The Storm ➸ Arrow/Oliver Queen

The Cruel World

I DO NOT OWN ARROW

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"Where the hell were you?" I question Oliver as he was walking up the staircase.

"What?" Ollie said to himself before turning around to face me. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard about the shooting, and I wanted to make sure you were ok."

"You did?"

"Yeah! I knocked on the door, and I found a family terrified for you." Oliver slowly made his way back downstairs, "They had no idea where you were." I said, placing my hands on my hips and raising an eyebrow.

He's hiding something... Something to do with the so-called Floyd Lawton AKA Deadshot.

"Oh." Oliver replied looking at at the ceiling then dropping it to look at me.

"Oliver, are you so self-centered that you don't think that people who care about you are gonna wonder where you are after you all got shot at?"

"You're right."

"Look, I understand that what you are going through is hard and difficult to cope with, returning to things that have changed, but Moira, Thea, and Walter, they don't deserve that. They need to know--they need you to be there to know that your safe as well, because they do not want history repeating itself."

"Andrea, thank you for coming."

"I care about you, so does Tommy and your family, Oliver. Just try and help us out and be safe and at least let us know your okay if anything happens like this again." I say before I walk over to give him a hug, which he returns. I pull away giving him a smile before I leave the Queen's residence.

After talking to Oliver yesterday, I had to go and think about what kind of situation he's in since coming to Felicity and I for help in 'his' laptop. I also need to let of done dream which is why I'm currently throwing punches and kicks at a dummy since it was my day off at work.

Once punching (with a few kicks) I then movies on to work in my moves with a bamboo stick.

"Hey, Dan," I call to my training partner who was sitting on the bench with his water bottle taking a break. I lift up the bamboo stick and he nodded, understanding what I was asking him.

Let the training begin.

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"So, Oliver isn't the only one who's asking us for help..." Felicity says, trying in her computer before turning I face my in her chair.

"Wait, what do you mean?" I ask.

"Walter -- Mr. Steele wanted me to find out where the money Mrs. Queen--Steele, whatever it's is, use to invest in a company." Felicity explained, "The company she invested in doesn't exist."

"Wait, what? Why did Walter even ask to look into this? I mean yes, it's his wife but surely she would've said something about this." I say, confused about the whole Queen/Steele family, to be completely honest.

"That's exactly what I was thinking, but it must be something shady since she told Walter that she invested 2.6 million in a company, but there was no investment. The money was used to set up an offshore LLC called Tempest," Felicity says and I raise an eyebrow, "There's nothing registered with the Secretary of State, no federal tax records, no patent applications filed. But in 2009, Tempest purchased a warehouse in Starling City." Felicity's says with a small smile, holding a pen near her mouth, leaning back into her chair.

"Well Miss Smoake, we learn something new every single day." I sigh.

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Walking home from work was quite refreshing, taking away time from all of the strange things happening through Starling City ever since Oliver Queen had returned home and then the man in the green hood had randomly (or coincidentally) shown up.

Everything is different now.

Sighing, I walk into my home and making my way straight into the kitchen (bringing my laptop along with me)ready for some food. Opening the fridge door I grab a few thing to make a sandwich before closing the door to come face to face with a picture of myself and my father.

I still remember that day, when I was sixteen, we both decided to go to Spain for three days for the fun of it. Just thinking about these kind moments with him started to make my eyes water. Now knowing that he's actually gone makes it hard, he was always there for me, encouraging me to go with my passion of martial arts when my mother disapproved because it wasn't 'lady like'. Smiling at the memory, I wiped my eyes and sighed before taking my ingredients for the sandwich I've been craving for.

Switching on my laptop and opening it into the news stream, the reporter was talking about the Peter Declan case since he would be executed for the murder that he committed. We live in such a cruel world like someone hiring to kill whoever just for some petty little thing.

This all needs to stop and since the police unite here in Starling City are not so good at handling all this, I want to help.

This city has been poisoned from all the destruction and I will help and find a cure, to help take down the criminals.

I want to help make this world safe.

I want to help make good visible in this city.

I will try and make a difference.

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This is such a bad chapter :/

I have major writers block for this episode so this is a filler and it may take a while for the next chapter to be posted.

And sorry if there's any repetition, I haven't edited this :)