Hey people of the internet this one is for all the Felicity fans out there. Now I have always wanted to write this story and I also really didn't want to take this away from Laurel but I'm going to because I feel like Felicity would just make such a better Canary 2.0. I've only read one other fic where Felicity was the Canary but the author abandoned it, so I figured what the hell? If no one else is going to write one I'll do it myself. So here we go.
Felicity stared down at the headstone tears running freely down her face reading the inscription over and over again. Sara Lance 1987 - 2007 loving daughter and sister.It's missing one word. Hero. Felicity thought sadly. Sara was dead, only a handful of people knew, and she didn't even get a fresh grave. What kind of fond remembrance was that. And the icing on the funeral cake, Malcolm Merlyn Sara's killer was still breathing. To an outside observer Felicity's heavy sadness might seem unwarranted. Because again, to an outside observer the rest of the team included, Felicity and Sara probably didn't seem that close. But they were. No one else knew this but Sara had taken a special shine to Felicity, saw how incapable she was of protecting herself so she came to Felicity's home one night and offered to train her. Felicity could remember that morning like it happened twelve hours ago.
The home of Felicity Smoak. 1 day after the apprehension of William Tokman.
Felicity sat on her couch with a plate of waffles on her lap and some oj on the coffee table the special aspirins that dig gave her had worn off and her shoulder hurt like a bitch. While she was eating a knock on her door had nearly made her spill her food. No one has knocked on her door in a long time Diggle and Oliver each had a key to her place and her other friends outside team arrow never made house calls. Felicity opened the door and there Sara was standing on the other side. "Hi sara." Was all Felicity could get in before Sara walked right past her and over to the couch. "Yes please come into my home." Felicity muttered. "I'm going to throw this knife at your head." Sara said bluntly, picking up the butter knife on Felicitys plate. Felicity barely had time to stammer out a "what?" Before she saw a knife coming at her head.
By the grace of whatever god was up there Felicity actually managed to dodge the knife and see it get stuck in her door. "What the actual fuck Sara?!" Felicity screamed staring at the butter knife, a dull knife that couldn't cut paper that Sara had managed to penetrate her door with. "The only reason you dodged that knife is because you knew it was coming." Sara said as if that explained why she just tried to kill Felicity. "Yes, coming from my friend who no less than twenty four hours ago I took a bullet for!" Felicity screamed. "Exactly. You saved my life now I owe you a debt, and I want to repay it by teaching you not only to defend yourself but how to kick ass like me." The assassin explained. "Mmm hmm. So you decide to thank me by throwing a knife at me?" The hacker clarified.
"Yes." Sara answered. So in response Felicity punched her in the face. Sara turned her head back to Felicity with a grin on her face. "Not bad with a little weight training that might of actually hurt." Sara praised. "Look I know your just the tech girl and I understand that you do about fifty percent of Olli's job, but in this line of work you might need to know how to fight. Because one day one of the psychos we're chasing might be smart enough to figure out who the Arrows little helper behind the curtain is and come after you when Oliver isn't around." Sara explained. Felicity looked like she was mulling over the idea and a grin spread across her face. "Can I beat up Isabelle Rocheve?" Felicity asked in a child like voice. "No." Sara answered flatly. "C'mon she's a total bitch to me and she looks like the love child of Johnny Depp and a velociraptor." The way to smart to be and I.T. girl I.T. girl pleaded.
That little rant actually made Sara laugh just a little but she quickly sobered herself. "Do you accept?" Sara asked. "Yes." Felicity replied offering her good hand to the ex-assassin who in return shook it sealing their deal. The rest is history as they say. Sara managed in the short time she was in Starling to teach Felicity everything she knew. The fact that somehow this actually came as naturally to Felicity as computer sciences was a great blessing and bit of a surprise. They became became good friends, having someone who hadn't suffered like her and Oliver helped her deal with her demons. By the time the siege was dealt with and Sara had to go back to Nanda Par Bat she had taught Felicity all she needed to know.
Present day.
Sara was gone, now apparently Oliver was too. "Well looks like it's time for the Canary to start singing again." Felicity said to the head stone. She placed a single white rose on the grass said a small prayer and left for the foundry. She entered the deserted nightclub and proceeded to the basement and stood before the third recently installed glass case that held a black costume a, blonde wig, and black mask. They created this as a tribute to Sara's memory but as far as Felicity was concerned it was done being a center piece.
Some parking lot in the glades.
Two shady looking scumbags were walking towards a red car talking when a small round object started emitting a high pitched wail so strong every piece of glass on the car shattered. A black figure shrouded in darkness appeared and kicked the first man unconscious and circled around to the other. On his knees with glass shards dotting his face along with blood he looked to the woman in black and asked around gasps. "Who the hell are you?" "I'm the justice you can't run from." She spat before something metallic struck his head and he was kissing the ground.
Not bad for my first night out. Felicity thought to herself. These idiots had decided to sign on with that lunatic Brick but they still did a little of their own business on the side. She went back to the trunk on the back of the car took the skeleton key from the pouch on her hip and popped the trunk. There it was, a duffle bag full of smack. She activated her ear piece and called captain Lance. "Hello Ms. Smoak." The captaing greeted. "Hey captain. Arsenal just found a car with a trunk full of drugs and two guys lookin to sell 'em." She reported. "Got location for me?" Lance asked. "Behind the hardware store on barren street." She answered and ended the call.
Huh huh what do you think. I know it seems a little unrealistic for Felicity to learn everything that Sara knew in roughly one year, but team arrow has done and faced the impossible a million times so why not? Reviews are always appreciated.