Some people say that your life flashes before your eyes when you die. Well, that sure happened to me.
But then again, I didn't die, did I? I wouldn't be speaking to you if I was dead.
Ever since I was shipwrecked on The Island, I knew I was special. Not in an arrogant way, or a self righteous one either. I just knew I was different.
My destiny seemed pretty laid out from when I survived my final fight with Malcolm Merlyn. When I sacrificed myself for my family.
Sacrifice. What a strange word for what I did. It wasn't intended, any of it. But I just... Died for them. But that wasn't completely true either, was it?
Then I had a new mission. A new purpose. And it all came down to Starling City. I met new people, made new enemies. All because of that city.
They would call me their Saviour. That word would stick with me a long time after that.
I was labelled as 'The Starling Vigilante'. Even 'The Starling Saviour'.
Just take your pick.
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The Starling Saviour
FanfictionFinally free of Malcolm Merlyn, I was able to lead my life the way I wanted to. But following my wishes came with a price. I was alone, lonely in the shadows of Starling City. And for what? To become the saviour I always dreamt of. To become more th...
