How long was I gone this time? o.o

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Strong arms wrapped around the girl's thin frame, she quickly elbowed whoever stood behind her in the chest and turned to deliver a blow to their face. The guard quickly fell to the ground, not unconscious but momentarily in a daze.

The blonde took this opportunity to make a run for it, only stopping to grab what she'd came for before sprinting towards her exit. She came to a halt as she realized more guards were coming and looked around with wide eyes. "Crap." She muttered under her breath, turning and making her way up the stairs.

Five floors later, she found herself on the roof and with only one way out. Her eyes went down to the harness on her chest before turning back to the double doors leading back inside, the sounds of the guards approaching becoming louder with every second wasted.

Her hands moved to her duffel bag and she immediately found the rope, unwinding it and wrapping it around the door's handles. The steel doors would hold her weight… she hoped. As she heard banging on the doors she jumped back, securing the rope to her harness before taking a deep breath and jumping off of the building.

Fifteen floors.

Lucky for her, she was able to stop herself before she could become nothing more than a stain in the pavement and landed safely on her feet. A sigh of relief escaped her lips, at the same time using her hands to unclasp herself from the rope and make a run for it.

She grinned as her ride stopped beside her and she quickly jumped into the van as they drove off. "Got it?" Another girl's voice asked from behind the wheel.

Artemis Crock nodded, taking a moment to regain her breath. "You… doubted me… Rose?"

The girl shook her head, gripping the steering wheel tighter as Artemis walked over and took the passenger seat. "What took you so long?"

"The fact that our definitions of a couple guards aren't even on the same level, there were more than twenty to be exact." She held up their prize, a disk containing valuable information that the girls both knew would be worth a lot of money.

The white haired girl glanced over at the disk with a smirk before turning back to the road. "It seems that didn't stop you… did they see your face?"

"No, I got rid of all the cameras before I went in." The blonde looked out the window, putting the disk back where it went. "When do you think you can get the money?"

A sigh escaped Rose's lips. "Tonight. You won't believe who the buyer is…"

The girl's tone caught Artemis off guard, she turned to look over at the driver. "Who?"

"Deathstroke the Terminator aka… my father." She rolled her eyes but refused to look back at the blonde. "Turns out daddy dearest is the highest bidder… everything's set, we just need to deliver the disk to him."

"Wait, tonight?"

Rose nodded in response, an unreadable expression on her face. "Yes, and you're coming along for the drop."

Confusion clouded her face. "What, why? You always deliver on your own."

"Boss's orders." The other girl muttered. "Apparently, you have another job… one without me."

Artemis looked at her in disbelief, eyes wide. "With Deathstroke? No, no way. I've heard stories about him and his kind, I'm not going near him."

A humorless snort escaped the other girl. "His kind?" She arched an eyebrow, waiting for the other girl's explanation. "You do realize I'm his daughter, right?"

The blonde realized her mistake. "I don't mean it like that, I mea-"

"What? Mercenaries?" The other girl demanded, a hint of anger on her tone as she sped up increasingly.

"No!" Artemis snapped. "Rose, slow down!"

"Why?!" Said girl hissed, facing the girl beside her.

An angry growl escaped Artemis's lips. "Because, we're going to get caught if you don't listen; then neither of us will make it to the delivery!"

Seeing reason, the other girl did as told and decreased their speed until they were back at the limit. "You're right, I'm sorry."

"I should be the one apologizing." Artemis muttered, turning back to the window. "I have nothing against you, it's just your dad is…"

"Powerful?" Rose offered helpfully. "Cunning? Manipulative? Resourceful? Evil?"

The blonde resisted the urge to snort. "I was going to say creepy but those work too."

"Right…" Rose smirked widely. "My bad."

A comforting silence eventually took over as they continued on their drive. Artemis turned away from the window when a pair of headlights blinded her vision and she took the chance to study her friend.

The girl's straight, pale white hair fell onto her shoulders; a glint in her eyes that Artemis knew too well – something was obviously troubling Rose. So much time spent helping her out on their plans, Artemis could read the girl like a book. "I know I've never told you this but… you're my best friend, Rose. Thanks for everything."

"What's this? The Crock girl is going soft on me at a time like this?" Rose flashed a wide grin in her direction, one that if shown to someone else would have reassured them that she was fine… but not her; Artemis could see the doubt lingering underneath.

"A time like this?" She waited for the other girl to elaborate – she didn't. "What do you mean by that?" She asked again.

The girl's smile faded and she sighed in defeat. "I know you can take care of yourself, Crock. But if my dad asks you to do something that is beyond even your limits… I want you to get out of there, run as fast as you can. He doesn't take kindly to failure, or disappointment."

"How reassuring." The girl replied sarcastically, crossing her arms. "I've never ran from a challenge."

A chuckle escaped Rose's lips as her hand slightly turned the steering wheel. "I said that once too… before I met my father, that is. Just… just promise me you'll be careful?" Nothing could really hide the hind of worry in the girl's voice.

Artemis nodded as the van came to a halt, opening the door slightly. "Don't tell me you've gone soft on me." She teased before a small smile replaced her teasing smirk. "I promise, okay?"

The other teen rolled her eyes, quickly hopping out of the car to meet her father. "Can it, Crock."

"As you wish, Wilson."

So... how did you like it? e_e

I had fun writing it, even though halfway through I got writer's block... whatever! ;3

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