Authors Note: So I decided to write my own fanfic after reading countless ones. I stopped watching young justice after the 7th episode so this story will disregard anything after then and especially season two. I'm not a fan of spitfire (artemisxwally) so this story will be strictly royxartemis. I think they have something special. So I hope you all like, please review and tell me if I suck, what I need to do better, if you loved it -^_^- I don't care if all you have to say is I suck at writing, please just leave a review. This story will include the team, but the main focus will be on Artemis. If I mess something up according to young justice verse- please let me know because I'm not an expert on the show. I know the title sucks, but it's late at night and I can't think of anything else right now. :D Without further ado- The Arrow that didn't shoot straight

Chapter 1: Nightmares

I feel the rush of cool air hitting my face as I step out onto the street, I close my eyes relishing the gentle breeze.

"I told you what would happen Artemis!" he yells in my face, "Didn't you believe me, or did you want your mother to suffer," he says grabbing my hair and throwing me on the floor.

"Please I'm sorry I'll listen next time, I promise," I beg him.

He picks up the crowbar and I can hear the audible crack as it hits her legs.

"Mommy!" My cry is drowned out by her loud screams of pain.

I haven't even realized I've been walking until I see the gleam of metal from the school playground. I sit on the swing and allow myself to relax finally, away from the apartment I've called home the last few months. I remember speedy-red arrow yeah, that's really asserting his independence from his mentor, picking a name that's basically the same, and his threat.

Like I care what he thinks, telling me what to do in that sexy voice- Not that I find him attractive or anything. Not in the slightest.

I head home not wanting to worry my mother if she wakes up looking for me. As I slip through the front door and tiptoe past my mother's room, the call of my name stops me. Maybe I can just sneak past if I just- "Artemis, come here," my mother voice calls from the dark. Oh great Artemis you're supposed to be a part of a covert superhero team, and can't even sneak past your disabled mother. She switches on her bedside lamp as I walk slowly next to her bed. She gazes at me intently searching for something, I make my face blank hoping to fool her.

"What's wrong con gái?" She says softly and I almost swear I can feel waves of concern radiating off her.

"Nothing ma, I'm fine I just needed a little air." I reply looking away from her piercing eyes.

"Artemis-," I cut her off before she starts "I'm fine ma, just a little tired," my face is set but my eyes are pleading with her to stop.

She sighs, "Fine just know you can always come and talk to me." Her eyes are so sad and I can practically feel the self-hate rolling off her. She thinks if I talk to her everything will be better, but I know my problems won't go away.

"I know ma, I promise I'm fine." And as reassuring as I try to say it, I know she won't believe it. Mothers have a way of seeing right through their children, I guess it's something that automatically happens after they have kids. I remember trying to lie to hear after I had broken her favorite vase when I was younger, that was the last and only time I had ever tried lying again to her.

"Ok, then get some rest, I'll see you in the morning, Tôi yêu bạn." She says tenderly hugging me closely like I might turn into mist and float away if she lets go.

"Yeah cũng yêu anh," I murmur into her shoulder.

Walking back to my room I try to remember when this whole rift started between her and me.

When you caused dad to beat the crap out her, and cripple her permanently. Oh yeah, that's what happened. Could I be a worse daughter?

She doesn't blame me for it though, she blames herself for not protecting her daughters from their psycho criminal father- Jade and me. Jade promised to be there for me, but she left with him. She was my older sister, now she's just another reason to hate my father. He turned her against my mom, against me. The bastard who ruined my family, is my fucking father. When he started hanging out with me more after I turned eight I was happy, until I realized exactly what daddy did when he wasn't home. He taught me about everything I know, that wouldn't be considered kid friendly. I hadn't seen that bastard for months then when things finally looked like they would be ok, of course daddy dearest just had to show his face and fuck everything up.

"I heard you joined a new team full of superheroes," I jump hearing his mocking voice then curse myself for not noticing until then.

He laughs cruelly, "Oh, Artemis did I scare you?"

Stiffening I reply," What do you want?" I turn around in time to see his expression change into something dangerous and menacing full of painful promises.

"I would watch how you talk to me," his voice is like silk wrapped around barbed wire and it frightens me more than I care to admit, " I just wanted to congratulate you, I was starting to think you were just as stupid as your mother."

I want to smack that smirk off his face but instead I make my face blank and utter "Well it's not exactly following into the family business." A family full of criminals and I wonder why I'm so fucked up sometimes.

He smiles but his eyes are cold. "Oh, but it's exactly what daddy needed, a little spy while I take care of some important things."

I can't help but lose my uninterested expression as my eyes widen and I question "What the fuck are you talking about?"

He chuckles "That's not very ladylike Artemis."

I glare at him, "What makes you think that I would do anything for you?"

He laughs again, but this time it sounds darker, scarier "You will because I know you care a lot about your mother, and there's a lot more worse things I can do putting her in a wheelchair."

I swallow hard and gaze away from his cold assessing eyes. "Do you understand?" His voice is harsher now and I realize he's repeated himself, my mouth seems to start working again and I reply quietly "I understand, I won't disappoint you."

"Good, that's what daddy likes to hear, I'll be seeing you soon." And he disappears over the roof leaving me and my thoughts in a stupor.

Of course I ended up telling batman not that you can keep anything from him. So now I'm somewhat of a double agent for the league and my bastard father. The only thing is sometimes I'm not sure who I'll end up working for in the end. On that unpleasant thought I close my eyes knowing I won't sleep tonight. At least I won't have to see that bright asshole speedy or whatever his name is anytime soon.