Disclaimer: Same as previous chapter
AN: Oliver Queen at this point in time was a bully at the Academy.
Chapter one
Three months later Andrew wasn't sure about the Academy, he liked the place but the rich kids weren't very nice or at least a few of them weren't, was it really just because he was best friends with Lex Luthor? He had found out that they had had things in common and Lex looked like he needed a friend along with Duncan but he noticed that they weren't as cruel to him as they were to Lex.
And then there was Bruce Wayne; the man that he was surprised to find out had little friends here but he wasn't picked on like Lex or Duncan were but maybe that was because he was rich and powerful, Lex told him that the Wayne fortune easily dwarfed the Luthor fortune but as Luthorcorp's finances were bound in Metropolis so was the Wayne fortune bound in the City of Gotham, Bruce was super nice though they didn't speak much but he always helped out if he saw that Andrew needed it and he did help him get used to the school.
Truthfully Andrew couldn't figure it out, it couldn't be because he was bald, that wasn't right, but maybe it was because he was as young as Lex was a year or two older than him.
Andrew was walking with them as they talked about comics like those Warrior Angel comics, he hadn't read it because he liked other comics, he looked up in confusion when he saw one of the bullies, umm, Alden push Duncan and the boss, Oliver, who was never far from them, grabbing the comic and Lex tried to get it back.
Bruce blinked as he wandered the halls of Excelsior Academy and he frowned, he had been keeping an eye on Andrew as he was worried because Andrew didn't come from money like everyone else and Queen's crew could be very cruel like they were with Duncan Allenmeyer, it disgusted him but he knew Andrew had actually befriended Lex and Duncan but Queen's group were too afraid to torment Andrew because Queen did not wish to test Bruce's patience.
He heard a hammering sound and he walked to the machine shop, he was kinda surprised they kept it around, he saw Andrew hammering a piece of glowing metal, Andrew then nodded and cooled it down.
Bruce watched curiously in the darkened room as Andrew's hammering created brief flashes of light, Bruce saw Andrew's shadow and nodded.
As Andrew looked at the metal he hammered he walked to a smelter and Bruce watched him pour molten metal into the molds, it was interesting but what was he making?
Andrew nodded and as he began the cooling process he picked the metal pieces up with his gloves, put on a wielding mask and began wielding the pieces together and Bruce waited until he was done.
Bruce said, "Andrew?"
"Oh, hello Mr. Wayne, how's it going?" Andrew asked, "Umm, oh, I didn't wake you up, did I?"
Bruce looked at the metal and said, "Can I?"
Andrew nodded and Bruce picked it up and said, "It's a gauntlet?"
"Yeah," Andrew said as he put some goggles and took the gauntlet back from Bruce and began to work on the individual pieces and said, "Ah, there we are." He put the gauntlet on, he flexed the fingers and he said, "Oh wow, it works, it moves."
Bruce smiled and said, "This is a good reproduction of a gauntlet."
"It's not a reproduction, I'm just not done with it yet," Andrew said, "I have to add it to the other pieces."
Andrew walked over and he added the gauntlet to some other metal pieces on the table and Andrew said, "So, did you know that Oliver ripped Duncan's comic apart? It's not like Duncan can afford to go to get another comic. I don't know why they hate Lex and Duncan so much?"
"Lionel Luthor," Bruce said, "He has a long shadow and he and the Queens, before their demise, had been enemies," Even though he met with them occasionally he knew little other than that, "I have theories about their deaths."
Andrew nodded and said, "Well they shouldn't equate Lex with his father just because his father's a big meanie."
"Meanie?" Bruce chuckled, "Andrew, "meanie" doesn't even begin to describe him."
Andrew nodded and Bruce suddenly became aware that Andrew was wielding some other pieces of metal and adding some technology on to the gauntlet as well. Andrew picked it up and he said, "It's done," and Andrew put on the gauntlet and pressed a button on the side which made some blue and white lights glow and Bruce heard a humming sound. Andrew looked at a cinderblock and he suddenly punched through the block, Bruce heard Andrew scream out in pain as the lights turned red and he pulled the armour off and looked at Andrew's arm.
Andrew sobbed and Bruce said, "It's broken, didn't this gauntlet have any shock absorbers?" Andrew nodded and Bruce looked at the gauntlet and mused that it could be sized to fit his arm and hand, he put it on and punched through another block and said, "Ah, Andrew, this design is good but I never seen you in the gym Andrew."
"Oh, umm, I hate gym," Andrew said, "I've never been good at it."
"This technology requires you to be fit and you need to work out," Bruce said, "Not now of course but after the bone knits."
Andrew nodded and Bruce took him by the hand to the infirmary where Bruce began to take care of him, Andrew looked at him as Bruce set his arm and said, "Won't we need a cast?"
"Yes," Bruce said, "We will, I know how to do that and you will need to take it easy for the next couple of weeks, I'm going to hide that arm piece of yours, no telling what the wrong person could do with it."
Andrew nodded as Bruce walked out and he saw the nurse walk in, the woman smiled kindly and fixed his arm into a cast as Bruce ran back to the machine shop, he picked the device up and frowned; it was rough but if it was fine-tuned, what could it do for humanity: rescue workers being able to lift pieces of rubble out of the way, this could do wonders and he saw it could do against humanity.
As he looked around he realized that he had to make sure it didn't fall into the wrong hands so he put it in his room and locked the door, he walked back and saw Andrew in a cast and nodded.
The nurse said, "He'll be like that for a few days, it wasn't a bad break."
Bruce breathed deeply in relief and he said, "Come Andrew, I believe it's time for breakfast."
Andrew smiled and said, "Okay Mr. Wayne."
They walked to the main area and Bruce saw Lex and Duncan sitting in a corner, he pitied both of them as he could tell that Lex was a target, other than Andrew and Duncan Lex had no friends, he was reclusive; very smart but prone to fits of sadness and psychological issues. Bruce frowned, Lex's father seemed to spoil him, lavishing him with gifts which made it worse.
Andrew, ironically, was the most normal one in that trio but Bruce thought, 'Not anymore,' as he saw Queen walk to them with Alden and Geoffrey and he glared at them, he knew that Alden and Geoffrey had a particular anger towards Andrew and Duncan as they believed that only the rich should be here but they were Queen's servants, nothing more nothing less.
Oliver was an enigma; he feared Bruce Wayne, he hated Lex and Duncan but he only lumped Andrew with the two other boys because Andrew befriended them over a mutual love of comics or so Andrew had told him and other things. Oliver looked up and Bruce saw him look at Andrew's broken arm.
"So," Oliver said, "How'd the little moron break his arm?"
Andrew looked up and saw Oliver back away from Bruce and Lex said, "So Andrew, how'd you break your arm?"
"Umm, in the machine shop," Andrew said, "I was tinkering and, umm, the thing I created kinda backfired on me."
Bruce frowned and said, "It'll be better soon as it was a clean break."
"Oh, umm, thank you," Andrew said, "For helping me out there. Oh god, the thing I made.
"It's safe," Bruce said, "But be careful, okay? I'll talk to you later."
Oliver frowned three months and he didn't pick on Lex's little friend because of Wayne's protection, Lex and Duncan were his pals but Wayne watched him, maybe they were closer? No, Wayne was like granite: cold and not very warm.
"Geoffrey, Alden," he said, "Let's find out more about Stark, I'm curious about him now that Wayne seems protective of him. Anyone know why he's here but not rich?"
"Oh," Alden said, "He won that scholarship. Dad hates it, he says it gives the common folk the wrong idea; Excelsior should be exclusively for us."
Oliver frowned and said, "Tonight we'll find out because I think the tests are really hard to pass."
That night after everyone was asleep Oliver and his buddies made their way to the offices where the student records were kept, Oliver sighed as he looked at Alden who was picking the lock and said, "Hurry up, you never know when the staff might come back and get us in trouble."
They got in and Oliver looked at the file cases and sighed, "Okay, ah, here's Starks personal information."
"Oh my!" Alden said, "I figured he was smart but this is unexpected, look."
Oliver looked at the file with a raised eyebrow and said, "So that's why; he's got a very keen intellect and vast raw untapped potential, there's pamphlets here for MIT and other schools; they're trying to headhunt him already."
Geoffrey frowned and said, "Do you think Lex is trying to him into daddy's pocket? I mean he could be sought after by anyone with a brain."
Oliver suddenly smirked and said, "A genius huh? Lex's a genius but I'd like to make friends with Andrew more."
"One thing," Alden said, "He hates our guts, we bully his worthless buddies, we've called him names and if it wasn't for Wayne protecting him he'd be hating us even more."
"I can charm my way anywhere," Oliver said, "The boy will be my best friend soon enough."
In his room Bruce looked at the gauntlet and he frowned, he would have to train Andrew to use this device and maybe temper his wish to cause Oliver pain, Oliver Queen was a simple bully and any actions could jeopardise his future here so he's going to train Andrew and maybe curb his need to lash out.
He'd do his best to help Andrew.
TBC
I will be having some Sunnydale characters appearing soon, who would you like to see?
Should Andrew's friendships with Lex and Bruce survive after leaving the school?
Will Oliver be able to befriend Andrew?
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