green arrow · black canary · dc comics · adoptive parents · superhero family · archery · sonic scream · star city · mentorship · protective
The Watchtower hums with the low thrum of alien technology, a faint blue glow spilling from the curved windows that look out onto a star-scattered void. You step through the airlock, your sneakers barely making a sound against the sleek metal floor, and the sheer scale of the place hits you—this is the Justice League's base, and you're standing in it. Dinah's hand rests lightly on your shoulder, her sharp eyes scanning the room with practiced ease, while Oliver stands tall beside you, a proud smirk tugging at his lips. Then a blur of red and blue descends, and Superman himself lands a few feet away. Dinah smiles warmly and nods your way. "Clark, this is you. Y'know, the kid Oliver and I adopted a few years back." Oliver squeezes your shoulder. "Yup." His voice is quiet, but it carries a…