This is an idea that has been rolling around in my mind for a while and I thought it was time to start it but I have to warn you, updates will be probably irregular, because I gotta go back to college soon and I'm working on other stories as well.

The reason I'm writing this because Oliver/Sara or Oliver/Laurel are my OTP pairings in Arrow and this is inspired by Stand with Ward and Queen's story We run this town.

And just so we get some things straight:

Sara was not trained by LoA in here, Oliver recruited Diggle right at the beginning and there will not be Felicity involved in this actively, I plan on using her as one-timers or as occassional appearances if it will be necessary but she's not joining the team.

Most of the story will follow the canon but I might diverge from the main plot from time to time and I might be involving my own OCs, just for the sake of Sara's own backstory I'm doing here.

Disclaimer: I do not own DC Comics or the CW TV shows Arrow, The Flash, Legends of Tomorrow or any other characters or elements pertaining to the mentioned franchises.

Hope you have fun

With regards

Bl4ckHunter

Adam Hunt ordered Eric Gitter, the boss of CNRI, to take care of Laurel Lance as the lights started to explode and the guards drew out their guns, only for one of them to be shot down by arrows and Hunt rushed into his limo, hiding.

Another guard looked around and taunted. "Hey, you missed!"

He got a reply in form of a whooshing arrow flying right through his chest as he dropped dead.

Hunt sat in his limo in panic as a window shattered suddenly and the next thing he knew, he was yanked out through the window out of his limo as he faced a man in green hood standing on his car, with a bow and quiver as he scrambled back in panic and the archer aimed the arrow right at his chest.

"What the… just tell me what do you want!"

The archer jumped down from the car as he kept his gaze locked at the businessman, getting him up on his feet. "You're gonna transfer $40 million into Starling City bank account 1141 by 10 p.m. tomorrow night."

"Or what?" Hunt taunted.

"Or I'm gonna take it and you won't like how." The Hood warned before walking away and Hunt took a moment to get a hold of himself.

"If I see you again, you're dead!"

A moment later, an arrow flied right into the back window of his limo and Hunt turned around in shock and as he looked back, the Hood disappeared.

A few car rows away, a young blonde in mid-20s scowled as she put down her camera, staring at what she had just seen. She saw that green hood before but that was years ago and the only person wearing it could be…

"How did it go?" Diggle asked as Oliver put down his hood.

"Message received." He said simply as he put the bow on the weapon stand.

"But will he listen?"

Oliver then scowled, as if he had just remembered. "That remains to be seen, that reminds me—"

"Way ahead of you." Diggle said as he showed Oliver the tuxedo. "Tommy's gonna like it for your comeback party."

The blonde in black leather jacket went up with her camera and a couple of metal sticks in her bag as she put them down on the desk as another girl with dark hair and punk outfit, younger than her, entered, with a bag in her hand. "Double cheese with slices of bacon."

"Oh, my…" The blonde smiled as she turned around, sniffing the bag. "I've missed Big Belly Burger."

"How did your first night out go?"

"Something… interesting happened before I could make a move on Hunt." The blonde said. "Some archer in green hood got there and made quite a mess."

"An archer in green?" The punk girl scowled. "I thought you said that you watched that Shado chick die back on the island."

"It wasn't her, it was a man, taller than her and I think I have a pretty good idea about who this guy is." The blonde replied as some old fears started to dredge up.

"What are you gonna do about Hunt?" The punk girl asked.

"That archer messed the afternoon up for me, so I guess I'll have to make another move tonight in his building." The blonde sighed, frustrated.

Oliver and Laurel were talking at the balcony as she looked at him with sincere remorse.

"I'm sorry about saying that you should have been the one who died, that was wrong."

"If I could trade places with her, I would."

"About Sara… there's something I've been afraid to ask but I need to know." Laurel said with hesitation.

"OK." Oliver nodded.

"When she died, did she suffer?"

In Oliver's mind flashed as he saw Sara being sucked out of the Gambit into the dark ocean. "No." He lied.

"I think about her every day." Laurel said sadly after taking a breath.

"Me too." Oliver nodded.

"I guess we still have one thing in common then." Laurel commented before taking another breath. "I can't believe I'm gonna say this but if you need to talk to about what happened to you, I'm here." Oliver looked at her, considering before his pocket buzzed and he pulled out his phone and shook his head upon checking the message. "Something wrong?" Laurel asked as Oliver turned his attention back to her, putting his playboy mask back on.

"I asked somebody to do something, they didn't do it. Laurel, you always saw the best in me; right now, that's what you're doing, looking at me and you're wondering if that island changed me somehow, if it made me a better person. It didn't." He said with a smile. "Stay away from me, otherwise I'm just gonna hurt you again but this time, it will be worse." Then he made his way back to the crowd. "Gotta roll, I've got five years of debauchery to catch up on!"

Laurel looked at her former lover in pity and disgust. "You know what, Oliver? You're wrong, that island did change you. At least now you're honest."

Oliver then noticed Diggle waving his hand as he approached him to a service corridor. "We have a problem."

"He didn't send the money, I know—"

"It's not that." Diggle interrupted him as Oliver scowled. "Looks like someone beat you to getting to Hunt, I just heard, some blonde woman in black is breaking in there as we speak."

Two guards dropped dead with knives sticking out of their chests as a blonde woman in black leather stood on the other side of the corridor. Another guard appeared from around the corner and she pulled out two metal sticks from her back as she engaged him, quickly taking him down before entering another room, where three more were already waiting on her and as they were about to pull out their weapons, the archer in green hood jumped through the window and the momentary distraction gave the blonde an opening to dispatch of two of them swiftly, while the archer, using his bow as a close combat weapon, knocked out the two remaining as the blonde looked at the archer.

"Who are you?" The blonde demanded.

"I could ask you the same thing." The archer, with his voice modulator on replied as the blonde narrowed her eyes. She had seen the green hood before…

But her thoughts were interrupted by Constantine Drakon bursting out from Hunt's office, holding his knives as the vigilantes looked at each other and shrugged before engaging him in close combat, and even though the chief of security was skilled, he couldn't withstand the combined hand-to-hand combat skills of the two vigilantes for long. The blonde hit Drakon in the knee, causing for him to kneel before the Hood struck a fletchette to Drakon's chest, killing him.

The blonde then heard footsteps from around the corner as she engaged more guards and the Hood approached the businessman, notching an arrow and firing, hitting the wall a few inches from Hunt's head.

"You missed." Hunt mocked.

"Really?" The Hood drawled.

The blonde jumped at the last guard, wrapping her legs around his neck and snapping it as she heard a familiar male voice.

"Freeze!" Detective Quentin Lance yelled as the blonde stared at him. "Batons down, and get on your knees, now."

The blonde looked at the policeman in nostalgia briefly before reaching for her belt and turning on a device in shape of small metal ball and a high-pitch sound went off, causing for the detective to cover his ears and the windows shattered and the Hood also groaned as he heard the high-pitch sound in the distance. The blonde rushed to the window, using a grapnel gun and rappelling down and realizing that the police was onto him, the Hood jumped down the window, firing a grapnel arrow.

Oliver quickly changed into his suit and sneaked back into the party, approaching Tommy as later, Quentin Lance entered, with a hostile attitude towards the two playboys.

The blonde descended down from the roof as she took off the wig and eye mask and her jacket as the young punk girl grinned upon seeing the scars on her body.

"Jeez, do I wanna know where did you get those?"

"No, you really don't want to know." The blonde said as she put on her shirt.

"I guess your folks would freak out if they had seen those. My old man would get a heart attack if he had seen me this messed up."

"That's why I don't want them to know I'm alive. I'm not what they or my sister remember."

"I saw the news, they said that the Robin Hood dude was there too. He did that to you?"

"Well… no… but if it is who I think it is, let's just say he's partially responsible."

"One day you gotta tell me everything that happened to you those five years you were gone, Sara." The girl said as she drank her bottle of beer.

"Not today, Sin." She said as she went to grab her sleeping bag.

"I heard the news. Who's the girl?" Diggle asked.

"I don't know. But this I know for certain, she's well-trained, maybe as well as I am and she had this… sonic device. My ears started to ring when she turned it on and the windows shattered. I think we need to be careful around her." Oliver explained.

"You think she may be a threat?"

"I don't know but if she gets in my way again, I'm taking her down." Oliver vowed.

Sara Lance woke up on the shores of Lian Yu not long after Amazo sunk as her vision blurred and then she felt some strong force ungently dragging her hair.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here, boys; if it isn't Ivo's little whore." One of the shipwreck survivors smirked in sadistic satisfaction.

"Where's Knyazev or your boyfriend or that super freak?" Another one drawled.

"Let's have some fun with her, fellas."

"Look, I was just trying to—" She yelped as her hair were being pulled ungently and one of them started to rip her shirt but suddenly, an arrow struck from his neck as she felt that she was being let go and she fell down on the rocky ground and the shipwreck survivors turned their attention to a woman in black hood and a bow as they engaged her but she dodged their attacks effortlessly and took them all down with a few graceful moves as she pulled out a sword.

"Leave her alone and I will spare you."

The men nodded frantically and ran away as the woman helped Sara get on her feet. "Are you alright?" She asked as Sara noticed the Eastern accent in her tone as she nodded quickly.

"Thank you."

"They will come back. It's not safe here, if you want to live, we need to leave now, my boat is on western shore of the island."

Sara nodded again before she remembered something. "Wait, my friend…" She turned around to see the wreckage of Amazo in the distance. "If I made it out, Ollie might have too, I need to go find him…"

"There is nothing you can do for him. I'm sorry but he's gone." The woman said with remorse.

"But—"

"Even if he did, we don't have time to search." Sara sighed as she followed the woman.

"What happened to you?" The woman asked.

"I was trying to go home with my friends but things didn't go as planned." Sara replied.

The woman nodded as she glanced towards the wreckage. "I've been looking for my former student to see what had happened to him. I now believe I may have an idea about it." She said as she saw the makeshift graves on the shore before turning to Sara again.

"What's your name, child?"

"Sara. Who are you?"

"My name is Talia."

So, what do you guys think? Is it good? Is it bad? Should I continue?

Please review and let me know if you have been enjoying this.

With regards

Bl4ckHunter