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The Other Queen - 3

Chapter 3

Lian Yu 2007

Fyers and the man in the black and yellow mask tied Oliver up onto the pole in the middle of the tent. The man looked over at Fyers and he nodded his head in approval. So he pulled out his sword and started to cut into Oliver's skin on his lower stomach. Oliver cried out in pain. Then the man cut Oliver's skin on his chest.

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Fyers came up to Oliver, "You have a resolve that I credit you for. Or perhaps you truly don't know anything." The he turned to the masked man, "Put him out of his misery."

Fyers headed for the exit and got knocked out. Just then the stranger came into the tent. He shot an arrow that cut the robes that held Oliver and he shot an arrow at the masked man, who grabbed it right in front of his face and broke it. Arms, legs, fists all were moving fast. The masked man would try to cut him with his sword and Oliver's rescuer would block with his bow. They both were masters, one would move, the next would block the offense, back and forth. The Asian man legs locked the masked man in a head lock and flipped him over. Oliver's recuser made him run out of the tent. They ran and ran till they made it to the cave

"What did I tell you? Island dangerous. Still you didn't tell them about me. You stronger than I thought," the stranger said proudly.

Oliver saw Victoria, they both met each other half way and hugged. Then their rescuer helped Oliver sit down.

"Take this," he said handing the bag of healing herbs to Oliver. "I'll fight them off, you both stay," he explained as he ran towards the entrance. "You both can survive this. Remember everything breathe, breathe and you will survive this," he finished before he ran out of the cave.

"Wait, we're coming with you," Oliver and Victoria cried in unison.

Just then a bolder blocked the entrance of the cave. Victoria and Oliver were trapped.

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Victoria pulled out a picture of her sister Thea and herself. She wondered what Thea was up to at the moment. Would they still be mourning or would they have moved on by now? Perhaps they didn't know yet? She didn't know if it was days or months that they had been on the island. Victoria looked over at Oliver she knew he was losing hope. They had ran out of food two days ago and they were so hungry. Both of them were lying close to the fading embers. Oliver would now and then pull a piece of paper from their father's journal to feed the fire. Victoria and Oliver felt weak, tired and thirsty. They both fell asleep.

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Just as Oliver was about to throw another piece of paper in the fire he felt his hand being grabbed, he turned around and saw with surprise his father. Oliver looked over at his sister still sleeping peacefully.

"Dad!" he asked in shock standing up and backing up. "You died."

"I asked you, I begged you to survive," Robert Queen said sternly. "But if you don't think you can," he pulled something out of his pocket. "There's still one bullet left."

Oliver grabbed the tip of the gun.

"But Oliver my death is made meaningless by yours," Robert explained slowly.

Oliver took the gun from his father's hand, his father looked down sadly.

"I'm starving, I'm going to die anyway. And I just want it to be quick, I want to be quick, like yours was," Oliver said, voice small and desperate.

"You can survive this," Robert replied sternly.

"No I can't, I'm not as strong as you think I am. And I'm sorry," Oliver said pulling the gun up to his head, he pulled the trigger...

Oliver threw the gun angrily down on the ground.

"Of course it doesn't work. I'm hallucinating or I'm dreaming," Oliver shouted.

"But if you weren't, you betrayed me Oliver. I died so that you could live and you threw that gift away, you made that sacrifice empty," Robert said.

"I'm not you... I'm not... I'm not as strong as you, I never was," Oliver replied.

"I told you and Victoria I'm not the man you think I am. All the things I've done, what I was about to do," Robert says turning and looking over at Victoria's sleeping form.

"Dad,.." Oliver says raising his hands slightly in confusion. "Dad, dad... What does that mean? Please... I don't understand what it means."

"I told you, I begged you to right my wrongs. This is your responsibility now," Robert answered.

"How? How do I do this? I can't even get off this island," Oliver said with a bitter sweet laugh.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me. But I want you to know that I love you, I love you both," Robert said placing his hands on his sons shoulders.

Oliver shook his head in understanding. Oliver awoke with a start. Victoria stirred at his heavy breathing.

"What's wrong?" Victoria asked in concern.

"Nothing, just a dream," Oliver lied.

He then turned to the dying embers and was about to throw another piece of paper from his fathers journal, when he noticed writing on the paper, he turned it around and looked at it closely. He held the book up to the fire at a safe distance and noticed different names on it.

"My responsibility. I promise dad, I promise," he said whispered to himself.

Victoria wondered what on earth was he talking about.

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Days passed Victoria and Oliver worried that they would die. They both were asleep cuddled up together to keep each other warm. They heard a loud noise and woke up. The Asian man had returned.

"You both not dead, good," he said proudly.

"Where have you been?" Victoria demanded.

"We ran out of food and water days ago," Oliver explained.

The man didn't say anything just placed two rabbits and a large jog of water on the ground and then he walked outside of the cave once more.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Oliver shouted.

Victoria first grabbed the rabbit and was about to clean it. Oliver first went for the water and was about to get some when... The man brought another man with him. It took a second till Oliver noticed that it was Fyers.

"You," he exclaimed and punched Fyers in the face.

"Stop," the Asian man commanded, pulling Oliver away from Fyers.

"He's the one who had me tied up and tortured. He would have killed me if you hadn't shown up," Oliver shouted pointing at Fyers.

"Then you kill him," the Asian man replied, holding out a knife to Oliver. "He can take you home."

"What?" Oliver and Victoria asked in unison.

"He has a plane. A way for you off this island," the man explained.

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The Asian man was walking in front, Victoria was in the back with the pocket knife her father gave her and Oliver held up a knife to Fyers.

"You're a good man," Fyers said out of the blue. "I can see it. Behind the fancy upbringing and wealthy veneer. I saw it when my man tortured you and you didn't give up your friend. Not really a friend really. Some one you just met."

"Shut up," Oliver ordered.

"What do you know about him, nothing I suspect. Do you even know what this island is? It's a prison, I mean its literally. Until eight years ago Chinese military ran this island as a penitentiary for criminals deemed so dangerous that they couldn't be safely incarcerated on the main land. When the military program shut down, my unite came in and disposed of all the inmates, with the exception of two. Your friend was one of them," Fyers explained.

Oliver grabbed him and made him stop. "Who was the other?" he demanded.

"You met him, he presided over your integration," Fyers said.

"He tortured me," Oliver remarked.

"You had information I needed. What would you have done if you were in my possession? What would you have done to capture the man that had slaughtered dozens of people?" Fyers asked.

"Just keep walking," Victoria demanded.

They stopped by a large tree. The Asian man brought the walkie talkie up to Fyers mouth.

"Call your people, tell them to get plane," he demanded.

"There is no need Yao Fei, my people with be here shortly," Fyers said smugly. Yao Fei looked all around. "Do you not think it convenient that you captured me so easily?"

The man with the black and yellow mask with the swords started to attack Yao Fei. "Run," Yao Fei shouted to Victoria and Oliver.

Oliver and Victoria didn't have to be told twice. They ran as Yao Fei fought the man. Victoria and Oliver were left running with gunman shooting at them.

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