Team Arrow Imagines {CLOSED}

Guess Who? (Rory Regan) [1/2]

A/N: AnaPalmer42 : Here's your request! 😊 Sorry that it took a while.

The musk of sewage and cement hit my face as I walk out of my work building. I pull my hood up over my head when I feel the rain droplets come down on the hard pavements.

One of the disadvantages of having to wear heels for my job. When it rains, it increases my chances of slipping and making a completely fool of myself. Hell, I could slip on a sunny day my while wearing sneakers. That's just how accident prone I actually am.

I catch a couple wolf whistles as I pass a line of men leaning against the wall underneath the ledge.

"Wassup princess," One of them says.

I ignore him and sped up my pace slightly. I hear a collection of footsteps behind me and when I turn around to see if my mind wasn't playing tricks on me, I run into a hard chest.

"Ay, where is a beautiful girl like you going in a rush?" The man asks.
"Away from you," I say.

I step away from him only to feel a pair of hands on my waist and a cold nose pressed against my neck.

"You smell so good,"

I cringe at his words and say:

"Leave me alone,"

I swing my purse around and hit two of them in the chest, knocking the wind out of them.

"Ooo, she's a feisty one, huh boys?" The main douche says.

"Let's have some fun," He adds.

I try to run to my car but a pair of strong arms wrap around my small frame. A man's hand clamps around my mouth and slams my back on the brick wall. I bite down hard on his hand and felt a crack in between my teeth. He pulls back and holds his wounded hand in the other hand. I snap kick his chest so he stumbles back and hits his head on the dumpster.

"Look fellas, I don't want to fight. But if you continue, then I won't have a choice." I say, holding my hands up.

"Yeah, I'm sure you can do some damage." One of the men taunts.

"I actually can," I say as picking up my purse.

"If you could do some damage, then why haven't you done it by now?" He asks.

"Because I'm being nice, which is something that you people don't nearly deserve." I say.

I walk towards the opening and one man pushes me back against the wall.

"You're not going anywhere," He says.

My patience grew thin, and suddenly, I thought back to Oliver. He was my mentor back when I fought with him and his team: Curtis, Rene, Felicity, Diggle, Evelyn and most of all Rory. Out of all of them, I miss Rory the most. He always knew just the right words to cheer me up after a gruesome mission.

When I am snapped back to reality, I clamp my hand over the man's before I link my hands behind his shoulder and pull him in for a knee strike to the stomach. I roundhouse kick him to the chest and move onto the next guy after he fell down.

One guy charges at me with a punch and block his strike. I straighten out his arm and throw him over my shoulder and kept him in an arm bar to punch him in the face.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and donkey kick the man in the stomach. When he doubles over just as expected, I turn into a jumping axe kick to his back. I large hand wraps around my neck and pins me to the wall. I struggle to wiggle my way out of his grasp and he unzips my jacket before he peels it from my body.

The rain came down harder, making it harder for me see.

"Now it's my turn to do some damage." He whispers in my ear as he rips off my blouse, sending buttons flying everywhere.

I slam both of my fists on his wrist and he cursed in pain before punch my in the face. The metallic taste flowed its way into my mouth. He threw another punch which made my teeth chatter and my cheek bone ache. My head remained turned to the side until he winds back to hit me again.

I slowly look at him whilst glowing my eyes an ice cold blue. The energy inside of me emitted a light hum as it begs for its release. The man's grip left my neck and he steps back whilst holding his hands up in surrender. My blue aura wraps around me protectively and I squeeze my fists together, sending the remaining into the wall.

I suppress my energy back into my psyche and look around to see them unconscious on the floor with burns on them.

It's a shame. None of this would have happened if they would have heeded my warning.

I zip up my jacket, pick up my purse and walk back to my car as if nothing as happened.

**

I sit on the couch, eating a bowl of ice cream as I watch the news in Starling City. Though nothing seemed like all is well in Starling City, but I still have a bad feeling that something bad is happening; something behind the scenes that no one else is really seeing.

Perhaps I should drop in and see how Rory and the team are doing. Munchie, my Corgi, hops up on the couch and whines at me.

"You wanna see Uncle Rory?" I ask her.

She barks and goes into her playing stance.

"Alright, let's go pack." I say.