Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow, stood atop a rooftop in the rebuilt district of New Metropolis. He took a deep breath, scanning the site one last time. The podium was set up at the front of the crowd, flanked by people he had once counted as friends. But they weren't friends anymore. Not since Clark went mad with grief. Not since he had decided mankind couldn't be trusted to rule itself. Not since Superman took over the world.
Oliver raised his bow, and knocked his arrow. He only had one shot at this; he needed to make it count. The arrow's head glowed with a sickly, green light. Clark's only weakness: Kryptonite. Oliver didn't pull back on his bowstring, not yet. Clark had yet to show himself.
Almost as if on cue, the crowd roared, as their leader, their hero, their savior, descended from the skies. Oliver scoffed at this. Clark used to be a hero, but no longer. Now he was nothing more than a tyrant, who ruled the Earth with an iron fist. But all of that was about to change. The reign of Superman would finally come to an end.
Even though he was several blocks away, Oliver could hear Clark clearly as he landed and began to speak. "Today is a solemn day; the tenth anniversary of the destruction of Metropolis. Even though I have long since seen that justice was done to the monster who committed this heinous crime, the Joker's legacy still haunts our world to this day. But rest assured, this resistance movement will be dealt with. These criminals will be brought to justice!"
The crowd cheered, and Oliver saw his chance. He drew his arrow back, and hoped to God that this would work. He released his hold on the string, and the Kryptonite tipped arrow flew towards Superman's chest. Oliver watched in anticipation as the distance closed, but before the arrow struck its target, a red and yellow blur passed in front of the podium, and Clark was left unharmed.
"Dammit, Barry!" Oliver swore under his breath. "Why now…?" He started to run, away from the podium, away from the alien king he had just attempted to kill. He should have known that The Flash would have been there. That he would have swooped in and caught the arrow. It was stupid of him to not see this. And coming here to kill Superman had been against Nightwing's orders, now that his plan had failed… He didn't want to think about the implications, of what it might mean for the other members of the resistance. Now, their only hope, the last piece of Kryptonite on Earth, was being taken away to Cyborg or Blue Beetle, so that it could be destroyed.
Oliver stopped dead in his tracks as he heard Clark's closing statements, and the sound of rushing wind as the Man of Steel took flight. It was all over now. He turned before he even heard Clark's soft voice saying, "Hello, Ollie."
"Clark." Oliver spat, contempt of his former friend clear in his voice. "I'm surprised you don't have Diana or Hal doing your dirty work." Of all the people who had rallied under Superman's banner of world domination, it hurt Oliver the most that Hal Jordan, the former Green Lantern, had gone over. "I saw you had them with you, though obviously I didn't see Barry until it was too late."
"That was the idea." Said Clark, coldly. "You tried to kill me, Ollie. I can't let that go unpunished."
Oliver threw down his bow and held out his hands. "Take me away then, oh fearless leader. Have me executed, like Lex Luthor. I'm just another criminal to you, aren't I?" he asked, mockingly.
Superman shook his head, his red cape flapping in the wind. "No. You used to be my friend."
"Bruce used to be your friend too!" Shouted Oliver. "And you still killed him!"
"I know. I won't deny it. I still wish that Bruce could have seen things my way." Clark looked down and sighed. "I'll make it quick. Painless. And no one needs to know you were ever here. I'll give you the same dignity that Bruce died with."
Though he could have tried to run, Oliver knew that he had no chance of escaping Clark. Instead, he looked his former friend full in the face, and set his jaw, readying himself for the inevitable. The very last thing that Green Arrow saw was the red glow of Superman's heat vision.