Hello and yes, LVEZZ and I have been keeping at it, there's another story after this that we've done but first... our own version of the story line for World Killers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl.
Oliver Queen has been working the field on their Earth, strapping a harness on over his shoulders and doing the work manually. First digging up the rocks and bullets left in the soil, he keeps every single bullet as a momento of what he'd caused to happen. Coming home with a lot of sun on his skin, exhausted and in his mind, hoping that if he works hard enough he won't have the memory flashes. Walking into the house with a bruise on his left cheek, dirt caked on his hands and some on his face. For the past few days since being back he's been struggling with being intimate with his wife.
Kara cups his face after just coming in from working. "Why are you bruised Oliver?" She asked concerned. She has him sit down so she can tend to his bruised face. "Are you going to tell me how you got this?" She eyes him waiting for an answer as she applied medicine to his bruises.
He sighs, "someone I walked into on the way home recognised me, hit me for what I'd done to him during the war." He watches her with sadness in his eyes, "I deserve it... I am seeing faces lately whom I've hurt and they're angry instead of fearful like I got used to."
She finished wiping his bruised face. "Are you defending yourself or allowing people to get even?" She was trying to hold her temper in check.
He presses his lips together tightly, "I'm allowing them to get even, I've killed or tortured their family members. A hit like this?" He points at his cheek, "this is nothing in comparison."
"You are stronger than this Oliver. I will go out there and throw them away from you if they come around again." She threatened putting the medicine away. "I would be out there helping if I didn't promise the DEO I would take it easy after being badly burned.
Oliver shakes his head and takes her hand, "sweetie... I kept them in camps, malnourished, I killed their family members and made promises I didn't keep to get what I wanted." He touches her cheek in affection and smiles at her, "I hope you're not too bored on your own here." Wanting to change the subject.
"That is your past Oliver. You cannot keep beating yourself up over it. Own it but don't accept to be everyone's pariah to be kicked and beaten. Stand up tell them you aren't that way anymore. I am fine here. I am getting rest like I am supposed to."
Closing his eyes he hangs his head, "it doesn't matter that I'm not that way anymore... to them they want revenge," he stands up slowly and stretches his arms above his head.
"I will go out there and toss people if they persist in hurting you."
"What did you do today?" He asks, wanting to get the subject back onto her.
"It matters to me." She told him embracing him to kiss him. "Sleep." She admitted guilty. "I am catching up on my sleep. Your lazy wife..." She hung her head in shame. "You know there is no Oliver back at the DEO. You could stay there awhile at least until the lynching's stop here. I would rather you stay somewhere safe than here with me."
He cups her face, "I will never call you lazy, you are my wife, a strong, determined, loving wife," he smiles at her. "And I am not leaving you if I can help it." Oliver kisses her deeply.
Holding her close, "I don't deserve you... heck it was me who pushed you to go to Earth 38 in the first place. You were giving up..." looking into her eyes lovingly. "I'll go take a shower, get myself cleaned up, you don't want a husband covered in dirt and sweat joining you in bed."
"OK but be careful. I myself had a bad memory when taking a shower. I hope you do better then me. I literally got sick and threw up from absolutely everything I have been through. I am afraid you will have a reaction like I did."
Caressing her face, "I had a melt down in the DEO shower... it was my first time in a shower since our ordeal," he holds her tenderly. Pulling her so her head is against his chest he holds her, "I'm sorry you went through all of that... if I'd have let you have your powers in bed, it wouldn't have happened."
"I don't like our shower now."
Oliver mulls it over, "I can have it redone," he offers.
"It's not your fault. That menace is dead now. I just haven't been able to get over it."
Kissing the top of her head, "maybe a shower together?" he offers.
"I am thinking a new home completely. What about the Sorceress mansion? We can get rid of the prison part of it and keep the mansion."
Oliver shudders, "I don't think I could stay there. I've already offered the place to those in charge."
"No shower for me." She visibly shudders. "From now on I will only take baths and super speed them. I will never be in such a vulnerable state again."
Oliver wraps his arms around her and picks her up, he carries her to their couch knowing they haven't spent much time there. He sets her down and looks at her with worry, "no more red sun emitters... I want just you..." he caresses her face and looks at her lovingly.
"Why? You know you can't handle me."
He smiles at her, "if it makes you comfortable around me again, I'll do it."
"I think we need to leave this place permanently. They will not accept us in society. Truthfully we should be put to death for our crimes." She paused to think. "We were awful and don't belong here anymore."
Oliver strokes her hair back, tucking it behind her ear, "I was punished for the both of us," he watches her eyes. "Where do you want to move to? So long as you're happy."
"I have been thinking about the Earth we like. I know I don't fit there with my twin, but what if we live there away from everyone? They don't have to know we chose to live there. We could live in a different country. I wouldn't have to hide, I could still fly. I would just be cautious. Make sure no one sees me, when I am a super." She looks at him, "It would be best for both of us to leave our world."
He looks at her seriously, "you want to go back? We don't know much about their Earth, nor where you could fly freely. But if that is your wish," he closes his eyes and goes tense.
"No one will ever accept us again. Better to start over somewhere else. That Earth has many different countries, not all under the same rule as here. It would be easy to hide. I would have to stay hidden somewhat so I don't attract the attention of the DEO. Or a Cadmus type organization."
Oliver rubs at the bridge of his nose, before placing the palm of his right hand to his forehead. Images start flashing through his mind; he closes his eyes shut tighter and takes deep breaths. "Sounds like a good plan... but we need money," he sits down on the floor.
She bit her lower lip, "That's all I need is for my twin to come rescue me! You know? I don't think anywhere is safe for us." She shook her head sadly. I am an alien anywhere we go. And a liability."
"Money isn't a problem. We have to decide where we want to live and I will get us the money."
He takes deep, slow breaths as he works to calm his nerves. "We would need to tell the Director," he comments.
"No we won't. I just told you they can't know we are there. I don't belong, and the DEO won't let me free. They will try to contain me like they always do. Did you forget you married an alien?" She held his head in her hands very gently. "An alien that is potentially as dangerous as they come?" She held his face up to her and kissed him gently on the lips.
She bends down to pick him up. "This place has gone toxic for both of us. We need to leave regardless of the place we end up." She tries kissing him gently again. "But if we go to their Earth they can't know we are there." She looks him squarely in the eye. Then hugs him lightly trying to get him to breathe. "I don't belong anywhere. And you no longer belong here." She told him looking at his anguished face again.
"And to be honest with you I have been depressed over everything that has happened. I know I act strong, but I am not. The truth is my twin is stronger than I am Oliver."
Oliver looks at her with tear filled eyes, "I'm sorry that happened to you, and you are stronger than you think." He lets out a shuddering breath, "you are stronger than me."
"No I really am not. I could never have changed this world like you did. But it is toxic and we do need to live elsewhere."
Oliver sits up, next to her, closing his eyes for a moment to connect his thoughts. "If we are to move to their world we need money... I may have changed our world for the better but I gave up the right to call it my Earth when I abused its people," he looks at her with his eyes still red.
"You can live on any Earth. You are human. I am an alien, a liability. I belong nowhere. It will be much easier for you to start over. I told you, money won't be a problem. I can steal what we need. But Oliver, I belong nowhere. I think I should stay here, give myself up so you can live free and unburdened."
He looks at her with hurt in his eyes, "I don't see you as an alien... I see you as human... as my wife even though you are an alien," he takes her shoulders and gives a squeeze even if she won't feel it. "We are not stealing, I have no problem with working for money, that and I look amazing with a shirt off," he teases. Looking her in the eye, "I love you and would rather not be..." he presses his lips together. "Do you not wish to be with me?" He asks, "I know I'm not strong like I once was, if you feel that you need someone stronger to help you..."
Kara looked at Oliver, "honey I just don't belong here anymore I had a purpose when I helped you run the world but the world is changed and I'm an alien anywhere I go including here I was thinking if you can start over again on another Earth I could at least turn myself in so you don't have to worry about how they feel about you maybe if they take their pound of flesh out on me then you can start over it's not that I don't want to be with you I said I don't belong and this way at least I would be useful I love you very much I just I'm an alien."
Oliver shakes his head, "I'll never allow them to hurt you. Never," he says firmly and gets eye level with her. "I am not leaving you. I want a life with you."
"Then our best bet is Earth 38 or we can try to have our own private paradise and hope nothing goes wrong. I know that I'm going to want to fly so I'm going to have to try to do that while still hiding not showing that I'm an alien. Whatever we do it's obvious we can't stay here anymore. But we have to play it smart because if the DEO finds out I'm here they're going to contain me."
"Oliver are you ready to leave this old life permanently? If you want to stay with me, and not have me turn myself in- then we most definitely need to leave here. It's not safe for either one of us. Let me reiterate it is really not safe anywhere for your alien wife." She eyed him warily.
Oliver looks at her seriously, "I am but... I need to finish a job here first, okay?" He asks and cups her face in both of his hands. "Then we leave, together."
"What job?" She looked at him quizzically. "The longer you stay here the more you are a target." She informed him.
Oliver sits back and mulls it over, rubbing his hand over his scruffy chin. "I have... all of the kryptonite on our planet stashed away. I did it when I shut down the war in case they still wanted to fire upon you... I wasn't going to risk it," he watches for her reaction.
"What are you going to do with It?" She asked hands on hips. "Why wasn't it destroyed?"
"I... need to get rid of it... that and I was going to offer it to the DEO for the World Killers... but forgot due to everything else going on," he sighs, "I can't let it fall into the wrong hands."
"Just destroy it Oliver!" She seethed. "It should have been destroyed!" She yelled at him." You know that stuff can kill me! And you stashed all of it somewhere?"
Oliver bites his bottom lip, "I didn't know if I was going to see you again or anything. You don't think the DEO could use it on your twin's new biggest foes?" He asks and stands up.
"No! It is not your business to bring our death to the DEO! Kara Danvers would be just as angry." She told him turning away.
Sighing, he runs a hand through his hair, "I'll be back, okay? I'm sorry I upset you," he turns and walks out of the house as the sun is setting.
She watched him leave shaking her head trying to contain her anger.
Oliver reaches into his back pocket and goes to the last POW camp, 20 yards behind it into a tree line. He takes careful steps as he traces his footsteps to where his hidden bunker is, he pulls bushes off the hidden door. Leaves and dirt sliding off as he hoists the latch up and moves down the stairs. There are boxes and bags glowing green at the other end of the little bunker. He made sure to make it deep so no one would notice the glow.
Boxes of solid kryptonite, bags of it in gas form and a collection of small boxes. Inside of them is the liquid form, in needles. He wets his lips as he looks at it all and groans. Setting aside a box of the needles, "I'm sorry sweetie... but I'm keeping one small stash of these for those World Killers." He places one box at the entrance before going into a cashe under the entrance door for the solution to destroy the rest.
"Excuse me sir," comes a voice from above, Oliver rolls his eyes and turns to look up.
"I'm not in command anymore, drop the sir," he states as he climbs up out of the hide away to see four others.
"We've been watching you... Queen," a second guy sneers, he can't see their faces in the dark but he can picture the looks in their eyes.
"I'm leaving with my wife... you won't see either of us ever again. That's a promise," Oliver says as he watches them start to advance.
"That's not your new home... and since that minx isn't here... I take it you've got unfinished business... we could help you," another says and Oliver watches their feet closely.
"You... will never lay a hand on her... please... walk away and you'll never ever see me again or her," Oliver promises.
In the corner of his eye he watches the one to his far left advance, but he easily side steps to have the guy charge into a friend on his far right. With that the other two advance.
Oliver moves his feet to quickly trip up the first guy into falling into the dirt behind him and dodges the other guys wide punches. Left and right he moves out of the way before grabbing his forearm and twisting it around to pin him before shoving him away with his foot. He knows none of them are fighters.
The first one comes after him with a branch, he uses his forearms to block before yanking it out of the guys hands and uses the other end to hit the guy in the side of the head. Oliver gets hit in the back of the head with a branch before someone else swipes at his legs making him go down a knee. He turns just fast enough to stop someone from tackling him by shoving his stick into a man's chest and sending him up and over his head. But as he tries to get up another does knock him onto his back.
Getting struck in the right cheek, he kicks up his knees to knock the guy off balance, taking advantage of this he anchors himself to take out the inside of the guys knee. Rolling out from under but gets a foot to the ribs, he grunts and catches the next foot to drive his right fist into the man's jaw.
Oliver suddenly feels a rope of some sort go around his neck, his back suddenly against a mans chest. He pulls as far away from him as possible, straining before swinging his head back and nailing the assailant in the nose. Getting immediate release, Oliver spins around to kick the guy in the chest knocking him onto his back.
It's so dark now he doesn't see the next branch before it hits him in the temple. Staggering he hears someone else cry out and groan, they're hitting one another in the dark. Turning he just manages to catch a fist before having someone take out the inside of his right calf.
'Oh shit...' goes through his mind before he's struck in the ribs with a foot, the back with a branch and he gets another fist to the nose. Feeling blood start to rush down his nose before falling onto his back, his head is spinning as he tries to get up but his side is hit again and again. He feels something give out with the last hit and crumples before feeling someone stomp onto the inside of his left thigh. Unable to hold it in he cries out and groans, rolling onto his side and then his hands and knees before someone heaves a rock onto his back causing him to collapse.
"Awwwe... did we put you out?" Someone mocks him before turning him onto his back.
"Not so tough now... are you mine Fuehrer?" His mind flashes to his wife, then thinks about how they'd find the stash and hurt her with it.
Feeling a fire burn within his chest he swings his head forward and catches the man in the forehead. Kicking out his leg he sends him up and over his head into a tree. Standing up he staggers as his head is bleeding from the hit to the temple, "bring it!" He challenges.
A branch hits him across the left bicep and forearm, he takes it quickly to yank it out of the guys hands and slam it into the man's throat. The guy falls to his knees gasping for breath.
Oliver feels a rock hit him in the chest, he spins the stick to deflect the next one into his friends face. Leaving one left, "I never wanted to fight you... I wanted you all to live in peace! I ended the war! I gave up everything I knew to the rebels... I was shot for my crimes!" Oliver says angrily as he walks up to the last guy.
"My wife and I are leaving... and if you stand in my way... I can't promise I won't kill you." The man drops the rock in his hand and walks away. Oliver turns around and feels his leg give out suddenly, falling to his knee he grimaced. "I have to finish the job," he feels blood go into his mouth from his nose and spits it out.
Climbing into the hide away, clutching at his ribs as he sets about destroying the rocks, gas, and the majority of the liquid. Save one package in its own lead lined case. He knows his wife won't feel it, tucking it into his back pocket before climbing out of the hide away. The men are still knocked out around him as he stumbles and staggers away.
Using his flashlight to guide him back home he notices his eye starts swelling and his breaths are coming in shorter. 'Okay so ribs fractured or broken... swelling eye... hopefully not a broken nose...' He notices he's suddenly walking sideways as he nears their home. 'Gash at my temple... bruising on chest... back... leg... arms... ah fuck it,' He rests his forehead against the front door. Taking slow, very slow deep breaths before turning the knob.
"Please... don't freak out... I defended myself this time," Oliver realizes after he's mumbling the last part as blood goes into his mouth still and he wipes his dirty tongue onto his forearm. Staggering into a nearby wall.
And she does freak out. She immediately starts to nurse him. She gets the medicine and bandages out. She starts wrapping his ribs attempting to set them. "You need medical attention. I cannot give it here. I can't mend bones. You have a lot of fractures."
Oliver sighs and gives her thumbs up, "I'll be okay... I've had worse... I think," he gives her a small smile.
"I can try to get hold of our Alex and see if she will help you."
He takes her hand gently, "you can try... but I suggest we leave as soon as possible... despite my condition. You aren't safe here," he looks at her seriously.
"I know. What happened to the kryptonite?"
He closes his eyes, "destroyed," resting his head.
"Okay. You stay here. I will see about finding Alex." She left him to rest. She flew off in search of her. She flies high enough where she is not seen but finds Alex in the rebel headquarters with her x ray vision. She swallows tracking her in the big building. She waits for her to be alone, then flies thru a window to see her.
"Don't freak out. I need your help." She put her hands up in surrender out to her sister.
Alex jumps, "the heck are you doing here?" She asks in a hushed tone, not wanting to alert everyone that her sister is there.
"Oliver was hurt by your people. I need your medical expertise."
She holds up her hands, "after all the chat I've been hearing, I'm not surprised," Alex turns to walk away. "You know they have wanted to arrest you since you've come back," she looks over her shoulder at her. "But I talked them out of it, despite everything... I will still look out for you." She lets out a slow deep breath, "now I'm going to bed."
"Please Alex! He needs help! We are planning on leaving. I want to live on a different Earth. Soon you will never see us again. But I need your help before we go."
Alex stops in her tracks, "just like that huh?" She turns and puts her hands into her pockets.
"He gave the rebels total control. Surrendered. Doesn't that mean anything to you? We both have changed. Your people chose to spare him. Now help him please!" She pleaded with her big sister. She proceeded to give her a long list of injuries.
She rubs her face, "okay... fine!" She says bitterly, "let me get my med kit... I'll be back... don't move," she instructs and goes to her lab and within a couple of minutes comes with a backpack on her.
"Thank you. I will fly you back. Hold on to my arms."
Alex does so, looking a little nervous about flying with her but trusting her.
She flew her back to their house; she carried her bridal style all the way back. Once landed she let go of Alex and showed her through the small entrance of his room. She pointed at the pained Oliver on the bed.
"The doctor is in." Alex tried for a joke. "I came to help. Will you allow me to examine you?"
Oliver looks up at her and nods, "yeah sure," he says in a scratchy voice, "tell me what you need me to do," he says ready to try to sit up.
"I need to examine you." She lifts this cover and sees his bandaged ribs. "It looks like she did a good job of taping your ribs. I have pain relievers for you. Take this medicine." She handed him 2 pills and a glass of water. She then checked his reflexes. How are they?
He sits up and takes the two pills, his left leg reacts but his right leg takes an extra hit to move a bit. "Want me to stand?" He offers and watches her work.
"Can you still stand?"
Oliver gives a small nod and forces himself to get up, taking deep breaths as he does so. "Anything else, just ask."
She checks his reflexes whole standing. "Can you walk? Or are you dizzy?"
She was happy about the taping well comment.
He presses his lips together tightly, concentrating, he takes a couple of steps but is obviously swaying and staggering. "I can walk a little," he says.
"OK it's as I thought. You have a concussion. You need bed rest. You don't be going anywhere for awhile."
Oliver looks at Alex and takes a seat, "can I talk to you privately?" He doesn't want to worry his wife with anything.
"Sure. Kara can you get me some towels Please? And ice too."
Kara frowned but did as asked.
"What is it?"
Hoping his wife isn't hearing, "please come with us... I can't stay here as there'll be more attacks... but I think you should come with us to Earth 38," he looks at her pleadingly.
"I can't there is another Alex there and Kara shouldn't either."
"Your sister is in danger here; if I go on my own she wants to be punished for her crimes. If they hid any kryptonite then they will have a firing squad like myself but they'll kill her. I'm not going to let that happen and I think you should see how an Earth looks without having being ruled for years like ours and then you can come back to this world. But if I stay they will attack with greater numbers on me and... I'm not going to make it," Oliver says and looks up as his wife comes into the room.
Kara came back with towels and ice. She wrapped the ice in the towels and handed them to Alex. She wrapped them around his head after getting him to lie back down
"You will need to stay on bed rest for a few days. No leaving anywhere for you two. "
"Still I can mess up things by having 2 of me there. Same goes with Kara. I don't recommend it. I can try to buy you more time. Take Kara in and place her under arrest. Push for life in prison and she can escape at some point. That will give you more time. If they have her they won't go after you."
"I am willing to do that for you to heal Oliver." Kara says.
"I have worked my way up with General Schott. He will consider listening to me." Alex says.
Oliver rubs his face with both hands, "I went on trial for the both of us for a reason... and they see her as a piece of meat," he bites out. Letting his hands drop, "we have to go and I'll be fine," he sits up looking determined.
"What do you mean a piece of meat? Are you talking experiments?" Kara asked biting her lower lip.
Oliver shakes his head slowly, "no... not experiments, the one called you a minks... a piece of meat is when a guy is suggesting sex," he groans and then lets out a growl.
"You can't move with that concussion. You have to stay down." Alex gently restrained him from leaving the bed.
"Listen to her Oliver don't make yourself worse."
"I can take care of myself. No one will do anything to me dear. And it is just until you heal. You know I will break out."
He looks up at Alex, "Kara needs you in her life," he looks at his wife before looking up at Alex again. "Please, consider just seeing Earth 38 for a couple of days with us. Or I'll pull out of my restraints."
"So if Kara buys you time we can then consider taking you to 38. But she and I should stay here. You are safe Oliver, she is not due to Supergirl and my Alex there. There is no other Oliver."
Oliver places his hands onto Alex's waist and lifts her into sitting next to him and no longer pinning him. Sitting up but not standing, "she wants me to start an all new life... she is my wife and by all accounts... your family too."
"I understand that but it isn't safe for us to be with our twins. It isn't our Earth."
Kara nodded. "I agree that's why I offered to stay here so he could go. But he refuses. So I thought maybe we could hide there without the DEO knowing.
"You can't hide Kara your Kryptonian signature will hit the minute you go. The DEO will know you are there.
Oliver sits shakes his head, "I'm not going anywhere without my family," he says firmly before feeling nausea start to hit him from this concussion. He lies back down and covers his mouth before having images of the Danvers sister's in the chamber and he covers his eyes with both palms. "It's not real... it's not real... it's not real," he whispers to himself as his emotions start to rise to the surface from the moments coming to his mind.
"I did not think of that." She hung her head and looked downcast.
Alex grabs a trash can. "Throw up in here" She hands it to him.
"You can't go anywhere Oliver you have to get better, let Kara turn herself in to buy you time. They know where you live and I can't protect you."
"General Scott is ruthless. I think I can avoid a firing squad though."
"Do they have kryptonite?" Kara asked frightened.
Alex nodded.
Oliver rolls over and starts heaving into the trash can, "I can't go anywhere in this mental state... all I can see are the Danver sisters dying on the rocks in the dungeon... and it makes me so angry," his face is going red. "I can't do anything to stop it!" He feels bile rise up as a knock comes to the door. His protective instinct kicking in, he stands up.
She was noticeably nervous.
"Stay down, I will get it." Kara told him bravely. Alex immediately hid in a closet.
Kara answered the door. She cracked it and saw a person. She looked at the person.
A man stands at the door in uniform for the rebels, "hello Kara Queen, I've got a report of there having been a fight. According to my witnesses your husband attacked four individuals in the woods," he says pulling out a notepad.
"No they attacked him!" She defended. "He is all broken in bed."
"May I please interview him?" He asks not fazed by her defending him.
"Please allow him to rest. They beat him up not the other way. You can take me in his place." She offered, "I know you want me anyway."
"No."
"Take me or leave. That is your option. I know your General wants me."
He shakes his head, "I'm only here about your husband and this assault," he watches her closely. "Ma'am..." he grips his notepad tightly.
"Then leave. You are not seeing him." She told him firmly
Oliver stands up, overhearing what's going on, "I'm not going to let them take her," he mutters and uses the wall as a guide.
"He is too injured to talk. Oliver stand back!" She gets between him and the cop. "You are not talking to him."
She sees him coming. She braces herself to keep the two apart.
The man holds his hand out, "Ma'am please..." he groans, "fine... if you want us to question you we will," he looks at Kara Queen in frustration.
Oliver puts a hand onto his wife, half to keep himself standing, half to try and make a point. "Sweetie... don't do this... please," he says as firmly as he can.
"I will go in his place. Stay here Oliver." She pushed him back just a little for emphasis. "I will go with them. You rest." She headed out the door with the police officer. "I mean it Oliver I will be fine. You stay put." She eyed him before closing the door and following the cop out.
Alex heard and puts a hand on his arm. "Let's get you back to bed. She will be fine. She's Kryptonian. They can't hurt her. And I don't see them using Kryptonite on her. After all she did go willingly."
Oliver shakes his head and walks with her, "this is my fault... I kept the Kryptonite!" He growls and finds himself having to force his leg to not buckle so he limps. "I went back to destroy it and they followed me," he looks at her before sitting on the bed. "It won't be safe for long for you either... not with your connection to Kara."
"I know. I will go with you. But you need time to heal. She is giving you that time."
So what do you think so far? We will eventually get back to Earth 38, a lot of challenges ahead for the Queens, we have nearly completed the story but I have a lot of editing to do haha. Until season 3 is over we won't have it done but rest assured... this isn't a short story.
-SLITH/LVEZ