(Okay, that last fan fiction got pretty... lets say 'escalated'. I really let my anger muse out of that and it kinda got creepy... but say no more for here comes my favorite couple of all time. Speedy and Cheshire.)

I had him right where I wanted him. My target, some redhead bowman, wont know what hit him... after all, I never miss a mark. I know I can outrun him and I believe he does too. I can't believe the hit for him, how could I say no to a million bucks. Just for some Matchstick with a bow and arrow. Honestly I would have paid ten dollars. Wow I really just said 'Bucks'. All this American slang is really gotten a hold of me I mentally remind myself.

Suddenly he stops, bow withdrawn and arrow poised ready to fire. Wow, when you get a good look at him he is quite muscular... this might be harder then I thought. It doesn't matter anyway, soon he'll be worm food and I'll be filthy rich. Stop! no killing remember, Rouge wants him alive I mentally scold myself.

He redraws his arrow after spotting me, phew!, the arrow had flown right under me as I leapt into the air. You would think he would be a better shot then that. As I land, he withdraws and fires three more times quickly and I just smack his arrows away like they were nothing more then bubbles. "Cute arrows, do they come in mens size?" That comment got to him. His eyes grew to the size of quarters but quickly regained his cool after he pulled out an arrow with a glowing red tip. His trademark smirk never leaving his face.

The archer positioned himself and fired, only for the projectile to fall short of me and land a few inches from my feet. "Ha, smooth shot. Somebody needs a little more time in the gym." I snorted at the smirking archer. "Sorry Smiley." His grin grew wider and revealed a button on his belt, "Hate to wreck your perfect figure."

My face grew wide, hopeful that he couldn't see, half the reason was because I was in deep shit and the other from his complement. Quickly, I manage to cartwheel out of the way, just as the bolt of the arrow exploded, shrapnel narrowly missing my torso. As I regain myself, I was only to be greeted with more exploding missiles. I sharply sidestep away from the detonating barbs, one stupid piece of metal scrapping my left shoulder to leave a quite mean gash. Finally I had gotten close enough to unsheathe my claws.

"My, my. Those are pretty big. Careful, you might poke someone's eye out." I rolled my eyes at the snide remark. "Shame I can't say the same for you." He blushed deeply and looked at the floor with a huff. What a child I smirk towards myself.

The redhead held up his bow, rekindling the shaft of his arrow to fire. I quickly took action. Jumping towards him, I slice his bow into three pieces with one swift movement. That really pissed him off but before he had time to react I kicked him into a pine tree. His back slammed into the base roughly. He raised something in his hand but I swiftly kicked it too the ground.

My foot was and inch from his head. Suddenly a huge grin found its way onto the redheads face. "What's so funny, Ronald McDonald?" I shot a quizzical look at him, though I doubt he can see it through my mask. "Just the view, doll face. Nice ass by the way." He winked to me when he was finished. I immediately dropped my leg and a blush spread through my cheeks like a wildfire.

"Do that again and there will be consequences." I managed to sputter out. As I threatened him, I took a twig from the ground and snapped it in between my claws. He got the message almost instantly and gulped loudly. After a few moments of silence, "Hi I'm Speedy." The marksman attempted to start a conversation, "You remind me of a little girl I used to know."

"Oh shut up! Very soon you'll be on your way to the Brotherhood and I'll be filthy rich" I beamed proudly at the thought of money. I looked back at 'Speedy' and notice he didn't seem fazed by what I said, only cringing at the word. Brotherhood.

"She was Vietnamese, like you, and I actually really liked her." Then Speedy changed his glance to stare me directly into my eyes. The next thing he did was crazy.

Everything suddenly grew silent. Speedy raised his hand that I assumed was traveling to my mask, so I swatted it down however it just kept traveling. Not taking his eyes off mine. The unthinkable happened, Speedy took off his mask. His sky-blue eyes stared into my mask. I was so shocked that I didn't realize he had just take my mask off. Oh shit...

"Your gonna pay fo-" "I knew it was you all along Jade." Oh shit! shit! shit! "The emerald eyes don't help." Well fuck.

"You do realize I have to take you in... Roy" I listened to my own words and cringed at the bluntness of them. "We both know you don't have to." He place both of his hands on my shoulders. Wait... what's that on his wrist. I grab his wrist and pointed at it accusingly. "You know I-... Wait! What the hell is this! Roy have you been doing freaking Heroin?!" His eyes grew to saucepans and the bowman nervously rubbed the back of his neck, I could tell his hair was on edge. I could see it in his eyes, they read 'oh shit.'

"Yes, look, Jade. I lost control for a bit. I swear now I'm different now, you know, being a titan and all." I could feel the anger in my eyes fade. "We were fourteen years old, you know..." I turned my head and said coldly, not wanting to look at him. "Hey, we went our separate ways, now your a sexy assassin and I'm a titan." Jade smirked at that, it just summed up the situation all to well.

But Jade soon remembered her goal, and honestly she likes the money better. An evil smirk played on her face. "Maybe we could kiss and make up?" She emphasized the kiss and bit her lip seductively. Speedy was honestly surprised but obliged. Just before there faces completely closed the gap, Jade sent a flying round house kick straight into Speedy's jaw.

"Sorry Speedy, but I'm a gold digger"

(Hi guys, hoped you like it. Again its a first for me so don't be to harsh, I'll get better. Next time I promise I'll explain Speedy and Cheshire's past. I will also make next story in third person, sorry just wanted to try Cheshire's thoughts. Until next time, peace out)