AN: So, I had this idea….I'm not sure if I should make it into a story or just forget all about it. But I love Bratva Oliver. Tell me what you think?

He should have known. Women are trouble and mean nothing but complications, and if there's one thing Oliver Queen, Starling City Bratva Captain doesn't need, its complications. Maybe it had all started when he'd ordered the assassination of one Donna Smoak, maybe it had all started when he'd learned from one of his trusted operatives that a woman named Donna Smoak had figured out his big secret or maybe it had all started when Donna Smoak had shown up on his doorstep covered in blood and with an unconscious girl in her arms. The girl turned out to be her only daughter, Felicity Smoak. Oliver had been too surprised to do much besides ordering his men to stand down and let the two women enter the mansion. He even picked up Felicity and carried her into his bedroom and put her on his bed. Why he did that, he didn't know for sure. But something about this small girl that had passed out from whatever happened to her touched a place in him that hadn't been touched in a long time.

After tucking her in, he went to the living room to talk to Donna. Why was he even talking to that woman? She'd threaten to expose his secret after all! But now here she was, sitting on her couch and getting blood all over the carpet. This was going to be one big cleaning bill….

"Please, Mr. Queen, listen to me before you judge me and have me killed. I know that you've ordered a hit on me. For the sake of my daughter's life and for the sake of your life, listen to me before you do anything."

"I have to admit, you've shown some real balls by threatening me and coming here with your daughter. I'm curious as to why you would do such a thing. But don't for a second think that I'd hesitate to kill you myself only because I haven't done it by now. You have five minutes, Mrs. Smoak."

Donna nodded and quickly folded her bloody hands in her lap. She appeared to be nervous, but who wouldn't be in a situation like this?

"My Felicity stumbled upon your little secret by accident. You see, she was looking for her father. He left us before she was born and I never knew his real name. While I could deal with not knowing, Felicity couldn't. She's a curious little thing, my daughter. I tried to stop her, but I'm not exactly smart enough to understand her tech-nerdy talk and know what she's doing. Anyway, during her….research, she stumbled upon your little secret and told me about it. That was two weeks ago. Then she tried to cover it up by deleting the source, she said she didn't want anybody else to find out about it. It could be dangerous. But as it seems she was too late, because three nights ago a man broke into our home and threatened us. He told us that he knew all about the files Felicity had deleted, and that people were going to come after us now. I figured that you were the only one who could keep my daughter save, since I can't and her father won't. I contacted you and Felicity told me that you'd put a price on my head. So I thought we'd best talk in person to avoid….further misunderstandings. We left our apartment immediately afterwards and came here. Nobody knew about it, but we were attacked by…some people this morning. They hurt Felicity and I couldn't help her. They stabbed her in the stomach. Please, you have to help her!"

Why hadn't he noticed the wound before? Quickly he nodded to John Diggle, his bodyguard, to go and check on the girl.

"Who were those people?" he asked with a low growl.

"I don't…I'm not sure. I have a suspicion, but I can't say for sure. I didn't even see their faces, it happened so quickly!"

"How come that you are unharmed and your daughter is badly wounded? How come you are alive at all? Why didn't they kill you?"

At that Donna shrank even further into the couch, making herself as small as possible.

"I…I wasn't there. I hid behind a tree. They left her lying on the ground and bleeding, I guess they thought that she'd be dead. So did I, to be honest, but she's alive. Isn't she?"

Fury flared through his veins and his eyes darkened dangerously.

"So you hid like a coward while your daughter was attacked? And now you want me to help you, even though you are not worthy of this brotherhood?"

"No, Sir, I want you to help her. She tried to help you by deleting the files. You owe her."

"I owe you nothing and I owe her nothing. You're playing a dangerous game, Mrs. Smoak, and I'm not in the mood to play."

"Neither am I. Her father, you might know him. He's part of the Triad, even though he's not Chinese. He is known as the Dragon."

Oliver heard gasps all around the room. His men knew the Dragon, everybody knew him. The Dragon was one of their enemies deadliest and most dangerous hitmen. The leader of the Triad had adopted him as a small boy and trained him to be a weapon ever since. Many brothers and sisters had been slain by him and nobody had managed to win a fight against the man. He was infamous for killing his victims by taking them to the sea, binding their hands and feet to flocks and letting them drown slowly. The victims sometimes laid there for hours, looking death in the eye and not being able to do a thing about it. Some of them, so they say, died of fear before the water touched their feet.

"How do you know that her father is the Dragon. You told me that you don't know who he is."

"I don't know his name, but I know how they call him. He used to come to me after killing someone, to get rid of the adrenaline."

"Are you a whore, woman?"

The angry look on his face must've scared her even more, but Donna quickly shook her head.

"No, I'm a cocktail waitress in Las Vegas. I…I used to have a lot of male….friends, you know. One of them was the Dragon. He fathered Felicity."

"And how can you be so sure that he is indeed her father, not one of your other lovers?"

"He's the only one who could possibly father a child. The other ones have been….they weren't real men, you know."

"I will not tolerate whores in my house. Leave."

Tears started to gather in her eyes, but the woman in front of him got up and slowly walked towards the door.

"What will happen to my daughter?" she asked just before her hand reached the handle.

"She will be healed and then sent after you. Now leave!"

Donna had already opened the door, when another very determined voice spoke.

"Stop! I believe her!"

Everybody turned around to look at the source of the voice. It was none other than Thea Queen, sister of the Captain and fiancée to one of his trusted men.

"Thea, this is…" Oliver started to say, but his sister interrupted him.

"Don't you dare say none of my business! They're women and they're in our house. That makes them my business. I already looked after the girl in your bed, now I will make sure that Mrs. Smoak gets a nice room and fresh clothes." Then she addressed the woman herself. "You will stay a few days and we will talk about everything once my brother has calmed down and proves himself able to think rationally. Until then, you need to rest. Roy will show you to your room."

Her fiancé, Roy Harper, stepped forward and gestured for Donna to follow him.

"My dear sister, what did I say about you questioning my commands in front of everybody?"

Thea grinned at her brother and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"That I should do it more often since I'm the smart one in the family. And now go and see to your guest. I'm talking about the beautiful woman in your bed, of course. See you at supper!"

And with that she was gone, leaving Oliver with a horde of chuckling and grinning men. It was true, nobody could resist the charm of Thea Queen.

AN: Did you like it? Should I continue? Reviews are always welcome :D

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