Survive - Arrow Fanfiction

Chapter Seven

A cry tears from her throat as Fyers throws Olivia to the ground. She lands on her hands and knees, mud splashing against her bare skin. The rain pours down around her, each drop of water like ice hitting her skin. She cannot suppress the shiver that tears through her as she struggles to catch her breath. Footsteps echo around her, and the rage that had come so easily in Fyers tent disappears as she forces herself to look up and takes in the amount of men surrounding her.

She has no chance of escape.

Olivia swallows tightly, and struggles to her feet. Her hands slide in the mud, and the echo of the soldiers laughter will haunt her dreams for weeks to come. Tears prick her eyes, but she bites down on her tongue and forces herself to focus, to find a way out of this.

But she already knows that there isn't one. Fyers has too many men, and she has no way of fighting her way out alone. She wishes desperately for Slade in that moment with his hard eyes and his cynical smiles.

She wishes that she had listened to him.

Hard, greedy eyes stare at her exposed flesh, and it takes all of her self control not to cover herself against their hungry stares.

"Tell me Miss Queen, do you regret your actions now?"

Olivia turns to Fyers. His eyes dance with a sadistic amusement as they stare at her. She curls her hands into fists wanting nothing more than to throw herself at him and to make him pay for every drop of misery he has put her through since she was washed ashore on this island. Her eyes linger on his broken nose, and a brief flare of satisfaction washes over her.

"No," Olivia breathes out defiantly.

Fyers smiles coldly. "We could have been allays, perhaps even friends, Miss Queen. Tell me where Slade Wilson is and I will not kill you once my men have had their fill of you."

Olivia clenches her fists to stop them from shaking. Terror erupts in her belly, but she makes no move to answer.

Laughter surrounds her, and for a brief moment she meets Yao Fei's regretful eyes. Any hope that he would aid her once more flies out the window as he looks away from her gaze. She clenches her jaw firmly and once more meets Fyers eyes.

"Tell me, Miss Queen, are you simply a fool or do you see yourself as a hero?"

The laughter increases tenfold. "I am not a hero," Olivia says steadily.

"Then tell me where Wilson is."

Olivia lifts her chin. "I'm not going to tell you where he is," she says firmly, her voice strong despite how sick she feels. "You can torture me, rape me, do whatever your sick mind can conjure up, but I will not tell you where Slade Wilson is."

There's a long pause and then Fyers smiles terribly. "You are simply a fool then. Slade Wilson would not give you the same loyalty as you have so carelessly given him."

Olivia does not reply, and though she does not know what Slade would do if their situation was reversed, she cannot help but remember the look in his eyes when he rescued her from the soldiers on the minefield and thinks that Fyers is wrong.

"I really wish that you could have seen things my way," Fyers says.

"I'm sorry," Yao Fei says solemnly, but she does not pay him any heed. She stares at Fyers with a hatred she did not know she could feel for another human being. His eyes dance in mirth just as she feels a presence behind her.

Olivia turns slowly and meets Billy Wintergreen's eyes. She can still feel his blade cutting into her skin in her dreams and the sadistic pleasure in his eyes as he heard her screams. "It's Wintergreen, right?" Olivia asks. He strikes at her but she is too quick. Everything that Slade has taught her flicks through her mind, and though she knows that she has no chance against Slade's former partner, she is quick on her feet and has an uncanny knack for talking her way out of trouble.

"Slade told me all about you, that you were his partner, his friend, the godfather to his kid." Olivia manages to dodge his first blow, but his second hits her in the shoulder and has her staggering back. The mud has her struggling to keep her footing as the rain continues to fall around them. She sucks in a sharp breath and taunts, "You fought for your country, you used to stand for something. What happened to you that made you Fyers' pet?"

Something flashes in Wintergreen's eyes and this time he's too quick for her. The first hit that Wintergreen lands makes her teeth rattle. The second has her seeing stars. By the third the world is lost to her entirely. Staggering forward, she feels arms wrap around her and turning her around, She feels his fingers fumbling at her bra and a hand cupping her breast. Her spinning head eases enough for her to struggle against him, his grip is unrelenting.

Olivia lets out a snarl and snaps her head back against Wintergreen's jaw. He loosens his hold on her enough for her to struggle free and lands a swift kick to Wintergreen's rib cage that has him crashing to the ground.

Olivia sucks in a ragged breath of relief, but it's short lived as her legs get kicked out from under her. She lands on her back and is too shocked to cry out as a hard body crawls on top of her. Her body is pressed into the soft mud. Tears prick her eyes as she desperately struggles until a dagger is pressed against her neck. She forces herself to be still as his fingers travel to her jeans and whispers desperately, "Whatever he's paying you, I'll triple it."

Wintergreen freezes.

And then everything explodes.

Wintergreen is suddenly gone and the men surrounding her start dropping like flies. The sound of gunshots is soothing to her as she scrambles to her feet. The soldiers start firing back at their unknown attacker as they run for cover and that's when she sees him, his face contorted in a wild fury as he meets her eyes and taking in her state of undress.

"Slade!" Wintergreen hisses. "Come to die?"

Slade turns to Wintergreen slowly and suddenly they are on one another.

Slade Wilson is like a storm at sea with brilliant flashes of temper like heat lightning. If she had any sense she would run for cover, but she is unable to tear her eyes away from Slade as he fights Wintergreen. He moves with a grace and swiftness that is almost unnatural for a man of his stature. He matches Wintergreen move for move, though both fight with the intention to kill. Her heart beats erratically against her chest, and just as he plunges his dagger into Wintergreen's eye, she lets out a breath of relief.

His eyes meet hers, and then he's at her side in an instant. There's a slight pause as they stare at one another. She's shivering from the cold and perhaps from shock. Slade's hand slides into her own and finally she feels safe once more. She opens her mouth to say something, thank you, anything, but nothing comes out. Another explosion rocks them too close to home, and suddenly the moment's over. Slade swears and he tugs at her hand and pulls her along to the safety of the trees, just as the supply plane flies over their heads.

"No," Olivia breathes.

"Better to be stuck here than dead, kid."