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So like I said in the Summary I have never Written an Arrow story.
I apologize for the crappy formatting. Never been very good at that before.
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As children we long for our parents. Whenever we fall down as scratch our knees up, or when one of the kids at school picks on you. You come home tears in your eyes, wanting a hug from your mum or dad. The warmth wrapping around you, feeling content with your life.

But of course not everyone can understand that feeling. No parents to come home to. They wouldn't understand that moment when you argue with your mum or dad, and stomp angrily down the hall to your room to slam the door. And when you feel that you really messed up that time they call you for dinner, and time resets. But some wouldn't understand. They wouldn't understand. SHE wouldn't understand.

15 year old Maya didn't understand. She didn't have the sometimes overbearing parents to worry about invading her privacy. Her parents weren't dead, at least to her knowledge. They didn't give her up for adoption. Or simply abandon her. Maya was taken. Taken from her mum. Barely even a day old.

Life sucked. The men who took her treated her like she was forced upon them. She was to call them "Sir". Nothing else.

She wasn't allowed to say anything else. Only if she was incredibly daring would she become snarky, but that was dooming her for a night out side. Time seemed to stand still in the cold. What was hours seemed like days, and dragged on and on. And just when she thought it was the end the door would open and allow her to numbly climb to her feet, and stumble into the 'house', hair and clothes sopping wet from the harsh rain.

Maya knew better than to try and run away. She did at one point. As expected a 10 year old could only get so far before collapsing, exhaustion finally getting back to her. Sir would find her and drag her back for a night of hell. Beating after beating. No food for days after.

They taught her to fight. Always enjoying the deals they made. If she were able to knock out one of the men, then she was free. She was allowed to leave, no strings attached. She never made it. She would wake up the next day, body in pain. Bruised, abused skin. Bones broken. She was broken.

The next time the fight came around was different. She just stood there. Taking the beating, the men didn't care that she wasn't fighting back. They enjoyed the motions of it. Knocking her to the ground, kicking her until she was black and blue. Screaming, yelling, praying. Until the world went dark. And it was all over.

Not Yet.

Everything was white. White and warm. People always describe waking up, not remembering the day before, until it all came flooding back. Not Maya. The men in black, storming her 'House' yelling and screaming. She was saved. Finally. A window to the side overlooked a city. Beautiful. City lights twinkling in the night, Cars zooming around on the streets in a flash.

She began to zone in and out sleep. Slowly but surely the sun rose and the city looked just as magnificent in the early morning light as it did with the blanket of darkness lain over it.

It was quiet, just until a nurse peaked into the room. Mayas eyes went straight to the sheets of her bed. Fumbling between her fingers, not too hindered by the purple cast fastened on her arm.

"Oh ms. Queen! You're awake."

Confusion to the name didn't show up on her face until the brunette in the blue scrubs bounced out of the room to inform the others.

Several nurses came into the room, each asking questions.

All of which Maya did not answer as she stared at the whites of her bed.

Peace came and went within 5 minutes as the nurses left and A police man and a doctor came in, talking in hushed tones.

"She won't acknowledge any of us. When she was still under we checked her hearing, but we aren't able to confirm any loss with out her help."

A couple of whispers passed between them before they started walking over to the hospital bed. Maya immediately found her cast interesting as she began picking at the fabric underneath.

"Officer Lance." The man stuck his hand out, but withdrew it soon after.

"Maya. Please." Doctor Pierce said "Can you hear us? You don't have to say anything, just nod."

The 15 year old stilled before giving a sharp nod, to the pleased Doctor.

"Great." He said pulling a piece of paper out of his binder.

"When you were brought in you had 3 broken ribs. A fractured Ulna and radius and a severe Concussion." He dropped the paper onto the bed.

"We noticed that you don't have a birth certificate, so we did a blood search. It came back with a match. 15 years ago a blonde haired blue eyed baby was born to Moira and Robert Queen. Not a day later she was gone, we searched everywhere for her, but she wasn't found. That baby was you. Your name is Maya Elizabeth Queen."

The girl, now known as Maya Queen looked at in surprise before dropping her gaze. She had heard all about Moira and Robert Queen.

Millionaires, owners of queens Consolidated.

Their son Oliver returned 2 years ago after missing for 5 years.

Daughter, Thea, Often getting in trouble with the law, only for the charges to drop the next day.

The doctor left, announcing that Officer Lance was going to ask the young girl a couple of questions.

"The evidence is pretty undeniable, but we have to ask you a few standard questions." He held a picture out for her to see.

"Are these the men that took you?"

The picture was of 3 middle aged men,all smiling at the camera, darkness in their eyes.

Maya only let her eyes brush over the picture before turning away. Beeping from the small heart monitor getting faster.

"Okay that's a yes." Another question, "And they are the ones that did this to you. Correct?" Another nod before Officer Lance grabbed his things and left.

Maya slept for a couple more hours before a knock on her door woke her up.

"Maya honey?" An older woman, quite possibly around the age of 50 stepped into the room, hand nervously clutching the strap of her purse.

The woman, a blonde brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle a gasp.

"I'm your mom." She told her quietly, as if still in shock. It surely wasn't every day your daughter, who was kidnapped the day after her birth, showed up 15 years later. Much more improbable than your son , who survived a boat crash and 5 years on an island, coming back home.

Moira Queen was lucky.

She had all of her kids back together.

Sure, Oliver wasn't the same as he was before, and she didn't know how Maya acted, but she knew for sure she will find out, and protect all of her children at all costs.

It was amazing how much the 15 year old looked like Moira. Blonde hair, green eyes, elegant face shape, So much like Oliver.

"I" Moira spoke, voice cracking, "I thought I was never going to see you again."

Maya only ever stared at her. No body ever talked to her, and since being in the hospital she has had a whole new experience.

"You were just this tiny." She gestured with her hands. "Your brother, Ollie, Was very unhappy. He wanted a little brother. Thea was only 3, but she was the happiest child ever. I think she just wanted to dress you up."

When it was clear that Maya wasn't going to do anything she sat down beside the bed and began talking about anything that came to mind.

Oliver's birthday parties.

Oliver and Tommy.

The first time Thea drove a car.

Oliver and Thea's first visit to the Zoo.

She talked about Robert, her father apparently.

The good and bad about the siblings.

Finally the day started dwindling down and Dr. Pierce walked into the room.

"Mrs. Queen." He said, looking at his clipboard in hand.

"As far as I am aware of you have a personal Doctor that can check on Maya here correct?" He didn't wait for an answer and continued talking, "Maya's vitals seem stable enough to allow her to go home."

Moira signed the paperwork to get the 15 year old out of the hospital.

"Make sure that she comes back in 6-8 weeks to get the cast taken off. Take it easy for a few weeks, you have a mild concussion. Dizzy spells are normal at least for a few days. Remember to wrap your abdomen to prevent your ribs from being healed wrong. And don't forget to put the balm on the bruises to help accelerate the healing. " He nodded at the small container that Moira had just put in her purse.

"I brought some of Thea's clothes for you to change into. I hope that they will fit." She pulled out the grey sweat pants and large purple shirt that she had haphazardly thrown into her (Overly large) purse the minute she heard that Maya was alive and had woken up in the hospital."I'll let you get changed." She left the room and stood in the hall for few minutes (Finding a good time to call their driver)until the 15 year old came out.

Not that she hadn't seen it before, but the girl was small Not exactly in height.

The large shirt and the pants that probably would have been just right for Thea completely dwarfed her. The Sweats, which looked like they had been unsuccessfully folded up, were bundled up at the feet. The drawstrings were pulled tightly, and still kept on sliding down her hips. The shirt, which was purposely large, fell off her shoulders, showing the gaunt indention of her collar bones and neck.

Choosing to not mention any of the bruises and cuts on her arm and neck, she led the girl out with a hand on the small of her back, ignoring the flinch the girl gave at the contact.

As the two left the hospital the became ambushed by men and women with cameras and microphones yelling questions at them.

The car pulled up to the house (Or Castle, as Maya would call it) after an uneventful car ride with the still shaken up Maya.

"I know this is a lot for one day, but don't worry. Soon you can relax. " The driver escorted them up to the front door, allowing Moira to unlock the door and let them in.

The day was already filled with wonder and worry, starting from when she first woke up, to being driven to the castle, Moira reassuring the girls fear. The last thing that she needed was already there.

Standing in front of the door stood Oliver and Thea Queen, the latter who looked to have been pacing prior to their arrival.

Maya felt the two's eyes on her as she walked in further, not making any eye contact.

"Mom," Oliver stepped forward to hug his mother. "How did it go?"

Moira smiled at her sons curiousness, "Everything went fine. Maya's home, and that's all that matters"

At her name, the girl looked up and locked eyes with Oliver.

He gave her a reassuring smile, which said "Everything will be fine."

Thea, on the other hand watched Maya. "You really do look like mom and Ollie."

The silence became awkward, until Moira cleared her throat. "Oliver. Can you show Maya to her room?"

The older man looked at Maya then at Moira. With out a word he started walking, The 15 year old trailing behind.

"I know you may be a little scared or nervous, but give it a little time and you'll get used to it."

Oliver led her up the stairs in the grand entrance, overlooking the beautiful door way.

"Your room's next to mine, across from Thea's. Mom's room is down the hall." Maya followed his finger to the last door at the end of the hallway.

He left her at the doorway to her new room, walking away with his phone to his ear.

"Yeah Felicity?" Was the last thing she heard as he shut the door to his own room.

The 15 year old turned around and walked into her room. She took tentative steps as she stared wide eyed at the size and beauty of the place. Furniture laid around the room, strategically placed to make the room feel open.

A large queen bed pressed against the back wall, placed behind a desk with two computer monitors on it. The room was decorated in muted colors, brown, tan, and peach casually tossed around the room.

She licked her lips, unable to express her emotions, even with her own thoughts. She walked closer to the bed, fingers brushing over presumably, Egyptian-Cotton.

Her heart beat fast as footsteps walked up behind her. Reminding herself that it was probably one of her new family members, she turned around, ready to run if needed.

"Mom told me that you have no clothes." Thea, her sister, said. "But she didn't think it would be a very good idea if we took you shopping. At least not right after you got home." She rambled, "Anyways, do you know your sizes?"

Maya shot her a confused look and shook her head. "Oh, I'm going to get you some clothes. What kind of style do you like?"

For the next 30 minutes Thea and Maya sat on the bed, Maya pointing out clothes that she liked, feeling bad about using the family's money on her.

So far Thea deducted that her style was a dark, Rocker look, Looking at Leather jackets and leather boots more than Heels, and Dresses.

In almost no time the maid, Raissa, knocked on the door, informing the two that it was time for dinner.

Dinner was a quiet affair, at least for Maya. 3 of the 4, having been introduced to Walter Steel, tried to get the young girl to talk.

Oliver just sent her calming looks to which she appreciated.

"You don't have to talk." He told her after dinner "Just do what you feel comfortable doing." And with that, he ran out the double doors to meet up with his Body Guard, who the girl had not been introduced to yet.

That night, in the much to comfy bed, Maya laid, thinking about the Plot Twist her life had taken.

From Kidnapped as a baby and abused to Finding out that she was a member of an incredibly rich family.

Crazy.

She had thought it was done.

Her Life, but It's not over yet.

It's just beginning.


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Hope you enjoyed reading it.
I don't know if anyone actually reads the notes... But I have no clue if i formatted this correctly.

I have no idea if anyone will be interested in this, so please let me know in the Reviews!
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If you do like this I could use a beta. Someone to change some things. I'm pretty good at English, so Simple changes. My Space Bar doesn't work that well(It spaces out on me... lol hahahaha ANYWAYS...) so sometimes i have sentence like 'He nodded his head to the beat.' and sometimes i have sentences like 'Hejumped up fromhis chair.'.
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