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It had been another year again. This should be around the time that Oliver came back from the mission from Russia. I had hoped that he met with Bratva and Anatoly trained him in the way of the Bratva. Hopefully.
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A man in a black standard suit design of the League of the Assassins was walking through the hall. He didn't have his hood up to protect his identity, and he was walking fast, like in a hurry. Al-Sahhim, formerly known as Oliver Queen, just came back from his mission in Russia.
He stopped for a moment before asking an assassin nearby. "Where is Al-Maut?"
"He is in his lab, Al-Sahhim," and then Al-Sahhim continued his walk towards Al-Maut's lab. He took several turns before he reached the place. He pressed somekind of a bell button, and then a voice was heard.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Al-Sahhim. I need to talk to you."
And then the door was opened, revealing a man with a medium length dirty blonde hair, with some beard on his face, about 5'9" tall, slim built of a body sitting on his chair while working of somekind of project. (Dave Franco with beard)
"How's Russia, Al-Sahhim? I take it went well," he said.
"The mission went well, Kyle," now that took the other man off guard when Al-Sahhim used his real name in the conversation.
"Well Oliver, tell me what bothers you."
"While I was in Russia, I met Anatoly Knyazev from Bratva. And in order to take down Kovar, the target of my mission, I needed Bratva's resources and Anatoly helped me to get into Bratva. One thing led to another, I was officially in."
"And what's the trouble then?" Kyle asked.
"The problem is, Kovar was selling an earthquake machine to someone. Someone we know very well. I never-"
"Let me guess. Malcolm Merlyn," after Kyle said that, Oliver seemed very shocked. "Before you asked, I've done my homework on him. From what you told me, he was gone off the grid after the death of his wife, Rebecca. And two years later, returned home again. And guess where he went?"
"Nanda Parbat," Oliver pieced two and two together and then he got the whole picture.
"Yes, you are right. Apparently, he was one of the horsemen by the name of Al-Saher. The Magician. He seeked the League to help him in turning his grieve into something else. Power, and Ra's took him in."
"But why would he want an earthquake device?"
"Guess, Ollie. We survived this long not because of our stupidity," Kyle said to Oliver while hinting another clue.
Oliver thought about what would Malcolm wanted to the point he would buy an earthquake device? And then a realization struck him. "He wants revenge. His wife was dead in the Glades. By the people there. He wants to take revenge of his wife's death by leveling the whole Glades to the ground."
"Exactly. I have more data about his Undertaking plans, but you need to be prepared to accept the truth. Are you prepared?" hearing that question made Oliver very curious. After some times, Oliver resolved his conviction and nodded.
Kyle showed Oliver all the data he had gathered over the years about Malcolm's plan, The Undertaking and his associates. All the data was shown in the form of holographic like the one S.H.I.E.L.D and Tony Stark had.
And Oliver saw it. His jaw dropped down, his eyes widened, his hands were shaking. To say he was shocked was an understatement. "Impossible."
"I'm sorry, Ollie. That's the truth."
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Oliver was still in his shock. That's understandable because you just found a very harsh truth about your parents. And now you knew that they were not as good as you knew them.
"So what are you gonna do?"
"Help me protect the city."
I looked at Oliver to see his resolve. "Please, Kyle. I can't do it alone."
"What if Ra's doesn't allow it?"
"Well let's just hope we don't have to kill so many to get out."
Okay. This was lit. I couldn't help but smirked at Oliver's resolve.
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"You guys want to what?!" Sara just shouted at us after we told her what were we gonna do.
"Yeah. It's kinda complicated but I can't ignore it, Sara! How many innocents will die?" Oliver said.
We agreed to tell Sara first before going to Ra's, and asked him to release us from our vows. "If you don't wanna come, it's your choice. We won't blame you for anything," I said to Sara helping Oliver talking.
"I'm sorry. But, I can't go home yet. Maybe I'll visit once a while," we smiled at that and then we hugged. "I understand. Go safe our city Oliver, Kyle. I really can't believe it, Malcolm would do something like that."
And we looked to each other in silence agreement. We would see Ra's together, and together we went.
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We, me and Oliver, were bowing our heads in the presence of Ra's al-Ghul. We told him the truth why we wanted to leave the League to return to Starling. And we're still waiting for his response.
He kept gazing at us, looking at our body languages and finally he spoke. "I knew this day would come eventually. You seek us to guide you, train you in our way. And you both have grown into such an honorable men. From the beginning, I knew your lifes were not meant in the League. I could see it in your eyes that something would call you to leave. But know this, you both have pioneered the League into feats that it haven't seen since the creation of it. For that, I still accepted you into our order."
"Usually, I'd deny this kind of request. But you two, maybe Al-Sahfer as well – you could leave the League anytime you wanted, and no one, even me, would have been able to stop you. But you came here instead, speaks of your character, of your honor," he continued.
He raised from his throne and nodded his head. "I will release you from your vows, and acknowledge you as our allies," he said with authority, "with conditions. You must continue to uphold the League's value and code after your departure. Continue our mission in eradicating this world of evils through any means necessary."
"We promise that."
"Good. I believe it's time for your homecoming, yes?"
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We agreed to chose Lian Yu as our cover story. We were stranded on the same island when our boat went down. We went there by the Quinjet I made for the League. Surely, the league had improved very significantly because of me. And for that, I had Ra's as my ally.
"So, this is it?" Nyssa said the 'word' as our parting came closer as time passed by. She looked around the island and then Sara came out of the plane. "I'm glad you aren't leaving too, Sara. It would be boring in the League without a fellow woman."
"Don't worry, Nyssa. I won't be leaving anytime soon." Sara replied to her.
Another thing I discovered was Sara and Nyssa really liked each other. I thought that she wouldn't be a bisexual because my intervention. Apparently, it didn't change it at all. But, Sara was still Sara.
"Alright. It's been a very enjoyable ride, but yeah, this is it. Don't worry, we'll stay in touch."
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And now, it's just me and Oliver on the island. We're waiting on a fisherman boat that Sara had payed to picked us up here on the island. While we're waiting, I told Oliver his new suit capabilities and taught him how to use it to its full potential.
I was just finished telling him about the retractable bow on hand. "So, just stretch your hand as if you want to summon a weapon from inside you. You know like Thor summoning his Mjolnir. Yeah like that," Oliver was pretty much a dork when it came to my techs and I had to spell it by letter to him.
"Wow. It's very useful and nice. Thanks, though. How about we spar?"
"How do you want it? Archer versus archer? Anything goes? You choose the battle. I can fight you and beat you on any type of battle you want. Anytime, anywhere," my mockery just made him laugh and he stopped laughing.
"How about archer versus archer? I'm not arrogant enough to say I could take you down. You clearly outclassed me," well, that's a nice thing from the supposed infamous Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow. Or the would be Green Arrow.
"Ready when you are, Ollie."
He smirked and without a warning he shot his arrow with a quickdraw release. I raised my own bow and shot back.
CLANG
The sound of our arrows collided with each other. And we prepared for another round and shot another, another, and another. We kept shooting until the both of us realized that we were both out of arrows. And none of the arrows we shot at each other hit our target. If I wasn't here to mess with the plot, Oliver would never get the training from the League. And he would spend more times to honed his archery skills. He would spent seven more years to be able to outsmart his opponents, and he did it while he got no idea how his would be enemies would strike.
Now, he wouldn't be the person who was still looking for his purpose after returning from the island. He would be ready.
As we realized that we were both out of arrows, we ran to each other with our fists up. Oliver's fist hit my face and sent me off balance. It wasn't a problem at all as I retaliated back at him by sending a kick to his chest, followed by rapid punches to his head, body, and leg. I finished my combo with a roundhouse kick to him. Oliver was stumbling against my barrage earlier.
"Not a bad move. My turn," he smirked as he rushed back at me.
I made sure to turn on the red sun radiation wristband to had a level playing field as Oliver. I wouldn't fight in an uneven grounds with him. I would obliterate him if I wasn't.
His fist was blocked by my palm and redirected it to the side but he kicked me in the gut and made me fall on my back. He jumped towards me in an attempt to finish me off but I rolled to the left to avoid the strike.
We traded blow by blow, fist by fist, and both of us didn't realized that by throwing blows to each other, our suits absorbed the kinetic energy from the blows and store it up in it. When our last blow hit, our fists met and then the suits released the stored kinetic energy like a energy blast.
BOOM!
"AAARRGGHHH!" we both shouted as we were flying back, hitting several trees before we stopped and dropped to the ground. Well that was hurt. I got back up and checked on Oliver. Thankfully he was up too.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING?" it seemed I needed to explain what else the suit could do, and it would take a while.
"Okay. I may had forgotten another litte thing."
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After I finished explaining the kinetic energy part to Oliver, we decided to put on our fake beard to make our story of being stranded on this island for 5 years more authentic. Because if not, people would ask question about us having a barbershop treatment while on this island. And I for one, wanted to prevent the unnecessary slipped up.
"Do you think I should tell my family about what we're going through?"
"I suggest you to tell Thea. I don't see a reason as why we mustn't tell her. Because as far as I know, a sister will appreciate her brother to be honest with her. Maybe if she was interested, we could use her help in the field," I said the last part with anticipation that Oliver might yell at me.
"Bring her in the field?! Okay, that's a big no! What kind of big brother am I if I allow my little sister fighting crimes in the city with the highest crime rate in the country?" yup. Definitely right.
"For your information, the highest in the country is Gotham, not Starling. Even in Gotham there's already a vigilante and he's been at it for years now," I replied him. He looked at me with a look that told me that I was crazy.
"The Batman? He's a myth. An urban legend that was made by the GCPD to scared off the criminals. He ain't real," this time, I was the one smirking.
"Ohh. He's very real, Oliver. Anyway, I'm serious about telling Thea and bringing her into the fold. We need more muscle on the field. Besides, lies will bring nothing but bad things. Your parents are already in the blanket with the Undertaking, and you hadn't known until I told you, eventhough they acted under duress by Malcolm. Anyway, we already have enough lies. You'll hurt her by lying to her," I hoped that was the end of discussion for it.
But unfortunately, it wasn't.
"What about you? The two of us will be enough to fight crimes in the city. Why bring Thea, too?"
"Because I'm not going into the field with you. I'll be overwatching you from the base. By the way, I use my company basement as our base. So, we need more people in the field."
And then, I heard a sound of a boat approaching us. "Ollie, the boat is here. Hurry!"
Finally we're going back home.
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"Hello?"
"Dad," Oliver decided to call his father as soon as we were saved by the fishermen and already on board. He borrowed a phone and then dialed Robert's number.
It seemed that Robert was very confused. Understandable, he had already accepted the fact that his son was dead. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm sure you called the wrong number."
"Dad, it's me. It's Oliver. I'm alive," that was another bomb dropped for Robert, and I was expecting him to get angry at that.
"My son is dead. He has been dead for 5 years. Now, I don't know who are and what kind of joke you tried to pull off but –"
That was the words I managed to hear with my super hearing before Oliver cut him, "At Thea's fourth birthday, she was crying when a balloon was blown up and got scared. Me and Tommy took Mom's lipstick and drew our faces like a clown to looked really silly, and then she started to laugh again and she was happy again. And then you said, 'Good work, Oliver. But I think you just dirtied your mother's make-up and I have to buy her a new one again.'"
There was silence after that. I wasn't sure how Robert reacted on the other side. But one thing that I knew, he was shocked, sad, happy, all of it were mixing together on a whole new taste of emotion.
"…Oliver?"
"Hey, Dad. It's me. I'm not sure where I am, but, I'm on a boat. And I'm coming home."
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After that boat trip, we had gotten on a private plane trip back to the US. One of the benefits of being a billionaire and stranded on the same island with fellow billionaire.
"We shouldn't have any problems when we get back," Oliver said that to himself. Seriously, he was going at it for a while now. He should just relax. It's not like we brought some additional alien with us. I already had reputation in the world, and surely, I had background already. Kyle Kennedy was really a billionaire coming back from the dead.
"Seriously, Ollie? First thing you expect when coming home is trouble? We are being revived from the dead literally. No one will ask you anything. We'll be a celebrity for a while. Anyone who's stupid enough to attack us right when we get home is very stupid. Not that anyone could attack us and still alive that is," the thing was, I really needed some relaxation time for my mind and body. "Can I stay at your place, though? I really want to know how's your house. Maybe hooked up your place with some of my 'company' techs. Kennedy, Inc. Not the Fortress."
"Well sure. I'll tell my parents about it," I nodded at him and then sipped my wine. I really enjoyed wine, not because they couldn't make me drunk, because of the taste.
"I know it's hard to see them again. I imagined a lot of them had moved on. At the very least, you still had your family with you, Ollie. Me? All my family was dead when Krypton exploded. My company is consisted of androids that I made from Krpton's techs and are being controlled by my AI," when I said that, Ollie spitted out his wine right to my face. "Watch it, dude!"
"Robots? It means that the money is ALL coming to your own pocket?"
"Well, yeah. I could easily buy the Queen Consolidated and Merlyn Global at the same time and I'd still have enough money to last two lifetimes," I leaned back like a boss as I finished my boasting. "I'm literally the richest man in the world. And we should build another base. Our main base. The one in my basement should be our emergency bunker. Do you have a place?"
"I see your point. I think I have just the place. But it will need a massive renovation."
"Not a problem. Maybe we should add a cover. A club, perhaps?"
"Brilliant," I think that was settled for the base part. Surely, I would make the club last longer than in the canon. And I would never allow the enemies to know Oliver's secret identity. I'd rather sacrifice myself.
"Mr. Queen, Mr. Kennedy, please fasten your seatbelts. We are now preparing for landing. And…welcome home."
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As we got out of the plane, I saw the scene of the airport runway before me and took a deep breath of the air. "I'm back, baby."
Finished