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Winter

It was so cold. Tendrils of ice and snow reached out for her, and terrified she backed away, backed away until her back hit a wall and there was nowhere else to run.

Artemis had always been bad with facing her past; she would either charge through, hoping she would have the villains arrested long before they can start having family chats, or she would try to run away, avoiding the past.

As feared, the plan she had worked out to capture Icicle Jr failed. She had been too cautious, or not cautious enough, for he had been a joke when they were younger, though she could tell he had grown stronger since they were kids. That was how he had pinned her hands to the wall with ice.

"What's wrong, babe? Frightened to fight your old boyfriend? I can't believe you left what we had together." He started approaching her, and she got colder with each step.

Artemis found her voice, "It was easy. What we had together were two villains as fathers. Our future would have been bleaker than my parents' because they at least loved each other."

"But I did love you Artemis."

"Not so, Junior. M'gann told me how you were flirting with her when you were both down in Bell Reve."

He was close now, and Artemis was forming a plan. As he reached out with a hand, mouth open to speak, she kicked him in his crotch. Besides the yell of pain, he looked startled; she didn't know if the ass hadn't realized that he hadn't iced her legs or didn't know her father had taught her to play dirty.

Another kick, this time to his temple, knocked him out, and all Artemis could do was hope that her people got their before his, because the ice trapping her hands wasn't melting anytime soon.