Feeling the slightest of breezes blowing across the area causing her long white hair to flow freely with the wind with her right hand firmly grasping a small knife attached to her belt a pair of deadly eyes can be seen constantly glancing around her surroundings for the slightest movement coming from the ground below as she stands hidden in the shadows on top of a nearby building.
Eyes that are telling a story. Eyes that are radiating nothing but anger. Nothing but rage for the report she had received. A report that has quickly made her take action.
The report of her former mentor Zhishan had been killed. A report that has only made a thirst for vengeance take over her thoughts. Make her emotions take control for the very first time in a long time.
Emotions not many thought she had possessed. Emotions nobody ever saw her displaying. Not during any mission. Not during any sort of meeting. Not even when she was committing a clean kill.
But now. Now they were on full display. Now she was wearing them on her sleeve. Now she wanted what her heart truly wanted. Her drive for vengeance. Her thirst to have her revenge.
To avenge her mentor's death. To watch as the coward who had attacked her mentor beg and plead for mercy. Mercy she would make sure not to give. Make sure that their suffering would last. No quick deaths. No clean kills. Only vengeance.
Vengeance for the very same man that had once a long time ago saved her life. A debt she would repay years down the line. And it all started from a simple encounter.
An encounter that would forever change her life. Change the moment she saw him coming through the front door. Change when she had witnessed him sneaking through the house to execute not only her abusive father but her mother as well.
A moment she would never forget. Never forget the moment she watched as her father slowly bleed out on the cold ground. Slowly watched as the life faded from his eyes. A moment she had wished to happened for years.
Wished to see ever since he laid his hands on her. Ever since he had struck her for simply acting like a child. An act that would continue throughout the years even under her mother's eye. The same mother that would cower just like she did when her father would arrive home in a foul mood.
A sight that only made ever more fear creep into her mind each and every single day. Fear that had drastically started to change her appearance. Made what some called a wave of beautiful autumn brown hair turn pure white.
A change that had led to one of the most important moments in her life. The moment she decided to take a stand. The moment she had finally snapped. Finally snapped on one of her classmates that had constantly picked on her for her hair color using one of school pens driving home the point that she was not a force to mess with.
The moment her training would truly begin. The moment she had dyed her hair completely white before she started the first phase of her training with none other than her savior.
A savior that she had last seen briefly an hour ago laying on a medical examiner's table inside of a body bag along with a few other men that she had briefly met a few times before.
A man that she would always respect. A man that she would be eternally grateful to. A man that she would make sure was avenged.
And that is what has lead her to this moment. The moment of staring down at his former restaurant from the shadows looking for any signs of life nearby that might alert the authorities of her presence.
Looking for the slightest sign of any police officer in the area. A sign that she had seen the previous few hours. Hours of watching as wave after wave of officers entered inside of the restaurant. Wave after wave of officers contaminating the scene.
A scene she has been waiting patiently to get into. Patience that was slowly running thin. Patience that she had been trained to have a never ending supply of. But this was different. This was personal.
Glancing around not hearing anybody in sight slowly emerging from the shadows without any hesitation leaping down from her spot White emerges down onto the ground with a small thud as her feet hit the ground before slowly rising up from her kneeling position White makes her way over towards the entrance door of the restaurant.
Reaching into her pocket as she glances over her shoulder to look around to see nobody in sight retracting her hand as she silently lock picks the door until the silent click echoes through the air silently turning her wrist White opens up the door to see nothing but pure darkness.
Pocketing the lockpick slowly reaching back as she retrieves a small flashlight attached from her belt to only shine the light into the restaurant to find yellow police line right in front of her ducking underneath the tape slowly White emerges inside making sure to close the entrance door behind herself.
Shining the light through the restaurant as she slowly moves forward through the restaurant remembering every detail she had seen in the medical examiner's report just as she comes up towards the back of the restaurant coming to a halt slowly White shines her flashlight through the area as she replays the report in her mind finding it to be accurate.
A small fight had taken place. Or what looked as though it was a fight. To her it seemed more like an ambush. And the evidence was right there in front of her eyes. Blood splattered all across the walls as though a man had his throat being slit.
Broken fragments of a table seen all across the small area that looked as though the table had been flipped over before a few of the men met their demises.
And then there was the spot. A small stained spot a little ways from the wall. Her mentor's final resting place. And she could picture how it came to this.
Picture how someone that was unknown to him had walked into the restaurant. How he had let his guard down for just a split second allowing the opportunity for this unknown murder to strike.
Allow this unknown being to gain the advantage. An advantage that she could never get on him until years after training vigorously with him. A sign of weakness that cost him dearly.
But as for the others? As for the others she could see holes in the examiner's report. This wasn't just a simple shooting. This wasn't just by some random street thug. No this was done by a trained professional. This was done by an assassin.
And the evidence was right there in front of her eyes. The stab wounds. The pinpoint gunshot wounds to the each of the victim's heads. The killing of an innocent waiter to cover their tracks.
The clear sign of a trained professional. But who was this professional? Even who is the professional working for? Answers that she wanted. Answers she would get before she watched the life fade away from their eyes.
Releasing the bags in her hands down to the ground with a thud as she lets out a happy sigh Laurel can't help but smile brightly as she emerges further inside of her hotel room heading in the direction of a small patio overlooking a small beach that had passed on by before slowly as she stands outside on the patio Laurel's smile widens as she takes in the view.
A beautiful view. A view that very few have been fortune enough to ever witness. The view of the entire beach just below. The view of the waves from the ocean splashing across the sand as a few young men and women are out seen in the distance surfing the waves.
Dropping their bags down at the foot of the bed as he turns his attention towards the patio to see Laurel standing outside staring off into the distance with a smile across her face as her long blonde hair flows freely with the wind a smile forms across Oliver's face before slowly he makes his way over towards her.
Gently wrapping his arms around her from behind as he sees Laurel's smile widening leaning down Oliver gently kiss the side of Laurel's neck causing him to hear her letting out a moan as she leans back into his embrace before gently he rests his head against her own.
" We're finally here."
With her smile only widening as she leans her head down to peck Oliver on the cheek slowly Laurel nods her head as she closes her eyes.
" That we are. I still can't believe how fast your sister planned out the wedding for us. I mean we weren't even off the plane for no more than five minutes before she ushered us away to get married."
Letting out a chuckle as he feels Laurel gently interlocking their fingers together slowly Oliver nods his head before as he looks down towards their interlocked fingers to see their wedding rings a smile forms across his face.
" Well you know her. When she really wants something there is no stopping her."
" I do feel honored that she wanted to see us married so badly. I really do. Now i can officially call her my little sister without anybody looking at me funny.
But yet it still terrifies me knowing that one day she is going to start asking about how many kids we want to have. It's gonna be like watching a kid waking up on Christmas."
Suddenly as she hears Oliver letting out a small laugh Laurel can't help but join in on his laughter as she gently shakes her head against his own.
" Ollie!? It's not funny!"
" Then why are you laughing?"
" When i hear someone laughing, I can't help but laugh. You know that."
Bringing his laughing to a stop as he smiles down towards her seeing a small shine of light radiating off her face that made her look so angelic leaning down Oliver gently presses his lips to Laurel's own for a soft kiss before after a couple of seconds as he pulls back and opens his eyes to see her smiling brightly up in his direction Oliver can't help but lean down to rest his forehead gently against her own.
" So what would you like to do first Mrs Queen Lance?"
With her smile only widening as she gently turns in his arms to only wrap her arms gently around the back of his neck as she feels his hands gently wrapping around her waist leaning forward Laurel brings Oliver into another kiss before she pulls back to give him a bright smile.
" Well Mr Queen Lance, I can think of a few things. But that would cause me to break a few promises to my very favorite people. If you can give me a few minutes then you will see for yourself."
" Promises,promises."
Shaking her head as a bright smile forms across her face gently Laurel pecks Oliver on the lips as she unwraps her arms from the back of his neck before slowly reaching down as she takes Oliver's hands gently within her own with a slight tug slowly Laurel leads Oliver back inside of the hotel room.
Nearing the foot of the bed as she gently lets go of his hands to grab the handle of a trolley from one of her bags slowly Laurel wheels the bag over towards the bathroom attached to their room before just as she closes the door unaware to her knowledge slowly Oliver plops down onto the hotel room's bed with a smile across his face.
A smile that only seems to widen as he starts to relive the past couple of hours inside of his mind. Memories that he would never forget.
Never forget the memory of being ushered across the country to their scheduled appointment. An appointment he would not miss.
And he was awarded by when he saw the sight of her. His bride walking down towards the beach to him wearing a white sleeveless wedding dress with her long blonde hair flowing with the wind as a light shined down towards her with every step that she took.
A sight that only brought one word to his mind. Angel. His angel. A fitting word for the woman that had captured his heart so long ago. A woman that has always been with him. A woman that has always been and will always be his guardian angel.
The woman that seemed to know him better than he knew himself. A woman that would always appear to him and comfort him on his darkest days never asking for anything in return.
A woman that he would do anything for. A woman that he would walk to the ends of the Earth for. A woman that he would die for.
A memory that only makes his smile widen as he remembers the two most beautiful words he has ever heard before coming from his angel. The words of i do.
Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening snapping out of his thoughts as he looks over to his side to see Laurel emerging out of the bathroom in a new set of clothes that show off her frame perfectly Oliver can't help his smile from widening.
Laurel Lance. His wife wearing an outfit that left nothing to the imagination. A pair of jean shorts showing off her long smooth legs perfectly. A short white tanktop with a noticeable black bikini top underneath.
A sight that makes his smile turn into a bright smile as he turns his head to look up to see Laurel smiling brightly down towards him before slowly as he sits up on the bed his smile only widens when he feels Laurel gently sitting down on his lap as he feels her gently wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.
" See anything that you like?
Wrapping his arms gently around her waist as he sees Laurel's smile widening slowly Oliver nods his head.
" Just you."
With a bright smile forming across her face leaning down Laurel presses her lips gently to Oliver's own before slowly as she pulls away reaching down Laurel gently slaps Oliver's knee.
" Just wait. You'll be seeing another image later on that i know you will find more enjoyable. Now off you go. I promised that we would meet Thea downstairs the moment we got done changing."
As she sees Oliver nodding his head getting up from his lap slowly Laurel moves around the bed to make her way out to the patio before mere moments later as she hears the familiar sound of a bag being wheeled into the bathroom followed by the sound of the bathroom door closing letting out a happy sigh leaning forward Laurel leans up against the railing of the patio as she looks down towards the beach with a smile across her face.
Letting out a happy sigh as she leans up against a nearby wall with a bag resting at her near bare feet staring off towards the beach area off into the distance Thea can't help but smile.
Smile as she thinks about how she has gotten to this point. Smile thinking about what she had seen transpire just a few short hours ago. Watched as one of her greatest wishes had come true. Watched as Christmas had come early for her.
Watched as a union between her older brother and the woman that she already considered to be a big sister to her happened in front of her very eyes. A moment she would never forget. A moment that had left her with a smile on her face.
The very same smile that has not left her face as they drove across the country of Costa Rica to eventually end up here in it's capital of San Jose.
A smile that can be seen only getting wider as she leans up against a nearby wall giving the occasional wave to every young man that looks in her direction. Men that she knew were heading to the beach just from their swim gear.
Much like how she was about to do the same. A pair of loose jeans with her red bikini bottoms slightly poking out. Her white tanktop with a noticeable red bikini top underneath.
Her bag this is filled with nothing but towels and suntan lotion along with a few small little accessories. A large blue beach umbrella leaning up against the wall next to her side. Everything that she would need to have an even better start to her vacation. A nice two week long vacation.
A vacation she could just relax. A vacation she could lose herself in. something she planned on doing. Planned on clearing her thoughts and just having fun. Just having fun with the two most important people in her life. Whenever they had the time during these weeks that is.
A small thought that makes her silently giggle as the nickname Auntie Thea keeps popping into her mind. A nickname that she knew in a few years from now would be like music to her ears to hear.
But for now she would wait. She would wait for as long as it takes. She would enjoy the small things that life has thrown her way blocking out all the negativity. Block out all the pain.
Pain she was holding deep inside. Pain of knowing the truth. Knowing now the truth about her father's death. Knowing now how it had happened. Knowing now that it was some sort of accident.
It wasn't some sort of equipment malfunction that caused the boat to sink. No it had been sabotaged. It had been sabotaged by someone that was looking to rid the world of Robert Queen. Looking to rid the world of his heir Oliver Queen.
A group that was still a mystery. But a certain member wasn't. Someone that nobody would expect. Someone that had been close to her. Her very own mother.
Something she could no longer call her. Now she considered her a stranger. Considered her to be a nobody. Just another face in the crowd. But a face that she would always look at with disdain.
Always look at with nothing but anger. Anger from hearing her part in her father's boat sinking. Hearing her part of how Oliver had been ship wrecked forcing him to make his way to Lian Yu. Making his way to his own personal hell.
A hell that had tormented him for so long. His own personal hell that has left so many scars. So many scars just begging and pleading to be healed. Scars she would make sure the ones responsible would pay for. Just like Laurel has.
Just like how her sister in law has started. Started with the source. Started with by visiting her mother exacting just a small sample of what she truly deserved. Exacting a little bit of justice upon one of those responsible.
Now it was her turn. Now it was her turn to step up. By how? How could she step up? How could she help take the fight to them? A question she had been thinking about for most of the plane ride as the newly wedding couple slept in the seats next to her.
Could she do what they do? A thought that she shrugged off with a slight no. she couldn't go out there like they do on most nights. She wasn't experienced enough. She didn't have the fighting ability like they did.
Fighting abilities that constantly amazed her. Amazed her as she would watch Laurel twirling around a staff in her hands as though it was the easiest thing to do. Amazed her when she would watch Oliver shooting arrow one after another with pinpoint accuracy at blazing speed at targets across the room.
But what could she do? She could wield a staff nearly as good as Laurel. Not even half as good if she was being honest. Could she fire a arrow? Yeah she could thanks to Oliver but with pinpoint accuracy like he does? That was something she still wasn't sure of.
So where would that leave her? How could she help them? How could she help her family? She didn't have the necessary business degrees to combat against her mother for her father's company. She didn't have the resources like many others that could help her in other alternative solutions for this dilemma.
It would take years for her to do so. Maybe even longer to collect the resources needed. And she needed to help them now. Needed to find a way to help them combat against the corrupted. Just a thought that she would keep in mind on his vacation hoping the answer would come to her.
But for now she would enjoy the scenery. Just like she is now as she watches Oliver and Laurel making their way over to her hand in hand from the distance. A sight she could never get tired of seeing. Never get tired of hearing their saying. Oliver and Laurel. Forever and always.
" I can see that someone is making some new friends."
Looking over Laurel's shoulder as she sees a small group of teenaged boys making their way through the lobby with their eyes glued in her direction with a sly smile coming across her face Thea can't help but shrug her shoulders before she turns back towards Laurel to see a small grin across her face.
" Maybe i am? Maybe i'm not? We both know that no matter what you've captured the best man there is to find so everyone else is a very distant second. Isn't that right Mrs Queen Lance?"
With a smile forming across her face as she feels Oliver gently squeezing her hand leaning over Laurel pecks him on the cheek before she turns back towards Thea to give her a quick nod.
" I couldn't agree with you anymore little sis."
As a bright smile forms across her face slowly Thea nods her head over Laurel's shoulder towards the beach.
" Shall we?"
" Lead the way."
Reaching out as he sees Thea grabbing her bag from the ground gently Oliver takes her beach umbrella in his free hand as he sees her giving him a smile before slowly as he sees Thea making his way past him heading towards the beach along with a couple other occupants of the hotel slowly Oliver feels himself being lead by Laurel in their direction.
Feeling the soft sand between her toes as she lets out a happy sigh without glancing back as she makes her way across the beach with her eyes constantly glancing around for what she considered to be the perfect spot to set up at a bright smile could be seen across Thea's face.
A smile that only seems to widen as she walks past a couple groups of teenaged boys roughly her age that look directly at her with smiles before after a couple of minutes walking down the beach as she sees a small spot being shaded from the sun Thea comes to a halt to let out a happy sigh as she nods her head.
" Here. This is the perfect spot."
Following after Thea as he watches her drop her bag down to the ground gently releasing Laurel's hand slowly undoing the beach umbrella as he kneels down and firmly sticks the umbrella down into the ground to only immediately start to help Thea take out a few towels out from her bag to spread out just as he sees out of the corner of his eye the white tank top that Laurel was wearing landing down a few feet away from him slowly Oliver turns to look up.
Suddenly as he sees Laurel standing before him smiling down brightly at him in what he considered to be the tiniest black bikini he had ever seen as she slowly wiggles out of her jean shorts Oliver's eyes go wide as his jaw drops open slightly causing him to hear her letting out a giggle before a mere seconds later as he feels his cheek being gently caressed Oliver looks into Laurel's eyes to see a amused look radiating from them.
A look that showed she had him right where she wanted him. Just like on most nights. Nights where he could just stare deep into those green eyes not caring about anything that was around them other than her.
Just like he was doing now. Just like how he could stare deep into those eyes not caring about everyone else around them. Eyes that always made him feel at ease. Eyes that would sometimes say things to him that he needed to hear.
Please with the reaction she is reaching kneeling down as she gently rubs his cheek with her thumb leaning forward Laurel captures Oliver's lips for a gentle kiss before she pulls back to give him a bright smile.
" You might want to close your mouth oh husband of mine. I need it to be put to better use later."
Hearing Thea letting out a few giggles as he snaps his mouth shut to glance over towards his little sister to see her taking off her jeans leaving her in just her red bikini a smile forms across Oliver's face before he looks back towards Laurel to shrug his shoulders.
" It's kind of hard not to. Your a goddess."
With a bright smile forming across her face leaning forward Laurel gives Oliver a gentle kiss to only pull back a few seconds later to see him smiling at her.
" Thank you but remember this. You're the only one allowed to touch this goddesses. And you can have her whenever you like."
" Okay didn't need to hear that."
Letting out a small laugh glancing over towards Thea as he sees her turning to look away from him with her face blushing bright red as she spreads out a town underneath the umbrella turning his attention back towards Laurel as he sees her making her way around him to only bend down to retrieve a towel from Thea's bag giving him an eye view of her backside Oliver can't help but let out a chuckle as he sees her swaying her hips before a moment later he watches as she kneels down next to him to spread out a towel.
" So who wants to take a dip?"
Glancing away from her towel as she looks over towards Oliver to see him staring down at his white t shirt as he plays nervously with the bottom forcing a smile across her face Laurel turns to look back towards Thea before she nods her head towards the water.
" You go ahead. We'll catch up to you in a second."
Looking over towards Oliver as she sees the nervous look across his face despite how hard he is trying to mask it slowly Thea nods her head before she turns back towards Laurel and smiles.
" Alright i'll see you guys out there shortly."
With her eyes focused on Thea giving her sister in law a slight nod as she watches her moving towards the water until she is out of earshot slowly turning to look back towards Oliver reaching out Laurel gently lays her hand down on his cheek causing him to look up towards her before she gives him a smile.
" Hey? It's okay. If anyone even starts to stare or give you a look that i don't like then i'll kick their ass myself. I don't care about the scars. I only care about you."
Looking deep into her eyes as he sees nothing but the truth radiating from her eyes letting out a breathe slowly Oliver nods his head as he watches Laurel's smile widen slightly.
" Okay."
Taking a deep breathe as he reaches down and grabs a firm hold of the bottom of his shirt looking up towards Laurel as he sees her smiling at him as she gives him an encouraging nod slowly Oliver raises his shirt over his head and deposits his shirt off to the side before slowly he looks down towards his chest.
Looking across his chest as he lets out a shaky breathe feeling a gentle hand resting on his cheek looking up as he sees Laurel's face mere inches from his own slowly Oliver forces a smile across his face before as he feels Laurel giving him a gentle kiss to only feel her pulling back seconds later Oliver takes a deep breathe when he feels her gently taking his hands within her own.
Feeling the slightest of tugs as he slowly rises up to his feet along with Laurel slowly taking a deep breathe Oliver feels himself being slowly lead by Laurel across the beach and over towards the water.
Author's Notes:
Timelord2162- To Quentin's defense it is his daughter. In the show he had some kind of close bond with her and i brought that into this story with how he treated Oliver with disdain at the beginning when he thought that he caused her death.
FictionLover610- Thank you for the kind words. I usually try to write a couple of Oliver/Laurel moments in each chapter showing how their bond keeps getting stronger with everything that they face together. Sara's endgame is a total mystery but rest is assured it will be revealed at some point down the line of why she is back in Starling City. Was it to be reunited with her family or was it because of something else?
red lighting- This question will be answered below under the answers to the reviews.
highlander348- Rest assured Thea is working on figuring out how to get payback for everything that has been done. She doesn't know what it will be but she has a few ideas running through her mind. The next time she sees her mother will be very explosive to say the least.
kindleflame5- There is more in store of what Laurel has planned for everyone that had any part of The Queen's Gambit sinking. What she did to Moira is child's play compared to what she has planned.
Okay and here is an answer to the question that most of you may have on your minds. Wedding? Where is the wedding scene? Well the reason why it wasn't written here is simple. It will show up at some point in the saga but as a flashback. I can't go into detail without any spoilers being revealed but it will appear at some point. You will have to wait and keep reading to find out when it will appear.
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