So... I know it's been done before, but read it anyway please. This is like, one of my first fanfictions ever, so no flaming. If you think it sucks, then don't read it.

Oh! Also, in this story Artemis has powers, so be prepared for that. One of her powers will be that she can change her appearance, I'm not quite sure what the rest will be, because I'll be making them up as I go. Anyway, that's about it. Enjoy!

"speech"

'thoughts'

-YJ-

Artemis-

'When the hell had school become such a nightmare?' I thought, as I once again got shoved into the lockers, my books flying everywhere. 'Oh, wait. Now I remember. Stupid scholarship.' Ever since I got that bloody scholarship and came here, people have been looking down at me like I was the piece of gum they scraped off their shoe. It was actually kinda funny at first, knowing that I could kill them 12 different ways with a pen. After a while though, it started getting really aggravating, and now I just want to beat them to a pulp every time they look at me funny. My mother, however, would not be very happy with me if I did that, and so I endured.

'My mom' the thought made me sigh. My mother and I got into a huge fight last night. I don't even remember how it started, only how it ended.

-Flashback-

"-mom you can't be serious-"

"Artemis, shut up!" she shouted, and, stunned, I stopped talking. "That's enough Artemis." she sighed.

"But, mom-" I tried again, only to be cut off.

"NO, Artemis, and that is final! I am tired of you always whining to me about everything!-"

"I do not whine to you about everything, in fact I barely talk to y-"

"DO NOT INTERUPT ME! I am DONE! You're right, you barely talk to me, and when you do talk to me, it's to WHINE! First of all, you need to talk to your mother more Artemis, like a NORMAL teenager. I have fed you, clothed you, and put a roof over your head for so long, and HOW do you repay me?! By whining about school!" I just looked at my mom in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked, glaring at her. " You've fed me, clothed me and put a roof over my head for so long? Really? Because I remember being raised by my abusive, assassin father after my mom was thrown in jail when I was young. I remember being starved and beaten for every infraction I made. I remember being forced to fight my older sister until one of us passed out. I remember being thrown into the woods for the summer, with daddy dearest checking every month to make sure I hadn't died. What I don't remember, though, is you being there for any of it." By the time I had finished my rant, she was looking at me like I had kicked her dog. I don't know why she's feeling bad, she was the one who brought it up, not me.

"Artemis, I'm sorr-" she started, only for me to get angry again.

"You're sorry? Is that what you were going to say? Well, sorry doesn't cut it." I said as I walked towards the hallway, to my room. "Oh," I stopped to look at her again. "and by the way, I only talk to you about school because you ask, and I didn't want you to feel like I don't care." I then turned away, and walked into my room, leaving my mother behind.

-End Flashback-

By the time I had woken up, my mom had already gone to work. I sighed as I walked to the mostly empty parking lot. I don't have a car, unfortunately. We're to poor to afford one, and so I walk home. Today, however, I didn't want to go home, but I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. Then, suddenly a thought hit me, 'The cave!' but then I remembered that nobody wanted me there. Well, at least Wally and Roy don't want me there, and everyone else picked their side. 'But still,' I reasoned. 'Wally might not be there.' So, I decided I'd go to the cave, if somewhat reluctantly.

I started making my way through Gotham, towards the zeta beam, when I saw Dick Grayson staring at me. When he saw me looking, he turned away quickly, pretending to do something else. I rolled my eyes at him. Honestly, he's terrible at hiding his identity. I know that he's Robin, have ever since I first saw him. He has the same build, same hair and complexion. It's like he thinks that if he takes his glasses off, and slicks his hair back, no one will recognize him. Which, I am very disappointing to say, is true. He, of course, doesn't know that I know who he is, so he stays away from me, watching me creepily throughout the day.

I continued on my way to the zeta beam, until I got there. I stood in front of the out of order telephone booth, and stared at it. 'Oh, come on!' I thought, 'Am I honestly scared of gong in there? Even if Wally's in there, the worst he could do is call me a replacement.' How I couldn't be more wrong.

ARTEMIS B-0-7

'Where is everyone?' I wondered, looking around the empty living room. 'Maybe no one's here.' I thought happily. ' Maybe, Conner and Megan are on a date, and Kaldur's in Atlantis! Wally, and Robin could be hanging out in Gotham, or Keystone.' I should have known better than to get my hopes up. As I was walking to my room quietly, I heard something coming from one of the rooms. I stepped closer and heard talking. It was the team. Now normally I wouldn't care about what they talk about, and I was about to leave, until I heard my name. I walked over to the door quietly, as to not alert them to my presence, and pressed my ear against the door.

"-Hahaha! That was great! So, what do you think Artemis will do when she sees the gifts we left in her room? Hahaha!" That was Wally. Ugh, his laugh is so annoying- wait... did he say my room?

"I think she's gonna flip and start yelling at us, but that's gonna be hard, considering I spiked her food with stuff that will make it impossible to talk for at least a week. It's gonna be hilarious watching her scream at us silently." was the reply he got from Robin. He spiked my food? When? And how the heck did he get here before me?

" Don't you guys think this is a little harsh?" said Conner.

" Yeah, I feel kind of bad for doing this." 'Et tu Megan,' I thought, making sure she couldn't hear me.

" Do not worry Megan. It is what's best for the team. With Artemis gone, we will have Red Arrow, which will help us greatly." I couldn't take anymore. I got up and left, running silently to my room. As the door opened, my heart stopped, and I felt anger build up inside of me. My room was completely trashed.

My Alice in Wonderland book that Jade gave me was soaked with pages torn out of it. My dresser was broken, and my bed was covered in goo. The thing that got me really angry, though, was what they did to my walls. I painted my walls. I spent days working on a beautiful mural that, to any person that saw it, looked like a nice but random mural. To me however, that was my life story, I poured my heart and soul into it, and they ruined it. They took paint and threw it onto my walls, covering up my masterpiece. Then, in black paint, it said 'We don't want you here. Leave!' It was all just too much. I decided I needed a shower, a nice hot shower, where the burning of my flesh will take my mind off of things. When I got into the bathroom, I checked my shampoo to make sure they didn't put any dye in it. They did. I sighed and got another bottle and checked that one, it was shampoo. I turned on the water, and allowed myself to cry for the first time in years.

When I finished showering, I wrote a resignation up for Bruce. After I was done with that I ignored my ruined room, and walked out the door. Luckily for me, no one was in the living room, so I got to the zeta tube without a problem. As I walked home, all I could think about was getting home to my room, and crying myself to sleep. As I approached the door to our apartment, I noticed it was slightly ajar, which immediately put me on edge. I slowly opened it fully to reveal my ruined living room. The couch was ripped, all the pictures were cracked, and the coffee table was flipped. What got my attention, though, was the flipped wheelchair in the corner of the room.

"No." I muttered, running towards my mothers prone form, flipping her onto her back so I could look at her. I wish I hadn't. There was a hole in her chest, where her heart had apparently been ripped out. Carved into her forehead, was the Shadows insignia. "Oh, God no. Please. No no no no no. This can't be happening." I started frantically looking around for anything that would indicate this was a dream. I found nothing. This was really happening. "Okay Artemis, pull yourself together." I said, roughly pushing myself off of the floor.

I ram to my room, and packed all my stuff. I then looked around to make sure no one was watching out of habit, and then carefully lifted a piece of the wooden floor up to reveal a little hidey hole. Inside of said hidey hole, was millions of dollars. When I was still living with my dad, one of my uncles died, and left all of his fortune to me. He was an entrepreneur and a millionaire. I, of course, hid this from my father. Not only am I a millionaire, but I am also the legal owner of many estates throughout the U.S. I took all of my money, and fled.