Thursday, January 5, 2006

Prologue
Prologue

Disclaimer: Don’t own Connor Hawke or Lian Harper, those belong to DC, who isn’t utilizing them to their full potential. But Trigger does belong to me.
Rating: R
Warning: slash (boy on boy action), future non-con (rape), violent, swearing, & vampirism, lots of melodrama, hints of incest, unbeta’d
Spoilers: If you haven’t read Kingdom Come than you probably realize that in future, Lian is Red Hood. Robert is canon; he’s the son of Green Arrow (Oliver Queen) and Shado, the Japanese archer/assassin. Those who haven’t read or don’t want to read Villains Unite, than you haven’t heard of the possible future child between Cheshire and Catman.
Summary: For this chapter, it’s seventeen years before the actual story is going to take place. Lian is on her deathbed, asking Connor to take care of her only surviving grandchild.

Seventeen Years Ago

Three people are in small white hospital room, a elderly woman is laying on the hospital bed, there are tubes and machines all around her, standing over her is a quiet beautiful young man with long-rich-golden-hair and dressed completely in black; while sitting on the floor is a cute four-year-old boy with curly reddish hair and cubby cheeks playing with toy blocks, oblivious to the scene happening behind him.

“It’s been a long time Connor, I want to ask you one last favor…please take care of Trigger,” Lian raises her hand slightly, halting whatever Connor was about to say. “I know this is asking a lot, and for the past four years you have done more than your share of protecting us from Trigger’s mother. I’m ninety-three now, I may have been a good spy in my prime, but I know those days are long and gone; she should have been able to easily find me with the resources she has at her fingertips, but she didn’t, so don’t deny it. I know it was you who help cover my tracks since the day I took Trigger from her, you know what will happen to Trigger if she ever gets his hands on him…”

A long silent descends upon the two, the radiant blond knows what Lian says is true; it is a well-known fact that the Trigger’s mother was the very personification of evil; the woman has gleefully admitted to being the mastermind behind the fire that killed not only Lian’s son, Roy the Third (who also happen to be Trigger’s father) and his twins Mia and Dick, almost five years ago. This woman had taken so many things from Lian: her son, her first two grandchildren, and her whole world. To let her take Trigger away would be the final nail in the coffin for Lian, no matter how Trigger was conceive, he was part of the Arrow family, no one was going to take that away them.

“Lian, I…you know that I would give you the world, if you aksed for it, but…this…please what your think of what your doing, the blood of innocence’s strains my hands and clothes, I am no longer the man you knew. To have Trigger with me, is hardly any better than feeding him to the wolves.” Speechless, Connor took a closer look at Lian, and it broke his heart. Lian was old, she was ancient, she was nothing but skin and bones, whatever was left of her hair was just a duff of white puff, and her blue veins practically burst from her transparent wrinkled skin, only inner fire that rein supreme in her fierce eyes gave any hint of vibrant young heroine that Connor once known. Gone was the three-year-old mischievous imp with her black ponytail and impish expressions that he first met, so was the vibrant young bombshell that she grew up to be with her beautiful black-hair filled with red highlights that spouted out as mature, even the strong majestic matron who wore her grays with great pride, was just a distant memory. Looking at Lian now, was like having the wind knocked out him, for it finally hit him how truly fragile mortals were, it seem like only yesterday that he was being introduced as Uncle Connor by his new foster brother Roy. How could he deny her final wish? She was all that connected him to his old world, the world of Connor Hawke the Green Arrow, but at the same time how you he risk endangering Trigger in the world that Eclipse dragged him into?

“Please, I don’t know how you live your life…but I know that it’s not a pleasant way by any means. Still you are the only one I can trust, I lived to long, all my friends are long gone, Cerdian died ten years ago, Iris can sucked into the Speed Force about seven years ago, this new generation of superheroes I don’t really know them, I don’t know how well they can protect Trigger. You’re the only one that I know without a doubt can possibly go head-to-head with that …that monster. You say that being with you is little better than feeding Trigger to the wolves, but even that is better than what that monster has install for him. You know as well as I do, that even death will be better than what that monster has planned…” Lian pleaded, using most of her strength she grabbed Connor’s coat, refused to let go, as if fearing that if she let it go, he will just vanish from her presence. This was the first time Connor had ever seen Lian plead so desperately for anything, whatever resolute he had to deny her, died as he looked into her tearful eyes that silently begged him to be the man she once knew, the honorable hero of her memories.
Connor did quick glance over to Trigger, to his special the child seem oblivious to what was happening between the two adults, completely absorbed in being his block house, silently Connor chuckled, just like Arsenal, when he sets his mind everything in the world is set aside, he’s a chip off the old block.

Fearing that Connor’s silent, to more reluctant, Lian quickly switched over to another tackle; “ Please, do this, if not for my sake than for the sake of the Arrow family, he’s going to be the only one left when I’m gone, since you forsaken the bow and arrow. Don’t deny him the right to his heritage.”

Secretly proud of Lian, Connor thought this is definitely an Arrow, if pleading doesn’t work go for the guilt trip, she may not be Ollie’s grandchild by blood, but definitely by spirit. “Alright than, I will do it for the Arrow family, your right even though I have forsaken the bow and arrow, I would never deny him the right to his true heritage or legacy.”

Although what legacy that will be; Trigger is definitely the last living Arrow left, considering Connor’s a vampire, therefore part of the race of the undead. Trigger Harper, the grandson of Lian Harper, the former Red Hood, daughter of original Speedy Roy Harper and the notorious assassin Cheshire and Robert the fourth Green Arrow, son of the original Green Arrow Oliver Queen and the mysterious yakuza assassin Shado. Not only were three of his great-grandparents considered the greatest known archers, so were his grandparents. Yes, he has a large legacy to uphold. It will both be an honor and a burden to carry. But Lian knew without a doubt that Connor was the prefect person to raise Trigger, despite Lian knowing that Connor has done quite a few things that goes against everything he once believed in, he has killed, tortured, his hands are taint in blood, but not of innocence; Lian knows of the orphanages that Connor has secretly built in third-world countries, she knows that blood money he takes from the villains he kills goes to all sorts of charities. Yes, his methods are wrong, but his heart is still in the right place, he may not be the child of light he once was, but he’s far from the damned creature of darkness he believes himself to be.

“Yes, Lian, I promise to take care of Trigger and protect him with everything within my power. Don’t worry about Trigger’s mother, I vow to you, that not even if she gets the minions of Hell to do her dirty work, will she ever lay her hands on Trigger. Also you don’t give yourself enough credit, I may have help you go under radar a couple of times, but mostly it was you and your genius ability that hide you from her, your father would have been proud.” With that Connor walks around the bed and picks up Trigger, carries him in his arms towards the door. “Come along, little one, your grandma is very tire, and needs her rest.”

“Thank you, Uncle Connor,” and with that Lian closes her eyes to rest.

“Uncle Connor, huh? You haven’t called me that since you were six,” Connor muses.

Beeeeeeep….

Quickly Connor turns around to take a look; sure enough Lian has died peacefully in her sleep. “So, you were at end your rope, you were just staying around until you knew that Trigger was in good hands. Don’t worry Lian, I made a vow and I intend to keep it, Trigger will never end up in the hands of his mother, your sister.”

Connor resumes walking out of the hospital, with the sleeping Trigger in his arms. By, morning no one in the hospital will remember that the elderly woman in room 406 had a visitor or that the visitor left with her grandchild, for Connor covers his tracks wherever he goes. When he makes a vow, he always keeps it, for while he’s not the young naïve sweet man he was, a part of him still remembers that person, despite trying very hard to forget, and as long as that part lives in him, he will never dishonor a vow.

-TBC


Cerdian- the canon son of Tempest and Dolphin

Iris West- In Kingdom Come is the daughter of Wally West and is the Flash

-What do you think, so far? Please review^_^

I will probably be jumping around a lot in this, there won’t be one set storyline, and it will most likely be a lot of one-shots put together in one long-ass fic, I plan on giving you the family tree for the Arrows soon; to make it easier for you.

Also I will be starting college again on January 9th, so my next few updates will be pretty random. As I plan to be good student this quarter, and put my school work before everything that is fun.J

Again, please review, I like your opinions.

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