Prison

Disclaimer: This is gonna feature two versions of an idea I got after seeing the season 7 trailer's scenes with Oliver in prison.

Summary: After sleeping with a supposed virgin heiress of a wealthy family, Playboy Oliver Queen spends ten years of his life in prison.

Moscow, Russia, 2018, The Koshmar

For ten long years, one Oliver Queen has spent these years in a nightmarish Hell known as the Koshmar. Which is said to be the worst prison, or Gulag, Russia has to offer. His family had no clue he was even in this Hellhole and likely thought him dead after disappearing while partying. This was due however to the connections one of Russia's most wealthiest families had to ensure things wouldn't get complicated. As they wanted him to suffer for supposedly de-flowering their most treasured daughter, who was also the heiress of their family. What they didn't know is that she'd long since lost her virginity before ever meeting him but they had refused to believe that and he'd been paying the price ever since. No longer was the same boy he'd been before the Koshmar, as now, he was a man. A cold and harsh one with a body of muscle that had taken years to make. Not to mention a bunch of scars on his body from various fights he'd gotten in.

Fights that had occasionally seen him in land in a cold room that ended up making it so that he couldn't feel the cold anymore due to certain nerves of his being ruined by the freezing conditions of the room. He barely remembered how to speak or write in English as he only spoke in Russian thanks to the family's connections to ensure he'd only hear that language when around others in the Koshmar. While freedom and being with his family again was a dream he still clung too at times, another dream of his was to make that damnedable family who put him in this nightmarish Hell pay in ways they couldn't imagine. And he'd certainly learned of quite a few ways to cause that to happen thanks to a few of the inmates and even some of the guards. One of the inmates even trying to get him to start eating flesh thanks to his cannibal tendencies and Oliver had ended up snapping the man's neck when he tried to take a bite out of his own flesh. Which more then likely gave the Huntsman's victims a chance to finally rest in peace from that action. Even if said action had landed him in the cold room for awhile.

And currently, he was in the middle of some push ups in his cell, ignoring his cell mate's daily ritual of prayer as he did so. Something the man had tried to get him involved in but Oliver found he couldn't find it in him to believe in such things as God and the Bible. Not when he'd been in this Hell for so long and had wondered many times why such a higher being would allow him to suffer like this as it was in no way fair. A clanging of the bars however, would capture their attention, allowing them to see that it was Sergei, one of the guards. Someone Oliver wouldn't have minded snapping the neck of due to how he liked to use his nightstick to beat on him. "Is lucky day, American. You finally free from Koshmar. Which make me sad man as enjoy beating on you with my stick. Suppose have to find someone else now, hmm?" Asked the man with a heavy accent with a chuckle as he unlocked the cell door as Oliver stared at him in confusion.

His cell mate murmured something in Russian about how God had finally graced him to see him free but Oliver ignored it thanks to his confusion and stunnedness. "I'm, I'm free?" He asked in Russian.

"Beatings make you hearing go bad? That is what I said, American. Now come."

Sergei, seeing that the American wasn't moving, sighed in disgust and roughly pulled him out and then quickly closed the door. "Come, family waiting for you. Hear they make family who gave us you pay for giving you us."

Oliver frowned at that, as he wanted to be the one to make those bastards pay. Life it seemed wasn't being fair to him as his cell mate called out to him, speaking of the graces of God as others in their block yelled out various things. But perhaps he would wait and see to find out how exactly that damn family had paid before lamenting his lot in life even further. Freedom… It felt like a dream and he was fearful he would awake any moment…

North China Sea, Island Prison Of Lian Yu, 2018

"Well, well, Mr. Queen. It appears someone has somehow managed to discover the fact that you are alive and well and enjoying our hospitality here on Lian Yu." Remarked Edward Fyers to one Oliver Queen.

Who'd been forcibly brought to his office by his security guards that were actually mercernaries. Of course several of Fyers' men had been badly hurt by the American who'd been forced to live in a Hellish Purgatory for the past 10 years. During a little trip to Hong Kong some ten years ago, Oliver had ended up having quite a bit of fun with a cherished daughter of a quite wealthy family that lived in Hong Kong. Needless to say, they hadn't been pleased as they had been intending to marry her off to another wealthy family just to get richer. And the girl had been forced to remain a virgin until then. Or at least until she came across Oliver and in a moment of rebellion, slept with him. Their connections had ensured he ended up on the island prison of Lian Yu with none of his loved ones ever knowing of it.

Ran by a real asshole by the name of Edward Fyers and his equally asshole guards. And if you ended up in the 'tender care' of his doctor, Anthony Ivo, you'd had better do a whole lot of praying that you came away from the experience unscatched. Especially since the man loved to perform experiments on the island prisoners whenever he got a chance. Though if one of Fyers' men did something the warden found unforgivable in whatever way, that unfortunate soul would get to experience Ivo's 'tender care'. Oliver had no idea what happened to the girl he'd slept with and after ten years, honestly didn't give a damn anymore. A prisoner on Lian Yu didn't necessarily have to stay in a cell unless they truly wanted too and since supply runs weren't often done, a prisoner had to learn how to hunt for their own food. Though certain areas of the island were banned places for the prisoners since they were ways off the island. Of course if you managed to get past the mine fields somehow, you had to get past the guards. And in the history of the prison, only one man had done it when no one else had.

Said man being Australian Intelligence's own Slade Wilson. Who was lucky he hadn't lost much of his muscle like many others, Oliver included had prior to ending up on Lian Yu. Oliver himself was a little on the thin side, a far cry from what he used to look like ten years ago. He was also a proud member of the 'Red Dragon' clan, led by Yao Fei and Oliver was even in a relationship with the man's daughter, Shado. He'd learned a lot from Yao Fei and Shado over the years and rarely ever spoke English anymore since there wasn't much point unless he had a run in with Fyers. Who some years ago, had managed to be allowed to run the Lian Yu prison. "Wouldn't… Call it hospitality here." Muttered Oliver to the warden dryly.

Who only chuckled and smirked at the former playboy. "I'm sorry you still feel that way, Mr. Queen. But I suppose I'll just have to accept that. As after all, you are no longer one of my prisoners. Nor is the Gulong family interestingly enough."

Oliver had to quickly hide a look of relief over that bit of news. "Do you… Do you know how I was discovered to be alive and here?"

Fyers shook his head in the negative. "No. But I do have my suspicions. But other then that, I've heard tell your family took part in the whole thing with the connections that they can afford." Idly, Fyers wondered if he could somehow arrange for a little funding from the Queen family before pushing that to the side.

"When do I get to leave?" Asked Oliver, even pinching himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming somehow.

"In two days time. I suggest you and the Gulongs get whatever sort of affairs you may have on this island sorted out before then."

Taking that as the dismissal it was meant to be, a tearful Oliver made his leave from the man's office and quickly hauled ass back to where the Red Dragon clan lived on Lian Yu. Eager to tell Shado, her sister, and their father of what had just happened.

Author's Notes: So which of these two versions would you folks want to see more of?