Okay, so this is an idea I had when watching Young Justice. Just thought I put it out there and see how it works. Little note- this version of Green Arrow is the Smallville version. If I do continue this it will feature some DC heroes as teenagers for example Zatanna, Question and Huntress just to name a few. For any other readers who are waiting for an upload for A Lesson in Love or any others those are coming soon. But for now enjoy this! I don't own any of this except for Michaela, her planet and her jerk wad of a father. If I did own Young Justice or DC comics Superman wouldn't be such a jerk to Superboy, Wonder Woman and Batman would get married, Teen Titans the show would be back on and there would be new episodes right now with Beast Boy! Please Enjoy!

Emeriti, Solar System; October 14? 15:00?

4 year old Princess Michaela smiled as another piece of cake was placed in front of her. It was only a week and a half before the young princess' fifth birthday and she was more than happy to taste test the food, especially the cake. So far, she had tasted a chocolate cake, a vanilla, a banana (of all things) and more but she still couldn't decide. It all tasted good and the young princess still hadn't determined what her favorite color was; she still didn't know what her favorite color was. But her she was, tasting every taste that they gave her. Quite frankly, Michaela didn't mind-it was trying on dresses that the princess detested. Michaela waited patiently for another piece of cake to be placed in front of her when the screaming started. Michaela looked up scared before running to the throne room to find her father. She ran as fast as her little legs would take her as she ran to find her father. As she rounded the corner that was near the throne room, Michaela tripped over something. Pulling herself up she screamed as she realized it was the dead body of her nanny, Amelia.

"Well who do we have here?" Michaela jumped as she stared at the large intimidating man who walked towards her, with another behind him. She swallowed and scrambled backwards on her hands as she pushed herself against a wall. "Aww, looks like we got ourselves a little princess."

"Le-leave me alone!" she stuttered and tried to blink back the tears. She looked between Amelia's body and the men knowing all too well that would soon be her. One of the men behind the larger laughed causing the small child to jump back in fear.

"Aw, you think you're gonna end up like her?" he asked and the small child couldn't help but nodded slowly "oh trust me, what we got in stored for you makes that look nice."

"What do you want with me?" she cried letting the tears fall blurring her vision.

"Oh, you'll see." the larger man smirked reaching out to grab the scared child when three arrows landed on each man's chest. A large electric shock ran through them causing them to drop unconscious. Michaela stared at the men shocked before turning to her rescuer. He was dressed in all green with black stripes. He wore a hood over his face with black sunglasses covering his eyes, in his hand was a green bow and several bows were strapped to his back. He spotted Michaela looking at him and took down the hood and removed his sunglasses to reveal his blonde hair and brown eyes.

"Hey you alright? Did they hurt you?" he asked, his features etched with worry for the child. She shook her head, her eyes darting to Amelia's dead body. The man swore under his breath before turning Michaela towards him causing her to look him in the eyes. "Listen to me, I need to get you out of here okay? If I don't more bad men will come for you, okay? And we don't want that, do we?"

"N-no…" she stuttered and he gave her a small comforting smile. Michaela looked up at him trembling and the tears started falling down harder than before. "I'm going to die aren't I?"

"What? No! No you're not going to die!" he said fiercely wiping away her tears. He took her face softly and made her look up at him. "Listen to me-you are not going to die. I swear on my life that I will protect you. It's not only a promise, but a fact. I'll always be there for you. Do you understand me?"

"I-I understand." she whimpered and he pushed her sandy blonde hair back away from her face.

"It's gonna be okay, kid- I promise. My name's Oliver Queen, by the way but you can call me Ollie if you want." he smiled and she rubbed her eyes sniffing.

"My name's Michaela." she said and he smiled wider. Oliver Queen reached out for Michaela and she took his hands. Oliver cradled the small child to his chest kissing her forehead. Michaela wrapped her small arms around his neck, not wanting to leave the warmth he provided her. She had to admit that she had never felt this type of warmth before, not even with her own father king Barton. Oliver ran out of the castle and Michaela watched as the only place she ever knew disappeared before her eyes.

"Michaela!" the small princess turned forward and smiled to see her father standing a few feet away from her. Oliver put her down and she ran to her father smiling through her tears.

"Daddy, you're okay!" she squealed running up to him, her arms outstretched so he could pick her up and hold her the way Oliver did. But he didn't-he simply grabbed her wrist roughly before turning to two men.

"Thank you for finding my daughter. Now if you'll excuse me, I have business to take care of." he said and one of the men, who frightened Michaela because he was green all over, spoke up in disbelief. "He's going to give her over to them. A trade for them to stop attacking the country." he said and Michaela turned to her father in horror, waiting for him to deny what the green man said. It never came-her father, the man who tucked her in every night and read her bedtime stories, was planning on giving her away to their attackers for a trade. Michaela shook, her jade eyes watering up in hurt. Suddenly, she was being ripped away from her father. She looked up to see a woman with black hair and blue eyes wearing something Michaela had heard was inappropriate, but by the way she held Michaela and whispered comforting words in her ear, the young princess could care less. The woman began to walk away when she heard her father and Oliver yelling as well as the voices of the other two men. The woman sat her in a seat and gave her a warm smile.

"I'll be right back, sweetie." she smiled and Michaela nodded, watching her disappear. She looked out the window and could make out Oliver yelling with her father and couldn't help but feel comforted that the other two men were yelling on her behalf as well. Just as quickly as the woman disappeared, she returned even faster with a man dressed like a magician. He bent down and smiled at her.

"Well, hello there. What's your name?" he asked and Michaela sniffed wiping her eyes.

"Michaela." "You and your name are very beautiful Michaela." he smiled and she nodded her thanks. He took off his top hat and looked at her smiling "Michaela, do you like stuffed bears?"

"Yes, I do." she smiled and he put his hand in his hat, to reveal a stuffed bear that was half her size. It was yellow with black eyes and wore a red short sleeved shirt. Michaela opened her eyes in shock, looking from the man, to the hat and the bear rapidly.

"How did you do that?"

"I'm a homo magi, my darling. Or someone who can perform magic." he amended so she could understand. Michaela's eyes widened in surprise and she hugged her bear tighter, before turning to the man.

"So my bear is magic?" she asked and both he and the woman laughed.

"No not exactly in that sense, but it can cause you to have magical moments with it." Michaela simply smiled nodding her head, before hugging him.

"Thank you for my new bear." she smiled and he hugged back.

"Your quite welcome, darling." he said as he pulled a silver box out of his hat. He put a key in a small hole and turned it on causing a lullaby to play, before placing it on the seat next to her. "If you'll excuse me, I have to take my leave now."

"Okay." she said yawning. The two adults exchanged smiles before walking away. Michaela leaned her head back against the chair hugging her bear closer to her. Slowly, she began to drift off to sleep when she realized she was being lifted. She opened her eyes half way to see Oliver lifting her up before sitting down placing her on his lap. Michaela snuggled up to Oliver and he locked his arms around the small girl. Michaela smiled clinging to her teddy bear. It didn't matter that her father tried to trade her so her home would stop being attacked or that her country was being slaughtered. No, what mattered to her was that Oliver was here with her and he would always be there for her, just like he promised.

So that's it! Please Review if I should continue this or if something doesn't make sense!Thanks!