Author's Note: Thanks so much for all the really nice reviews! You guys have no idea how happy that makes me haha. Wow, another longer chapter! Lol I guess missions take a lot of describing (: Some of you may be surprised with how this turns out and I'm not exactly sure how happy I am with it, but I'll let you be the judge. Anyways, next chapter! Let's find out who tried to lock the team down (:

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Chapter Ten: Oh shit.

"Oh shit," Conner said, echoing the team's thoughts. Nevertheless they turned to him, staring at him with surprised expression on their faces.

"Shh!" Miss Martian said urgently.

"What?" Conner asked, his voice flat. "They already know that we're here. What's the point in staying quiet?"

Wally was the first to say anything to the boy of steel. "Conner, dude, where did you learn to talk like that?"

He shrugged. "I've been watching cable."

That would explain it, Remy thought sardonically.

"I thought you were some hacker prodigy," Remy scoffed, staring at Robin.

"I am," Robin huffed. "There's no way someone could have detected my hack."

"Well apparently they did, boy doofus," Artemis scowled. "Now we're stuck here."

"Hey!" Wally snapped, coming to the defense of his best friend. "Lay off! Like you could do any better."

"Was I talking to you, Baywatch?" Artemis snarled.

"Guys please!" Miss Martian said quietly and Kaldur called loudly, "This isn't helping anyone!"

Remy ignored the team as they broke into furious, panicked arguments. Artemis and Robin got into each other's faces while Miss Martian stood awkwardly to the side, trying to interject politely. Conner just huffed and started muttering to himself, as Wally yelled loudly at Artemis. Kaldur stood to the side with Miss Martian, rubbing his temples as he had in the bushes earlier that night.

Suddenly she felt a vibration from inside her boot. She glanced down, thoroughly confused as to why her boot was vibrating. Reaching inside, she pulled out a small metal earbud. She immediately recognized it as her League of Shadows comm.

Are you shitting me? Remy thought, sending the thought to whatever higher power there was. Her League of Shadows comm was waiting for her to pick up. Ares must have slipped it into her boot sometime when she was out of her apartment.

Convenient, Remy thought blackly, walking away from the team. She popped it in her ear and activated it with a click.

"You have got to be shitting me with this Ares!" She hissed, making sure to keep her voice low. "I'm on a mission."

"Would it kill you to be civil?" Remy could almost hear the smirk in Ares' voice as he addressed. "I'm about to help you out here. I'll find you the toxin and make you hero of the day when you get the team out of there."

"How?" Remy demanded.

"I have access to the LexCorp facility that you're currently infiltrating," Ares informed her. "You did give me the coordinates before you left."

"So you're babysitting me?" Remy asked flatly.

"Not you, per se," Ares said slowly. "But clearly I was right to hack the LexCorp facility mainframe as an insurance policy. The boy wonder's hack job was almost perfect, except he made a rookie mistake, very minor but detectable. He just forgot to—"

"Don't bore me with tech speak," Remy ordered, glancing at the team over her shoulder. She walked off into one of the aisles, secluding herself further.

"I only have access to secondary systems and surveillance cameras so I can't unlock the doors, but I can guide you to the toxin."

Remy thought about this for a moment. "What's the catch?"

"No catch," Ares said easily. "Not a big one at least. I just one little vial of that toxin—"

"Are you crazy?" Remy scoffed. "You just expect me to hand you a dangerous bioweapon? I'm not an idiot."

Ares exhaled slowly and he was silent for a short period of time. "Look Remy, I made it clear from the start that I wanted to be somewhat pleasant with you. Phase thought he could control you with blackmail and fear. It's not how I would prefer to work with you. That can all change, I assure you."

"Fine."

"Good girl," he said cheerfully, causing Remy to roll her eyes. "Trust me, this'll earn you points with the team, which is exactly what you want."

"Alright so tell me what to do," Remy snapped.

"Find row seventeen, section b and walk until you hit the wall. The wall isn't as thick there and the elevator shaft is right behind it," Ares informed her. "Keep your comm in, I'll tell you where to go from there."

There was a click and Ares was silent. Remy forced herself to uncoil her already tight shoulders and soldier on. It was embarrassing to have to receive help from her Shadows handler. Of course, the fact that he was checking up on her on this mission was completely mortifying. Not to mention a bit terrifying. This just proved that the Shadows could keep tabs on her anywhere she went.

He was probably watching her freak out on the surveillance cameras now.

Not giving him the satisfaction, Remy thought haughtily, following Ares' directions, heading for section B.

"Hey!" Remy shouted, the echo sounding throughout the facility. "Over here. I have an idea."

Within a minute the group was gathered around, quiet as they stared at the piece of wall Remy was standing behind. She rapped on it on the wall, listening to the thunk of the wall.

"What?" Kid Flash asked irritably.

"Robin. Give me your explosives." Remy demanded.

"Why?" he asked, suspicion clouding his tone.

Remy sighed. "Just hand them over." Robin did as he was told and gave Remy a few exploding packs. "Step back."

She armed them quickly and slapped them onto the wall behind her, watching as the beeping became erratic. She took a few steps back as the team ran for cover quickly. Remy shielded her face and turned slightly as the wall exploded before her.

"Are you stupid or something?" Wally demanded. "That'll trip the alarms."

"I'm getting us out of here," Remy scoffed. "Behold the elevator shaft."

"Way to go Remy!" Miss Martian cheered.

Artemis stared at Remy, her eyes narrowed. "How'd you know where the elevator shaft was?"

"I have pretty close to a photographic memory," Remy lied. "I remembered where the elevators were in the schematics. Now, come on, we go down two floors."

Without waiting for the team to follow she lunged for the elevator cable and started sliding down, her hand wraps taking away most of the friction from the cables.

Her ear started to crackle as the comm turned itself back on and Ares' voice was able to filter through.

"Perfect timing Remy," he said approvingly. "The security team is headed to level six to investigate. Level eight is clear of all security personnel."

"Damn, these labs all look the same," Artemis complained. "How the hell are we supposed to find anything?"

"The old fashioned way I suppose," Robin said. "Look for the toxin."

Thanks to Ares, they had made it to level sub level eight and managed to avoid the security personnel. Remy still didn't feel quite at ease however. Whoever had locked them in on level six was obviously not going to just give up.

"There's a safe about twenty feet in front of you on your left," Ares put in suddenly, startling Remy. "The toxin should be in there."

Remy let out a huff and followed Ares' instructions, coming to a stop in front of the safe. Bending down, she laid her ear against the cold metal and set to work cracking the safe. She wasn't the best at it, but hopefully she could get it done.

"The combination is 36-14-34," Ares added, his voice wry.

"What the—How do you know that?" Remy demanded, staring up at the ceiling, as if she were trying to stare directly at him.

"If you want to look at me then look at the security cameras," he added, his tone patronizing.

"You didn't answer my question," she said flatly. When he didn't answer, Remy quickly put in the combination and opened up the safe. With a hiss the door opened up to reveal stacks of a clear liquid encased in chemical test tubes.

Furtively, she glanced around before grabbing two of the vials from the safe and stuffing them down into her boots.

"Hey! I found the—"

Remy didn't get the chance to finish her loud exclamation as a swift uppercut was delivered to her chin, knocking her flat on her back. Remy's vision blacked out around the edges for a moment but she forced herself back up onto her feet, hands poised to defend herself.

There was no one there.

"What the—" Remy glanced wildly around her, looking for anything out of the ordinary. The attack had to come from somewhere, she reminded herself.

"Ares," she whispered into her comm. "Did you see that?"

"Yes," he answered blankly.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Where is he?" she demanded harshly.

"How should I know? Figure it out." Her comm clicked off and she let out a groan of frustration, allowing her eyes to continue their search. So much for his help. She kicked the door to the safe shut and backed herself against one of the shelving units, keeping her hands up and ready.

The idle chatter of Miss Martian and Wally could be heard from the other side of the lab, but other than that it was silent. She heard Miss Martian call the team to gather on the other side of the lab.

Great, she thought acidly, just wonderful.

Remy felt something in the air change suddenly— and call it intuition—, but she ducked abruptly, moving away from the shelving unit behind her, narrowly avoiding a silver blade.

Her attacker, dressed completely in black, his face covered by a mask, advanced upon Remy. Remy narrowed her eyes as she slipped the blade once more. He kept advancing with incredible speed, striking at her over and over again with the thin blade.

Dammit, she thought fondly of her own knife which was currently sitting in a kitchen drawer at her apartment in Star City. What I wouldn't give—

As her attacker thrust the blade for Remy's ribcage she moved out of the way and closed the distance between herself and the attacker, grabbing his wrist and disarming him. Quickly, she fired off a rapid combination of jabs and finished off with a hard uppercut, knocking him flat on his back.

Smirking, she cracked her knuckles and stared down at her groaning attacker. "Feels good doesn't it?" She idly rubbed her aching chin as he started to stir.

"It's just like getting a massage," a male voice said from behind her. Before Remy could turn around she felt a foot connect with her back, pushing her down into the ground.

She groaned loudly, rolling over to stand up, ready to fight off the second attacker.. "There are two of you? Seriously?"

"Not quite," the newcomer answered, whistling loudly. Remy watched as two more of these black-clad commandos dropped from the upper shelving units, landing with a dull thud on the floor.

"Aw shit," Remy muttered under her breath. Two was an annoyance, four was a challenge, especially since these guys were obviously trained just as well as she had been.

The fight commenced, all four of the men surrounding Remy. She had no choice but to defend against their attacks, as much as she could. From out of nowhere, a blade lodged itself into Remy's upper thigh, causing her to cry out.

"You little fucker," Remy spat out, she yanked the blade out of her thigh. "You're goanna pay for that."

Thoroughly pissed off, Remy started to fight more aggressively. For all that she was worth, Remy kicked and clawed her way through two of them until they were on the ground unconscious. She had taken more hits to her actual body in doing so, but now there were two less.

She was surprised none of the team had called out to her, considering that she hadn't answered Miss Martian's call. Maybe they had found something that had completely held their attention for the time being. It's not like their fighting was particularly loud afterall.

These guys are fucking ninjas, Remy thought, exasperated.

Quickly she ran full speed at the wall and kicked herself up into the air, gaining momentum as she dropped onto one of the men from overhead. Instinctually, her hands shot to his neck and she prepared herself to break it.

Remy stopped herself instead settling for kicking his face in, effectively knocking him out. She whirled around, waiting for the final attacker to come at her, but he never did.

She stood there, watching the shadows for any sign of movement. Out of the corner of her eyes she caught something moving but it was gone before she could even determine what it was.

From out of nowhere a hand shot out and pinned Remy to the wall, knocking her head back severely against the hard concrete. Her feet dangled off the ground.

"Not so cocky now are you?" her attacker smirked at her.

Remy's breath started to shorten as he slowly slid his knife out of its holster. Ruby red drops fell to the floor from the blade. This is the asshole who stabbed me, Remy thought angrily.

She kicked her feet trying to gain some sort of foothold or momentum. Anything that she could use. His arm pressed into her throat restricting her airflow slightly.

"I'm going to enjoy gutting you," the man whispered, wiping the blade on his shirt.

"Fuck you," Remy snarled, wincing as he put the blade to her cheek. "If that leaves a scar, then I promise you I will hunt you down, and kill you and your entire family."

"Meaningless threats from an amateur," he laughed.

"Just kill me then," Remy challenged, coughing, "if you have the sack."

"I prefer to take it slowly," he said, licking his lips. "Girls these days are so easy."

Her comm crackled and Ares' voice filtered through. "Oh for god sakes. Call for help."

Remy relented, swallowing her pride, and let out a bloodcurdling scream. Before she could even blink, the attacker was unconscious on the floor and she found herself being unceremoniously dropped onto the floor as well. Wally was standing in front of her, a cocky grin on his face.

"That was fast," she said, surprised.

"Fastest kid alive remember?" He countered.

"Touché." Remy glanced up at him and coughed, rubbing her throat. "Uhh, thanks, I guess."

"All in a day's work, gorgeous," he winked, helping her up. Remy ignored the 'gorgeous' part and instead picked up the bloody blade from the floor, searching it for any type of insignia.

Slowly, the team filtered in towards them, shock clear on their faces as they took in the scene before them.

"Oh my gosh! Why didn't you call for help sooner?" Miss Martian asked, flying towards her quickly.

"Are you injured?" Aqualad asked, concerned.

"I had it under control," Remy assured them. "And I'm fine."

Artemis scoffed. "Right, because that wasn't you I just heard screaming for help."

"And you're leg is, like, spewing blood," M'gann said, horrified.

Remy narrowed her eyes, ignoring M'gann completely. "Watch it blondie or you'll end up like them." She jerked her thumb in the direction of the four bodies strewn about the lab.

"Because you were doing so well on your own," Artemis laughed.

"You're acting oddly ungrateful to the person who found the toxin," Remy said haughtily, walking over to the safe. She entered the code in and moved to the side of it. "Voila."

"Nice going Roulette," Robin said, bending down to scoop out all of the vials. He opened up a pouch in his utility belt and started stuffing them in. "Miss M, can you get the bio-ship closer to the facility? We're going to have to make a break for it."

"They don't have to know it was you," Ares put in. "Those four goons will be left at the scene of the crime once security gets there. You can get the team out quietly as it was intended."

"They won't know we're behind it," Remy said slowly, echoing Ares' words hollowly. "Those four idiots will be left at the scene of the crime. One of them is bound to wake up before the security team gets here. Then they're the ones who get the blame."

"Speaking of which," Ares added. "You shouldn't hang around there much longer."

"That sounds like it could work," Miss Martian put in helpfully.

"It will," Remy promised.

"What about security footage?" Conner asked.

"I've already thought of that," Ares promised in her ear.

"Taken care of," Robin put in. "The cameras mysteriously shut off before we even got in here. I'm guessing Bats took care of it."

"There's still the matter of who locked us in in the first place," Aqualad put in.

"It was obviously those idiots," Remy shrugged, glancing at the black-clad attackers strewn about the floor. One of them was beginning to come to.

"Take the elevator shaft up to the roof," Ares instructed, "it'll be easiest to get out that way."

"Let's not stick around to get caught, hmm?" Artemis put in impatiently.

"Good idea," Robin chuckled.

Remy took the initiative, leading the team to the elevator shaft, but allowed them to go first this time. She took one glance back into the lab before looking up at one of the security cameras and mouthing a thank you.

Ares was arrogant, a pain in the ass, but also oddly helpful in guiding Remy to the exit. He had helped her. Whether Remy wanted to admit it or not, she couldn't have finished the mission without Ares' help.

That was not a comforting thought.