Sportsmaster knew that there was no way his daughter could end the fight with her former teammate as quickly as they needed. He shoved her out of his way before attacking Robin head on. He had the boy on the ground within a minute. Ignoring the dazed hero, he began to usher the members of his team towards the stairwell. Solomon Grundy had thrown Superboy through an office's wall. Cheshire, having taken care of Zatanna, was still fighting Red Arrow but, unlike his youngest, Lawrence knew she could wrap things up by herself.

Artemis regained her balance as her father began to leave with the others. She and Jade had been left behind to fend for themselves. She glanced around at her old team. Each one of them was accounted for except for Kid Flash, the realization made her stomach drop. Maybe that was a good thing. She couldn't bear to face him again. She slowly glanced down at Robin's semi-conscious figure. A sudden longing to sit next to him and stay there until he woke up came over her but she knew she couldn't. Sorrow was too stubborn to just let her go. Still, she wished there was some way of showing her old team that she was still on their side.

"Tigress, get up to the helicopter," Jade called as she prepared to end her fight with Red. Artemis knew that there wasn't time to deliver a message. Desperately, she pulled out an arrow- a blunt tipped one- and laid it on Robin's chest. She heard the distinctive sound of her sister throwing a smoke pellet to the ground and suddenly Cheshire grabbed her arm. Her older sister dragged her towards the stairwell. She only had a moment for one more look at the old team, Kaldur disentangling himself from the net, Red staring her down as the smoke dissipated, Robin beginning to wake up. Then, they were gone.

The two girls raced up the steps but when they reached the floor above Jade kept running. At the very top, was a door with a keycard lock. "There was a door to the roof?" Artemis snapped. "Why didn't we use that before?"

"It sets off an alarm if you don't have a security card. Now," she explained as she kicked open the door, "it really doesn't matter." The cold damp air hit Artemis' face and blew through her hair. It was still raining but only slightly now. Overhead, she could hear the hum of the helicopter. She gazed up at the sky, blinking away the rain, and saw the smudge of the bioship's camouflage mode. If she hadn't seen it so many times she would have never spotted it. No one else seemed to have spotted the ship hovering behind the helicopter.

The shock of Sorrow's intangibility had carried her through the mission, but it was beginning to wear off and the blonde was already trying to figure out a way to escape. Cheshire was pushing her to the rope ladder that extended from the chopper. She climbed as fast as possible, finding a seat by the door-less edge. The stolen equipment sat in the middle of the two rows of seats. Artemis was no technical genius but she knew Wayne Tech was famous for its cutting-edge products. Whatever they had taken was bound to be important. She studied the tech, wondering just what Sorrow needed it for. The memory of watching Robin build the EMP emitter when they were fighting the Reds came back to her. But this was unrecognizable.

Cheshire hoisted herself up into the chopper and gave Wizard a thumbs up. Tigress stared out onto the rooftop as they began to fly away. Before they made it too far, Robin burst out of the roof door. Her gaze fell to her lap. She couldn't bear to see any more of her former team. Barely a second had passed when she felt a small force hit her quiver. The archer did her best to pull the object out without anyone noticing. Closing her hand over it she was surprised to find a disk with sharp edges. A birdarang. Honestly, she shouldn't have been surprised. What else would Robin have thrown at his enemies? But why? They were too high up to do any damage. It was amazingly aimed, unless, of course, he'd been aiming for her body. This left her musing over if he had gotten the message in the arrow she'd left. There was no way of telling, especially now in the dim light with the buzz of the mission still affecting her senses. Later, she'd study it and possibly find some hint. Until then, she slipped the disc into her quiver, feeling it fall to the very bottom and settle there.

The ride back to base was quiet. Artemis had often examined the surrounding sky, hoping to see the smudge of the bioship waiting nearby but there was no trace of it. The rain had stopped somewhere along the way but the chill remained stuck to them. Tigress almost broke into a fit of shivers several times. Rubbing her arms, she watched as the chopper began to descend. They landed just outside of the base the Injustice Society was using. Solomon Grundy unloaded most of the equipment but Artemis still ended up taking something inside.

Sorrow was waiting inside. He gave out specific instructions about where each item went. They followed with no questions. The piece of tech she was holding was taken out of her hands by Sportsmaster. She looked around, uncertain of what to do next. The red-clad villain motioned for her to follow him. He stepped into a hallway and disappeared, leaving her to quickly follow. Sorrow stopped suddenly almost causing Artemis to run into him. Pulling a key ring from his pocket, he glanced back at her before unlocking the door.

"I wanted to compliment you on your outstanding aim when you shot me," he murmured as he pushed the door open. The archer peered into the darkness of the room. "That is, of course, the reason I chose you for this team. However, that little show you put on brought something to my attention. It appears that I did not make myself clear when I first persuaded you to join the team. You are now part of our team. Before you think of betraying anyone of us, I want you to think of this." He flicked the light on, revealing a figure kneeling on the floor. His face was shadowed but the distinct green hood almost sent Artemis to tears.

"Why?" she whispered as she sank to her knees. She'd meant for her voice to be louder, stronger but she could barely manage the volume she had now. "Why do you keep doing this to me? Why do you keep dragging him into this? Why do you want me on your stupid team so badly? I'm not the strongest or the best member."

Sorrow bent down so he was next to her ear. "Think of this as a little… experiment," he murmured. "How far can the young hero go before she breaks?" He laughed loudly causing her to wince. "Really the only reason I need you is the information the League's given you. Of course, it had to be you because no one else had a past as dirty as yours. No one else has a father that'll give me all the information on how to blackmail them."

At this point, Artemis wasn't really thinking about what came out of her mouth. "Lawrence," she muttered. "I'll kill him."

"May I point out," Johnny Sorrow began as he stood up and brushed some nonexistent dust off his suit, "that it was your father who convinced me to let your hero friends live. He said they could be used as blackmail and, would you look at that, he was right." Amusement snuck into his voice. "Who knew the hired gun had a brain?" He laughed and shook his head. "Really, you should be thanking him."

The blonde girl ignored him and crawled over to her mentor. She could feel Sorrow's eyes on her back but she didn't care. Oliver's eyes were covered by his domino mask but she could tell that they were open, if only slightly. "Arrow," she murmured. "Ollie." His head rose a bit. There were more bruises on his face than when she'd last seen him. She could see fresh stitches on the cut above his eyebrows, at least he had gotten medical attention before Sorrow abducted him again. A new injury on his arm was bleeding profusely. The younger archer dug her emergency bandages out of her quiver, almost cutting herself on the birdarang. "Why are you in uniform?"

"Looking… for you," Green Arrow coughed. Artemis winced at the hoarseness of his voice. She began wrapping his wound but had barely gotten anywhere when she realized blood was seeping out through his tunic. His bullet wound had reopened. Finishing up his arm, she tried to keep the tears at bay by blinking rapidly but they soon overflowed. As she lifted his tunic enough to wrap the rest of her bandages over his abdomen, Oliver reached up and wiped her tears away.

Once she was finished she leaned close to him so Sorrow wouldn't hear. "I'll get us out of this. I promise," she whispered before standing up, wiping away the rest of her tears and turning to the villain. "Why is he injured?" She demanded loudly.

Lawrence appeared in the doorway behind Sorrow. "I don't like being replaced by some rich asshole," her father sneered.

"Sportsmaster! You have a job to do and it's not here. Leave." The mercenary bristled at the leader's command. He was already mad about the hero and he hated being someone else's puppet. However, he knew the power the other man possessed so he just angrily shrugged and walked away.

"You are not my father," Artemis yelled after him. Her anger was quickly turned back the villain in red. "He gets medical care." She pointed to Oliver. Sorrow tried to argue but she wouldn't let him get a word in edgewise. "He gets medical care because if he dies-"

"You'll kill me?"

"Well, for starters, you won't have a team left. You might be intangible but the rest of them aren't. Then, I'll find a way to destroy you and if I can't find a way, I will make a way. He gets medical attention." She fixed her eyes on the eye holes of Sorrow's mask until he relented and agreed. Artemis smirked at her victory, even if it was a small one. The leader of the Injustice Society motioned for her to leave the room. She glanced back at Ollie before stepping out the door. "I'll be back," she whispered.

Sorrow snapped the door closed and locked it, watching her grimace when the lock clicked into place. "I suppose I should show you your new room. You'll have a bit of time to kill before our next mission." He started off toward the area where she'd found the greenhouse. She was led past the door to the indoor garden and into a long hallway. They came to a stop in front of a green door. "I thought you'd like the color." Artemis pushed passed him, stepped inside and slammed the door in his face.

Once inside, she pressed her back up against the door and squeezed her eyes shut. The memory of the nightmare that Wally had joined flashed before her eyes. More than anything, she wished this was just another nightmare because maybe Wally would come again or at least she'd wake up. But she knew this was real.

Slowly, she reopened her eyes and peered around the dark room, trying to find a light switch. Her hands spread out in both directions, fingers fluttering across the wall in search of something helpful. Finally, one of her fingers caught on a light switch and she flicked it on. The lights flared up instantly. The room was simple, a bed, a dresser, and a single light bulb suspended from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Except for a small mirror hanging by her bed, the walls were bare. A thin white sheet covered the bed but there wasn't even a pillow. On top of the sheet was a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, a jacket, and a small note. She strode over, picked it up, and read through it.

Arty,

I'm trying to make this easier for you. Sorry?

Frostbite.

The archer crumpled up the note and threw it across the room. Shrugging off her quiver and setting down her bow, she shoved the clothes off the bed and sat down. A small clink reminded her of the birdarang in her quiver. With shaking hands, she snatched it out and held it carefully. The cold metal stung her fingers and caused goosebumps to spread over her arm. She turned it over in her hands, hoping it would give her some clue as to what was going on with her real team. However, she found nothing. With a sigh, she fell backward and stretched out. A small beep emitted from the metal disc near her ear. She sat up and looked as it began to flash.

"Boy Wonder-" was all she had time to say.