A/N:Disclaimer; Do not own Young Justice. If I did, that show would have kept going!

I am almost positive this isn't cannon, but since the show never showed how Artemis and Oliver met, in my mind this is what happened.

She had been exercising on the roof.

She would not join up with her father, she would take her sister's last words of wisdom. 'Every girl for herself'. So why was she still training?

It felt good.

The release of tension in her body always seemed to flow right out of her when she was lunging and jumping with invisible weapons at her disposal. The reason she chose the roof was because her mother did not approve of her youngest daughter doing anything even semi dangerous. Afraid she would end up like her other daughter, or her ex-husband, or worse herself.

Still, what was she supposed to do? Sit around and read her textbooks all night with so much built up? Not. Going. To. Happen.

So she was on the roof, rather explaining sneaking out then what she was doing sneaking out, when it happened. Gasping in shock as a bow and a bag of arrows landed at her feet, shortly followed by a man, wearing a green costume. Ten seconds later something landed a few feet away, and began crawling up to the downed man. She knew at once what she should do, run back inside, and hope that the thing took its original goal and left.

She glanced down at the man again, already taking a step back when she blinked in recognition. Hadn't she seen him on TV? Wasn't he with the Justice League?

Didn't matter, whatever had done this to him was still approaching, though slowly and clearly weary of this threat. She balked as she took several more steps back. This, whatever this was just took out a real live superhero. What chance did she have.

Then the man at her feet groaned, and rolled as if he were going to get up, then cried out in pain and fell back to the hard surface.

She was not like her sister.

Bending down and scooping up the bow in one hand, pulling out an arrow with the other, and letting her body do all the work while telling her mind to shut up. She released the arrow.

There was a flash of bright light, illuminating a cheetah still crouched, before it stood on hind legs and began sprinting off. Mind swirling, wasn't she usually after Wonder Woman, she stumbled over to the man and gave him a proper look. He was really coming to now, rubbing at his face and trying to sit up.

Her mind was still racing, why had she run away from a simple flash bang? Why had she been after Green Arrow? Instead as the man sat up and looked at her she blurted out "Where's your sidekick? Speedy, right?"

"He stayed home for homework, probably the last time I let him do that." The man groaned, standing up on his two feet and looking around expectantly. "Don't suppose you can point me in the direction of where my friend ran off to could you?"

She let her mouth sag open in shock for just a second before screaming "Your friend? Aren't you Green Arrow, a member of the Justice League? I thought you were one of the good guys?"

So much for not being like her family.

Through the blank white's of his eye mask, she saw him scrutinizing her before nodding, most likely to himself as that didn't answer any of her questions, and saying "Yes I am, and I suppose that was a pore thank you for saving my hide. And a bad time to make a joke."

He smiled and she was surprised to see the warmth in that smile, like he was genuinely happy to see her. She hadn't seen that look on anyone's face in a long time. Even her mom now looked at her with sadness more than anything nowadays.

"That was a nice shot you made by the way, had any training? What's your name anyways?"

Blinking in surprise, she realized she had two options. Lie, and go back to her quiet life, or actually make something of herself, right here, right now.

She chose the path her family never would have.