Of Futures
And Pasts
Part 2
Disclaimer: Ha ha ha ha haaa! Here we are my friends! The 200th chapter of my Arrowverse Possibilities fic! Been a long road to get here and all the support from those who've come across this over the past few years has been massively awesome and appreciated! Here's to another 200! Minor side note and I wish I had done something about it in the first part but Samantha and William are part of the group watching the events. This begins right after 'Seeing Red'.
Happy you enjoyed the last chapter Liza! And to WhiteWing for your review on Chap 49, glad you really liked that line from Oliver!
Summary: The group from the past are left reeling with the stunning and horrifying blow of Moira Queen's death from Oliver's memories.
After the latest 'episode' of Oliver's past experiences had ended, the entire large group was silent aside from the tears of the women present (aside from Talia and Nyssa) and even young William himself. Slade was feeling greatly horrified by his future self's actions and wondered how on Earth the Kid could stand to so much as look at him for what he'd done to him and his family. That damned Mirakuru garbage was a true curse and if he was to end up in a similar situation as his other self had, he would ensure his own death to prevent that nightmare from occurring. "Remember." Spoke up Oliver quietly and gaining several of the group's attention.
"The Slade in this room is not at fault for what happened here. So please keep that in mind before you have any notions of trying anything to him." He continued as he noticed several glares in the direction of his old friend.
Granted, any attempts wouldn't work regardless cause of the no fighting rule. But it was best to speak up anyway. "Kid… I, I don't see how you can stand to so much as look at me." Slade told him in stunned disbelief.
"Because I know that wasn't you. That was the Mirakuru, Ivo, and not being more upfront with you that had twisted you into what you saw. It took some time, but you were able to gain some redemption for your actions."
Slade could only stare at him, unable to come up with any sort of response. "Its either foolishness or the sign of a truly good man that you did not kill him." Ra's said.
Oliver just looked at him and slightly shrugged. "Some might say both. But I would have been no better then Fyers, Ivo, Thawne, Damien Darhk, Vandal Savage, or any other psychopath if I had taken Slade's life just because he had been infected by a virus that he was helpless against."
Even if part of him, that dark part of him, had wanted too for the longest time… "I really want to get high or drunk right now." Muttered a sniffling Thea.
Her mother merely hugged her tighter to provide any sort of comfort she could as Tommy thought along the same lines his younger sister did. The sound of the door opening was heard, followed by a young man as he came inside. "Wasn't expecting you to show up this soon." Oliver told the newcomer.
Who just smiled. "Well, I wasn't, but after that? I thought it might be a good idea as a distraction from the memories they just watched."
Oliver just nodded as several in the room looked at him with curiousity as he turned his attention away from Oliver to stare at Samantha Clayton and smiled at her. His eyes beginning to water some at the sight of her. "Wow, its good to see you, mom." He told her with a waver to his voice.
Everyone, young William included, looked at her in surprise but she paid them no mind. "Who, who are you?"
Did she have another son at some point? As the alternative, despite the fact Aliens and time travel existed, was something she didn't think she could handle. Instead of saying anything, he just walked up to her and pulled her into a hug. "Hey!" Cried out little William.
"Relax, little me, I'm not gonna hurt our mom." Sniffled the older William.
Young William could only look at him in shock and he wasn't the only one either for that matter. Yes, I thought as much was the case. Mused Ra's to himself.
Samantha pulled away from him with a wide eyed look of surprise on her face. "You… You're, my William?"
"I am, mom. And you have no idea how good it is to see you."
Oliver could only stare at the scene with pure sadness on his face. Wishing yet again that his son hadn't lost his mother at such a young age. But with what they are doing right now, that would hopefully change. And with how the newcomer who was apparently a much older William was acting, some were getting a very bad line of thinking in their heads about why he seemed so emotional where Samantha was concerned. Said line of thinking gained more ground when the older William started to sob uncontrollably and despite being a little out of her depth, Samantha hugged the older version of her baby boy tightly. And Moira, despite herself, had wondered when exactly her son had found out the truth.
As he had been quite tight lipped on the subject ever since revealing his fatherhood early on in their viewing of his memories.
Author's Notes: If I end up making you cry from this, I apologize. And this is probably not how anyone thought things would go either o.0. Special thanks to Naitch03's 'Past Is Prologue' fic as that fic is a huge ass help in things like this.