Green Arrow: One In The Quiver - Vol. 1 The Years Issue #1 - For DC Ascension Group
Green Arrow: One In The Quiver - Vol. 1 The Years
Issue #1
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Oliver Queen had no idea that when he left Star City on The Mercury for his 18th Birthday that it would be the last time he would see his home for over 4 years. This is his story.
Current Day...
I’ve just left Starfish Island. My Island. My Island for 4 years. Although I did share it with someone for a time, who’s being there led to my fortunate escape. Natas was my friend. He was loyal to the core and I trusted him with my life, but the organisation H.I.V.E. kidnapped him, again. He said he ended up here, the island, as the result of a failed mission for them. He wouldn’t talk about it much, like I wouldn’t tell him much of how I arrived in the godforsaken place. But that doesn’t mean I can’t tell my story here, of how the Green Arrow came to be.
It was the 16th of March 2013, my 18th Birthday. My parents, Robert and Moira, had hired me cruise ship to sail the Caribbean in for a few weeks, The Mercury. It was wonderful; open bar, beautiful women and we even had some band on board for a weekend - my memory doesn’t recall which. Of course, my security team was there too. Things took a deep turn however when one of my mates found his 5 year girlfriend cheating with me. Yeah, I used to be one of those guys. I think it’s fair to say the island sobered me up. Consequently, my parents got involved and sent all my friends home, but we still had the boat for another week so the three of us stayed on board. It was fun, I think. At least it was the most fun I remember having with my parents in the last decade. On the second to last day, my Dad’s prodigy arrived by helicopter, telling him that Queen Consolidated need him back at Star City by tomorrow. He leaves after a few drinks. His name is Simon Moreau and I wish my family had gotten into that helicopter with him.
Later that day, around 9.00pm, I was watching the Star City Rockets baseball game. First of the season. I remember Troy Barnes had just hit a homerun when I heard a scream. Most curious, I paused the game and stuck my head out of the door. I saw her, one of the waitresses. A black arrow with a syringe attached had just injected her with some green liquid. I was about to run over when I heard another scream, then a shout, and another. I continued to cautiously and quietly shuffle in her direction, shrieks still happening around the ship, when I noticed her eyes. They’d turned white, completely solid. I stepped back startled. Then she ran straight for me and in a panic I headed in the direction of my parents room. I passed several more infected on my way when I crashed into my parents and a security guard. My father said “Oliver! Thank God, don’t panic, we must get out of here!” Realising we were about to be overrun, the guard shut the doors I’d just came though, stopping a horde of aggressive, cannibalistic drugged-up people from getting to us. We made our way below deck to where our speedboat was kept. But that's when I saw him, a Black Archer, stood by our escape. He shot the guard with an arrow in a mere second, killing him dead on the spot. “You’re next, Queens” , the figure said, pulling another one from his quiver. My father pushed me behind him, being protective. “I AM KOMODO! THIS IS FOR MY FATHER!” the archer shouted, about to kill mine. “NOO!” yelled my brave, poor mother, throwing herself in front of me and my father. She was dead, just like that. My mother. She had so selflessly given her life for ours. But I was in shock, so instinct took over, flight or fight, and the seconds that my mother had given me allowed me to run to the speedboat to start the engine. “GO! OLIVER! G…” my father hollered before also being struck. I was crying uncontrollably at what was happening, but I did as he told me, possibly for the first real time. I just held the accelerator and hid below the wheel. An arrow pinged off the controls, landing at my feet. I didn’t know where I was going, only that I had to go. After a minute or so, I looked back, only to see the boat go up in flames. I don’t quite recollect what happened after that. The next thing I remember is waking up in a cave with Natas, my eyes sore from the tears...
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Thanks for reading guys! I'll release another issue next week! :D
The cruise ship I took from here: ideas.lego.com/projects/17838
Green Arrow: One In The Quiver - Vol. 1 The Years Issue #1 - For DC Ascension Group
Green Arrow: One In The Quiver - Vol. 1 The Years
Issue #1
( Thoughts/Narration )
( Location/Time )
( Speech )
Oliver Queen had no idea that when he left Star City on The Mercury for his 18th Birthday that it would be the last time he would see his home for over 4 years. This is his story.
Current Day...
I’ve just left Starfish Island. My Island. My Island for 4 years. Although I did share it with someone for a time, who’s being there led to my fortunate escape. Natas was my friend. He was loyal to the core and I trusted him with my life, but the organisation H.I.V.E. kidnapped him, again. He said he ended up here, the island, as the result of a failed mission for them. He wouldn’t talk about it much, like I wouldn’t tell him much of how I arrived in the godforsaken place. But that doesn’t mean I can’t tell my story here, of how the Green Arrow came to be.
It was the 16th of March 2013, my 18th Birthday. My parents, Robert and Moira, had hired me cruise ship to sail the Caribbean in for a few weeks, The Mercury. It was wonderful; open bar, beautiful women and we even had some band on board for a weekend - my memory doesn’t recall which. Of course, my security team was there too. Things took a deep turn however when one of my mates found his 5 year girlfriend cheating with me. Yeah, I used to be one of those guys. I think it’s fair to say the island sobered me up. Consequently, my parents got involved and sent all my friends home, but we still had the boat for another week so the three of us stayed on board. It was fun, I think. At least it was the most fun I remember having with my parents in the last decade. On the second to last day, my Dad’s prodigy arrived by helicopter, telling him that Queen Consolidated need him back at Star City by tomorrow. He leaves after a few drinks. His name is Simon Moreau and I wish my family had gotten into that helicopter with him.
Later that day, around 9.00pm, I was watching the Star City Rockets baseball game. First of the season. I remember Troy Barnes had just hit a homerun when I heard a scream. Most curious, I paused the game and stuck my head out of the door. I saw her, one of the waitresses. A black arrow with a syringe attached had just injected her with some green liquid. I was about to run over when I heard another scream, then a shout, and another. I continued to cautiously and quietly shuffle in her direction, shrieks still happening around the ship, when I noticed her eyes. They’d turned white, completely solid. I stepped back startled. Then she ran straight for me and in a panic I headed in the direction of my parents room. I passed several more infected on my way when I crashed into my parents and a security guard. My father said “Oliver! Thank God, don’t panic, we must get out of here!” Realising we were about to be overrun, the guard shut the doors I’d just came though, stopping a horde of aggressive, cannibalistic drugged-up people from getting to us. We made our way below deck to where our speedboat was kept. But that's when I saw him, a Black Archer, stood by our escape. He shot the guard with an arrow in a mere second, killing him dead on the spot. “You’re next, Queens” , the figure said, pulling another one from his quiver. My father pushed me behind him, being protective. “I AM KOMODO! THIS IS FOR MY FATHER!” the archer shouted, about to kill mine. “NOO!” yelled my brave, poor mother, throwing herself in front of me and my father. She was dead, just like that. My mother. She had so selflessly given her life for ours. But I was in shock, so instinct took over, flight or fight, and the seconds that my mother had given me allowed me to run to the speedboat to start the engine. “GO! OLIVER! G…” my father hollered before also being struck. I was crying uncontrollably at what was happening, but I did as he told me, possibly for the first real time. I just held the accelerator and hid below the wheel. An arrow pinged off the controls, landing at my feet. I didn’t know where I was going, only that I had to go. After a minute or so, I looked back, only to see the boat go up in flames. I don’t quite recollect what happened after that. The next thing I remember is waking up in a cave with Natas, my eyes sore from the tears...
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Thanks for reading guys! I'll release another issue next week! :D
The cruise ship I took from here: ideas.lego.com/projects/17838