Green and Red Pt. II
Star City
May 19, 2034
12:34:51 ETD
Connor Hawke, a young man with dark skin and blonde hair was working in a garage adjusting the joints to a collection of motorcycles. While the television was broadcasting the anniversary of the death of Oliver Queen, the renowned hero known as Green Arrow.
"This is Cat Grant reporting live at the new Memorial Park that was dedicated to the deceased Green Arrow, killed in action after another crisis occured in Washington DC. A ceremony was held for the statue to be unveiled by Olivia Dinah Queen, heiress to the Queen Corporation since the recent passing of her father, Oliver Queen due to illness."
The scene switches to a blonde teen girl, Olivia Queen in the press conference.
"Thank you all for coming. From the shadows, Green Arrow watches us and brings justice for those who cannot bring it. Star City will never be the same without him. And..."
Connor watches while Olivia gives a speech. He hung his head in anguish, holding back the sadness of the thought of not being able to meet the father he never knew. "If only he were alive." Connor looked at the girl on the news, can't help but feel bad for her, to have lost a father.
"Connor?" He turned around, standing before him was a blonde woman, who resembles Olivia. "Can I help you?"
"I just wanted to say, I'm sorry for your loss." Connor knew what she meant. "Whoever you think I am, Dinah, not the person you think I am." He scoffed.
"Libby had been asking about you. And she wants to meet her big brother, in person." Dinah told him. "Maybe you should take time to get to know her."
"I'll think about it." Replied Connor. He already felt like he was an obstacle, not only to his own father, but to a sister he never knew of. Dinah knew there was no talking him to open up. It will take some time for both siblings to talk to each other.
Being a therapist, Dinah decided that if he decided to talk, maybe she'll give him a few sessions. So she worte a number to give him. "Here. In case you changed your mind." She handed Connor a piece of paper with her number on it.
Connor remained at silent.
Later at night, he was about to close the garage for the night. Until a mailman arrived. "Package for Mr. Hawke.
"That's me." Then the mailman hands him the package. "Here you are, sir. Just sign here." He told him, holding out a clipboard and pen. Connor sighs for the last minute.
Connor took the pen and signed his signature on the clipboard. Then he takes a look at the label of his package. No return address. "No return address? This had better not be a prank." He scratched the back of his head as the mailman left.
"Hey, is the garage still open?" It was a girl with ginger hair. Of Vietnamese decent.
"Sorry, Kid. We're closed for tonight. Come back in the morning if you're..." The girl then gasped and abruptly walks inside to see modeled mortocycles. "Shut up! These old models were so cool! A Dual Sport! And a Cruiser!"
Connor was stunned to see a kid two years younger than her amazed with loads of motorcycles. "You seemed to know all types of motorcycles." Most girls would be into sports, makeup, fashion, etc. But the girl before him shared similar interest with him, a love for motors.
"That's because I came here once with my dad. I always wanted one of those. That's what happens when you're antisocial and never want anything to do with anyone. Sorry, that just come off weird." The girl laughed nervously.
"Do you have a driver's license?" Asked Connor. The girl looked up to him, seeing what he was offering. "Huh? What do you mean?" The girl tilted her head, intrigued.
"Well, since you're my first customer for the night. How bout I give you one for free?" Connor asked. The girl remembers she does not have a license.
"Oh, about that. I don't have a license. I mostly come here to look at those bikes." The girl confessed. "Wait, you work here?"
"Actually, I owned the place now. The previous owner passed away last year." Connor said. The girl then takes out a photograph to show to Connor.
"Since you're here. Can I ask you something?"
"Knock yourself out." Connor said. The girl then showed him a picture of a woman seemingly on her 20s holding a toddler. Wearing a black top and a cap. "Have you seen this woman. Only she might be older today than how she looks in the photo." Asked the girl.
Connor examined the photograph, and try to see if she has seen anyone that looked like her. But nothing came up. "Sorry, I haven't." The girl is disappointed that no answers have come up. "Okay, thanks anyway." Before the girl left, Connor stopped her.
"Hold on." Connor then takes out his phone. "Let me see the photo again." The girl reluctantly agrees and gives the photo for him to see. Connor then takes a picture of the person in the photo. Then gives it back to the girl. "In case I see her." Then he asked to let him see her phone.
Connor adds his number to the girl's phone. Uploads his number to it. And gives it back. "Here, maybe we'll keep in touch. In case I see her. You could use a friend. My name is Connor Hawke." Connor told her.
"Really? I was going to say the same to you." The girl giggled. Smiling. "I am Lian Harper. Maybe you and I can get along great. Thanks anyway." She said before leaving.
Connor then watched as Lian leaves the garage, this is the first time Connor felt enthusiastic after years of loneliness. He had at least made one friend. "Kid was something, wasn't she?" He chuckled.
Then he looks back on the package. And opens up. What awaits him will change his life forever. "Now what's inside this?" He then proceed to open the box.
Star City
January 2, 2035
2:09:59 ETD
"Martin!" A woman's voice called. I'm an apartment bedroom, there were posters of Casey Lee Williams, a rock singer, and 3 Kisses. There was a lump under a cover bedsheet. "Martin! Time to get up!" She called again.
But underneath a bedsheet is a teen boy, around 15, brown hair, muscular, and his eyes were closed as he listens to his favorite soundtracks while asleep.
"This will be the day we've been waiting for
This will be the day we open
I don't wanna hear your absolution
Hope you're ready for the revolution..."
"Martin Wilhelm Jordan!" Suddenly, his bedsheets were removed from him. A woman with raven hair and green eyes, similar to his eye color. He was startled after waking up to find his mother attempting to get him ready for the day.
"Mom! Geez!" He groaned. Annoyed that she had removed his time of peace. He was about to face his worst enemy, transferring to another school in Star City. After moving in with his mother, he was enrolled to Star Academy.
"Martin, get up, it's your first day of school." His mother said opening the blinds from his window, blinding his sight as he covered his eyes. "Okay, fine. But I am not going to like it there. I am starting to miss Coast City already." He sighs.
As he was getting ready to change clothes, there was a picture sitting on a nightstand of himself as a 5-year-old boy, his mother and his father, who looks identical to him. He looks at the picture and smiled. "Morning, old man." He said to the picture.
After he changed clothes, Martin went downstairs to meet his mother and Maternal grandfather, Wilhelm Ferris. "Hey, Mom. Gramps." He said after sitting near the table.
"There you are, Martin. Did you sleep well?" Asked Wilhelm. "After all, you need to get the early session."
"Gramps, if you're thinking about taking Ferris Airlines. I don't think that's on my list."
"Martin, if you want to be a pilot, you have to do things we don't like to do. It should be a start if you can work in the company, at least for seasonal months on School breaks." Carol suggested.
"Mom, taking a company is not what I wanted. If anything..." Martin was cut off when his mother continued to talk about his future plans. After all, he is the future of Ferris Airlines, or so she thought. "Also, I am planning to set you up on a date with girl who might be a nice match." She smirks.
This caused Martin to blush in embarrassment as his own mother would set him up. He stood up and slammed his palms on the table. "Mom!" He shouted. Call it overbearing, but Carol only wanted the best for her only son.
"Oh, Martin. It's been 10 years since your father was nowhere to be found. And you have been introverted since that. But I think it's time you get a social life. Look at you, you looked so much like him, any girl would take you." Carol said. "Only you have my eyes, which is how I caught your father. To me, he's like "out-of-this-world" amazing. You should be a bit more daring like he was." Carol encouraged him. "All I am saying is that you should let loose once. I know things are not as easy as it used to be, Martin. But I missed him too. And you are the world to us."
Martin is at a loss for words. His relationship with his mother was not easy after his father was gone. Dead or alive, it haunted Martin, everyday he would wake up from nightmares. But hearing the solace of his mother, it would help him understand that he can move on, but not the way anyone would expect.
Named after his paternal grandfather, Martin Jordan I, he wished to become a pilot for when he graduates from college. In an air force. Though his mother worries for his safety, she knew his happiness comes first. Martin looked at the picture of his deceased grandfather, it was another reminder of his father. "Alright, Mom. I'll do it. For us." He replied.
"Good." Carol happily nods. Then there is a knock on the door. Carol went to see who it was. As she opened the door, it was an old woman. Someone who Carol is happy to see. "Caroline!"
"Jessica! I didn't know you were coming!" Carol, being referred to her full name, hugs the old woman, Jessica, as if she knew her a long time. As they parted, Carol asked, "How did you know we moved here?!"
"Oh, sweetie, I moved here 4 years ago since you and Hal had been busy for awhile. And to my surprise, you happened to move here 3 weeks ago. And I was next door."
"Why didn't you stop by to see us?" Asked Carol.
"Well, I had been busy working for awhile. But today, I am off for now." She replied. "How is my grandson doing? I haven't seen him since he was 3."
"Martin is right here if you want to see him. Martin, say-!" Carol was cut off when he rushed out of the house for school. "Hey, Mom! Sorry, can't be late! Love ya, bye!" Martin spoke fast as soon as he hurries to school, Star Academy. Not knowing his paternal grandmother came to visit. "Excuse me, Ma'am!"
But Jessica decided to wait until her grandson comes back. "Oh, don't worry about it, dear. I'll wait." Jessica assured her daughter-in-law. "He really is his father's son." Jessica mentioned. Carol chuckled seeing the similarities between her husband and son. "You're right. Some things never change."
Star Academy
January 2, 2035
6:09:12 ETD
Martin arrived at Star Academy. His new life begins, but later, it won't be as expected. A senior student with red hair shows up in front of him to greet the transferred student. "Martin? Hey, there. Zoe Lawton, and welcome to Star Academy."
"Uh, hey. Nice to meet ya." He shook her hand. "So you're the tour guide for today?"
"Yep. Heard the kickboxing club is a hit. If you're interested, try out today." Zoe said.
"Cool." Then Lina and Joseph, who happened to be passing by witnessed. "Jordan? As in Martin Jordan from an air force?" Lian asked.
"You happened to know this student?" Joseph asked.
"Not exactly. But I heard about Martin Jordan from an air force from the 80s. I think that guy is related to him, I mean take a look at this picture I cut out from a magazine for history." Lian showed Joseph a picture from an old magazine of deceased pilot, Martin Jordan I. "He's got to be a descendant, or something. I mean look at this. He looks exactly like the new guy, only older."
"That really does look like him. Never took you for a history type." Joseph remarked.
Star City
January 2, 2035
9:14:19 UTD
Lian was out walking to the store since her aunt was coming to visit. But she wasn't sure what to get for her as a present. "I don't know what to give to Aunt Artemis. Surely she could be interested in perfume or..." Then something caught her eye.
It was a pawn shop. When things were bought, they were meant to be useful again. Then there was a crossbow behind the window. And it was on a sales price for $25. "And it's on a sales price. Perfect. I heard from Dad her crossbow was broken, so maybe I'll get her a new one." Lian enters the shop.
As Lian takes a look at the bow, she holds it a bit high. "Actually, this looks new to me, the joints are tight, the cables as the still intact. Why would anyone give this away?" Lian happily stated. Then she heard police sirens and gunshots from behind. "Hmm?"
Lian turned and went through the door to see a car chase between policemen and robbers. The. she sees Green Arrow on a motorcycle giving chase also. "Green Arrow." Lian whispered, watches in amazement. "Finally, something exciting happened." She smirked.
She ran to the alley and searched through her bag, putting on a black mask. And armed with a bow and arrows, plus her katana. Finally with a driver's license, she already bought a motorcycle. "Dads' gonna freak out when he finds out. Can't believe I'm doing this. Oh, wait, I have no regrets."
Lian started the engine and revs up as it blows smoke from the pipeline. And once it warms up, Lian turns back the gas handler and speeds off. "Whoo-hoo!" And follows Green Arrow for where he was heading next.
Lian, in a mask, managed to catch up from behind and steer aside to get up in the front lines. The cops realized there was a teenage girl on the scene. One cop in the driver's seat said, "Is that a teenage girl with a bow and arrow?" He asked.
"Either that, or Green Arrow has a new sidekick." The cop in the passenger seat replied and grabbed a megaphone, and emerged from the window to speak to her. "Um, young lady?! What's do you think you're doing?!" He shouted through the megaphone.
Lian turned back and shouted back, "What does it look like I'm doing?! I'm doing your job!" She replied. Though she is aware she might get in trouble with the law in vigilantism, it won't stop Lian's desire to fight crime.
Iron Heights Prison
January 2, 2035
6:17:39 UTD
An old man was visited by his son, Barry Allen, a blonde man. And his fraternal twin grandchildren, Don, blonde boy. And Dawn, a ginger-haired girl. The three arrived with a cake. "Happy birthday, Grandpa!" Don and Dawn said it together.
Henry Allen was Barry's father, framed for the murder of his wife, Barry's mother, and the grandmother of Don and Dawn. Barry knew his father did not committed the crime, and knew it was a mysterious speed force that killed his mother, Nora Allen. But nobody, not even the police believed him.
Henry's sentence is almost over and he cannot wait to spend the rest of his life with his family. The twins acknowledged the fact that their grandfather accepted the sentence, even though he was innocent. But they both felt that it never felt right for the police to keep him in prison and closing the case of their grandmother's death.
Don and Dawn were only allowed to visit with a parent and guardian since they're still under 18. Henry became aware for how much he missed out being stuck in prison. Though still saddened by his wife's death, he was still happy to see his son and grandchildren.
"Barry, Don, Dawn. Thank you for coming to see me. You have no idea how happy I am. I know I should be out there celebrating, but seeing you all is the best gift I already have." Henry said, joyfully.
"You kidding me?! This is the last month of your sentence. Best of all, you get to come live with us once this is over!" Don cheered. "Mom and Dad already made arrangements for you.
"Don, don't get too excited. We don't wanna make Grandpa stressed." Dawn remarked. Don glared at her for the comment before their father intervene. "Now, you two. Let's not fight for now." Barry said.
He then turned to his father. "How were you holding up, Dad?" Asked Barry.
"It wasn't as bad as it used to be, son. I did made a few friends to keep me company for awhile. Still, I wish I could've done something to protect your mother looking back." Henry said, sighing.
"Hey, don't beat yourself up, Gramps. It wasn't your fault Grandma was gone. Besides, it was a rogue time traveler trying to get to Dad as a kid." Don assured him. But it did not make Henry feel any better. "Thanks, Don. But even if that were true. If you came from the timeline where advanced technology has yet to advanced, the police might even find that hard to believe stuff like that."
Dawn then pinch Down from under the arm. "Ow!" Angry that he brought up a painful memory. "Don, stop trying to bring up painful memories to him!" Dawn then turns to her grandfather. "Sorry about this, Grandpa. But it's true though. Anyway, Don and I are already enrolled to Keystone High. I am planning to take in forensics." Dawn told him.
"I am also planning to work in S.T.A.R Labs." Don adds.
"If your grandmother were here. She'd be smiling." Chuckled Henry. To their dismay, a guard came by. And they knew what that means. "Sorry, Mr. Allen, but visiting hours are over." Said the guard. He then escorts Henry back to his cell.
"Sorry, kiddos. I wish we have more time." First he embraced his son, then his grandchildren. "We'll have more time later on." Assured Dawn.
After the conversation was over, Barry, Don and Dawn walked out of Iron Heights. Don was the most upset of all. "This is so not fair! The police failed to do its job, and Grandpa paid the price for it!"
"Don, I get how you feel. Not every time the Justice Systems were in our favor." Barry said.
"Yeah, we can't fight for something we cannot prevent. It's not like we can go back in time to alter everything." Dawn said.
"But what happened before the Justice League formed, all those injustices kept happening. Especially after the metahuman trafficking incident and Lex Luthor is still not in prison! Hate the guy." Don grumbled.
"Don, calm down!" Barry said to him. But before Don could shout back, he gets a phone call and it was from Jonny. As he received a text, he opens the app.
Jonny: Hey man, meet me at Metropolis. Suit up. ASAP. I'll send you my location
Don then got excited and texts back.
Don: Alright, I'll b there.
Author's note: Here we get a glimpse of Connor meeting Lian for the first time before becoming Green Arrow. It is unknown who sent the package to him, or what was inside.
We also get a shot of the Tornado Twins visiting Iron Heights to see their grandfather. Don was one of the Allen's upset of how the Justice Systems worked, since being told about their grandfather.
And here we have Martin Wilhelm Jordan II. From what we gathered was that his father, Hal Jordan disappeared from a mission he didn't come back from. It is unknown whether or not he is alive. While Carol remained to care for hers and Hal's son.