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lilo202- I know it's a little confusing right now, but everything will be explained soon. And yes, no one forgets about our little bird's martial art skills! :)

jake111- I enjoy making Artemis Parker. :3

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"No fucking way." She choked out in amazement, her eyes darting to everything in the huge cave; their new hideout. Artemis turned back to Nightwing, calling her flabbergasted would be an understatement. "Is this place yours?!"

He shook his head but showed them a mischievous grin, something that made her admiration turn into alarm. "Nah."

"Then?" Conner asked – or demanded – a bit impatiently. He was standing a few paces behind Artemis; the tattooed boy who they all now identified as an atlantean was alongside the kryponian, an impassive appearance overtaking his face.

The raven haired boy rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as they all stared at him; waiting for his answer. Finally, he gave them the answer none of them wanted to hear. "It's the Justice League's old hide-out."

"What?!"

"I'm out of here."

"No way."

"This is not what I signed up for."

They all gave mixed reactions. Artemis turned to outrage, her eyes narrowing dangerously at the young boy. "Are you stupid?!"

Kaldur'ahm on the other hand was calm and composed; when he spoke he didn't yell or snap at Nightwing. "Is it safe to be here?" As he spoke, he placed a hand on Conner's shoulder; keeping him from going anywhere or trying to walk off to the exit.

The young acrobat nodded quickly. "Yeah, I'm not an idiot. I made sure that they'd abandoned it first."

"Dude, they have zeta-tubes, remember?!" The red headed speedster growled in response, flailing his arms wildly in the direction of said transportation devices.

"… what?" The blonde archer immediately turned towards Blitz, a hand on her hip as suspicion overtook her posture and she stiffened – suddenly even more alert then before. "Zeta-tubes?"

He shrugged in response, glancing back at her. "Yeah, they're what they use to go from place to place. They have them in every city and what not."

Artemis arched an eyebrow in response. "And exactly how do you know this when none of us know about them?"

"I knew about them." Nightwing mumbled under breath, looking down at the ground awkwardly. If there was one thing he could tell about the situation, it was that Artemis was about to release a shit-storm onto both he and Wally… Blitz, whatever they were going to call him.

"How can you not know about them?" Was the redhead's snarky remark. "You'd have to be a complete moron to have never seen them in use… oops, sorry." He feigned apprehension, his eyes on the other hand showed exactly how he felt.

He didn't like the archer, of course he didn't like her. She was… annoying, to say the least. Did she even trust anyone? Could she? What was stopping her from stabbing them all in the back with one of her arrows?

After all, she was just in it for the money.

"The only moron in this room is standing right in front of me." She snapped, taking a couple slow, deliberate steps closer to the speedster so they were now practically in each-other's faces.

Blitz sneered in anger. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize there was a mirror in front of me." He didn't care if his retorts made no sense at this point, right now he just wanted to make the other girl feel bad. He wanted her to know exactly just how much of an annoyance she was to him. He didn't want to work with her, and if this didn't make it obvious then he wouldn't know what would.

"Artemis…" Kaldur spoke up in a warning tone and it almost made the archer listen to him… almost.

"You better watch your back, Blitz." She was glaring now, her gaze warning the speedster that his future would not end as a pretty one if he kept this recently created rivalry against her would end with her as the winner.

A scoff escaped his lips and his eyes narrowed. "I'd worry about my own back, Arty."

That was it; the last straw.

Before any of them could process what had just changed in the girl's manner, her fist connected with his jaw and he was on the ground being pounded on by the infuriated blonde.

Wally could have fought back – and in the future, when he retold the tale of the day he met that annoying archer with a temper, he'd say that he had fought back and gained the upper hand before they were pulled apart— but the archer had pinned his hands underneath her knees when she'd thrown herself on him and had made sure he couldn't move.

Kaldur'ahm was the first to react and immediately went over to haul Artemis off of the speedster. When he did so, she fought back and tried to pry the atlantean's strong arms from her waist but it was no use; of course he was stronger than her by a longshot. "Artemis, calm down." He ordered sternly, the words weren't yelled at her and she was sure that if they had been maybe she wouldn't have listened.

But she did, eventually. The archer slowly calmed down and stopped struggling against her new teammate's grip. Kaldur'ahm's hold reluctantly began to loosen so he was barely grabbing onto her waist at all, but he didn't dare let go. He knew that another word from the speedster could most likely set her off again.

Blitz, on the other hand, was helped up by Nightwing and Conner. Once he was on his feet again, he gently caressed his jaw with one hand and held back the urge to glare at Artemis. "Ow." He mumbled under breath, knowing fully well that there would be a bruise there soon enough.

"Can you two please get a long for just five minutes?" Nightwing asked, his tone holding as much irritation as his mask allowed to be shown.

"She's the one that attacked me." Blitz replied angrily but his defeat was quite obvious, he wasn't going to argue with her anymore; at least not for the rest of the day.

Artemis didn't reply, she only stood there silently. Kaldur had finally let go of her, the only thing that would stop her from attacking now being his hand on her shoulder. She crossed her arms, knowing that they all expected her to give an explanation as to why she attacked out of the blue. Yeah, they were arguing but they all thought that it wouldn't go any further.

Honestly?

She knew exactly why she'd attacked him and she regretted that she'd let it get to her like that. Of course, she didn't show any regret as she faced them all. As a matter of fact, she didn't show anything in her expression. Emotionless as she stood, trying to think of a good lie for them.

But it was him.

The reason she'd attacked, the one thing that had gotten to her. It was her father.

Artemis.

Arty.

That was exactly it, the stupid nickname that her father had given her. The one thing that left his mouth every time he mocked her; every time her training had turned for the worst and she managed to screw everything up, it wasn't Artemis.

They way he'd said it, the way the speedster repeated that one word; that one stupid name that she couldn't just forget about. Not like she could forget anything else of her past.

But it was that. God, why was she thinking about this now? Of all the times in the world, why now?

"… Artemis?"

She snapped out of her thoughts and glanced back at Nightwing. "What..?"

He arched an eyebrow in slight amusement, realizing that she'd been spaced off; that she'd been to wrapped up in her own thoughts to pay any attention. "I asked if you were ready to help plan this thing."

"Oh." She ran a hand through her long hair, letting out a soft sigh. "Yeah."

Kaldur'ahm let his hand fall of her shoulder. "Then let us get to it. The sooner we are through with this, the sooner we can all get what we want." Everyone nodded in agreement and they turned to walk into another section of the cave.

Artemis was the last one to follow.

Yes, right now she needed to get what she wanted. And for some strange reason, the only thing she wanted right now was to get away from these strangers.

The archer's mouth fell open as she looked as the screen before her, not believing the words that had just been spoken to her. "Wait, what?"

Nightwing glanced at her, his scowl indicating that he wasn't amused with her at the moment. "Artemis, I'm not going to repeat myself for the fifth time." He growled in slight annoyance.

"Sorry." She muttered, standing from her spot and walking up to the screen to inspect the schematics more carefully. "This place has three times more guards then the last heist I pulled and five times more security. Whatever your plan is, it better be a damn good one."

Kaldur'ahm had a calculating look on his face as he sat beside the speedster, who on the other hand paid no mind to any of them, he was still checking for damage that had might have been brought by the archer. There was none, of course. But it didn't hurt to make sure.

"Don't worry, I know how to get us in." Nightwing gave them all a smile, not that it made Artemis any less worried.

So the plan was that Artemis and Nightwing would go in first, as the ones with the most experienced in stealth mission they were the only ones actually equipped to do so. After the coast was clear Blitz and Kaldur'ahm would follow behind and watch the acrobat and archer's backs as they broke in to get what it was that they were supposed to retrieve. They were both the muscle, the extra pair of eyes that were necessary just in case someone got the drop on them.

And that left nothing for Conner, right? Wrong – as Nightwing smugly pointed out when the speedster complained that it wasn't fair to the rest of them.

It wasn't that Conner had no part in this mission; his task was just completely different from theirs. He was going to go inside as one of the security guards that guarded the floor with the objective, Nightwing had provided the kryptonian boy with a fake identity and the things he needed to pass off as one of them. All he had to do was make sure that no one spotted them, and if they were spotted he was to make sure the teens could get away safely. In other words, he was their failsafe.

Conner wasn't exactly too happy with this arrangement but then again, it's not like they knew if he could even be happy with anything. So, none of them gave if much thought as they proceeded with the planning.

"Everyone knows what to do, correct?" Kaldur'ahm asked around, glancing at each one of them individually.

And there it was, the reason he had been also appointed to this one task. He was their leader; the only one qualified to be. Even though they didn't know it, they could all feel that he himself was an honest soul. He wouldn't betray them; it was against his code of morality.

So they all nodded in agreement and said nothing. They had a plan now and all that needed to happen was to put that plan in action.

What could go wrong?

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