The Flashing Arrow

One:

Artemis Crock bit her lip and focused harder on her target. A certain somebody was egging her on in the background. The Bird-Boy.

She could do this. The arrow in her hand was practically starting to burn off her fingers. Her hand would should be up in smoke. She only had one chance. To save a life. With the most legendary-and dangerous- arrow in all of existence.

…...

It all started on Artemis' first day at Wayne Academy.

She'd never actually gone to a proper, public school before. And that was where the problem began.

''You'll be late for school now!'' groaned her mother, Paula Crock, checking the little golden watch on her bony, wrinkled wrist.

Artemis rolled her eyes and sighed as she tied her ponytail into a plait and straightened out the goofy-looking school tie.

''Proper school uniform...in America.'' she said crossly, glaring at the reflection in her small, looking-glass mirror in her make-up compact.

''Wayne Academy is so good for you though, you won't ever regret it, honey!'' exclaimed Paula as her daughter munched on a cereal bar.

''Huh. Yeah right, mum. This is gonna' be so much fun.'' snarled the young archer sarcastically.

''Think of the possibilities of marrying a rich and powerful man! Oh, sweetheart, I'm so-''

''I get it, stupid!''

Artemis just hated her mother when she was in this state. She hated the vain, envious and ''smiley-scary'' side. Her mother's villainous side. Huntress.

Artemis hugged Paula, picked up her bags and left, not wishing to start another row.

When she got to school, a short, skinny boy with crow-black hair and a mischievous smile headed towards her. He held out his hand. She shook it.

''The name's Dick Grayson- adoptive son of millionaire Bruce Wayne.'' he said.

''Artemis Crock. Got some random scholarship of your sort-of-dad.'' said Artemis.

''That's a nice name.''

''Now you just embarrassing me.''

''No. Seriously. Better watch out round here. All the boys are serious flirts. Especially-''

''The Wall-Man is here!''

Artemis freaked out. No way could an idiot like him be here! But he was.

''Who's this?'' asked Wally, pointing at Artemis and smiling like a real flirt.

Why doesn't he recognise me? Oh, of course, I'm wearing make-up and a wig! Thought Artemis.

''Fun time.'' she whispered, grinning like a Cheshire cat.