Greta sighed, tapping her thumbs on the table. She was bored, and it was Klarion's fault. She was still waiting for Sportsmaster to come and pick up his "package" of two heroes and his daughter. In the mean time, she needed to ask Artemis and Zatanna a question, and it was a really important one too. And Klarion wouldn't let her. So now she was bored.
"Greta?" She jumped at the sound of Klarion's voice.
"What?" She snapped, even making him flinch, which she didn't expect at all.
"Please don't be mad at me. Life is no fun anymore without you talking to me." Klarion whined, which Greta had noticced he was really good at doing.
But, this time, she rewarded him with a laugh.
"Klarion, you've known me for a week! It can't possibly be all that different from before all this." Greta said.
Klarion cocked his head to the side like a puppy, considering this point that she had just made as if it were actually confusing. That made her laugh even more, which made Klarion grin triumphantly.
"So, why don't you at least tell me why you're mad at me and then I can fix it." Klarion looked so proud of this plan, even though it was one that any normal person would have said.
"Okay, well I'm mad because you won't let me go talk to Artemis and Zatanna! Do you have any idea how annoying it is that I came up with the plan that caught them, and now I can't even ask them the question I want to!" Greta was panting by the time she had finished because she hadn't taken a breath anywhere else.
"Are you planning to ask them why they never told the police?" Klarion asked softly.
"No. I know why already. This is something much more personal." Greta replied softly.
"Alright then. Go on and ask." Klarion stepped aside to let Greta walk through the door that led to the cell.
"Really?" Greta hadn't actually expected it to be so easy.
"Yeah. no harm in one question, right?" He nodded.
Ironic he should put it that way. Greta thought with a smile and pecked him on the cheek and then walked into the room where Artemis, Zatanna, and Aqualad waited.
Artemis felt an overwhelming sense of dread every time the door opened, afraid that it would be her father. So when the door creaked open again, she heard herself suck in a sharp breath of fear. However, it was just Greta.
"What are you doing here?" Zatanna snapped. Greta was the last person she wanted to see right now.
"I need to ask you and Artemis a question." She replied simply.
"If you want to know why we didn't tell anyone about you-" Artemis started.
"No. Not that. I already know why." Greta snapped.
"Then what?" Kaldur asked, coming to stand protectively near Artemis.
"Where is my brother?" Greta blurted out, adn then cursed herself for sounding so desperate.
"Why do you want to know that of all things?" Zatanna asked, much more surprised than anything else.
"Lots of reasons. When I first died, all I could say was 'secret.' I never got to talk to him. Now, I kind of feel like I should." Greta replied a little shyly.
"You want to talk to the person who killed you?" Artemis asked.
"More than anything." Greta sighed. However hard she had tried denying it, the truth hit her like a boulder. She missed her brother, no matter what he had done.
"You know, they shouldn't have to tell you, after all you've done to them." Kaldur spoke hestitantly, as though not sure if he should speak at all.
"They don't have to. I can easily find out on my own, but it seemed easier just to try this first." Greta responded.
"We do, kind of, owe her." Artemis mumbled to Zatanna.
"Well, yeah, but after all of this, do we still?" Zatanna whispered back.
"Please! Artemis, how would you feel if it was you in this situation, you and your sister."
Artemis paused to consider that.
"He's in (some random name of prison cause i don't really know any.)" Artemis said, despite a funny look from both Kaldur, and Zatanna.
Greta smiled in relief and walked out. As she did she heard this:
"Artemis, why did you tell her that? She's the reason that we're here!" Kladur said.
"No, Zatanna and I are." Artemis replied simply.
With another smile, Greta walked back upstairs. When she got there, Klarion gave her a funny look.
"Where are you going?" He asked as Greta walked by him without a word.
"To pay someone a visit." She replied, and then walked away.
In The Random Prison:
Harm gasped, paling and backed against the wall.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed in shock.
"Do you still have nightmares about me dear older brother?" Greta whispered, trying to sound as creepy as she could.
"No. i'm not sorry! You deserved to die. You were crueler than me." He answered, his voice trembling.
"How?" Greta snapped.
"You kept me from being pure. I could heave helped people instead of destroying them, but you reamained special in my heart. You were selfish, making me care about you all those years. Killing you turned me into this monster and now there isn't any turning back!" Harm shouted.
"I was selfish? You murdered your own sister so that you didn't have to have a heart. So that you could get some mystic sword. How am I the selfish one?" Greta yelled.
"You aren't, ok! It was a lie. I'm still a liar. I'm still a monster. You were always the good child. You were honest. You were better. I didn't kill you so that I could have the sword Greta. I killed you so that I didn't have to look at you every day and see what I wasn't." Harm said, putting his head in his hands.
Well, this is new. Greta thought.
"You should see the things I'm up to now." Greta said with a shaky laugh.
"Those girls, they never told the police where you were, did they?" Harm asked.
"No. They didn't." Greta answered quietly.
"Do you know why?" Harm said.
"They forgot about me. They just walked away and had fun and forgot about me. I saw them making out on a park bench, and then they sat up and just started talking about how wrong it felt, and how they should never do it again and all this other stuff, and they had already forgotten about me." Greta explained.
"Oh." Harm said simply.
"What?"
"Nothing, it's just, I kind of liked that Artemis girl. She was strong and determined, and clearly wouldn't have taken no for an answer. And she was good, despite who her family was. She reminded me of you Greta." Harm said.
This was definately a new side of him. Maybe he did regret it. Maybe he had changed since he had killed her. Just maybe.
"I'm not good. I'm doing awful things. I'm hurting people. I'm not good." She said, repeating how she wasn't good because she had been ignoring such a truth.
"But you can be. Me, I've never had much potential for being good. But you, you've always been different." Harm said with a smile.
Greta gave a small laugh.
"Look, I'll make you a deal. I can tell you aren't a ghost anymore. You finish whatever debt you have to whoever you owe, and by that point, I'll hopefully be out of prison. From that point on, you and I will stick together. I'll prove to you that I can be better, and then you can prove it to yourself since you've apparently lost faith. We'll help eachother Greta. Like a real brother and sister." Harm said.
"Deal." Greta answered, and then she disappeared.
"Have a good trip?" Klarion asked when she reappeared at the table she had been sitting at earlier.
"Yeah." Greta answered with a small smile.
"It's amazing what it takes to teach us a lesson, isn't it?" Klarion said, moving a lot closer to her.
"It's even more amazing when its the guy who kills you that teaches you that lesson." Greta said.
Then, Klarion wasn't exactly sure why he did it, but he did. He stood , took Greta's hand and pulled her up too, and then kissed her, holding onto her like he would never let go, and he didn't want to. She felt the same, and gladly returned the kiss.
"Stay with me until the world ends Greta." Klarion murmered.
"Always." Greta whispered, and suddenly she was happier than she had ever been.
She had her brother back. She had Klarion. Life was better the second time.
Sorry it took me so long! I was in Chicago for a week, and had no computer access. So, I hope you guys are pleased. I certainly am. Read and Review! Oh, and for your paitience, I will update again very soon. Like, sooner than usual.