Okay, So I've had this idea floating in my head for a long time now and I needed to write it down. And in recent light of Season six returning to us (hopefully), and season 7 of Arrow coming about. I thought it was time to finally write it! I'm not an expert on the DC versions of these characters, and I'll do my best to keep it close. But most likely I'll keep it to the tv versions of these characters. But I'll also add in some different things to keep it new and exciting.

Full synopsis:

Oliver Queen & Felicity Smoak had a daughter named Star Gabrielle Queen. On the night of her 8th birthday, her life changes forever. She is kidnapped by ARGUS and is recruited by Amanda Waller to protect the earth from Aliens, like Superman. But the genetic mutation she undergoes makes her stronger than they thought. To hide their mistake, they send her to her home planet Tamaran. Years later, the Justice League needs help from the Titans. The Titans head to Star City to assist in taking down a greater enemy, but how will Starfire handle being home after 11 years of being away, and her family believing that she would never come back?

Prologue:

My name is Star Gabrielle Queen and over the last 11 years I have been: hidden, trained, genetically mutated, kidnapped, raised as royalty, sold to slavery, betrayed, and a Teen Titan. But before all this happened, there was a point in my life where I understood that normal was never going to be a life for me. I am the daughter of the Green Arrow and Overwatch. But I am also the daughter of Myand'r and Luand'r, the former Grand Rulers of Tamaran.

This is strange, but I have had a difficult time trying to convey my story, so Richard had advised me to write it down. As of right now I am Starfire, Princess of Tamaran, and I am 22 years of earth age. I came to this planet when I was the age of 14, but when I was younger I was born here as well. This is something that I wish were easy to speak upon, but it will take me a long time to get through it. But I hope it will make the sense by the end, and if it does not. I can not say I have not done the trying at all.

We will go from the beginning, and start on the day I was born. The day I was given the name Star. But the only day I had with my parents before I would not be seeing them again for four years.

This is my story.

Hidden

"Oliver, I can't do this, it hurts so bad" Felicity moaned as she rhythmically breathed in an out. Oliver took in the sight of his girlfriend; darkened blond hair plastered to her moistened forehead. Her glasses forgone, displaying here bright blue eyes dimmed by the flames that perch upon the cement walls. The white gown she wore did her pregnant figure no justice, for her pregnancy was a blessing but a curse. It was a reminder of what Oliver had before joining the League of Assassins. But it wasn't a good moment when he found out the truth about Felicity's pregnancy, and that is a tale to be told at a later time. But for the moment, Al Sah-him was able to be Oliver Queen again, he was able to stand beside the woman he loves and give her a hand to squeeze between contractions. The hard mask he developed to fool Ra's al Ghul could dissolve for a moment, to give his partner the attention and emotion she needed.

"Felicity," Oliver moved her hair away from her forehead and wiped away the sweat with an already dampened rag, "You are the strongest woman I have ever met." She smiled at his words, but then a sour look crossed her face a second later. Her delicate nose scrunching and her eyes slammed shut. Her breathing took on a rhythmic pattern once more and Oliver's hand was abused further.

"Wairth Al-Ghul" Oliver glanced to the women covered from head to toe in black scrubs. Not the typical attire for a league member, but given her role in the League, it may not be deemed necessary to wear armor all day long.

"It is time for the push"

"What?!" Felicity's eyes widened and her already iron grip on Oliver's hand grew tighter, causing a small hiss to leave his lips.

He slowly unhinged her finger from his bow hand, and passed a soft kiss across her knuckles, "You can do this, I know you can."

She nodded her head and pushed with all she could

…and then…

And then there was the cry of their baby girl.

Oliver watched as they took the baby and cleaned her off, then softly folded her into a black blanket and quickly handed her to Felicity.

The nurse turned to Oliver and bowed before leaving the room.

A small sniffle caught his attention, "Felicity? What's wrong"

"Nothing" the smile that broke across her face was luminous. He hadn't seen it in such a long time. Felicity traced the plains of their new bundle of joy before motioning for Oliver to come closer, "It's just that…these last six months have been so hard. After the attack with Slade, I really thought we were going to lose her. And then everything was okay, and our lives went back to normal for a month, but then Sarah died and everything changed." Felicity continued to methodically caress the baby's face, the small shine of red hair was hard to miss and Oliver was smirking at the sight. "Thea was hurt and you made a choice; a choice that changed everything and I thought I would be so angry at you. But you were so strong for me, for us. And by bringing us here…that was the hardest thing you had to do and I love you so much for it."

"I love you too Felicity." Oliver kissed the crown of her head and then kissed their baby's head.

"We have to name her, you know." Felicity said, a playful glint passed in her eyes.

"It'll have to be a good one," Oliver playfully replied, "one that will hold meaning to us and give her strength." His thumb caressed the baby's soft cheek, causing her to open and close her mouth, like a small yawn.

They were in their own little bubble, one that the League could not penetrate. They knew it was temporary, but they wanted to hold onto it for a moment longer, before they would have to separate for good. Before Oliver would stay with their baby and Felicity will be brought back to Starling. Before their child would be introduce into the League as Oliver's heir.

Their moment was interrupted by a firm knock on the door, "Wairth Al-Ghul, may I have permission to enter?" a deep voice asked from beyond the door. Oliver quickly pulled his scarf over his face and pulled the hood up over his head before replying, "You may enter."

A tall man entered the room, wearing traditional League attire of dark armor, facial scarf and hood. He bowed to Oliver and gave a slight nod in Felicity's direction.

"Wairth Al-Ghul," the man walked closer to the medical bed, "I was sent by Ra's to discover the sex of the baby and the name."

Oliver smirked at his comrade, "You don't have to be formal with me Faris Al-Zalam. This room is safe to speak in."

The man raised an eyebrow but removed his facial scarf, "Okay, good. I wanted to check up on my friends." This man was quite beautiful. Dark black hair and deep brown eyes. A well sculpted chin and a wicked beautiful smile. He was built similar to Oliver; well-toned upper body and a tall physique to match.

"We're doing okay, but we still haven't decided on a name yet. She's too perfect for words." Felicity gazed lovingly at the bundle in her arms. It was funny, Felicity would never tell a soul this, but her daughter's hair had a slight red tint to it. It wasn't a light red, but a deep auburn red that Felicity remembered having when she was a little girl. Felicity started to dye her hair when her father left, making it a deep black shade. But when she started her professional career she opted for blond, to lighten up the dark person she used to be. To be a better person than the hacker she was.

Then it came to her.

"Ol-" Felicity stopped, remembering the company in the room, "Al Sah-him, the nights when things were too tough and I couldn't handle being here. What did you do?" she asked.

Oliver cocked his head and a crinkle formed between his brows.

"I took you outside to look at the stars." Felicity smiled and looked down at the sleeping baby.

"Then you'd say," Oliver continued, "'although these walls and rooms are dim, the stars will always shine bright.' And I'd try to take you outside as much as possible, to keep your sanity. You're my light, Felicity. I never wanted you to lose that." He gently caressed her face and her eyes shut for a moment before the look of pure adoration beamed from the new mother.

"Al Sah-him," Felicity adjusting the baby to be held between the two, "she's our Star."

Oliver smiled for the first time in months. Star's eyes opened and took in the world around her. It wasn't what she was supposed to be born into, but it will do for now.

"It's a beautiful name for a beautiful baby girl, congratulations. To the both of you." Faris Al-Zalam said.

"Thank you." Felicity let out a yawn.

"I think I should leave you two alone," Faris Al-Zalam replied.

"I'll walk you out, Faris Al-Zalam" Oliver stood from where he was seated next to the medical bed and gestured for Faris Al-Zalam to follow him out a different entrance from where he entered.

The two men walked down a dim corridor that stretched long enough that there would be no prying ears or any sign of Ra's al Ghul. The deep burgundy floors were silent as they continued down the path, their training with the League has made them masters of stealth and rendered their footsteps silent. The tan stone walls forecasted their shadows and guaranteed that they were alone.

Oliver was the first to break the silence, "I need a favor, a huge favor that has no time frame. And you're the only other person in this place that I can trust completely."

The man gave Oliver a curious look, "What is it that you need?"

Oliver stopped and stepped closer to the man and his voice dropped down to a whisper, "Tomorrow Ra's will be taking Felicity back to Starling. It took a great deal to change his mind about letting her live, but I managed to get him to understand that she could help us keep tabs on Merlyn with her computer expertise. But next week, Ra's is deploying a group to chase after a lead on Merlyn in the states, but I need you to be on that plane. I'm giving you an out, and I need you to take it." Merlyn was still wanted by Ra's after the Undertaking, and the only leads they've had have been connected to the islands that they found Thea, but since then, they haven't had anything until now.

Faris Al-Zalam's eyes widened at the information Oliver was feeding him. Why him? Why not trust someone else to head the team to find Merlyn?

"Why are you trusting me? Why not Nyssa or Talia? Surely they're more fitted to find Merlyn." Oliver sighed and continued to walk while Faris Al-Zalam stared after him.

"Because I know who you are, Bruce Wayne."

His eyes widened in alarm "How'd you-"

Oliver pulled down the scarf that covered half his face and pulled down the hood that basked him in darkness, "Because my name is Oliver Queen."

Bruce stood there dumbfounded, unable to comprehend the situation. Oliver sensed his confusion and began to elaborate, "You're not the only billionaire that has nothing better to do but clean up the streets of their home city. Although, I do prefer green over black." Oliver smirked as Bruce's mouth dropped open. But then he checked himself and cleared his throat and stood tall and less fragile. His attitude changed instantly and regarded Oliver as an equal and less like an heir.

"How long have you known?" he asked.

"Known what?" Oliver questioned. "That you're the Batman? Or that you're Faris Al-Zalam? Which literally means 'the dark knight'."

Bruce scoffed, "Says the one who's name is 'the Arrow'"

"At least I was able to keep my identity a secret. Felicity was able to hack into Luscious Fox's computer program to find information regarding Merlyn instantly." Anger flashed behind Bruce's deep eyes and his fists clenched to contain himself. "And it wasn't too difficult to find the blueprints for your Batmobile in the system at Wayne Enterprises. She happened to discover that by accident."

"What do you want from me?" he snapped.

"Bruce," Oliver sighed. "You're a friend of mine, and one that didn't take to the brainwashing that Ra's inflicts upon his members. There was one other man that I was hoping to be on my side, but unfortunately, he was not going to be an ally like I thought he would. So when I discovered who you really were, I knew you had a reason as to why you were here and I was going to take advantage of that. From one vigilante to another, I need your help."

"I work alone."

"Yeah, well. I tried that and it didn't work out so well. There's four of us now and while I'm stuck here trying to take down Ra's, I need to know my daughter is going to be safe. That's where you come in."

Confusion engulfs Bruce, "How do you expect me to keep your daughter safe?"

"I'm going to have the plane heading to the states tampered with. It'll go down, but not until its somewhere over Gotham. When it does, take your chance and escape with my daughter and hide her from the world. Can you do that for me?" Oliver never thought he's have to hide his daughter, but with Felicity safe in Starling, and no one to watch over his daughter, he needed to think fast.

"Oliver, that's a lot to take in. How can you be certain that Ra's won't come after me?"

"It's been taken care of," Oliver waved it off as if it were a normal occurrence, "although you are known as Faris Al-Zalam here. No one knows that you are Bruce Wayne out there. Please, I need you to do this. To give my daughter a chance at a life that may be limited if she stays here."

Bruce nodded in understanding. Although Oliver is Warith Al-Ghul, he still has his enemies, namely those who were destined to be Ra's al Ghul themselves, but were blindsided by the man who came back to life after he was killed by Ra's himself. His daughter would have a target on her back as long as she is here. If she were to be somewhere else, there was a chance for her to survive and hopefully live a normal life.

"You must understand," Bruce began. "Gotham is not safe, it's quite the opposite. The darkness and corruption that plagues the streets will not disappear overnight, and I can only do so much to keep it at bay. Please use the rest of the week to think over your decision to send her away, I would be honored to look after her for you. But only if it's a last resort." They finally reached the end of the corridor, which lead to a dark wooden door.

"I don't need time to over think this," Oliver leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. "This is my daughter we're talking about. And if keeping her protected is sending her to the most dangerous city in the states, so be it. I rather have her safe, with a killer clown on the loose, compared to an immortal man with an entire league of assassins ready to take down an heir to an heir for their shot at the Lazerus pit."

Bruce gave Oliver a hard look before caving in, "Fine, I'll do it. But you'll owe me big time."

Oliver smirked before pulling his face scarf back up and pulling his hood over his head. "I knew you were the right guy to be friends with."

Bruce shook his head and pushing on the door, but paused. Turning back to Oliver he nodded his head, "When the baby is blessed and branded with her symbol. Make sure to name me her protector."

Oliver squinted his eyes, "Protector?"

"When a child of the League is born, there is a protector named just in case the parent or parents of the child are killed."

Oliver nodded in understanding, "Like a godparent."

"Exactly."

"I'll see you tomorrow at the blessing, Uncle Bruce."

End of Ch. 1

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