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Disclaimer: Arrow doesn't belong to me. Anything in bold is not mine. I only own my ocs. So...basically just Jupiter, Gavin, and Venus. Everything else belongs to the CW writers and creators of the Arrowverse.
William walked into the bunker, carrying a Walmart bag full of DVDs. The rest of the team was already sitting around, waiting for him. Sarah and Zoe were tossing chips at each other, attempting to see who could catch the most in their mouths.
Sarah's dark dreadlocks were tied behind her back with a hair tie. Her brown eyes shown with delight, as she acted like a complete goofball with her friend. Her smile was radiant, infecting all who came in contact with it.
Zoe's light brown hair hung loosely over her shoulders. Her body wretched back and forth as she giggled uncontrollably. Her soft green eyes took on a hard edge, as she focused on tossing the chips into Sarah's mouth.
John Jr. and Gavin Harper were taking turns with Oliver Queen's bow and arrows. They'd rotate, one person tossing a ball in the air, the other shooting it.
John had his father's build, big and muscley. His biceps were huge, thick and strong. The man was definitely built for winning fights, but his dark brown eyes told a different story. While they were fierce and cunning, always watching out for danger, they were also soft and genuine. John Jr. may have been a soldier like his father before him, but he was also just a soft teddy bear on the inside.
Gavin looked like his father as well, only with dark blonde hair instead of brown. He was tall and lean, making the young man agile and ready to go at any given moment. He was also one of the most intellectual members on the team. And his dark glasses made sure he looked like it too.
Jupiter was sitting at the computer desk, playing Minecraft. And Venus was laying on the floor, loudly complaining that she was bored.
Jupiter had her dark brown hair pinned up in a loose ponytail. Her light eyes traveled across the screen rapidly, analyzing all the outcomes of the game before anything could happen. Every once in a while, she reached up to push her glasses up her nose again.
Venus's long red hair was spread out across the floor, making her look as though her hair was standing on end. Her eyes took on an irritated appearance, as everyone continued to ignore her pleas of utter boredom. The dark atmosphere of the bunker made her slightly tanned skin look even darker than it actually was.
Sarah looked up at Will, as she noticed the huge grin on his face. His dark blonde hair was combed neatly. He had similar facial features as his father, but his eyes were a lot softer than his old man's, as he had not dealt with as many hardships.
"What's with you?" she asked.
He shrugged, as everyone else glanced over at him as well. Gavin frowned. "What's in the bag?" he asked.
Will chuckled, setting the bag down. "Well, you know how the Legend Kids found that other earth where their parents are just movie characters?"
"Yeah?" John said. "So?"
"So..." Will paused, giggling slightly, as he reached into the bag. Everyone watched with hesitation and anticipation. Will pulled out a rectangular movie case from the bag, but that wasn't what surprised everyone. The shocking part was the cover. Because on the front of the cover was Oliver Queen posing in his Green Arrow costume, the rest of his team standing behind him like a bunch of bad asses. The title read: Arrow
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"No way!" Venus laughed. "We have to watch it now!"
"That, my little angel, is exactly what we're gonna do," Will grinned.
"I'll get the popcorn!" Jupiter offered.
"I've got the sodas," Zoe assured everyone.
"And chips are covered," Sarah said, nodding at the chips she and Zoe had been throwing at each other.
Gavin drug a tv out from one of the bunker's spare closets. They had a lot of random stuff they never used, but now would be the perfect time to break them out.
John helped Gavin set up the DVD player, as the girls set up the snacks. Will got out chairs and bean bags, laying them around the bunker so that everyone could sit comfortably. Once everything was situated, the team settled down and started the first episode.
The opening scene is of the first-person view of a forest. Green trees are spread all around, and the camera is shaking terribly. Someone is heard panting. The figure pushes past the leaves of bushes and limbs of the trees. The camera cuts to a third person view, and we see a man in a green hood, running as though his life may depend on it.
Will sat on the edge of his seat, holding his breath. He had only been there once, and it had been several years ago. But he would recognize that greenery anywhere. This was Lian Yu, the place his mother had died all those years ago. He felt a shudder run through his spine at the memory. Even now, after he had gotten well over the effects of grief and moved on with his life, it was still difficult to look at the place that had caused him so much pain.
Jupiter frowned at the screen. She had heard all the stories. How her father had been trapped on an uncharted island for five years. How he'd had to learn to fight in order to survive. Now, she was finally going to get all those nitty-gritty details everyone left out.
The figure, Oliver Queen, jumps up, swinging on a tree limb, before falling to his feet. He kept running. Oliver jumped over a rock, before stumbling down the hill, moving as quickly as he possibly can. He begins climbing up a rock wall, panting heavily, as his muscles ached with every action he took. He reaches the top of the rock wall, pausing to look at a ship passing by. Quickly, he jumped across the gap between his rock wall and the next.
"He's quite the acrobat," Zoe noted.
"I guess you'd have to be if you got stuck in a place like that for five years," John added.
Venus nodded. She didn't even want to think about what it might have been like for her father. He'd said he hadn't been alone the entire time, but still, she couldn't help thinking it would be rather lonely. Being so far away from the ones you loved most...knowing they probably aren't looking for you because they think you're dead...
Oliver jumps down from the rock wall, stopping at a sack sitting on the ground. He uses a knife to open it, revealing a bow and some arrows. He picks up one of the arrows and the bow, swiping the bow against the knife and lighting it on fire. Oliver proceeds to notch the arrow on the bow, aiming it into the sky. He fires, using the flaming arrow as a makeshift flare gun, calling out to the boat for help.
"That's smart," Sarah nodded.
Will nodded curtly, feeling the tiniest bit of pride well within him. His dad was pretty awesome if he did say so himself. The man had been his role model since he was fourteen years old. Ever since he had discovered his true identity he'd admired him; he had even gotten a suit of his own and begun training to be a hero, just like him. Though, initially, he had been afraid he would be hurt in battle, making him an orphan. But Will had quickly learned that nothing could keep his father down for long. He was quite the badass.
The fishermen on the boat notice the flames in the distance and maneuver their boat over to the island. As they walk across the rock surface they pass a black and orange mask, hanging from a wooden pillar in the sand. Oliver is standing at the edge of the water, waiting for them. His hair is long and straggly, and his body is filthy, covered in dirt and grime. As the fishermen help him onto the boat and hand him some water to drink, a voice-over, in Oliver's voice, is heard.
"That mask looks creepy," Jupiter said, a shutter running through her body.
"It belonged to Slade Wilson," Will told his little sister. "The first Deathstroke. But you don't need to worry about him. He's alright now."
Jupiter nodded in understanding, but her brother's words did nothing to make her feel better. A guy didn't get a name like Deathstroke from being friendly. He had to be pretty freaking dangerous, and she found herself hoping against all hope that she never had to go against the man.
"He looks awful," Zoe noted sadly, as she spotted Oliver's state.
Sarah frowned with sympathy. She couldn't image not being able to clean herself up properly for over five years. The thought was dreadful enough, never mind actually living through it.
The name of the island they found me on is Lian Yu. It's mandarin for purgatory.
"Dad knows Mandarin?" Venus asked.
Jupiter shrugged. "Guess so."
Gavin ignored them, focusing on the screen. Purgatory didn't sound very nice. If he remembered correctly, and he was positive he did, purgatory was essentially a limbo between heaven and hell. Though, it was, more accurately, worse than hell. If his Uncle Oliver had been trapped in a place like that...Well he shuddered to think what kind of horrors he must have seen.
I've been stranded here for five years. I've dreamt of my rescue every cold, black night since then.
"That's a long time," John noted. His heart ached with sympathy. That had to be super rough. Oliver must've been stronger than he realized - and not just physically but mentally as well - if he could go through all that and still come out sane.
For five years, I've only had one thought. One goal. Survive. Survive and one day return home. The island held many dangers. To live, I had to make myself more than what I was. To forge myself into a weapon. I am returning. Not the boy who was shipwrecked but the man who will bring justice to those who have poisoned my city. My name is Oliver Queen.
Zoe frowned. Already, just hearing the voice-over, she could tell how hard those five years had truly been for Oliver. How much it had really changed him. Though she wasn't sure yet if those changes had been good or bad. If nothing else, he had certainly become stronger for it.
The theme music is heard, and the Arrow logo appears on the screen. The screen then cuts to a news reporter, talking to the viewers on the other side of the screen. To the right of the screen, the chancel seven logo is seen. To the left and right of the screen the words BREAKING NEWS, in bright green letters, can be seen. Across the bottom of the screen are the words LOST BILLIONAIRE FOUND in the same bright green lettering.
"Looks like his return was a big deal," Gavin said, frowning at the news reporter. Why did everyone have to butt into his family's business? There was always some kind of news reporter hanging by their doors. Mostly they wanted to know if his mother, Thea, had always known her brother was the Green Arrow.
"Naturally," Jupiter sighed. The Queens just couldn't seem to catch a break. Everyone always wanted to know what the Green Arrow and his family were up to. Whenever they'd go out they'd be swarmed by reporters or fans. It was ridiculous.
"Oliver Queen is alive," the news reporter was saying. "The Starling City resident was found by a fisherman in the North China Sea five days ago." A map appears by the reporters head, depicting the location in which Oliver had been found. Below the image is the word OLIVER QUEEN DISCOVERED
"I thought it was called Star City," Venus frowned.
"Yeah," Will nodded. "But it use to be called Starling."
"Five years after he went missing," the reporter continued, as an image of a young Oliver appeared, "and was presumed dead by the following accident at sea, which claimed the Queen's Gambit." An image of the said ship appeared.
"So, that's why we're not allowed to set foot on cruise ships," Jupiter realized. She sighed sadly, wondering how she hadn't put it together immediately. Her father had been in a terrible wreck. Of course there would be bad memories every time he stepped foot near the water. Hell, there may even be some fear of boats after all that. She couldn't blame him.
A video is shown of a young, drunk Oliver Queen walking down the street with his arm wrapped around a blonde woman. In the top left corner, the words WEBO FILE FOOTAGE is displayed. Another reporter begins speaking. "Queen was a regular tabloid presence and a fixture at the Starling City club scene. Shortly before his disappearance, he was acquitted of assault charges, stemming from a highly publicized drunken altercation with the paparazzi." The video shows Oliver attacking the cameraman, who is flashing a camera in his face.
No one blamed the younger Oliver for his actions. They each knew in turn, for different reasons of their own, how annoying those stupid paparazzi could be. It was just pure luck none of them had snapped as well.
The show switches back to the first reporter, another photo of Oliver next to his head. "Queen is the son of Starling City billionaire Robert Queen," he was saying, as the photo switched to a picture of Oliver and Robert, "who was also onboard but now officially confirmed as deceased."
Sarah felt her heart ache for the Queen children. It was sad to know that they had never even gotten the chance to meet their grandparents before they had parished. And they'd never get the chance. That accident had robbed them of that.
The scene goes back to the normal view. Oliver is seen standing in front of a window of the hospital, looking out upon the busy streets of Starling City. The doctor's voice is heard in the background. "Twenty percent of his body is covered in scar tissue," he said. "Second degree burns on his back and arms." The screen pans over to him and Oliver's mother. "X-rays show at least twelve fractures that never properly healed."
"Damn," John whispered. Those were some pretty serious injuries. He vaguely wondered what had caused them all, but on the same token he was scared to find out.
"Has he said anything about what happened?" Moira asked.
"No," the doctor responded. "He's barely said anything."
"I wouldn't want to talk about it either," Gavin said, shaking his head with sympathy.
He paused briefly, sighing lightly before he said what he needed to say next. "Moira," he said slowly, "I'd like you to prepare yourself. The Oliver you lost may not be the one that they found." Moira stifled some sobs, before opening the door and hesitantly stepping into the room, her eyes red and puffy.
Will watched sadly. The scene was so tender and tense, it almost brought tears to his eyes. He couldn't imagine what that poor woman had been going through. There was no way he could possibly fathom what she might have been feeling in that moment.
"Oliver?" she said. Slowly, her son turned around to face her, a baffled look upon his face. He was cleaned up now, his hair shorter and his beard nothing but a mere five o'clock shadow. He stares at Moira for a moment, emotions threatening to spill all over the place.
"He cleans up nicely," Zoe noted.
"Very," Sarah agreed.
Jupiter watched on, feeling her own tears well up inside her eyes, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty. This was such a sweet and private moment. She sort of felt as though she and her team were intruding.
"Mom," he said, quietly. The two come closer to each other, and Moira begins tearing up. She shook her head, not believing her eyes.
"Oh," she cried. "My beautiful boy!" She leaned forward to hug him. Oliver wrapped his arms around her lovingly.
Jupiter bit her lip, watching with watery eyes.
Venus shifted awkwardly. She rarely ever seen her father in a state of duress. It was odd, seeing him so out of it on the television. It seemed wrong. He was supposed to be this super strong guy that never fell apart.
The next scene, Oliver, and Moira are seen driving up to the Queens' Manor. It is a big estate with big cobblestones and large arcs. The driveway is a semi-circle with a mini garden at the center. Greenery surrounds the entire building.
"Ooh," Sarah cooed. "That's gorgeous!"
"Whatever happened to that place," Zoe said in awe.
"Did they sell it?" Gavin wondered. He had never even stepped foot in that place before. It had belonged to the Queens before he, Jupiter, and Venus had been born, but he didn't think the family still owned the place. Surely, they would still be using it if they did, right?
Will shrugged. He was the oldest one of the group, so usually everyone came to him, if they had questions about the past. But this time he was just as clueless as everyone else. "I've never seen that place before," he admitted.
The car pulls to a stop, and one of the servants move to collect Oliver's chest, which sat in the trunk of the car. Oliver quickly moved to his side, putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "I've got it," he insisted.
"Yeah! Our dad is a manly man!" Venus joked. "He can take care of his own luggage!"
They enter the Manor, stepping into an extravagant room with chestnut walls and a gorgeous blue and gold carpet. To the left was a pair of chairs, a polished table with a lamp and an artifact on its surface between them. To the right was a desk with a vase and other knickknacks on its surface, sitting next to a white recliner and a placeholder for canes. In the center of the room was a small table, decorated with flowers and pictures of the family. On either side were set of stairs with blue steps, ascending to the second floor, where there was an extraordinarily decorated window panel on the back wall. Above them, hanging from the ceiling was an expensive chandelier made entirely out of glass.
"Oof," Zoe grunted. "And I thought the outside was beautiful!"
"Why would they ever get rid of a place like this?" Jupiter wondered. She marveled at the interior of the house, basking in all its glory.
"You're room is exactly as you left it," Moira told Oliver. "I never had the heart to change a thing." Oliver looked around the room, taking in his surroundings and letting the memories of the place flood back to him. It felt strange, foreign to be back here now, after so long. So much had changed, even if it wasn't outwardly visible. Five years was a really long time. He felt like a stranger in this place. It was already clear to him. He didn't belong here. This wasn't his home. This life wasn't for him. Not anymore, anyway.
"It's been five years," John said. "Time for a new get up."
Gavin nodded in agreement. "No one wants the same decorations in their room forever."
Will sighed, noting how strange it must have been for his father, coming home to the place he had been deprived of for so long. How odd everything must have been.
Oliver set down his trunk, as another man entered the room, calling out to him. The man wore a blue suit and a golden ring on his left ring finger. He had a black goatee on his chin and genuine eyes. "It's damn good to see you," the man grinned. But when Oliver failed to respond, the happy gesture quickly faded. "It's Walter," he reminded Oliver, shaking his hand. "Walter Steele?"
Venus glared at the screen, not recognizing this man. Anyone she didn't recognize was a threat to her, in her opinion. "Who is this? Who is Walter Steele?"
However, no one answered her, as everyone else was just as clueless. The team had never even heard of anyone with that name before.
"You remember Walter," Moira said. "Your father's friend from the company?"
"No," Venus hissed, still glaring at the screen. She didn't like him Strangers were shady. Which made them dangerous.
Oliver simply nodded slowly, before gently pushing past Walter and moving further into the house. He walked over to the maid, who had been standing in the background. "It's good to see you, Raisa," he told her.
Will grinned, remembering his old nanny. He hadn't seen her in years. She was always the sweetest lady he'd ever met. Vaguely, he wondered if he should give her a call sometime, just to see how she was doing.
"Welcome home, Mr. Oliver," she grinned, before turning to Moira. "Mr. Merlyn called. He wants to join you for dinner."
"Who's Merlyn?" Jupiter asked. There were so many strange names she had never heard before. She was starting to feel a little overwhelmed.
"Malcolm Merlyn?" Will guessed. He remembered meeting a man with that name on Lian Yu, before the place exploded. He had died saving his aunt Thea. Or so he had heard. Will hadn't been with the others at the time, so he wasn't sure what the whole story was.
"Wonderful!" Moira said.
Gavin paused the movie. He stood up from his spot, running out of the room, shouting something about going to the bathroom over his shoulder.
Everyone groaned in turn. Will laughed lightly. "You should have gone before we started!" he called after Gavin.
Venus stood as well, stretching ever so slightly. She shrugged. "Well, better late than never, I guess," she shrugged. Turning on the rest of the team, she asked, "Potty break anyone?"
I'm gonna stop this here for now. I'm too lazy to finish tonight, because I'm super tired and keep getting in a crappy mood.
I think this is a good starter anyway so..
But I'm probably going to have the rest of the chapters be the full episode, so I don't waste my limit of 200 chapters. I still have a bunch of seasons to do, and they're all like twenty episodes so... hopefully it doesn't bother you if it's like 9000+ words. If so...sorry...
Let me know what you think in the comments. Is there enough detail? If not what do I need to add more of? Like the team? Check out their cannon story - Dischord!
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Toodles!
~ Elsie