Hello to all my readers out there. I know some of you think I have too many fanfictions I'm working on. But, I thought of this fanfiction a few days ago, and when I thought of it, I liked it so much, I just had to start it.

This story is basically a re-write of Arrow, but with a Star Wars twist. The premise is that Oliver doesn't return home from Lian Yu alone. You'll find out with who soon. Also, for your information, Oliver will not be becoming a Jedi. But Jedi will be appearing in this story. Also, I will be publishing multiple stories. This specific story will be a re-write of Season 1. I will be publishing a separate story for each season

Alright. Let's get going.

Chapter 1- Return Home

A man and a young girl raced through the forest. They had seen it. They had to hurry.

Reaching the top of the cliff, they looked out, and there it was. The small fishing boat they had earlier spotted. The man quickly uncovered his bow and arrows. Striking one arrowhead against a rock to set it ablaze, he fired it at a large pile of wood he had set on the beach. It erupted in a large fireball. Offshore, the men on the boat spotted the fireball, and moved in.

Man's voice: The name of the island they found us on is Lian Yu. Girl's voice: It's Mandarin for "Purgatory".

The man of the boat walked across the beach, looking for where the fireball came from. They passed a mask, resting on a post, with an arrow through one eye.

Man's voice: I've been stranded here for 5 years. Girl's voice: And I for 6.

The men from the boat suddenly saw two figures approach them.

Man's voice: We've dreamt of our rescue every cold black night we've spent on this island. For 5 years, we have had only one thought, one goal- survive.

Cautiously, the men from the boat approached the two figures. They lifted their hoods, showing a middle-aged man with shoulder length hair and a beard, with a very dirty face. The second person was teenage-looking girl with raven black, ratty hair that reached down her back. Both looked very ragged.

Both were taken on the boat, which set sail for the mainland. The men on the boat gave them blankets, then brought them water and food.

Man's voice: The island held many dangers. Girl's voice: To survive, we had to become more than who we were. We had to forge ourselves into weapons. Man's voice: I am not returning the boy who was shipwrecked alone, but the man who will bring justice to those who have poisoned. With my closest companion by my side.

Man's voice: My name is Oliver Queen. Girl's Voice: My name is Ella.

(Starling City, 5 days later, hospital)

He stared out of the window, at the city he had not seen for 5 years, and would soon begin working to save.

Outside, a doctor was talking with a woman. "20% of his body is covered in scar tissue. Second degree burns on his back and arms. X-rays show at least 12 fractures that never properly healed."

The woman turned to the doctor. "Has he said anything about what happened?" "No. He's barely said anything." After a brief pause, he continued with, "Moira, I'd like you to prepare yourself. The Oliver you lost might not be the one they found."

After waiting for a few seconds, Moira opened the door and slowly walked into the room. After a few seconds, she called his name. "Oliver."

Oliver turned around slowly. He looked at her for a few seconds, as though he didn't know what to think. Then, with the slightest of smiles, he simply said, "Mom."

The two took a few steps forward until they were right in front of each other. Then, Moira said, "Oh...My beautiful boy." She then reached forward and embraced Oliver. They remained that way for several moments before they separated. Then, Oliver said, "Mom. There's someone you need to meet."

He pulled back, then gestured towards the corner. Moira turned, and saw a young girl in her early teens sitting in the corner, wearing the same clothes as Oliver. Her hair was raven black, and flowed down to just past her shoulders like silk. She was sitting crosslegged, with one hand on each knee, and looked remarkably at peace, with her eyes closed. Then, she opened her eyes, and looked right at Moira. Her eyes were a piercing shade of emerald green, and Moira felt almost like they could see through her.

"Mom, meet your granddaughter," Oliver said. She turned to Oliver with eyes of shock. He smiled slightly. "It's a long story, and I'll tell you later. But Ella is part of our family now."

The girl looked right into Moira's eyes, then, with a slight smile, said, "Hi, grandma. Dad's told me so much about you. I'm Ella. Ella Queen."

Moira didn't know what to say. But, after a moment, she smiled, then walked forward to embrace Ella. "Welcome to the family, Ella."

(The next day, Queen Mansion."

The car pulled up to the front door and stopped. A butler reached into the truck to pick up the green case that sat in it. But Oliver stopped him. "I've got it," he said. Then, before the butler could try and take the purple case out of the back, the girl who had come home with Oliver, Ella he had heard her called, picked it up. She smiled at him, then turned and followed her father and grandmother into the mansion.

As they entered, Moira said to Oliver, "Your room is exactly as you left it. I never had the heart to change a thing. And as for you, Ella, we have an extra room that will be perfect for you." Ella smiled. "Thank you," she said softly.

"Oliver," said a deep voice. A man was walking towards them. As he stopped in front of Oliver, he said, "It's d*** good to see you." After Oliver didn't respond for a few seconds, he said, "It's Walter...Walter Steele." Moira leaned in and said helpfully, "You remember Walter, your dad's friend from the company." Oliver nodded. Then, Walter turned to Ella and said, "And welcome to you, Ella. It is a pleasure to meet you." He offered his hand, which Ella took. "It's nice to meet you too," she said.

Then, Oliver walked past them, towards the maid who had entered the entrance room. "It's nice to see you, Raisa." She smiled and said, "Welcome home, Mr. Oliver." She then leaned around him and said, "Mr. Merlyn phoned. He asked if he could join you for dinner." "Wonderful," said Moira.

Suddenly, a door opened elsewhere in the house. Oliver looked around. Moira said, "Oliver. Did you hear that?" Oliver walked over the the stairs, Ella following him. As they got to the bottom of the stairs, a girl a few years older than Ella appeared at the top of the stairs. "Hey, sis," said Oliver with a smile on his face.

With a huge grin on her face, the girl, Thea, descended the stairs. "I knew it. I knew you were alive," she said before she reached the bottom and threw her arms around Oliver. "I missed you so much," she said. "You were with me the whole time," Oliver said back.

After a few moments, Oliver pulled away, and said to Thea, "Thea, I want you to meet someone." Pointing to Ella, he said, "Thea, meet your niece." Ella smiled and said, "Hi Aunt Thea. I'm Ella."

Thea looked shocked. "You… She's your daughter?" she said to Oliver. "I'll explain later," said Oliver. Looking satisfied with that answer, Thea stepped up to Ella and gave her a hug. "Nice to meet you, Ella," she said.

(An hour later)

Oliver walked out of the bathroom in a towel. Ella was sitting in a chair, dressed in a bathrobe Thea had loaned her. Oliver walked up to a window.

Oliver voiceover: After 5 years, everything that was once familiar is now unrecognizable. Ella voiceover: All of this, unlike anything I have ever known, is completely strange to me. It feels like I'm in another world, especially after 6 years on that island.

Oliver then walked over to a mirror, Ella silently joining him.

Oliver voiceover: The person I see in the mirror is a stranger. Ella voiceover: When I look in the mirror, I see a person I've never seen in my life.

Oliver and Ella soon made their way down to the entrance room, where Oliver picked up a picture of him as a child with his father. Suddenly, the front door opened behind them.

"What did I tell you?" said a voice that, to Ella, was unfamiliar, but to Oliver, was one he knew all too well. "Yachts suck," said the voice again. Oliver smiled, putting down the picture, and turning to face the owner of the voice, a young man about Oliver's age. Both smiled as the man walked towards Oliver. "Tommy Merlyn," Oliver said right before they embraced. "I missed you buddy," said Tommy.

As they separated, Oliver started to speak, but Tommy interrupted, saying, "Who's the good looking girl?" Ella gave him a look that indicated to Tommy he was setting foot in dangerous territory. But that was nothing compared to what Oliver said next.

"She's my daughter, Ella," said Oliver as he put his arm around her. Tommy looked stunned. "How-?" "I'll explain at dinner. That's what I promised everyone else, and that's what I'm promising you."

Tommy still looked stunned, but he eventually shrugged a little, then held out his hand. "It's nice to meet you Ella." Taking his hand, Ella said, "It's nice to meet you too."

(Dinner)

"Okay, so what else did you miss?" said Tommy as dinner started. "Super Bowl winners- Giants, Steelers, Saints, Packers, Giants again. Uhh, a black president, that's new. Oh, and "Lost", they were all dead. I think." Oliver didn't pay a whole lot of attention, watching his mother and Walter at the other end of the table. Ella tried to pretend she knew what Tommy was talking about, but in reality, only the fact about a black president meant anything to her.

"What was it like there?" Thea asked. The whole table suddenly went silent. "Cold," Oliver finally responded.

Tommy spoke up. "Tomorrow, you and me, we're doing the city. You've got a lot to catch up on. And you're welcome too, Ella." "Thanks," she said, enjoying a bite of mashed potatoes, one of the most delicious things she had ever eaten. "That sounds like a great idea," said Moira. "Good. Then I was hoping to swing by the office," said Oliver.

Walter paused, and Moira made a gesture with her head. Then, Walter said. "Well, there's plenty of time for all that. Queen Condsolidated isn't going anywhere."

Suddenly, Raisa, who was bring over some fruit, tripped and bumped into Oliver. "Oh, I am so sorry, Mr. Oliver." Oliver then replied in Russian, Raisa's native tongue. Only Ella, who had learned a little Russian from her dad, understood him.

Tommy, in surprise, said, "Dude, you speak Russian?" "I didn't realize you took Russian in college, Oliver," said Walter. "I didn't realize you wanted to sleep with my mother, Walter," said Oliver. Everyone went quiet again, and Ella guessed Oliver had hit a sensitive topic. "Dad," she said slightly patronizingly.

Thea said, "I didn't say anything." "She didn't have to," said Oliver.

After a few moments, Moira said, "Oliver." She and Walter then took hands before she said, "Walter and I are married, and I don't want you to think that either one of us did anything to disrespect your father." Walter then spoke up. "We both believed that Robert, like you, was, uh, well, gone." "It's okay," said Oliver.

After a few seconds, Tommy spoke up. "Going off of her 'Dad' comment, are you going to finally explain everything about you and Ella, and how you're her dad?" Walter, Moira, and Thea looked expectantly at Oliver.

Oliver looked at them all and sighed. Then he nodded. Pausing again, he started to talk.

"I'm not Ella's biological father. I don't know who is, or who her mother is." Everyone looked confused, so Oliver continued.

"Just a few days after I landed on the island, I found Ella. She was just a little girl at the time. She was hurt, starving, and on the verge of death. I and the man who helped me saved her, though he soon died. I took over the sole responsibility of caring for her. Over time, we became extremely close, and I started to love her like she was own. So, I pretty much adopted her. It's not legalized, obviously, but to me, Ella is my daughter."

They all just stared at him. "Where do you come from, Ella?" asked Walter. "I don't remember," she said. "I got to the island about a year before Dad before that, for some reason, I can't really remember." Nobody but Oliver knew she was lying. But Ella knew she couldn't tell them her past yet, if ever.

Oliver then stood up. "May Ella and I be excused?" Moira just looked at Oliver before nodding. Ella then stood up, and she and Oliver walked out of the room. Tommy said, "Hey. Dont forget about tomorrow, buddy." Oliver grabbed him by the arm to show he was acknowledging Tommy.

Everyone else just looked at each other. "Wow," said Thea. Walter turned to Moira and said, "We will have to arrange for Oliver to legalize him adopting Ella soon." Moira just nodded.

(That night)

Oliver slept on the ground by the window in his room, Ella right beside him, not wanting to be away from her father their first night in the mansion. Oliver was being plagued by nightmares of what happened on the Queen's Gambit, while Ella was being plagued about nightmares of her past.

Suddenly, they started to wake when they heard a voice. Oliver grabbed the person and flipped them, pinning them to the ground. Ella started up and was about to attack the other person in the room until she realized it was Walter. Upon realizing the person he had pinned was his mother, Oliver scrambled back towards the window, Ella right beside him. They looked terrified at Moira and Walter.

Moira knelt down, trying to comfort Oliver and Ella, but they were consumed by what had just happened. The ghosts of the past would not leave so easily, it would seem.

(The next morning)

Oliver knelt down beside his bed, pulling out the green case he had brought home with him. On the other side of the room, Ella was looking in her purple case. After leafing through some of the items,she carefully took her weapon out of the box and slid it inside her jacket, careful to make sure it wasn't really noticeable.

As they walked out of the room, Ella said, "I'll meet you down in entrance." Oliver nodded, then headed off to see Thea, while she walked down to the entrance. She hung out there for a few minutes, waiting for her dad.

Soon, he came down, Tommy right beside him. "Okay, let's go!" said Tommy as he led Oliver and Ella out to his car. Oliver took the front seat, and Ella sat in the back.

As they drove through the city, Tommy pointed out a few things that had changed to Oliver, and everything that was notable to Ella. Ella heard Tommy telling Oliver that he was throwing him a welcome home party, but she hardly listened. She was too busy eying some good looking restaurants.

Then, she heard Tommy say, "And this city's gone to crap. Your dad sold his factory just in time. Why'd you want to drive through this neighborhood anyway?" She saw her dad eying an old Queen Consolidated factory, and knew what he was thinking. Yes, that place would serve well.

"No reason," said Oliver. "So, what did you miss the most? Steaks at the Palm, drinks at the station, meaningless sex?" "Laurel," Oliver immediately said to interrupt him. Tommy's face grew more serious. "Everyone is happy you're alive. You want to see the one person who isn't?"

(CNRI)

Ella stood next to her dad, waiting for Laurel. Then, she heard footsteps, and saw her dad look up. Looking up herself, she saw a quite beautiful woman standing in front of them. "Hey, Laurel," said Oliver, confirming the woman's identity. Laurel looked like she didn't know what to think.

After a few moments, Oliver said, "Wanna take a quick walk?" Laurel stood still for a few moments before nodding. As they walked out of the building, she said to Ella, trying to sound polite, "And who are you?" "Ella Queen. This is my dad," she said, playfully shoving Oliver. Laurel looked shocked, and Oliver quickly clarified, "Adopted. Found her on the island and took care of her." Laurel calmed down and nodded.

As they started walking down the street, Oliver said, "You went to law school. You said you would." "Yeah. Everyone's proud," Laurel responded. After a moment's pause, Oliver said, "Adam Hunt's a heavy hitter. You sure you want to get in the ring with him?"

After another moment's silence, Laurel said, with the most minuscule trace of humor, "Five years and you want to talk about Adam Hunt?" "No. Not really," responded Oliver.

"Why are you here, Ollie?" said Laurel. As they stopped and Oliver and Ella turned to face Laurel, Oliver said, "Two things. First, I wanted you to meet Ella. Second, I wanted to apologize. It was my fault. I wanted to ask you not to blame her."

"For what?" Laurel asked, "For falling under your spell. How could I possibly blame her for doing the same things that I did." "I never meant to-" Oliver started, but Laurel interrupted. "She was my sister. I couldn't be angry because she was dead. I couldn't grieve because I was so angry. That's what happens when your sister dies while screwing your boyfriend." After pausing for a moment, she continued, "We buried an empty coffin, because her body was at the bottom of the ocean where you left her. It should have been you."

Oliver took a moment to respond. "I know that it's too late to say this, but I'm sorry." "Yeah, I'm sorry, too. I hoped that you'd rot in hell a whole lot longer than 5 years."

Ella gave Laurel a slight glare. Even though she felt very justified, and she guessed Ella thought the same, something about that glare told Laurel that Ella wouldn't appreciate her dad being insulted too much, and Laurel guessed that, even though she was a teenager, Ella was not someone to mess with. She quickly walked off, leaving them behind.

The two of them quickly found Tommy, who led them to his car. "Ok, so we took care of that. Good call. Now we can make up for lost time. If you're not too sick of fish, I suggest we find some leggy models and eat sushi all day. What do you say?"

As Tommy finished, a van drove up behind them. Oliver grabbed Tommy and pulled him out of the way, while Ella leapt the other way. Suddenly, men wearing masks that looked like red skulls appeared out of nowhere, shooting them with sedative-tipped darts. As she fell unconcious, Ella saw one of the masks fill her field of vision.

(Abandoned warehouse)

"Mr. Queen! Mr. Queen!" said a voice. Suddenly, bags were lifted off Ella and Oliver's heads. One of the masked men said in a deadly voice, while holding a taser, "Did your father survive that accident?" When Oliver didn't respond, the man said, "I ask the questions. You give me the answers." When Oliver still didn't respond, he tazed Oliver.

"Hey! Leave my dad alone!" shouted Ella. "Ah, so you have a daughter, eh?" the masked men asked Oliver. Then, he faced Ella and said, "Be quiet and let the grownups talk little girl."

As he turned away, Ella felt furious. Reaching within herself, she let her power take over. The bonds holding her hands behind the chair began to unravel themselves.

The masked man asked Oliver, "Did he make it to the island. Did he tell you anything?" After Oliver still didn't answer him, he tazed Oliver again. After recovering from it, Oliver said, "Yes, he did." "What did he tell you, Mr. Queen?" asked the man.

After a few seconds, Oliver looked up at the man with hatred and said, "He told me I'm going to kill you."

The masked men chuckled. The leader leaned back into Oliver's face and said, "You're delusional. You're zip-cuffed to that chair."

Suddenly, Oliver and Ella both brought their hands forward. "Not anymore," they both said, then they both sprang into action. Oliver scuffled with the leader, then used him as a shield when one of the others fired his assault rifle at Oliver. The leader was quickly killed, and the man who shot ran away. Oliver chased after him.

Ella started engaging in hand to hand combat with the third. He quickly delivered a powerful punch to the chest that knocked her back and made her stumble.

But, as he drew a knife and moved to finish her off, she suddenly lifted her hand, open slightly as though she were grabbing something invisible. All of a sudden, the masked man felt like he was choking, and he was lifted off the ground.

The girl rose to her feet and walked right up to him. "I don't want to do this. But you kidnapped us, and now you've tried to kill us. Plus, nobody can know our secret."

Ella then reached into her jacket and pulled out a metal cylinder. Her weapon. She held it up so the masked man could see it. "Nobody alive, save my dad, has ever seen this weapon. You, sadly, will be the first person in Starling City to find out what it does."

She then stepped right up to him and placed the open end of the cylinder to his chest. She then lifted her thumb, poising it over a button. "You wanna know what this does? Well, it does this."

She pressed the button. With a strange sound, a beam of purple energy sprouted from the man's back.

Ella held it there as the beam hummed. Then, she said to the man, "You know, you really picked the wrong person to mess with."

She then pulled her weapon back, and the purple beam followed it, revealing itself to be coming out of Ella's weapon like a blade of a sword. Ella then let the man's body fall to the floor as she finished giving her advice to the now dead man.

"Because nobody messes with a Jedi."

And there we go. That's the end of Chapter 1.

Yes. Ella is the Jedi of this story. You'll get her full back story soon.

Its really late right now. So I will end here with a request to review.

To be continued in "The Crusade Begins".