So, I've started watching Arrow and am already on the second season. I'm only on episode 6 though, so I started in season one. I'm pretty sure it's when the start looking for Dead shot again, but if I'm wrong tell me in the reviews please. And almost every chapter will start out in Natalia's point of view, just like this one. I'll tell you in the author's note of the chapter what the beginning point of view will be.
I got off the computer and marveled at my recent discovery. Oliver Queen was the Hood. So that's what happened at the island. Walking down the stairs, I grabbed a set of daggers that's sizes ranged from short to long. I jogged down stairs two at a time, and when I got to the various targets I had set up, the lights flickered out.
"Hello Oliver. Did you notice I hacked in already?" I said laughing. I used my superhero hearing to hear where Oliver's next to silent footsteps were coming from, and walked to him.
"Yes I did. How did you get into my system? How did you I was the Hood?" Oliver said looking down at me. He was a few inches taller and I had to look up to look into his eyes.
"It takes an assassin to know an assassin, although you have a bit more reason to killing people." I said, smirking. Oliver growled, and had an arrow in his bow already. "Okay, woah. I just wanted to confirm my assumptions. I mean honestly, once you return from Lian Yu, the vigilante comes along. All of a sudden you visit your fathers factory and decide you want to build a club in the glades, and you're always late to things. Let's face it, you're not the best liar either." I said, putting my hands up. Suddenly, an arrow was flying towards my face and I ducked.
"Too bad. No one can know my secret." Oliver growled out before getting out another arrow. I kicked it out of his hand, and he caught my foot. I used his hand for a balance so I could easily flip over him. He turned around as I did and I threw a punch at his face. It landed satisfyingly, and Oliver came after me. I grabbed a long dagger, and slashed at him. He blocked the dagger with his bow, and I kicked the bow out of his hand and it skidded across the room. He looked over at it momentarily, and I took the chance to tackle him. I pulled out my pocket knife and held it against his throat. He pulled out a knife and held it against my tailbone.
"Pull the knife away or I slit your throat." I hissed. Oliver pulled the knife away cautiously, and I pulled mine away. "Can I get off you or will you try to kill me?" I asked.
"No. You've already beaten me. I have to learn some of those moves." Oliver said, smirking. I got off him, and held out a hand. He grabbed it, and I pulled him off the ground.
"I'll have to teach you then. Come on. Follow me to my lair." I said. Leading him to my training area, I sat on the table that I often had to stitch myself up for when I got shot or stabbed. I watched him take in the awesomeness of my area, and I smirked.
"How did you get all of this equipment?" Oliver asked quietly, marveling in the various training equipment set ups I had.
"My father was an assassin like me. Ever since I was two, he trained me to be the best I could be. We sparred for fun, and when it was time for seriousness, he would take me on jobs. When we would get back, he would stitch himself up and tell me to work on my punches and things. Four years ago, I was fifteen, my father died. My mother moved away with my two younger siblings. My father told me in his last breaths to go to a safe house and train, so I wouldn't die like him." I said as quietly as him. I heard his phone ringing, and he looked at me with understanding bleeding out of his eyes answered the phone.
"Yes Felicity, I'm fine. It was just a misunderstanding. I know, my earpiece was crushed. I'll be back soon. Okay. Meet you and Dig there with her? Yes, it's a girl. Okay. Bye." Oliver said, talking to a Felicity. "I'm sorry about that. I can relate to you about seeing your father die. Now, if I could see your computers, and you can come with me to get some food. I just need to change out of my suit.
Oliver's Point Of View
I finished my sentence and the girl nodded. Honestly, I was shocked a 19 year old was able to beat me. I had fought against grown men a lot bigger than her, and won. But not with her.
"By the way, what's your name? You seem to know everything about me, and I only know your age, where you live, and backstory." I said smiling. The girl turned around, and stopped leading me to her computer base. Hopefully I could put a bug in her computer and transfer double copies over to my computers at my club.
"My name is Natalia. And you only know a fraction of my backstory." Natalia told me. She turned back around, and led me up a couple flights of stairs and stood in the doorway of her base, only letting me in the room a couple of inches. She leaned into my side and whispered into my ear. "You aren't going to bug my computer. I know what people who try to get information on me do." I pulled back, and stared wide eyed. What the hell was up with this girl?
"Okay. We gotta go if we're going to make it to Big Belly on time…" I said. Natalia smiled, and pushed past me. She grabbed a knife and slid it into the pocket of her jeans, and a small gun into the back of her pants. We walked out of the house, and we started running the very short run to my house.