AN: this is my first fan fic so comments would be helpful for me. Obviously I own none of the characters except for Brooke Roberts. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think so I know whether to continue. Thanks!

CHAPTER ONE-BROOKE ROBERTS

Brooke Roberts was lying down on her bed. Her light brown hair was curled and went just past her shoulders. She was wearing a short red dress and had dazzling blue eyes. Her shoes were on the floor with the rest her wrap. Her parents had sent her to her room without a word to her as soon as they got back from the Luthor Corp fundraiser in London. She was thinking to try and remember doing anything wrong but her mind was blank.

When the door bell rang she ran to her window and looked out to see who it was. A man was entering the house and parked out front was a limo. There was a knock at her door and she saw her mum standing there.

"Come with me," her mother said leading Brooke down the stairs into the living room.

As soon as she entered she saw a man in his late twenties early thirties sitting on the couch. He had no hair and was wearing a suit.

"You must be Brooke," he said with a smile. "I'm Lex Luthor."

Brooke crossed her arms across her chest and glared at him. She knew what this was about now. He was a rich snob who both her parents worked for. He was extremely rich and she had a feeling her parents had asked him to help her with her problem. At least her parents called it a problem. Brooke looked at it as a gift. She liked being different. Unique.

After her mother gave her a glare she reluctantly replied, "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Luthor."

Lex smiled at her and gestured for her to take a seat across from him. She took it without taking her eyes off him.

"Your parents have informed me that you have acquired certain abilities," said Lex getting straight to the point. "I can help you. You are to pack your bags tomorrow morning. I will be coming to pick you up. Your parents have asked me to do everything in my power to help get rid of them."

"What if I don't want to get rid of them?" Brooke asked sharply. "What if I like them?"

"I'm afraid that this decision isn't up to you. You are still under age and your parents are responsible for you. They wish for you do not have these abilities."

"Fine," said Brooke. "If that's all you want to say to me then I think I'll go back to my room."

She stood up and stormed up to her room. Ever since she'd confided this information into her parents they'd been acting differently around her. She got to her room closing the door a little harder then she meant to. Closing her eyes she just stood there for a while. Then it came to her; she needed to get out of here. Not just out of the house. Out of the country. She had no idea how she was going to do it but she knew she couldn't do it sitting up here. She pulled a suitcase out of her wardrobe and began filling it with all of her belongings.

*

It was late and her parents had gone to bed two hours ago. She was positive they'd be asleep by now. Quietly she got up and dragged her suitcase down the stairs and out the door. She went as fast as she could while dragging a heavy suitcase. When she reached the park she stoped for a breather. She got out her phone and called a cab to take her to the airport. Once she was there she quickly booked a seat on the next flight she could get on to Metropolis.

She was walking through the airport in a daze just thinking when she ran into someone. She fell over and looked up to see the person. He had blonde hair and brown eyes. He was extremely well built and was looking down at her concerned.

"Are you all right?" he said holding out his hand to help her up.

She took it and replied, "Yeah I think so. Umm…thanks."

Brooke turned around and was about to walk away when he said, "What are you running from?"

"I'm not running," Brooke said coolly.

"Sure you're not," the man replied with a knowing smile.

"Look you don't even know me. So don't start acting like you understand what I'm going through. Ok? It' none of your business."

"I know what it feels like to have no-one. To feel like no-one cares for you. But you're wrong. There's always someone, somewhere who can help you and will always be there for you."

"Wow," said Brooke. "Are you always this annoying?"

He started to laugh. Then said, "Oliver Queen."

"Nice to meet you Oliver Queen."

With that she turned away from him and continued to walk towards the café. But he stopped her looking expectant. Knowing that he wanted to know her name she said,

"It's none of your business who I am. Just leave me alone."

"Where are you heading to?" asked Oliver.

Brooke turned to look at him and replied, "Metropolis."

"You're kidding? Me too."

"Great," said Brooke. "Which flight?"

"Next one to leave which is in about an hour. How about you?"

"Same."

"At least let me keep you company until we reach Metropolis. Are you with anyone else?"

"No," said Brooke. "I'm by myself."

"Really? You know it's not safe to be out so late."

"I know. I can take care of myself just fine thanks."

With that she continued to her destination knowing that he was right behind her. She didn't mind to much though. She figured she would like the company on the plane and he'd been nothing but nice so far.

"Hot chocolate and a muffin please," Brooke said to the waitress.

"I'll have the same," said Oliver.

In a couple of minutes their drinks and food was brought over and Brooke was about to get out her money when Oliver paid for her as well.

"You know I could have paid for myself."

"I know you could've, but I thought I would."

They were silent for a few minutes while they ate and drank. Overhead they heard an announcement that said, "Flight 208 to Metropolis is now boarding. All passengers make your way to gate 5."

"Well we better get over there," Oliver said smiling.

"Brooke," she said. "My name. It's Brooke."

"Pleasure to meet you Brooke."

They silently made their way to the gate and boarded the plane. Brooke was about to sit down in a vacant chair when Oliver pulled her forward towards first class seats.

"Wait Oliver. I don't have a first class ticket."

"That's OK. I own this company. So now you are a first class passenger. Come on."

"May I see your tickets please," said one of the flight attendants sounding extremely bored.

"Here you go," said Oliver showing the ticket.

"Thank you," she said as she looked up at him for the first time. "You're Oliver Queen!"

"Yes I am. And this charming young lady is Brooke. I assume we can refund her ticket? She is now here as my guest."

"Of course Mr Queen. Anything for you. We'll refund it as soon as we land in Metropolis."

"Thank you."

With that Oliver strode past her and Brooke followed still a little unsure of how she got there. She took the seat next to Oliver and fell asleep almost immediately.

*

She was shaken awake later. It felt like only a few minutes to her but it was actually hours later.

"We're nearly there," said Oliver. "My god you can sleep through anything. It was so noisy in here and you were sleeping like a rock."

Brooke laughed and replied, "I've always been a heavy sleeper."

Once they landed they got off together and Brooke turned to face Oliver. "Listen I just wanted to say thanks for everything. And it was really nice to meet you Oliver."

"You're forgetting something," said Oliver. When she looked at him puzzle he said,

"You're refund. Here."

"I couldn't," said Brooke.

"Well I'm not taking no for an answer."

"Thank you. Since I meet you, you've done nothing but help me. How can I repay you?"

"Well you could start by telling me what you're running from."

"My parents," she said. "They wanted to ship me off to a Luth…umm, a place to help me. But I didn't want to go and they were going to force me, so I ran away."

"Were you going to say Luthor Corp?"

"Yeah. How did you know? Do you work for them?"

"No I don't. in fact Lex Luthor and I hate each other with a fiery passion. But that

doesn't explain why you came to Metropolis. I mean he lives here."

"I know. But I figured I could at least stay with my aunt and cousin here. They

umm…well they'd understand and wouldn't send me off to Luthor Corp to have

experiments done on me."

"Where do they live?" Oliver asked curiously.

"Smallville."

"Well it's late so if you'd like to stay at my place until morning you'd be more than welcomed."

"Thanks. You know I think I'll take you up on that offer."

They collected their luggage and went outside where a limo was waiting. It took only twenty minutes for them to reach Oliver's place.

"Whoa," said Brooke sounding impressed. "You live here!"

"Yep. Come on. I can get you a drink and something to eat."

"Oliver is that you," came a voice from another room.

"Yeah it's me," replied Oliver.

"About time. We were wondering what was taking so long."

"Brooke this is Arthur Curry. Arthur this is Brooke…sorry I don't know your last name."

"It's Roberts. Brooke Roberts."

"So where are you from?" asked Arthur.

"England," said Brooke. "We moved there for business. My parents were transferredthere a few years ago."

"What are you doing here then?"

"I ran away. They wanted to ship me off to one of Luthor Corps labs to do experiments on me. To get rid of my abilities."

"Your abilities? What are they?"

"You're gonna think I'm crazy. I can move objects with my mind and get inside people's heads," said Brooke.

"She'd be a major asset to the team," said Arthur looking at Oliver.

"I agree," said Oliver. "Would you like to join?"

"Join? Team?"

"We're a group of people with our own abilities. Like super heroes. Would you like to join us?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course I want to join!"

"Great. So we'll get you your outfit."

"My outfit?"

"Well you'll need something to wear. And you'll definitely need a mask. Come on.

Let's go shopping."

The three of them walked out and arrived at a house. Oliver knocked on the door which opened almost immediately.

"Mr Queen," said the lady at the door. "How can I help you?"

"Brooke needs to be fitted. Maybe in leather."

"Of course. Come in dear."

She walked inside and followed the lady into one of the rooms where she was immediately put onto a stool and measured. Then a whole variety of leather clothes were brought out for her.

She quickly decided on leather pants and boots. Then found a black long-sleeved shirt and a leather vest.

They left when it was starting to get light and after dropping off everything at Oliver's he got his limo driver to take her to Smallville.

"When you need a lift call this number and my limo driver will be there as soon as he can, ok?"

"Yeah ok. Thanks for everything Oliver. I'll just visit them and I'll come back in Metropolis as soon as I can."

"Ok," said Oliver as she drove away.

Fairly soon afterwards she arrived. She quickly thanked the driver and went to the front door as the limo was driving out the driveway. She knocked and it was answered by a handsome farm boy.

"Brooke. Is that you?"

"Good to see you too Clark."

"Clark who's at the door?" came a voice from inside the house.

"It's my favourite cousin, Brooke."

"Brooke!" said Martha Kent coming to the door and pulling her into a hug. "I wish we'd

known you were coming. I would've set up the room for you."

"Actually, I'm staying in Metropolis. I just wanted to come visit you two."

"Well you're always welcome here."

"I know. Thanks Aunt Martha. Umm…Clark can we talk?"

"Sure," said Clark as he began walking towards the barn. "What's on your mind?"

"Well, lately I've been able to control things with my mind. Well, for the past couple years actually but I don't know how it happened. Though there is a portion of my life where I don't remember anything so I think it happened there sometime. I just don't know how."

"Well you haven't been to Smallville for years so it wasn't from the meteor shower. And it happened way to far away from the first one so it can't be because of that either."

"I don't think it has anything to do with the meteors Clark. I remember I was out with a friend and then it's all a blank. I woke up in the hospital."

"That is strange. Well I honestly don't know what to say. What do your parents think of this?"

"They wanted to ship me off to a mental institution. So they invited Lex Luthor over to help them."

"Lex? Why would your parents do that?"

"I don't know. But I was supposed to get shipped off with him this morning."

"Then why are you here?"

"I ran away," Brooke said bluntly. "I didn't want to go to Luthor corp. and have mad experiments done to me."

"That still doesn't explain how you got from England to America. I mean, your parents wouldn't have paid for you if they were trying to send you away."

"Yeah I know. So I ran away and took the credit card with me. Though I didn't need to. I ran into a guy who was also coming to Metropolis and that's who I'm staying with."

"You're staying with a guy you just meet? Who is he?"

"Oliver Queen."

"Oliver?"

"You know him?"

"Yeah he's going out with Chloe's cousin Lois."

"Oh. Well look, it was great to see you Clark. I should probably be getting back to Metropolis though. I'll see you around."

With that she turned on her heel and left her hair flowing behind her. She called the driver and he was there within twenty minutes. When she arrived at Oliver's there was no one there. At least that's what she thought until she heard the shower running.

"Oliver is that you? Arthur?"

There was no answer so she cautiously she moved towards the door. It was partially opened so she opened it the rest of the way. Standing in the shower was a boy who looked to be about her own age.

"Oh my god," said Brooke. She turned away from him as he faced her

"Didn't you learn to knock?" he asked sounding amused.

"Yeah. It's just when I called out nobody answered."

"Sorry Singnorita. Didn't hear you."

He surveyed her for a moment. She was still looking away from him with a flush on her cheeks. He turned the water off and grabbed a towel tying it around his waist still looking at her and said, "So what's your name?"

"Brooke. You?"

"Bart. What are you doing here?" asked Bart.

"Could ask you the same thing."

"So I see you two have meet," came the voice of Oliver queen from just behind Brooke.

"Yeah," said Bart with a grin. "She's hot and looks so cute when she's embarrassed."

"I wasn't embarrassed," Brooke said hotly.

"Sure you weren't sweetheart. Because you always have red cheeks," said Bart with the hint of a grin around his lips.

"Ha, you're funny. Oliver please tell me he's not staying here too."

"I'm afraid he is. He's been a part of my team for several months now and you two will get along even if it kills you," Oliver said sternly.

"Is she on the team?" Bart asked curiously.

"Yeah. She's gonna be a major asset," said Oliver.

"What's your power, Singnorita?"

"I can control things with my mind," Brooke replied.

"Excellente," said Bart.

"What's with the Spanish?" asked Brooke.

"I was just in Mexico getting a burrito. It was delicious. Do you want one?"

"Yeah, but Mexico is really far away…where did he go?"

"To get you that burrito," said Oliver. "I think he has a crush on you. He always goes to impress. Obviously you struck his fancy somehow and why are we in the bathroom?"

"Well…I umm, kinda came in here when no one answered and he was taking a shower."

"Oh god. Now I've got two hormone driven teenagers. This'll help me," said Oliver exasperatedly.

"Hey," said Brooke. "I am not a hormone driven teen."

"Your burrito gorgeous."

Bart had just got back. It was the first time shed looked at him properly because she was to busy being embarrassed to register his appearance before. Now that she considered him she thought he did look pretty hot himself. She smiled, "Thanks."

"No problemo. We should get to know each other today say lunch and a movie?"

"I'd love to," said Brooke. "Just let me get changed. I've been in these clothes for days and there getting slightly disgusting. Oliver do you have anything I could borrow?"

"Remember last night when we got you fitted?" asked Oliver.

"Yeah," Brooke replied.

"Got you some other clothes while we were there. There in your new room. Bart can take you up there. It's down the corridor three doors to the left," he said to Bart.

"Gotcha chief," said Bart. "Let's go to your new room!"

Brooke followed him down to her room and when the door was open she let out a gasp. It was huge. There was a queen size bed in there already made. She walked over to the wardrobe and once it was open she let out another audible gasp. It was bigger than any wardrobe she'd ever seen in her life.

"I'll leave you alone so you can get changed."

With that he turned around and left her to explore the room. She found a gorgeous summer dress in the wardrobe and decided to wear it. Then found shoes that looked great with it. Smiling at her reflection she brushed her hair and went out of her room to find them.

"Wow, you look amazing Brooke," Bart said bending over and kissing her hand.

"You don't look half bad yourself. I mean, at least you're wearing clothes now," Brooke said with a laugh.

"Behave you two," Oliver said warningly.

"Yeah we will," said Bart seriously. "Loan me some money?"

"Sure," said Oliver getting out his wallet. "But only three hundred. Last time you didn't even come back with change."

"I was hungry," said Bart shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway won't eat that much today 'cause I'm entertaining. Come on!"

With that she was pulled out into the elevator which began to go down. It was honestly the happiest she could remember feeling in a good while. She could barely remember what had happened for the last week. It all seemed to be a blur. The things she could remember clearly was going to the Luthor fundraiser in London, meeting Lex Luthor at her house, running away, meeting Oliver, coming to Metropolis and everything after that. It was amazing how little she could remember before then.

"Hey how 'bout a pizza?" said Bart.

"What?" said Brooke sounding slightly confused.

"For lunch," said Bart trying to be patient. "Do you want pizza?"

"Oh. Umm, yeah ok. Sorry I'm a little out of it I guess."

"No problem. We'll just take it easy then. Try not to over exert you."

After lunch they went to the garden and sat around talking and getting to know each other. An hour or two later they headed back to Oliver's laughing at each other. They were both soaking wet. Bart had thought it would be funny to push her into the lake they were walking around but he didn't think she'd pull him down with her. So when they got up to Oliver's they got yelled at which is what both of them were excepting anyway.

"What the hell do you two think you were doing?" yelled Oliver. "You could've gotten sick and then you'd be no use to me at all!"

"Why's he yelling?" came a voice from up the stairs.

"We kinda fell into the lake," said Bart.

"Kinda fell?" said Brooke. "He pushed me in!"

"Ok that may have some slight truth in it. I may have accidentally pushed her in and then she grabbed me and pulled me in after her."

"Dude you're in so much trouble," said the guy smiling.

"Shut up Victor."

"I don't think we've met. I'm Victor Stone."

"Brooke Roberts."

"Nice to meet you Brooke and welcome to the team."

How's that for a first chapter? Leave me some comments please so I know what you think of it!