So here's the gist; I will have one chapter for every member, and probably at least two of the mentors. I warn you, this will get dark. First up is Artemis, and a pretty harmless chapter.

M'gann curiously shuffled trough the mail. All the bills, ads, and magazines were fascinating to her, since on Mars most things were transmitted telepathically. They seldom got personal letters, though once in a while someone would get a birthday card, a greeting from someone far away, or even an invitation.

M'gann stopped shuffling at the sight of a neatly folded, pure white letter.

No stamps, no signing, only 'ARTEMIS' written in a very precise, slightly festive hand.

M'gann knew better than to go through someone's mail, so she flew off to hand Artemis her letter.

I wonder what it says?

Artemis was pouring milk into a glass when M'gann softly floated by, looking around a bit before sighting her. The Martian's entire green-freckled face lit up in an innocent smile as she changed course and flew over.

"Here you are, Artemis! You got a letter. It doesn't say from whom, but I'll bet it's very personal since your name is written by hand, see?" M'gann rambled and pointed at the ink black name in the precise middle of the envelope.

Artemis shrugged and went to get a knife to tear it open. After all, she almost never got letters. She might as well treasure this one.

Taking the content from its envelope, Artemis found not a folded piece of paper, but a small, exactly envelope-sized one, totally blank.

Artemis frowned and turned it, trying to ignore the watchful stare of M'gann.

Correction, it wasn't blank. On the behind was a carefully structured and neatly written poem.

Before she got a chance to read it, a voice next to her ear made her jump. "Ooh, blondie got a love poem? Cute." Wally sipped his juice box, paying no heed to Artemis's glare and M'gann's wide eyes.

"Wally! I told you I hate it when you do that!"

"Why else do you think I do it, hun?" Wally smirked at her, making her fume more.

"Uh, guys, I don´t think this is a love poem. Well, I wouldn't know because honestly earth people sometimes confuse me with their ways, but this doesn't seem very romantic." M'gann stopped the battle of stares, bringing their attention back to the letter.

Wally, the speedster already done reading, muttered a "The hell?" next to her, prompting her even further to start reading on her own.

Baa baa, black sheep

Have you any secrets?

Yes sir, Yes sir,

About three buckets.

I lied about my being

I earned my teammate's trusts

And let my ambitions and dreams be crushed.

M'gann seemed just as confused as Wally, but Artemis was not.

Not confused.

Maybe a bit scared.

It may have been her guilty imagination playing with her, but she was pretty sure someone was hinting at her secret, the one her teammates didn't know of.

She was the daughter of a criminal, one that was forgotten but still dangerous. Roy had an inkling, and only let it be because Batman and green Arrow knew everything and decided to keep it a secret. As far as they knew, she used to do work for her father, forced by him to commit crimes for his gain.

What Batman and her 'uncle' didn't know, was that she was still in touch with him…and still serving him. Secretly.

"I know that one, it's a nursery rhyme. Though someone obviously changed it…What's he mean by 'secrets', Arty? Or, y'know, I guess it could be a she…" Wally trailed off, awaiting her response.

Artemis tried to lie, terrible as she was at it, but choked on her words. M'gann had shaken the envelope while contemplating what that odd poem could mean, and out had fallen a picture,

A picture of Artemis and a Mr. Crock walking and speaking in a bad-neighbourhood street.

Wally snatched the picture before she could.

"Who's that guy? That your dad? 'Cause he has the same hair, and kinda the same eyes too."

Artemis desperately tried to grab the picture, but Wally was taller than her, so he simply held it up. "What's with you? It's just a picture."

"What's going on here?"

Oh no.

Artemis swallowed.

Oh, no no no. Why now?

Ollie, known as Green arrow and her uncle, walked into the kitchen, seeming amusedly surprised at the scene. He probably thought it was just kids playing around, being all sibling-like.

He had no idea.

Artemis could only watch as he took the picture form Wally's hands, the speedster not daring to make a move to snatch it back from the man he knew so 's pleasant face changed from amused, to confused, to angry.

"Artemis?" he sounded. Artemis said nothing, and could do little but shake her head.

"Artemis. What is this?" he asked louder, tearing his eyes away from the piece of paper and to the gray eyes of his trainee.

"I-I, I…" Artemis stuttered, on the verge of tears.

Wally looked back and forth the two, seeming completely lost about what was going on. M'gann looked worried, wringing her hands together.

"ARTEMIS!" Ollie finally bellowed, scaring all of them into taking a few steps backwards. Wally was shocked now, squeezing the half-full juice box, M'gann borderline horrified.

"M-mister Arrow, what-"

She could say no more as Ollie grabbed Artemis's arm and harshly guided her away. A question from Wally was silenced with a move of the hand before he'd even asked.

Ollie contacted Batman, leaving the young archer's two teammates in shocked silence.

Baa baa, black sheep.

"You don't understand, he has a hold over my mother! He'll kill her!"

Artemis's muffled voice reached J'onn as he walked over to Batman, who was standing outside of Artemis's room. Inside, Ollie was talking with her about her father and their companionship. The argument had gotten rather loud over the past minutes.

"So it is true? She has not been true to her identity?" J'onn questioned in his usual husky but calm voice.

Batman only nodded, staring in front of himself.

Why hadn't he seen it? Had he been blinded by her crocodile tears as she'd explained to them how her shady past was behind her?

J'onn seemed to get the general gist of Batman's thoughts, even when he wasn't reading his mind. He put a solemn hand on his shoulder, a gesture of comfort and understanding.

"I fear the child does not know her own intentions, Batman. Perhaps we need to see this with her eyes." he mused.

Batman rumbled something, wondering whether to trust his thoughts with this man. J'onn was decent enough, but Batman was just not the type who shared."What I'm wondering is who sent the letter?" J'onn raised a non-existent eyebrow, implying to continue.

Batman handed him the matter, along with the photograph that had started everything.

The Martian read over it, frowning slightly afterwards."No indication?" he asked, not needing to say more than that.

"None." Batman answered, leaving both of them in a worried silence.

Someone was watching.

So, this is the first one. Does someone want me to continue? 'Cause I do…

Rhyme used; Baa Baa Black sheep