Chapter 3.
Hey guys. Back with Chapter 3. So sorry it took so long for me to update, I have been busy with school. Fortunately, I have a holiday break coming up soon so I will be able to pump out a few more chapters during that period.
Now, this chapter will feature some action in it and a surprise character at the end of it.
Also I have decided to split this into a trilogy I have decided to coin the "Legend" Trilogy. This story will be much shorter then its two sequels tough.
FYI: This story is best read when listening to "Legends Never Die" by Alan Walker.
To everyone who has reviewed, followed and favrouted so far, thank you.
On with the show.
TheTrueGodspeed: Thank you for your kind comments. I agree on Jason's background and it will be explained in chapter 4.
Flashraven: As always, thank you for your immense support and ideas. Glad it makes sense as well. If you are loving this story, then you are going to love its two sequels.
Star1X: I agree on the characters. Glad you are liking it. It would definitely be either Scarlet Witch or Thea. Not Ruby or Kara though. Also yes Thor will show up, but only for the final battle.
Stand with Ward and Queen: Thank you so much for pointing out to me and I will definitely work on it.
Bl4ckHunter: As I said above, thank you and I will work on it.
Aragorn II Elessar: Thanks for your immense support and ideas. I know Oliver is not this cheery and I am keeping him closer to his Season 4 self.
Jason's POV.
I was hanging out with Oliver, Diggle and 3 other members of Team Arrow: Roy Harper, Laurel Lance and Felicity Smoak.
It was a few weeks after I had first come crashing through the black hole and I was actually beginning to make friends.
Roy, I found, was the same age as me and we naturally gravitated towards each other.
Laurel had scored me a job at her law firm for which I was extremely grateful.
After all, how else am I supposed to support myself? I may be in another universe but that doesn't mean I'm not going to take care of myself.
Oliver had already done so much for me and I didn't want to be a leech.
Felicity was very good with computers, one of my biggest passions, which made her like me right away.
The team initially distrusted me and made a point of beating me during our training. That changed when during training, Laurel fell off the tallest platform and landed really hard.
She wasn't breathing so I ran to her and quickly performed CPR on her. She woke up quickly, thankfully. I was then afterwards treated as one of the gang.
Now, back to the point.
Suddenly the alarm went off.
"Felicity talk to me" Oliver said as we all ran to the front of the cortex.
"Dark archer, 31st Avenue. He is shooting at civilians" Felicity replied.
"Jason, Roy, Dig, gear up," he said and I ran to my suit.
It wasn't much; just a flimsy mask and a Bo staff, but it did the job for now.
I was working on building a new suit, but I was always busy training, hanging out with the team or fighting bad guys these days, so I never really had much time.
Oh well… the suit will happen when it happens.
Back to the matter at hand.
I got ready and followed Diggle, Oliver and Roy out of the lair, jumping over roofs and gates until we reached our location.
The first thing we saw when we arrived was the archer firing arrows at civilians.
"Hey!" Oliver yelled and the Dark Archer turned towards us.
He ripped his mask off to reveal his face.
I didn't recognize him, but Oliver, Roy and Diggle did.
"Malcolm Merlyn, what the hell are you doing here?" Oliver snarled.
Merlyn merely chuckled and said, "Good to see you too Oliver."
"Stop playing games Merlyn! What do you want? Why are you doing this?" said Oliver.
"It's pretty simple really," he replied.
"I only want the Omega Virus, or I will bomb Starling City," he said with an evil grin.
My blood chilled.
I didn't really know what the guy was talking about, but anything that has "virus" in it can't be good, right?
"You're crazier than you look if you think I would ever give that to you," Oliver growled as he leapt at Merlyn.
As they battled away I began to notice that this guy was as good as Oliver, maybe even better.
Roy ran in to kick him, but a kick to the side of the head, sent him crashing to the ground unconscious.
Diggle tried firing his gun at Merlyn, but somehow Merlyn saw him in time.
He spun around and shot Diggle with an arrow.
I saw an electrical charge zap Diggle, knocking him out instantly.
Damn! This guy was good.
Seeing no other option, I ran in to give Oliver support and tried hitting Merlyn with my Bo staff.
Merlyn kicked Oliver in the gut flinging him onto the sidewalk and ripped my Bo staff out of my hands and began hitting me repeatedly in the face.
One of the blows broke my nose and I fell to my knees blood gushing all over the front of my shirt.
As I was trying to catch my breath, Merlyn kicked me in the gut, flinging me out of the way.
At that moment, Oliver leapt back into the fray and attacked Merlyn again by hitting with his bow on the side of the head.
This caused Merlyn to thankfully return his attention back to Oliver.
Through my pain, I saw Oliver and Merlyn trade blows until Merlyn got the upper hand and slammed an arrow into Oliver's knee, sending him to the ground grunting in pain.
Merlyn then proceeded to punch Oliver in the face, knocking him out cold.
With an evil grin, he turned to look at me again.
"Are you ready to take your beating little boy?" he said walking up to me.
He was being such a cocky bastard that he didn't realize what I was about to do.
I then proceeded to punch him the nuts.
"Oh you didn't see that one coming did you grandpa? Them street rules!" I said and tried to hit him again.
He caught the punch easily and clobbered me in the face.
As I slumped to the ground, I saw Merlyn grab Oliver and run towards a plane that had suddenly landed on the ground.
How it could land like that in the middle of a city, I had absolutely no idea.
I got up and stumbled towards the plane in a desperate effort to get to Oliver.
I made it just in time as the plane ramp closed behind me.
I hid behind some barrels as the plane took off from the ground instantly disappearing into the night sky.
"Well now what?" I muttered.
I realized I was on my own in a strange city, make that a strange Universe, in some villains plane headed to who knows where with no way to call for backup.
After what felt like hours, I snuck out from my hiding place and saw Oliver standing next to an Arabic looking man wearing robes.
Oliver's hands were tied behind his back with rope and he was arguing with the priest-looking dude about something.
I realized that at that moment, I couldn't do anything to help him, so I decided to try and sneak towards the front of the plane where the pilots were and possibly get control of the plane.
My dad had taught me to fly when I was still a boy, so I was pretty confident that I could fly the thing.
Now if only I could get there without anyone noticing me and of course manage to overpower the pilot, or pilots, without getting knocked out…
By some miracle, I made it to the cockpit without being detected.
Before I had a chance to talk myself out of my next stupid move, I burst in and grabbed the controls before the pilot and co-pilot could react and began to force the plane towards the ground.
Both pilots tried to wrestle me off the controls, but they weren't fighters and I managed to elbow them in the face stunning them long enough for me to get the results I was aiming for.
The ground came up extremely fast and the plane slammed into it.
When I came to, my left arm was bent at a weird angle, and I was bleeding.
I saw that Oliver had somehow managed to get himself lose and was trying to pull me out of the wreckage.
"Wait," I said to Oliver and managed to pull myself forward so that he could get me out of the broken plane.
I stumbled forward, thinking that I was going to die.
I probably was going to die.
I was definitely going to kill myself later.
Why you may ask?
Well that is because I was a dumb moron who was trying to play hero.
Why did I never learn…
Just leave the hero shit to the pros.
In the meantime, a quick look around confirmed that both pilots were dead and there was no sign of Malcolm Merlyn.
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the Arabic looking dude walking towards us.
I pulled myself up, my damaged arm hanging uselessly by my side.
I looked around for some kind of weapon and saw a sword lying nearby.
I picked it up and waited.
"Ahhh you wish to do single combat then?" the Arab said.
I nodded.
"Very well then," he said and drew two swords.
We began circling each other.
I rushed him first but he sidestepped and slashed my abdomen.
I groaned and began hacking wildly.
He easily dodged and stabbed me through the heart.
I spat blood.
This wasn't good.
This wasn't good at all.
"Don't you die from stab wounds in the heart?" I wondered as I felt myself start to black out.
Suddenly an arrow hit the Arab in the shoulder and he turned around.
I saw Oliver run at him and kick him in the stomach.
The Arab didn't even flinch and grabbed Oliver, throwing him into me.
I tried to regain my balance, but I just couldn't keep myself up.
This situation was going from bad to worse.
Why?
Not only was I likely dying, but when Oliver hit me, we went tumbling over the edge of a cliff.
As we went thundering down, I couldn't remain conscious any longer.
The last thing I remember thinking was, "At least I won't be awake to feel myself smashed into pieces when I hit the ground. Maybe my luck is changing. Ha! Ha!"
Then I blacked out.
Suddenly found myself in another place.
It was a podium with stars behind me.
"Jason Stark," a deep echo of a voice said and I turned to see an armoured man walking towards me.
"Its time that we talk about your destiny."
And how was that? I hope you guys enjoyed it.
The man that fought Jason was Ra's Al Ghul and will be the main antagonist for the Arrow arc of this story.
And the mysterious being at the end. I will leave you to guess who it is.
If you don't know then he will be revealed in the next chapter.
Until next time, review, follow, faviroute, stay tuned and tell me what you thought of this chapter.
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