Crisis On Earth-1

Green And Blue

[Authors Note: Back for Chapter Two, Green and Blue! Hey, that rhymes, I just realised that as I'm writing. Now I'm rambling, help. Back on track! Glad to see people were taking kindly to the Prologue, and I've appreciated all the comments people have left, (seriously, I live for those! Don't be afraid to pop down below and say hello! Again, that rhymes. I'm on a roll!) Anywho, I hope you all enjoy Green and Blue!]

To say things weren't going as planned for Oliver Queen was the winner of the 'Understatement of the Year' award. After losing Samantha to Chase's sick and twisted games, Oliver had been thrust into a position of taking care of William. But even after all of Star City's wounds (inflicted by Prometheus) were finally starting to heal, Cayden James sought to level Star City in an act of vengeance for Oliver's actions. Somehow, Cayden James lost his son as a result of Oliver's actions as the Arrow. Having used Black Siren to bug the Arrow Cave, Oliver found his team split right down the middle, Dinah, Rene, and Curtis on one side, Oliver, Diggle, and Felicity on the other. He'd kicked Rene off the team for good reason, but Dinah and Curtis left of their own volition. He wasn't about to stop them. Diggle had argued that nothing had happened that couldn't be undone, but Oliver made his point very clear.
You don't go into the field with people you can't rely on.

Sitting in his office, Oliver was busy filling out paperwork for a charity the major office was sponsoring. In the wake of the 'Anti-Vigilante Legislation', Oliver was losing popularity. No one wanted to support a major accused of being the Green Arrow, CIA Agent Watson was hot in his heels, desperate to prove — once and for all — that Oliver Queen was the Green Arrow. Losing this office would be a massive blow to Team Arrow's operations and Oliver wasn't going to lie down and take it. As the oak-wood doors to his office swung open, Oliver clenched his fist underneath the desk. He'd made it clear to Lance that Oliver wasn't taking any visitors; both scheduled or unannounced. He looked up to politely inform the visitor — who'd slipped past security somehow —that they weren't currently welcome and invite them to schedule a meeting with Lance downstairs. As he looked up, Oliver was shocked, but didn't allow a muscle to twitch. In the middle of his office stood the one man that'd alluded him and Felicity for months, Cayden James.

"I'm not accepting visitors, Mr. James." Oliver kept his tone neutral, as if Cayden James were some amateur reporter. He looked up with a slight tilt of his head as Cayden typed away at a tablet within his grasp. It was his deadliest weapon, and Oliver was somewhat concerned. After murdering Bertinelli last week, Cayden had gone radio silent. Felicity had been desperately searching for him, but Cayden was always one step ahead.
"If you'd like to discuss a matter with me, leave it with Mr. Lance down stairs." He stood up, buttoning up his blazer with a polite and formal smile. He gestured kindly to the doors Cayden had entered from with a single nod, finding a sudden anger rise in him when Cayden shook his head, smiling at Oliver in a sick and twisted manner.

"I assure you, Mr. Queen. It is an urgent matter." Cayden spoke with an eerie calmness, matching Oliver's formalities. Chase would be trying to wind Oliver up and taunt him, placing a knife on his desk and taunting Oliver to slice his throat in broad daylight, in the middle of the mayor's office. It would have a foolish move, but Oliver knew everything that happened afterwards could have been avoided. Maybe Samantha would still be alive, and it made Oliver's blood boil. She was innocent, not part of Oliver's crusade in any way, shape, or form. He'd always blame himself for her death, and Diggle and Felicity couldn't do anything about it. At least Cayden James wasn't being an asshole.

"Then leave it urgently." Oliver raised his chin, Cayden matched his pose. Despite their severe difference in physical prowess, Cayden wasn't afraid of Oliver by any means. He had an impressive intellect and Oliver was no match for it. If Cayden were to die, Oliver would probably find the entirety of Star City going up in flames, or get a call delivering the unfortunate news that William had met a gruesome fate. Cayden had no reason to be afraid, but Oliver did. Cayden James was the type of man to play chess, and Oliver much preferred darts.