Oliver Queen's blue eyes trailed over the beautiful waters of the endless blue sea as his longtime crime-fighting partner and friend Felicity Smoak accompanied him. Where once a homage statue of the late Laurel Lance a.k.a the Black Canary stood, now stood construction workers removing the pieces of the statue that had been "mysteriously found wrecked" the past night.

"This…this is not what Laurel deserves," Felicity broke the silence, "we should build a new one..."

Oliver could hear the tone of grief and disappointment in Felicity's voice and, to be honest, he had to agree with her. To an extent.

"I think we can do better," Felicity raised an eyebrow trying to figure out what Oliver was referring to when her train of thought was interrupted when Oliver spoke up again, "you know, before Laurel died she told me to keep the Black Canary legacy continued, to find a new person to continue the legacy of her and her sister," Oliver's mind began flooding with memories of the great things that the two Lance sisters had done to serve and protect Star City.

"You're gonna train a new Black Canary?" Felicity inquired.

"I think somewhere out there, there is a woman worthy of Laurel's legacy," Oliver answered as his nostalgia was still plaguing his mind and he had to make the effort of pushing the memories away before he spoke up again to Felicity with a reassuring tone. "All we've gotta do is find her."

Little did Oliver know that the woman he'd happen find would be a little more to him than just a new Black Canary...

Hub City

Two big brute men were playing pool at a bar in the late night. A black haired waitress, doing her job, approached them asking if they wanted anything.

"You two want anything?" The waitress asked.

"I think what we want is not in the menu." One of the men responded with a dirty tone in his voice as he made a rough move towards the now disgusted and scared waitress. Slightly panicking, the waitress tried turning around to get away only to find the other man blocking her path.

As they began harassing the defenseless waitress they heard a voice coming from the table behind one of them.

"You two couldn't be any more cliché now could you?" The voice turned out to be a woman with beautiful long but slightly curly dark brown hair and dark brown eyes that made part of a face that any man could probably fall in love with. However, she had a strong personality and will, and these men were going to get the worst of it.

"So you tryna get some too?" One of the men asked as he turned around.

"Don't worry sweetheart there's plenty of meat to go around." The other man said as he made his way towards the woman.

"Funny, I thought people like you two only existed in books and movies," The woman said with a scary tone to her voice. "You know, two guys trying to compensate for their lack of manhood by taking it out on a defenseless woman."

"Blah, blah, blah, what are you even gonna do about it, sweetie?" The man mocked as he got right next to the woman, attempting to harass her.

She couldn't help but form a slight smirk in her face before turning around and sonic screaming them through the window and out of the bar.

"That, I'm gonna do that." The brunette once again smirked and walked away from the scene.

"Nope," Oliver said handing Rene back the curriculum he'd been handed.

"What do you mean nope?" Rene asked, clearly annoyed. "Did you even read the resume?"

"Yeah," Oliver swiftly responded.

"So then you know that she's flown six hundred missions over Irak, that she has launched a program for inner city kids to get into flight school as a way out of poverty, plus she's got skills in Krav Maga and a third-degree black belt!" Dene ranted.

"If 'Top-Gun' here is a maybe then how the hell did I get on the team?" Curtis asked joining the conversation before his eyes darted to Oliver. "Don't answer that."

Felicity now joined in suggesting Oliver three candidates to potentially be the new canaries. The first two were quickly shut down, much similar to the third one whose resume wasn't even real, it was just made up for Felicity to prove a point.

"Wait, that third one isn't real Karate won't be an Olympic sport until 2020, she couldn't have participated in the Olympics for Karate." Curtis figured out.

"Well my point still stands Oliver," Felicity said looking towards her former lover.

"Which is?" Oliver and Rene asked simultaneously

"That no matter how amazing they are, no one's gonna be good enough for you," Felicity said before continuing. "Because you keep comparing them to Laurel which is an impossible standard you might want to consider loosening up a bit." Felicity finished using her signature fast-talking "ability".

"We just need to keep looking, to think outside the box," Oliver said in his signature calm and thorough voice.

Suddenly, Curtis had a breakthrough that would change everybody in that room and Star City in general lives forever.

"Well, how far outside the box are we talking?" He rhetorically asked before continuing. "Are we talking way outside the box like urban legends outside? Because if we are, I think I might have something."

Everyone eyed Curtis curiously as he turned around towards one of the several monitors in the arrow lair with the others following behind him.

"I'm talking about...her" Curtis said as he pulled up a picture on the monitor of a brunette woman whose hair was covering most of her face as she right hooked what appeared to be some street thugs.

"Who's her?" Oliver asked as he examined the image.

"Well, I don't have any idea what her name is," Curtis said to everyone's dismay. "But what I do know, thanks to the chatrooms I visited, is that she's a kickass woman who appears out of absolutely nowhere and saves crime victims."

"In Star City?" Felicity asked Curtis, she couldn't help but feel jealous of Curtis because Oliver had shown interest in his anonymous candidate instead of her deeply researched ones.

"All over the U.S actually," Curtis responded moving over so that Felicity could find a way to track this mysterious woman down. "But get this, she even has a cry… much like a canary cry" Curtis finished.

'Bashert' Oliver remembered the word his friend and former partner Rory had taught him before his departure from Team Arrow. The word meant fate or destiny. "She's a meta with the same powers as Earth 2 Laurel." He connected the two obvious dots.

"You'd happen to be right Oliver," Felicity said. "According to the A.R.G.U.S database I just hacked, sighting started three years ago in Central City."

"Which is right when S.T.A.R Labs exploded," Rene said stating the obvious.

A.N: (I still love you, Rene)

"She even has a black leather jacket and everything, the only thing that's missing is the blond hair and you can easily fix that with a wig," Curtis added.

Suddenly, Oliver's phone had vibrated, it was a text from Adrian Chase telling him to meet him at Iron Heights to deal with the whole John fiasco.

Before leaving he instructed his team to call him whenever they've got something on this new Canary candidate.