AN: I should probably be working on Meshi but I just had to write this, even if it does suck.
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice
"ARTEMIS!"
No, no she can't be… She isn't gone she can't be. We are the Earth's last hope we can't let them done we can't let this planet die.
I think the situation is just starting to dawn on me. I've watched innocent civilians, my uncle, and the entire Justice League die today without mourning but that was on television screens. Now I've watched my teammate die right in front of me… No, that wasn't it, that wasn't why watching her die was so painful. I'm sure if I watched any of the others die it wouldn't be this bad, there wouldn't be this hollow feeling in my chest, particularly my heart.
First Nelson told me to go catch my own spitfire and it was obvious he meant Artemis but I ignored him. Then in Bialya Arty and I got along perfectly, I even began to like her until our memories were restored. And now… now that she is gone I realize just how much I care, perhaps even love her.
"Those aliens are so dead! Every last one of them, if it's the last thing I do!"
What is left of the team has broken into the mother ship, we are going to kill every last one of these a**holes just like I vowed. And even better, we are going to save all the people we thought we lost, we are going to save her.
But now they are telling me that we were wrong, that everyone was really dead. Robin is planting the bombs to destroy the whole blasted ship. He knew, he knew all along that there was no chance. No hope at all to save Flash, or the League, or Aqualad, or Artemis. They are all dead, gone forever out of our lives. And now it all comes crashing down on me again.
I have truly and permanently lost my spitfire.
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