Disclaimer: I do not own Daredevil, Arrow or anything else you may recognize
So people, welcome to the third and final part of "The Devil and The Arrow Trilogy." After a lot of thinking, I decided to finally get it up and have thought of some plot points and moments which I will work towards in a sensible and logical way.
Plus, it's my birthday so I thought- "What better day to start this story?"
Also, I will be seeing Avengers: Endgame on May 7 so don't spoil it for me.
Game of Thrones 8x3 was so amazing though. I won't spoil it for you if you haven't seen it yet.
This story is of course, going to be my version of Arrow Season 2 with our beloved Daredevil and some other Marvel characters helping out.
Let's get started.
Chapter 1- City of Heroes
Starling City, Gala
"Wasn't our country founded on a brand of vigilantism, Mr. Donner?" The Mayor asked Adam Donner as the gala continued around them, "The revolutionaries in the Boston Tea Party were certainly choosing justice over law."
"I'd hardly compare our founding fathers to the Hood or the Arrow or whatever he calls himself, Mr. Mayor. "Donner said calmly, "Or these twisted copycats who have risen in his wake."
As he finished his sentence, the two men looked up to see Laurel Lance walking down the stairs with a formal smile on her face.
"Ms. Lance." The Mayor greeted with a smile, "What do you think about vigilantes?"
"I'd be foolish to disagree with my new boss." Laurel said cheekily.
"I knew I was smart to hire you." Donner complimented her.
"I'd heard you joined the district attorney's office." The Mayor said to her.
"It was time for a change." Laurel said.
"Still, I'm sorry that you and your colleagues at CNRI won't be opening your doors again." The Mayor said in a sympathetic tone.
"There were no doors left to be reopened." Laurel said as the announcement came for the Mayor to come up on stage.
"They're playing my song." He said before running up to the stage.
"Good evening." He greeted everyone before starting his speech, "It has been a very difficult year for Starling City. Our losses have been incalculable, our grief unimaginable. But with the generous donations you people are making tonight, we will come back from this tragedy."
"You have failed this city, Mr. Mayor!"
The Mayor stopped on hearing that and everyone started looking around in confusion.
"The Glades descended into hell on your watch!"
"You swore to protect all the citizens of Starling, not just the wealthy!"
"We're sorry about this, folks." The Mayor said apologetically to the guests, "We'll have this sorted out in just a minute."
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The crowd screamed in horror as the Mayor fell on the ground on being hit by the gunshots and died on the spot.
The people started running away as four gunmen decked in black arrived. The cops tried to fire at them but were gunned down easily.
One of them walked up to Donner, "Mr. District Attorney-"
He was cut off when Laurel grabbed his hand and threw him down with two punches, taking away his gun.
She turned around-
To see another one of them pointing his gun at her. Laurel knew any move on her part would lead to her death now.
He beckoned her to get down on her knees and she did, her heart pumping against her chest as her life started flashing before her eyes.
"We are the Hoods." He said as he shoved the gun in her face, "And what was taken from us-"
He pulled the trigger-
And Laurel heard the click of the empty as she started breathing heavily.
"We will take back."
The man walked away along with the other three, leaving a gasping Laurel behind.
Later, the SCPD were looking over at the area when Quentin arrived.
"Laurel!"
"Dad." Laurel said as the two hugged, "I'm fine."
"You've got one very brave daughter there, sir." Donner said as he walked up to them.
"Yeah, one daughter's right, and I can't stand to lose another." Quentin said with a sigh.
"Well, I still can't believe this happened." Donner said, "The hoods attacks have strictly been limited to people in the financial sector trying to redistribute wealth in the Glades at gunpoint."
"Yeah, well, clearly that's not getting the result they're looking for, is it?" Quentin said before turning to Laurel, "Did you get a good look at any of them?"
"It was hard to focus on anything other than the gun barrel pointed at my face." Laurel pointed out.
"No tattoos, distinguishing marks?" Quentin asked as they were interrupted.
"What do you think you're doing?"
The two turned as Pike arrived, "Interviewing the witness is the job of the Detective- Officer Lance."
"This is my daughter." Quentin pointed out in a pleading tone, "She was nearly killed tonight."
"Well, as a parent, you're welcome to stay." Pike said, his voice lacking any sympathy, "But as a beat cop, you're more than free to go."
He then walked off, leaving both the Lances stunned.
"You know, that's one of the downsides of being demoted- I don't get to witness his sunny disposition on a daily basis." Quentin said half-jokingly.
That was when Laurel noticed Oliver walking down the stairs towards them.
"Dad, give me a sec." She said as she walked towards him.
"Yeah."
Oliver and Laurel hugged as the former said, "I saw you on TV, so I thought that I would come and make sure you were safe."
"Just four hooded gunmen." She said, "Nothing a few self-defense classes couldn't handle."
"Take a walk?" He asked.
"Yeah." She agreed as they walked.
"So." Oliver started, "How are you really?"
"What do you mean?" Laurel asked.
"You haven't been at your best after ending things with Matt." Oliver told her.
"Look-"
"I know it's not my business or anything, but I think it's time for you to move on from that." Oliver said before walking off, "Think about it."
Next day, Queen Consolidated
Oliver and John walked towards the conference room as Felicity arrived.
"They're in the conference room." She said as they started walking past her before quipping, "Just fyi, no one is eating the bagels."
The two walked inside to see a woman in a red dress sitting on the conference table.
Getting up, she gave her hand to Oliver, "Isabel Rochev."
"Oliver Queen." Oliver greeted her before apologizing, "Sorry I'm late."
"For this meeting or a career in business?" She snarked.
"I didn't realize hostile takeovers were filled with so much hostility." Oliver commented.
"Not at all." Isabel said, "I'm actually in quite a good mood."
"Really? So destroying companies agrees with you?" Oliver asked as the two of them and Felicity took their seats.
"Winning agrees with me." She said firmly.
"You haven't won yet." Oliver pointed out.
"Since you majored in dropping out of college, let me put this in terms that are easy for you to understand." Isabel said in a condescending tone, "You control 45% of Queen Consolidated stock. I control 45%, leaving 10% outstanding. But, in two days the board will release the final 10%."
"And I'll buy it before you do." Oliver declared.
"With what money?" She asked rhetorically, "I doubt your trust fund is that large, and no angel investor will go near the company that build the machine that destroyed half the city. Merlyn Global can't help as it would give a bad name to both of you. Companies rise and fall, Mr. Queen. Your company has fallen."
As Oliver let the info sink in, a distorted voice called out, "Oliver Queen! You failed this city."
A shocked Oliver rose from his seat as the four hooded gunmen walked in, guns pointed at him.
"Pull back!" John yelled and Oliver ducked along with everyone else as John exchanged fire with them, "Oliver, go! Go, go, go, go! Careful."
Oliver pulled Isabel away and turned around-
Only to come face to face with a Hood. Before he could do a thing, a debris wielding Felicity knocked him out from behind.
Oliver grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the conference room
"Quick! They're getting away." One of the hoods yelled, chasing after them. He opened fire with his rifle, but Oliver grabbed onto Felicity tight and took a running leap at the window.
Just as he hit and the glass shattered, he grabbed the chain that controlled the blinds. Felicity found herself swinging through the air in Oliver's arms as they dropped a few floors before the chain pulled taught.
Oliver brought up his feet and the two smashed through the window of an empty office, tumbling over a desk to the hard floor. Felicity looked up, stunned to see that she was still alive, even as Oliver checked her over for injuries.
Later, the police looked over at the carnage that had been done as Oliver walked over to Rochev, "Ms. Rochev, I'm sorry about this."
"'Cause they were after you?" She asked.
"Because what happens in this building is my responsibility." He owned up.
"Only for the next 48 hours." She said smugly before walking off.
Later, Felicity said to Oliver, "You could have stopped those guys."
"Not without giving Isabel Rochev and the hoods a pretty good idea of what I'm capable of." Oliver pointed out.
"He is right, Felicity." John said.
"These men attacked Merlyn Global too a while ago, didn't they?" Oliver asked and the two nodded.
"Tommy wasn't there at the time fortunately." John said.
"Well, I am going to find them and stop them." Oliver declared.
That night, Verdant
The club was in full force, and Thea was on the floor serving drinks to keep up with demand. After Oliver had decided to run the company, she had started running the club. She headed back to the bar and placed her empty tray down.
"Table seven needs bottle service, and I need a round of Martinis on the three top." She told the bartender.
"You go see your mom yet?" Roy asked as he came to stand next to her at the bar.
"I thought about what you said." She said.
"And?"
"And…I'll go see her when you stop going out at night looking to clean up the streets."
"What does one thing have to do with the other?" Roy asked in confusion.
"I guess they're both things that are never going to happen." Thea said sarcastically, moving back onto the floor and leaving a frustrated Roy behind.
Out in the club, no one noticed as four men dressed in black body armor, hoodies, and carrying assault weapons moved through the club.
The first hood stopped near the DJ booth, cocked his shotgun, and fired a shot into the air, causing all of the people to drop to the ground in fear. His second shot blew away the DJ booth, turning off the music.
"We're looking for Oliver Queen!" he shouted as the others circled around. "He owns this dump. Where can we find him?"
On the ground near the bar, Roy and Thea exchanged looks.
"Ok, then plan 'B'," the first hood grabbed a girl from the stairs and threw he off onto the ground. "I'm going to start shooting people until Mr. Queen Grows a pair."
He pointed the shotgun in the girl's face.
Roy leapt into action, as Thea yelled for him to stop, "Roy!"
Roy charged the first hood, taking him down with a tackle. He then turned and sprang up towards the second, forcing the Hood's M-16 up and away. He pushed him back against the stair, then used the rifle to flip the man over his shoulder and onto the ground.
The man hit hard, and a prosthetic piece that had been attached to his hand fell off. Roy looked down in surprise at the man, whose gun hand was missing all of his fingers except the thumb. Shaking it off, Roy brought the rifle to his shoulder and aimed it at the third hood-
Just as the first hood recovered, grabbing Thea and pulling her up along with the fourth one. He hid his body behind hers as Roy swung the rifle around to him and held his gun to her head as she whimpered in terror.
"Roy!" she screamed.
"Drop it, hero." The first hood growled, holding tight to Thea as she thrashed around. "I'm just as happy to kill this Queen as her brother. Let's go!"
The four started backing out of the club, taking Thea with them as Roy watched on, helpless.
That moment, one of the men rose up. He was 6 feet and 2 inches tall and had a face that looked ruggedly handsome.
"Let the girl go!" He snarled.
"Ohhh!" The first hood mocked, "Look, we got a kind hearted Samaritan who can't stand by."
"Just let her go." He said in an almost casual tone, "Then go home and rethink your life choices."
The fourth hood roared angrily, "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK-"
"You're going around, saying you're taking up the mantle of the Hood or the Arrow or whatever, but you're just embarrassing yourselves." The man said casually, "And him. So let her go, go home, and rethink your life choices."
"And what will you do if we don't?" The second one snarled as he finally recovered.
With a smirk, he said, "I will make you let her go, but you won't be alive to go home and rethink your life choices."
The four all laughed in amusement as the third one said, "Your head is so far up in your ass that you can't see the light."
"And I would love to see things from your point of view but I can't get my head inside my ass." The man mocked.
The four shook their heads in amusement before, to everyone's shock, they opened fire on him. To all of their shocks, he simply staggered back and glared at them angrily as the bullets fell out of his body and the wounds healed.
The man snarled, "That was your last mistake, bub."
And then, to everyone's shock, three metal claws emerged from the knuckles of each of his hand and with a roar, he leapt into the air and impaled the second one with his claws. He ripped them out and with a roar, continued ripping into him as his blood and innards fell out.
The first and fourth ones were about to threaten Thea again, though they were pissing their pants at the moment, when a gunshot rang out and the first one was disarmed. The fourth one turned around, only to get a bullet in the head.
The first one turned as the fourth one fell down, only to get a bullet to his foot as Thea ran off into Roy's arms and started sobbing.
The gunman walked over to the downed first hood and looked over at him with a scowl as the man with claws sliced the head of the third one with a roar and then ran out of Verdant.
The gunman asked the first hood a chilling question, "You know the difference between justice and punishment?"
"What?" He asked in confusion, only to get a bullet in his hand which made him scream in pain. The gunman unbuttoned his jacket, revealing a vest with the symbol of a skull on it.
The hood stared at it in horror before getting a bullet to the throat. As he died gasping, the Punisher walked out of the place, leaving the bloody mess behind him.
Later
"What's going on here?" Oliver asked as he walked in to see the bloody mess, Okay, what happened?"
"It was the hoods, again." Quentin said, "They came here looking for you, they almost took Thea instead."
Hearing that, Oliver hugged Thea tightly, "You all right?"
"Yes." A still shaken Thea managed to say.
"Who did this?" Oliver then asked as he looked at the corpses.
"We don't know yet." Quentin said, "According to everyone, it was a man with claws."
"What?" Oliver asked incredulously, "A man with claws?"
"And the Punisher."
"Isn't he supposed to be only in New York City?" Oliver asked.
"You never know, Queen. You never know." Quentin said as he walked off, leaving Oliver in his thoughts.
Next day, Queen Consolidated
"You can't win this. I now own 50% of the stock. By tomorrow, I'll have the outstanding five percent and I will control your company. Any attempt to fight me will lead to litigation and leave you penniless." Isabel said before quipping, "And trust me, poverty isn't as glamorous as Charles Dickens made it look."
"What if I found someone to invest new equity capital?" Oliver asked.
"A White Knight?" Isabel asked incredulously, "With all due respect, your last name is now associated with mass murder. Even you don't have that good a friend."
"Actually, he does."
Isabel turned around to see a tall, blind man with a walking stick and another shorter man walk in along with-
"Mr. Steel." Isabel said in shock, "It was my understanding that you had resigned as CEO."
"He did." Matt Murdock said.
"I'm now Chief Financial Officer of Starling National Bank." Walter said as he walked up to Oliver, "And my institution has committed rescue financing to Mr. Queen. We bought up the remaining shares of Queen Consolidated when they were released this morning."
"Now I know I majored in dropping out, but I'm pretty sure that makes us partners going forward." Oliver one upped her insult from the previous day, "So I guess we will be seeing a lot of each other."
"You aren't at all what people say about you." Rochev said.
"Most people fail to see the real me." Oliver replied.
"And who are you two?" She asked Matt and Foggy.
"Oh, we are the Nelson and Murdock law firm." Foggy said with a smirk, "We are going to represent Mr. Queen and his business interests from now onwards."
Isabel walked out with a smirk.
"Thank you, Walter." Oliver said gratefully to him.
"Thank you, for reaching out to me." Walter said, "Whatever's happened between your mother and me, I'm gratified that you know you can still count on me. Your father would have been very proud of you, Oliver."
He walked out past Felicity, "Ms. Smoak."
"Mr. Steel." She greeted back, happy to see him again.
"You did it." Felicity said happily to Oliver, "Not bad for someone who got a "D" in tenth grade Algebra."
As Oliver looked at her incredulously, she said, "If it's online, I can find it."
"I think that borders on obsession." Matt quipped and Felicity looked at him incredulously while Oliver laughed.
"Well, I gotta go, see you later." Foggy said as he walked out.
"Matt." Oliver asked as Matt turned to him, "You're going to do something about that other thing I asked you?"
"Oh, I will." Matt said as he walked off, "But not right now."
Tommy drove home from work. He was pretty frustrated at the fact that he hadn't been able to help Oliver in his time of crisis, though he was glad Oliver got to keep his company for now.
He needed to get his company out of the hole his father had put it into.
He walked into his house, while from several buildings away, a hooded man with a bow, arrows and sword watched him.
Unknown location
Natasha Romanoff was on a vacation after many years. And her vacation bordered on being more dangerous than her actual work as she was climbing a rock with her bare hands.
But after a few hours of toil, she managed to reach the top and looked down at the world with a satisfied smile.
That was when she looked up to see a helicopter flying towards her.
One of the men fired a rocket and it whizzed past her before embedding itself on the ground. Natasha smirked and shook her head in amusement as she walked towards it.
As she knelt down, the helicopter flew off while Natasha pulled off the tail of the rocket, seeing a pair of sunglasses inside. She shook her head in amusement again before taking them out and wearing them as she stood up.
When the retinal scan was complete, Nick Fury's voice spoke up from them, "Good morning, Agent Romanoff. There is a mission for you. The Zandia Orphanage, which has branches all over the US, has been experiencing strange things. Many of the young orphans and staff are disappearing without a trace. Some of the people are talking about a cult known as the "Church of Blood" and naming it the culprit. I want you to investigate about this while keeping a low profile. And Agent Romanoff, next time you're going on a holiday, please be good enough to let us know where you're going."
Then an automated voice spoke up, "This message will self-destruct in 5 seconds."
"If I let you know where I'm going", Natasha said as she took off the glasses, "Then I won't be on a holiday."
She then turned around and threw the glasses off as they exploded while she waked off to start working on her mission.
So Matt and Foggy are lawyers for Oliver. Frank Castle and Wolverine are in Starling City. Tommy is being watched by someone. And Natasha is off on Mission Impossible. Pretty explosive start I think.
Now I don't want this to just be a mere rewrite of Season 2 which is why I added my own stuff regarding the Zandia Orphanage and Church of Blood to have another plot line which would be like a spy movie.
And I don't think it's a stretch to think that SHIELD can operate like IMF.
The hoods were like the Sand Snakes of Arrow- "Let's avenge the Glades by kidnapping an innocent woman who had nothing to do with it."
And Sebastian Blood is like that too- "I love the city so much that I will let a Mirakuru crazed army lead by a man I know nothing about destroy half of it."
I guess I'm a 19 year old cynical person now.
I haven't fully thought it out yet so updates will be irregular.
Anyways, let's get started.
