McKenna Hall didn't like the feel of what she was doing. It wasn't right. She didn't have the experience for the position she now held. But Quinton Lance would have told her otherwise. He would have told her that she was ready and that experience would come with time.
But he wasn't here, and she needed some air. With the Bertinelli case losing traction she didn't know what she would do. She needed a miracle.
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She didn't notice the figure and barely had time to react to the arrow that imbedded itself in one of the many cracks in the sidewalk, centimeters away from her foot.
Quickly she aimed her gun at the shadows.
"There's no need for violence detective Hall", a voice said, modulated but friendly, disembodied but real, "that's all you'll need to bring Bertinelli to justice".
Blindly she searched for the archer in vain, finally stopping to ask one question.
"Who are you"?
There was a long silence before she heard an answer.
"Someone you don't trust yet. But you will".
As McKenna picked up the arrow she noticed some papers wrapped around the shaft. And not just papers, but pictures of Bertinelli with other crime syndicate leaders already put away, transaction histories, this guy had given her everything she needed, even copies of wiretap transcripts that had gone missing from evidence lockup. Whoever this guy was, for the moment was a Godsend.
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Somewhere in Star City
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Oliver Queen shook his long hair loose from the hooded mask he wore. He placed his Seracen style bow and quiver on the table before removing the armored jacket from his scarred body. He then put the quiver back on his hip and picked up the bow in his left hand. He picked up four arrows in his right hand, one arrow being held between each finger, and began firing each arrow at blazing speeds. He had the first three arrows in the air at the same time before he had even drawn and fired the fourth. It was an ancient Seracen test of speed, and one he constantly tested himself with. He smiled. He was ready for bigger fish than Bertinelli. Maybe it was time to visit his sister in Central City. That is, of course, after he comes back from the dead.
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Central City
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Thea Queen laughed as she dove face first into the sand. Opposite her, on the opposing team, her best friend, Dinah Drake, laughed, flipping her dark brown pony tail behind her. It was her first game in the annual volleyball match between the SCPD and the CCPD. And if they won this one they would face off against the GCPD. Detective McKenna Hall had been absent for the game and Thea had graciously volunteeted to replace her.
It had been her father's idea to enroll her in the police academy. Originally he wanted to ship her off to the army, but her mother wouldn't have it. She would be the first one to tell you that she had an attitude problem after learning that Oliver had drowned when the Merlyn's yacht had run into a storm. Mr. Merlyn, or dad if you wanted to get technical, had had business in China to take care of and had all but dragged his son, and Oliver's best friend, Tommy along. Tommy only went along because his dad had allowed Oliver to come along.
It hadn't been to long after the boat went down that Mr. Merlyn and Tommy had been found adrift at sea. But no Oliver.
Five years and she was just now getting on with her life, and she was happy. That is until she saw her mother getting out of a black limousine with the brightest smile she had seen since, since...
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Star City General
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Oliver had his story ready, he had his act prepared, but he was excited to be hime in the open. McKenna had already done her job and Bertinelli's name was already taken off the list. It had taken him longer than it should for him to secure the evidence against Bertinelli, Nyssa would be disappointed when she arrived.
Nyssa, that was going to be difficult to explain. He couldn't just say, hey guys I'm back from the dead. Also, I'm married. So, instead she was coming to set up a psychiatric Therapist practice and treat him as a patient.
He laughed inside whenever he thought of how they had met and fell in love. Okay, so maybe he fell in love with her before she with him, but eventually they had bith found purpose with each other and now it tore him up to be without her.
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Okay, show time.
Instantly Oliver's face dropped into his practiced, I'm still processing everything, face. Except he wanted, more than anything, to run into his mother's arms.
The door opened and, for the first time in years...he cried.
"Hi mom. I'm home".
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Thea Queen, 25 and a fresh faced detective, felt that everything in her life wasn't real, although she knew she was living in reality. Her brother was back from the dead, her mother was happy again, and her father, she called Robert Queen her father though he wasnt her biological father, was more than words could describe. And Thea herself was happy, though her job was currently inhibiting her from spending time with Oliver. She was currently investigating 'The Burning Man', and her partner, Dinah Drake, had insisted that they take the case. When she had asked Dinah why she hadn't given an answer, just that it was important.
Whatever, as long as she got to see Barry Allen again she would investigate Sasquatch.
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S.T.A.R. LABS Training Room
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Cisco, Caitlin, Barry and Dr. Wells were gathered together in the Cortex along with
who they had come to call F.I.R.E.S.T.O.R.M.
"Alrighty", Cisco said, holding up a device with three bands that retracted inside, "this is a quantum splicer, it will, hopefully, separate Eddie, Ronnie, and Professor Stine".
"And if it doesn't?", Barry asked, turning to Caitlin who looked very worried.
"Well, let's just say we're not going to put it on him here in the lab".
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"Excuse me", Dr. Wells said, "Someone's at the door".
Harrison Wells looked at his pad and saw two detectives from the CCPD.
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"Well Detectives", Wells said, a friendly smile on his face, "to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure"?
"Ten and a half months ago S.T.A.R. Labs went critical and released a dark matter storm that causecaused a twenty four hour, citywide blackout".
"Yes it did detective, I don't mean to be frank, usually, butbis there a reason for your visit"?
"We need to know if the dark matter storm could have changed the genetic makeup of certain individuals", Thea Queen stated, "reports of a 'Burning Man', make quite the headlines".
Harrison Wells smiled as he pulled his glasses off of his thin face. The main entrance of S.T.A.R. Labs was empty, Detective Queen's last statement echoed throughout the empty space.
"As fascinating as all this conjecture is, Detectives, I'm afraid that is all this is. I wish I could be of more help but, without anything solid to go on, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do. Perhaps an old associate of mine, Christina McGee can help, she has dealt with anomalies in the past, she has a better understanding of oddities in the scientific world than I do".
Without a farewell Wells replaced his glasses and left Thea and Dinah to see themselves out, both knowing that they had just been lied to.
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"It's just the way you left it sweetheart. I didn't have the heart to change anything".
"Thanks mom". Oliver did his best to keep his response short. He wanted more than anything to take his mother in his arms and hold her, cry into her shoulder tell her how much he missed her, how much he loves her, and reassure her that everything is alright. But he couldn't do any of that, not if he were to distinguish the identities of Oliver Queen and the vigilante.
Moira Queen hesitantly raised her hand to Oliver's shoulder, and quickly pulled it back when Oliver reacted by violently and swiftly pulling back.
"I'm sorry mom", he said quietly, "I'm not used to other people, and it's been so long since I've had physical contact with anyone ".
Liar, his inner voice reminded him. He quietly smiled as he thought back to his last night with Nyssa, remembering her soft skin beneath his, how she gave him the most intimate parts of herself, freely and lovingly. 'just four more weeks', he reminded himself, 'you can hold out for four more weeks'. LIAR.
The loud slam of the main door brought Oliver out of his reverie, and familiar footfalls of running feet made him smile.
"Ollie"? He turned to see his sister, Thea Queen, and suddenly realized how long he was gone. Too long. She was ni longer the chicken legged little girl who ran behind he and Tommy, longing to join their escapades. She was now a beautiful woman who, much to his surprise, sported a Detectives shield on her belt. She ran into his arms and hels him tight. He pulled her close and sighed, he was home. He was home.
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