Hey guys! Last chapter was kind of slow sorry….But this chapter is going to be long and interesting, I guess! I'm also going to have this in Oliver's point of view partially! Review Review Review!
"Again," Oliver demanded as I pulled the arrow back with a new bow he got me. It's been a month and a half since the shooting, and I've been seeing Oliver and being treated by him ever since. My shoulder was almost back to normal now, so fighting and shooting became easier. Oliver continued to train me frequently; after school, on the weekends, and some days I would miss school to be with him. I shot my last arrow and it landed in the dead center of the target. Finally. "Good," he praised, "You can go get cleaned up and I'm gonna take you out for some coffee." I nodded and walked over to the 'bathroom.' It was really nothing but a room with a sink and a shower. I took a quick shower and pulled on my clothes and walked out to Oliver. He was better dressed now, in casual clothing. We headed out of the Queen Industries building and got in the car. As Oliver drove, I asked, "So what's the occasion?" He shrugged and replied, "Just to have a break. We've been training a lot lately." I nodded and took a deep breath and sat back on the leather seat of the car, relaxing. We finally pulled up to the small coffee shop and stepped out of the car. We were about fifteen feet away from the building before it exploded. Because of the explosion, Oliver and I were blown back and were slammed into the concrete ground. I smacked my head on the pavement and had trouble seeing. "Oliver…?" I said weakly. I could barely think straight but I knew everyone in that building was dead. I was too weak to move. There was a ringing in my ears. In fact, I couldn't even here anything. Suddenly, a black car drove up to the building and two men got out of the car. They came straight towards me. I started to panic but I couldn't move. I was in so much pain I couldn't fight them even though they picked me up and are taking me to their car. I started screaming for Oliver for as much as I could, but it was no use. I screamed until I was too weak to do anything. Too weak to even stay awake. And then, everything went black.
OLIVER'S POINT OF VEIW
I stood up, barely able to walk, and searched for Hazel desperately. I could barely here her screaming my name, and I knew it was her. "Hazel!" I yelled. Nothing. As some of the smoke cleared up I saw two men take her into a black car with seriously tinted windows. I tried to stumble over to the car to get her but it was too late. When they drove off a couple of papers flew out of the car. My posture slumped down. They had driven off with my everything.
I stumbled back to my car and actually didn't drive after Hazel; I was too weak to fight anyway. Instead I drove off to the Queen Industries and went down in to get better. My hearing was still off, I still couldn't see completely straight, and my neck ached. I drank a lot of water and put on different clothes. I didn't have any evidence of the men that took Hazel, so I went to the crime scene to gather some. I knew that police would already be there, and they were, and I walked up to one and asked, "What happened?" He replied simply, "Someone set up an explosion for a specific time. We don't know who, or why, but we're gonna find out." When he walked away, I went under the police tape and onto the ground of the explosion. I found nothing for about five minutes, but then suddenly a piece of paper caught my eye. It was one of the papers that flew out of the car. I picked it up and read:
Hunt Multinational. Owner: Adam Hunt. Located: Starling City.
My eyes widened. Adam Hunt! He's one of the men on my father's list he left me! But why did they need Hazel? I narrowed my eyes. I'm going to get her back. No matter what it takes.
HAZEL'S POINT OF VEIW
I opened my eyes and found myself in a dark room, chained to a wall. I moaned and rubbed my head. Then, everything that happened rushed back into my memory. The explosion, getting captured, blacking out. The giant steel door opened up in the front of the room, and a bald man and three security guards walked in. "Hazel Grey," the bald one said, "My name is Adam Hunt—" I interrupted him with, "I don't care who you are. I want to know what I'm doing here." He glared at me, "No introduction? Fine. I'll skip to the point." I rolled my eyes and waited for him to begin. "You are a friend of Oliver Queen, yes?" Oh no. Oh no! Please don't tell me he knows Ollie's secret. I just continued to glare at him. "Well," he continued, "Oliver will be following in his father's footsteps and the Queen Industries will progress won't they?" I started to grow confused. So what? Oliver is going to have a giant business. "Who cares?" I said rudely. He ignored my comment and went on, "Oliver will make a lot of money! And we can't have that can we?" "So why am I here?" I snapped. "Mr. Queen cares for you so much, Ms. Grey. So he will do anything to get you back. Including handing the Queen business over to me." I laughed. I said through my laughter, "You really think Oliver Queen is going to hand over the business that runs this city to you for just one girl? Yeah, right!" Adam Hunt seemed furious. I was actually very shocked. An entire business for just me? That's the silliest thing I've ever heard. Hunt and his men walked out of the room and slammed the door shut with that. I just sat in my tower locked away waiting for my green prince to come and save me.
A few hours later I felt like I was dying of thirst and one security guard came in with water. It was just him so now was my chance. I punched him in the stomach and brought his head down on my knee. He was out like a light. I grabbed his gun, tazer, and even his bulletproof vest. I did not want to get shot again. I was way too lucky the first time I was shot. I took a sip of what was left in my water and quietly headed out of my cell. I didn't really care about finding out more about Adam Hunt, but to get out and get him discovered. I walked down a hall and two security guards came down snickering at me and one said, "This will be easy." And the other said, "She won't even shoot!" I shot both of them in the arm and leg. I grabbed both of their guns and stuffed them on my sides. "Not so easy now, huh?" I said. I continued walking quickly and noticed a door out, and, of course, it was locked, but I stood back and shot the lock off. I busted out quickly and looked around at my surroundings. There was another building next to me, but I had no idea what building it was. I didn't ever care where I was. I fired the rest of the bullets I had in my first gun in the air to draw attention. Cops should be here in minutes to check out what happened. I dropped my first gun and sprinted in one direction. I continued running and running and running. Finally, I hit more life. People, cars, and populated buildings surrounded me. I was a mess. My hair tangled up, sweat covering my entire body, and I'm pretty sure I smelled really bad. I asked a woman that walked next to me, "Excuse me? Yes, um, where am I?" She replied will a sweet smile, "My dear, your are on the west side of Starling City." Great. Oliver is on the east side. "I don't need to be rude ma'am, but may I borrow your phone? I am a cross country runner and lost my team during the run," I said as I gestured to my sweaty body. She nodded and handed me her phone. I dialed Oliver's number. He had told me to memorize it, just in case. Thank God I did. He answered the phone and said, "Hello?" I was filled with relief and said, "Oliver? It's me, Haze—""Hazel!" he exclaimed excitedly, "Where are you?!" `I mashed my lips together, "On the west side of Starling." I could practically here him nodding, "I'll be there in five minutes. Where exactly are you?" I asked the nice woman for the zip code for this place and she told me, gladly. I told Oliver and we hung up and he was on his way. I felt like a lost little girl, crying out to her mom for help. I did feel helpless, other than the fact that I had two guns on my waist. I thanked the woman and she smiled and walked away. I walked over to a restaurant and sat in one of the outside chairs and waited for Ollie to show up.
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