Hello, fellow Archers and or other heroes and welcome to my writer's place of intrigue!
Over the course of the last two years, I've watched through all of the CW's TV show, Arrow, and can I just say... Wow, is it amazing!
Honestly, almost every cha...
Oliver felt the brisk cool breeze blow roughly against his bruised face as he ran towards the edge of Lian Yu. On all sides, tall trees towered over its guests' heads, allowing only little patches of the rocky terrain to receive the sun's warmth. The thick forest would have felt claustrophobic to any outsider who stepped inside its cold hearth, though the man currently running through its woods was far from an outsider to its many perils. As most visitors soon discovered, Lian Yu was more treacherous than it first might seem.
He felt the trees' long branches brush harshly against his arms and legs, abrading small sections of the emerald green leather that covered his masculine body. His feet moved faster than a racing bullet, his mind set on only one thing, saving his son.
I'm not going to let Chase win! He can't have my son, and I'm going to use every breath in my body to make sure of it.
He skidded to a sudden stop at the island's edge, his lungs gasping for breath. All sense would dictate that a rest was required, but sense was nothing compared to a father's will to protect his child. It took no more than five seconds for his eyes to lock onto his target, Adrian Chase. He stood on a small ferry boat, water slowly splashing in an upward motion as its rusty motor roared to life. His face was cut up in several places, dried blood smeared onto the left side of his forehead from their earlier encounter. Adrian smiled back at Oliver, his empty hands swaying at his sides, tauntingly.
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No distance he tries to put between us is going to stop me from reaching him.
Oliver quickly ran closer to the waterfront's edge, using his built momentum to leap over a nearby ledge and onto the wooden docking bridge. His short, tousled light brown hair blew in the wind as he charged down the bridge's pathway, his bow clutched tightly in his right hand. Without a second's thought, Oliver threw himself at the boat's front railing, his heavy boots pounding against the boat's side with an abrupt thud! His stomach lurched forward as he gripped the inner bars of the boat's support, hoisting himself up to its head.
There you are.
Oliver jumped downward, his fist colliding with Adrian's face as he successfully made it to the deck. Adrian stumbled slightly backwards, reeling from his enemy's powerful punch. Oliver used this opening to pin Adrian against the boat's edge, the latter's legs lying feebly against the ground. Clearly, the prior duel had drained him severely, though energy was not necessary for his prepared plan.
"Where's William!" Oliver demanded, his hand gripping Adrian's dirtied olive body armor.
Adrian conveyed his sentiments with a cock of his twisted head, his smirk widening as the boat's engine once again roared in their ears. He enjoyed the thrill of watching his enemy suffer from a pain far worse than death, the possible loss of his son.
How can he stand there so smugly as he puts the very thing closest to my heart in danger?!
Oliver pressed his knee firmly against Adrian's leg, allowing no opening for escape.
