I have always thought that Laurel Lance and Matt Murdock had many similarities. And this story follows my interpretation of what if Laurel had become a vigilante before Oliver had returned home to start his crusade. Follows closely with Daredevil Season 1 structure.

In the early hours of the morning on Starling City's port, a small group of men was dragging a handful of young women into a shipping container, women who would end up living a life of sexual servitude.

During the entire ordeal, the women were screaming out into the darkness, pleading and praying for someone, anyone to save them.

Eventually one of the men walked up to the frightened women that he and his men held captive.

"You pretty ladies will make me and my friends, some serious money. If you make it easy for us, we will let you have a bucket if not..." He then pulled out a handheld taser towards them and sparked it.

The girls screamed in fear. The leader who had just attempted to bargain with his captives sighed in annoyance, as he shocked them before throwing their limp bodies into the shipping container.

Behind the would-be human traffickers, a black silhouette stood a few feet behind them. "I see you like to hurt women."

The human traffickers turned around seeing a woman dressed in black with a ski mask.

The Woman in Black raised her nightstick. "How about one that likes hits back?" She taunted the men. Before any of the men could react, she slugged the leader across the face with her weapon. He fell to the ground with a groan.

She then dodged the punch from one of the thugs running at her and proceeded to deliver several punches to his partner before turning and throwing her baton at the man as he ran at her again.

The Woman in Black looked around to see the men were unconscious. She then walked up to the women who were still very much frightened. She raised her hands to indicate that she wouldn't harm them.

"Are you all right? No broken bones?" She asked as she glanced at the captives, checking for any visible injuries. "They didn't touch you?"

The captives shook their head. Their saviour nodded. "When you leave this yard, go west and find the first police officer on patrol. Officer Todd should be near the park."

The women nodded as one of them grabbed their saviour by the arm and thank her before running with the rest of the former captives.

As the Woman in Black watched the girls leave, she smiled, before going back to the unconscious thugs to zip-cuff them.

The next morning, Laurel woke up to the sound of her phone alerting her of a call. She rolled over her bed to grab her phone to check the time. Eight-Thirty in the morning. She sighed. She must have slept through her alarm this morning.

She answered the phone. "Hello?" She groggily asked.

The voice of Joanna De La Vega answered. "Laurel. Where are you? We have to meet the realtor in an hour."

She groaned. As she did, she felt a bruise that had formed to the right of her stomach. "I will be there as soon as I can."

Her friend must have noticed her groggy demeanour. "Did you meet a guy last night?'

Laurel's lips slightly upturned.

Not in the way you think Jo.

Instead, she opted for a partial truth. "In a manner of speaking." She then sat up. "I'll be there soon." She then hung up and got ready for work.

After finding a small office in The Glades, Laurel left the office to allow her friend to fawn over the realtor while she found her father patrolling at a nearby park, ordering a hot dog. "Dad?"

Detective Lance smiled as he embraced his daughter in a hug. "How's the office hunting going baby?" He was happy that his only living daughter had returned a few weeks ago from law school.

She grinned. "We have just found a small and affordable office suite in The Glades. Jo is just helping set up our furniture and whatnot, while I came here to speak to you."

Lance smiled awkwardly. "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"I was wondering if you could help your daughter start up her business, by giving me a heads up if someone we can defend comes up. We need to start building a client base and word of mouth is one of the best kind of ways to do that."

He shook his head. "I don't know baby…"

"Look, I'm not asking you to do anything immoral. I'm asking you, dad, to give me a call if someone needs help."

Lance gave his daughter a small knowing look. "I'm not gonna recommend my only living daughter to defend scumbags."

She was quick to defend her position. "Not every person who is brought in your precinct is a bad guy. Some are misguided or falsely accused and need help. CNRI can be that help. I can help those people so they receive justice."

He shook his head, only this time with a small proud smile. "I will do what I can. But no promises." He then kissed her on the cheek. "I missed you, baby, I'm glad you are home." He then left.

"Thanks, Daddy. I love you too." She called after him.

Thea was speeding way above the speed limit and narrowly collided with another driver travelling in the opposite direction. She swerved her car at the last minute and her car skidded down an embankment.

Later that night, Lance sighed. The younger sibling of Oliver Queen, the bastard who cheated on his eldest daughter with his youngest, and due to his dalliance got Sara killed. He read the report and saw that she had been tested by the hospital staff following her accident, and was confirmed to be driving under the influence.

As much as he wanted the Queen family to suffer for what Oliver did to his family. Quintin felt his heartstrings twist at the thought of a young person who was likely in just as much pain as he and Laurel were, suffer needlessly.

He then thought of his talk with Laurel. The Youngest Queen was likely lost. If Queen's upbringing was any indication, Thea was also likely not guided down a better path. Perhaps, they could stop Thea from following her brother's footsteps.

To prevent another family from experiencing another Gambit. To avoid Laurel from losing another sister.

He pulled out his phone, hoping that Laurel would take the case. "Laurel?"

He heard his daughter pant. "Yeah, Dad?"

"I have a potential client. You may wanna get down here quick before her family lawyer's up for her."

"Who is she?"

"You know her, baby. It's Queen's sister." He answered carefully.

The line was silent for a few moments. So, he spoke again. "Baby?" He was worried that the mentioning of The Queen family may bring bad memories for his daughter. "You there? I could just call a public prosecutor?"

"Yeah. No. Umm… I will call Jo, and I will quickly shower and leave the gym. We will take Thea's case."

A half an hour later, Laurel and Jo met just outside of the interrogation room Thea was held in. As they walked in Thea's eyes went wide as she saw someone she hadn't seen in years. "Laurel?" She asked in shock.

Laurel gave a small smile before sitting across from her with Jo sitting beside her. "Hey, Speedy."

Thea despite her dishevelled appearance gave a small snort of derision at the name. "Worst nickname ever."

"Well, you seem to be living up to the name." The attorney replied with worry.

Thea shrugged. "Are you and your friend, my Lawyers?"

Laurel smiled. "If Moira agrees, you will be our first client."

Jo tapped her partner on the arm and whispered. "You're not counting when we were Interned at ArmerTek?"

"No, I was counting from when we had our own office."

"Sure."

Laurel then asked Jo, to find out if Moira would agree to allow CNRI to represent her daughter. When Jo left to find the number to the Queen matriarch, Thea noticed Laurel eyeing her with worry.

"What?" The Queen scion asked.

"You ok, Thea?"

She once again shrugged. "Mom is never around. If she is, she doesn't care about me, we stopped celebrating the holidays. Drugs…. Alcohol, it's how I cope with losing Ollie and Dad. I know Ollie wasn't a saint by any stretch of the imagination, but losing him and Dad at the same time. Knowing that their bodies are fish food…"

Laurel gently grabbed the younger woman's hands. "If Moira allows it." She then quickly amended her line of thought. "Even if she doesn't want me representing you because of our past…. I'm back now, Speedy. You could intern with me after school. Earn extra credit and avoid bad crowds. Nip your drug and alcohol habit in the bud."

A tear escaped Thea's eye. "Even after Ollie?"

Laurel stood up and embraced the younger woman, who she once considered her adopted baby sister. "Ollie shouldn't affect our relationship, Speedy. And when I get you out of here, I will shout us some food and we can go home to my place and watch a movie."

Thea nodded. "Thank you." She mumbled into Laurel's crimson sweater." She then pulled back and wrinkled her nose. "You smell. "

Laurel chuckled. "Dad called. I was going to shower, but I couldn't leave you here to rot. So, I rushed to get changed and left the gym as fast as I could."

After organising an agreement with Moira and later with Captain Stein and Quintin.

Moira had accepted the agreement to allow CNRI to represent her daughter. The agreement that was reached between CNRI and the SCPD, was that if Thea refrained from illegal activities, and told them the supplier of the drugs. No charges would be pressed. They had twenty-four hours for a name.

Laurel took the youngest Queen to her apartment. "Pizza or Chinese?" She asked as she followed Thea in who sat on the couch.

"Pizza."

Laurel nodded as she threw the menu at her reunited little sister. "You call. I seem to recall someone not so subtly informing me that I need to shower.

Thea laughed as she pulled her phone to her ear as Laurel went to have a shower."

A few hours later, a few movies watched and a pizza devoured. Laurel had set up her bedroom for her guest.

"I can't kick you out of your bed."

Laurel quirked her brow. "Is it kicking me out if I volunteer?"

"Touché."

Laurel lied on her sofa. Not sleeping, just resting as she heard a floorboard creak, as Thea snuck out of the apartment, wearing one of Laurel's Wild Cat Gym hoodies.

After a few seconds, Laurel sighed as she walked over to her office and pulled a small trunk from the bottom shelf, revealing her black attire.