Once again, this is my break from more serious writing.


"I've changed my mind," Artemis paced back in forth in her cell, stroking the patch of blonde hair on her chin, which was still to small to form a beard. The hormones in the water had done wonders for her appearance. Soon, her body might transform; she might as well start by calling herself Apollo.

If kissing Black Canary wouldn't help her escape prison, maybe she could get kicked out for being a man. Her former team would probably rejoice and assault her new male body if she continued drinking the prison water.

Jade yawned, tired from almost a year of this fanfic not being updated, "Artemis, we were never meant to be. I can't even find stories that ship us. It…just never caught on."

"I know…" Artemis looked away, her bottom lip turning into a shaky pout. "I must have been desperate to go for you..." Something inside of Artemis ruptured, oozing the dizzy daydreams of prison love into nonexistence. Their relationship could and should never have gone from a joke into reality.

"Excuse me, sis?" Jade flung herself off of her bed, pining her sister against the wall. "Desperate to go for me? I could have had Red Tornado."

"Even Dinah in bird monster form is hotter..." Artemis sneered back without trying to fight off Jade.

Instead of strangling the blonde and using her body as a sacrifice to Klarion like any good novice practitioner in the black arts, Jade slapped Artemis...without pulling her into a heated kiss that could rival the intensity of two burning, crimson suns mashing together. The sisters' former passion, only hinted and ship-teased in earlier chapters would never be unleashed. Once again, Artemis felt like the lost, troubled girl, who had been abandoned by Jade.

"Owwww," Artemis cooed, before remembering that she should attempt canon-like dialogue at least once if she wanted to get paid. "Is that all you've got?" She taunted back, burrowing her eyebrows to challenge her sister in a mutual death-glare match.

"Save that sass for Canary. I have to feed Lian."

Jade relinquished her hold on Artemis, swiftly moving back to her bed to pick up Lian. Even though Jade had never been involved with men...and Roy was most certainly gay. Anyone could have been the father really...Roy, Ollie, Dinah the bird monster, Red Tornado's powertools...even Artemis' bow was a likely candidate. Artemis didn't question the logic of a baby suddenly appearing in Jade's bed.

At least Lian hadn't appeared out of the toilet seat.

Artemis' nerves suddenly flared, her mind returning to thoughts of the rampaging bird monster better known as Black Canary, who could be currently heard squawking and trashing the surrounding cells. The other prisoners might be dying, but Artemis' mind had become entranced by the bird-woman: her black and yellow plumage, the breadth of her wingspan...the way her fishnets accented her claws.

Needless to say, Dinah's claws were well-manicured. Only Artemis, who wasn't vain and could look past the beast, could have noticed that detail.

The blonde bit her lip, her mind brimming with inner turmoil. She could pursue the Canary and possibly find the love of her life tucked underneath those feathers and the prisoners' blood that stained them. The thought was repulsive, but something about it entranced her. She should never have wanted another woman this strongly, this passionately, and this completely. Black Canary might just fulfill her and compliment the archer's personality perfectly. Artemis' trademark sass might just find its match in the chirpy and human-eating personality of Dinah Lance.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Artemis shivered at the thought; the possibility of these foreign feelings being realized could transform her. A kiss wouldn't just change Black Canary. A kiss might just change Artemis' heart.

True love awaited her outside the cell...or just another shanking.


"Canary..." Artemis whispered, afraid of rejection and not that the bird monster could eat her.

Black Canary cheeped and fluttered her wings, no longer killing random prisoners. The bird was putting on a show for the archer, teasing her by puffing out her chest.

"I...love you."

Artemis looked up at the bird, her eyes widening and pleading for acceptance. Jade had left her; Jade had carved apart Artemis' emotions and crudely left them aside...to be eaten for supper that night.

"Mmmm," Red Tornado, who had now taken to wearing a French maid outfit in her new role as cook, smiled as she tasted Artemis' emotions. The blonde's emotions, which were her former feelings for Jade, had been so strong that they had become solid, edible objects. In some ways, by allowing her fellow prisoners to eat her emotions, Artemis was allowing her former feelings to die. She could move on.

Black Canary ignored the sassy robotic chef, downturning her beak to plant one long, lingering kiss on the archer. Never mind that Artemis' head was currently becoming engulfed in a beak that could kill her. The kiss felt gentle, as if a mutual agreement of trust had formed between the two.

The archer tried nibbling Dinah's beak, but she eventually stopped to let the bird dominate the kiss. That and Dinah's beak was slowly mashing Artemis' brain apart.

Suddenly, Dinah's body shifted back into human-form in a flash of blinding, glitter-exploding light. The eruption of light paralleled Artemis' own eruption of love towards Dinah. It was brilliant and beautiful.

Dinah broke the kiss, standing only an inch or so apart from the archer. "You set me free from my curse, Arty. I'm human now."

"Oh," Artemis sighed, pulling away. This was awkward... "I don't think I like you now that you're not in bird form..."

"What are you saying?" Canary's eyes were on the verge of tears.

"I..."

"Just say it. I thought you loved me."

"I...I will tell you in the next chapter."


AN: I was surprised that this fic kept getting faves/alerts/hits (I will question your sanity just as much as I question my own) :p

Anyways, I didn't do it this chapter, but should I reference or parody any Young Justice tropes/pairings/other fics in the next chapter? Reviews help/fuel my attention-seeking personality (lol).