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1 year later…
I jump from roof to roof, leaping and bounding. I'm not even out of breath. Thank you, Bruce for pushing me to be better. Even if you were a very grumpy martial art teacher. Felicity, stop going off topic. Stay focused on your goal. Save Thea. When I had finally discovered that she was captured by a bunch of thugs, I risked it all to come back for her. I missed her when I left, but I called her as well as Diggle. We became closer than before as the year away went on. She told me about how serious Roy and she were getting after he had told her about his transformation from the Mikaruru and his involvement with the Arrow. Or Green Arrow because that is what he is called now. Stop thinking about Oliver. Move on, Felicity, he's not into you. Never was, never will be.
I flip onto the fire escape into the abandoned building that is supposed to house Thea. I race down the fire escape, hoping it is structured well enough to hold my weight. I flip off the last landing to the ground, gracefully. I immediately sprint into the gray, dismal building. I slip behind a cargo box, and spot Thea wrapped in rope. The most concerning spot is that her head is lolled to the side, either that she is hopefully unconscious or dead. I really hope it's the former. I cartwheel on the box and land in front of it. I whip out my katanas from their sheaths on my back of my black leather catsuit. I hear shots coming from all angles. I look both ways and rapidly block them with my indestructible katanas. I redirect them to land in the shoulders of the enemy. I race over to Thea in the chair, and quickly untie the badly tied knot that kept her captured. As I stand up from untying her and checking her pulse, which thank god is still there, I spot in the corner of my eye, two shadows, one green and one red .
Time to go I think as I run out of the warehouse, but not before I see The Arrow's eyes, they are narrowed and clearly are questioning me, but thankfully not yet knowing it's his IT girl. That surprise is better suited for the morning. That I'm back anyway, not my secret identity. The words "secret identity" are not to be told i.e. the "secret" in the collection of words.
Felicity is not Black Canary. That is Sara. She is her own vigilante. I'll give you guys a name when I figure it out for myself. Read and Review please. Sorry so short. More later. Promise.