As Oliver Queen

Chapter 1: Awakening in Hell

Pain.

It was the first thing I felt, sharp and all-consuming, spreading through my skull like wildfire. My mind was a chaotic mess, fragments of memory and emotion slamming into me all at once. It wasn't just my own past—I was remembering two lives. One that belonged to Oliver Queen, the billionaire playboy turned castaway, and another... someone else entirely.

Someone who knew everything.

'What the hell...?' My thoughts were sluggish, my body even more so. I forced my eyes open and was greeted by the sight of a dimly lit jungle, trees swaying in the breeze, the smell of saltwater thick in the air. My limbs ached as I pushed myself up, cold sand clinging to my clothes. I recognized this place.

Lian Yu.

Memories came rushing in—the yacht, the storm, my father handing me the gun. The sound of a single gunshot that had haunted Oliver Queen for years. But that wasn't me. Not really.

I took a shaky breath, forcing myself to stay calm. My thoughts were clearer now, processing at a speed that felt unnatural, almost mechanical. My mind was sharper, as if every neuron had been fine-tuned to perfection. High IQ? No. This is more than that.

It was as if two consciousnesses had fused into one, granting me a level of insight and intelligence I never had before. My photographic memory was flawless, my ability to analyze and predict far beyond what Oliver had been capable of. I could recall everything—from Oliver Queen's training under his father to my knowledge of the entire Arrowverse timeline.

And that was when I felt it.

A strange warmth deep within my body, coiling in my gut like a sleeping beast. I closed my eyes, focusing on it. It was power, raw and untamed, flowing through me like an unseen river. I knew exactly what it was.

Chakra.

'Holy shit… I actually have it.'

I flexed my fingers, trying to will it into action. Nothing happened. It wasn't like in Naruto, where you could instinctively mold chakra and pull off a jutsu like it was second nature. My body had potential, but without control, I was just another idiot who thought he had superpowers.

I needed to survive first.

Gritting my teeth, I stood up, feeling my muscles protest at the movement. I was hungry, dehydrated, and still processing the fact that I had somehow transmigrated into Oliver Queen's body. This was the beginning of everything—the five years of hell that turned him into the Hood. Except this time, I wasn't just Oliver Queen.

I had knowledge. I had chakra. And I was going to become something far greater.

The first few hours were brutal.

The jungle was unforgiving, the humidity making every breath feel heavy. I stumbled through the undergrowth, searching for anything useful. My stomach growled in protest, but food wasn't my priority. Water was.

'Find a stream. Stay away from exposed areas. Don't attract predators.'

Basic survival knowledge. My past self wasn't exactly Bear Grylls, but Oliver's memories helped. I knew there was a small freshwater stream nearby—I just had to reach it. My legs felt weak, my body still adjusting to the hunger and exhaustion.

Then, I heard it.

A rustling in the bushes.

I froze, heart pounding. My instincts screamed at me—danger. I turned my head slowly, spotting a pair of yellow eyes peering at me from the shadows. A wild dog. No, a wolf.

I swallowed hard. It wasn't the first time Oliver had encountered predators on Lian Yu. In the show, he got lucky. Right now, I needed to make my own luck.

Slowly, I reached down and grabbed the first thing I could—a thick branch, sturdy enough to use as a weapon. I tightened my grip, my mind racing. Could I use chakra? If I could reinforce my arms, maybe…

I took a deep breath, focusing on the warmth inside me, willing it to move, to strengthen my body.

The wolf lunged.

I barely dodged, the beast's claws scraping my arm as I swung the branch with everything I had. It connected, but not hard enough. The wolf staggered but recovered quickly, growling with renewed aggression.

Shit. I wasn't strong enough. Not yet.

I did the only thing I could—I ran.

Branches whipped against my skin as I pushed forward, adrenaline fueling my steps. I could hear the wolf chasing me, closing in fast. If I tripped, I was dead.

Then, I saw it—a cliffside, jagged rocks below. Not a dead end. An opportunity.

I made a split-second decision. As soon as I reached the edge, I turned sharply and jumped—not down, but to the side, rolling as I hit the ground. The wolf, unable to stop in time, skidded over the edge, yelping as it fell into the rocky depths below.

Panting, I laid there for a moment, staring at the sky.

'I survived.'

But barely.

I couldn't rely on luck again.

By the time I found the stream, exhaustion was weighing me down. I cupped my hands, drinking deeply, letting the cold water soothe my dry throat. My reflection stared back at me, familiar yet different.

This was Oliver Queen's face. But the man behind it had changed.

'I can't afford to waste time. If I follow canon, I'll meet Yao Fei soon. That means I have a small window to prepare myself.'

I needed a plan.

Step one: Master basic chakra control. If I couldn't even use it properly, it was worthless.

Step two: Survival. Food, shelter, and weapons were essential.

Step three: Stay ahead of the story. I knew what was coming—Fyers, Slade, Shado, Ivo, and the Mirakuru. I needed to be strong enough to deal with them.

The thought made me pause.

Mirakuru. The super-soldier serum of the Arrowverse. If I could get my hands on it, study it, modify it…

A shiver ran down my spine. The idea was insane. Mirakuru alone had turned Slade into a monster, but if I could balance its properties with my own chakra system—

I clenched my fists. That was a problem for the future. Right now, I needed to survive tonight.

I pulled myself to my feet and started gathering materials—large leaves, dry branches, and whatever I could find to make a crude shelter. The night would be cold, and I wasn't about to sleep in the open.

As I worked, a thought lingered in my mind.

This is no longer just Oliver Queen's story.

This is mine now.

And I was going to change everything.

End of Chapter 1.