violet ➳ arrow fanfiction

three : stop

"You know, Arden and I talked yesterday." Felicity confessed in the lair to Oliver and his eyes widened at the comment.

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned. "Did she hurt you?"

"Of course not!" Felicity exclaimed a bit annoyed. "She's actually a nice person."

"Yeah, and Slade and I are good pals." Oliver chuckled making Felicity roll her eyes.

"You should consider training her." Felicity said slightly smiling. "She seems to care a lot for this city."

"And so do I." Oliver replied and Felicity sighed. "Which is why I can't have any kids risking their lives everyday."

"That's not your decision to make." Felicity retorted.

"But not training her is." Oliver answered, a little angry. "Just drop it."

"Fine." Felicity said, getting up and leaving the lair.

Oliver sighed and placed his hand on his forehead, like a sign of regret. He sat in the chair Felicity was sitting in and typed up something in the computer. Videos of Violet fighting popped up as he watched her moves intently. He watched as she dodged every move, like she predicted them. That's when it clicked.

"What exactly are your powers?" Oliver asked, genuinely curious.

"Well, it's complicated. I can basically predict every move a person is going to do." Arden informed.

Arden had to be Violet. Her moves not being effective, the way she dodged every move without getting hit and the fact that she was a new vigilante.

Arden was Violet.

–

[later that day]

Oliver knew he had to interrogate Arden, but he wanted to interrogate Violet instead. He spent the rest of his day in the lair trying to come up with a good plan for his encounter with Violet. Ignoring every call from the people in City Hall, he came up with the perfect plan.

Oliver dressed up in his Green Arrow leather suit and grabbed his bow and arrows. He knew Arden was going to be in the streets tonight, she seemed to really like kicking ass.

Green Arrow was jumping from rooftop to rooftop in a cold night. He eyed every street to try and locate the purple haired vigilante. When he heard the loud scream of man, he knew it had to be her.

So, he sprinted towards the sound and ended up in the back of a club. A man had been harassing a woman, so Violet fought him. She was still dodging and kicking, when Oliver shot an arrow at the guy. It landed in his shoulder, indicating he'll live.

"I had that, Greenie." Violet said, sounding mad for the first time. Oliver looked at her and followed his plan. He shot an arrow at her, but she caught it in her hands.

"What was that for?" Violet asked defensively as she threw the arrow to her left. Oliver didn't talk, he just shot another arrow. Violet caught that one, too. "Stop."

Oliver didn't stop, instead he shot another arrow. Violet dodged this one, and was starting to get more worried than pissed. Oliver shot two arrows in a row, which Violet dodged.

"Please, stop." Violet said frightened. She could predict every move, but that didn't mean she could stop them all. Oliver didn't listened and he shot three arrows in a row this time. "Oliver, sto-"

An arrow had hit her arm, causing her to scream. Oliver was shocked, this wasn't part of the plan. He hurried towards her with worry and started to calm her down.

"I'm so sorry. I was trying to prove you were Arden." Oliver said, walking with her to his lair.

"By shooting me?" Arden asked confused.

"I thought you could dodge them." He said ashamed.

"Greenie, I can predict moves, that doesn't mean I can stop them all." Arden told him and Oliver just nodded silently. They got to the lair, and waiting for Oliver was Felicity and Diggle.

"What happened?" Felicity said, rushing towards them. She noticed Violet there with an arrow in her arm. "Oliver, you just outed our identities to another vigilante."

"She already knew." He said, signaling for Arden to take off her mask. She hesitated but took it off, making Felicity gasp in disbelief.

"How?" Was all Felicity managed to say in her shocked position.

"Can we talk about it when I don't have an arrow in my arm?" Arden asked in pain.

They all nodded and sat her in a chair. Oliver examined the injury and told Felicity to bring him the first aid kit. While she did, Oliver went to take out the arrow.

"This is gonna hurt." He said, and before Arden could say anything, he ripped out the arrow.

"Son of a bitch!" Arden yelled after Oliver took out the arrow. Felicity handed him the first aid kit and he searched for a needle and a thread.

"We're gonna have to stitch you up." Oliver informed her and she just sighed sadly, taking off her jacket.

"I really hate you right now."

–

"There, all done." Oliver said and without thinking, patted her arm.

"Ow!" Arden screamed.

"Sorry, bad habit." Oliver said and chuckled a bit. He sat down next to her and sighed. "Look, I'm sorry for today. I figured out who you were, but I wanted to prove it."

"You know, you could make it up to me by doing something." Arden offered smiling.

"What?" Oliver asked confused.

"Train me."