*This is part of an old series. The new one starts next chapter.*
Chapter 2: A Cave beneath a Bar
My head hurt. It... Really... Hurt!
I groaned as I rose, only to see the Vigilante standing over me. He wore no hood, yet I could not place who he was...
"Take it easy. You've been through a lot."
I groaned. "How long have I been out?"
"Two days." He paused, and reached underneath the table I lay on. He pulled forth my black bow, and handed it to me.
"I'm in your debt, Vigilante. You already know who I am, I assume."
He paused, turned, and sat down at the computer. He recited the words on the screen.
"Captain Jonathan Agravain, youngest of the United States Air Force. Was captured by the enemy and assumed dead. That was in your memorial speech at your funeral. And, after a bit more research, I discovered an assassin that protected instead of killed. Because of your suit, and dark demeanor, Interpol dubbed you Eclipse."
I nodded, getting up and taking my bow. I bowed, and began to walk toward the exit. Much to my surprise, a blonde woman walked down the stairs, noticed me, and screamed.
"Oliver!"
I heard the Vigilante snort and walk over to the Blonde woman. He motioned to me and nodded, as though it was completely cool that I was here. Nice to know.
She took her place at the desk filled with computers, and turned to me. Her eyes where inquisitive, in a playful way.
"So. What's your name and why are you..?"
I was annoyed. "I am former Captain Agravain, United States Air Force. My commanding officer was Lt. Colonel Hal Jordan, until he became a test pilot and was promoted."
The girl looked at me and nodded. I turned to continue walking away, but yet another ran in. He was... Well... Black. Wearing a leather jacket and looking like the world just went crazy. I recognized him, he was a soldier I had ran into on a tour in Afghanistan. A corporal when I met him. John Diggle.
"Oliver, Felicity..." He noticed me and stopped. He then shook his head and continued speaking. "...The SCPD got wind of some... Witch... Terrorizing the glades. I think I just met it."
I paused. My veins went ice cold. I knew magic existed, but something tells me this was no a ordinary magic. Off Diggle I felt a sickness, and my empathy gave of hundreds of red flags. Chaos magic.
Oliver walked toward his bow, as to pick it up, but I threw a knife between his fingers. In seconds, both he and the John had weapons drawn on me. I laughed.
"Who the hell are you?" Diggle asked. His eyes where filled with suspicion.
"That doesn't matter, Mr. Diggle. Queen, if you are going after anything supernatural you are going to need my help."
Oliver shook his head and walked towards me. He honestly believed he was scary, but I knew better. His emotions where filled with doubt and distrust of his abilities, and I chose strategic words to take advantage of those weaknesses.
"I am the only one here with any experience with the supernatural. To answer your question, John, I am Captain Agravain..." Diggle snapped to attention and saluted. I looked at him with a very exasperated expression. "... As I was saying, Nanda Parbat is a place of spiritual enlightenment. I know supernatural, and if there is a spell weaver nearby we must find what they want, or end them."
Oliver turned around, and took his bow.
"What will we need, Eclipse?"
I drew three bottles of holy water, and tossed them onto the table behind his arrows.
"Every arrow, tipped with that substance. I will give you one of my swords, I carry two. You must not let anything they conjure up touch you. The left over liquid may be used as a defense of last resort."
Diggle went to put his gun away and get his mask. I stopped him with a single arm.
"No, John. This is us. Oliver will need you here to make sure that all runs smoothly."
Diggle nodded. By the time I looked back, Oliver was now in his suit, hood up. I myself dawned my cowl, and we moved as one towards the stairs. I turned and tossed Felicity a holy stone. She caught in, and immediately started typing.
"Diggle?" Arrow asked, "Did the witch have a name?"
Diggle turned momentarily from the computer screen, "They call her Raven."
