MIRACLE (Oliver Queen x Slade Wilson)

A Gun Is Not All It Takes

*3rd Person, 1 month ago*

*Warehouse*

Rage sat at his computer, typing out an email to one of his old friends he met in high school. She and him had quickly bonded over their same dynamic. She had helped him through some of his worst moments.

Dear Ainsley,

How have you been? I've been good...Well that's a lie. Somethings going on but I can't tell you. I want you to know that whatever happens, that I still want to be friends. I don't want anything to happen to you, but I fear that's what's coming. I found someone, and don't ask ok? I don't want to tell. I hope you are fine, and happy.

-Lorenzo

He pressed send and sat back in his seat. Suddenly, two rough hands pressed against his green chair. Rage flinched and almost jumped out of his seat. His ribs and arms still hurt from the bruises left there from yesterday. He had accidentally raised his voice at Malcolm, he deserved it.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing?" Malcolm said with a hint of anger in his voice already. Why does he always do this to himself?

"Nothing, just talking to a friend from high school." Rage was starting to shake slightly from his fear. "I haven't talked to her in a while."

"Her?" He growled out, His grip tightened around the chair inching towards Rage's head.

"Not like that! We don't like each other like that. She's an Omega, and she has an Alpha." Rage stood up and was shaking and kept trying to reach out and stopped himself before it happened. Malcolm's eyes widened, and he walked out the room. Rage sat down and started crying. He had failed his Alpha again. His Alpha? No, no Malcolm wouldn't want him, no one does.

*Present*

*Ainsley*

The dark of the warehouse was empty, I mean it was abandoned what would you expect? I searched the side of the door for any sign of a light switch. It seemed that there wasn't... There it is! The rows of lights turned on, one by one. Sort of like in a movie. Thats dumb, now someone can be hiding in your secret hide out and you wouldn't know till it's too late.

There was 4 walls (Duh), and they were all painted a light grey. Along the wall to the right was a row of computer screens, there was 5 about 5 by 5 each. A blue desk stretched across the length of the screens and a bright green chair sat in the middle. I walked up to the desk and watched the screens.

"Oh my god.." They showed different cameras each. 3 of them placed in the loft, and two seemed to be placed in my house, "This can't be!" One of the ones was placed in Stephen's and mine bedroom, the other was in my art room. In the loft, one was in Oliver's room, two in the open living room area, the last was in Thea's room.

Oliver walked up next to me and took a deep breath. He pressed his hands to his eyes and took about 3 more breaths before uncovering his eyes.

"What are we going to do about this?" I ask shaking. Someone had been watching me, watching me sleep.

"That's a good question." A dark voice said. A figure jumped down from the rafters, and pointed a gun at my face, "Too bad you'll never hear the answer." He grabs me from the back and wraps an arm around my neck. The gun ends up pointing at my skull.

Stephen growls and tries to lunge at the man, but Slade reaches an arm out in his direction. "Do it." I say, "shoot me, see what happens."

"AINSLEY NO!" Oliver yells and steps my way. A gunshot rings through the air, making it tense. He drops me to the ground and I slump. My vision turns black...

*Tommy*

The people were invading my time, they were taking my space. The target comes into view and I am instantly zoomed in. She walks to the metal contraception, and views the pictures on them.

"Oh my god.." She whispered. I sat waiting for the perfect cue, "This can't be!" She seemed to start shaking, and getting more scared. Oh, this will be fun. Omegas are always the weakest of the pack, and this one is no different. The taller Omega walks up beside her, and watches the metal things too.

"What are we going to do about this?" The target asked, and i found my chance.

"That's a good question." I dropped down, taking my gun from its holster. This bitch is going down. "Too bad you'll never hear the answer." I grab her, and turn her back to me, the gun pressed to her head. The slightly tiny alpha with long hair tried to growl and lunge at me but the obvious real alpha of the group pushes him back. Finally someone can see how weak Omegas are, how they have no use. I don't understand why he would even need two Omegas in the first place.

"Do it," she says. "Shoot me , see what happens."

"AINSLEY NO!" The other Omega yells. Like every other Omega, weak. I take the shot and drop the useless body on the ground. I take off when they all gathered around the body.

Mission Complete.