Every week a photo is used as a prompt to create a piece of fiction in around 200 words. Usually called Flash Fiction. I haven’t done this in a while, and I got the idea from S Writings and thought I would have a go at Fan Fiction. Plus I was appalled at the latest season of Arrow and the ending left me feeling “meh”. This is roughly how I would have preferred it to end. Links to characters are after the story.
The Green Arrow – Oliver Queen – looked down the road towards Damien Darhk, hate filling his eyes, his soul. Ever since the latter murdered Laurel Lance, the Black Canary, Arrow thought of nothing but vengeance.
“You think you can take me with your pathetic arrows and your hoard of people calling for my blood?” Darhk waved his hand and a flicker of energy shot up between himself and the group of men and women coming to the aid of Queen, causing the ones in the front to bounce of an invisible wall.
Darhk held up a hand and lifted Queen off the ground and started to choke the life from him. Using the energy he was taught, Queen started to push back Darhk’s energy, but he laughed a sadistic response. “You think your hastily learned minor defense is any match for me? Thanks to your Overwatch, I have the energy of thousands in me. There is nothing that can stop me.” He was startled to find his grip loosening.
“Funny thing about demons,” Darhk turned to face the newcomer. “Is that you never know what to expect from them. “ The raincoat clad man flicked a cigarette and took another from a packet and lit it from nothing. “Take that skull totem you use. I remember when he was a real person.” He took a long draw on the cigarette and Darhk found he no longer had any control of Queen.
“Sorry, let me introduce myself. John Constantine.”