Joan looked at Felicity then back at him.
"How, i didn't even do anything" Joan said, sounding scared.
"You left your city to come here, you disobeyed your father's orders and ruined your mother memory" He said
"HOW" Joan screamed "TELL ME HOW I DID ANY OF THAT, I'M ONLY 16"
"I know your father trained you in combat, how else would you have taken down on of my men" He said
"What-What are you talking about, I can't even fight" Joan said.
"Prove it" He said, someone untied Joan wrist and threw her toward the guy. She landed at his feet. "Get up" He kicked her in the jaw. Felicity whimpered and looked away. Joan lay on the ground. She can't let him know that she spent years training under the best fighter in history. "I said get up" He grabbed her by the throat and held her up against the wall. An Arrow hit the man. He dropped Joan. She struggled for air. The vigilante stood right there by Felicity.
The two men fought, Joan went and untied Felicity. A man came at them. Joan grabbed his arm and slammed him on the ground. Felicity looked at her. Joan started shaking, trying to play off that she had no clue what she just did. Felicity grabbed her shoulder.
"We need to get out of here" She said, Joan started to cry. "It's okay, some people are capable of doing something they never thought they were able to do when they sense fear." Joan nodded.
The two ran out and went to The Mansion. They sat on a couch. Felicity started to patch up the cut on her lip and help her with her bloody nose from being kicked in the face. Felicity went to grab a blanket for her, but when she got to the couch again she was gone. She search the house until she saw a light on in a room. She knocked.
Joan was in front of a mirror, patching up her rib area. When she heard the knock.
"One second" Joan said, she finished then went to the door. Felicity stood their. "Yeah"
"What are you doing up here" Felicity asked
"When i get scared i always run up to my room and look at a picture of my mother." Joan said, she went into her room and grabbed a picture of her mother. She went back to the door and showed it to Felicity.
"She's beautiful" Felicity asked
"Yeah she was" Joan said, felicity looked at her "She died when I was only 2. My father wasn't the same after that" A tear rolled down her face. Felicity hugged her.
"If you need to talk, you can talk to me" Felicity said, Joan smiled.
"FELICITY" A man yelled. Felicity ran downstairs, Joan walked behind her. She crossed her arms. The man was Oliver. He was in the living room. Felicity walked in and Oliver hugged her. Joan walked in and leaned against the door frame. Oliver looked at her.
"Are you okay" He asked, Joan nodded.
"We were saved" Felicity said, she smiled at Oliver.
"By who" Oliver said
"The vigilante" Joan said, she looked out the window. With her arms still crossed she walked to the window and looked at the night sky. "This City is lucky to have him."
"Well look who started talking" Oliver said, Joan turned around.
"Don't get use to it." Joan said, she walked away. She walked to her room. She closed the door and locked it. She pulled out a suitcase and open it. She smiled, inside the suitcase was a suit. She pulled it out and put it on. She stood in front of the mirror.
She wore a long sleeved midnight blue outfit with blue boots no heel only to the ankle. She had a hood on, when she pulled it back, she wore a blue mask and had a blue wig. She put in contacts so her green eyes were a lighting blue. She smiled. She grabbed a blue bow and left thru the window.
