Kidnapped By Her Dead Lover

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Published: 7.3.20

  Felicity was currently having a breakdown.

Starling was being hacked citywide, everyone was in a panic, and the virus used to do it was the same one that she made five years ago.

If that wasn't bad enough, the moment she was in front of her house door, she was grabbed and thrown into the back of a van with a bag over her head.

[Twenty] minutes later, she was being pushed into a chair and the bag was ripped off of her head.

She looked around in panic to find herself in a warehouse with multiple computer screens in front of her. As she was looking around, she gasped.

"Barry?!"

Her eyes landed on an unconscious Barry tied to another chair next to her. He was out cold, even after yelling his name in panic.

She was distracted by the sound of an obviously modified voice.

"Felicity Smoak, just the woman I wanted to see." Felicity was quick to dart her eyes towards the shadow in front of her. She couldn't see their face, but their stance seemed familiar.

"What the hell do you want from me?! Who are you?"

"You really don't know?" The shadowy figure pressed a button under their neck before stepping into the light. "I thought you'd never forget your first love."

Felicity felt her heart break in confusion. "You died."

Her voice was soft, as if she was attempting to keep her voice from cracking. "They told me-" "That I committed suicide? The NSA needed a hacker with game for cyber espionage, and I needed to not be in prison for the rest of my life."

Cooper crossed his arms as he continued. "Because of what the NSA wanted me doing, it was.. advantageous for me to be dead."

"When I found out you died, I was devastated.. I loved you."

His face scrunched up in a solemn expression, "I loved you too." Cooper took a step forward, uncrossing his arms. "After I finished my time with the NSA, I discovered you've become this corporate lap dog."

Felicity shook her head in denial to the tone he used. "You changed." "If you ever thought I was capable of doing something like this, you never knew me at all."

"When you wrote this virus Felicity, you knew exactly what it was capable of." He spread his arms in a show of the screens behind him.

"All I'm doing is unleashing the true potential of what you made."

"Why?!" Felicity's voice returned to its soft state as she continued, "This isn't who you are."

"Five years with the NSA, you learn a lot about how the world works. How we can't be saved or salvaged. How it's every man for himself." He took a quick deep breath as his stare hardened.

"You also learn that when a city bank goes under a, say- financial cyber attack, the mayor will reach out to the treasury department and request an influx of fresh cash."

Felicity felt a moment of realization as she could tell where this was going, based on what Cooper was saying.

"Cash which is transported by armored trucks navigating according to a closed-end GPS system, which directs them to city deposit. If the drivers deviate from the route, the trucks are shut down."

Cooper gave Felicity a look, "But you are going to hack into the system and direct the cash to come here."

"It was about money, and I'm the sell out?" "No." Cooper took a pause as he stepped a bit closer. "See, breaking into the treasury's asymmetric encryption is beyond even my capabilities."

Felicity glared at him and responded in a hardened voice.

"I'm going to politely decline." Cooper turned to the side with an exasperated look before quickly pulling out a gun and aiming at the almost forgotten Barry, who still hadn't moved an inch.

"Don't!" "That's why I brought some motivation into town for you."

[A/N]

  Yayy! I'm back!

My contest is finally entering its final stage and as promised, here's another chapter.

I will be continuing this starting today. Enjoy!

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