February 17th, 2010:

Artemis groaned as she rolled over on the sofa of Oliver Queen's mansion for what seemed like the hundredth time, the fastest annoyance on the planet- Wally Queen West- quickly changing the channels as his body guard- the biggest albino gorilla Artemis had ever seen in her life- did some job or another in his office.

"What's wrong with you?" Wally asked as he looked at the blonde, but still somehow managed to continue changing channels.

Artemis glared at him, then rolled of the couch and stood in front of him, planting her hands on her hips.

The red headed boy sighed as her glare became even more intense, shut the TV off and looked up at her, throwing his arms up in the arm. "What?!"

Artemis continued frowning, moving her hands from her hips and crossing her arms. "Aren't you the least bit worried about Greg and Ollie? They've been gone for two days now; no word from them!"

Wally sighed and rolled his eyes at Artemis' words. He got up from the couch and placed both hands on her shoulders, her glare darkening. "They're both okay, Arty."

She growled at the nickname, having already warned him that she hated it, but the boy continued speaking. "Ollie's a master archer with a quick mouth that seems to; somehow; always get him out of trouble. And Greg's just as awesome."

With that he retracted his hands and crossed his own arms, smirking. "Besides, the fact that they haven't called yet is good news. Their trail on Bugsy is real."

Artemis grounded her teeth and clenched her fists tightly but granted the boy the victory, for once admitting that his logic was a bit less flawed than before. Then she sat down on the sofa once more and snatched the controller, making Wally groan.

"I was watching that!"

"... Shut up, Baywatch."


"Whoah! This is so cool, you guys!" Richard gasped with wide eyes as he saw James floating around with anti-gravity shoes, Hartley sitting beside him on the large crate in an abandoned house in one of the shadier parts of Central City.

"I know, right?!" James agreed, performing back flips and front flips and all kinds of tricks to entertain his best friends.

"How did you guys even find this place?" Richard asked in awe, looking around the house.

It was dilapidated and broken down, with chunks of the walls breaking off and falling, dust and dirt covering everything, and broken furniture all around. It was an ideal place for the trouble makers.

"Why is the Allen brat here?"

James's eyes widened in shock at the new voice and his concentration on flying broke, making the boy come crashing down to the floor. Richard quickly ran to him to make sure he was okay, but Hartley stayed sitting on the crate, fearful face explaining everything.

In the door of the house stood a tall and brown haired man, dark sunglasses covering his eyes and two more men flanking him. The one in the middle wore a displeased frown while the man to his left shook his head and the one to his right smiled slightly.

"We just wanted to cheer him up, Mr. Snart! We didn't show him any of our secrets, promise!" James quickly blubbered out as he got up, running towards the men in front of him with pleading eyes. "Don't freeze him!"

"Freeze?" Richard repeated, eyebrows furrowing in though.

The man that had smiled smacked James upside the head, all the while glaring. "You idiot!" This man had red hair and blue eyes, a blue coat and spoke with an Australian accent.

"Geez, you could have said that louder, James. I don't think Australia heard you." The last man spoke up, making Richard cock his head to the side in confusion.

This man was bald with blue eyes and he was glaring down at the boys in front of him.

"Who are you?" Richard finally asked, making the men's scolding of his friends stops.

The main man; the guy with the glasses; looked up at Richard and smirked evilly, an evil idea suddenly forming in his mind.

"Your worst nightmare."


"This is a good lead, he said. I'll finally get my revenge on the son of a bitch, he growled. Well look where we are now Vig! Because of you and your stupid leads!"

"Stop whining, Arrow! Sound worse than Artemis on her time of the month right now..."

Green Arrow growled at his cowboy friend as they both crouched behind a giant crate in an abandoned warehouse in the Warehouse District of Gotham City, bullets raining on them as the maniacal man named the Joker laughed at their misfortunes.

"That's for taking Speedy Boy before I could have my fun with him!" Joker yelled as he suddenly took the pin off a grenade, throwing it right in front of the men.

Green Arrow and Vigilante both stared at the weapon, "... I hate you, Vig."

Then the grenade blew up.

Somehow, both heroes managed to jump out of the way of the explosion, but were now in the open with Joker's goons shooting at them.

"Love yuh too, Arrow!" Vigilante yelled over the gun shots as he started running, his own revolvers drawn and shooting at anything that was over them.

Green Arrow ground his teeth together as he let arrow after arrow fly at the henchmen, running hurriedly to find new cover.

"We're going to need a miracle to get out of this one..." He muttered to himself, jumping to hide behind a giant Jack in the Box and breathing heavily.

Vigilante sighed in relief as he hid behind a giant Clown Car in the other side of the warehouse, somewhat annoyed at the clown they were facing. They were supposed to have found Busy Siegel transporting drugs in here, not the Joker waiting to ambush them.

"Dammit... The Bat's goin' ta kill us." His eyes widened at this realization, the fact that Batman was super protective of Gotham dawning on him just then.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" The Joker sang menacingly, looking down from his perch on the steel structure in the middle of the warehouse. "I just want to play Russian Roulette with you! Six bullets in the revolver! What'd you say?"

Green Arrow rolled his eyes at the man's madness, then looked to the side to try to find his companion. When he couldn't find Vigilante, he sighed in exasperation. Just leave it to Vig to leave you when you needed him the most.

"Come out, come- ack!"

The blonde quirked an eyebrow at the sound that Joker emanated, wondering what he was playing at now, but found that more screams followed and the rain of bullets let up.

Green Arrow slowly got up after a few minutes of complete silence in the warehouse, only to gasp and jump back in surprise at what he saw before him.

A kid! Raising a Clown Car over his head, aiming it straight at all of the Clowns!

But that wasn't enough, there was a tap on his shoulder and he swiveled around rapidly, only to find Vigilante with a green man standing beside him.

"Guess we got that miracle!"

Sorry if it seems rushed, my brother's a jerk right now.

But, please review.