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Four

Kicking the door of the bar open in front of me, I stormed inside out of the rain and took on of the only empty stools at the bar. "Vodka, leave the bottle," I told the bar keeper. The old guy behind the counter snorted. He knew my ID was fake but due to the underground poker games and the various criminal activities going down here-he didn't care.

He dumped a bottle and a glass down in front of me before walking off to pour someone else's drink. Poor old guy could see I was furious about something he wanted nothing to do with.

And by gosh I was fucking furious. I was furious that Joe was letting Harrison Wells take Barry. After what STAR Labs had done to me-and who know what else to hundreds others-now he was being the good guy by pretending to care about my brother. I shouldn't have told Joe that he wasn't our father and had no right to make any decisions about us. I'll apologise next time I see him.

But what really had me mad was being pulled aside by Wells and asked to come around the labs in the morning so he could give me a full physical! As if I would let that Frankenstein touch me!

When I downed my first shot of vodka, the sound of scuffling alerted me to the fact that there was a fight breaking out behind me. I moved off the stool just in time for some big, black guy to hit the counter where I had been sitting. I ducked down as he pulled himself up and took a swing at the guy next to me.

"Son of a bitch!" I snapped. I grabbed the vodka bottle and hit him over the head with it. "You never go to punch a lady! Your mother should have taught you manners!"

I was grabbed from behind and thrown to the floor. I skidded across the alcohol and peanut encrusted floor and came to a stop near the pool table. Picking myself up, I realised that I was now officially smack bang in the middle of a bar fight with no one to have my back. Ah well-at least I was good with a stick. I picked up the pool cue and twirled it around my hand before using it on a guy that had a knife in his hand.

The knife hit the floor and I kicked it away.

"I think you and I best be getting out of here," a voice muttered in my ear before I was yanked away. I yelped as a gunshot echoed through the bar but where the bullet went-I was no longer there. In actual fact, I was outside. "That was close!" I gasped. I wriggled free of my Knight's arms and turned to face him. "I didn't need your help!" I snapped.

He held his arms up with a cocky smirk on his face. "Looked like it to me, princess. But if you want to stay, by all means, stay and you can look after yourself." He nodded behind me to the open bar and stood aside, showing me the car behind him.

Call me a chicken but I'm taking the car.

Yes the one rule Joe always installed into us kids was ever get into a stranger's car but this guy was hot. Besides, I could handle my own now thanks to the particle accelerator. Silver lining I guess. I shrugged and got into the car. Two blocks away, I finally got the guts to speak. "You got a name or do I just call you my Knight? Not that I need one."

"Leonard Snart," he answered. "You got a name or can I keep calling you princess?"

"Charlie Allen," I replied. "You can drop me off downtown, I'll walk home from there." I glanced sideways at him. "Look, I know what that place is, I go there cause my dad thinks I won't. My presence in that bar is rebellious at best-I have no business there but I've seen you there before and I know you do. Don't pretend to be a chivalrous guy when we both know you're not."

"My place is closer," he told me. "Besides, I like you. You don't see many girls in a place like that. When something I like catches my attention I usually steal it. The girls that do come into the bar with their tattoos and their attitude are usually fake."

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you stealing me?" I smirked.

"So what if I am?" he asked.

"My adoptive dad's a cop, FYI," I chuckled. "You're okay with the idea of stealing a cop's daughter? And I'm only eighteen."

"I'm okay with the idea," Leonard shrugged. "Now I can drop you off or you can come back to my place. It's up to you. Age is just a number."

I thought about it for a few seconds before I sat back. "Sure-whatever. This ain't my first rodeo. I like the idea of another notch in my belt. A wanted criminal." I put my feet up on the dash.

"Get your feet off the dash!" Leonard warned me.

I cocked an eyebrow. "And if I don't? You gonna smack me?"

He didn't say anything when we pulled into an alleyway that lead to a warehouse. He just smirked and got out of the car. I shrugged and followed him thinking what a way to go if we he was a serial killing madman. I followed him into a service lift and up to a loft, the rain still pouring down and giving me a sense of comfort. Sure I had only a smidgen of control over my newfound powers but something about the situation, although strange, didn't raise any kind of flags or gut feelings of fear.

Inside, Leonard handed me a glass of whisky. "If you don't mind me asking, you appear to have a lot on your mind."

I chuckled. "Well aren't you the regular Doctor Phil? You don't need to know what's on my mind."

"Humour me," he replied.

I drowned the whisky and crossed the loft to the window. "Well-if you must know, my brother got hit by lightning and is in a coma. The night he got hit by lightning I died and the guy that was responsible for my death just showed up at the hospital and offered to look after my brother since his heart keeps giving out. My dad just handed him over. I've a very complicated family."

Leonard snorted. "I doubt you're the only one."

"Did I neglect to mention that my real dad murdered my mother and is in Iron Heights?" I added. "And my brother's in love with my adoptive sister but is totally clueless on telling her? Or the fact that you picked up an eighteen-year-old." The more I spoke about my life and thought about the crap in it-the more I wanted to catch the next train out of here.

Then suddenly it hit me.

I don't know why I didn't think of this beforehand when Felicity was here.

Starling City.

The Arrow.

Oliver Queen.

Cypher.

Felicity Smoak.

Shade.

River Quinn.

River. River had abilities, she could train me! She knew what she was doing when it came to dealing with the impossible.

Each of them could help me learn to control my powers. I could be a hero, like they were.

"And you look like you've just had an epiphany," Leonard noted.

"I have to go," I replied, sitting the glass down.

"Go in the morning," he replied. "It's raining and I'm not taking you home."

I bit my lip and thought about it. Truthfully I could get my train ticket and pack up what little crap I had in the morning. "So what are you waiting for?" I questioned. "Are you going to undress me or what?"

Leonard smirked and sat his glass down before crossing the room. He ripped my jacket off, that smirk still on his face. Something about the look on his face told me that the two of us would be in each other's lives for a very long time, but in what capacity? Friends? Lovers? Enemies? Right now, I just wanted someone to make me feel something other than anger, the only emotion I've felt in such a long time.

By midday, I was one hundred percent out of Central City.

I booked my ticket under the name Charlie Snart-thanks Leonard-and packed my clothes up-what little there was. I wished I could have said goodbye to Barry, not knowing how long I would be gone, and I wasn't going to risk leaving him a note in case Joe or Iris read it. I boarded the train and found a seat to sit in alone and slept the six hundred mile journey to Starling City.

Sure it was a huge gamble. I didn't know that they would even agree to train me but it was a chance I was willing to take. When I arrived in Starling City, it was a little after ten in the evening.

I'd told River I was coming and asked her to meet me in the park near the station with Oliver and Felicity. She'd agreed to meet me and when she asked why, I didn't answer, showing was better than describing.

The Arrow, Shade and Cypher were waiting for me in the park near the fountain. The Arrow looking as fierce as ever, Cypher sitting playfully on the edge of the fountain cleaning her nails with a knife and Shade sitting there patting a puppy of all things. The three of them looked up as I came along on my skateboard, backpack on my back and duffle in my left hand. Coming to a stop, I stomped on the end of my skateboard, flinging it into my hands before tucking it under my arm.

"Charlie?" Cypher smiled. "Everything okay?"

"I need help," I begged. "Something…something strange is happening to me." I dumped my stuff on the ground and stood there with my arms wrapped around myself. Seeing them all standing there like that-I was second guessing myself now.

"Like what?" Shade frowned, standing up.

"The night the particle accelerator blew up I was skating by the river," I explained. "Something hit me and knocked me into the water…and well-I died. But what happened afterwards…I can't really control it well enough but…" I shakily held my hand out and water from the fountain shot out into my hands.

"Holy cow," Cypher gasped, standing up. "Unbelievable."

"So what do you want?" The Arrow demanded.

"I want you to train me," I replied. "I want to be a hero. I want to help people."

Shade glanced at the Arrow and Cypher who both shrugged. She smirked and crossed over to me and held out her hand. "Welcome to Team Arrow, rookie."

++++++ So originally I had planed on a Cisco/OC pairing but I LOVE Captain Cold and I figured their nature would rub off on each other.

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