As Oliver Queen, the inheritor of the multi-million dollar invested Queen Industries was sitting at his desk looking over some plans for a new office, his intercom system came on with a man's voice.
"Mr. Queen, Clark Kent is here to see you," said the masculine voice.
"Send him in, Jesus," replied Oliver.
"He's ready to see you, sir".
"Thank you, Jesus," replied Clark.
Seconds later, the automatic doors opened and revealed Clark Kent walking into Oliver's office.
"Hey there, Clark, come in!" he invited him in, rising from his office chair.
As Clark was walking over to Oliver's desk he noticed some blue prints on his desk.
"Planning on some reconstructions, Oliver?" Clark quizzed.
"Yes, well I thought it was time to get out of this old watch tower clock office space," replied Oliver.
"I've been up here for years and I'm ready to build a big headquarters for upgrades in my equipment and weapons."
"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" asked Oliver.
"Well, we have a problem," Clark began.
"Have you heard of a man called Sylar?" asked Clark.
"Sylar? I might have seen that name in a paper some where." replied Oliver.
"Well let me refresh your memory."
After an hour had passed, Clark finally finished explaining to Oliver about the art museum event that had taken place recently and the millionaire Bruce Wayne who just so happened to turn out to be the famous Batman from Gotham City.
"So, this Sylar guy is after anyone who uses these special abilities in the wrong way?" Oliver tried to clear up.
"That's what we have come to find so far," replied Clark.
"That's what he wants you to think, but he is so much more," a voice spoke, though no one else was in the room, or so it appeared.
"Who's there?" asked Oliver as he was backing away from his desk and over to the clock safe to get his bow and arrows.
"Clark, use your X-ray vision ability!" demanded Oliver.
As Clark used his x-ray vision to scan the room, he just so happened to see a figure that wasn't there.
"Show yourself! I can see you!" Clark called to the invisible intruder.
A figure appeared from out of thin air. It was a man with a scar down the left side of his face, standing at about 5'8" tall with raggy clothes.
"I mean no harm," the man said in surrender.
"Who are you? What's your name?" asked Clark.
"The name is Peter, Peter Petrelli. I am one of the special ones from New York City that was able to escape from Sylar. I know about Sylar and his abilities" Peter explained.
"What can he do?" Oliver asked, backing up towards Clark and Peter.
"He can do things that you can only see in your dreams; things that are unimaginable," he explained to them.
"So, you are one of the good guys, right?" Oliver tried to clear up.
"God yes. I am one of the fortunate ones that escaped Sylar when we had our show down at Kirby Plaza," he further explained.
Meanwhile, back at the Kent farm, Chloe was fixing Bruce some coffee.
"I'm sorry we don't have fancy china like I'm sure you do back in Gotham City," Chloe apologized.
"Oh, no, this is wonderful. Thank you." Thanked Bruce.
"No problem. Clark should be back here with a friend of ours that is similar to us. So when did you experience your powers?"
"Well I wouldn't really say that I have powers. I'm more of an honorable citizen that goes around saving the day, kind of like the Green Arrow in Metropolis," explained Bruce, "have you ever had the chance to meet the Green Arrow?"
"Not exactly," replied Chloe with a struck face with shock.
Seconds later Clark, Oliver and Peter all appeared almost out of thin air in the living room.
"Clark?" Chloe called as she and Bruce were walking into the living room from the kitchen.
"Well well well what do you know it's the Cape Crusader himself!" exclaimed Oliver.
"Have you been shooting any walking targets lately, Arrow?" asked Bruce.
Each walked over to each other and colliding with each other embracing in a hug.
"You guys know each other?" asked Clark.
"Of course we do, we are old buddies from Gotham," explained Oliver.
"I remember that one time that we single handedly defeated one of those big time crime lords back before Robin was around. How is that guy doing anyways?" asked Oliver.
"Yea those were the good old days, but then you moved here to Metropolis," replied Bruce, "and he's doing very well lately, after his whole drug problem, but that's another story for another day."
"Anyways guys who is that?" asked Chloe.
"This is Peter, Peter Petrelli. He is one of us, well kind of like us, he was one of the one's from New York that escaped from Sylar," explained Clark.
"Hi, how you doing?" asked Peter.
"How did you do that space/time continuum thingy?" asked Chloe.
"Well there was a guy that I knew back in NYC who had the ability to stop time and do things before you could even blink once," replied Peter.
"So kind of like Clark?" asked Chloe.
"But I have to think of the person and their abilities in order to use them as my own, just like the whole invisible and flying thing, my brother Nathan can fly, and this bum I found on a street in New York taking peoples things without their knowledge and couldn't see him. I just think of him when I want to go invisible," answered Peter.
"So you think of men and you are able to do things?" asked Chloe.
"Not exactly, there are women as well," explained Peter.
Hours and hours into the night went by after dinner and they were still thinking of strategies on how to take out Sylar.
"Well, I should get going back to Metropolis for the night and get ready for our mission against Sylar. I'm working on this special set of arrows that can block out anything and everything for a 50 yard perimeter and also temporary paralyze the living subjects," explained Oliver.
"I'm also trying to build a new office so that I can hide my equipment and costumes, would you like to help me with that one Clark? Bruce? Maybe you can get rid of that Cave that you and Robin have and come up to Metropolis and we all can have a fortress, kind of like your fortress Clark, but not everyone freezes their ass's off," stated Oliver.
"Yes, that sounds good, but not right now especially with Sylar on our hands," said Clark, "somewhere my mother can actually come to as well."
"Well how about I give you a lift to metropolis Oliver? I have someone I need to meet up with that I used to know," suggested Peter.
"That would be a great help to me thanks," said Oliver.