The darkness was welcoming. A cool dream. A bright light, then nothing but my own fear. Cold blood rushing to my head, I gave up the will to struggle. I welcomed the darkness, and within seconds I could feel my body hitting the wet asphalt, drifting into the pain. Finding an odd comfort in the way it lulled me to a heightened rest.
"THEA", Oliver's tear chocked cry was the last thing before everything went dark.
Third-person POV
The rain pattered slowly along the tarmac. The loud clap of thunder forced Oliver's heart into his throat. Seeing Slade tauntingly drag Thea's unconscious body across the slick asphalt made his blood boil. Rage bubbling in his stomach, poring out of his heart and making his heart ache with overcome pain. The blast had left him with a twisted knee, making it difficult to walk. His eyebrows pressed together, forming lines along his forehead. His feat moving beneath him, charging after the Australian.
His loud, baratone footsteps echo amongst the puddles, forcing Slade to notice his incoming enemy.
"Ah, so ready to die are we?" Slade drops Thea, squaring up to a fast approaching Oliver. "I guess it's your lucky day." A grin pressing his crooked face.
Oliver throws punch after punch, striking Slade time after time. A left cross, right cross, stepping into his sheild with each calculated movement. Slade, awkwardly blocking punches, continues to stay on the offensive side. Oliver can feel his emotions taking a hold of his emotions. Muscles aching from the fight, he begins to fall, his technique slowly slipping. Before Oliver could take his remaining energy and fight back, Slade makes his move, knocking him down the puddles.
A loud thud echos through the night as Slade knocks Oliver to the ground.
"Agh", Oliver grunts from pain, his knee hot and burning.
"So naive", Slade taunts. "What were you expecting Oliver? I have been planning this day for years now, since you left me to die in that cage in 'purgatory'", Slade circles him, not noticing a waking Thea behind him.
Oliver gathers himself, limping to his already weakened stance. "Thea had nothing to do with that! Take me, hurt me, not her", his words stinging his own throat as they coarse out.
Slade laughs, only pushing Oliver closer to the edge. "I've studied you, noticed how you hurt. I could torture you, but thats not how you feel pain." He shoves his hands nonchalantly into his coat pockets, letting Oliver put two and two together.
But before Oliver could even try to respond, Slade is jolted forward skidding straight to the ground. Thea, standing over him, a look in her eyes Oliver has never seen before. Something, deadly.
Thea's POV
It's cold, cold enough to feel my skin turn to gooseflesh, moving its way up my wet arms. I want to open my eyes, but my head is pounding, and keeping them closed might just save me from a scary reality. Then something else. As the noise fades back in, the soft noise of the rain pour hits the ground around me. My vision blurs as I drag my eyes open, the light pouring in. I wince in pain, feeling a surge of cold blood pour into my body. A cool stream of blood has decorated my clothes, leaving them blotched with the color of ivory red.
I sit up, trying to re-gain my bearings. The world was spinning- lines, colors, and shapes blurring together lightly. I can now hear Oliver and Slade trading punches a good 10-feet away from me. It blurry but I can tell Oliver is starting to loose. They trade punches for a few more long seconds before a blurry Slade knocks him down. They are now arguing, most of it drowned away by the rain, but I knew Slade was going to kill him. I had to do something. So I push away the pain and spring into action. I leap to my feet, running at Slade's back.
My foot connects with his tailbone, as I send him straight to the ground in front of Oliver.
"Thea!" Oliver yelps, but I don't listen to anything else he has to say.
Now hovering over Slade, I forget that surging pain in my head from earlier. My anger coarsing hot, boiling, regretful blood through my veins. I throw punch after punch, turning his face to a sweet blood color, my fists painted the same way.
It's hard to remember when I lost control but I could see Slade shifting to something in his pocket. I must've been so consumed with rage, I wanted to see him die. I wished to see him laying there lifeless, never able to hurt me again. I failed to notice the knife he was holding, and before I could knock him out, the blade connected with my stomach.
Then everything goes cold, colder than before. I can't remember what I was doing, I was so overtaken with rage, with my anger, with blood-lust... I fall back reeling into the pavement, hands gripping the handle of the knife. I look up to see something I thought I would've never seen painted across Slade's stubbly face.
Fear...
I can see him running into the distance, shouting something to Oliver. I can't hear, everything has flooded away. I can feel the thin cold water below me turn to a warm thick.
I drop back, looking into the sky. The beautiful stars make me feel at peace, there endless mysteries lull me away, or maybe it's the blood loss. I couldn't care less. A soft hand touches my shoulder, and I look to see Oliver. He is kneeling beside me, looking my body up and down with hard confusion and concern. Everything was starting to blur together in a foggy haze.
His voice jolted me awake, picking me up onto his lap. "Hey- Hey, Thea, stay awake for me, ok? Just don't fall asleep", His ice blue eyes watering slightly.
I tried to choke out words, telling him I was alright, but the pain in my head came flooding back. "Agh", I ground my teeth in tight circles, biting away the pain. I couldn't control it. I wanted to stay awake, but the darkness grabbed me by the leg and pulled me into it.
And then, I was gone, drifting in a silent dream.
Oliver's POV
"Thea!" I yell, trying to stop her, but she leaps on top of Slade, beating his face to a pulp. "Stop Thea, JUST STOP!" I don't think she can hear me. Then that feeling rushes over me. That feeling of panic.
The silver of the blade catches the light of the tarmac, glinting from Slade's hand.
"SLADE NO-", but before I could make a fleeting attempt at talking him down, the knife went straight into Thea's stomach.
I look to find Slade scurrying away from her... Afraid, and it was almost scary. He gave me a look and covered his weakness with a blunt threat. "I'll be back for her", he jogged off to the black SUV parked adjacent to the fight and drove away.
I didn't try to run after him, it wasn't even a thought. I find myself standing in shock for a few short moments... I can't help but stand there, still in shock, and shake with fear. Slade was afraid of Thea, and he had every reason to be, she had gone completely postal on him.
Wait... Thea!, It all floods back.
I skid to her side, wanting so badly to just pick her up and bring her somewhere safer than this place. I hesitate for a moment before dialing 9-1-1.
The tone takes a few moments to go through before I hear a quick response on the other side. "9-1-1, what is your-"
"Send an ambulance to the private wing of the airport, hangar B, please hurry", I cut the lady off, hanging up and hoisting Thea up onto my lap.
"Hey- hey Thea, stay awake for me, ok? Just don't fall asleep", I can feel it. The tears, the pain, I could've prevented this, but I didn't. I failed her.
"Agh", she clenches her eyes together, wincing in unimaginable pain. I reach for her hand, gripping it tightly.
She looks up into the night sky, and her eyes gently close. "Thea... THEA, hey wake up! Don't fall asleep, Thea!" I shake her but she doesn't wake. That was it, I was done waiting. I scoop her into my arms carrying her closer to the road.
Red and blue lights paint the wet road as the ambulance finally arrives. Screeching to a fast stop, multiple paramedics take Thea into the back of the ambulance. My heart was pounding so hard, I never let go of her hand, I wasn't going to leave her.
No, not yet.
It's all ruined now. Everything. I should've intervened I should've done something... This was my fault. I saw the knife but I was so shocked by her... Bloodlust, that I caught it too late. Now my little sister was in pain for something I did! I was going to kill Slade, I was going to watch him bleed for this.
I'm coming for you Slade, I think to myself, as the paramedics rush us to the hospital.
AN: I had an idea originally in mind for this chapter, but as I started to write I went a WHOLE different direction with it; Gonna try more of the third person veiw so I'm not having to replay events over and over through a different characters POV. Felicity, Digg, Roy, and Laurel are in the next chapter, so look forward to some upcoming pairings ;)