Jocelyn and the Legends

Here we go again

A/N: Hi! Thanks for choosing to read my story. If you haven't read my file on Jocelyn Ann Gilligan you have to read that first so you know how and why she got into the situation she is currently in. The book is called Jocelyn Ann Gilligan & Friends.

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JUNE 17th 2018

The door burst open. A man in an American colored suit walked through and posed. "Don't worry! The Legends will save you!" Nate said.

Behind the star-spangled idiot was a woman with a white leather suit on. "Shut up Nate," she said as she walked over to Jocelyn. "Hi. My name is Sara Lance. We need your help," she said.

Jocelyn grunted. "Well, I'm sorry I am kind of incapable to help anyone at this point. I am currently tied up to a metal chair staring at some star-spangled idiot and women in white leather," she said.

Nate grunted. "I'm no idiot!" He said.

"Agree to disagree," Sara mumbled. "If I help you will you help us?" She asked.

Jocelyn glared at her. "Get me out of this hellhole and your wish is my command."

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MAY 12th 2018

"Grandma?" Jocelyn asked as she walked over to her 76-year-old grandmother. She has brain cancer and the doctors said that without treatment she only has a few more days left. "I bought you your favorite iced tea," she said as she sat the cold iced tea on the table. Jocelyn sighed as she sat next to her sleeping grandmother. "Why do I lose everyone? Why me?" She asked herself. Jocelyn pulled out her phone and pulled up her best friend Lillian Hap's number.

J: Hey.

L: Hey. How is your grandmother doing?

J: Not that good. Doctors say she only has several days to live.

L: Why didn't you just get the treatment for her?

J: Before she turned all brain dead she told me to not waste any money on her at all. I am only doing what she wants me to.

L: I would do it for my mama even if she told me not to.

J: I know you would. Wanna meet up for Starbucks today?

L: Ugh.

J: What?

L: Fine, but only because your grandma is dying.

The more she thought about it, Lillian was a bitch. Maybe the only reason she accepted Jocelyn as a friend was because her mother used to be best friends with her father. Maybe her father is just telling her to be nice to her. There was something sketchy going on with her "best friend" but Jocelyn paid no matter to it. She has been bullied ever since the accident. When Jocelyn was 9 her mom and a drunk driver collided with cars. The drunk driver and her mother hadn't made it alive, but somehow Jocelyn did. The doctors say it was a miracle, but Jocelyn would have rather died that day than face the fate she was facing today. Ever since that day she has seen ghosts. People with knives stuck in their bodies, blood head to toe. It still gives her nightmares. People thought she was crazy. Or maybe it was just signs of PTSD. Jocelyn still believes that she saw them, but when she was 17 the ghosts stopped showing up, and Jocelyn believed she had finally gotten over her fears. The ghosts haven't appeared ever again.

"Hey Grandma," she said as she hovered around her grandmother's chair. "I'm going out with a friend. Ok?" Jocelyn said as she started to walk towards the door. "I love you!" She yelled as she walked out of the door to Starbucks.

After ten minutes of walking, Jocelyn reached Starbucks. She opened the door and Lillian was sitting at one of the tables on her phone. She was drinking a hot chocolate.

"Hey, Lilly!" Jocelyn said as she placed her purse on a chair and sat across from Lillian.

"Hey," Lillian mumbled as she kept tapping away on her phone.

"Uhm," Jocelyn mumbled. "How's life?" She asked.

Lillian shrugged. "Same old I guess?" She said with no humor in her voice. 

Jocelyn nodded and stared at Lillian until she felt a sudden movement on her right side.

It was a middle-aged man in a blue parka. The man placed his oddly shaped gun on the table and looked at Jocelyn. "Hello girlie," he said.

Jocelyn yelped, causing everyone to look at her, including Lillian. The girl who hasn't taken her eyes off of her phone the whole time. Jocelyn chuckled and quickly grabbed her purse and jogged out of the building. She looked behind her and saw Lillian chasing after her.

"What was that about?" Lillian asked.

Jocelyn stopped walking and turned around. She glared at Lillian. "Like you care," she said.

Lillian sighed. "I'm here for you. We've been friends since we were young," she said while smiling. "You know you can tell me anything right?" Lillian said.

Jocelyn smiled and then nodded. "If I tell you this." She paused and looked down at her feet. "You're going to think I'm crazy," she said.

Lillian rolled her eyes. "Yeah right," she said, grabbing Jocelyn's hand.

"I can see ghosts," Jocelyn said quickly. "Today I saw a man in a winter coat with some weird gun," she said.

Lillian nodded. "You know my dad is a doctor right? Maybe he can help you?" She asked.

Jocelyn shrugged. "Maybe. I've gotta go. Thanks, Lilly," she said before walking down the street.

Lillian evilly smirked as Jocelyn walked away. Lillian pulled out her phone and pulled up her dad's number.

L: Dad. It's happening.

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Hi! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The next chapter will be featuring Jocelyn talking to this man with a "winter coat and weird gun." Maybe he has the answers to her questions?

Until then. If you still haven't. I would go read her file to get some more background information on Jocelyn.

I have some questions that will help me when Jocelyn finally interacts with the Legends in either chapters 2 or 3.

1. Should Leonard Snart come back alive? Like I said Jocelyn can interact with the dead...

2. Who should Jocelyn get along with the best from the Legends team?

Thanks! See you next chapter.