I have been given permission by Mach9330 to do this. He was so kind as to give me the files that he had for the chapters that he had done before it was pulled down.

Chapter 3

Enjoy

Nathan frowned as he watched the scene down below, his blue eyes narrowed into a glare. Barry's hand was resting on his shoulder as he Kara's hand. The cause of his glare was the blond woman below that was trying to make her way to his brother... and that could not happen. He took the bow that was beside his chair and aimed it at Felicity's foot. One-shot was all that it would take to put an end to her attempts.

Barry shook his head, "It's not worth it. Eventually, Oliver will learn and he will deal the final blow to their false relationship. Do not get in the way of it, Nate." There was a hint of a warning in his voice though it was mostly overridden by the friendship that the two men held.

"I wish the same could be said for your other self," Nate pointed to Barry and Iris, ignoring the glare that formed on his Barry's face, "Their 'love' still seems to be strong if not for the fool's blindness."

Kara simply smiled as she pushed both boys back into their seats.

With nothing else happening, she pressed a button and watched as the viewing continued.

1 Week Later

It's been a week since Nathan had returned. Besides sleeping with every beautiful woman he's come across, he also crossed of some of the other names on the list. Last night, he had found one, and forced the man to return the money he had stolen from innocent people.

Walking toward the foyer while tightening his tie, he gave a loud yawn he stretched his arms out "Still tired?" Moira asked.

"Well he has been sleeping with pretty much everybody since he's been back." Thea said a bit salty, as Nathan had been killing her buzz every chance he got, just like he said he would.

"You know why I did it though, right?" Oliver asked his sister, his concern and love cracking through the tough exterior that he had made. If there was one thing that could be said about him, it was that loved his family and that he would kill for them.

A small smile appeared on Thea's face, "I know... I just don't have to like it." She paused for a minute, "But that doesn't mean that I will ever stop loving you."

Oliver felt tears prick at the corner of his eyes as Thea went to give him a hug, one that was soon joined by their mother.

"Five years of no sex." Nathan stated, as if that explained everything. Picking up a Granny Smith Apple from the fruit bowl, taking a bite out of his apple, his attention went to a news report.

"Over the past 15 years, Mr. Redmond has withdrawn more than 30 million dollars from the plan's account. Mr. Redmond claims refunding the Halcyon pension plan has always been his intent. But some sources say Redmond was coerced by the vigilante."

Nathan looked at the drawing of his mask, and looked to his family "Someone's getting famous." he said smirking "It's nice to see our culture has improved while I was away."

"The city used to be different. People used to feel safe." Moira said standing up as Walter helped her put her jacket on.

"Oh. What's the matter, Mom? Afraid we're gonna be next?" Thea asked smirking.

"Do you have any questions, Nathaniel? It's a simple proof of life declaration. Read out a brief statement to the judge and your death in absentia judgment will be voided." Walter said.

"It's fine. I've been in a courtroom before. Now can we get this over with, so I can get out of this bloody suit, please." Nathan said causing Thea, and Moira to smile knowing of Nathan's dislike for wearing suits, and tuxedos while Walter frowned a bit, since all he wore were suits.

Oliver smirked slightly. He was of the same mind as Nathan... spending as much time as he had on Purgatory had removed all appreciation that he had for the monstrosities called suits. There was something about them that made him feel like a caged bird.

He shook his head and looked up to his 'brother'... and smiled.

Later

Courtroom

Nathan stood in front of the bench as everyone from the Lance family, to his own and others watched him as he told the story of what happened "I heard Sara scream, and ran to my brother's room, to find her crying in a corner, wh-while a large pipe had run Oliver through the heart. I tried to get Sara to come with me to safety but then the ship capsized and she fe-fell out the window. I swam to the surface, and my dad pulled me into a life raft. For a few hours, we were adrift and in that time my dad kept apologizing. For what I don't know, but when he saw that there was only enough food and water for one person he put a gun to his head told me he loved me, and he….pulled the trigger." Nathan said, struggling emotionally with a few parts, causing people to gasp and mutter amongst themselves. Laurel, Tommy, Thea, and Moira looked at Nathan in shock and horror, while Quentin got up and walked off, only caring about what happened to Sara. He will never forgive the Queen family for what they did to his family.

Laurel shook her head in exasperation. She of all people understood what her father was going through... but that didn't mean that she wanted to add to Oliver's grief even more. She at least still had her father... he didn't.

"I almost died. I thought that I had because I spent so many days on that life raft before I saw the island. When I reached it, I knew that I was gonna have to live for all of us. And in those five years, it was the thought of my family, and friends that kept me going."

"And a burning need for vengeance," Nate spoke out loud for all to hear. He wanted everyone to understand him perfectly, and in turn, his brother. His family did keep him alive, but it was anger and rage that kept him moving forward.

He made a point of staring straight into Oliver's angry eyes. The truth was difficult to swallow for a man like Oliver... but Nate would make sure that it went down his throat.

In the end... it was Oliver who turned away.

"Your Honor, we move to vitiate the death-in-absentia filed after Nathaniel's disappearance at sea aboard the Queen's Gambit five years ago." a lawyer said as Nathan looked back to Thea who was wiping her eyes of tears "Unfortunately, we will not be requesting that the declaration of death filed for the petitioner's father and brother, Robert Queen and Oliver Queen, be rescinded. The Queen family is only entitled to one miracle, I'm afraid."

Nathan frowned and took a deep breath.

30 Minutes Later

After telling his mom that he wasn't up to going to the office, Nathan and Tommy walked out of the courtroom "Last week you couldn't wait to get to the company."

"Tommy, you really need to stop micro-analyzing me." Nathan said with an annoyed sigh before he looked to the large crowd of reporters "Who is that?"

Tommy raised an eyebrow looking over "Martin Somers. Laurel's prosecuting him." he said.

A snarl escaped the mouth of Oliver and Laurel. They had yet to forget what the monster had done to all the people of Starling City.

Nathan nodded and glanced over his shoulder at Diggle who was behind him, tapping Tommy's shoulder Nathan walked forward, with Diggle on him.

"Oh, there's Mr. Queen." a reporter said before they rushed him but he raised a hand

"This is my friend Mr. Diggle, he'll answer all your questions," Nathan said causing Diggle to look at him in shock just as the reporters turned their attention onto him.

"Mr. Queen!" Diggle yelled as recorders were put in his face as he watched Nathan push through the crowd and go to the driver door of the Rolls-Royce, and smirked at him before getting into the vehicle and speeding off.

"Oh, man!" Thea couldn't stop laughing as she supported herself on Roy's shoulder. That was too funny... and it did seem like something that her brother would do, even if it was a different brother.

Diggle didn't find it as amusing. He crossed his arms and gave a small glare to everyone who was laughing, including his brother in arms, Oliver.

Nathan's Base

Nathan had stopped a few blocks away from the courthouse and immediately went to his base, currently he was reading the journal and narrowed his eyes at the name above Adam Hunt's.

'Martin Somers: Businessman and CEO of Starling Port. Also secret benefactor to the Starling City Triad. The Starling City Triad pays him handsomely and he lets them smuggle in drugs and other illegal things through his port. Laurel's target is one of the worst of Starling City, so it's no surprise his name is on my father's list. The city's police and DA can't stop him, or won't. Laurel thinks she's the only one willing to bring him to justice. She's wrong.'

There were various reactions to all of this.

Moira felt guilt because she'd known of Robert's list and had never done anything about it... and because of that... her husband and son had to pay the price. Tears prickled at the corner of her eyes as she tried to hide her face. This was something that had been weighing her down for some time now.

Barry frowned as he held onto Iris's hand, "Where they all that bad?" He asked his best friend and ally. A part of him was now wishing that he'd had his powers sooner... then at least that way he could have helped Oliver clean up his city.

"Worse," Was all that Oliver had to say in reply.

"And that is why the League of Assasins exist," Ra's Al Ghul spoke out loud, "That is why I saw you as my successor Al Sah-him. You had the same drive as us... the fire to purge your city of the poison that slowly kills it," He pointed to the screen, "But your refusal to kill now... it keeps you from doing your best. It makes you complacent."

Nathan looked down at Ra's... and smiled.

Oliver frowned as he heard the words of the master assassin.

Docks

Martin Somers was seriously pissed off. That bitch lawyer! Thinks she's safe just because her dad was some punk-ass cop, well she was in for a rude awakening! Turning to his men he spoke "You, listen up. The longer this goes on, the more the media is gonna crucify me. You shut this trial down, understand me?"

"Yes, sir." a man said right before a shuriken took out the light, and when it flickered again, Martin Somers men were unconscious, with a kunai stabbed into the desk, and the man himself was gone.

Elsewhere on Docks

Martin groaned as he awoke to find himself hanging upside down, while a figure was holding a bow "Martin Somers." a dark voice greeted.

"Who the hell are you?" Martin asked only to gasp when the man began to walk forward, revealing his blood-red eyes and slit pupils.

"You have failed this city," Nathan said walking forward as Martin began to struggle.

"...That's definitely not the Mirakuru." Slade revealed. The red slitted eyes were something completely different... but what? He looked at Oliver and to the alternate Queen up above them. They truly were brothers... and that meant all the difference between them.

Oliver himself frowned as he looked into Nate's eyes... the pure rage and anger in them was something that made him nervous. Somehow he knew that if he were to ever face his brother... it wouldn't end well.

"No, no, no," Martin screamed as Nathan came to a stop right in front of him as Martin felt a tremor of fear run down his spine.

"This is your only warning. You're going to testify in that trial to having Victor Nocenti killed. You won't get a second chance." Nathan growled before he fired an arrow, causing Martin to scream before he grabbed his cheek as blood leaked from the fresh wound, and looked to see he was alone.

Queen Manor

1 hour later

Nathan had gone to the mall where he met the beautiful Nozomi Sasaki, a Japanese glamour model who was in town on holiday. Going with the flow, Nathan and Nozomi walked into the manor, to hear his mother, arguing with Diggle.

Moira couldn't help but roll her eyes. No matter what version of her children it was, it appeared that they all enjoyed the companionship of fine women. She couldn't help but laugh slightly when Oliver blushed slightly from the teasing of his friends.

"I hired you to protect my son. I'm not a bodyguard, but it seems to me the first requirement would be staying next to the man you're hired to protect." Moira said.

"With all due respect ma'am, I've never had a client who didn't want my protection," Diggle said.

"The other me ain't wrong," Diggle stated, "You were, and still are, the most stubborn son of a gun that I know." He refrained from using the actual term that he was thinking of.

Barry laughed, "Bro... he ain't wrong."

Oliver simply crossed his arms, though there was the barest hint of a smirk on his face.

"I hired you. That makes me the client." Moira replied as she paced in front of Diggle "Now, where do you think my son is going on these chaperone-less excursions?"

"Ma'am, I truly do not know." Diggle said as Nathan appeared leaning in the threshold.

"And he truly doesn't." Nathan said getting their attention.

"Then perhaps you'd like to share with me, you know, where it is you run off to?" Moira said.

"Well mom. I've been alone for 5 years, so I've been getting to know people and catching up with the times." Nathan said just as Nozomi walked in looking amazed "Mom, Diggle this is Nozomi Sasaki."

"Pleasure to meet you." Nozomi said shaking Moira's hand as Moira smiled.

"Likewise, welcome to my home," Moira said politely.

'It's very lovely." Nozomi replied.

"Can I have a moment with my son, please?" Moira said.

"Sure," Nozomi said, before she pecked Nathan's cheek.

"Raisa, would you please show my new friend to my room please?" Nathan asked his friend/maid who smiled and nodded.

"Follow me please," Raisa said before she lead the model away, as Moira frowned at Nathan.

"This is going to be a real mess." Oliver finally spoke as he remembered some of the more heated arguments that he had with his mother after his return to Star City.

"What?" Nathan asked smiling.

"You think this is funny?" Moira asked upset.

"Kind of," Godspeed spoke for his friend and brother, "I mean let's be honest... your mother was trying to protect you from yourself, even if she didn't know it at the time... and let's not forget the time that she tried to have you kidnapped. If that's not funny... then I'm fucking insane."

Both Nate and Oliver, and Moira, held back a growl. Malcolm was also of the same mind, though he didn't show it in any manner of way.

"Mom," Nathan began.

"It's not safe."

"I don't need protection, Mom. I'm not a baby, I can take care of myself." Nathan said.

"You've already been abducted once. Your old club fights have nothing to do with this. There is a maniac out there hunting the wealthy. This isn't a game. I lost you once. And I am not going through that again."

"Bullshit," Someone in the crowd voiced out, though it went mostly ignored.

"Okay." Nathan nodded "I promise, Dig, will always have Nathaniel Queen in his field of vision." he said.

"Thank you." Moira said about to walk off but Nathan grabbed her wrist causing her to look at him.

"I apologize for worrying you, it'll take some time for me to get used to being back here. I'll try better, to get reacquainted with society." Nathan said causing Moira to nod before she hugged him tightly.

"I'm just so worried about you," Moira said causing Nathan to nod before she left, and Nathan looked to Diggle.

"Have a good night, Mr. Diggle. I'd stick around but I got a hot woman waiting upstairs." Nathan said walking off, causing Diggle to scoff and leave.

Diggle smirked at Oliver as that was the same thing that happened in their world. Though there was a hint of something else in the way that his alternate version interacted with Nate.

Next Morning

Docks

Martin sat in his office, while police and CSI members were looking around "Well, I owe you an apology, Mr. Somers. We come all the way down to your docks and turns out you don't need the police." Quentin said.

"Which is exactly what I've been saying." Martin said coldly sitting in his desk.

Both Laurel and Quinten scoffed at hearing the slimebag speak. Of course, the bastard would say something like that. To him, the police were just his playthings... and to be perfectly honest... they wouldn't shed a tear for the man anytime soon.

"Bastard," Kara growled as she hugged her sister close to her. Right now she just wanted some comfort.

"So I guess that 911 call we got last night from your stevedores saying you were attacked by a guy in a hood, a bow and arrow, and some ninja weapons." Quentin said as he looked to a mark in the desk, "I guess that was that a practical joke?"

"These guys like to fool around." Martin shrugged.

"Yeah. You know, I'd be very inclined to believe an 'honest' upstanding businessman like yourself except Well, one of my men found this at your docks." Quentin said grabbing an arrow from an evidence bag "You see, there's this vigilante running around. He thinks he's Robin Hood or something. Robbing the rich. Trying to teach them a lesson, I guess I don't know. But the point is, the man is a killer. And nothing and no one is gonna stop me from bringing him clown." Quentin grabbed a kunai from the evidence bag and placed the kunai back into the hole in the desk seeing that it was a perfect fit, and looked up at Martin, who frowned "But like you said clearly nothing happened here last night."

"Isn't this a conflict of interest, Detective? After all, your daughter is suing me."

"I'm good at keeping my emotions in check." Quentin lied seeing as he was blaming the innocent brother of a dead man who was the cause of his daughter's death.

"I'm not." Martin scowled standing up and glaring at Quentin "You and your daughter don't wanna find out what I'm capable of when I get emotional."

Almost everyone could feel the killing intent coming of their host, Nate, and his alternate brother Oliver. Both men were alike in their love for Laurel and that meant that they would kill for her.

Oliver quickly wrapped his arms around his Laurel, not noticing the sizeable frown on his current girlfriend's face. Laurel laughed slightly as she tried to pull way... but found that Oliver wasn't going to let her go that easily.

Quentin frowned and with a nod turned away leaving, a bit unsettled.

Nathaniel's Car

"Yeah. You know, I'd be very inclined to believe an 'honest' upstanding businessman like yourself except Well, one of my men found this at your docks." Quentin said grabbing a arrow from an evidence bag "You see, there's this vigilante running around. He thinks he's Robin Hood or something. Robbing the rich. Trying to teach them a lesson, I guess I don't know. But the point is, the man is a killer. And nothing and no one is gonna stop me from bringing him down." Quentin placed a kunai from the evidence bag back into the hole in the desk seeing that it was a perfect fit, and looked up at Martin, who frowned "But like you said. Clearly, nothing happened here last night."

"Isn't this a conflict of interest, Detective? After all, your daughter is suing me."

"I'm good at keeping my emotions in check." Quentin lied seeing as he was blaming the innocent brother of a dead man who was the cause of his daughter's death.

"You and your daughter don't wanna find out what I'm capable of when I get emotional." Nathan heard from his live feed on his phone as he was on his way to Queen Consolidated. Growling, he cut the feed.

"If you try anything Martin, I'll make you wish you were dead." He said to himself.

"And to this day I still stand by what I promised." Nate looked at Laurel and gave her a soft smile.

Queen Consolidated

Nathan walked into his family's company with a whistle of awe, as Moira walked beside him arm in arm, ignoring Walter. Nathan looked to the very attractive female employees, who were giving him looks of appreciation, and lust, however, his gaze locked with a blonde, glasses-wearing IT girl, and he winked at her, before smiling as he watched her blush, and walk off.

"Ha, ha, are you enjoying yourself?" Moira asked.

Both Queens knew the real answer to the question before it was even given. They weren't the same people... but they had gone through the same things, with only a few slight differences.

"Yes, I am," Nathan said as Walter lead them into the office.

"I remember your father brought you here when you were a boy."

"Yeah, used to bore me to sleep." Nathan chuckled as he felt Moira tighten her hold on his arm, causing his smile to widen slightly.

"You always were so excited to leave." Walter reminisced.

"Yeah, so what have I missed?" Nathan asked.

"Well, Queen Consolidated's success of late is a result of its targeted diversification. We have been making impressive inroads in cutting-edge fields like biotech and clean energy."

"That's neat." Nathan nodded.

"Nathan, Walter and I have something to discuss with you." Moira said sitting on the couch and patting the seat next to her "Come, please, sit."

Nathan nodded and sat beside Moira, looking at her with a raised eyebrow, before looking to Walter who spoke "The company is about to break ground on a site for the Applied Sciences division. And we would like to honor your father by dedicating the building in his name."

"Sounds good." Nathan nodded.

"And we'd like to make an announcement at the dedication. That you will be taking a leadership position in the company." Moira said.

"No." Nathan said shaking his head.

"No. Your-your company-" Moira started.

"I know mom, but I only just returned a week ago from 5 years of isolation, I'm not mentally ready to lead anything." Nathan said looking at her seriously before he gave a smile "I will lead the company, just not yet."

Moira nodded with a frown, which was when Nathan said, "But how about we start The Robert Queen Foundation?"

"The Robert Queen Foundation?" Walter asked.

"Yeah, a Foundation that would fund scientific research and help research by providing facilities and training. Also, medicine and medical help, it'll give annual awards for medical breakthroughs and lifelong commitment, similar to the Nobel Foundation. Also, it'll be responsible for the funds and running dozens of other free clinics all over the city and in other trouble cities like the Glades."

Moira had to stop herself as she looked at bother versions of her son... and she had to admit... they were so different. One only thought of himself even after all that he'd gone through... and the other was still looking after those who couldn't do it themselves.

She could finally see what Nathan had meant when he said that Oliver could do some real good... and looking at her real son, he had come to the same realization.

"Also The Oliver Queen Foundation could be a patron foundation and supporter of arts, families, education and tolerance. The foundation would support and help to run a number of orphanages and free schools, and provides teachers for those who have learning difficulties. Artists could apply for grants from the foundation to help support them in furthering their arts. The foundation could sponsor companies like Family Finders Inc."

'Family Finders?' Walter asked confused.

"Family Finders is an organization directed at finding lost people and uniting families." Nathan answered before looking to Moira who looked thoughtful "The foundation could also sponsor and run dozens of soup kitchens within the city." Nathan said.

"Nathaniel, I don't thi-"

'I love it." Moira said interrupting Walter who frowned as Nathan smiled brightly.

Kara smiled as she kissed her husband's cheek, "And that's why I fell for you. You are still the same kind person that you were back then, even if it's been darkened a bit."

Nate smiled back at her, "Kara... I'm a monster and a demon... but I'm not evil. I don't ever want anyone else to go through what I went through." He glared back down at the base floor where everyone else was watching the 'show' of his life, "And until Oliver, Barry, and Kara learn the same lesson... they will never be happy."

Later

Queen Manor

Nathan was in the kitchen, cutting up some vegetables when he looked up as Thea dressed up walked through "Hey, where you going?" he asked.

"Somewhere loud and smokey." Thea said smugly, as Nathan sighed "What're you doing?'

"Well today's the second Tuesday of the month." Nathan said causing Thea to blink in shock "I thought we could hang out, and you could help me catch up on movies?"

Thea paused for a minute. When Oliver had come back, he had made very few attempts to reconnect, and watching this version of her actually get to reconnect with her brother... it hurt her. She turned away and leaned deeper into Roy's arms.

Oliver breathed out a deep sigh, "I'm sorry Thea... I know I should have done better."

"Hey don't worry about it, Oliver. You were going through things and I understand that." What was left unsaid was the fact that so had Nathan... and yet he was clearly trying to reconnect when Oliver hadn't even bothered.

Thea looked at Nathan for a minute, every second Tuesday he'd make Tacos, and against their parents wishes let her stay up with him to do anything she wanted "Sure." Thea smiled causing Nathan to grin in return

Nathan and Thea would eat, and watch movies starting off with the Twilight thing Tommy mentioned a week ago, it started off good but when Edward began to sparkle he turned it off and switched movies much to Thea's amusement, the two would stay up till 2am till Thea fell asleep he and carried her to her bed and tucked her in.

Nathan hissed, along with a few others, as they watched said, vampire. They wanted nothing more than to kill the person who invented such a stupid concept. Sparking vampires my ass.

Moira simply shook her head in amusement.

"I don't know... I kind of liked Twilight." Caitlin admitted out loud... only to shrink on herself when she saw the frowns directed at her.

Docks

Martin, was in his office, alone when an Chinese woman wearing a red dress, with white hair walked in "Thank you for coming." he said.

"Anything for a friend." the woman replied.

"We're not friends. You smuggle drugs. I let you use my port." Martin grunted.

"For which you are paid a lot of money." the woman pointed out.

"I don't get paid enough to have arrows shot at me by hood wearing lunatics with demon eyes!" Martin shouted unaware of the woman tensing up at what he said "You need to take this guy seriously. He's a bigger threat than Nocenti ever was."

"Except, now it's Nocenti's daughter who's the problem. Unlike your friend in the hood, we know where to find her." the woman replied.

"Don't be an idiot. Take out Emily Nocenti and Lance will never let this go. She won't stop until she burns you, me and the entire triad to the ground." Martin retorted.

"Then we kill Ms. Lance." the woman smirked before she turned around and left.

"Oh fuck no!" Oliver cursed out loud as he looked at the screen with murder in his eyes. He wasn't going to let Laurel die again. His emotions were completely overriding his common sense and it wasn't until Laurel slapped him that he realized what was quite going on.

Both Diggle and Laurel pushed him back into his seat.

Next Day

Queen Manor

Nathan stood in his room, wearing dark blue jeans and brown boots, about to change his shirt, when he paused as a news report for Martin came on "Attorney for shipping magnate Martin Somers confirmed his client has no intention of testifying, maintaining innocence in the death of Victor Nocenti. Nocenti's body was found four weeks ago. We'll keep you updated as information becomes available."

Nathan scoffed and began to put on his grey long-sleeved Henley when he heard "Wait, how did you get those?"

"Don't you knock?" Nathan said putting his shirt on and his brown leather jacket on, as Thea walked over, and turned him to face her and lifted his shirt to see the faded scars on his body.

"Mom said that there weren't any scars."

"Because I told her not to say anything." Nathan said looking down at Thea who looked at the faded scars on his body.

"Nathan, what happened to you out there?" Thea asked looking up at him, as he put his shirt down.

"I'm not ready to talk about it, Thea. Just give me some time, okay?" Nathan asked.

"I wanna show you something out back." Thea said causing Nathan to raise an eyebrow and follow her out.

A sigh escaped Thea's mouth again as she looked up at Nathan... and she couldn't help but feel jealous. Nathan was already being a better brother than Oliver was when he arrived... and that hurt so badly. Why couldn't Oliver have been like that? Sure she understood that he was damaged and that he needed time... but all she wanted was her brother back... and it appeared that only Nathan could provide that.

Backyard

Nathan and Thea walked over to 3 large tombstones, as Thea began to speak "Sometimes when I felt whatever. I'd come here. About a month after the funerals, Morn stopped going out. Pretty soon she stopped talking altogether. The house got so quiet. So I'd come here. To talk to you, Ollie, and Dad. Stupid stuff. Like what I was doing that day what boy I had a crush on. And then sometimes, I'd ask you, beg you, to find your way home to me. Now here you are. I see glimpses of the old you, but you can't keep shutting me out, whenever I get too close." Thea said looking at Nathan who frowned "Look, I know it was hell where you were. But it was hell here too. You gotta let me in, Nathan. You gotta let someone in."

Nathan looked from Thea to the tombstone as she walked away.

"Thea... I promise I'll do better. I do love you, even if I don't show it in the best ways." Oliver promised her as he went to give her a hug. The hug only lasted a few moments due to the fact that the watching hadn't stopped for their short bonding moment.

Laurel's Apartment

Laurel was in her living room, working like usual, and eating a TV dinner, when there was knocking at her door, causing her to look up and hesitantly walk to the door before she looked through her peephole and sighed before she opened her door to see Nathan standing there.

"Hi, are you okay? There are two cop cars outside." Nathan said.

"Didn't you tell me to stay away from you?" Laurel asked.

"Yea...I,"

"What're you doing here Nathan?" Laurel asked.

"Getting reacquainted with everyone has been harder then I thought, and my sister said I need to let someone in." Nathan said

"And you choose me?" Laurel asked

"Well you were the first to offer. And despite what I said, I really don't know how to stay away. Nor, do I want to." Nathan sincerely said, causing Laurel to scoff, before she stepped out of the way to allow Nathan into her home.

Walking in, Nathan smiled as he looked around "Wow, this place hasn't changed at all." he said before he saw a large fox plushy on the couch, and picked it up, before he turned to Laurel with a raised eyebrow "You still have this?"

"What's in the bag?" Laurel asked snatching the fox from him.

Laurel blushed slightly. It was clear to her that alternate her had something of a crush on the blond Queen. Why else would she still have a toy like that? The fox looked to be over ten years old... which means that they were in there late teens when she got it.

"Something I 've wanted to do with you since I came back." Nathan said opening the bag and pulling out a tub of cookies and cream ice cream causing Laurel to smile, "Eat ice cream".

30 Minutes Later

Nathan sat on the floor while Laurel sat on the couch, both eating ice cream, with Nathan telling her about how everyone wants him to be the same person he was when he left "I mean, I know that I was dead for 5 years, but I can't be the same exact Nathan that I was when I left."

"You've been through a lot." Laurel said, remembering from the hearing how Nathan explained what happened when the boat went down and how he got to the island.

"I know. Everyone keeps asking me what happened on the island, or analyzing every little thing that I do. Hell, my mom told me today that she wanted me to take control of the company."

"You can tell her no." Laurel said.

"Oh, I already did. I get the feeling that the subject will be coming back up soon." Nathan sighed leaning his head back on Laurel's extended leg.

"It'll be okay." Laurel said only for Nathan to scoff "Trust me, I have plenty of experience with disapproving parents."

"I'm on the receiving end of your father's disapproval." Nathan replied looking at her.

"He blames himself more than he blames you." Laurel said causing Nathan to blink "He thinks that, you know, maybe if he and Sara were closer she would have told him about the boat trip. And he could have stopped her from going with Oliver."

"I am sorry."

"You apologized enough already, even though you have nothing to be sorry for." Laurel said shaking her head "Sure Sara and I met you first, but it was my mistake of falling for Oliver, even when I knew how he was. You should forgive him."

Nathan looked at Laurel with a raised eyebrow "Can you?"

"He wasn't my brother," Laurel replied.

"No, he was your boyfriend. The one person who was never meant to hurt you. Yet his actions cost you the life of your sister. Even if the trip had of gone smoothly, things between you and Sara never would've been the same." Nathan said shaking his head "The both of you deserved better."

"I think I understand why she did it." Laurel said causing Nathan to look at her with a raised eyebrow "When we were kids, Sara, and I wanted to be with you, but you were so dense back then, you couldn't tell."

"Wow, Ollie... I think you just got shortchanged." Sara couldn't quite stop blinking rapidly as she tried to get her mind around the recent revelation. She looked at the Nathan before them... and found that she could understand why her alternate had fallen for him.

Laurel herself didn't quite know how to feel about what she had just learned, though she'd come to suspect it, especially after learning that she'd slept with Nate before the whole shipwreck mess.

Nathan's eyebrow twitched as Laurel laughed softly "We got into this big fight over you, and my mom told me that to really love someone is to want them to be happy even if it isn't with you. That's why I decided to date Ollie."

"I still hung out with Sara, while I continued to pine after you, til she gave up on me." Nathan groaned.

"Or she did it to make you jealous." Laurel said as Nathan put his head down "She knew that we were sleeping together, and I think that her, going with Ollie was her form of revenge."

"So it is my fault." Nathan sighed.

"No, it's not. If we had just been upfront with you from the beginning, Sara would've never got on that boat." Laurel said.

Nathan nodded, before he paused and sat up "Did you hear that?" he asked.

"What?" Laurel asked as Nathan stood up.

"There's someone on the fire escape." Nathan said pulling his Gerber Mark II Combat Knife out of the holster in his boot and walking around the table and grabbing her arm.

"Wh-what?" she asked.

"Hey, come on." Nathan said taking her with him toward the door just as a man burst through it, causing Laurel to gasp, before Nathan lead her to her restroom. "Stay down," he said, just as the man got up and started firing his Uzi at them, making it to the bedroom a man burst through the window and he immediately lead her back out.

But paused when a familiar white haired woman stood in their way with two hook knives in hand, smirking at him, hearing a gun cock Nathan turned back to see the man from the bedroom aiming at him and Laurel, about to fire, just as 2 bullets struck him as Diggle ran in, while the white haired woman ran around as Diggle killed her other partner, and sliced his hand causing him to drop the gun, and the two began to fight with Diggle trying to disarm her but tossed a knife at Laurel causing Nathan to push her away the blade grazing his shoulder.

Nathan looked back to Diggle to see him on his back about to be ran through, and tossed his Gerber at the woman, causing her blade to be knocked out of her hand before she ran off, while Laurel ran into his arms clutching him tightly.

The whole thing looked like a scene from an action movie. Even with how Laurel was clutching to Nate. Quinten looked at Oliver and nodded his head. He'd more than forgiven the man and former enemy.

Doggie stood up grabbing his gun when he looked at them "Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm okay." Nathan said.

"Are you hurt, Mr. Queen?" Diggle asked.

"No." Nathan repeated.

"This is why it's a good idea to have a bodyguard." Diggle said before he went to look around for any other intruders.

"Hey, you okay?" Nathan asked Laurel who nodded.

Minutes Later

Nathan, and Diggle were in the living room as police took pictures, and detectives took their statements before Quentin came in "Daddy." Laurel said hugging her dad.

"Thank God. Thank God. Are you all right?" Quentin asked worried.

"I'm okay." Laurel said pulling away and looking at him "Those cops that you put on me."

"They-" Quentin struggled but couldn't speak, so he shakes his head.

"I went outside to ask for a light and they were both dead in the squad car." Diggle said causing Laurel to cover her mouth in horror.

"It's all right, honey. It's okay." Quentin said walking over to Diggle "Mr. Diggle, thank you. You feel free to run as many red lights as you want."

"That offer is still on the table," Quentin joking told the former bodyguard.

"Thanks but no thanks," Diggle replied. He had no plans of cashing in on such an offer anytime in the future unless it was absolutely necessary.

"I was doing my job, sir." Diggle nodded shaking the man's hand.

"No, your job is protecting him." Quentin said glaring at a frowning Nathan and walked over "It seems like whenever you're with one of my daughters, people die. You stay away from Laurel, or the next time you disappear, it'll be permanent."

"Dad." Laurel said.

"No, Laurel." Quentin said still glaring at Nathan.

"With all due respect, Quentin. If Laurel doesn't want me around, that is her decision, and until she tells me to stay away, I will always be there for her." Nathan said before he began to walk away placing a hand on Laurel's shoulder as he went while Diggle followed and Quentin glared.

Unseen by anyone, Nathan turned off a device in his pocket.

"Everything you do, Mr. Queen, has had ulterior motives... but I think it's worked out for the best."

Later

Docks

Six guards were posted around all with semiautomatic machine guns, as Nathan in his Arrow uniform stood on a shipping container, and his tactical katana drawn and his Kyuubi eyes glowed in blood lust, Nathan began to walk toward the closest guard.

Martin was in his office, getting his money, and all his important documents together while a guard stood there watching him "That triad bitch screwed up the hit on Lance. Now the triad is gonna erase every ounce of evidence of their smuggling operation. Including me. Except that's not gonna happen." Martin said before he looked to the guard "Tell Wallace to get the boat ready. I'm leaving tonight."

Outside

A guard was standing ready, when Nathan appeared behind him, and snapped his neck, about to proceed to his next victim he paused when "Wallace? Wallace, you copy?" turning around Nathan walked to the body and found a walkie-talkie and picked it up "Wallace?"

"I told you. There wouldn't be a second warning." Nathan said tossing the walkie behind him and continue on his way.

"Hey, who's that?!" a guard yelled up seeing Nathan standing there looking down at him and the others.

"Kill em!" another guard yelled before gunfire rang out, as Nathan shot forward, and blood flew while screams of pain followed.

Taking the katana from the last guard's chest, Nathan looked down to see Martin running for his life "SOMERS!" Nathan yelled, rushing after him.

With Martin

Martin ran for his life, toward his boat, and glanced back to see Nathan walking after him which made him scream in fear, before a black and red arrow pierced his left knee, sending him to the ground with a shout of pain "Oh, God, no, no, no."

"God can't help you." Nathan said unsheathing his tactical katana "So help yourself. I want the truth about Victor Nocenti."

"I can't. The triad will kill me." Martin sobbed pathetically and screamed in pain when Nathan broke his right elbow.

"I'm going to kill you if you don't do what I tell you." Nathan growled

"All right, all right. It wasn't me that killed him. It was the triad." Martin replied

"Acting on whose instructions?" Nathan asked only for Martin to remain silent before he screamed in pain when Nathan slowly drew his blade across Martin's other cheek. "Whose!?"

"All right, all right. It was mine. It was mine, all right? Nocenti said he was gonna testify against me." Martin said before Nathan pulled him up and looked into his eyes. "This is for going after Laurel Lance." He said harshly before turning Martin around, and with a precise and harsh strike, broke Martin's lower spine, paralyzing him from the waist down, causing him to shriek in agony as he dropped to the ground. (1)

"I never did that!" Oliver denied as he looked at the sheer act of brutality. Sure he'd had his moments... but nothing as bad as that. Although, that didn't appear to be the worst thing that Nate could have done with all things considered. Martin sure wasn't going to get any sympathies from any of the folks in the room, even the villains.

Nathan looked over his shoulder when he noticed a presence to see the white-haired woman.

"Get away from him, Arrow," she said in Chinese.

"Or you'll do what, China White?" Nathan asked before the woman swung her hook knife at him, and he leaned back and began to block he'd swings, and ducked under her roundhouse, and swept her leg from under her, before he was on top of her with his hand around her throat.

"So now what? Are you going to kill me? " the woman asked.

"As if," Nathan answered back in Mandarin, causing the woman to smirk before she pulled down his mask, and looked at his face which had black hair as opposed to his usual blonde, Kyuubi eyes, his teeth were fangs, and he had thick pronounced whisker marks. All in all, his appearance was dissimilar enough that nobody could tell his real identity. China White smirked before she kissed him lustfully and he pulled away just as sirens sounded off "Get out of here."

"I'm going to say this and I don't mean any offense Oliver," Barry started as he clutched Iris's hand tightly, "But your brother is a complete man-whore. I mean who hasn't he kissed or had sex with yet?" Barry didn't mention how it made him jealous.

Oliver merely shrugged his shoulders, though he agreed with Barry's assessment.

Nathan took his mask, and placed it back on, and she ran just as police entered and he vanished as well, while Martin, whose broken form was on the ground and had attempted to crawl away, was apprehended.

Nathan was headed toward the exit, when Quentin appeared in his way and aimed his gun at his head. The gun was about 6 inches from Nathan's face. "You so much as twitch, and your dead." Quentin said before he smirked "I got you."

"You sure about that?"

Quentin's eyes widened when he was suddenly disarmed and thrown onto his back with the same Krav Maga gun disarm move the Slade had once taught and used on Nathan. Quentin's gun was now pointed at his forehead, causing him to close his eyes and wait for death.

"Oh, God, no, no, no." Quentin heard a few moments later, causing him to open eyes to see an arrow with a voice recorder embedded in the pavement and his gun was right next to him, though it was missing the clip.

"God can't help you." Nathan said unsheathing his tactical katana "So help yourself, I want the truth about Victor Nocenti."

"I can't. The triad will kill me." Martin sobbed pathetically and screamed in pain when Nathan broke his right elbow.

"I'm going to kill you if you don't do what I tell you." Nathan growled

"All right, all right. It wasn't me that killed him. It was the triad." Martin replied

"Acting on whose instructions?" Nathan asked only for Martin to remain silent before he screamed in pain when Nathan slowly drew his blade across Martin's other cheek. "Whose!?"

'All right, all right. It was mine. It was mine, all right? Nocenti said he was gonna testify against me.'

"Son of a bitch." Quentin said standing up and looking around just as more cops and squad cars arrived.

Moira gave Quentin a soft glare. She really didn't like being called names like that. Said man merely turned his face away bashfully.

Later

The unveiling of the new building went off without any problems, without Nathan embarrassing his family or himself, he announced the foundations that would be unveiling and spoke to Laurel and Tommy for a bit before leaving.

"Can we trade Oliver for Nate?" Thea jokingly asked, though there was no actual sincerity in said question. She would never willingly give up Oliver. She loved her brother way too much for that. Having said that, that didn't mean that she wouldn't make jokes at his expense every now and then.

Both Oliver and Moira shook their heads as they went to discuss a few things.

Nate watched all this and smiled along with Barry and Kara. He could already see a few changes happening. For example, Oliver had yet to let go of Laurel's hand. It also looked like she had no intention of informing him of that fact.

So here we are... chapter 3!

Enjoy!