Hello! I have had this idea burning in my head all day, I decided to write it out and see where it takes me. An Alternate universe story in which Felicity's twin sister, The Oracle asks Oliver to protect her from the Bratva.

1. The Oracle

"Oracle" his voice was low and deep, the one he regularly used under the hood, and sounded out of breath from all the commotion. The woman in front of him smiled, but the gesture didn't reach her eyes. She had long full dark coopery brown hair, and her lips where slightly open, panting of exertion. She straightened up chin rising up in the air, as he rose up deep blue eyes studying her movements.

"Mr. Queen, long time…" she started to say expression going more relaxed as her slim arms hanged to her sides still holding the gun on her hand, eyes fixed on him almost without blinking. She hadn't seen him in two years, and was happy to find him looking better than before, stronger and more reserved. She felt this was an improvement from the confused boy she had saved in the Island so many years ago.

"I didn't think I will see you again" he interrupted, as he looked down to the two men in the ground, who were still breathing barely alive. He came to his knees and began to tide them up; Diggle was not far away, probably on his way now that he had seen a strange woman showing up to help him.

"You don't sound so happy" she smirked but he didn't return the gesture, calculating eyes over her.

"I can say that I am" it was the truth and he wanted to cut down the chase, there was only one reason the Oracle was in front of him that night. It wasn't to chitchat, but was to claim the favor he owed her. His expression was hard, as he came up to his feet "cut down the chase Megan, I don't have time to waste"

"It's my sister" she said suddenly, the cold mask that had been previously on her face slid off, Oliver could see she was concerned and even pained.

"You have a sister?" his brows met in the middle as he studied her movements, she looked uncomfortable and raw. He had never seen her looking so vulnerable before "I thought that you had lost the only member of your family in that freighter in Lian Yu" she took a step towards him swallowing loudly.

"I might have lied to you then… that doesn't mean you didn't killed my family on that Freighter" she reminded him, voice poisonous and angry. Oliver didn't flinch, he took a step forward to meet her, their bodies where close and they both irradiated warm of anger and mixed emotions.

"He killed Shado, he poison Slade and threaten Sara… if I remember correctly he had been experimenting with you too" Her face contorted in anger.

"He was trying to safe me" she said shortly, a finger tapping his hard chest, her eyes squinted "I saved you, I saved your friend… you owe me Oliver" he pressed his lips into a thin line and didn't fight back. Megan stepped back a corner of her lips tweaked up into a half smile "I guess you haven't forgotten"

"What is that you want?" he said patience running thin, feeling as if ants where crawling on his skin, wanting to be far away from her and his haunted past.

"My sister… she is in danger"

"I'm sure you can take care of your sister… clearly" he said one hand waving to the men in the ground, Megan crossed her arms in front of her chest and starred him down.

"I could and have been for years, but she doesn't know who I am Oliver, she doesn't know that I exist, I can't fully take care of her from the shadows"

"That is not my problem" Oliver said coldly and turned to leave, having enough of her.

"I am dying… and even if I could keep protecting her, me being close only puts her in more danger" Oliver stayed in silence for a moment, back facing her while his eyes fixed in a point on the building in front of him. His heart beating slowly on his chest and he was surprised he felt pain at her admission. She was dying… the woman who saved him from that sinking boat, who had taken him and Sara to Russia and kept them alive, who taught him greatly how to fight, how to not trust anyone.

Who had betrayed him to her own agenda, made him a killer who battled his own demons daily. I guess Ivo her father was truly the man who made Oliver a killer, he had been the first man he killed in cold blood.

"They found me here… it's only a matter of time before they find her too"

Oliver turned on his heals and starred at her, trying to find any lies, to see behind her bright blue eyes if she was manipulating him like she had done so many times before. She was a smart woman, smarter than anyone he had ever known.

"Who found you?" his voice didn't sound so distant anymore, his eyes studied her and noticed that she looked the same, slim but more muscular, thick lips, small nose and pale skin that contrasted with her dark hair. She was wearing dark pants, a light lilac shirt and leather jacket.

"The league" she said after a moment of silence.

"The league is in Starling?" his brow furrowed in concern "they don't have any business being here" in his city.

"I'm their business, and I am here protecting her from the Bratva… but I can't protect her from them and from the League of Assassins" she sounded desperate and he was angry with himself knowing he was going to end up agreeing to whatever the Oracle was about to ask.

"Why would the Bratva want anything with her Megan, if she is so defenseless that needs protecting it makes no sense… was she involved with anything that Ivo was working on?" he asked after a moment and she shook her head violently. He was the Captain of the Bratva in Starling, and very few people knew about it.

He was disconnected from the Russian mafia and wanted to keep it that way. Megan was quiet for a moment and he noticed she was shifting her weight around, face contorting in pain for a moment.

"Are you hurt?" he asked suddenly, sounding more concerned that he should have. He mentally scowled himself for it and put his indifferent mask back on.

"Glad to hear your still care" she said with a smile and he glowered at her and didn't comment back "I am not hurt, not from this fight either way… my muscles and bones are losing their battle with the disease, I guess the treatments my father was working on before didn't cure me after all, I am not sure when I will lose my legs…"

"You said your sister doesn't know you, that you exist… explain how is that she is in danger but is not connected to you" he changed the subject.

"When my parents found out I was sick when I was young, there wasn't much they could do but wait until I die, medicine was not going to cure me, but just help me for a few years… my sister, she is not sick like I am, my father was a doctor as you know, and wanted to find a cure, he started to design the serum… the one you and Sara destroyed when you killed him" she sounded angry for a moment but then it was gone and he was glad, it wasn't a fight he wanted to have with her again.

"… He left them, my mother and my sister and took me with him, I guess she was too young when we left for her to remember me" she sounded upset, her eyes went to the ground momentarily, she took a deep breath before speaking again, trying to regain her control, thinking what she wanted to say to him.

"…Maybe she just blocked the memory of us to protect herself, I don't know, all that I know is that she is smart, she has skills that the Bratva will love to acquire, and she is innocent Oliver, she has nothing to do with what my father did to Anatoly, she doesn't deserve their wrath" she sounded pleading as his eyes studied her intently.

"And what is that you want me to do? Talk to Anatoly, expect he will forgive his vendetta with your family?" he sounded cold and distant.

"I want you to keep her safe, whatever it takes… she doesn't need to know about me, or our father, my mom and her… they don't know anything, as far as they know I died when I was five, and he abandon them" Oliver took a breath and shifted on his heals.

"You owe me, and Sara does too… if you wont help me I will have to ask her and she will have to deal with the Bratva, may I remind you she is not the Captain" she reminded him and Oliver gave her a hard look.

"Glad to know you haven't changed Megan" he said sarcastically.

"Glad to know you have" she retorted.

"You will leave Starling City if I chose to help you" it was a statement and she nodded gravely.

"I will go to Gotham City… far away from you and Sara and her" Oliver's hand pressed his nose bridge, taking a deep breath thinking for a moment about it. He remembered that night when he shot Ivo on the head, his eyes wide in shock and the sound of the gun in the cold wet room. She remembered Sara's hand on his arm and Megan's screams from outside.

"What's her name?" he asked after a moment and she smiled relieved.

"Her name is Felicity, Felicity Smoak… don't fail me Oliver, or I will come back and bring the league behind me" she said, Oliver opened his lips to retorted back, but steps rounded from the metal stairs on the side of the building. He turned around to face the intruder, hand going up to his hood, placing it on top of his head quickly. He raised his bow and placed an arrow in it fluidly to lower it almost immediately when he saw the shape of John Diggle appear, he had his gun drawn out and he examined the rooftop before putting the gun down. Dark eyes meeting Oliver's blue ones.

"Where did she go?" he asked quickly and Oliver turned around to see that she had left, probably disappeared in the shadows of the night.

"She's gone" he said and both his arms hanged down, hart beating fast as her name and memories took over his mind.

"Who was she?" Diggle asked and he was next to Oliver, leaning down to inspect the two robbers that were on the floor still knocked out.

"Someone from my past…"

"A good someone, or a bad one?" their eyes met and he could see Diggle was a mixture of concerned and curious.

"Neither… both" Oliver said and let himself breath at ease for the first time in the last 30 minutes "lets call the Police so they can come and get this scumbags and head to the Foundry… I will tell you about the Oracle there"

"So let me get this straight… when you where in Lian Yu there was a ship … and that ship had a bunch of fugitive, criminal scumbags that a crazy doctor was experimenting on to save his daughter" Diggle sounded disbelieving. Oliver took a bite of his burger and simply nodded.

"Yep, seems like you got all the details right" he said after he had swallowed and Diggle rose an eyebrow still skeptical.

"You got out of that hell of an Island and didn't come back home straight away… why?"

"I didn't have a choice" Oliver snapped his brow furrowed and his eyes steely "It's not like I wanted to be dragged all the way to Russia, it's a long story and maybe I will tell you all about it someday but all you need to know is that the people that got us out of the Island took Sara, Megan and me unwillingly, and Megan… the Oracle, she kept us alive"

"She sounds like a hero" Diggle said voice full of irony.

"She was far from a hero… but I am alive because of her, when we were in that Island trying to survive Ivo and his mercenaries, we found a submarine, it was old and we didn't really know how to use it, I end it up saving from the Freighter a few people, the leader of the Russian mafia was among them… he had been kidnapped by Ivo, who interestingly enough didn't seem to care at the moment he was pissing off someone very powerful"

"I guess he though the guy wasn't going to make it out alive" Diggle said, he crossed his hands on the table in front of him and Oliver nodded, eyes lost in a fixed spot in the foundry back wall, remembering.

"I am telling you all of this Diggle because what I am about to take on is going to affect the mission we are on, this good we are doing to this city… you deserve to know" Diggle preserved his serious stance, dark eyes fixed on Oliver.

"A.R.G…" Oliver stopped pressing his lips realizing he almost gave it away completely "The people who where holding us were a secret US government agency, they realized I had acquired some training in Lian Yu, and they took advantage of it, they threaten my life and Sara's if we didn't cooperate, they wanted us to be spies of sorts, soldiers" Oliver took a deep breath, swallowing the thick knot that had formed in his throat, Diggle seemed more alert knowing well of the agency Oliver was talking about, but choosing not to say so.

"They said it would be easy to kill someone that the whole world already thought dead" Oliver's eyes met Diggle's and he knew that his friend believed him. Every word made the room grow smaller around him, the horrible memories of assassinations, tortures and beatings.

"Megan was good with computers… her code name was The Oracle, she normally didn't come to the missions with Sara and I, she stayed behind computers and guided us in… the last mission we were together it was different, we were told the three of us needed to go in"

"We got out away because she discovered we were investigating a Bratva crime. She knew Ivo had kidnapped someone high up in the ranks, she didn't know how high up… but she knew I had saved him from the Freighter" Oliver paused mind filled with memories "she told us she will cover for us, tell them we were killed, she urged us to leave and contact Anatoly. We thought she was tricking us somehow, but we had been working with her for a year and wanted to trust her… we left her there"

"And what happened… you didn't come back then, and you most certainty didn't come back with Sara" Diggle said. Oliver expression grew a little darker and he took another deep breath.

"I wasn't ready to come back Diggle, not after all the things I lived through… the things I did, plus I wish I could say my journey ended when I met Anatoly and he remembered I had saved him, but it didn't"

"So what happened with Sara, did she go to the Bratva too?" Oliver shook his head and lowered his face, not wanting to remember any more.

"We got separated a few days later… she didn't want to be a part of it, I didn't know what had happened to her, later we found out she had been taken by the League" Diggle nodded remembering the League of Assassins coming to Starling City the year before, looking for Sara.

"So the league is behind this woman… The Oracle" Diggle said changing the subject back to what had happened earlier that night.

"Apparently so"

"And she wants you to protect a sister that doesn't know she exists from the Russian Mafia" Oliver nodded jaw tightening.

"I don't know if that is such a good idea" Diggle said simply and Oliver nodded sharply.

"I am the Captain of the Bratva here in the United States… I could protect her, if she was part of my team, a friend. I might be able to save her from something horrible, The Oracle said her sister was good with computers, and it was something the Bratva will be interested in exploit… we don't want the Russian mafia getting this girl and using her to do bad"

"Right" Diggle nodded "But how are you going to protect her from the head of the Bratva… even if you are a Captain" Diggle sounded incredulous.

"I don't have much of a choice Diggle, I owed her my life"

"What about us?"

"What about it?"

"What we do is dangerous Oliver, going behind criminals on a day to day basis… maybe you can protect her from your past, but what about your present, your future?" Oliver felt as his heart was clenching at his friends words.

"If this girl is as innocent as Megan says, but is also good with computers like her sister she can be of help to us and our mission, to find about the H.I.V.E and to help us catch people who are destroying the city" Diggle didn't look convinced "we can protect her"

"Before I'm in, I want us to check up on her… make sure she is who her sister says she is, that she is innocent" Diggle paused for a moment "then we can see about protecting her"

Oliver walked in the 15th floor of Queen Consolidate that afternoon, the determination of his steps resounded against the empty walls of the corridor. He shouldn't have been surprised to learn she worked in his company, what were the odds he would ever escape his past? He wasn't ever going to be that lucky.

On the other hand her being so close meant he could keep an eye on her without having to be so close. His hand gripped the laptop on his hand, it was Floyd Lawton's computer and he needed to get some information out of it. It was a perfect cover out, to get to know this girl and see how good her skills where.

He approached the frosted glass door that read in clear letters IT department; he took a short breath and prepared himself for what was to come. Feeling strangely nervous about the strange woman who he was about to meet he pushed the door open. The IT department was mostly empty, white cubicles filled with computer parts, cables and thick books and large monitors in each desk. The walls were bright blue, and his eyes fixed in the back of a blonde woman, she was typing in her computer, humming a song softly as her head bob in the air.

His head went to the side as he starred at her, the sound of her voice sounded familiar and it made his skin crawl. He cleared his throat softly thinking her name out loud.

"Felicity Smoak?" he heard himself speak as she turned on her seat, blue eyes behind glasses, blonde hair tide on a low ponytail. Her lips were painted red, the same color of the pen that balanced on her lips. Those thick lips that were now opening in surprise, his heart sped up inside his chest and he felt his insides moving dangerously, making him feel sick.

"Of course… I know who you are, you are Mr. Queen" she said in a nervous voice. Hand picking the pen that was previously on her lips. He noticed her cheeks had turned a slight color of pink and her eyes moved down his body, she blinked and her eyes were on his once again, confused.

"Megan?" His shock was such he realized he had been starring in silence; the words had escaped his lips before he could stop them. She turned her head to the side looking dazed.

"That's my middle name, Felicity Megan Smoak… I must really be in trouble if the President comes by and knows my full name" she said nervously "I swear I didn't know I was not supposed to go to the weapons area, it was an honest mistake, the door it's right next to the cafeteria and there is no signs… and if I didn't have clearance to go in, my badge shouldn't have opened the door… maybe something that needs to be worked on before you fire me" she rambled taking a deep breath before she stopped, her skin growing hotter and redder by the minute. Oliver didn't realize the soft smile that had appeared on his face. That was most definitely not the Oracle.

"I'm not here to fire you Ms. Smoak, but please call me Oliver… Mr. Queen was my father" he said, mask going back on his face his eyes studying the woman in front of him, the one that looked identical to Megan Ivo. But the most he looked at her he noticed the differences, she wore glasses which Megan didn't, her hair was golden and longer, and her expression looked soft, innocent, not corrupted.

She was a person… not a soldier.

"Ok then- Oliver… what can I do for you?"

"I'm having a problem with my computer and they told me you where the person to come and see" he said casually producing said computer from his side, handing it to her with a swift move. Both of her hands rose up and held the laptop before he let it go, his blue eyes studied her expression intently.

"I was surfing the web and spilled a latte on it" he said, pressing his lips shut after, knowing that was the worst excuse he could have come up with. Her head turned to the side, both of her eyes starred at him behind her glasses.

"Really?" she asked incredulous "Because this look like bullet holes" so she wasn't stupid, he starred at her straight face.

"My coffee shop is in a bad neighborhood" she pressed her lips together forcing herself not to say anything else, he obviously was lying but the rich man must have his reasons and it wasn't her job to poke him about it "if there is anything you can salvage from it… I will really appreciate it"

"Mmmhmmm" she said and his hand went to his pocket, picking up his wallet, producing a business card, he slid it over the slick desk.

"Call me whenever you are done…" he said and she took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the card momentarily.

"Okay"

"Have a good day Felicity"

"You too Mr…. Oliver"