When the Darkness Comes

Chapter One: Make my heart ache and shatter it into a million pieces...

Felicity Smoak was lying on her bed and sighing with frustration. She looked at the digital clock in her nightstand and it showed that it was 3 am in bright red, mocking her and adding to her frustration. She stared at the ceiling of her room, thinking on how she could pass the time. Not coming up with anything, she grabbed her tablet from the top of her nightstand and removed it from its protective case and unlocked it. She inputted the password, GreenLeather, and opened the app that lets her see the surveillance videos in the foundry.

She heard the clanking of a metal rod and saw Oliver doing a round in the Salmon Ladder. Knew he would be there. Confirming her thought, she sat up from her bed, pulled the comforter off of her and swung her legs from the bed and letting her feet touch the cold wooden floor. She shivered and let her feet get accustomed to the floor before getting up and changing from her purple, fluffy pajamas with little cupcake designs all over them and to her hoodie with the words MIT Batch of '09 printed on the front and black leggings with rips on the knees. She pulled her messy blonde hair into a messy bun and went back to her closet to get some white no-show socks and her white converse. She sat on her bed and put the socks and shoes on, grabbed her phone and went out of her room. She walked down the stairs and went straight to the door. She grabbed her keys from the purple bowl that sat atop of a table she kept near the door. She went out and locked the door of her townhouse before heading towards the driveway where her red mini cooper was. She stuffed her hands in the pockets of her hoodie along with her phone and keys. When she reached her car, she grabbed her keys from her pockets and unlocked the red mini cooper, slid in, gracefully of course, shut the door and slid her car keys into the ignition and turned it so that it would start the engine. She felt the blast of cold air of the AC and turned it off, in turn turning on the heater and she felt the cold air be replaced by warm, comforting air that helped the coldness seep from her body from being outside.

She drove out of the drive way and headed to Verdant. She let herself relax at the quietness of the streets. When she finally arrived at her destination, she parked her car into one of the empty parking space near the alley way that led to the backdoor of Verdant. She grabbed her keys from the ignition and got out of her car. She locked the door and walked to the back while cautiously looking at her surroundings. You never know. Maybe a very drunk lunatic just might jump out from behind and grab her. Felicity shivered at the thought and quickly shook her head to dismiss the idea. When she finally reached the back entrance, she entered and she went straight to the door that led to the basement of Verdant.

As she was about to enter the pass code, Felicity suddenly felt nervous. Her instinct told her not to open the door. But her being Felicity Smoak, a hater of mysteries and surprises, she let her curiosity won out and entered the pass code that opened the door that led to the foundry. When she opened the door, she heard a few moans and groans and the distinct sound of clothes dropping. Felicity silently descended down the stairs and she suddenly remembered one of the lessons her father taught her before he up and left her and her mother. She remembered him saying to a five year old Felicity that 'You should always trust your instincts, Meg. Because when you can't trust anybody else, your instincts is the only one who can keep you safe and the only one you can trust to keep you out of harm's way and from getting hurt.'. She remembered herself nodding and hanging on to every word her father had said.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and turned to where the training mats are, and she suddenly wished she had listened to her instincts and had not entered the foundry because what she saw made her chest ache and broke her fragile heart into a million pieces...