The Wolf and The Hood


Selena and Tim stood on a dark rooftop, following Oliver on one of his nightly missions. They watched as he fought off three men and easily beat them. Two more went on the attack and were shot with arrows, and Oliver made the move on his target, Marcus Redmen.

"You still thinking he's a danger to the city?" Tim asked, watching as Oliver held Marcus' head over a rotating fan.

Selena just shrugged her shoulders, "He's got a mission, just like we do." she reminded. "Maybe they're intertwined somehow."

"Yeah, but we're not torturing people late at night. He is." Tim pointed out.

"Oliver has his reasons." Selena noted. "We just need to find out what they are and work towards a common goal." She turned her back on the ongoing interrogation.

Tim watched her walk away, ignoring Redman's screams, and rolled his eyes. "And here I thought Gotham was a messed up city." he muttered under his breath as he followed Selena.

Tim sat on the couch in his and Selena's shared condo, a piece of toast in his mouth as he watched a news report about the Hood's move on Marcus Redman. "I wonder exactly what Oliver thinks about all this?" he said aloud as Selena walked in, wearing black shorts, a purple tank top and black dog slippers.

"Who knows." Selena replied with a shrug as she poured herself some coffee.


At the Queen Mansion, Oliver walked into the living room dressed in a nice suit and noticed the report on the television, the headline reading 'Mysterious Hooded Vigilante'. Oliver extended his arm in disbelief toward the TV, which was now displaying a sketch of the hooded vigilante, "This guy gets more air-time than the Kardashians." he joked.

His two younger sisters looked in his direction, their arms folded over their chests and brows arched, "Five years on an island and you still know who they are." Elena muttered, shaking her head. A portion of her dirty blonde hair was pulled back with a dark brown clip, and she wore a lavender blouse under a grey blazer and matching slacks, with a pair of black heels.

Oliver simply smiled at the two girls, "I've been catching up." he informed. "It's nice to see how much our culture has improved while I was away."

"No, the city used to be different." Moria rebuked from the leather chair she sat in. "People used to feel safe."

"Oh, what's the matter, Mom?" Thea asked as she walked around the couch and leaned against the back, still wearing her pajamas. "Afraid we're gonna be next?" Elena lightly slapped her younger sister's arm.

"Do you have any questions about today, Oliver?" Walter asked. "It's a simple proof-of-life declaration." He straightened his suit jacket as Moria got to her feet. "Just read out a prepared statement to the judge, and then your death-in-absentia judgment will be voided." he added.

"It's fine, Walter." Oliver held his hand up. "I've been in a courtroom before."

"Four times by my estimate." Tommy elaborated as he walked into the room, followed by Selena and Tim. "There was the DUI, the assault on that paparazzi douchebag," Oliver cracked a small smile at the memory, "stealing that taxi, which was just awesome by the way," Selena and Elena both rolled their eyes and exchanged a glance and smile, "and who could forget peeing on the cop?"

Moria shook her head, "I wish everyone would." she stated as Walter draped her jacket over her shoulders.

Oliver gave his best friend a smile and patted his shoulder, "I'd hang, but we're headed to court." he informed.

"I know, that's why I'm here." Tommy replied. "My best friend is getting legally resurrected, I wouldn't miss this for the world."

"And I'm here to show some support for one of my dearest friends on the day her big brother gets legally resurrected." Selena added, lightly nudging Elena's side. Selena was dressed in a simple, black halter dress that ended at the knee with a silver leather jacket and matching strappy heels.

Tim lightly waved, "And I'm here because I know nobody else in Starling other than Selena here." he chuckled, patting the dark-skinned girl's shoulder. "She promised to introduce me to her friends." He wore simple grey slacks and a red button-up shirt, his hands in his pockets.

"Exactly." Selena agreed with a smile. She took note of her brother staring at Tim and arched her brow, "Tommy, you do remember I'm gay right?"

Tommy blinked, "Right." he nodded, clearing his throat. "But I'm still your big brother."

The younger Merlyn scoffed, "In terms of age, yes. However, in terms of maturity, I'm the older one." From beside her, Elena covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her laugh.

Oliver looked from Elena to Thea, "What about you?" he asked.

The youngest Queen shrugged her shoulders, "I think the first four times of you in court was enough for me." she said, walking past him and heading back to her room.

"Fair enough." Oliver muttered under his breath.

Elena followed her family out of the mansion, stopping by her sleek black camaro, "I wish I could hang after the court hearing Selena, but I've got back to back lectures at SCU later." she informed, opening the driver's side door. "Rain check?"

"Oh yeah, of course." Selena nodded, giving her friend a smile.

Elena returned the smile and slid into her car, before following the black town car driven by her brother's new bodyguard, John Diggle.


Everyone sat in the front bench while Oliver recanted what happened five years ago. Selena reached over and took Elena's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as they listened to Oliver's statement. "There was a storm...and the boat went down." he began, trying to keep his voice calm and steady. "My father didn't make it." he looked down for a moment. "I almost died, I... I thought that I had, because I spent so many days on that life raft before I saw the island."

Selena squeezed Elena's hand again when she felt it tremble at hearing Oliver mention their father. "When I reached it, I knew." Oliver continued, clearing his throat. "I knew that I was gonna have to live for both of us." he cast a glance back at his family before turning back to the judge. "And in those five years, it was that one thought that kept me going."

The family lawyer got to her feet, smoothing out her suit jacket, "Your Honor, we move to vitiate the death-in-absentia filed after Oliver's disappearance at sea aboard the Queen's Gambit five years ago." she stated. "Unfortunately we will not be requesting that the declaration of death filed for the petitioner's father, Robert Queen, be rescinded. The Queen family is only entitled to one miracle, I'm afraid."


As the group headed for the courthouse's front entrance, Oliver bumped into Laurel and Andrea, along with a third woman with medium length blonde hair. "What are you doing here?" Laurel asked harshly, glaring at her ex-boyfriend.

Oliver got lost in the moment of being face to face with the woman he still had feelings for. "Oh, they were bringing me back from the dead. Legally speaking." he answered, shaking off the feelings. "What are you two doing here?" he glanced to Andrea.

"Our jobs." the olive-skinned woman answered, stepping up beside Laurel. "Of course it feels more like the D.A.'s." she chuckled, tucking some hair behind her ear.

Oliver gave a smile to the two females before extending his hand to their client, "Hi." he greeted with a smile. "Oliver Queen."

"Emily Nocenti." the blonde woman replied, shaking his offered hand.

"Oliver's a friend of mine and Laurel's." Andrea informed, a small smile crossing her lips.

Laurel scoffed under her breath, "Yeah, who just got back from five years on an uncharted island." she added. "Before that, he was cheating on me with my sister, and was with her when she died." her tone changed to somewhat harsh. "And last week, he told me to stay away from him. It was really good advice." she narrowed her eyes and shoved past Oliver and Tommy.

Andrea sighed, "Sorry about that." she apologized, glancing to the two males. "It's this case we're working on. Has her on edge." She gave her friends a soft smile before walking past them with Emily behind her. "Hey Selena." Andrea smiled at her former boyfriend's sister.

"Hey Andy." Selena returned the smile and stepped forward, her shoulder brushing against Andrea's as they passed by eachother. Her eyes suddenly flashed gold as vision hit her.

A white fox uncurled herself from her slumber and blinked her big, brown eyes, stretching out her body. She shook herself out and then ran around in a circle, her body beginning to glow in a pale, white light. Soon, the form took the shape of a young woman, but her features remained blurred. Once the light dimmed down, the woman stood tall, clutching the silver bow in her hands. Her suit was white and silver, and she wore a translucent veil that resembled fox ears as her body became engulfed in a swirling white aura, taking the shape of the fox itself.

"Selena." Tim's voice snapped her out of her vision and she caught her breath, resting her hands on her knees.

"You alright sis?" Tommy asked, his hand on her back.

"Yeah." Selena shook her head as she stood up. "Guess that one piece of toast didn't do it for me this morning." she chuckled, tucking some pink-highlighted hair behind her ear.

Tim helped Selena down the steps of the courthouse and they rested by her parked car. "Did you have a vision?" he asked in a low whisper.

Selena nodded, "Yeah." she swallowed. "I saw the fox."


Inside one of the courtrooms, Laurel and Andrea stood before the jury, a large portrait of a middle-aged man standing between them. "How much is a life worth?" Laurel asked, her hands folded in front of her. "A life of a man, a good man." she walked back and forth in front of the jury box. "A stevedore on the docks of the city in which we live. A father. A man with a daughter."

Andrea stepped up, "The plaintiff will prove by a preponderance of evidence that Victor Nocenti learned that his boss..." she took some steps back and pointed at a man sitting at the far desk by the window. "...that man sitting right there, Martin Somers, was taking bribes from the Chinese Triad to smuggle drugs into our city." She walked back to stand next to her fellow lawyer and best friend, "And when Victor Nocenti threatened to tell the police, Martin Somers had him killed." Andrea stood tall, "Now, Mr. Somers is very well-connected, and has friends in the District Attorney's office."

She looked to Laurel, who continued, "Which is why, if Emily Nocenti is to get justice for her father's death, if Martin Somers is to get justice for his crimes, then someone is going to have to do it for them." Laurel looked to Andrea and the two shared a triumphant smile.


Selena opened the box that sat on her vanity and pulled out a white gem that greatly resembled a head of a fox with pale blue stones for eyes. The image of the Guardian flashed in her mind as she examined the stone. "So, what's important about the Fox Guardian?" Tim asked, leaning against the bedroom doorframe.

"Hu-Or said she would be the one with stealth abilities. Her movements would be so swift it'll be almost impossible to see her, and she would be able to see missing pieces in various situations." Selena answered, leaning against her vanity desk. "He said her powers would awaken when she made a bold, selfless move to save someone she didn't know she knew. Whatever that means." she set the gem on the desk.

{Flashback}

Selena sat before Hu-Or as he showed her the four Animal Gems and explained the different powers of each one. He picked up the Fox Head, 'The Arctic Fox.' he said, 'The Guardian who's swift and cunning. She'll have a sharp mind, as well as tongue.'

'How will I know I've found her?' Selena asked, admiring the white gem Hu-Or held.

'A selfless act for someone she doesn't know she knows.' Hu-Or answered, placing the gem back in the box. The gem next to it was deep purple and resembled the head of an eagle.

{End Flashback}

"Was everything he gave you vague and cryptic?" Tim asked with a heavy sigh.

"Oh yeah." Selena nodded, placing the Fox Head with the other gems. "He said that when the moment was right, I would know who each Guardian was and which gem belongs to her."

"And what?" Tim pressed. "You had a vision at the courthouse when you touched Andrea's shoulder. Could that mean she's..."

Selena shrugged her shoulder, "I'm not sure. Maybe." she sighed, running her hands over her hair. "The vision was blurry. For all I know, it could've been Laurel or that Emily girl."


The next day...

Andrea and Laurel walked on either side of Emily as they went over their plan for court that day. "We anticipate that Somers' attorney will try and paint you as blinded by grief or looking to make a buck." Laurel informed, setting a file on her desk as she cast a glance to a picture of her with a slightly younger girl with blonde hair and bangs covering her forehead.

"This isn't about the money." Emily scoffed. "I just want justice for my father."

"We understand." Andrea sympathized. "But there are a lot of people who don't want this trial to proceed. Dangerous people." Laurel nodded in agreement.

"My mother died when I was a baby, and my father has been the only family I've ever known and they slit his throat." Emily said, fighting through her tears. "They are going to have to kill me if they want me to give this up."

Andrea and Laurel exchanged a glance, before the former looked back to their client, "Let's hope it doesn't come to that." she said, half-assuringly.

"And it won't." Detective Lance said as walked up to the three women, with three officers behind him.

Laurel's eyes widened, "What the hell's going on here?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Quentin stood before his daughter and her friend, "What's going on is that the three of you are getting around-the-clock police protection." he stated firmly, motioning to the three officers behind him. "Get used to their faces, because they're going with you everywhere you go. No arguments."

Laurel scoffed in response, "I'm a lawyer." she reminded. "I live to argue."

"Well I'm your father and I live to keep you safe." Detective Lance retorted. He looked to Andrea, "And that goes for you too Andrea. You may not be my daughter by blood, but I've known you long enough to care about you like you are."

Andrea bit her lip, "Thank you, Detective Lance." she gave him a half-smile before turning to Emily. "Let's go down the street and grab a cup of coffee. We'll need the fuel for court today." She grabbed her files from her desk and slid them into her briefcase.

Andrea and Emily left the CNRI building accompanied by two of the officers and walked down the block to SC Jitters. "Why did we..." Emily began to ask but was cut off by Andrea's raised hand.

"Because you did not want to witness the argument between Laurel and her father." she informed. "Trust me, that would not be pretty. Ever since what happened to Sara, they haven't gotten along so well." As they stepped into the coffee shop, Andrea waved to the redheaded girl behind the counter and the two shared a smile.


That night, Selena and Tim, donning their suits, patrolled around Starling City, seeing if Selena would have another vision about a potential Guardian.

"Well tonight was a bust." Tim sighed, looking out over the docks, gripping a long, metal bo-staff.

Selena groaned, "I never said this would be easy." she reminded with a low growl. She took a few steps before stopping suddenly, her eyes glowing gold.

Tim took note of his partner's glowing eyes, "What is it?" he asked.

Selena held up her hand, focusing her hearing by tucking some hair behind her ear. She heard the echoing sounds of heels clanking on the concrete, coming from a warehouse not far from their current location. "This way." She motioned with her head and took off running across the warehouse rooftops.

She skidded to a halt when she heard a man's voice say "Thank you for coming." and she recognized the voice as Martin Somers.

"Anything for a friend." a woman's voice replied. Selena and Tim crouched low on the roof, seeing through the glass skylight to see Somers sitting at his desk and a tall woman with white hair wearing a red dress standing before him.

"We're not friends." Somers rebuked. "You smuggle drugs and I let you use my port."

"For which you're paid a lot of money." the woman reminded calmly, her hands clasped in front of her. Something about the woman made Selena's hair stand on end.

Somers furrowed his brow, "I don't get paid enough to have arrows shot at me!" he yelled, getting to his feet and slamming his hand down on his desk. "You need to take this guy seriously. He is a bigger threat to your operation than Nocenti ever was."

The white-haired woman arched her brow, "Except now it's Nocenti's daughter who's the problem." she pointed out. "Unlike your friend with the hood, we know where to find her."

"Don't be an idiot." Somers spat. "You take out Emily Nocenti, Laurel Lance and Andrea Rayne will never let this go. They won't stop until they burn you, me, and then the entire Triad to the ground."

"Well, there's a simple solution to that." the woman cracked a smile. "We kill Miss Lance and Miss Rayne."

Hearing that, Selena and Tim exchanged a worried glance and took off towards their shared condo, the entire way Selena thought of a way to protect both Andrea and Laurel.


A news report about Martin Somers' trial played in the background as Oliver got dressed for the day. As he slid on a pale blue shirt, he stared at a framed photograph of him with Laurel, Tommy, and Andrea when they were all teenagers.

Elena walked into her brother's room and he jaw fell open when she saw the scars on his body, "Oh my God." she gasped, louder than she intended.

"Don't you knock?" Oliver groaned, quickly pulling his shirt over his skin.

Elena ran up to her brother and pulled the shirt back to get a closer look at his scars. Her bright hazel eyes widened as they welled with moisture, "Mom said that there were scars, but I never..." her voice cracked as she swallowed the lump rising in her throat. She looked up at her brother, "Oliver, what happened to you?"

Oliver stepped back from his younger sister and buttoned up his shirt, "I don't want to talk about it." he replied in a low voice with a harsh underlying tone.

The dirty-blonde teenager just nodded her head and bit her lip, "Alright." she muttered, wiping her eyes. "Guess I'll see ya later then." Elena sniffled and turned to leave the room.

"Wait, Birdie." he called after her. Elena stopped at the mention of her childhood nickname and glanced over her shoulder at her brother. "I'm sorry." Oliver apologized, walking up to her. "I need to get better at talking about what happened to me there. But I'm not yet, okay?" He reached down and wiped a stray tear from his sister's cheek.

"You got a sec?" Elena asked, meeting Oliver's eyes. He nodded in response, giving her a soft smile. "I wanna show you something."


The two siblings walked through the backyard where Elena stopped in front of two headstones. One said 'Robert Queen, 1958-2007 A leader, a husband, a father'. The second said 'Oliver Queen, 1985-2007 A loving son and brother, whose light was dimmed far too soon'.

"Sometimes I would come here just to feel close to you and dad again, if only for a moment." Elena informed, placing her hand on Robert's headstone. "About a month after the funerals, Mom stopped going out, and pretty soon, stopped talking altogether." She wiped the tears she felt coming. "The three of us, Mom, Thea, and me, we drifted apart. Mom shut herself off and I well, I knew what would be expected of me since you and dad were gone and I couldn't deal. So I partied. Hard." she chuckled dryly, pulling out her keychain, rubbing her thumb over a silver chip.

Oliver watched his sister intently, knowing well what that chip meant. "I spent more time shooting myself up to make the pain go away that I ignored Mom and Thea. They didn't even know about my addiction...until..." Elena's voice broke as tears fell down her cheeks. She took a shuddering breath, regaining her composure, "My point..." she wiped her tears, glancing up at her brother, "I know it was hell where you were, but it was hell here too." Her eyes locked with his, "You have to let someone in, Ollie. Whether that be Mom, or me or Thea, I don't care. Just let someone in." She placed her hand over his heart. "It wasn't just me, Mom, and Thea that were heartbroken after losing you. Remember that." Elena leaned up and kissed her brother's cheek before walking off back towards the house.

Oliver watched his sister leave then looked back to his own gravestone, then shifted his eyes to Robert's gravestone. Above them in the tree, a small bird with light brown feathers took off with a few chirps.


Laurel leaned against the countertop, "Thanks again for letting me stay over." she said to Andrea as she finished packing away leftover pizza.

"Please, it's totally fine." Andrea replied, sliding the leftovers into the fridge. "My place is bigger than yours." she reminded, grabbing a bag of popcorn from the cabinet.

"Andy, the movie's about to start." Rachel's voice called from the living room.

"Adventures in Babysitting?" Tim questioned as he read the summary printed on the back of the DVD case. "Seriously?"

Selena laughed and nudged his arm, "Come on Tim, it's not as bad as it sounds." she assured, sitting cross-legged in the chair by the window.

Laurel and Andrea returned with a large bowl of fresh popcorn and set it on the coffee table as they plopped down on the couch. Just as Andrea was about to press play on her remote, there was a knock at her door. "Guess I'll get that." the olive-skinned girl sighed as she got to her feet, taking a few pieces of popcorn from the bowl as she made her way to her front door. She peeked through the small hole to see who was on the other side.

Oliver looked around the building hallway, holding a brown paper bag behind his back. The door in front of his opened, revealing Andrea, who was dressed in white flannel pants with Eevee's printed on them and a black short-sleeved shirt that also had the fox-Pokemon featured, along with her Eevee slippers. "Ollie." she greeted.

Seeing his friend's Pokemon-themed pajamas, Oliver couldn't help but smile a little smile. "Nice pj's." he complimented with a light chuckle.

Andrea narrowed her eyes in a glare, "Do not judge me." she warned, flipping her milky-brown hair off her shoulder. "What are you doing here, Ollie?"

"Well, first, why are there two cop cars outside?" he asked, genuinely curious.

Andrea sighed, "Detective Lance insisted on a protection detail." she answered, leaning against the door. "Just the case I'm working on. Second?"

Oliver nodded, "Elena pointed out to me that I have been distant since I got back and that...it would probably be a good idea if I let somebody in." he explained. "And who better than...Laurel." he trailed off as his ex-girlfriend appeared in the doorway.

"Are you like stalking me now?" Laurel scoffed, folding her arms over her chest.

"Actually, I came over to talk with Andrea." Oliver corrected. "But I can come back-"

"No." Andrea cut off, looking between the two former lovers. "You can come in, Oliver. We're all adults here and can talk peacefully without killing eachother."

"Speak for yourself." Laurel rolled her eyes and walked back to the living room couch as Oliver stepped inside. His eyes widened for a brief moment when he saw Selena and Tim sitting by the window.

"Hey Ollie." Selena greeted with a giggle, wearing red sweatpants and a black t-shirt with the Pokemon Houndoom printed on it.

"Oliver." Rachel got up from the floor and ran up to hug him. "It's good to see you again."

"You too, Rachel." Oliver replied, patting the younger girl's back with one hand while he sat the paper bag he held with the other on the coffee table. His eyes then looked up to Selena, "What're you doing here?"

Selena simply shrugged her shoulders, "What? Just because Andrea's no longer dating Tommy, doesn't mean I can't still be friends with her." she chuckled.

Andrea cleared her throat and tapped her sister's shoulder, "Rache. Oliver, Laurel, and I are gonna talk, mind taking the movie to your room?" she raised her brow slightly.

"Sure thing, Andy." Rachel agreed with a smile.

Tim ejected the DVD and followed Rachel to her bedroom, with Selena trailing behind. "But, we're taking the popcorn." she gave Oliver a small wink and headed for Rachel's room, closing the door behind her.

Laurel stood off to the side, her arms still folded over her chest. "What's in the bag?" she asked, harshly. Andrea slapped her shoulder.

Oliver picked up said paper bag. "There was one thing I thought about every day on the island." he informed with a small smile. "I promised myself that if I ever got a chance to do it again, I'd do it with my best friend." He pulled out a tub of chocolate fudge brownie ice cream. "Eat ice cream."

Laurel just rolled her eyes and shook her head, while Andrea's lips curled into a smile. "I'll get some spoons." she volunteered, walking into the kitchen. Laurel followed her friend and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet. "Just hear him out, Laurel." Andrea whispered to her friend.

"Fine." the brunette put on a smile and grabbed a spoon from the drawer before returning to the living room.

Andrea and Laurel sat on the couch, while Oliver sat on the floor, sharing the tub of ice cream with Andrea while Laurel ate some from a bowl. "My mother wants me to join the company." he informed, handing the tub to his best friend, who just smirked, while his ex-girlfriend rolled her eyes.

"I can't exactly picture you as master of the universe." Andrea noted, taking another bite of ice cream before setting the tub on her coffee table.

That comment made the three adults chuckle a little. "You know, after five years, I do have plans." Oliver admitted, glancing up at the two brunettes. "I have things that I have to do. I can't do that if I'm...I don't know...attending board meetings and stockholder briefings."

Laurel set her bowl on the table, "You're an adult, Oliver." she reminded, tucking some hair behind her ear. "You can say no."

"I tried." he replied, shaking his head. "Didn't take."

Andrea sighed and tucked her legs underneath her, resting her elbow on her couch armrest and her knuckles against her temple, "Then don't tell her. Show her." she advised, her eyes meeting his. "Be the person that you want Moria to see you as."

"Andy's right." Laurel agreed, lightly kicking her best friend's leg. "We do have experience with disapproving parents."

Oliver arched his brow slightly, "I remember being on the receiving end of your father's disapproval." he remembered, pointing his spoon at Laurel. "Yours not so much." he moved the spoon in Andrea's direction.

The olive-skinned female sighed, brushing some hair from her face, "Well, considering I haven't seen or heard from my mother since she left ten years ago, the fact that I haven't spoken to my father since I went to law school, and the fact he hasn't spoken to Rachel since she came out." she shrugged her shoulders, and caught a look of slight confusion in Oliver's eyes. "She's gay."

Oliver nodded in understanding, "Well, as long as she's happy, and you too..." he began to say, but trailed off when he heard glass breaking. "Did you hear that?" He looked towards the back bedrooms.

"Hear what?" Laurel muttered, her and Andrea exchanging a glance.

Oliver took the butter knife from the coffee table as he got to his feet, "There's someone on the fire escape."

Andrea immediately jumped off the couch, but Oliver held her back and ushered both girls to the front door. It suddenly burst open and a man with a machine gun started firing off rounds and at the same time someone came running from Andrea's bedroom, and threw a punch right at Oliver, who blocked it easily. Laurel and Andrea held onto eachother as they hid in the corner of the living room, where Andrea was frantically punching in the code to her safe.

Selena ran out of Rachel's bedroom, her eyes flashing gold for a few seconds, and caught sight of the white haired woman she saw meeting with Somers the previous night. With a low growl she charged into the fight and blocked every punch the woman threw.

The sound of gunshots grabbed everyone's attention. The two men went down, one with two shots in the back from Oliver's bodyguard, John Diggle, and the other with one to the abdomen and one to the leg, courtesy of Andrea, who was standing in the corner of her living room holding a gun in front of her.

The white haired woman went after Diggle next, knocking him to the ground. She raised her hand, revealed to be holding a small knife, and aimed to stab him. In a swift motion, Oliver grabbed a kitchen knife and threw it, knocking the woman's weapon away, which forced her to retreat.

Laurel ran into Oliver's arms as Andrea ran down the hall, "Rachel!" she screamed. The young blonde ran out of her room and right into her sister's arms, who instantly embraced her. "Thank God." the brunette breathed, holding her sister close. She caught a glance inside the bedroom and saw a third male down on the ground with a bleeding wound on his head and Tim standing above him. He gave Andrea a small nod as he walked past her and joined Selena.

The dark-skin teen ran her hands over her hair and looked right into Oliver's eyes, the two of them staring at eachother before looking at the two dead Chinese men at their feet. Oliver noticed that Selena's nails were pointed into what looked like claws, and watch as they shifted back to normal, human looking nails.


Oliver entered his bedroom at the Queen Mansion and immediately got the sense he wasn't alone. He quickly shut his door and flipped on the desk lamp, revealing Selena standing in front of the large window. She stood tall in her black and silver suit, with her hood down. Sitting on the small sofa in front of the window was Tim, clad in his black and red suit without his mask. "We need to talk." Selena stated, her eyes flashing gold for a brief moment.

"Fine." Oliver shot back, standing a few feet away from the teenager. "Let's start with why you and your sidekick-" he pointed to the younger male on the window sofa.

"Partner." Tim corrected, cutting him off.

"-were at Andrea's earlier?" Oliver finished. "Because I'm not buying the whole, 'being friends with your brother's ex' bullshit."

Selena sighed heavily, locking her eyes with Oliver's. "Martin Somers sent those people after Laurel and Andrea." she informed. "Tim and I overheard his plan last night."

"We went there to keep an eye on Andrea and her sister." Tim added, getting to his feet. "We didn't know Laurel was there until after we got there. Just like we didn't expect you to show up."

"Well it was a stupid and dangerous plan." Oliver scolded, shaking his head. "The Triad is not to be messed with. Let me handle things from here."

"Like hell." Selena snarled. "I came back here to protect my home, same as you." The two vigilantes locked eyes, neither wavering. "We stand a better chance at succeeding in that mission if we work together."

As Oliver stared into the deep brown eyes of the young girl he saw as another sister, he saw strength and determination that he'd never noticed before. He knew what his mission entailed and knew he had to go at it solo, but he could tell that Selena would not back down from whatever her mission was. "Fine." he said through gritted teeth.

A small smile crossed Selena's lips, "So, let's show Martin Somers what happens when you mess with innocents in our city."

"Leave that to me." Oliver replied, his blue eyes narrowed into a harsh glare.


Selena, Oliver, and Tim stood on a shipping container near Starling Port, observing the armed guards around Somers' warehouse. "You two take on the guards." Oliver told the two teenagers, standing between them in a dark green, hooded suit and green grease paint around his eyes. "Somers is mine."

"That we can do." Tim nodded, glancing to Selena.

She nodded in confirmation before looking from Tim to Oliver, "We've got you covered."

They jumped from the top of the shipping container, and as soon as they were spotted, Somers' guards fired at them. Using her heightened senses, Selena easily dodged the hail of bullets and knocked one of the gunmen on his back. Her eyes blazed gold as her canines elongated and nails shifted into claws. As another guard came at her, Selena bared her fangs in a grin before charging on.

Tim swung his bo-staff around his body, knocking out four guards in the process, which cleared the way for Oliver to get to Martin Somers. Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, Tim grabbed a small winged projectile from his belt and tossed it, which struck two gunmen and knocked them off the railing's ledge.


Oliver followed Somers into another warehouse and shot an arrow into a wooden crate next to Somers' head, which caused the businessman to stop suddenly. He braced himself against the crate. "Oh, God, no." Somers whimpered.

"He can't help you." Oliver said in a gruff voice, shooting arrow onto the other side of Somers' head. "I want the truth about Victor Nocenti." He yelled, placing a third arrow on his bowstring.

Somers squeezed his eyes shut, "I-I c-can't." he stuttered. "The Triad will kill me."

"The Triad's not your concern right now!" Oliver raised his voice. He shot the arrow between the criminal's legs.

"All right!" Somers screamed in a shaky voice. "It wasn't me that killed him. It was the Triad."

Oliver aimed another arrow, "Acting on whose instructions?" He gave Somers a minute to answer, and when he didn't, shot the arrow above Somers' head. "Whose?!" he repeated in a louder voice.

"It was mine, all right?!" Somers yelled, his eyes still squeezed shut and breathing labored. "Nocenti said he was gonna testify against me."

The white haired woman approached Oliver from behind, and he spun on his heels to meet her glare. The exchanged words in Mandarin before engaging in a fight.


Selena and Tim finished off the last few guards, knocking them unconscious just as sirens grew in the distance. Soon, the docks were swarmed with SCPD vehicles. "And that would be our cue to haul ass." Tim noted, glancing from the cops to his partner.

"Yup." Selena nodded. The pair took off into the shadows before they could be spotted and subsequently arrested.


A crowd gathered in front of the construction site for the Robert Queen Memorial Applied Sciences Center. Among the crowd were Laurel and Andrea, both wearing business suits with different colored blouses, and Rachel, who was wearing a white knee-length skirt with a yellow blouse and her hair was pulled into a ponytail. Tommy saw the three ladies and walked up to greet them, "This is a surprise." he said casually, smiling at Laurel and Andrea. "Did you show up here by mistake?"

Andrea cracked a small smile, "By invitation." she informed, smoothing out her white blazer.

"Oliver invited us last night." Laurel added with a coy grin.

Tommy nodded, "Last night?"

Rachel giggled at the hitch in his voice, "Is that surprise or jealousy I just heard, Mr. Merlyn?" she glanced up with a grin. Tommy just rolled his eyes and stood on the other side of Laurel.

Walter stood at the podium set up on the small stage at the front of the site. Behind him sat Moria, Elena, and Thea, all three women dressed elegantly. "Now, this is a building that will stand as a monument to the man whose company and vision are his greatest legacies." Walter spoke.

Before he could continue, Oliver stumbled onto the lot and took a glass of champagne from one of the serving girls, giving her a playful smile. "What about me? I'm a legacy." He reminded, stepping up onto the stage. "Thanks for warming them up, Walt." he patted his step-father's arm as he took the small, shovel from him.

In the crowd, Andrea shook her head in disappointment. A few feet away, Tim and Selena exchanged a glance and a small shrug of their shoulders.

"Some of you may not know me, my name is Oliver Queen." Oliver announced with a drunken laugh. The crowd just stood silence. "Watch some television, read a newspaper, I'm kind of famous right now." he cleared his throat. "Mostly, though, I'm famous because I'm Robert Queen's son. But, as Walter, who's my new dad..." Oliver patted the aforementioned male's shoulder, who appeared unamused at the situation,

"Oliver, you don't have to do this." Walter whispered to his step-son.

Oliver just shook his head and motioned for Walter to sit next to Moria, and he did so as not to cause more of a scene than what was already unfolding. "I was supposed to come here today, and I'm supposed to take my rightful place at the company." Oliver explained to the crowd. "Prodigal son returns home and becomes the heir apparent. But I'm not my father." he glanced at his mother and sisters, "I'm not the man he was. I'm not half the man he was. I never will be. So, please, stop asking me to be." Oliver directed the last statement to the crowd and stuck the shovel into a pile of dirt before walking off the stage.

Moria lowered her head as Oliver passed her, while Elena and Thea watched their big brother leave the site, followed by Mr. Diggle. From the crowd, Andrea kept her eyes on Oliver as he walked away.


Andrea sat by the window in SC Jitters, watching the news report about Martin Somers' arrest at Starling Port the previous night. Elizabeth walked over and set a cup and a small plate in front of her, "One large vanilla latte with irish cream and caramel and a blueberry muffin." she said with a smile.

"Thank you Elizabeth." Andrea replied, pulling out a five dollar bill from her wallet and handing it to her friend.

The redhead took the tip and slipped it into the pocket of her apron, "Thank you." she echoed, patting the woman's shoulder. "Let me know if you need anything else?"

"Of course." Andrea patted Elizabeth's hand before she went back to work. She sighed and sipped her latte, still replaying the speech Oliver gave earlier, and shook her head.


Later in the day, Andrea drove up to the Queen Mansion, throwing her car into park and casually walked up to the front door. She was let in by John Diggle and made her way to the living room, where Oliver stood, alone.

"What're you doing here, Andy?" Oliver asked, staring at his friend.

Andrea adjusted the strap of her purse on her shoulder, "That was some speech." she said.

"Uh, yeah." Oliver muttered. "It wasn't my finest hour, but you are the one who said I should be the person I want my mother to see me as." he reminded, taking a few steps forward. "So, I did."

"No you didn't." Andrea rebuked, moving to stand only a few feet away from him. "I've known you my whole life, Oliver, and while that speech was an outstanding effort to piss everyone off. To keep your friends and family at arm's length. I could tell it was just that, an effort." Her brown eyes met his blue ones, "So, when you're done keeping secrets and trying to push everyone away, that's when you should show up at my place with ice cream."

Oliver pursed his lips together and nodded, "Noted." he said in a low voice.

"Okay." Andrea replied, turning on her heels and walking away. Her eyes caught one of the pictures on the fireplace mantle; one of Andrea and Oliver at fifteen taken during the Queen family's annual Christmas Party. She sighed and continued out the door and towards her car.


Oliver knelt down in front of Robert's gravestone, looking at the small notebook he held. "All that time on the island, plotting my return, I didn't realize how hard it would be." he said in a low voice. "To reconnect with Mom, Elena, Thea, Laurel, Andrea." he took a breath, "I didn't know how painful it would be to keep my secrets."

Selena and Tim walked up and stood a few feet away. "You asked me to save the city. To right your wrongs." Oliver continued, "I swear I will, but to do that, I can't be the Oliver that everyone wants me to be, which means that sometimes...to honor your wishes...I need to dishonor your memory." He took a deep breath as he stood up, and placed his hand on the gravestone. "I'm sorry."

Oliver turned to face Tim and Selena, "So, what's next?" Tim asked, his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

"The next person on the list." Oliver answered, showing the two the notebook he held. Selena noticed the design on the cover and it seemed familiar to her in some way, almost like she'd seen it before.

"Yo, Selena." Tim nudged her arm. "You good?"

"Yeah." Selena answered with a nod. "Let's save the city." Her eyes flashed gold as she cracked a smile, her Wolf's Paw giving off a faint, silver glow.


A/N: Finally, sorry this took so long guys. I hope ya'll enjoy it! This chapter is based on episode two of Arrow. I only own my OC's Andrea and Rachel Rayne. The characters of Selena Merlyn and Elizabeth Mendel belong to my sister DemonGirl123. The character of Tim Drake belongs to DC Comics, and the rest of the characters belong to CW Arrow. Reviews are greatly appreciated. If you have any questions, PM me or leave them in a review and I'll do my best to answer without giving too much away.

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Review responses:

DemonGirl123: I'm so glad you enjoyed the last chapter for your birthday present! Thanks again for allowing me to use Selena and Elizabeth. I hope to make you proud! Love ya sis! XOXO.

LKDMKKMK: Yes, "The Wolf" will be a new heroine in this series.

HAZN: Yes, Oliver was being protective of Selena. More on their shared past will be touched upon in future chapters.

BRCHMSNBDEKM: In time, Selena will meet other heroes. But for now, it's just her, Tim, and Oliver.

JRTATBKKZAT: The next chapter will be based on the third episode of Arrow season one. Check it out once it's posted.