Hey! I'd like to thank BAFlash, minnov, batman-defeats-all, Jedi Ani Unduli, candi711, Silver Wolf Demon, MidnightRoulette, Angel of Mysteries, Obiwan1022, Buried Secrets Fan, Mystery RoseWriter, and Gerren for reviewing and/or submitting OC's.

Here's what I have so far (that I'm 100% sure of):

Villains: Stake

Blast

Lilac

Midnight Prowler

Heroes: Sin

Jeta

Halfte

Insight

I'd just like to remind you that after March 29, you can submit more. I'd REALLY like it if I had more female villains and male superheroes. (Because so far, there are NO boy superheroes and only ONE female villain). Originally, I only requested six for each side, but I may actually accept more. OC's will generally not be in the story until I have all the OC's I need.

Bold: emphasized words

Italicized: thoughts, time, flashbacks

Warning: (You know the drill) Characters are OOC. Profanity used by some characters at certain points.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice. I DO own my OC's, though. If you feel like copying my storyline, private message me first.

Gotham City

November 5, 17:03 EDT

"Mom! I'm going to go meet with a friend now. I probably won't be back until late tonight!" Artemis called as she began to unlock the apartment door.

"I'm surprised, Artemis," Paula wheeled out into the hallway, "Normally you only leave for your 'extra-curricular activities'."

Artemis spun around. Shit, I was hoping she'd just let me go.

Paula raised her eyebrow upon looking at her daughter's outfit.

"Are you actually wearing a skirt willingly?"

Artemis tugged on the long, pink skirt self-consciously, "Yeah."

Paula smiled knowingly. "It's a boy, isn't it? You're trying to impress a boy."

"NO!" Artemis quickly denied, her cheeks reddening. The very thought…..

Her mom frowned, "Well you can't go looking like that. Follow me."

Artemis followed her into Paula's bedroom. She anxiously plopped down on the bed while Paula rummaged through her closet.

"Here," Paula finally pulled out something, "I wore this when I was young. It might be a little too fancy, but that's-"

"It's perfect!" Artemis breathed out, running her hands over the smooth, silky fabric. She had worried beforehand that her current attire wasn't suitable enough for tonight's events.

Paula smiled, "Back in Vietnam, girls of your age wear these white Ao dai's to symbolize their maturity and growing beauty and strength as young women."

"Thanks, Mom." Artemis replied, her eyes getting misty.

She shooed at her in response, "Go. Put it on. I want to see how it looks on you."

A few minutes later, Artemis reemerged from the bathroom.

"Artemis!" Paula scolded, "Take your hair out of that ridiculous ponytail right now!"

Grumbling, Artemis pulled out her green hair tie; letting her blond hair cascade over her shoulders. Then she knelt down in front of her mom.

Paula's nimble fingers quickly untangled her long, blonde hair and pulled the front bangs back.

"You know," Paula began sadly, "The last time I wore this was when-"

She was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Startled for moment, Paula wheeled herself to the door.

When she swung the door open, she was surprised to see a young man in a tuxedo. Oddly enough, he wore sunglasses as well.

Almost as if he is hiding something Paula thought.

Evidently, he was shocked to see her as well. Silence overcame them until Artemis came bounding down the hallway.

"Mom! Who's at the door?"

They both turned to look at her, and Paula was proud to say that the visitor's jaw dropped wide open.

"Take off those stupid sunglasses, Speedy," Artemis put her hands on her hips.

"Friend, hmm?" Paula smiled as both archers turned pink.

Gotham City

November 2, 23:19 EDT

"So what's next?" Artemis was expecting Red Arrow to take charge of their mission. He was the one who recruited her anyway.

But why did he ask her of all people? She knew for a fact that he did not trust her. Even Superboy would have been a more likely choice than she.

"You and me are going to the Happy Harbor Museum Gala," Red Arrow simply responded.

"Why?" Artemis was incredulous. How had they gone from tracking down a Shadow operative to attending one of the rich and wealthy's parties?

"You should find something nice to wear. I'll meet you by that transporter in Gotham."

He didn't answer her question.

It suddenly dawned on Artemis that by inviting her to go to the gala as a civilian, Red Arrow would be giving away his identity. He was going to trust her with his identity. Trust her. It seemed so unbelievable when you remembered that he was the guy who threatened her to not try anything funny.

"That's not necessary," Artemis hesitated before talking. "I'll give you my address so that you can pick me up by car. It'll be easier to get there without the League knowing."

Shock was evident on Red Arrow's face.

Good, she surprised him. The only reason he probably didn't trust her was because she had replaced him and he did not know much about his replacement. Well, she could prove that she was not the mole by sharing some harmless information with him. Besides, he had followed her to the transporter once, so couldn't he have followed her to her apartment building?

"Fine."

There was a pause in between, then "I'll pick you up around 5:30. It might take awhile since we're now driving from Gotham to Happy Harbor."

Artemis smiled slightly, attempting a slight joke. "Let me guess, you call your car something along the lines of the 'Speedy-mobile'?"

Red Arrow scowled, "Don't be ridiculous."

"So you call it the 'Asshole-mobile', then?"

Happy Harbor

November 5, 18:13 EDT

Artemis rubbed her arms self-consciously. She never felt comfortable around the rich, high-class people. The line shifted forward slightly..

"Relax." Speedy put his arm over her shoulder. Whether it was to actually reassure her or just for display, she didn't know. But for Speedy's sake, it had better have been the latter. Seriously, did he always have to act like he was better than her?

"I can't!" she hissed back. "I stink at lying! I don't belong here."

"Artemis," Speedy struggled to keep his voice low, "All you're supposed to do is pose as my 'date'. Basically, all you do is stay by my side and look pretty. Think you can do that?"

Normally Artemis would slug him for a sexist comment like that, but she couldn't while she was pretending to be dainty and refined.

Meanwhile, they had finally reached the front of the admission line.

At the podium, the ebony haired man with a waxed mustache snobbily asked, "Name, please?"

So the moment of truth arrives.

Speedy hesitated for a few moments before tightening his grip on Artemis's shoulder. "Roy. Roy Harper."

Artemis had to resist snickering. Roy? All that coolness and arrogance surrounding him and his name was ROY? Sure, that name wasn't lame, but it was an awful let down from what she had been expecting.

"Ah, but of course, Mr. Harper," the man fake smiles, "But I was talking about your lady."

Before Roy can give him a fake name or pathetic accuse of any kind, an annoying voice rang out.

"Oh, Roooooyyyy!" the heavy French accent made Artemis even wish for Wally's voice instead. For Artemis, that was saying a lot.

The speaker was a tall, curvy brunette with freckles and dazzling brown eyes.. Her long, floor-length black dress swished as she walked (or practically ran) towards them.

She turned to the man, "Monsieur, zhey are vith me."

He stiffened and hesitated before bowing and launching into the same speech. "Welcome to the Happy Harbor Museum Gala. We hope you will delight in the artwork that we have accumulated over the years. Most of the paintings and sculptures in the exhibits are up for auction. We are proud to say, though, that the Happy Harbor Museum houses the one and only Fata Mundi dagger for the next two days."

Roy (could you believe it?) guided Artemis in past the man.

The brunette walked with them, beaming as she clutched tightly onto Roy's free arm.

Roy smiled at the girl, "Thanks, Camille."

Artemis could easily note the fakeness behind his smile.

"Anyzhing for you, Roy," Camille batted her eyelashes.

Artemis coughed, interrupting any more of Camille's flirting attempts.

Camille switched her attention to Artemis. "And who is zhis lovely girl?

Sarcasm noted, Frenchie.

Luckily, before Artemis could blow their cover by punching her, a tanned, dark -brunette boy with eerily dark blue eyes joined them, taking away Camille's attention.

Grinning, Camille introduced him, "Zhis is my companion for zhe night. 'es name is Caleb."

Artemis's breath got caught in her throat when she finally got a good look at him. It can't be…..

Caleb smirked at Artemis. Her heart rate increased, but not in the good way. True, it beat with adrenaline, but not the same one that she got when she was in her costume.

You're supposed to be dead. She wanted to say. How the hell are you still alive?

Camille clung onto Roy's arm for a few more moments, as she whispered into his ear.

Roy pulled away abruptly, and Camille pouted, her brown eyes blinking innocently.

At last, Camille sauntered off, throwing an "Au revoir!" over her shoulder.

Following her, Caleb brushed past Artemis. Roughly. The sudden contact shocked Artemis, and she stumbled into Roy, who easily caught her. Artemis didn't even have to really look at Caleb to know that he was smirking.

"You alright?" Roy actually seemed to be concerned. That scared Artemis more than anything.

Happy Harbor

November 5, 19:30 EDT

"Camille." Roy finally lost control. He massaged his temples. "Stop. I swear, you need to go back to that Caleb guy."

She sniffled, "You are barely here, Roy. Vhat is wrong about catching up vith an old friend?"

Roy groaned, "I need room to breathe. Just go."

Camille pouted before dashing off from the table to find Caleb.

God, she's so annoying. I don't think I ever remembered her being this aggravating.

Artemis came back to the table shortly. She still looked a bit shaky.

He didn't know why he did it, other than the fact that he felt he could trust her a little bit more after meeting her mom and seeing her home.

"Do you want to dance?" he extended a hand.

Her eyes widened in shock. Nonetheless, she took his hand.

Artemis wasn't the best dancer, but he managed to make them look somewhat professional and get her to smile a bit. Her hand was unreasonably warm and he could feel heat spread through him like a wildfire. But not in the agonizing, burning kind of way, but the feeling of warmth you get when you held your hands over a fire on a cold night.

"How long have you known Camille?" Her question seemed extremely random to him.

Roy racked his brain to come up with the answer. "I met her two years ago. Why?"

"Nothing." Artemis averted her gaze to the floor.

Roy lifted his left arm, and Artemis went under and did her walk about. It was the only part of the waltz that she actually really felt comfortable with.

Roy attempted to restart the conversation, "Her French accent wasn't always that annoying, you know. Now that I think of it, this is the only time it's been that heavy."

"She's trying to impress you with her French." was all she said.

Roy winced. He didn't want to hear confirmation that she liked him.

"I can speak French and Vietnamese somewhat fluently, so I know what she said to you earlier," she added as an afterthought.

"What did she say then?" It was challenge. In addition, a part of him was curious to know what Camille had been saying, anyway.

Artemis smiled and leaned in towards his ear, mocking Camille's earlier position. Though unlike Camille, her whispering seemed somewhat seductive. "Je suis perdu. Pouvez-vous me donner les instructions de votre coeur? I'm lost. Could you give me the directions to your heart?"

Upon Roy's shocked expression, Artemis clarified, "It's not that hard to imitate her. She's your typical rich French girl."

The wheels in Roy's head began to turn. Wait…French?

Frowning, he pulled away from Artemis. "Hold on a minute." Already, warmth was leaving him.

"Artemis, something's off about Camille. She's never been like that. When I first met her, she didn't even have a French accent."

"What are you saying, Roy?"

"Stay on your toes. I'll be right back." He headed off through the crowd.

"Wait!" Artemis cried out after him.

Happy Harbor

November 5, 19:47 EDT

Just like that, Roy was gone. Every one else was gone too.

This is too freaky Artemis thought. She was completely alone in the vast ballroom.

Just a minute ago, it had been filled with the tinkling of glasses and the laughter as people danced together. Various objects that people had been holding had dropped to the ground.

"Vhere did everybody go?"

Okay, scratch that. She was completely alone in a vast ballroom with an annoying French chick.

"Zhis is not funny!" she cried out when no one answered her.

As she turned, she spotted Artemis. "Vhere is everybody?"

Artemis shrugged, not knowing herself.

"Just great! Who will protect me now?" Camille threw her hands in the air exasperatedly.

"Stay on your toes." Artemis shook her head. What had Roy said about Camille before he disappeared?

"Something's off about Camille."

As a precaution, Artemis glanced at Camille.

Annoying French accent? Check. Brown hair? Check. Designer clothing? Check. Purple eyes? Che-…..Wait.

"Camille" caught her weird look. "Vhat, Artemis?"

How did Camille know her name? Roy surely wouldn't have mentioned it.

Forgetting something, Artemis? Camille showed up with Caleb. That's bad news all by itself.

Of course. "Camille" wasn't the real Camille Leon.

Gee, Artemis. Who have you fought recently that can shape shift and is after the Fata Mundi dagger?

"You can cut the act now, Mirage." Artemis narrowed her eyes, "It's only the two of us."

Camille blinked rapidly in surprise.

Then, Artemis watched as she morphed into an ebony-haired girl wearing what looked to be ninja garb.

So I'm actually right.

"It is a shame you found out so early. Zhe French accent vas so much fun!" she smiled, despite being discovered.

She's really starting to remind me of Cheshire.

She still had the purple eyes. They sparkled with mischief as Artemis stared her down.

"What did you do to the real Camille? Where did you take everyone else?" Artemis demanded.

Mirage grinned, "So many questions. Unfortunately, we only have about less than five minutes before the supporters for this whole room explode."

Artemis's charcoal gray eyes darkened. "Of course. I forgot about your 'friend'. How do you know him?"

She only laughed in response, "To think that you're asking all these questions when you are so clearly not in the position to do so."

She had a point. Currently, Artemis was without her bow and arrows.

To Artemis's complete utter surprise, she slid Artemis's bag across the floor to her. Artemis's compound bow was in there, and she didn't hesitate to draw an arrow at Mirage.

Mirage rolled her eyes, "Oh, please. We don't have the time for this. Go find your little friends. The Martian, the Atlantean, and the clone should be outside somewhere."

"Not so fast," Artemis snarled. "I'm only going to ask you one more time. Where. Did. You. Take. Everybody?"

Mirage blinked back in surprise. "I didn't do anything."

Artemis snorted, "Okay, then. Who did?"

Mirage stood still for a few moments. Then she startled Artemis by changing into a hawk and breaking through the window.

For some reason, Artemis just let her go. She stuck the ear comm. in and pressed on it to contact Roy.

"Red Arrow? Come in."

The only reply was static.

Mount Justice

November 5, 20:19 EDT

Artemis had easily located the Team. Kaldur, M'gann, and Connor had all immediately flown back on the bio ship after the adults disappeared. True, they were surprised when Artemis joined them, but they didn't kick her out or anything. They quickly set up a refugee camp for the children at Happy Harbor High.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star…" Artemis sang to the little children on the mat before her.

"Umm….." she hesitated. She had no idea what was supposed to come next. "Yes sir, yes sir, three bag's full."

The children all giggled and laughed.

"Hey, Artemis!" Wally came in with a baby in his arms.

"Yeah?" She turned.

"Where's Red Arrow? Not that you'd know, but….uh…." Wally fumbled with the words.

Artemis looked down. Was she supposed to tell him the truth?

Luckily, Wally was easily distracted.

"Holy crud! You're wearing a dress!" Apparently that shocked him.

Play nice, Artemis. You're on thin ice as it is.

"I didn't get the chance to change or anything." Artemis defended herself. Besides, what was so shocking about her in a dress?

"Whatever." Wally looked down at the floor. "Gotta go now. Meet us at the Cave in half an hour."

Mount Justice

November 6, 0:01 EDT

A little boy appeared all of a sudden in front of them.

"It worked! I did it!" he exclaimed, before turning to them.

"Captain?" Kaldur stepped forward.

He smiled. "Quick, read my mind!" he told M'gann.

Her eyes glowed for a few moments before she declared, "He's Captain Marvel! And there's another world where the children are missing!"

Wally scoffed, "Look, I'll admit him getting inside the Cave is a little weird. But just because he believes he's Captain Marvel, it doesn't mean anything."

Robin ignored him, "Of course! Why didn't I think of it before? Captain Marvel has the ability to travel between both worlds!"

Wally's jaw practically hit the floor in shock.

"Okay, what did Bats tell you?" he turned to Captain Marvel.

"So here's the plan…." Captain Marvel started.

Mount Justice

November 7, 09:16 EDT

Artemis felt awful. Poor Zatanna. They had managed to reunite both worlds, but at a cost: Zatara became Dr. Fate. Now Zatanna was moving into the Cave, as she had no other home.

Artemis wasn't the comforting kind, so she didn't bother going to talk to her in her new room.

Besides, she probably wants some alone time right now.

"You okay?"

Artemis jumped, startled beyond belief. Turning, she found herself face to face with Red Arrow.

"I'm fine."

Awkward silence filled the air between them.

"I, uh, see that your arm's healed now." Artemis tried to make conversation.

"Yeah." He seemed extremely uncomfortable.

"Wanna go hit the training room to see if you can still shoot an arrow?" Artemis suggested weakly.

Red Arrow smirked, "Of course."

"Happy?" Klarion chuckled.

"Oui, mon ami. Your distraction, though a bit extreme, was effective. Amid your trademarked chaos, no one will notice the absence of our prize." The Brain answered.

Sportsmaster and the Riddler stepped forward as he spoke to open a case.

"It is fortunate that both the children and the adults were distracted, non?"

The Riddler grinned and Sportsmaster nodded.

"Otherwise, we would not have the Fata Mundi dagger in our hands as well."

Mirage stepped from the shadows, opening her own briefcase to reveal the gleaming weapon.

Okay, so that's basically the Buried Secrets version of Misplaced. I generally skipped the battle scene, because it is practically the same as the real episode.

I apologize if it seems rushed at the end (though I DID actually rush).

The reason that I had Artemis just discover Red Arrow's identity is because I seriously doubted he would have given it to her (because he STILL believes that she could be the mole). She manages to earn some of his respect, though.

Artemis is part Vietnamese, so I figured, why WOULDN'T she wear an ao dai (Vietnamese dress) to the gala? Confession time: I'm a RoyArtemis fan, so I just HAD to sneak the dancing scene in. But there are no guarantees that that would even be a couple in this story. (Just 'cuz I wanna keep you WallArt fans still interested).

I'd just thought I'd let you know that the League does NOT know the Fata Mundi Dagger was stolen. They thought that it was already seen off to the more secure location. And a dagger DID make it there. One of the daggers is an imitation. The question is: which?

Please give me your comments, opinions, and suggestions!