Hello my freaky darlings! Chapter 1 is here! Well I hope you like the chapter, you get see some of Ariana's powers and past. Plus some kick butt action! Ok I'm done...enjoy the show (as in meaning the story). P.S: If I spelled Simon instead of Psimon I'm sorry, just tell me and I'll fix it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice, I just collect souvenirs for Beast Boy.

This strange man, named Psimon showed up at my cell. He is offering me a proposal, but what kind of proposal? I stood from the cold cell floor and faced him.

I crossed my arms in defense, "What kind of proposal?"

He gave me a crooked smile. "A job proposal, I've heard of your...profession."

I shook my head, "Look sorry to disappoint you, but I don't con people anymore."

He laughed, "No not that profession the one that happened three years ago."

I felt my heart stop, my words where logged in my throat. "That..." He nodded.

I took a deep breath and stood my ground, "No, I don't kill people."

He looked disappointed, "Why not? With your power you would be a wonderful addition to the Light."

My blood ran cold when I hear that name, the Light. I've heard about that group from the gangs in Gotham City. A group of the top villains, joined forces to destroy the League and now they want me to join. I shook my head violently, "No, a thousand times no!" I felt a rush of anger surge through me, "I will not join the Light! No matter how many times you ask the answer will always be no."

I felt his threatening aura as his eyes narrowed. "Well if you're not coming willingly, then I have but no choice but to take you by force."

My eyes widened, I could sense his presence in my mind. I force him out, and he looked shocked. "Two can play at this game," I said.

He smiled, "But I have the upper hand." I gave him a confused look, and then the guards of the prison were all at my door. It makes sense now, he had them all under his control. I laughed at Psimon, "Very clever but I'm the best at what I do."

He smiled, "Oh really?"

"Yes," I said behind the guards. Psimon looked around frantically for me. He noticed I used my powers of illusion to trick him. He didn't look happy about it either.

"Get her!"

I ran down the halls with the guards behind me, I could hear their footsteps come closer. I can't even use my powers to break them of the state Psimon put them in, he has them completely under control.

My path was then blocked by rows of guards, and shortly after the guards behind me caught up.

I was surrounded, one of the guards came up behind me and he chained my wrists. He had me locked down in his grasp. I take a deep breath, I have to focus my mind.

I heard Psimon's footsteps, he made his way through the crowd. He smiled, he looked pleased that he had won. "We telepaths have to stick together."

I chuckled, "No, I'm more of a lone wolf."

He scowled, "You see my powers are stronger than yours."

"Well the Justice League didn't think so," I said in a cocky attitude. He didn't really like that response.

He walked towards me and touched the golden locket that hung around my neck. He grabbed it and pulled it off, snapping the chain. He admired my necklace in his hand, and he clicked it open. He saw the picture of my parents, he looked at me. "What a lovely family you had. I wonder what happened to them?"

I squirmed around trying to get free. I looked him in the eye and I spit in his face. "People like you killed them," I said in a threatening tone. He wiped the spit off his face, and grabbed my chin. He was so close to my face, I could feel his mind trying to invade mine. But I fought him off as long as I could.

He released me and didn't look pleased with the results. I have to get out of here, and I have to think fast. I vowed I would never do something like I did three years ago. But this man wants me to do it again and that's not going to fly with me.

I sighed to myself, I promised my grandfather before he passed away that I will survive and I will! I looked around and saw an opening, I smiled. I turned my attention to Simon, "You know I pity you."

He looked surprised, "Why?"

"Because I'm going to do this," I kicked him in the jaw. He stepped away clenching his jaw. I flipped the guy behind me, sending him flying towards Psimon they collided. I broke the chains, and knee the guard coming towards me in the stomach. I ducked from a guard and he went flying into another. I rushed towards the wall and ran up. I ran across and jumped off, flipping in the air. I landed on my feet behind the crowd of guards. I took off running, I could hear Simon screaming that the top of his lungs.

"SHOOT HER!"

There was a fire of bullets, but I kept on running. I was hit in the arm and the leg, but I didn't care. I took a few lefts and rights until I made it outside.

It was hot and the dusty wind wasn't helping. I could hear the alarms ringing for an escaped prisoner. I rushed towards the metal fence, and laced my fingers through the wide holes. I climbed up and landed on my feet on the other side.

I looked back to see the huge solitary confinement prison. I sighed, I felt relieved and free. Finally free from three years in that place, and I'm never going back. I took off running into the desert ahead.

There was a sharp pain in my leg and arm, but I kept on running. I stopped for a rest and put my hand on my injury on my arm. I looked and saw my hand was covered in blood. I took a deep breath, I could feel the sweat drip from my forehead. My orange prison jumpsuit doesn't help at all with the heat. I continued on running.

It has been a few hours running in the desert, and I was more stumbling than running. The pain has intensified, and I can barely hold on. My legs gave in and I tumbled into the sandy ground. I laid there in the sand watching up at the shy. I saw buzzards flying above me, I guess fate is saying something. I ran my tongue over my chapped lips, and sighed.

I remember my childhood in Central City, it was the happiest time in my life. I would play with my best friend, Wally West. We would have the craziest time together. He's the only friend I ever had.

But my life changed when my parents were killed, they were visiting my grandfather in Gotham City. They were killed in a hostage situation held by the villain, The Joker. I had to move away to Gotham to live with my grandfather. He was very old and didn't really pay much attention to me.

My vision started to blur from the tears forming. I don't have the strength to wipe them away, so I let them fall. It felt nice against my burning skin. I could feel my energy slip away and everything was starting to fade away. It didn't take long to slip away completely leaving myself in the dark again.

I will unmask more of Ariana's past later on in the story, because that's how I roll. I bet you have many questions also? So please review! Because I will not post the next chapter if I don't get at least four reviews! Next chapter will be Nightwing's POV (just so you know). I hoped you enjoyed it. :)