Anon- Thanks for your review, kinda sad that you were the only reviewer lol but hopefully this story will pick up some other readers its gunna be a roller coaster! Thanks again!

This story follows up to the New Years Eve episode and from there it is whatever comes out of my weird mind lol hope everyone enjoys and reviews!

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"How are you holding up?", Artemis asked as she sat down on her temporary bed and looked to Zatanna.

"This is what I wanted…independence and to be able to work with the team….but not at this price", she slumped down on her bed facing Artemis while she removed her white gloves.

"It'll all work out, it always does. Biggest thing is to stay positive", she tried to console the other girl but sentiment wasn't her strongest suite.

"I miss him, he is there in mind but Nabu is there in body. I just want my dad back….", she hugged her self as tears threatened to fall.

"I know the feeling", the archer said softly as she pulled off her mask and let down her hair. Zatanna and her were in the same boat but at different ends. While Zatanna had a strong chance of Nabu releasing Zatara and him returning there was no magic or force holding Artemis's father. He was a villain and would never be a good man again. It was a hard pill to swallow but it was one she had to accept.

"Soooo you and Wally?", she released a nervous laugh and looked at the magical youth.

"Don't give me that, I saw you and bird boy", Zatanna's cheeks turned a bright red as she lifted her fingers to her lips.

"Touché", Artemis looked to her feet and sighed softly while Zatanna rose to prepare for bed. Though the last thing she wanted to be worrying about was the young hero, Zatanna couldn't help but smile as she removed her coat. To say she was interested would be an under statement, she liked Robin. But a lonely thought washed over her as she hung up her coat. How can you like someone when you don't even know who they are?

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Roy spit, clearing his mouth of the coppery taste of blood that still lingered regardless of how many times he tried to rid him self of it. Lifting his arm he wiped his mouth on his sleeve only to wince and growl. Though the thugs were easy enough he had gotten careless or perhaps he let them have those hits. He felt so numb inside maybe he wanted to feel a little pain, a reminder that this wasn't all a dream.

Looking down on the alley he watched as a few cops escorted Beanie and Band boy towards a waiting car while another took the girl's statement. Another set of scumbags off the streets was good enough for him as he turned to walk across the roof top. Moving stiffly he secretly wished he hadn't let Beanie deliver those hits to his ribs. Jumping across the gap between the current building he was on and the next he froze as the soft sound of clapping reached his ears.

"Bravo Hero, bravo", he recognized that sultry voice from the way the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. Turning his head before his body he caught sight of her sitting on the edge of the stairwell hutch, Cheshire.

"What do you want?", he lowered his hand to his bow preparing for anything. Cheshire was known for her capability to distract and attack without warning, he could personally attest to that.

"Temper, temper. Im not here to fight", she slipped off the hutch and landed without a sound.

"If you came to mess with my head it wont work", he watched her as she tilted her head to the side and purred softly, a sound that for some reason wracked him.

"That's not why im here", Roy watched Cheshire carefully as she approached him. She had gotten the drop on him one to many times an if she was here there was a very good chance that Sports Master was not to far away.

"Then why are you here?", he turned his head to the side as she circled him. The way she moved fascinated him in all honesty. She was like liquid, each step with grace, each movement made with decided purpose.

"Curiosity", he felt her hand brush his thigh as she passed him but when her hand glided over his quiver he reacted. Pulling an arrow as he grabbed his bow he turned with precision, stopping when the tip of the arrow was pointed at her chest.

"Curiosity killed the cat remember", he felt all his muscles respond to his pose as he held the bow steady in one hand and the string pulled back with the other. This game with Cheshire was one he didn't take lightly but found some where in the back of his mind that he enjoyed it.

Roy was a long distance fighter, though his hand to hand combat was good he needed improvement. But Cheshire did not, hand to hand was the kitten's specialty and her claws were sharp. At the distance she was from him his bow and quiver would be useless and he would be left with nothing more then the knives he equipped his boots with. Always be prepared was a statement he never took lightly, never.

"Mmmm yes", she purred as she came forward so the tip of the arrow was touching her, "But satisfaction brought it back". In a blink she had dropped to the ground and rose up within the awkward circle of his arms as he held his bow. Roy cursed under his breath as his fingers slipped and the arrow was sent flying into the side of the neighboring building. Frowning down at Cheshire he froze as her fingers brushed over his lips and across his jaw. "Till next time Hero", before he could counter smoke irrupted around him and was left coughing and gasping, alone.

Cheshire landed gracefully on a rooftop over looking the coughing male, removing her mask she watched as he backed out of the smoke and looked around. Assuming her gone he compressed his bow and headed to retrieve his wayward arrow.

"Your mission was to kill him", the gruff voice over her shoulder made Cheshire hiss as she returned her mask and turned sharply. Sports Master stood feet from her, his arms folded over his broad chest.

"I don't tell you how to do your job, don't tell me how to do mine", as she moved to brush past him, he reached for her for her. But years of knowing his temper and sometimes heavy hand had prepared her. Ducking away she pulled a katana free from her back and pointed it at him. "Don't you dare touch me, it is my mission to complete. Don't, interfere again.".

"We don't have time for you to toy with him, remember who you are dealing with little girl. Remember who is stronger.", he growled and turned to leave. Once Cheshire was sure he was gone she sheathed her katana and dug into her pocket. Pulling free a small GPS tracker she watched the red dot move across down town, her prey seemed to be seeking out a place to rest for the remaining hours of night. Given his direction he did not plan on returning in the direction she had started tracking him from.

Looking out over the city she could hear the orders whispering through her thoughts as she closed her eyes, 'Find the clone and dispose of it, we no longer have need for the Red Arrow'. Opening her eyes slowly she felt a smile grace her full lips as she looked back down at the tracker.

"Had to end some time…didn't it Hero".

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