Years have passed since the night of the princess and the knight. Due to their different social standings, the two never got together, all their life wondering what could have been.
Kara Zorel, the princess of the Kingdom of National, wedded a prince from the rival kingdom, Prince Mike Matthews, to bring peace between their kingdoms. She loved Prince Mike but her heart still aches for the now Royal Knight, Bartholomew Henry Allen.
Bartholomew, after witnessing Kara be wed to another man, decided to move on from her. He met a nice village girl named Patricia Spivot, she was a farmer's daughter and looked very much like Kara. She was beautiful and Bartholomew loved her as much as he could.
National City, Present Day…
"Good morning everyone and welcome to National City's very own Festival of Heroes. This event was first held back when National City was still known as the National Kingdom and monarchs ruled the place." The tour guide perkily said as she guided the tourists through the crowd.
Kara Danvers, a reporter for Catco Worldwide Media, stood with the tourists, unamused. They were getting so many facts wrong.
"And now, you have half an hour to sightsee. There are food stalls, bathroom stalls, and game booths for everyone. Just please be back on the bus after 30 minutes or you'll be left behind."
Kara started to walk towards the food stall, the ride made her hungry, she just hoped that they have potstickers. What Kara didn't see was the children running over to the game booth close to her.
The next thing she knows, she was falling. She closed her eyes, waiting for her impending doom when a set of firm hands grasped her waist and steadied her.
"You should be very careful, ma'am." A voice said, which made Kara turn around and take a quick look at her savior.
It was a man, his frame was fairly well built, skinny but he has muscles in the right places. He has dark brown hair and intense green eyes that Kara seems to get herself lost into. And the weirdest part is he looks familiar.
"Thanks, mister, I'll be much more careful next time." Kara said, feeling her face get hotter and hotter as the second pass by. "I'll get out of your hair."
"Wait," the man yelled out, grasping her arms to prevent her from leaving. "I never got your name."
"I never got yours."
"Good point. My name is Bartholomew Henry Allen, I'm a forensic scientist for the National City Police Department." The man said, proudly. "But you can call me Barry though."
"A forensic scientist?"
"Yeah, my friends and I just came here from Star City, there was a case there that I had to help out."
"So this festival is for you, huh?"
"No, it's for me and the detectives and the officers. I once tracked down my family bloodline though and saw that one of my ancestors was a knight of the kingdom, isn't that crazy?"
"A knight? Wow, very noble."
"And the weird part is he looks exactly just like me."
"Really? That's weird." Kara replied with a quizzical look.
"Also a weird question, have I seen you before? I just feel like we already saw each other some other time."
"No, not that weird. I feel the same. Like I already met you somewhere."
Both of them looked at each other weirdly, seemingly can't place where or when they saw each other.
"The bus is leaving in 25 minutes."
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Superflash One Shots
FanfictionDifferent one shots of one of my favorite ships, Superflash. If you don't ship 'em, then don't read.