Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice.
A/N: I hope you enjoy. And I still want to know, what pairing should there be?
To kmcmillen423 : Thanks you and I hope you enjoy the chapter.
To PrettyKitty Luvs U: Thank you. One vote for spitfire.
To Sakurako Nagasaki:
First thing first : cool profile picture. Thanks and yeah, pretty much all de-aged yj fics are about Robin or Kid Flash so it would be cool if there were other fanfictions with the team members (Artemis, Connor, Zatanna, Megan, Kaldur, Roy) were de-aged. Sure since you asked; I will take reviews in consideration when writing the story. I hope you enjoy the chapter.
To Guest (Jun 10): Thanks. And one vote for traught.
To Guest (Jun 11): Thanks and did you now aster is an actually word? And two points for traught.
I wake up, again, not knowing where I am. (I really hope this doesn't become a habit.) My eyes flutter open but I don't give any other sign I'm awake. I'm laying in a hospital bed attached to multiple wires that connect to several machines around me. The room I'm in is plain white and the only things in the pretty much bare room are: the bed I'm in, a door, and the multiple machines next to my bed. So the only thing info I can get from these room is that someone "cares" about my health. But who then? Sighing I put my weight on my left arm and yank the wires off me. I push the covers off me and get off the bed, when I look to see that my green outfit had been replaced with a hospital gown. Today was not my day... I start walking towards the door when suddenly opens.
"Artemis you're awake!" I see a green teenage girl who could be a martian.
"Who are you?" I ask curious how two people know my real name and I don't know them.
"Hello Megan!" She facepalming herself. "You've been de-aged, you don't remember any of us." So I know them? The ginger speedster and green girl. What did she mean "de-aged"?
"What do you mean 'de-aged'?
"I need to go get Batman. Just wait here, Artemis."
I watch her close the door behind her and resist the urge to snort. Did she really think I would just stay here and twiddle my thumbs? Cause if she does she must really know me that well or at all. I try opening the door but it's locked but that doesn't discourage me at all. I run my hand through my hair until I feel a hair pen that I keep just case I need to pick a lot. I remove it from my golden blonde hair and start on the lock, it takes less than a minute. I put the pin back in my hair and I open the door and step out to a hallway were the Dark Knight and green girl were. This was so not my day.
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