I wrote this because I was bored. So it may or may not suck. Sorry if it does.

Oh and Disclaimer (cover your ears) I DON'T OWN ARROW OR ANY OF THE CW CHARACTERS!

"It is I, William Clayton, Son of the Green Arrow!" A poorly imitated British accent sounded through the walls of the bedroom. "Nah that's too obvious." He paced the room for a bit, before coming up with a better idea, using his normal voice. Or at least what seemed better to him.

"I am William, Spawn of Clayton and…Queen." The 12 year old son of Oliver Queen rubbed his temples in irritation. "Nope, too much."

He had just finished his homework and was bored out of his mind when he looked at his action figures, one of them being his father, The Green Arrow. He remembered when he first met his dad's "wife" Nyssa Al Ghul. And boy, did she have the best way of greeting people.

Flashback

"William, this is someone I'd like you to meet." Oliver gestured to the opening door, revealing a beautiful slender woman with raven hair and eyes that gave William the distinct feeling that making her angry was basically suicide. But otherwise, she seemed like a nice but strict lady.

"I am Nyssa," She spoke to him. "Daughter of Ra's Al Ghul. Heir to the Demon. Or at least I was."

William's eyes popped out of his head. Since he loved action and spy movies, he could only think, 'Whoa. Now that is cool.'

"Right." said Oliver. "I have to head out for a mission, and Nyssa here is the only person who can watch you. Nyssa," He walked over to her and muttered slowly. "Make sure you don't give him ideas. The last thing I need is another accident involving him getting a black eye."

"Come on, Dad." William said in an annoyed tone. "I try the Salmon Ladder, ONE time!"

"Don't raise your voice like that, William Clayton!" Oliver said firmly at his son.

"I assure you, husband." Nyssa walked up to William. "William is in a safe environment with me."

"Wait, you're my stepmom?" William blurted out much to Nyssa's amusement. Unfortunately, Oliver did not find this funny and simply scowled as he left.

"Oh Jeez." He dragged his hand across his face.

"I know!" He exclaimed, snapping out of his flashback. He cleared his throat a few times, before speaking in a voice deeper than his normal one. "I am the Son of the Green Arrow and you have failed this city!" By the time he was finished with that sentence, he had to hack a few coughs from the strain of his throat.

Puberty had kicked in slowly, giving him the occasional pimple here and there. And his voice was deepening a little, but not enough to his liking.

"It's taken." He flopped on his bed and spread his arms wide. "Ugh, why is it people who can kick ass, get the cool nicknames and lines?" He stared up at the airplane hanging from the ceiling and spoke in his poor British accent. "I am William, Son of Green Arrow. Heir to the….to the….Oy, this may be harder than I thought."

"What are you doing?" He bolted upright at the new voice in his room. Standing at the doorway, was his Aunt Thea, smirking.

"Uh, stuff?" Thea Queen chuckled at her flustered nephew.

"What kind of stuff involves trying to practice horrible pick up lines in a bad accent?" She asked.

"They're not-they're not pick up lines!" William spluttered. "They're not for Zoe!" He gasped, clasping his hand on his mouth and realizing his mistake.

"Zoe huh?" Thea asked in a teasing manner, sitting on the bed next to William. "So you have a crush already?"

"That's not important." said William. "Like I said, they're not for girls."

"Then why are you trying to sound like an overrated gladiator?" Thea asked sincerely, using her fingers to comb her nephew's hair.

William pursed his lips. "Well if I'm going to go out and fight crime someday, don't you think I need to have a good catchphrase? I mean, Dad, Nyssa, and James Bond, those guys have the most badass lines!"

Thea gave her nephew a pointed look, which made him immediately reply, "Language, sorry."

"So that's it." Thea summarized in her mind what was going through William's head. "You want to look cool."

"Well yeah, but-"

"Come here and listen to your Auntie Thea." She said, looking at him in the eyes. "First, you don't need to be cool, just being you makes you one of a kind. And second, fighting crime? Who put that idea in your head?"

"Well since Dad is teaching me hand-to-hand-"

"For self defense purposes." His Aunt reminded him. "So you can protect yourself if we're not around to save your butt."

"As I was saying." said William. "If I'm going to learn how to fight, don't you think I need to learn archery? That way I can fight the bad guys one day?"

"Oh, no way." said Thea. "William, look at Star City. Any bad guy could be lurking out there, waiting to make his next move. People like-"

"Adrian Chase?" William quizzed.

Thea took a deep breath. She had hated the madman before, but when she was taken to Lian Yu, not only did she blame herself for not being able to save the boy's mother, but she also hated Chase for involving an innocent child into the mad whirl of their complicated lives. He deserved so much more than to lose his mother and move to a whole new different life with a father he barely knew.

William and Thea warmed up to each other almost instantly, but they were still getting used to each other. Hey, she did say she would love to be an Aunt.

"Yes." She kissed his forehead. "People like Adrian Chase, are still out there and will always exist. Part of being a vigilante, is risking your life to save others, no matter the circumstances." She finished the sentence with a tear threatening to spill, as she remembered what her father, Malcolm Merlyn did to save her life. "Now, does that sound like the life a kid should have?"

"No." William answered. "It's just you guys gets to be these office people and these awesome heroes who inspire people like Rene. Me, I'm just the kid who lost his mom."

"Don't you ever say that." said Thea. "And certainly don't say, you need to be cool. You're William Clayton. You don't need to be cool, just be original, be yourself. You're already one of the most awesome kids I know."

"Thanks." He took her in for a hug. "Wait, aren't I one of the only kids you know?"

"Thea, William!" Oliver's voice rang through the loft. "I'm home with pizza!"

"Well that settles that." said Thea, rubbing her hands together. "You wanna grab some pizza or just stay in your room and keep making up stupid lines that make no sense?"

"Hey, they're a work in progress!" Will exclaimed. "And miss out on pizza? Hell no!"

"Do I hear language being used up there?" Oliver asked from downstairs.

"No you don't!" William called down.

"And none of us better again." Thea warned.

"Sorry Aunt Thea." William apologized making his way downstairs.

"Oh and in case you think I forgot," said Thea. "Self defense is called that for a reason."

"Exactly." said William smugly. "You get to use yourself as a defense against bad guys. Which makes perfect sense as to why I should learn how to shoot an arrow."

Thea only rolled her eyes and smiled. "Nice try, but the answer will still be no, at least for 10 years. Or 25, depending."

"Depending on what?" William raised an eyebrow.

"Well…" Thea trailed off. "How much you mature."

"Hey!" William cried indignantly. "I'm hitting puberty!" He rolled up his sleeve to raise his arm. "See? Armpit hair!"

Thea laughed, bringing herself and William down for some pizza and quality time with her brother.

When William met up with Kara Danvers a few weeks later, when she came to Earth-1 to help with Teams Arrow and Flash with a big mission, he was ready to make a lasting impression.

"And who is this young man?" The Kryptonian asked kindly.

Before Oliver could step in, William took the stand. "The name's William." He straightened his jacket. "As to who I am," He took a step forward. "My name may be Clayton but I was born a Queen."

It took all of Oliver's strength not to laugh but Thea almost lost her battle. She was sure she had fractured her ribs from holding it in.

"What?" The 12 year old asked. "Aunt Thea, you said for me to be original. This is me being original."

Oliver gave his sister an annoyed look while Kara was smiling at both the boy and his father's reactions.

"What did you do?" He asked his sister.

"Wasn't me." said Thea, raising her arms. "I just gave him advice."

When she saw William walking with Kara, deep in conversation with her, Thea could only roll her eyes. Even though William wasn't technically 13 yet, she couldn't help but say it.

"Teenagers."

So that's it then! My first Arrow fic. I LOVE William Clayton's character because there's so much you can do with him and I just can't wait for season 6. If there's one thing I can never resist, it's family moment between parents and their kids :)

I may turn this into a one shot series, I may not. Let me know in the reviews what you guys want.