Welcome and thank you for clicking on this story! This is my second fic and my first YJ fic, so please PM or comment to correct me about things that I miss! Reviews are super welcome (it seriously brightens up my day) and critiques are valued! I hope you enjoy reading! This fic is in honor of my best friend's 16th birthday and for helping me stay obsessed with the stuff I love. You're the best Phoenix, and I hope you're reading this!

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this FanFic that relates to the television series Young Justice, that goes to it's rightful creators. Any and all characters, scenes, places and events similar to something owned by someone other than the Young Justice producers are completely coincidential and were not meant to be duplicated. I only hold ownership over my OC and such related things are not owned by others.

The emptiness is complete. It is black and consuming, yet it does not hurt. The emptiness is not as terrifying as you might imagine. It's actually quite soothing. A sort of warmth and comfort, a feeling of safety that surrounds you. Almost like a blanket of security and silence. I don't know how long this seemingly suspended state of animation continues. Seconds? Minutes or hours? Maybe even years, decades, eons… But the emptiness is still there, always there.

A light.

A light has suddenly appeared! Or has it always been there and I've just noticed it now? Should I go towards it? Or should I stay within the constant, unchanging landscape of this darkness? I wait, looking at the light, hoping that it might somehow make the decision for me. How long have I waited for this mysterious light to take action?

Too long.

It's a light, it's not going to make choices for me. I have to make my own assumptions, and even mistakes. I drift a little closer to the light, watching closely for a change. Nothing. There is no change, and I'm not sure if this makes me feel relieved or angry. Or maybe it's confusion? I pause again, wondering what to do now. Continue towards the light? Retreat to the reaches of the empty dark? Or stay here, just thinking about it all.

The last one irks me. Inaction is something I do not do. Those who do not do anything and do not make decisions are the ones who get left behind, the ones who lose and are lost. That leaves two options. Move forward. Or fall back. Retreat sounds like a safe decision. I know what awaits me back in the darkness behind me, but I don't know what lies beyond the light.

But I want to know.

The urge to move forward, to carry on and discover hits me. I want to find out what this light is, what's behind or beyond it. I want to dominate it, to take control instead of letting it tease me into submission or madness. Though I will be cautious as I move forward, because caution reveals dangers too life threatening to push through. I move closer to the light, peering closely for a change. There's still nothing. I become bolder, moving closer, faster.

"I hope she'll be okay."

The words filter through the haze between the light and the dark. Startled, I pull back quickly, the noise fading. A voice. A sentence being spoken by someone other than myself. I didn't know there were others like me. Or did I? The voice of the, what's the word? Person! That's it! The voice of the person didn't sound bad. They didn't sound like they would harm me. What did they say? 'I hope she'll be okay.' is what I heard. Am I not okay? I feel fine, but maybe I'm not supposed to be here. What was the other word the voice said again? Hope? It sounds like a nice word. Maybe this person would… help me be okay?

Yes.

I move forward slowly again, waiting for the voice to sound through the now seemingly oppressive gloom.

"How is she today?"

There! There is the voice from before! They're asking how I am… Do they care for me?

"The same as yesterday. There's been no change in her condition."

What? A new voice! Who is this person? Would they help me too? I pause, waiting for something else to be said. The voices, the people, seem to pause. Maybe they're gone. My… hope drops, and a colder feeling begins to creep over me.

"It's alright. Hopefully, and with a little luck, she'll wake up soon."

"Yeah, I guess."

They're still there! The chill vaporizes into warmth and a joyous feeling fills me. But it settles again when I realize that the original voice sounded… sad. The other person was trying to… make him feel better, console him. The other voice said 'wake up', am I asleep?

"Come on. We aren't helping by just standing here."

"You're right, let's go."

Wait! Don't leave me here alone! I don't want to be alone anymore! I've been by myself for so long! I want to know what it's like to be around others! Help me awake! But they can't hear me, and the voices fade. That sinking feeling returns again, and I wallow in it, drifting away from the light. I fold in on myself, feeling dead. Maybe I am dead. Or am I really just asleep? If so, then how do I wake up?

Of course!

My focus returns and I stare intensely at the distant light. The answer's been in front of me the entire time. The reason I'm not with the voices is because I'm here, and I've been too afraid to try going through the light. I straighten out and hastily zip towards the light. It's even brighter up close, and I feel slightly jittery. I stop in front of it, not entirely sure how to continue. Not entirely sure if I really want to continue. My resolve flickers, but then I shake myself. I was going to do this. Raising my hand, I touch the light with the very tips of my fingers.

Wait.

When did I get these fingers? A hand and arm? Have I always had them? Or has the light brought them into existence? How do I know what they're called and what they're used for? I marvel at my hand, flexing my fingers. Then I snap out of it. It doesn't matter. What matters now is going through the light. I reach out my hand again, dipping my fingers into the light down to the first knuckle.

Peculiar.

This feels so odd, but so right at the same time. Like this light is where I'm meant to be. I sink my arm in up to the elbow now. So strange. Up to my shoulder. Now a foot. Wait. A foot? No! I will not be distracted now. I take a deep breath, something I didn't know I could do. Looking back at the darkness, I say goodbye and push myself fully into the light.

So sorry that our main character hasn't met up with any of our favorite characters, but it's just going to be like that for a couple chapters while we discover a little about her. Please make sure to leave your comments in the little box down there! I also may need some help with a name for our girl, so those are welcome suggestions too! (P.S. You deserve birthday cake for reviewing if you did review!)