The things that I say about Oak Ville have no relation to the real Oak Ville.
After surveying the area I make my way towards Diggle.
" Another truck is on it's way." I inform him, he nods looking over at the street as we stood on a platform. I furrow my eyebrows, looking around trying to spot a green hood.
" Where is Oliver?" I ask turning to Diggle.
" Felicity's getting him." Diggle says. He gestures to a boy in a red sweater. " You wanna take care of him in the mean time?" He looks at me. I sigh, nodding. I jump down from the platform and make my way over to the boy who was hunched over looking at the new car coming in. I put my hand on his shoulder. He flinches and turns around in a fighting position, the binoculars in his hand positioned up, being his only weapon. He goes to punch me still not having realized who it was. I quickly grab both of his wrists, being carful not to hurt him.
" It's just me." I whisper. He stops struggling, his eyebrows furrow.
" Scarlet?" I nod. " What are you do-" He cuts himself off as a look of realization appears on his face. I raise an eyebrow, confused. " You're part of his team."
" Yeah." I say my brows becoming furrowed. " You didn't know?"
Roy shakes his head, as I let go of his wrists. " No."
" Oh." I say quietly, we stand still for a few seconds not saying anything. I suddenly remember why I was here. " Right, uh." Roy raises an eyebrow. "You have to get out of here."
" What? No." I tilt my head to the side.
" It's dangerous."
" Then why are you here?" He questions.
" Because I'm able to fight, use a weapon-"
" I can do both of those things." Roy interrupts.
" I can snap peoples necks without having to touch them." I state. He furrows his eyebrows.
" You can actually do that?" He asks, excitement dancing in his eyes.
" Yeah, telekinesis." I say as if it's the most obvious thing ever. He opens his mouth only to close it not knowing what to say to that. He shakes his head subtly, turning back around his binoculars back on his eyes. I sigh looking up at where Diggle stood. He looks back at me. Someone grabs my forearm. I would've gotten ready to fight if the grip wasn't soft. They didn't want to hurt me. I turn to look at who it was to see it was Oliver, in the arrow suit of course. He looks over at Roy not letting my forearm go.
" You should be more careful." He says, the voice modulator making his voice deeper. His other hand touches Roy's shoulder softly making him flinch. Wait so, Roy gets ready to fight me when I touch his shoulder but when Oliver does it he just flinches? " You're completely exposed." He takes his hand off of Roy's shoulder.
Roy stays silent for a second before responding. " I knew you were there." I raise an eyebrow, even though he couldn't see me.
" You wanted to tell you when the funny-money guys were going to make a sale?" Roy questions. I look over at Oliver with my brows furrowed. He gives me a glance. "Here we go."
" No we'" Oliver states turning away from me. Oliver finally lets go of my forearm. " Go home," He instructs Roy, as he walks off. " I already have help." Roy turns around only to find me as Oliver had already left.
" Get out of here." I say, he opens his mouth. " If you don't, I will call Wesely to teleport you." Roy furrows his eyebrows. " It's for your own safety." I mumble before walking off. I look up at where Diggle had been standing all to see him gone. Must've left already for the trade that was going on.
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The Arrow
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