The Meeting
Oliver Queen sat in his living room. He waiting by the phone knowing it would ring. It would be Batman. Maybe Roy or Connor, but his favor was for Batman. The phone rang.
"Hello Bruce," Queen said into the speaker, "I take it Superman and you had a little scuffle."
On the other side of the line Batman sat in the batmobile. "The time has come Ollie," he spoke into the speaker, "Clark finally stepped over the line. I prayed it would never happen, but it did. We have to be ready. He and some of the others have gone rogue."
"Tell me about it," Ollie said looking at his television set, "I just saw that right winged idiot Allen beating the hell out of the secret service. This was not the way to do it. He could have sat tight while you and I ran for congress, or done what Grace and Metamorpho did with the rest of the Outsiders and broken the law."
"I know," Batman replied, "Meet me in New York in an hour. We have a lot to discuss. Get hold of The Question, and any other hero you think we can trust. Dick has already gotten hold of Robin and the other acting Titans. I just hope some of them haven't been tainted."
"Alright Bruce," Queen said into the phone, "I'll see you in a few hours then."
Queen hung up his phone and went into his room. He had been in semi retirement for nearly a year. I did step out every now and then to play the hero when he was needed, but lately he had enjoyed just being the mayor of Star City. He and Bruce had made plans to run for congress along with several other well respected heroes. Hal and John being two of them. Now their dreams of doing this peacefully had gone up in smoke. Superman had done something that Queen had never thought him truly possible of doing before. He had killed a man. He had killed Luther.
True Luther was no the greatest human being, but he still had a right to live. Oliver sat and remembered his own time of murder. He had killed before himself, and now he regretted ever doing it. He had lost part of himself that day and did not wish for it to happen to another hero. Even if it was a self righteous prick like Clark Kent. Still it had been done and would be up to him and any other hero they could think of to stop him from crossing the line again.
He put on his outfit. It had been three months since the last time he had worn the uniform, and that was only because a riot had broken out. Now something far worse had happened and he knew he could no longer stay semi-retired.
Green Arrow had returned. The world was in chaos and he knew that he, though without superpowers of his own, had the power to inspire some hope to the world. He only hoped it would be enough. He walked out of his room to find two men in red uniforms, both of them with lightening bolts across their chest standing there. Barry Allen and Wally West. The Flash.
"So Superman sent both of you here to do his dirty work?" he asked, "Well then I guess I should be honored that he sent two assholes after me instead of just one of you."
"Please," Barry said, "We haven't come to do anything, but ask you to join us."
Arrow looked at both of them. Two Flashes. Two of the fasted men alive on the planet and they were standing there before him.
"Not a chance in hell," the master archer said, "You can tell him to rot for all I care."
"Sad to here that," Wally said, "Now we have to arrest you and bring you into Justice League authorities."
"You guys know it's not going to be that easy," Arrow said to his former teammates.
"We know, but we figured we would give you fair warning." Barry said with a smug grin on his face.
Oliver stared them down for a minute before flipping his wrist and letting an arrow pop out. He struck the ground with is right as Wally and Barry were on top of him. Suddenly they were moving at the speed of an average human.
"What the hell?" asked Wally right as GA's foot was planted in his face. He flew across the room and fell face first on the ground.
Barry watched as his nephew was hit and threw a punch at Queen. Queen ducked and delivered an uppercut to the stomach of his former friend.
"You know," Queen said, "You and I never agreed much on the matter of Politics. You're a right winged moron and me, will I'm an old lefty," He delivered another punch to Barry across the face, "but we still managed to agree on one thing. We don't like to kill. When I started to kill people it was you and Hal that set me straight. Right now you have yet to really kill anybody, but you're siding with Superman after he ripped a guy limb from limb. Why Barry, why?"
Allen looked up at his old friend and punched him in the jaw. "Because," Allen said, "I couldn't wait any longer. You don't know what it is like to have the power to help people and the right to do it taken away. You have no idea what it was like to sit there and watch while people you cared for were killed and murdered. The only Speedsters in Keystone and Central City were Jay and Bart. True they did some good, but with out me or Wally since we were ban from using out powers we could have done so much more. We could have been able to save so many more lives Ollie. I might not agree with what Superman did, but he did it to save more lives don't you understand."
With that the effects of Ollie's arrow were gone. Barry delivered punch after punch to his former comrade until his faces was bruised into a black and puffed up state. He picked him up and simply said, "You're under going down Ollie. I'm so sorry but you're going to be turned over to the rest of the league."
Oliver somehow managed a smile and simply said, "No, you're the ones going down."
Without warning a sonic boom hit the side of Green Arrow's house that sent both of the Flashes flying. Behind Green Arrow stood his true love Black Canary.
"The tights still fit well on you Oliver," she said.
The reunion was cut short as both Wally and Barry were up and read to continue the attack. Canary let out another Sonic Scream, but this time the Flashes were ready. They dodged out of the way and moved in on Black Canary from the sides.
"BART! JAY! NOW!" shouted Oliver.
In two red blurs both Green Arrow and Black Canary were gone. Barry and Wally looked around.
"Supes isn't going to like this Uncle Barry," Wally said looking at his uncle.
"Maybe not, but we still have some info for him," replied Allen, "Well Oliver, you have chosen the loosing side. I hope you can live with that."