Arjun ff: SURVIVOR. CHAPTER 4 ON PG 4 (DISCONTINUED) - Page 2

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Chapter 3

Oliver

People say that with time things become a routine, normal, familiar. For me these past 5 years proved those sayings wrong. Even now as I stand over this city, I can hear the doctor saying to my mother that I am not the same oliver that I left home from. I have suffered bone breaks, scars cover every surface of my body and I have grown more than I should have. I have died a thousand deaths in these 5 years and now although this is a familiar territory but for me this territory is unfamiliar. My only mission was to survive and to fulfill my father's last wish and save this city from those who consider it necessary to destroy it. my thoughts break as the door behind me opens and I turn to see my mom enter the room. her beauty seems to have become timeless as her eyes fills with tears as she smiles at the sight of her son who had been considered long dead. She hugs me tightly and with the fearful fervor as if afraid of hurting me. she kisses my forehead and said breathlessly "oliver."

I: mom. (wiping her tears, I shake my head.)

Mo: I am so happy that you are alive.

I close my eyes and tell her the first lie I am going to tell her in this long time "me too mom. Me too.

John

I wait at the bar drinking the beer and watching the silent news. the news has been raging with the return of Oliver queen and speculations as to whether Mr Robert Queen also survived the boat crash. But the only thing I associate the Queens with is my brother's death. The army has thought me never to question or blame anyone as when it comes to revenge then logic becomes overruled by emotion but the army never had a brother. The army never heard a brother's dying voice in his voicemail telling him that he is going to die. I did. My attention diverts as my sister in law kate comes to ask whether I need anything

I: I would like to meet gwennie.

She laughs and said "that you will when she will barrel through the door screaming for her uncle john. I am telling you don't spoil her too much."

I: she is my only niece.

I immediately regret my words as her eyes become clouded with memories of my brother's death and her miscarriage of their baby.

I: I am sorry. I hurt you.

Ka: no, you just stated a fact. It has been two years since his death and it is time to move on. And I am not speaking for me only john.

I look at kate's understanding eyes and said "it is easier said than done."

Kate covers my hand and said " if it was so much easier to forget someone then life would have been easier to live, to love. But the difficulties of life is what makes life. Death is a part of life and it is time that you accept it john."

I nod my head but she does'nt look convinced. Before she could say anything a customer called her. I sip my beer staring at oliver's face on tv. I know that death is a part of life. The army taught me to accept death as just a natural commodity. If david had died a natural death I would have accepted it. but no he did'nt die, he was killed. Someone took his life away and now the countdown to take their life has begun.

The next day,

Felicity,

Having gossipy colleague can be an advantage on some days and a disadvantage on many days. This is one of those many days. Layla and her group of cronies have been hovering around my cubicle which is unfortunately near the entrance of the door which leads to the lift of the 21^st floor. Another unfortunate coincidence is that mrs queen office is on the opposite side of the floor from my IT department, so when oliver queen comes he will land on my floor which will lead to a lot of squeals on layla and her cronies side and will effectively avert my concentration on the problem I am working on. Another unfortunate thing is that my boss mr Thomas secretary is layla which means in order to get to mr Thomas we have to pass through layla and let me tell you inspite of layla's outward appearance as a bimbo she has a brain as sharp as a knife which I had the bad luck of encountering on the first day of my job. Yep, I had the good luck to land this awesome job at queen's international but the bad luck to have such colleagues which if a normal person had would have screamed but not me because I have endured even worse bad luck situations than this. but inspite of all this bad luck, I am kind of curious to find out how oliver queen looks like. Heaving a sign of relief of receiving a call from the department on another floor, I took my tab and pink pen and headed towards the elevators without the so called queen fans giggling behind me. waiting for the elevator to reach the floor which was taking an unusually long time today I went over the solutions of how to fix the problem nibbling my pink pen. Can't help it, it helps me think. As the elevator opens, I looked up and froze to see mrs queen standing in front of me. behind her, a man glanced from his mother to me nibbling on my pink pen. I hastily step aside to allow for them to enter the floor. The man was wearing a black jacket covering his grey shirt which bought out the physique of his body. He glances at me and in that moment I recognized something which I was very familiar with. As they come out and head towards her office, I step into the elevator with three things clear in my mind. One oliver queen was gorgeous even more than he was 5 years ago. Second he has survived more than he has let on. Third I should stay the hell away from him. all this 3 things mean that oliver queen is trouble with a capital T.

Precap: arrival

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Chapter 4

this is the announcement of the flight ID 497 from new york. Passengers please proceed to the baggage claim to claim your luggage.'

Tia gave a silent prayer of thanks for having landed safely in central city. She turns to see her co-passenger and notices how he calmly takes her luggage. she said "oh, its okay. I will be fine." He said "you are pregnant. You should'nt be travelling in this condition."

Ti: oh I know. believe me if my husband knew he would never have let me go. it's a big surprise for me also. I mean after sometime when there was no result we felt as if we should stop trying.

He : "there is always result. It just comes sooner or later."

Ti: after this, I am really going to believe in that. oh don't you have any baggage of your own.

He : "I travel light."

Ti: well among all my excitement I even forgot to ask your name. what's your name?

He: there is your husband.

Tia turned to see her husband wave at her. she waved back and was turned to see him gone. She became startled and then taking her luggage walked towards her husband a bounce in her steps. Arjun silently watched her go from the corner of the stall and feels a pang as she hugs her husband and after she whispers in his ears he became still and gave a loud whoop of delight.

Arjun

It is true what they say. Man is a social animal. No one can live alone. But another fact which is true is that there is always exceptions to the rule. And there is an exception to this rule also. Me. Hearing my phone ring I picked up to hear the caller say "Malcolm Merlyn has come back from Italy last night." Good. I knew that he had something big planned which will take place in 7 months at his wife's death anniversary. Cutting the call I catch a taxi to my hotel. Reaching my room I freshen up and see the courier which had arrived before me. opening the file, I read. And within one hour I was well versed in the life of Tommy Merlyn better than he knows himself. Now to set up the meeting."

Night,

The noise grates on my nerves. I can see people well on the way of getting or already past drunk and getting high. if it was in my control then I would crush the skull of the drug dealer sitting in the VIP lounge none the wiser. But I had more important matters to do tonight. I look at my watch and start my countdown. 5,4,3,2,1.

The club lights darken and then a light is directed towards two men standing at the top of the stairs. Tommy Merlyn and his recently returned from dead friend Oliver Queen. My focus was only on Thomas but had I known that the person beside him would be more dangerous then I would have already killed him that night.

Precap: the meet

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