《The Age of Heroes AU》Star City
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" Oliver Come there someone you should meet. " Moria said. Oliver walks over and Shakes the hand of a tall Black man. " This is John Diggle he will be your body guard. " Moria says. " Mom I don't need a body guard. " Oliver says. " With all do respect Mister Queen Star City is far more dangerous than it was before I think everyone could use a little extra protection. " Diggle says. Oliver looked at Diggle curiously thinking about what he just heard. " Oliver please I want you to be safe. " Moria says. Oliver nods. " Well I need to check out some things in town if that Ok. " Oliver says. " I can drive you Sir. " Diggle says. Oliver nods and Moria agrees. As Diggle drives Oliver to the address Oliver gave him. " So your a former Special Ops. " Oliver ask. " Yes Sir I served three tours. " Diggle says. " Impressive........Diggle stop the car. " Oliver says. Diggle stops and also notices the Crime scene Oliver is staring at. Oliver walks over with a dark look on his face listening as two officers discuss about a Drug responsible for a young girls death. " Sir are you alright? " Diggle ask. " Do you know how long this Vertigo drug has been going around? " Oliver ask. " Only a few months from what I have heard why? " Diggle ask. " Look at what it caused....This....this is what my father warned me about......this is what he was talking about how the city is dying.....how it been poisoned. " Oliver says. " I can understand how this bothers you but what exactly can you do about? " Diggle ask. " I wish I knew. " Oliver says. Diggle drove Oliver to a Abondan Queen industries factory were Oliver started working on setting up a lair. Diggle had no idea what Oliver was doing but watched as Oliver torn down walls and took measurements. " Uh Sir what exactly are you planning to do with this place. " Diggle ask. " I want to make my own name Diggle I don't want to be Robert Queen son or just some Billionaire so I will start my own business. I want to open a nice Place for people to hang out and have a good time even in this darker side of town. " Oliver says. " So this is gonna be a Club. " Diggle says. " Hmm yes a Dance club for anyone people can bring thier families and friends and just have a nice night or day. " Oliver says. " That actually doesn't sound too bad should I call for a construction crew you can't build a club by yourself Oliver. " Diggle says. " Yes make some calls. " Oliver says. Diggle walks away and Oliver then slips off to suit up and start investigating this Vertigo drug. Oliver ran down many thugs and learned Vertigo was being shipped in and out of the City. Even spreading as far as National city. But also other big cities as well Central City and Metropolis and even Gotham. This was a huge operation. But Oliver wouldn't stand for this. Oliver called and set up a Business meeting in National city since it was the farthest this went. He was determined to stop these drugs. " Sir there some Media station wanting a interview with you a Catco world wide media. " Diggle says. Oliver vaguely reconizes that as a place in national city. " Tell them I will do it " Oliver says. Diggle nods and walks out as Oliver begins to make his plans.
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