"So... Do I call you Mr Glowing fist?"
"Iron Fist."
"I'm pretty sure iron doesn't glow like that."
Or in which Felicity Smoak meets Danny Rand also known as Iron fist.
This was not apart of the plan, breaking apart from both John Diggle and Roy wasn't planned but getting shot at wasn't planned either, it was supposed to be a simple scouting and hacking job butno... Malcolm fricken Merlyn had to alert the bad guys to their location.
Okay, he didn't exactlyalertthe bad guys but the messed up plan was still Merlyn'sfault.
Now Felicity was tired, hungry and sore from all the running in unfamiliar streets, slowing down so she could catch her breath; she ducked as something grazed her face.
A bullet.
More shots were fired in her direction, the blonde let out a small groan, and began to run again.
Why did she wear heels?! She should've went for her kitten print flats if Felicity knew running was apart of the plan.
"...Elicity... Come in... Felicity." Oliver's voice called over the static from the comms, making the blonde let out a small squeakish noise in surprise.
"Oliver!"
"Where are you? Are you injured? Was that gunfire?"
"Currently running no thanks to Merlyn, I have no idea where I am and no I'm not hurt, just sore cause you know...Running." Felicity replied, squeezing down an alley. "And yes... Those were gunshots."
"Okay. I'm pulling up your GPS now. Hang on."
"My what-... The necklace." Felicity mumbled, glancing down at the necklace in question. "Remind me to thank and also slap Sara next time I see her."
She could hear a muffled laugh from the other end, probably from John or Oliver, nibbling on her bottom lip h a r d as she then tried to remember the small basic training that John and Sara taught.
"Really should work on my cardio." She stated, to an empty alleyway.
"Got your location." Oliver called, she could hear him gather up his equipment. He was coming to save her. "I'm on my way. Just try and stay alive until I get there."
"Easier said then done, Oliver." She snapped, not exactly meaning to but the way he demanded for her to stay alive? Like uh... Isn't that what she's doing?
Trying?
The alleyway was a dead end anyway, pushing herself away from the brick wall, turning around to look directly into the barrel of a gun.
"Well... Frack."
Frack.
Frack.
Frack!
Closing her eyes as she heard the gun locking into place, something or someone then pushed her aside just soon as the gun shot, waiting for the pain of bullets hitting her body... Nothing came.
Felicity opened one eye, there were a few things she noticed. Firstly, someone- a male that was not Oliver Queen, stand in front of her, with his back facing her.
Secondly, he was dressed as if he was homeless- not that she had anything against homeless people, she just never thought she would be saved by someone in that predicament.
Thirdly, she noticed that one of the unknown male's fists were glowing a golden yellow hue.
What in the seven hells of the Dark web was going on?
Felicity watched as her unknown savior took out the three armed gunmen without hesitation, she literally had to rub her eyes and pinch herself, twice, to see if it was all her imagination.
Nope.
The guy was real.
His glowing fist was real.
Once the gunmen were now unarmed and unconscious from whatever he just did with his fists, the man turned to face her; a small smile danced across his face.
Oh my Google, he's cute.
"Thank you?"
"Huh?" Felicity asked, shaking her head to try and make sense of what happened.
"You called me cute."
Felicity let out a small squeak, covering her mouth as she did.
"I said that... Out loud?"
"Huh?" Felicity asked, shaking her head to try and make sense of what happened.
"You called me cute."
"Sorry! I tend to blurt things out whilst under alot of stress and pressure... Cause you know... Getting shot at really pressures a girl to run in 80 degree heat and heels, and oh my Google... I'm babbling. Sorry."
The man let out a soft chuckle, Felicity watched as the glow in his fist dimmed until it went out completely, then she pointed at said fist.
"Does it hurt?"
"Does what hurt?" He asked, glancing down at his fists, noting that they were a little bruised but nothing to be worried about.
"Your glowing fist?"
"Oh. No."
"So... Do I call you Mr Glowing fist?"
"Iron Fist."
"I'm pretty sure iron doesn't glow like that." Felicity stated, arching an eyebrow.
"It's a gift from K'un-Lun." He explains, with a small shrug. "I'm the chosen warrior gifted with the power of the Iron Fist to fight against evil."
Felicity slowly nodded her head, trying to under what he was saying... Slightly.
"But do you have an actual name?"
"Danny. Danny Rand."
"Felicity." She called, taking hold of his outstretched hand and lightly shook it. "Felicity Smoak."
It was a few seconds later that Oliver Queen showed up in his full Arrow gear, mask and all, aiming an arrow directly at Danny.
"No." Felicity called, looking at Oliver and stepping in front of Danny. "Danny saved me. I'm not harmed, thanks to Danny."
Oliver lowered the bow but not his guard, giving Danny a small nod as he felt the aura of a warrior from the man, but why was Felicity friendly with him?
Okay, yeah the Danny saved her... But Oliver didn't trust him. And he was to close to his girl.
"You're in safe hands now, Miss Smoak." Danny spoke, giving her a soft smile that made Oliver want to punch something or someone. "I'll take my leave."
He then kissed Felicity's hand, before disappearing down the alleyway, after a short moment; she turned to face Oliver.
"Let's go back to the hotel. I need to change my shoes." She softly groaned. "I need food."