Ahhhhh, I took forever again, didn't I?

I'mSoSorryIDidn'tMeanTo.

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Artemis had never been one to fear heights. Actually, she loved them and the thrill that came when she was up in the air and so close to flying. So close but never quite close enough.

What she didn't like, though, was being taken by the waist and grappled up into the air.

Just. Like. Nightwing. Did.

She would have screamed if she hadn't felt like she suddenly couldn't breathe, would have struggled if she didn't suddenly think of herself crashing down onto the pavement that seemed to be growing distant by the second. The archer forced herself to look up and keep her mind on the face that there was no harness.

When she was finally free from his hold and on solid ground, the nasty glare she gave the acrobat did not keep him from smirking widely at her. "Had fun?" So damn smug!

"A little warning next time?" She couldn't keep the venom from seeping into her tone as she regained her breath. If she wasn't getting paid for this, she would have torn his pretty little face to shreds. Maybe afterwords she could... no, she wasn't even going to consider it.

No murders. At least not because of her.

Artemis spun around to see that Aqualad and the speedster were already on the roof. How'd they get there..? She paid it no mind, looking over at the locked door that led inside the building. With a hand on her hip, she approached it and pulled on the handle.

Locked, as she'd assumed.

"How are we getting in here, anyways?" The blonde turned back to Nightwing and when he did nothing but shrug in reply, her attention turned to the atlantean. "Any ideas, smart guy?"

In an instant, Blitz was standing beside her. "I got an idea." He spoke up, smirking at her in a way that made Artemis want to shudder. He pointed at her. "You go in there."

She looked to where he pointed next, seeing the air shaft that stood parallel to the door. No way was she going in there, no way in hell. Her slender fingers ran through a strand of her tied back hair as she glared coolly at the speedster. "Since it's your idea, I think it's only fair for you to do the honors."

"No, I insist." He spat back with an equally nasty glare.

Before either of them could say another word, Nightwing had strolled past them with more calm than either of them had ever felt and pried the grill off the vent's entrance. "We're all going." He spoke up, looking at the two arguing teens. "Right, Aqualad?"

The dark skinned teen nodded in agreement. "It is for the best." He, just like the acrobat, looked incredibly calm to them. Artemis wondered how they could stay that way for so long.

She glanced at Blitz angrily one last time before deciding on walking away and towards Nightwing. "Whatever." Without another word, she crawled inside and started to make her way forward. And away from the annoying speedster. It wasn't long until she heard the sounds of clatter and voices behind her.

She assumed that Wally was already inside.

"I barely fit in here!" Yeah, that was the speedster alright. His complaints echoed through the crammed space and she had to hold back a moan. Couldn't he be quiet for one second?! She just wanted to get this over with, without any annoyances and the speedster was a major annoyance.

A cackle made her realize that Nightwing was directly behind her, obviously enjoying the speedster's 'agony'. "Chill out, Kid Dork. Just a little longer..." He was definitely enjoying this.

Artemis bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming at them, or telling them to shut up. She continued to crawl forward until light reached her eyes and she peered down to see an empty hallway beneath her. Her leg kicked out and the grate dropped beneath, clattering loudly as she hoped down and landed on her feet.

One quick look around told her that they were in the clear, no cameras and no security. She motioned for the others to drop down too. "All clear."

The raven haired acrobat jumped down in a graceful manner, flashing her his white teeth beneath his wide grin. "Do this often?" He asked cheekily, before rubbing his arm in pain and a grimace overtook his features. "Ow!" He exclaimed in pain as the archer punched him angrily.

"Well, that's none of your business." She replied coyly, stepping out of the way as Blitz and Aqualad also exited the air vents.

Blitz offered Nightwing a smug look as he noticed the pained expression on his face. Then he saluted towards the two and chuckled. "Lead the way, Wing and Kitty."

Artemis pressed her lips in a thin line, deciding not to quarrel with the speedster while they were inside the building. She spun around and took off in the other direction before coming to a halt and glancing between a lone, dark hallway and a brightly lit one. Her instincts told her to take the dark one, so she spun in that direction and continued to move.

She didn't hear any complaining form her companions as they followed behind. There was another pause as she came to a large steel door that seemed to be locked shut. The place felt eerily similar to the place she'd pulled the last heist and she forced herself to swallow her fear. "It's behind that door, I know it."

"Way to point out the obvious, Tigress." Wally commented as he stepped up beside her, hands on his hips and looking much more cocky then should be allowed.

Artemis rolled her eyes, shoving him out of the way as she stepped over to the door. "Out of my way." She rested her palm on its cool surface, familiar with how to handle this type of situation. Her eyes inspected the door, landed on the keypad that stood off to the side and she smirked in accomplishment.

The others simply watched, unsure of how to react to her attitude. "Um, Tigress..?" Nightwing asked, confusion lacing his tone as he moved to place a hand on her shoulder. "Maybe you should met me -" He was cut off by a wave of her hand.

"Shush." She commanded, her fingers moving to the keypad as her fingers punched in a string of numbers that were lost in their eyes. With a click, the door slid open and Artemis could only grin wider. "Piece of cake." It was the same code as the one of her last heist, figured. Both buildings were owned by Lex Luthor.

Everything in the security room was boring. Conner Kent sat with his back to the door as he stared at the monitors before him. He tugged at the collar of his security uniform, mentally growling at the fact that he was the one who had to show his face in public instead of the others.

The clone rubbed at his eyes, looking at the other security guard who stood to his side. What was his name again? Oh yeah. Guardian.

Superboy wasn't sure what he'd signed on for, considering the man didn't look like any average security guard. If he didn't know any better, with the man's strange get up, he'd say that the man could be a member of the Justice League.

But of course, this building belonged to his adoptive father and Lex Luthor would never get involved with the likes of them.

The room was silent. Neither of them bothered to even try to take part in small talk. Conner was prepared for anything at the moment, knowing that at any moment things could take a turn for the worst and he'd have to either rush to make a run for it or stand his ground and go toe to toe with this... Guardian fellow.

Yeah, running was not going to be an option, apparently.

He kept looking at the video footage, the spot where the valuable merchandise was placed looked empty. That could only mean that Nightwing had hacked the footage, as he had already told them he would do. Unless there was some kind of malfunction, there was no way the cameras would betray them.

He glanced at the door from the corner of his eye. Outside he had counted about twenty or so guards, all armed. And that was just on the first floor. He blended in, although he did look young to them they had bought his 'new guy' routine.

At least something good had come with dating a Martian; learning how to be someone you're not.

It seemed like hours went by with nothing but the sounds of the machines whirling in his ears as sound. By then, he figured that everything would go according to plan. It didn't seem like anything could go wrong, and the thought made him relax ever so slightly.

Of course, he couldn't have been more wrong.

Jumping up at the sounds of commotion outside, both he and Guardian gave each other a spare glance before heading towards the door to see what was the matter. He reached it first, tugging the door open with a little more force than necessary.

They both stepped out, and Conner could only stare with a slack jaw as Lex Luthor himself entered through the front door.

Not. Good.

The other guards lined up against the sides, looking more like soldiers than anything in Conner's eyes. That bought him some cover at least, if Lex saw and recognized him then they were all done for.

Guardian went to greet the man, while Conner calmly walked away from the scene. "Guys." He called through the comm-link, placing his finger to his ear as he spoke. "We have a big problem."

He could hear silence and static crackling in the air before Nightwing's voice asked hesitantly. "What kind?"

"Oh my."

He froze where he stood, the familiar voice bringing sending shivers down his spine as he replied coolly. He turned, only to see the man looking straight at him with a malicious gleam in his eyes. Conner's expression turned cold and unreadable. "Lex Luthor."

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