"Ollie, I'm being serious, this guy… He is going to kick your ass."
"You keep saying that, but I seriously doubt it, considering how many times you said that about yourself, yet no matter how fast you get, you still can't beat me in a fair fight." The former billionaire smirked confidently. But you must not mistake his confidence for arrogance, because as smug as Oliver may seem, he knows that there is a possibility he may lose this fight. Especially after hearing just a tiny bit of information about his opponent from Barry.
"Yeah, we'll see who is laughing when you're being treated in the med bay for a damaged pride." Barry laughed as the two walked into the Star Labs private hanger just outside Central City's limits.
What the two of them saw as they entered was, in Barry's words, frickin' awesome.
Inside was a group of people huddled together around a bunch of computer monitors, quietly murmuring to themselves. Except one person was standing apart from the rest. A shirtless man who was doing push-ups with Cisco standing beside him with a tablet in his hand. The two heroes could hear Cisco speaking quite loudly as they approached.
"297, 298, 299, 300! In just two minutes! God damn Webs, you are fast, even by Barry's standards. When he isn't relying his speed too much, of course." Cisco continued to ramble on as Barry grinned and Oliver frowned inwardly.
"This guy beat my record by a whole hundred. Damn." He silently groaned, but never let it show in his perfectly practiced calm and intimidating posture as he and his friend arrived at their destination.
"Okay, so, let's introduce everyone I guess. Umm… this is the Green Arrow, who, in his spare time moonlights as Star City's Mayor Oliver Queen." There were a few chuckles coming from the group huddled around the computers after that last comment.
Now that Oliver could see the man up close and in detail, he noted that this man seemed to be about two inches taller than himself, which would make the man roughly six foot three. He seemed to be absolutely covered in muscle, but not overly so that he stuck out.
The man was also wearing a blood red mask, with black lines covering it in a web-like pattern. The mask had two white lenses that seemed to have some form of black camera-like technology as a border that shrunk and grew with the man's eyes, giving off a sense of emotion.
"And this is Spider-Man, New York's number one hero and all-round badass." Barry finished off as the newly identified 'Spider-Man', stuck out his hand in a friendly greeting.
"Hi there! It's an honour to meet you Mr Queen, I have been keeping up with what you have been doing as Mayor, and I have to admit, I'm impressed. Who would have thought that the playboy son of Robert Queen would grow up and help change his city for the better? Then again, I guess five years in hell will do that to you. And apparently a lot more than anyone else knows." Spider-Man said slyly, gesturing Oliver's Bow that was currently in his left hand.
Oliver politely shook Spider-Man's hand and noticed that the man had a very tight grip, but seemed to be holding back, so as to not crush his hand, he supposed.
"Two things. First, why the mask? Second, who told you my identity so I can tell them off for being so tardy as-to not ask me before giving my identity over to a complete stranger." Oliver said, giving the man a hard stare.
"Well, nice to meet you too. *Ahem* Firstly, I don't trust people so easily, I've learned that being easily trusting will eventually lead to getting cream for the large amount of pain in my ass. But, if you beat me in this fight, I'll take it off. As for your second question… no-one." Spidey answered quipping up a joke to keep the conversation light-hearted.
"What do you mean 'no-one'?" Was all Oliver could say in response to Spider-Man's last comment.
"Oh, right. I figured it out relatively quickly after using my connections to look into all of the SCPD's files on every green hooded archer to appear in Starling and Star. I mean come on, The Hood, 6'1, wears a green hood and fires green arrows. The Arrow, 6'1, wears a green hood and fires green arrows. Green Arrow, 6'1, wears a green hood and fires green arrows. And after I looked at the files for Roy Harper, who was apparently The Arrow, I found that he is actually only 5'9, odd isn't it? Plus, when I encountered him in Gotham a few months back, he told me himself that he wasn't The Arrow, but his red hooded partner Arsenal." Spidey explained, relishing in the older man's flabbergasted expression.
"How?" Oliver responded when he forcefully shook himself out of his shocked stupor.
"Well, as I said, I have connections in the NYPD, CCPD and SCPD. Plus, I'm secretly super rich, and my IQ is equal to, if not higher than, Reed Richards'." The Web Slinger grinned.
"Well, good work I guess, regardless it's time to find out who's under that mask of yours." Oliver stated, swapping his bow into his right hand as he walked to one end of the hanger.
"Well, I guess I better get to my side. Cisco! Time me if you please." Spidey said before jogging casually to the opposite side of the hanger to Oliver.
As the two heroes began doing final stretches and mentally preparing themselves, the rest of the gang where hard at work setting up the various camera angles and monitoring the two's vitals.
"Spidey is looking A-okay." Stated Caitlyn Snow, Bio-Engineer and Team Flash's medic.
"His stats are incredible." Commented Iris West as she glanced at her father and brother who both nodded in agreement, both eager to see the incoming fight.
"Oliver is, as usual, in tip top shape." Chirped Felicity Smoke as she glanced back to see Team Arrow 2.0 behind her, these people being John Diggle Aka Spartan, Rene Montoya Aka Wild-Dog, Rory Reagan Aka Ragman, Curtis Holt Aka Mister Terrific and Dinah Drake Aka the third woman to take the role of Black Canary. They all seemed to be watching Oliver stretch, each betting how long this new guy will last against their leader, all of them confident Oliver would give them a show before easily taking down the Wall Crawler. All except Dinah, who, although respecting Oliver's ability and trusts that he is one of the best fighters in the world, has met Spidey before and knows some of the impossible feets he has accomplished.
Cisco was standing to the side as he held his tablet with a timer on screen and a grin on his face.
"You guys both ready?" Cisco asked finally. Oliver nodded curtly before knocking an arrow and aiming for Spidey's face. Spidey made one of his usual quips before standing in a ready position.
"Does it really matter if I'm ready or not? I mean, he's still going to try and shoot me, regardless of how I feel about it. Ah well, at least I'll go down in history as the guy who was killed by a guy dressed up as Robin Hood." Peter nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders before leveling Oliver with a cold stare, his lenses narrowing in determination.
"Alright… 3… 2… 1… GO!"
Shling! Shling! Shling!
Spidey laughed at seeing Oliver's mostly-suppressed shock that was semi-evident on his face. The reason Oliver was so shocked, was that Spidey had caught all three of his Arrows in-between his four fingers on his right hand.
"What? Never seen a man catch a few arrows here and there? Pssh, I've had to deal with old guys in bird costumes and a family of Russian hunters trying to skin me alive, literally." Webs taunted. He then threw all three arrows back at the emerald archer, watching as they each successfully hit their targets, Oliver's hood, bow and quiver, knocking both items away and tearing the hood from the archer's shoulders successfully.
"Okay, time to end this." Spider-Man said confidently before jumping into the air, reaching a height that Oliver didn't know was possible for a normal man to reach, and shot out a white rope of sorts from a contraption on his wrist, hitting the ground behind Oliver. Spidey then grabbed the end of the rope and pulled himself towards Oliver at inhuman speeds.
Oliver barely had enough time to dodge the attack before Spidey was bouncing off the ground, flipping over his head and kicking him in the chest.
Oliver swung his leg out in an attempt to roundhouse Webs, before Spidey dodged and returned it with a blow to the stomach before also sweeping the older man's legs out from under him and slamming him into the ground.
Oliver groaned in pain, not able to move in fear of further injuring himself. When he reopened his eyes, he found a red and black glove outstretched to him. Ollie begrudgingly took it, heaving himself out of the mini crater formed from Spidey's slam.
"Damn. I am so sorry about that, I forgot to hold back a bit more than usual for the finisher, I just kind of let go I guess." Spidey apologised sheepishly, rubbing the back of his mask-covered head.
"Oh! And also, since you actually managed to land a hit on me, I'll give you my identity anyway." The Web Slinger said before pulling his mask off his face.
"Hi, Peter Parker, CEO of Parker Industries and your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man." The entrepreneur grinned an enthusiastic grin as he looked over at the others, particularly a brunette bio-engineer who was staring at him with wide eyes.
"Holy crap! We finally have someone on the team with more money than Oliver!" Barry exclaimed jokingly, suddenly appearing beside his two friends.
"Meh. I don't really care to flaunt my money, the only reason I created PI was to help the world, and because I had a lot of money and didn't have a clue as to what I should do with it." Peter shrugged nonchalantly.
"So, Barry, how is the Padawan?" Peter asked suddenly, turning to his slightly younger friend.
"Oh, you know, as strong in the force as he is, he is still extremely reckless, he's also built himself a reputation in Team Flash for being too fast for his own good." Barry chuckled, looking at his girlfriend's younger brother, who was speeding around, exclaiming how awesome the fight was, and trying to recreate some of Peter's moves.
"Well, perhaps he just needs a small pep talk and a few inspirational words." Peter casually suggested.
"Yeah! Definitely! Go right ahead and tell him all about powers and responsibility, maybe you can get somewhere that I can't." Barry chuckled again, but he was also glad that Peter offered to tell Wally about Uncle Ben, for he was going to ask Peter if he could do so anyway.
"Well, if you guys will excuse me, I need to go reunite with an old friend. Oliver, it was great fighting with you. Bar, I'll see you later, peace!" Peter then flipped into the air, doing a tumbling 180, and web slinging over to the others.
"Where in the hell did you find this guy Bar?" Oliver asked, curious.
"Well, it turns out that you weren't the first guy with the idea to go out and fight crime. Pete's being doing this since he was fifteen. He was based in New York until recently when he decided he needed some change and moved to Central City after hearing about the Meta-Human outbreak. But, apparently, he left NY in capable hands. He has a sidekick/protégé, kid's codename is Spider-Venom. I've never met him personally, but from what I know, he is sixteen and his first name is Miles." Barry explained, in detail.
"Damn, he must trust this kid a ton if he is entrusting a sixteen-year-old with a whole city." Oliver mused.
"Oh, indefinitely. And Peter trusts people almost as little as you. It took me six team-ups before he agreed to come by Star Labs to meet the team. And another 10 before he told just me who he was." Barry agreed.
Meanwhile, Peter was arriving at the other group of people all turning to him when he landed.
"Damn Spidey, you wrecked his ass." Cisco chirped up, high-fiving the Wall Crawler.
"Yeah, good show kid." Joe nodded his respect while shaking Peter's hand.
"Spidey, bro, that was awesome! How you just completely caught those arrows and threw them straight back at him was genius." Wally praised.
When Peter looked at Team Arrow, they were all grumbling apart from Dinah, who was smirking while taking all of her team's money from the bet.
Lastly, Peter looked at the woman he wanted to see the most. And said woman looked like she both wanted to kiss him and rip him apart, limb from limb.
"Hey... Caitlin."