dollars doesn't just up and vanish!" Hunt shouted into his phone as he paced his office. "Untraceable? It is forty-million dollars! Find it!"
Hunt then hung up and sank into his chair in despair, holding his head in his hands.
"How did he do it? How did he do it?" Hunt muttered, not seeing the blinking arrow still embattled in his way.
Arrow lair
Same time
Oliver watched on his computer as the money was transferred before picking up his father's book. Opening it up to the page with Hunt's name, he picked up a pen and crossed out Hunt's name. But there were still many more names in this book. In the end, each and every one of them would wish that he had died on that island. Because this was only the beginning.
Lena's apartment
Same tie
Lena watched the news report, having no doubt Oliver was somehow involved. She watched it for a few more moments before she turned it off as her driver entered the room.
"Car's ready," he said and Lena nodded.
"Well, time to start the day Roy," Lena muttered and Roy Harper nodded at her.
So, here I made one small but very significant deviation from the pilot. I replaced Diggle with Rob Scott, who if you don't remember, was the bodyguard who briefly replaced Diggle after Diggle first found out Oliver's secret. Sorry if you were hoping I would include him, but I plan for someone else to fill Diggle's role. And no, that someone is not Rob.
And Roy has made his story debt now. How Roy ended up as Lena's driver will be explained later on but he will play a major role in the story.
