A/N First chapter! Yes, I plan on doing one of these for everyone on the team. Just warning you now, there will be a LOT of angst in this one, because I find it hard to write comedy for Artemis. And yes, there will be much Spitfire.
And since I don't particularly want a lawsuit on my hands…
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice, Artemis, or any of the characters in this show. They belong to DC and Cartoon Network. And believe me, I would NOT wanna be them right now…
A is for Acclimate
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Artemis has always been a loner.
Trust no one. That was her fathers' first lesson, one he took great pleasure in teaching. And Artemis took it too her heart.
She didn't need anyone or anything; she could take care of herself just fine. Trust and emotions were just an invitation for more betrayal. And in her line of work, she didn't need to send out more invitations than necessary. There were enough people who already wanted to stab her in the back-sometimes literally.
So why in HELL, Artemis all but growled to herself, do I care what these sidekicks think?
It wasn't her job to get attached to a group of wanna-be heroes. Her job was to take down the League. The team was just a means to do so.
But…
For some reason, she did care what they thought.
She was thrilled when M'gann included her in mall-crawls and girls day out.
She was irritated when Robin teased her about her fighting, or when Superboy ignored her.
And more than anything, she was furious with Wally's stubborn insistence that she would never be anything more than a replacement for a man who didn't even want to be on the team.
The answer to these feelings was rather anti-climactic.
After being raised by an emotionally-stunted control-freak of a dad, she was bound to crave these feelings eventually.