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Chapter 6: What the hell was that?
"That's not entirely true. When the yacht went down, dad and I both made it to a lifeboat, along with a crew member. We drifted for days, maybe weeks, I don't know. Then one day my dad pulled out a revolver and shot the crew member right in front of me. Then he told me that he wasn't the man I thought he was and to right his wrongs if I survived, right before he shot himself in the head." Oliver said as Laurel covered her mouth in horror.
"Why didn't you tell your mom and Thea?" Laurel asked.
"Trust me when I say they're better off not knowing that. I don't want to ruin their memory of dad." Oliver said.
"I guess I can understand that, but where did you find this suit?" Laurel asked.
"Let's just say I was not alone the entire time I was gone." Oliver said.
"You keep saying you were gone, not on the island. What aren't you telling me?" Laurel asked.
"Plenty. And some of it I'm not allowed to talk about." Oliver said, making it clear that the conversation was done and Laurel backed off, understanding that Oliver wasn't in the mood to talk about it anymore.
"Well are you at least going to tell me why you were in the Glades earlier?" Laurel asked.
"I was trying to find a suitable base of operations. I did and I've also decided I want to open a nightclub." Oliver said.
"Why?" Laurel asked.
"I need to provide a cover as to why I'll be down at my father's steel factory every night and turning it into a nightclub seems like a viable idea." Oliver said.
"You're a lot smarter than people give you credit for." Laurel said.
"I know." Oliver said as he kissed her.
"So, are you going to go out tonight?" Laurel asked.
"No, tonight I unpack and it's gonna take some time to get all the wheels turning, but soon, I'll be up and running." Oliver said.
"Okay then, we better get started on unpacking then." Laurel said
The Next day
"I see the Club is coming along nicely." Laurel said as she entered the basement.
"You made sure no one saw you punch in the code?" Oliver asked.
"Relax, no one saw me, though considering how many hot and sweaty construction guys you have working out front, you might want to consider putting in a side entrance." Laurel said.
"Did you really just call those construction workers hot in front of your arrow shooting boyfriend?" Oliver asked.
Laurel smiled and said "Relax, I'm a one man kind of girl, especially when that man is a hero."
"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not a hero. I'm just a guy doing what needs to be done." Oliver said.
"You're saving lives and making this city a better place Ollie, I think that's the definition of being a hero. You're just not the traditional type of hero." Laurel said.
"Agree to disagree." Oliver said.
"Fair enough. But anyway, when do we start my training?" Laurel asked.
"As soon as you change into more appropriate clothes than a suit. Did you really come here dressed for court?" Oliver asked incredulously.
"Of course not, but I thought that wearing yoga pants and a sports bra might draw some unwanted attention." Laurel said.
"You can go change and then we begin." Oliver said.
Laurel nodded as she headed towards the changing area Oliver had set up in the lair.
When she came back out, she was wearing tight black yoga pants and a deep blue sports bra.
"So, are we doing this or what?" Laurel asked.
"Yep. Catch." Oliver said, tossing her a metal staff.
"What's this?" Laurel asked.
"Something tells me that you'll be a bit more skilled in melee combat, so we're training with these." Oliver said.
"Okay, but I thought you only used arrows?" Laurel asked.
"I do, but I never said I only know how to use arrows." Oliver said as he swung at her and hit her arm.
"Ow, what the hell?" Laurel asked.
"Sorry Laurel, but if you want me to train you, this is what it looks like. I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your teacher." Oliver said.
"Seriously?" Laurel asked.
"This is how I was taught. My teacher was my friend, but when he was training me, he was my opponent. That's the only way this works. It created a survival instinct in me that created my willingness to do whatever it took to survive, including kill. If you're going out into the field, than you need to have that very same instinct." Oliver said.
"Okay, I guess." Laurel said.
"Just relax your mind, don't think about what you're doing, just let instinct take over." Oliver said as he swung at her again, but this time she caught the stick with her own.
"Like that?" Laurel asked.
"Don't get cocky. Out there, you get overconfident, you get a bullet in the head." Oliver said as they continued to spar.
They continued to spar for a few minutes before Oliver knocked Laurel down to the ground.
He raised his stick like he was going in for the final strike, when Laurel screamed and something unearthly happened.
Laurel's scream emitted a supersonic sound that actually sent Oliver flying to the other side of the room.
"What the hell was that?" Oliver asked.
"I have absolutely no idea. All I know is that I feel different. As if something inside of me was just activated." Laurel said.
"Well, this certainly complicates things." Oliver said, thinking that whatever was going on with Laurel right now could get her into trouble with the wrong people, particularly, Amanda Waller.
"Yeah, although, you can't deny that it is kind of cool and could come in handy." Laurel said.
"I never said it wasn't, but Laurel, we need to figure out how the hell this happened and how you can control it. I mean, this is uncharted territory, even for me and I've met a guy who literally sucked the life out of people by touching them." Oliver said.
"Seriously?" Laurel asked.
"Year 4 while I was gone. Let's just say that was the year I learned that nothing is impossible. Not even magic." Oliver said.
"Okay I'm not even going to ask." Laurel said.
"Good, you don't want to know." Oliver said.
"Anyways, back on the subject of this ability, I think I know someone who can help. I have a friend in Central City from back in law school. She's a scientist that I trust and I think she might be able to help us get some answers. She works at the Scientific and Technological Advanced Research Laboratories or S.T.A.R. Labs for short." Laurel said.
"Okay, I guess we're going to Central City for a few days. What's your friend's name?" Oliver asked.
"Dr. Caitlin Snow." Laurel said.
I know I said last chapter there is going to be a sex scene in this Chapter but I couldn't fit in with The storyline anyway did Laurel just develop her canary cry ? Read the next chapter to find out.
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