The Reconstruction of Oliver Queen— The Kidnapping
Warnings: violence

One year prior to the kidnapping of Oliver.

"So," Ollie asked his friends in his office, "Let's see if we can put Lex back on the radar and try and get a handle on this problem."

"Not just Lex," Bruce spoke. Oliver nodded started clicking buttons on his computer.

"Your girl was seriously pissed." Warren spoke as he read a file.

"That's Chloe," Tony laughed " Plus, she also had a mind like a steal trap."

"Guys, the sooner we can get this done or at least in progress the sooner we can eat." Oliver pointed out. Bruce and Tony looked at each other and smiled.

"Damn that woman can cook," Bruce spoke and he also picked up a file.

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4 weeks prior to the kidnapping of Oliver Queen

Lex sat in the dark of his hotel suite, his blood was boiling. He had been running ragged trying to hide from the Batman The merry band of misfits was destroying his 33.1 facilities faster than he could put them up and faster than he could get his research out. He needed to find the identity of the Green Arrow and make him suffer, no suffer was a gentle word he wanted his demise to be an exquisite amount of pain. The hellion had dared to enter the lions den and steal, he would pay….dearly.

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"Mr. Queen," the reporter asked. "Is it true that you now have controlling shares of the Luthor Empire?"

"Yes, as of 20 minutes ago. Lex has been missing for some time. I saw a business opportunity and took it." He smiled.

Lex put his fist into the TV of his hotel room. He was sinking deeper and deeper into his rage, no longer rational; he needed to start moving forward or he would loose himself to his rage.

2 Weeks Later

"You're certain?" he spoke to the man in the shadows. Lex's smile was lethal and made the man in the shadows fidget, he had spent huge amounts of money to find the answers that he was seeking.

"Yes,"

"Absolutely delicious," his rage now had a focus. "You've done well; your money is in your account, forget me and your errands or you'll have a place right along side my very soon to be captured specimen."

"Understood." The man disappeared from the room without a sound. Lex picked up his cell phone and called his pilot, he needed to get to Gotham as soon as possible.

Within the hour Lex was on his way to Arkham asylum. His target had high profile friends, and the best way to fight them is too use their enemies. The helicopter landed in the outskirts of the campus. One of his body guards snuck into the facility and snagged one Dr. Crane. A twisted and malevolent psychopath, Crane would be the perfect edition to his team of destruction.

Crane was still bound in his straight jacket as he sat across from Luthor in the expensive chopper.

"You don't have an appointment with Dr. Crane," he spoke. "He's currently out of the office; please call his secretary in the morning."

"Can it, nut job." Lex spoke. "I know that you can fool the staff at the asylum, but you can't fool me." The wildness left the Dr.'s eyes as he studied the man in the sat across from him.

"Well, what is it that you want that has you risking the wraith of the bat?" he spoke.

"I need your skills, I have a pet project I'm working on," Lex smirked. "If it's successful, you can buy your own revenge on the bat, deal?"

"Tell me what you want, and then we'll see."

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"Jimmy, how could you?" Chloe fumed into the phone at the article in the paper announcing their engagement.

"What gorgeous, you said yes, I wanted to tell the world?"

"As I recall I didn't give you an answer, I asked for you too hold onto the ring until I got back. Besides, telling the world is one thing, broadcasting it to the universe was another thing!" She bit. She was livid. She hadn't had the opportunity to tell Oliver that she and Jimmy had gotten that serious. She wanted to break the news to him, she didn't want for him to find out this way.

"Why?" he got angry back and slammed his hand on his desk. "Is it because of him?" He retorted. Chloe's breath could be heard in harsh puffs over the phone. "Are you still in love with him?"

"Kiss my ass Jimmy. Are you so insecure that you have to drag in my past? When you grow up let me know. I have to go; I have a bus to catch." She hung up on him. Jimmy tossed his phone against the wall, shattering it to pieces. He regretted his words, but who was he kidding he could never compete with Oliver Queen.

A cleaning man in the news room spotted the argument and watched with a keen interest. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket to report to his superiors.

Later that day, a letter was delivered to Jimmy; he knew the insignia and went to the restroom to read it in private.

"Well played, I really didn't think you had it in you. You will get what you want and I will get what I want. Check your account for your deposit. A new phone will be delivered tonight, be ready to answer the call, your soul now belongs to me."

Jimmy wanted to vomit, what had he gotten himself into. He wanted Oliver Queen out of the way for he and Chloe, and he may have just given himself to evil to get it.

One week later

"Gentleman, I appreciate you meeting me here," Lex spoke to the room dwarfed in shadow. Lex was in the light like some sort of sadistic God father. "I've recruited all of you for your special skills." He smirked. "Everything from leading scientists, doctors, psychologists, and muscle." Lex hit a button on his computer and a screen lowered from the ceiling. "This man, has been a thorn in my side for far to long. A man with a penchant of do gooding." He hit a button and there was a split screen of Oliver Queen and Green Arrow. "I've been trying to develop the perfect soldier to protect us from the flying menace Superman. I still believe that he is the front line in an impending invasion." There were chuckles in the room. Lex hit a button and the chair that was occupied with a laughing member of the team of evil, began to buzz then smoke as the man was burned to a crisp. "Any one else want to laugh?" the room was silent. "This man has spent years intruding into my mission, well studying him, he would be the most suitable specimen for a new soldier, a super soldier if you will. He's physically fit and the drugs I have concocted will only enhance his genetics."

"When do we start sir?" Some one piped in.

"3 days time, his cell is nearly completed. It's a well hidden location that even our flying friend couldn't find. The extraction team is in place, when you're needed in my experiment you will be notified by phone. Ignoring my call could prove to be hazardous to your health. You are all dismissed," he pressed another button and the table and chairs and his guests were lowered like an elevator out of the room.

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It was Friday and Oliver had had a crappy day. They had all been crappy since he read the Chloe had gotten engaged. That phrase, ' you snooze you loose,' echoed in his head. He entered his penthouse late; the in fighting from Lex Corp. was agonizing. It was like trying to juggle jello to get those adults to come to any decisions. He set his brief case down, tossed his jacket aside and went to the wet bar. He was just about to pour a drink when his phone rang.

"Hello…..helllooooo" he spoke and no one answered. He hung up the phone and set it in his pocket. He picked up the scotch when he heard a crash in his green arrow room. He set the bottle down and very cautiously walked toward the room. He opened the door slowly, there was no one there.

"God I'm paranoid," he spoke out loud.

"Not really but you will be soon," A voice spoke from behind him as a needle was jabbed into the muscle of his arm and then the world went black.

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Oliver Queen laid on a cot, in a brick and mortar cell, an old bomb shelter, well hidden from the rest of the world. A few cloaked figures stood on the side of a two way mirror, watching and waiting for the man that had been sedated to wake up.

Jimmy stood in the back of the room as the first round of torture began; the boss had said that samples needed to be taken. He was forced to watch, to bare witness to evil being inflicted on a man. Even if he could get away, he was elbows deep in this. Hearing the man in the small room with the exam table scream would haunt him to his dying day. He'd never heard anyone scream like their soul was being ripped from their body. He had been left to stand guard one time, and nearly developed enough conscience to go and help the man escape, until he heard.

"Chloe, please, Chloe."

"Still sedated and tortured and he calls for her," A voice spoke from around him, echoing from everywhere. "Just imagine if she came back that they would be cozy together and you would be nothing, not even a blip on her radar. He would win and you would loose."

"No!"

"Really?" he spoke and a voice recording began to play.

"Hey Ollie, it's me, I'm sorry I had to do this over the phone, but I got sent on assignment right away. Look about me and Jimmy, I'm sorry, I never meant for you to find out that way. In fact, we technically aren't engaged. Look, lets catch up and talk when I get back, ok, talk to you soon." BEEP.

"NO!" Jimmy yelled as the message began to play again. "Make it stop!"

"Tell me what you want," the voice taunted.

"MAKE IT STOP!" he shouted louder.

"What do you want?"

"Make him suffer, make him pay for taking her away from me!" he shouted as his emotions over took him.

"Very nice," the voice spoke, "Watch and see what your hate can do." Jimmy was forced forward toward the glass. Oliver was again on the torture table and this time as the experiments were being done, Jimmy couldn't hold onto his lunch he vomited all over the front of himself.