Chapter 2: Unfamiliar things

"So, did you find out who the victim is yet?" Helena asked Barbara. They were both in the Clock Tower. They were trying to find out more information about the homicide from last night.

"His name is Greg Keller."

"Meta human?"

"Yeah, he had a very unique gift. He could bring people back from the dead."

"What? How is that possible?"

"Well, he doesn't exactly bring them back from the dead. He can bring their body back but not their soul."

"What do you mean?"

"The person's body will come to life again. They'll have the same skills they used to have but they won't have any memories. They won't remember who they are. So, they won't really have a soul."

"So, who would kill a meta that could resurrect people?"

"Rumor has it that he had a deal with Two Face."

"Two Face? But we put him away three years ago."

"Well, he escaped from Arkham Asylum two weeks ago."

"Great, so now Two Face is back on the streets and he brought somebody back from the dead. This definitely isn't good."

Back in the training room, Dinah and Connor were fighting each other. Dinah kicked him in the stomach. "Oh, come on, Connor. Stop holding back on me."

"Okay, fine. You asked for it." He tried to kick her in the chest but she blocked it. He then kicked her in the back of the knee, causing her to fall backwards, and he caught her just before she hit the ground. "Well, how was that? Do you give up?"

"Never." She used her telekinesis and he flew to the other side of the room. She went over to him to see if he was alright since he hit the wall pretty hard. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Before she even knew what was happening he grabbed her arm and pinned her to the floor. "Now do you give up?"

"No way." She got out of his grasp and now he was pinned to the floor. He tried getting up but it was no use. "Give up?"

"Okay, fine. You win," he told her.

"What's my prize?

"This." He pulled her down and kissed her. "So, was that a good prize?"

"I'm not complaining."

"So, are we going to have that second date?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"Will this help you make up your mind?" He kissed her again.

"Yeah, that kind of helped."

"Hey, do you want to go to No Man's Land?"

"Yeah, sure." They walked out of the training room and saw Barbara and Helena.

"Hey, guys what's going on?" Dinah asked them.

"Oh, nothing, just you're typical day. Two Face escaped from Arkham and he hired a guy to bring somebody back from the dead. Nothing unusual," Helena said.

"Okay. Well, we're going to No Man's Land. We'll see you guys later. Bye."

"Okay, bye guys." They went into the elevator. "They make such a cute couple," Helena said. "Okay, back to business. Do we have any idea about what Two Face is planning to do?"

"Not yet but we have to find out soon before it's too late."

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He woke up in a strange room. He didn't know where he was. Everything seemed so unfamiliar to him. His mind felt blank and completely empty. It was hollow. He felt like he was in some type of dream that he couldn't get out of.



He got up off the bed from where he was lying and got on his feet. His legs were wobbly and he almost fell. It felt like it was the first time he stood up or at least the first time he stood up in a very, very long time. He took a step forward. He automatically knew how to walk. He didn't have to think about it even though it was as if he had never done this before.

He looked at his surroundings. He was in a small, white room, with a mirror at one end, and a bed. He had no idea where he was. He had never been to this place before in his life. He saw a door and reached for the knob but it was locked.



For some reason he couldn't remember what he looked like. He went towards the mirror on the other side of the room. There was something strange, something different about his appearance. He felt like he was looking at a stranger. It was like it was the first time he had ever seen his face before. There was something different about his appearance, something unnatural. He didn't know what though.

Suddenly he had a flash of himself wearing a green hat and a very small green mask. The flash quickly ended. He didn't know what it meant. It was like a memory from a past life. He didn't know if he was hallucinating or not.

Suddenly he realized something. He was very confused and disturbed by this. For some reason he couldn't remember his name. Why couldn't he remember his name? He couldn't remember anything. He couldn't remember his birthday or where he lived. The only thing he remembered was seeing some strange white light, then somebody put a needle in him, and now he was here. Why couldn't he remember anything else? Who was he? What happened to him?

Suddenly the door opened and three men walked in. One of them had a disfigured face. For some reason the man with the disfigured face seemed so familiar to him, like he had seen him somewhere before but he knew that he had never seen this man before in his life. "Who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?"

"Relax, one question at a time. I'm glad to see you're finally awake, Oliver," the man with the disfigured face said.

"What did you call me?" Oliver, that name sounded so familiar. Yes, Oliver was his name. That was it. His name was Oliver. What was his last name? Did it start with an O, or an S, or a Q, or a P? He didn't know. He couldn't remember. Why couldn't he remember?

"I called you Oliver. What's the matter? Can't remember your name?"

"How did you know that? Did you do this to me?" He lunged at him and grabbed the stranger by the collar. "Did you do this to me?" The two men pointed guns at him.

"If you want to know then I suggest you let go of me. That won't get you anywhere." He loosened his grip and put him down. The two men also lowered their guns.

"What am I doing here?"

"You're here because I need you're help."

"And why should I help you? Why should I trust you?"

"Because, Oliver, I'm the only one who can answer you're questions. You don't remember who you are. I'm the only one who knows who you are and what you are capable of. I'm the only one who knows what happened to you."

"Tell me what you know."

"It's very simple, Oliver. You just have to do as I ask and then I'll tell you what you want to know."

"How do I know you're not lying to me? For all I know, you might not know anything about me. How can I trust you?" The stranger turned towards the two other men that were in the room.

"Milton, Trent, get some of his belongings." They went out of the room for a second and then came back with a bow, a couple of arrows, and a bulls eye. The man handed the bow and arrows to Oliver.

"What is this? What do you want me to do with them?" Oliver asked him.

"You know what to do with them ,Oliver. Just hit the bulls eye."

"How am I suppose to do that? I've never done this before in my life."

"Are you sure?" The stranger was right. How could he be sure? He didn't know. He couldn't remember anything. He might as well just try to hit it.

"Fine." He pulled back and fired. Amazingly, the arrow hit the bulls eye. Without trying, he fired another arrow and did it again. When he shot the arrow it was like something clicked in his mind. It seemed familiar. He had done this before but he had no idea when. He had no memory of it. "How did I do that? How did you know I would be able to do that?" He went over to the stranger and aimed the arrow at him. "Answer me."

"Calm down, Oliver. Everything will be answered in time." He lowered the arrow.

"Who are you?"

"Call me Two Face." There was something about that name that seemed so familiar to him but he never heard that name before in his life.

"How did you know I would be able to do that?"

"Because, Oliver, like I said before, I'm the only one who has the answers you're looking for. Before your unfortunate accident, I knew you. I know all about you, Oliver. Now, I'm willing to tell you everything as long as you do as I ask."

"What do you know about me?" he demanded.

"Same old, Ollie. Always want to get right to it. Always in a rush. No patience for anything. Once you do everything I ask, then you shall know about your past." Oliver thought long and hard. Could he trust him? Could he trust this Two Face guy? He didn't know for sure.

"I don't trust you. I'm not gonna do anything for you. You're probably the one who did this to me. Get me out of here."

"Fine, leave. Go anywhere you like. The only problem is, is that you have no place to go." He was right, he did have no place to go. He couldn't remember anything. Where else could he go? Who else had the answers for him? Who else knew what happened to him? The only person who had answers was the man that was standing in front of him.

"Okay," he said. "Fine. What do you want me to do?" Two Face smiled. The legendary Green Arrow worked for him now.