Artemis ran, away from the pain, away from the words, away from the people who seemed not to care anymore. Her feet pounded the grass, making the only sound on the mountainside. Okay, not the only sound, she could hear the yells of her team, her almost-family, as they looked for her. But they would never find her, not Robin, with his mastery of the shadows, not Conner, with his superhearing, not even M'gann, with her telepathy. None of them could possibly know where she was going, when she herself did not know. She just needed to get away, and this was how she was doing it.
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As the rest trudged back into the mountainside, feet aching, tears staining some cheeks, Robin stayed and looked. He hoped that maybe, if he found her, he could bring her back and she and Wally would make up and everything would go back to normal. But what is normal for us? More fighting? He's never going to trust her again. Maybe I should… NO! You are Robin, the Boy Wonder, you do NOT give up. Shaking his head, he moved on, maybe she was hiding just over the next ridge. He searched all night, and halfway through the next day, until the team finally gave in and told Batman what he was doing. Well, the team minus Wally, no one knew where he had gone.
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She had to go and screw everything up, didn't she? She had to go and run away, scared that since they fought one time, okay, a couple times, that he meant it when he said it. Why would she even think that he could possibly think that, sure, she was annoying at times, but there was no way he could... no, he couldn't possibly… could he? Shaking his head at his own foolish question, Wally put on that much more speed. Sure, he went and sulked for a couple days, but he thought it would be the same as always. Get mad, say things you don't mean, sulk, get over it, and come back. That was the strange way their relationship worked. He would call her a harpy, she would smack him, he would flirt with M'gann, and she would call him out. It worked. So why did she have to go and take what he said to heart? He never meant it. He shook his head again, coming to a stop at yet another of her usual hiding places. Sighing when he found it was, yet again, empty, he moved on, hoping his search would end soon.
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He was the leader. He should have seen this coming. He should have made them back off before it came to this. He should have stopped her from leaving so they could figure out how to circumvent the damage. He should have at least known where she was going. But no. He had not thought it would get out of hand. And when it did, he had not thought what Wally had said would be taken personally. It was one of those spur-of-the-moment things, and he did not think it would cause this. He knew he had to find her, if only because she is one of his teammates, but he did want to find her, because she was like a sister. If she was gone, who would explain strange land customs without first mocking him about it or making a large deal? If she was gone, who would he explain the marvels of the ocean to, that would actually listen? He knew he need to get her back, but he had no clue as to where to start.
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Conner growled as he punched the bag once again, knocking it from its chain. It wasn't his fault she was gone, so why did he feel so bad about it? It's not like she was M'gann or anything, she was just, Artemis. She was snarky and rude around most people, but occasionally she would show her calmer side when she explained things like snowball fights and ice cream and parties. She was just another person, so why was he so mad? Sure, he felt like he needed to protect her, but he felt the same way about Robin! I mean, they both are really vulnerable and are easily hurt, so that makes sense. ARGHH! He picked up the punching bag again and threw it in the air, punching it once it got close enough. It sailed right across the room, creating a dent where it hit the wall. IT JUST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!
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She didn't understand. They argued all the time, why was this time any different? Why did this time make her run? Then again, whenever she feels the anger levels reach a high, she begins to tune them out until they either went silent or calmed down. But this time had been different. Artemis' wasn't as angry as usual, but Wally was? She shook her head. That didn't make any sense. Why would Wally be angry? Artemis is the hotheaded one. Ah well, she didn't understand earth culture anyways, maybe this was just another "frienemy," as Robin called it, thing. She would never understand the strange custom. However, three words rang through her mind, as though they may be the reason behind this mess. Three words shouted in frustration and anger. Three words that meant more than the Martian girl would ever understand.
I hate you.
So, I don't quite know what this is. It might turn into more, if people want it to. I just was thinking what the team's reactions would be if someone, say Artemis, were to run off. And thus, this was born.
I think I made M'gann a little too oblivious. Whatever, this is my M'gann so take it!
Disclaimer: I wrote this. As a figment of my imagination. Which is exactly what these characters are. A figment of a comic book writer's imagination. And I can't draw. So I can't possibly own this.