FudoTwin17: Hey, guys. Although today was one of the greatest days of my life (I went to Michigan's Adventure! Teehee!), right now I have a horrible sunburn. And it hurts. Plus, you know that Aloe stuff? Well, that got into some of the cuts on my foot from the park. :( Not fun. Anyway, I am shaking at the moment and every time I move or something touches me, it sparks on fire. It's more than not fun. It's awful. And I hate staying still. As well as that, I just got back from my friend's open house. We're only friends because of my sister. It sucks to know that she only talks to me for my sister. :( And I was just watching Anderson when I heard of this thing called "Forced Sterilization" that went on in the US for as long as the 70's! It made me so mad! It basically let the government decide that some people were "undesirable" and therefore shouldn't have children! I'm so mad about it! And I looked it up, and almost no one will do anything about it! The government doesn't care that it took away the rights of people to have children. As well as that, I found out that my state did it until 1979! I'm so angry. And after that I found a site where people want TO BRING IT BACK! It's horrible! One Okay, enough of my ranting. I'm gonna update now. Thank you, The strong silver flower, for this next idea. Thank you all for reading! I don't own Young Justice.

Villain by Nature

As Artemis sat at her kitchen table, eating her breakfast (as it was a Saturday and she didn't have to rush out the door with a piece of toast sticking out of her mouth), her mind seemed to wander places that she very frankly didn't want it to go. But her mind wouldn't listen to her. Ever.

She was staring at her mom, who was at the table, somehow dressed, awake, having already eaten, and was looking at bills. Artemis knew they were bills. When her mom looked and payed the bills, she had this look on her face. A wistful look, and a sad one. Sometimes she would bite her lower lip like Artemis did to keep her cool in dangerous situations, like a mission or a hot boy.

But it was different.

Her mother looked at bills like that, because they were struggling. Even when they had enough to pay the bills, her mother's expression never changed.

And there was that subject that just wouldn't leave her alone.

When her mother looked at the bills like that, Artemis knew she was thinking back to the days when she had more than enough money to pay off the bills. She knew she was thinking about her days as Huntress. Artemis knew her mind traveled to her days on the wrong side of the law much more than healthy, but her mother would never go back. Artemis knew that at least. After jail, Artemis knew that her mother never wanted her girls to go down the wrong path.

And since Jade had long since become the example of her mother's worries, Artemis became her mother's hero. Figuratively and literally.

But Artemis couldn't blame her mother for wanting things easier. Goodness, Artemis wanted things better! After losing an easy lifestyle or comfort of some sort, it's hard to go back. But Artemis's mother did, and that was what mattered.

But she wasn't the only villain in the family.

Artemis swirled around some soggy cereal as her teeth found a nice spot to bite into the softness of her inner cheek. Her sister was an assassin. She wasn't only an assassin, but she was a good assassin.

Her sister and her lost one another. Artemis remembered those sleepless nights without her big sister when her mom was in jail. Her sister left her alone. And she wasn't just alone. She had been scared. She had cried.

During that time, Jade could have been putting her talents for killing to use. Or maybe she had been stealing from a high-tech company that had desperately needed it's devices. Artemis didn't know, but she knew what she had gone through with her sister gone.

Artemis chewed on her cereal slowly, trying desperately to distract her mind, yet it still unwillingly went to the last of her family.

Her dad. Sportsmaster. Laurence Crock.

She remembered how her mom protected Jade and her. Even when she was a villain, her mom was very straight forward about how she didn't want them hurt badly. It didn't always stop her dad, though. Artemis shivered.

She could still remember her dad's cruel words in her head as if he were right there, whispering in her ear. "You're good, Artemis. Better than good. You're a villain by nature."

But that wasn't what happened, was it? She became a heroine. She saved people from criminals like her father. She put her talents to use to help people. She didn't hurt anyone. She didn't kill. She didn't steal. She was a hero.

Yet, somehow, her mind would wonder. What would have happened if she hadn't gone to Gotham Academy? What if she turned the other way? That night, she had been determined to do something, anything. So long as it was crazy.

What if she had done something villainous? What if she ended up on the wrong side? What if she ended up like the rest of her family? A villain, ready to steal, murder, or hurt anyone in her path? What would have happened?

She didn't know. But it wasn't a good thing.

"Artemis?" She heard her mother call. When she looked up, she realized that her mom was staring at her.

"What?" She asked, slightly worried that she had zoned out and hadn't heard something her mom had said or asked.

"Are you alright?" Her mom asked.

"Oh, uh, y-yeah." She paused, looking down at her soggy cereal. "I'm going to get dressed and go out." She stood bringing the dish to the sink to rinse it before she dressed.

"Okay." Her mom replied, going back to the bills. "Be back by nine." When her mom got an incredulous look, she stated very simply, "It's a school night."

Artemis sighed, going to get dressed.

She was going to Mount Justice. Sure, it wasn't the best place, but that was where her friends were. That was where the heroes were. And not just the showy heroes, but the real heroes, the heroes no one knew about or cared about.

Those were the ones that she belonged with.

FudoTwin17: Sorry it's so short (like barely two pages), but I didn't really know how to continue it. Anyway, everything above still makes me very angry. And I am very openly unhappy about it. Okay, now that that's been said, please review and request. That way I can say three R's instead of two. R&R&R!