Intro: The Arrow
Gordon was exhausted. He had been doing work all day and he was finally done. The amount of schoolwork today was absolutely insane! 3 big test, 5 things of homework and a lab to study about a partridge in a pear tree! He was done, finally, everyday he kept telling himself, it's going to get better one day, just keep on keeping on. There was one upside to this, a good nights sleep.
Gordon loved to dream, it was his favorite part of sleep. He dreamt he was the Arrow, his favorite TV show. Six armed men, all carrying military knives, surrounded him. He dropped the bow. If he was going to beat these guys he was going to show them up at the same time. Before he could even start he was wondering what was going on. He always wanted to drop the bow and fistfight, but his dreamscape never let him do it. He ran into the crowd like he always wanted to do. Except he always imagined he'd land a hit, but he missed, this wasn't right.
He looked down at his wrist, it stung, and he was FEELING something in a dream. This wasn't right, he looked down at his wrist, it was bleeding, he didn't know how he could bleed in a dream, but he did, he was cut. Gordon immediately regretted his choice to ditch the bow. He stunt rolled to the bow picked it up, and with his new-found super hero speed he notched and fired three arrows at three targets, all hitting their mark with extreme accuracy. One of the crooks assaulted from behind but Gordon was able to knock him down with a small explosive arrow.
The other two crooks began to run, and Gordon was okay with that. He had to figure out what in the world was going on. As he started pondering what possibly could've happened, a not flew down from what looked like thin air, it said room 8675 downtown Gotham, whatever was going on, he felt this was the source. Then, trying to be as super hero like as possible, he fired a grapple arrow at the nearest building and zip-lined away, Gordon hoped that whatever was happening to him, he could figure it out this room, maybe there were others like him, one thing was sure, Gordon really wanted to wake up now.
