TheWanna-BeDirector Reads/Reviews: Legends of Canarrow

PILOT (1)

I am separating it out as the author did, so they separated the episodes into three to four parts. I nearly just did them all at once, but I respect their style.

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Starling City. Five days later…

I wondered how long it took for them to get from China, most likely where he ended up due to the fact it was a Chinese fishermen boat that picked him up. Quite a good guess.

"Oliver Queen is alive." The news reporter states.

"The Starling City resident was found by fishermen in the North China Sea five days ago, along with two other survivors. Sara Lance and a man named Slade Wilson. Five years after he and Miss Lance was presumed dead, following the tragic accident at sea which claimed The Queen's Gambit." The report reads.

I'm smiling in the darkness right now trying not to wake anyone in my house.

"Queen was a tabloid presence and fixture on the club scene, before his disappearance, he was acquitted of assault stemming from a highly publicized drunken altercation with paparazzi. Sara Lance, the daughter of Detective Quentin Larry Lance, an ordinary college girl at the time, was a passenger on The Queen's Gambit having been invited personally by Queen himself for reasons unknown. Queen is the son of Starling City billionaire Robert Queen, who was also on board, has now officially been confirmed as deceased."

Really, I'm suprised the news hasn't given theories and presented them as fact about the reason Sara was on board.

Sorry, I have slight trust issues with the news due to a few instances.

Two sets of feet race down the hospital corridor. Moira Queen and Quentin Larry Lance.

Aww, overprotective parents for the win.

Their children are alive. They are in this hospital. They are home.

A doctor turning the corner is bombarded instantly by the two parents.

"Where is He/She?" They say simultaneously. The doctor gives both parents a sympathetic smile before indicating to a door, just a few small steps away.

Again, I can imagine that.

Moving quickly, anxiousness settling in both of them as they stand facing the now opened door.

Oliver stands up tall near the window, his back to them. Sara, the same. Except she has her arm coiled around Oliver's waist, her head on his shoulder and then there's the man neither Moira and Quentin have met before. Slade Wilson, who sits in the window seat. A bored expression upon his face.

Slade definitely would be bored at a hospital. Gods only know he's more than capable to assess the damages himself and refuse help from anyone.

The doctor clears his throat to regain the attention of Moria and Quentin.

"We couldn't separate them. They refused point blank to be. I suppose that's what comes from spending five years in hell with one another." The doctor shrugs.

My poor broken, PTSD-striken smol beans.

"How are they physically? Is their any permanent damage?" Moria whispers, the thought alone sending shivers down her spine of their being any permanent damage to her son.