Hey guys, YJWritingMadness back with another story, published THREE days after I wrote "Lost in Mist". I hope you enjoy this one, though it is going to be a bit longer then my other stories. Anyways, I'll try to increase my publishing rate. Remember to leave a review or two if you liked it. Anyhow, on with the show!

The team had been tracking the arms dealer for days. The sniveling weapon-peddling coward had managed to escape when the team first confronted him, and now he was constantly moving from place to place, never stopping to rest for more then a few hours. He was consistently laying false trails and ambushes wherever he went, though this did not slow the team down for too long. Robin's detective training allowed him to easily spot the fake trails from the real ones, but the ambushes were starting to get annoying. After the team beat up yet another group of goons who tried to jump them, no one was really in the mood for another trap.

"What is this, the third time we've been attacked by a bunch of thugs?" Kid Flash complained, sighing. "Why can't this guy just give up and save us all the trouble of capturing him?" He flopped onto the ground, exasperated. "I mean, this guy can't beat us anyways, so what's the point of delaying?" Kid Flash continued.

"We're all sick of this guy," Robin admitted, rolling his eyes under his domino mask. "But Batman said that this guy wasn't an ordinary arms dealer."

"Yeah, yeah, we know." Superboy grumbled.

"Bats said something about that this arms dealer is shipping a toxin, one that could potentially be dangerous." Robin said, frowning. "Very dangerous."

"Whatever." Kid Flash snorted. "If it was so dangerous, why didn't the Bats go after it himself?"

"I heard he had some other things to attend to," Aqualad stepped in between the two arguing heroes. "I do not like chasing this man as much as you do, but if Batman believes this toxin is dangerous enough to send us after this weapon dealer, go after him we shall."

"Hmmf." Kid flash pouted. "Speak for yourself."

"Anyways, we've tracked him down to an abandoned warehouse." Robin observed. "He has the toxin with him."

"Good," Superboy cracked his knuckles. "It's about time we've met up with this chicken."

"I couldn't agree more." Artemis said, a smirk on her face. "Let's do this." Robin couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy.

You can imagine when the man was caught, he wasn't very happy. After knocking out his fourteenth and last guard, the team quickly cornered the toxin-trading rat. The dealer quickly bolted for the warehouse door, but before he could escape Miss Martian telepathically lifted him into the air, effectively trapping him.

"Finally!" Kid Flash exclaimed. "Now can we start doing something not boring?"

"Can you shut your mouth for once?" Artemis said, glaring at him. She stepped toward the now levitating man. "Miss Martian, lower him." Miss Martian complied, but not before shooting a worried look at the man.

"You're not going to, you know…" M'gann trailed off.

"Can't make any promises." Artemis replied, smiling. But the smile didn't reach her eyes. Robin could tell there was something going on, maybe that Artemis and the now captured man had a run-in before, or maybe she knew what the toxin was. After all, Artemis was Sportsmaster's daughter. But the rest of the team didn't know that.

"Artemis, is there something wrong?" Robin asked slowly, eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"No. Why? There's nothing wrong. Nothing at all." She said hastily, quickly glancing around. Robin raised an eyebrow, but did not pursue the matter any further. He had more important things to worry about right now. He would question Artemis more later, but until then, it would have to wait. Besides, he trusted Artemis. He hoped she wasn't the mole that Roy kept on mentioning. His train of thought was interrupted as Artemis began interrogating the dealer.

"Where is the toxin?" She asked, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

"Why, it's right in those boxes over there, baby girl." Artemis cringed as the man used her dad's nickname for her. She shook her head to clear it, and followed up with another inquiry.

"What is the toxin that you're using?"

"I am pretty sure that you are familiar with it, Artemis." The team exchanged glances as the man spoke those words. Artemis was still new to the team, having only joined a month ago. They did not know much about her, yet here was a criminal, speaking her name. 'Perhaps the team would have to be a bit more careful around her then before,' Aqualad thought to himself. Little did he know that the same idea was running through the entire team's heads, excluding Artemis and Robin.

"So your own team doesn't trust you," The man sneered, noting the surprised looks of the team when he had said Artemis's name. "I bet they don't even know that-"

"Shut up!" Artemis yelled, letting go of the man's collar, and getting directly in his face. Her gray eyes blazed with fury as she spoke the next words. "What. Toxin. Are. You. USING!" She shouted, her volume increasing with every phrase, highlighting each word with a poke to the chest.

"Why, do you want some?" The man asked, smirking, not at all intimidated. "Planning on poisoning your team already?" Artemis gritted her teeth, her mind already at work with the thousands of ways she wanted to rip this guy's guts out. All of a sudden, she mentally kicked herself. All she needed to do was check the boxes in the warehouse.

"Check the boxes."

Robin took a step toward Artemis. "Wait, are you sure it's not-"

"Check. The. Boxes." She said coldly.

"Jeez." Robin swiftly walked over to the boxes, and pulled out a laser cutter from his belt. He squatted down and quickly began cutting. After a few seconds, he stood. He speedily stashed the laser cutter in his belt, and yanked off the top of the box. His eyes widened in surprise. "Get down, it's a b-" FWOOM! A fireball erupted from the box, knocking Robin backwards. As deadly toxin became pouring out of the wreckage, Robin yelled from his position in the warehouse. "Put on your rebreathers! They'll shield you from the-" Robin's speech was halted as he accidently inhaled some of the toxin and broke into a coughing fit. He quickly put on the rebreather, but deep down, he already knew that he was a goner. He just hoped the others would be alright.