Thea Queen

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Name/Alias: Zan
Age: 36
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Character info

Character Name: Thea Queen
Age:22
Series: Arrow
canon point: End of Season 5
brief history: Thea Queen @ Arrow Wikia
Personality: Thea Queen can be defined by her dedication to her brother and her emotional decisions. For more than nine years, she followed along the path that her brother set out, becoming like him first as the consummate partygoer and then as the sober man reinventing himself and finally as the costumed hero who tries to save the city.

But Thea isn't nearly as rational as her brother usually is. She takes things to heart and then makes decisions based on actual or perceived hurt without thinking through the consequences. She let Malcolm Merlyn, the man who nearly destroyed the Glades, take her away because the other people in her life had lied to her, because he said he would make it so that no one would be able to hurt her again, and because he was her father. That decision would have grave consequences.

What Malcolm does is turn her into a weapon. One he wields for his own benefit. It isn't until much later that she realizes that he used her to kill a friend and the betrayal shatters the last trust she had left. She realizes that Malcolm is no different. He lies as much as everyone else. This pattern repeats twice more. Two people she gets close to end up lying to her and betraying her in fundamental ways and while she might not recognize it as such, there's a part of her that expects people to let her down. At the same time, she never sees it coming in the moment and it always guts her.

More recently, Thea's had to deal with what unthinking rage is like. Thanks to the Lazarus Pit and Ra's' untimely death, she's had to deal with the bloodlust. It is an uncontrollable urge to kill, something that her father not only feeds, but is proud of. Her 'killer instinct' he calls it. It's yet another thing that sets her apart from her brother. Oliver grew away from his instinct and training to kill while Thea grew toward it. In a twisted way, it allows her the freedom to vent all the rage and frustration that have built up over the years, but she's also horrified at the things she's done. She tries to remind herself that the people she hurts are ones who would kill her given no hesitation, but what comfort is it when she sets someone on fire and feels a perverse sense of glee in it?

What's perhaps most confusing for her is that when the bloodlust is finally cured, she continues the fight. In her mind, she has to. The world around them is collapsing, her father has betrayed them, and the entire world is in danger. She gets no time to think, not that she'd ever done much of that, and continues the fight as if nothing is different. But something is. She is.

By the time the battle is done, she's made her decision. She needs to leave. It seems that, for the first time, she makes a rational, well-thought-out decision. For months things settle into a new normal. She's her brother's chief of staff in the mayor's office. But she learned the lessons of her mother and Malcolm too well. When threats rise up, she does what she has to in order to put them down, including ruining the reputation of a reporter, her brother's girlfriend. Now, not only are her emotions getting the better of her, her darker instincts are coming out and she can no longer blame the bloodlust.

So she goes away, away from Oliver, away from the life that had changed her into a person she could barely recognize. A life where she isn't Thea Queen with all the baggage that entails. At least until that life comes chasing after her. Experience should have taught her that the past always comes back to haunt her, even when it's not her past. So in the end, she's still not entirely sure who Thea Queen is. Is she her mother's daughter? Malcolm's daughter? Ollie's sister? It's a decision that she has to face as the man she's come to hate the most, her father, sacrifices himself for her and it's one that she has no time to make as an explosion rips through her and sends her...somewhere.

Powers and Abilities: Before Oliver's arrival, Thea had already won awards for her archery. After her training with Malcolm, she became much more proficient in that as well as hand-to-hand combat and swordwork.

Meta Power:
Empathy: Instead of reading people's thoughts, she has the ability to read their emotions. At first, she'll be unable to distinguish between her own feelings and those of the people around her.

Samples

Network Sample:
I must have a concussion. I woke up and this voice calling herself - itself? - Gideon told me I'd been pulled through space and time. I don't... I think...

I'm not entirely sure what's real and what isn't. I hit my head and this is feeling a little too surreal, even for me. So this is Thea Queen. I'm heading to the nearest hospital and if anyone knows who I am, you can meet me there. I hope.

Except, I don't think that I know where the nearest hospital is. Nothing here looks quite right. Can someo

[And with that, she can't concentrate to type anymore.]

Third Person:
Something was wrong. Something more than the usual 'It's Thursday' madness. Something more than even the madness of being kidnapped, brought to Lian Yu, and having the man who'd killed her mother help save her life. The island was rigged, or at least their part of it was, but Sam had been adamant about going back for William and Thea wasn't just going to leave her on her own. So she ran off after Sam and the next thing she knew, she was being thrown to the ground.

Time passed. She wasn't sure how long, but when she opened her eyes, she wasn't on the ground anymore. At least, she wasn't on the dirt ground. Instead, she was on some kind of sidewalk. One half of her face felt like she had a wicked case of rug burn and she couldn't push herself up with one of her wrists, but it was her head that was the problem. The world was spinning and it wasn't stopping.

But she was a Queen and that meant being tough, so she got to her feet and started down the street. Maybe if she could find a phone or someone with a phone, she could call for help. She was so focused on her plan that the car floating a half foot in the air that passed her never even caught her eye. Phone call, Ollie. He'd be able to help.