I do not own Arrow or any of the characters in any way just the storyline. Everything else but that is owned strictly by DC comics, and the CW. Please enjoy, and please leave postive commets only thank you! This will also be my take on season 4. This is also my first story ever on Thea, and I've been thinking of doing this for a while now, and putting my own spin on her feelings after her revival. Hope you enjoy and as always please leave positve reviews only!

Bold - Hallucinations/Visions/Memories

Italics - Thinking

"My name is Thea Queen, a girl who went from being a spoiled little rich kid who got everything she wanted, to a girl who now had to fight for survival after everything and everyone in her life was taken from her. Now I fight beside my brother and his team in order to help keep our city safe from Damien Dhark, but in order to do so, just like with Ollie I had to become someone else...I had to become something else...

Previously on Driven To Murder - "I k-killed h-her! I killed Sara! I don't know how, or why, but I killed her, and I don't even remember doing it."

I couldn't help it, I was sobbing like a damn baby at the moment, but as the rush of every sad emotion began to well up within me, a sudden burst of anger also began to fuel up inside me, which suddenly took ahold of me. "Thea?" Before I knew it, I was hearing myself snarling and growling like a wild animal, and pounced on top of Laurel knocking her to the ground with my hands wrapped around her throat! "Thea! Thea! Stop! What are you doing?!"

I had no control over my actions, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop myself from harming Laurel, it was almost like someone else had taken control over my body, had cast my soul out of my body and all I could do was watch. Watch as Laurel's life was draining away at my own hands. "Thea!" Suddenly a new voice surrounded me as I turned my head just in time to see something dark and heavy hit the side of my head, and a burst of pain shot through me as black spots filled my vision as I tumbled off of Laurel who was coughing and gasping for breath. As I looked up, the last face I saw was Malcolm. My father.

NOW...

Chapter 2 - Sins of The Father

The sounds of fighting caught my attention as I opened my eyes with a start and sat up realizing I was now lying in a bed. I quickly looked around expecting to find myself back in my apartment, but all I could see was that I was in an unknown room I had never been in before. It was so beautiful it almost made me feel like I was royalty or something, but I didn't have time to admire anything, as thoughts of Laurel filled my head now and emotions of guilt, flodded through me as I suddenly remembered what had happened. I had attacked Laurel and had nearly killed her.

The sound of fighting seemed to grow as I started to reconize the sounds of weapons clanging, and as I pulled my aching body out of the bed and headed streight for the door, I drew in a shaky breath. My hand shook in fear as I reached for the cold handle and turned it. Thrusting the door open, I poked my head into the hallway and looked to see if there was anybody around as the clanging sounds grew louder and louder. Where the hell am I? I thought as I drew in another shaky breath and walked out into the hallway.

The glowing torches of red and orange flames filled my vision while casting eeary shadows upon the walls as figures dressed in black soon came into focus. A group of them had formed a circle around two of them who were weilding swords and were fighting each other. What the hell is this? My mind couldn't fully wrap around everything that was happening before a flash of Malcolm who was sitting in what appeared to be a throne-like chair dressed in black caught my attention. "I see your awake Thea." He said in a calm loving fatherly tone. "How are you feeling?" He asked as he rose from the chair and began making his way toward me now. I shook my head in fear and began backing away as the sounds of swords clashing ceased now and the black clothed figures now began to disperse and scatter leaving me alone face to face with Malcolm.

"You. You did this to me." Clenching my hands into fists by my side as a rush of anger began to flood through me flashes of Sara dying began to fill my already weary mind again as I clutched the sides of my head. "No! No! not again!" Shaking my head I tried to back away again as I now felt Malcolm's arms wrap around me. "It's okay," He said calmly and as I heard his voice I instantly began shaking as I pushed away from him. "Get the hell away from me you sick son of a bitch!"

Well I guess it's been a while
Since I've seen the sunshine
Since I have smiled
And me, who's so well versed
Is feeling so damn empty
Is at a loss for words
Forgot what it's like
To just to feel okay
I'm praying for the day
When there is no more rain

And I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh, and I don't wanna do anything but cry

(I don't wanna do anything but cry)

"Thea-" "No! Get the hell away from me!" I screamed as this time now flashes of my mother dying shot through my head. Although I knew that I wasn't the one who had murdered her, the thought of how useless I had been, caused a well of guilt within me that was now starting to crumble and I could feel myself starting to break down as the lifeless blue eyes of my mother stared up at me inside my mind. "You did this to me." I tried to make myself sound strong despite the overwhelming lump that was now forming inside my throat as I was beginning to lose control of my emotions. I fell to my knees still holding the sides of my head as I could feel bouts of both anger and guilt well up within me fighting inside me like a raging tornado and I was powerless to stop it. "All I was-I was just a toy to you?" My voice shook as I spoke but I didn't look up at him. "You made me murder Sara. What that part of your so-called plan all along? What? were you going to make me murder my own brother too? Was Tommy dying apart of your plan?"

All at once the memory of that night in the Glades shot through my head and although I hadn't whitnessed Tommy's death, I remembered Ollie telling me about it soon after it had happened, and somehow I knew deep within my heart that our father had somehow played a part in it. "If you hadn't have tried what you did to the Glades, Tommy would still be alive today, and so would my mother." "Thea please just hear me out." Malcolm replied softly but I shook my head in response. "I'm done listening to you, and I'm done being your toy."

"Thea-" I could feel him drawing closer and closer toward me and a voice I reconized made my head snap up in relief. "Get the hell away from her!" "Ollie!" Gathering myself together I managed to shakily make it my feet as I stumbled over and threw myself into his arms. "Are you okay?" He asked looking me over as I managed a nod despite the fact that I was shaking and trembling. "What the hell did you do to her Malcolm?" I heard Oliver's voice growling in anger as he held onto me. "Oliver listen to me, You're sister isn't well." Malcolm's voice replied calmly. "She's not herself." "Because you turned me into a psycopathic murderer!" I screamed out in anger. "What?"I felt Ollie's hands on my shoulders as he looked at me. "Thea, what are you talking about?"

My lip began to quiver and the lump in my throat seemed to grow as tears began to fill up inside my blue eyes. "Ollie...I..." I shook my head and began to tremble and shake against my big brother's firm but yet loving grip as he cotinued to hold onto me. "I...I k-killed Sara! Sara's dead because of me!" I saw the hurt lodged in Oliver's eyes as I began to sob harder now buring my head against his chest. "Malcolm dr-drugged me! I- I didn't know what I was doing! I'm so sorry! Please don't hate me!"

Well I hardly feel alive
I'm going through the motions
But I don't feel like trying
The hole in my heart is growing bigger by the day
I wish that I could crawl inside
Hide away

And I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh, and I don't wanna do anything but cry

I felt Oliver's hand on my back rubbing small circles to keep me calm, but as hard as I tried I couldn't stop the tears from falling as my body continued to shake in a mixture of both fear and guilt. "Shh, Thea it's okay." Ollie's words spoke gently and comforting in my ear as I drew in a few trembling shaky breaths. "She died hating me." I sobbed. "Mom died thinking I hated her."

Oh, I'm so low
I'm almost to the bottom
And oh, nowhere to go
Even my soul has left my body

Oh, and I don't wanna do anything but cry
Oh, and I don't wanna do anything but cry
And I don't wanna do anything but cry
And I don't wanna do anything but cry

"Mom could never do that to you." Oliver replied gently as I felt him grab ahold of my chin so that I could look at him. "Listen to me, you are the most sencere, most kind-hearted person I have ever know my whole life. You were the one who helped Roy turn his life around, and You were the one who helped me get through the hard times I was on the Island. When I was ready to end it all and give up, you were the one person that gave me strength to keep on going and to keep fighting. Thea, You may have half of my blood running through you but that doesn't mean you're still not a Queen. Speedy, you are the best friend and the best little sister any big brother could've ever asked for, and I know that if Tommy were here, he would agree with me." Hearing Ollie's words made me feel better as the visions of Sara and my mother began to fade from my mind now as a blanket of darkness now began to ungulf me causing me to collapse in Oliver's arms. "Thea? Thea!"

TOO BE CONTINUED...Wow! Talk about intense! Hope Thea will be alright. If you enjoyed the Oliver and Thea brother and sister moment and would like to see more, then please please stay tuned for more as Chapter 3 will be up as soon as I can get it. Ps. In case you were wondering, the song lyrics in this chapter is called Cry by Alexx Calise, which I found to be a perfect fitting tribute to Thea.