Defender?

Or

Destroyer?

Disclaimer: Holy Beanpole, Batman! I hadn't realized this fic had hit 600 reviews until tonight! Tonight being 4 in the morning on the 24th of July 2019 that is. 307K plus words, 145 favs, and 130 follows. Huge thanks to everyone who's been supporting this fic since I started it way back in March 2015. And here's to more years, folks! Now, with that out of the way, this little teaser idea is a crossover with Kingdom Hearts. Or will be as this is just essentially the beginning aka pre-island days. And yes, I have been playing Kingdom Hearts lately.

Summary: Young Oliver Queen finds himself in a very strange dream.

"Okay… Did I drink too much or what? Because this is some weird s**t." Muttered one Oliver Jonas Queen as he floated about in an endless black void of nothing.

Oliver is the son of billionaires Robert and Moira Queen, the Queens being the richest family in all of Starling City, Washington. The men wanted to BE him and the ladies WANTED him thanks to his status and good looks. Hell, some men even wanted him as well but he just didn't swing that way much to their eternal dismay. Many thought he didn't give a damn about anything but himself, his parents included in that line of thinking and that's just how he preferred it. Though of course he loved the Hell out of his baby sister, Thea and would beat the Hell out of anyone who tried anything with her. Or would valiantly try to do so considering he wasn't the sort who liked to fight much. No answer was given at first as he continued to float about.

Even finally realizing that he was stark naked as well. "Okay… Naked as well… I really did drink too much. Either that, or someone slipped me something because I don't normally dream like this."

And with his life as it is, it was certainly possible someone slipped him something for some purpose or another. "Are you a Defender? Or are you a Destroyer?" Came a voice he definitely did NOT recognize.

"What!? Who said that!?"

He spun around and his eyes widened as he saw a much older man dressed in a ridiculous outfit. Said outfit being a long blue robe and some hoaky hat that a magician would probably wear. He also had a long grey beard as well. His eyes looked perfectly O shaped as well somehow. "Defender or Destroyer?"

"Uhh… Neither. Just a ridiculously good looking guy who obviously had too much."

The man just stared at him. "To know the answer to this question is to help in the path to truly knowing yourself. And in the battle against the Darkness."

"Uh-huh, right."

"Are you Defender or Destroyer?"

Rolling his eyes at the weirdo, Oliver decided to humor him. "I'm a Defender of the babes when it comes to their lame ass boyfriends and a Destroyer of my parents' hopes and dreams for me."

Again, the man just stared at him, but also included narrowing his eyes at him as well. "In time, the answer shall be learned."

And with that, Oliver found himself sitting up in bed. Not paying attention to the hand of the Redheaded Model next to him sliding off his chest as he did so. "Man… I've gotta stop drinking so much." Muttered the young Queen as he shook his head.

Author's Notes: I'm fairly certain I'll be adding a second part to this idea at some point. Not sure I'll be doing a full on story however but that could always change.