Olivia clutches the map in her hand as she staggers towards the remains of a plane. Her lungs still burn from the water and each step is a struggle that makes her want to curl up on the floor and imagine that she is back at home with Laurel, Tommy and Thea.
But she makes herself take another step, all the while thinking survive.
Olivia stumbles into the plane, looking around wearily and sighing in relief when she finds it empty. She allows herself to relax slightly now that she has shelter, wondering why on earth Yao Fei would send her here. She sucks in a sharp breath when she notices a makeshift bed and she soon understands why.
Somebody's here.
Olivia curses Yao Fei under her breath and before she can even take a step something drops from the roof and lands with a thump behind her. A small scream erupts from her and before she can scramble away she is pulled back against a hard body and an honest to god sword is at her throat.
"Twitch, and I will open your throat," a harsh voice hisses in her ear.
"P-p-please don't kill me," Olivia gasps pathetically, but all of her pride has long since disappeared the moment she got stranded on this fucking island, and she is not above begging for her life. Tears sting in her eyes. She's tired and hurt and can't even begin to understand why everybody on this crack pot island wants to kill her. Because honestly, she doesn't deserve any of this whats so ever.
Don't you? whispers a voice in the back of her mind that sounds suspiciously like Laurel Lance. Her thoughts automatically switch to the other Lance sister. Sara Lance, the sweet girl who wanted to walk on the wild side with Olivia Queen and her endless parties and boy, died because of her. Despite Laurel's trust and their friendship, she had eagerly agreed to let the younger Lance sister come, not sparing a thought for what Laurel might think of it all. She thinks of her Dad, and the look of determination on his face as he pulled the trigger to end his own life so that she would be able to survive. And finally she thinks of her family, of her Mom's endless disappointment and Thea's sweet face. She thinks of the boys and the parties and the booze and the drugs.
Olivia is not a good person. She has known this for a long time.
But she does not deserve this.
"How many more are with you?" the voice demands, pressing the sword against her skin harder. Olivia cries out, but the man only presses down even harder.
"What?" she asks lamely, and this time she is unable to prevent the tears that fall. Her breath comes in short bursts and she's pretty sure that she's about to pass out judging by the black spots dancing before her eyes. "I-I don't know what you're talking about! Please-"
"You have ten seconds to tell me something I believe before I cut out your voice box," he says, his voice a rough husk in her ear.
"Wait! Please!" she sobs. "Yao Fei sent me here! Just let me go please-"
The man releases her, and Olivia falls to her knees from the force of it. She sucks in air greedily and warily rubs at the spot where the sword had been held against her throat. Looking up at her captor, Olivia flinches away from the sword still being pointed in her direction. He's huge, she thinks, her eyes lingering on the thick muscles of his arms. All lethal grace, ready to end her life with a flick of his wrist if he wished to do so.
"What?" he demands, his accent making him all the more terrifying.
"Yao Fei sent me," Olivia repeats. She remembers the crumpled up map in her hand and thrusts it out to him. The beast of a man looks down at her hand and she's pretty sure that he's seriously contemplating cutting it off so she says with a tinge of hysteria, "He gave me this map and told me to survive." The beast says nothing, just continues to look at her with unbelieving eyes.
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Survive - Arrow Fanfiction
Fanfiction"Well, maybe there's a fighter inside of you after all, Olivia Queen." Meet Olivia Queen, stranded on an island with Slade Wilson. It's going to be delicious.