Arrow of the Night|Olicity|DISCONTINUED

Untold Stories

Felicity looked through the darkness. It was pitch black and she struggled against metal bands that held her hands back together. 

"Well,well,well, Fel-i-city." came a male voice.

Felicity shivered when she heard footsteps near her. 

"What do you want with me?" she hissed through the pain of her wrists. Her heart raced as the steps stopped and a light flicked on above her. She was strapped to a wooden chair. 

"You know Felicity, your mother is still in Vegas serving Screwdrivers, and all that shit. While your here dilly dallying with a hero wannabe."

"The Arrow is a hero!" Felicity retorted. 

"And how do you know about my mother, and my life?" she hissed growing protective and scared.

"Felicity, I remember that cold December day I left you. Your mother cried as she held you and I walked out on the both of you."

Felicity's heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened. 

"D-Dad..." she asked silently.

Tears ran down her eyes as her father stood in the shadows.

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME? MOM? WHY?" she cried. She banged her hands against the chairs arms and tried to see her father within the shadows. 

        Oliver walked into the abandonded warehouse. He cautiously stepped foward incase any goons were to be here.

Silently and carefully he turned a corner and saw Felicity strapped in a chair. He heard a male voice.

"Felicity I truly love you and so does your-" Oliver shot an arrow into the back of the man's leg and ran foward. 

"O-Dad!" she screamed instead. 

"Dad?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah, Dad." The man stuck the arrow into Oliver's shoulder and ran to Felicity's side. 

        Felicity looked at her father. His dirty blonde hair was short  and gell'ed up nicely. He wore a sweatshirt and jeans and a pair of sneakers that looked bigger than his own feet.

"Dad?" she asked silently as his hand touched her's. 

Felicity's father looked down at her. His blue eyes sparked and her's sparked. 

"Felicity?" he asked. 

Oliver groaned and staggered to his feet and ran and punched Felicity's father.

"Enough!" Felicity cried as she struggled in the chair. 

Oliver held his neck firmly and squeezed. He groaned as he was hit over the head with a wooden chair.

"Don't hurt each other." Felicity stood over them both and looked at each one. Each man looked at one another. 

"Curt." Felicity's father said. 

Curt stood up and looked at his daughter. 

"Felicity.. You.. Have my eyes.. My nose, my strength.." he smiled taking his daughter's hand. 

Felicity looked into her father's eyes and shivered. 

Where has he been all my life? Is this even.. Real?

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Jesus. What a chapter. I'd like to see Felicity's father in the TV series, wouldn't we all?

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