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So I love Arrow. But I hate Olicity with a burning passion. I prefer basically anyone else with Oliver. Which is why I wanted to make a different story. One where Mia was not the daughter of Felicity. I know the timeline probably doesn't make sense. But this fic is just me letting off some steam. I really don't like how they are going to end the show with Oliver dying so that's also something I fixed. Anyways I hope you enjoy! Please R&R.
Mia stared at the test results in front of her. This couldn't be possible. She had just forgiven her mom. Mom. She couldn't really call Felicity Smoak that anymore. Just like her name could no longer be Mia Smoak. This entire time, she had thought that her mom was redeemable. That she wasn't a villain. But staring at the results in front of her she had to concede that it wasn't true. The woman who raised her was not her mom, Sara Lance was.
She wasn't even sure how that was possible. But here was the proof. After running away from home, Mia had vowed to uncover all the secrets and lies she'd been told. For one, her father did not die in the Crisis of 2019 like Felicity had led her to believe. He was killed by Talia Al Ghoul six years later. It turns out helping someone to escape prison didn't help them forgive their father's murder. Even if Ra's totally had it coming.
The second thing Mia discovered was that her mother, Sara, gave birth to her only a year before Oliver's demise. When she heard of her husband's death, she sought vengeance. She got what she wanted. Talia was found dead a month later. Her neck had been snapped in half and she lay lifeless in a pool of crimson blood.
After that, her mom returned home raising her for a year on board the Waverider with the Legends. Until she too was killed. Her mother died after Damien Darhk (yes he was alive again) raided the time ship. In an effort to protect her daughter, Sara was stabbed through the heart. With no more resurrections.
Darhk was stopped, however, leaving little Mia Queen-Lance with no home and no family. She was returned to 2026 to stay with her godmother. Iris West-Allen. But Iris was raising her own daughter. So when Felicity had offered to adopt Mia as her own, Iris ushered her out the door. Unbeknownst to everyone Oliver and Sara held dear, Felicity had spun a web of lies concocting the story that Mia was the daughter of her and Oliver from their time as a couple in 2018.
Mia had tears streaming down her cheeks. She was lied to her entire life. She didn't even get a chance to know her father or mother how they truly were. She was only fed the deceitful wishes of a selfish woman. Shaking her head she knew she needed to get out. Out of this house. Out of this city. Out of this fantasy world that Felicity made her believe was the reality. Mia desperately wished she could go back in time. Change things. She wanted to live a life with her true parents. A life with her brother and parents. Even if it was a life with vigilantism, she could live with that. Suddenly, Mia knew what to do. Taking out a burner phone, she took a deep breath. She dialed a familiar number and the dial tone rang. She hoped Nora hadn't left yet. This was a chance to fix both of their pasts.
"Hello? This is Nora West-Allen," came an overly cheery voice from the other end of the phone.
"It's Mia. I'm coming with you."
Authors Note: So, what are your thoughts? Please review to let me know if you think I should continue. Or if you have any ideas for a story. I do like the idea of this fic so if I get any interest, I'll probably continue it. Until next time!
Also just to clarify the timeline a little bit…
Mia birth- 2024
Oliver death- 2025
Sara death- 2026
