((Story Title from the song: I'm Yours by The Script))
disclaimer: I do not own Arrow, Flash, DC, or any related characters. Merely doing this for my own fun.\
Alright, trying my hand at a lengthier story. I'm trying to go for more of a Lost Girl / True Blood / Supernatural feel in terms of the variety of supernatural characters.
To be honest, I have an idea of where I want this story to go - but that's about it. How I'm gonna get there is a mystery. IF you have any comments/suggestions I'm open to them so long as it doesn't interfere with the overall story I have in mind. :) I already have a basic idea for what character is what kind of supernatural character (hint, there will be: vampires, ghosts, werewolves, succubi, fairies, brownies, kitsunes, and (shocker) some humans thrown into the mix.)
Growing up, Felicity had always been different than her peers. She had always been both smart and shy and these two traits had only increased after her father left her and her mother high and dry when she was seven. Unfortunately for Felicity's social life, neither one of those traits were conducive to making friends.
When she'd managed to skip a couple grades (sixth and then eighth), the separation between herself and others in her class only grew larger. None of the other kids wanted to interact with the girl who was in high school before even hitting puberty. Life got easier as she grew older and learned how to interact with others better. Learned how to tuck away the little part of herself that wasn't appropriate for social interactions (at least if the interactions took place outside of a computer lab.)
There was one part of her, however, that Felicity could never really get rid of. When she'd been in her tenth grade year, a few months after her fourteenth birthday, Felicity had discovered a new-found ability that was straight from a sci-fi novel.
She'd been building her latest computer, the parts scattered across her room, when she'd realized she needed a wire that was all the way across the room on her bookshelf. She remembered being frustrated and wishing the damned cable would just come to her. And then it did.
She'd been too shocked by the cable that had come flying across the room to react to anything. It wasn't until the cable had smacked her across the face that Felicity had come out of her stupor and screamed. Partially because ow that hurt and the other part because what the hell was that? The cable lay in her lap, draped across her thigh as if someone had just dropped it there. And, someone had - only that someone was her. Which, of course, was impossible because this was real life, not a Roald Dahl novel.
It had taken a steady breath and small self-talk ("C'mon Smoak, what's the worse that could happen? Try it one more time - don't be a chicken.") before Felicity was able to convince herself to try and duplicate what had just happened. She'd focused back on the bookshelf, at the row of hardbacks that lined the shelf and focused on Moby Dick (the irony not lost on her). It had taken a bit of concentration and, for a moment, she'd thought it wasn't going to work - that everything had just been the product of too much sci-fi and an overactive imagination; but then, the book had wiggled in it's little spot before shooting across the room at her. This time, she managed to catch it before it smacked her in the face like the cable.
After that, she'd stayed up for hours, practicing making things fly across the room - trying to refine the ability so that she could control how fast, how far, how long. And she found that the more she practiced, the more comfortable she was, the easier it was to control until, into the early hours of the next day it felt like second nature - as easy as breathing and like she'd been doing it for just as long.
That next day, Felicity had been equal parts excited and exhausted and had taken her first sick day off of school.
Feel free to leave a review and let me know what you think! I'm also posting this over onto AO3 under the same title if it's easier to follow it there for any of you. This one is just sort of a prologue and so it's a little shorter than what future chapters will be.
It's a couple chapters ahead of there currently, but I will probably update this twice a week until this one is caught up with it's counter part.
