Prompt: You will be able to see the world in full color once you meet your soulmate but until then, you can only see the world in the eye color of your soulmate.

She knew all the shades.

Artemis Crock knew her uniform was a dark shade of green. It resembled the color of the grass under her feet or the leaves on the trees during the warmer months. She had the privilege of seeing such a color. The arrow emblem across her chest was a lighter shade, resembling a granny smith apple. From the palest mint to the darkest forest green, she saw each one stand out against the grayscale world. Her favorite was the shade that resembled the color of limes. It was bright and vivid, especially against the grays she'd known her whole life. She wanted so badly to see what it'd look like compared to other colors her mother spoke of, especially red. She had no idea why, but something about the way her mother described it made her want to know where in the world it fit into place. Almost like a puzzle.

Green eyes were rare. If she remembered correctly from her freshman biology class only a measly 2% of the world's population had green eyes. So of course, her soulmate had green eyes. That was her luck.

Very rarely did she meet people with green eyes. When she did, her heart would skip a beat and she'd mentally count to ten with her eyes closed in the hopes of that when she reopened them, there would be color.

At first, she thought it was her elementary school crush. His eyes weren't entirely green. They were mixed with something else (from what her mother told her she assumed blue), which made them have days of being more green than blue or vice versa. Her mother described it as a sea green. The idea appealed greatly to the archer, but nothing came out of holding hands on the playground as a second grader.

The same thing happened with her first boyfriend. He wasn't really her boyfriend, just a boy who was a really good friend and who she happened to kiss at the 8th grade dinner dance she was forced her to go to. His eyes were a shade of green that looked like a gemstone she'd only seen in pictures - jade. It was also a name shared with her older sister whose eyes were a dark shade of brown, again, from what her mother said. Anyway, his eyes were pretty, sure, but they weren't her favorite shade. Their kiss wasn't like what she expected out of movies or books. There was no spark, no fireworks, and certainly no color after it.

Today was the day she'd been anticipating for the past few weeks. Oliver (Ollie, GA, Green Arrow, whatever she wanted to call him at the moment) had gotten her a spot on the newest team of sidekicks formed by Robin, Aqualad, Kid Flash, and some newer heroes she wasn't familiar with. She was new to the whole hero thing. The vibrant green suit on her body and the sling of arrows with bow she carried were still foreign objects to her.

The thought of being around strangers made her uneasy. Although she didn't want to admit it, she didn't know how to make friends, real friends. Her school friends were, like herself, a group of teenagers with colorful pasts that somehow tolerated each other during their lunch hour at Gotham North High School. The teenagers she was about to meet, on the team, they'd become more than just acquaintances. She'd work with them, spend time getting to know them, save the world with them. Surely she had to get them to like her. Somehow.

When she met Oliver outside of the broken-down photo booth just off of Gotham's main street, her hands were trembling. She'd never admit it to her mentor simply because she didn't want to give up the illusion she was tough. Nothing got to her, or so she let on.

"Ready, kiddo?"

Artemis nodded in response before she watched Oliver step into the gray toned booth. After a flash of bright light his forest green outfit disappeared. She took a deep breath before following suit, having done this a dozen times before.

"Recognized, Artemis, B07. Transporting."

Seconds later she was in a large, unfamiliar room surrounded by kids her own age all dressed in their hero getups. She was looking around taking it all in; the mentors, the computers, the mentees. It was nothing like she imagined. There was no sign of color she could see. Everything was grayscale.

"Team, this is Artemis," Oliver's voice snapped her from her daze. Immediately she tensed up, clutching her bow in her hand.

"Hi," she said awkwardly, darting her gaze away from the group of four. She could've sworn there were five of them. Who was missing?

"Artemis! Hi!" The Martian girl's voice chirped. Her green skin was vibrant against the grays of the world around them. "I'm M'gann! You can call me that or Megan, I don't care which. That's Conner," she said pointing to the one in the black Superman shirt, "Kaldur," she pointed to the dark-skinned male with tattoos down his arms, "and Robin," she pointed to the shorter boy with the mask. None of them had green eyes and it slightly disheartened the archer.

"They're just waiting on one mo-" Oliver's voice was cut off by the Zeta Tube's computer.

"Recognized Kid Flash, B03."

"Guys I'm here!" He had his hands full of beach equipment; a towel, sunscreen, an umbrella. Artemis's eyebrows furrowed together. What in the world. He was a hero? Hero of the losers, maybe. After a few steps, he tripped, dropping everything. Artemis snickered, her eyes closing as she covered her mouth. It was a poor attempt at keeping some sort of composure.

"Wally!" M'gann's voice called as she frantically flew over to him, offering to help him up.

"Uh, somebody wanna tell me who the girl is?" He asked as he slowly picked himself up off the ground.

"The newest addition to the team, that's who," Artemis answered, taking a step in his direction. "Kid Flash, huh? A little late for a speedster," she teased. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and locked with his. They were the brightest green she had ever seen. Especially against his fiery red hair.

She stopped herself immediately after the thought. Red? She glanced around the room. M'gann's red hair was noticeable too, as was the red Superman logo against Conner's black shirt. It was just like her mother described it and she fell in love right then and there. She looked over at Oliver and noticed his blonde hair, then over at the wall seeing all the different shades of brown in the rocks.

"Oh my god," she mumbled as she blinked a few times, just making sure she wasn't crazy. She found color which meant that Wally was her soulmate.

"Artemis?" Oliver's voice asked, reaching out to gently touch her shoulder. She jumped, snapping out of the trance she fell into. "Are you good?"

"Yeah...yeah, I'm good," she nodded as she was still taking in all of the color. She let out a shaky deep breath, for now keeping the secret of color and her soulmate to herself.

She decided that Wally's eyes were her new favorite shade of green, red was her second favorite color, and that nothing would ever compare to the feeling in her gut at the combination of the two.


wow it has been far too long since I've published! this is the first step in an exciting new adventure! I'm going to be posting short drabbles and oneshots spitfire related here. I don't know how often it'll get updated but it will so if that is interesting to you at all, please check back!

ALSO keep an eye out for a chalant story similarly formatted to this one as well. I'd love to do more of my otps in the future but as I am a busy college student, this is the best I've got.

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