A/N: I know, I know, I have A LOT of stories going on, but I couldn't help but try my hand on this one. It's going to be a challenge for not only me, but for most of the fans out there, because these characters are going to be WAY out of my comfort zone. Now, I'm going to be using a few comic characters we haven't seen before on television or movies, and the main character I'm going to change completely. I never thought to have used her but it sort of just came out like that. So all I ask is please bear with me. The title is of the same song by The OverUnder.
Through the Wall
Chapter 1
The man grunted in pain, his head whipping hard to the side. He had never known hair can be considered as a weapon. Let alone feel razor sharp enough to draw blood–he could feel the warm liquid dripping down his cheek. He turned back to the person with his fist held high when he was tripped backwards on to his back, his breath exhaling sharply from the force. He went to get back up when he felt two sharp, and cold, items on either side of his neck. Opening his eyes slowly he saw some brown hair falling around a woman's face with a black mask covering the area of her eyes with gold designs and a dark red trimming, the dark coloring bringing out her dark green eyes.
"I just want what you stole the day before." she moved the weapons closer to his neck, feeling blood flowing on either side when he didn't answer right away. "I'm not here to kill you, but if you won't give it to me, I will."
The man whimpered but slowly pushed one of his hands into his inside pocket and brought out a keycard. "It's at the Starling hotel, room 1350, in the safe. The combination is in the drawer beneath it."
"Thank you for your cooperation." she told the man, taking the key.
The woman moved back when she heard a whistling sound, both the woman and the man seeing a green arrow sticking from the floor. If the woman hadn't moved it would have nicked off her mask–which she knew the man was trying to do to find out her identity. The woman and thief both looked in the direction the arrow came from, seeing a hooded figure in green on the fire escape, the full moon giving them enough light to see him but it wasn't enough to see who it was beneath the hood. Not that they needed to see his face as no one was never been able to do so in the last three years.
"Who the hell do you think you are to try and kill someone in my city." the low and ominous voice that was obviously distorted growled at them.
It wasn't so much of a question but a statement. The woman merely raised an eyebrow and stared back at the glare she can visibly see. She's heard of the green-hooded vigilante, now known as the Green Arrow, who went around killing people that were destroying the city–or simply just being bad guys. His reputation went far and wide pass the city limits of Starling City and many more people who thought they were doing good in the world started popping up, making a mark. However, in her case she was forced to be the bad guy rather than the good guy…just like her good friend, Sandra, whom she trained for a couple of years before she left the camp they both stayed.
"I'm not here to kill him, only to retrieve back information he stole from a client." she told him truthfully, not wanting to be on this guy's list…ever.
The man narrowed his eyes, wondering if she was telling the truth, giving the woman the great opportunity to run–but not before knocking the guy on the floor out cold. She heard the hood yelling for her to stop but she didn't, pushing her legs to go faster. Another hooded figure–this time in the color of red, not green–appeared before her, but the woman was able to jump on the side of the wall and do a front flip. She crouched when she landed and swept her foot around to bring the new hooded figure down before sprinting off once again, sheathing her dual elbow blades below the red sash in the back. The two hooded figures watched as she turned the corner and ran after her. However they stopped when they realized that the street was empty.
The two hooded figures looked up and down the street, even going as far as walking to the middle of the road, frowning at the realization that the woman has disappeared. It was unheard of someone disappearing as well as they do–not even the green hooded figure's ex-girlfriend was able to disappear as well. Granted he was able to, but this took the cake. Who in the hell was this woman and why was she in Starling City?
"Felicity talk to me! Where the hell did she go?" Green Arrow asked after pressing his finger to his ear.
"She disappeared into thin air." Felicity whispered with much disbelief. "Literally she disappeared into thin air! No tricks to the camera, no hacking, nothing! She was just…gone!"
Green Arrow growled, glaring at the red hooded man. "We're on our way."
The man behind the chair of his large desk raised an eyebrow as the doors to his office slammed open, a couple of his men flying to the floor–unconscious. The woman walking towards him with no emotion should have frightened him, but Darius Lacerta was not alarmed as he was able to control the woman for his bidding. He leered at her outfit, never getting tired of how she dressed. The black kimono was untraditional that cut about mid-thigh with gold trimmings and a red sash wound tightly around her waist, the colors matching her mask. The long sleeves started just below her elbows, giving her plenty of room to move around. Black knee high flat boots were very simple with buckles up and down the only decorating it and making her legs look longer. The small amount of skin shown between her knees and mid-thigh was enough to give any man a wild imagination. She stopped before him and slapped a folder down on his desk.
"As always you deliver, Cheshire." he grinned, taking the folder, "And of the thief?"
"Left him free, the Green Arrow stopped by." she solely told the truth, keeping out she was going to let him live either way.
"That pain in the ass, he better not mess up my plans. I worked too hard under his radar to be stopped now!" Darius muttered, locking up the file in the safe behind him. "The money has been transferred to the account."
With a nod the woman turned and strictly walked out. Darius grinned, leaning back against his chair. He takes his time in taking out one of his cigars form his front pocket and cut off the end before placing it in his mouth and lighting it. Yes, if it wasn't for the leverage he has on her, Cherish would have killed him long ago. It was by pure luck that he came across the information on her, and in good time before she had a chance to kill him like his late associate wanted. Now it was he who was six feet under.
Darius suddenly snarled as he blew out a cloud of smoke.
He just hoped that with her encounter with the green-hooded vigilante–he didn't care for his new name–will be the last and nothing will come out of it. It's only been three years since he's come to Starling City and his plans to take over was coming to a close in another six months. Ever since the fall of Malcolm Merlyn a year ago the city has been slowly going to right with only minimal crimes thanks to the green-hooded vigilante and his red-hooded partner. But there are more men coming to take claim of the city, and the vigilante and his friends weren't going to stop them, no matter how hard they try!
Darius blew some more clouds of smoke. Yes, no matter how hard they try the criminals will be taking over once again.
The group stood around Felicity–an IT girl from Queen Cooperation as well as for the Green Arrow–and the monitor, not able to believe what they were seeing. The mysterious woman ran around the corner and into the middle of the deserted street before disappearing in a puff of white smoke. The younger man in red gasped at what he saw, his eyes wide with surprise and his mouth dropped open. The blonde woman had already told them that there was no tampering with the video, that it wasn't a trick in the eye either, and the mysterious woman never threw down any type of smoke bomb.
"But how is that possible?" the man in red questioned confused. "No one can just disappear in smoke like that!"
"You think I don't know that, Roy?" Felicity told him with a scold.
"What should we do?" Roy asked the man in the green leather.
Oliver Queen, billionaire playboy, quickly paced the basement floor of his night club, Verdant, which was located in the Glades in his father's old factory, Queen Industrial Inc. Over the last two years he's been running around all over Starling City at night trying to bring the city back to its rightful glory–as well as right the wrongs of the Queen family. His father, who had died on a yacht accident, had given him a book full of names that had a hand in destroying the city. Then stranded on an island for five years he's learned many lessons, and reasons, for life and revenge.
Despite his acts of the dutiful playboy persona only his close friends and family can see the lies beneath the smiles. Still he hasn't opened up on his life on the island, they only know of the scars and whatever horror their minds come up with. Felicity, Tommy Merlyn, Roy, and John Diggle (his bodyguard during the day, as well as doubled as the Arrow when needed) were the only ones who knew the truth about his night life and agenda. Oliver stopped pacing and looked over their heads to the monitor with a look that said he was trying to see into her soul through the monitor.
"Felicity try to find out who the hell she is and where she came from. And run the name Dyrell Charge–find some kind of connection!"
He moved away to change and make his nightly appearance on his club, now run–thankfully again–by Tommy. The two had an outing nearly a year ago because of his ex-girlfriend, Laurel, and yes he did sleep with her, but in the end he realized his feelings were not for her now but for the past her. He tried so hard to retrieve what he had in the past–who he was in the past–but after fighting Malcolm he realized that reliving the past he couldn't do anymore because of what he's become and who he is. Plus the naive playboy billionaire had grown up on that damn island and helped opened his eyes.
"And find out who she's working for," Oliver said as an afterthought, looking over his shoulder. "There's no way she's working alone if she went after some petty criminal who stole something huge."
"Oliver," Diggle started.
"No!" Oliver stopped near a door, looking towards them, "I want to know who the hell this woman is! If she can disappear like magic imagine the damage she can do within this city!"
The three friends watched as Oliver walked away to change, knowing he was right. The only thing is how the hell can magic exist? And how was this woman able to pull it off? And the biggest challenge would before Felicity in trying to find out who exactly the woman was.
Faye Hunter smiled at her seven year old daughter as she rushed to wash her dishes, not wanting to be late for her first day in second grade. Shaking her head she brushed her hair up into a high ponytail, walking behind her daughter as she finished the last of her dishes. Right away she moved past Faye and down the hall, telling her she needed to pick another outfit because she got her shirt wet. Chuckling the twenty-six year old started to put away the items used for breakfast, knowing she still had time to take her daughter to school and herself to work.
Working as Walter Steele's sectary required a lot of work time and punctual, but the man was kind enough to overlook all that because of her daughter. Granted Faye still got her work done on time, and quickly, but otherwise she would bring it home and work from her laptop on the days she worked at an up and coming florist shop that she was a silent partner in the Glades. She worked nearly twelve hour shifts there, her daughter playing in the backyard with Lori's, her partner, four children all raging from seven to sixteen as they live above the shop.
Needing to get ready herself Faye took a quick look around the kitchen before walking down the hall to her own bedroom. She can hear her daughter talking to her stuff animals, asking them what she should wear now that she had gotten her shirt wet. Chuckling Faye quickly put on her grey pencil skirt and white button down shirt, forgoing the jacket as it was a hot day. Thankful for the minimal makeup she put on Faye put on her black stiletto heels and walked down the hall, calling for her daughter as it was time to go.
"Arabella, unless you want to be late, it's time to go."
Faye had grabbed her daughter's lunch, her purse, and her messenger bag holding her laptop just as her daughter came running towards her, a princess backpack bouncing behind her. Smiling she took hold of her daughter's hand and locked the door behind her. She and her daughter lived on the sixth floor of an apartment building that was not too far away from the Glades and where the earthquake had destroyed the east side, but was far away from the glamour's of the rich. From what many had told her all of the east side had collapsed, crumbling to the unused underground subway.
Over the year many has helped rebuild that part of the city, and it was almost complete just the sections of the underground subway that was taking a long time to make it safe once again. Faye was brought out of her thoughts when she stopped at the gate of Starling Elementary, watching her daughter with pride when she walked bravely towards the large building, immediately conversing with a girl to her right. Smiling Faye turned her thoughts to her past. She was a shy girl, in and out of the foster care system, keeping to herself and her head down, never getting into trouble. If she could help it, that is.
It always seemed like trouble always found her, but whenever it happened Faye seemed to always black out on the whole situation. It wasn't until she was in her teens that she found herself in a training camp in the northern/western hemisphere where she met a woman by the name of Sandra Wu-San (also known as Lady Shiva), whom saved her from the police finding Faye when she ran away from her last foster home. Having been an assassin for so long she taught the younger woman everything she knew about martial arts and fighting with weapons. However when she left the team leader of camp–which Faye later found out was named the League of Shadows–whom goes by the name Sensei continued her training until she blacked out and found herself in the city of Gotham.
There she met Arabella's father, who abandon her when he found out she was pregnant, and lived there, working at the front desk at Wayne Enterprises up until three years ago when she moved to Metropolis. The woman was brought out of her past as she entered the Queen Consolidated, Larry the security guard greeting her. Faye greeted back, asking about his wife as she swiped her ID card in the machine to let her through to the elevators. However instead of going to the top floor Faye stopped on the twentieth floor to visit the IT department. She smiled to some of the men techs that stopped to gape at her, wondering who she was.
Shaking her head slightly Faye came to one door and knocked tentatively, stepping in the open doorway. She smiled to the woman sitting on the chair behind the desk as a dark skinned man stood to the side and the famous Oliver Queen behind the desk, leaning over the woman, his hand on the chair and desk. It seemed as though he was trying to get his way with the woman into doing something that she might be not wanting to do. Faye mentally shook her head, scolding herself, it wasn't her business what the heir of Queen Consolidated wanted done.
"Sorry, I don't mean to interrupt but I just came to drop off my laptop. Mr. Steele said you were the best at fixing electronic problems, Ms. Smoak." Faye quickly said, feeling nervous about being in front of a Queen.
Felicity blinked up at her before Oliver pushed at her shoulder, making her shake her head. "Yes, sorry. Uh, what's the problem?"
Faye smiled and walked in further, bringing her messenger bag in front of her and opening the back pocket. "I was doing some work from home last night and I got the feeling that someone hacked into it. I quickly logged off and closed it, I was too afraid to open it again."
Felicity frowned, taking the laptop from her. "What makes you think someone hacked into your laptop?"
Faye sighed, knowing this was coming. "The screen flickered, like if there's a storm coming and the TV flickers slightly? It was something like that."
"Okay, I'll do what I can. Do you need it back at a specific time?" Felicity asked with a nod, looking up at the woman.
"The end of the day would be great, but I can also wait until Monday. I'm ahead in what Mr. Steele needs me to do." Faye shrugs, smiling shyly.
Felicity smiles back, nodding. "I'll see what I can do."
"Thank you, if you have any questions my extension is 5024. And if you're this super great IT I'm sure you won't need my passwords to get in."
Felicity flushes but smirks in return. With a nod, and a smirk of her own, Faye nods to the other two men before walking out quickly. She heard Oliver quickly talking to Felicity but she ignored it and just quickly made her way to the elevators, needing to get to her desk before Walter got there first…not that he would care if she was there before him or not.
A/N: All right, please review and let me know what you guys think! And just so you know, I'm a BIG fan of Olicity! So I will be trying my hand on that, just not yet. :)