Chapter 16:

Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't been updating! I wrote this little filler chapter to let you know that this story is NOT dead! It's just hard for me to update. Anyways, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS OR YOUNG JUSTICE!

Artemis was standing on what looked like a sidewalk a block away from her home. Where was she going? She wasn't sure herself, but she kept walking. Also, she felt... Shorter than usual.

Finally, after finding her own will back, Artemis stopped and looked down at herself. The first thing that caught her sight was that she wasn't wearing her usual brown ankle boots nor her black combat boots from her hero outfit. Instead, she saw worn out green sneakers. Lifting her hands, she saw that they were smaller, more child-like.

Artemis was now wearing her old jean overalls with a green t-shirt under it.

She began to walk again against her will. Seriously, where. Is. She. Going?!

If she was a kid again, this is probably a part of her training from her father.

As Artemis began to cross the street, still slightly confused and deep in thought, she didn't notice a car coming towards her at full speed.

The car's horn broke her away from her thoughts, and Artemis stood frozen in fear, her feet wouldn't budge from their spot in the middle of the street.

She closed her eyes as the car get closer and closer until... She was tackled to the other side of the street towards the sidewalk.

The car dashed away, not even checking if the little girl they almost ran over was alright.

"Are you crazy!?" asked the person who had saved her. Artemis opened her eyes to see a girl, probably her age (as a child of course). The girl was wearing a violet and black striped long sleeve with dark jeans and purple sneakers. Her hair was covered under a black beanie that looked a one size too big. Artemis could see, however, on strand of black hair, while the rest seemed to be stuffed inside her hat. Her eyes hidden underneath her black beanie. Artemis couldn't even tell what her eye color was. "You could've been a pancake if it weren't for me, you scatterbrained blonde!"

Ignoring the insult, Artemis was too stunned at what had just happened. "Well, luckily, you were here in time." Artemis replied almost immediately.

She could tell that the girl furrowed her eyebrows, scowling at her. "Luck had nothing to with this." she muttered.

Not hearing her comment, Artemis tried to process what had just happened. Was this a memory of hers? This was obviously a dream, too real to be one, but a dream nonetheless. Artemis seemed to be too shocked to notice that her arm had been scraped and was now bleeding.

Fortunately, the girl had seen it. "Oh, your bleeding." Removing her pink bag from her back, she took out a bandage roll. She also took out an alcohol wipe to clean the wound.

Wincing, Artemis wondered if this girl had a whole medical kit in her bag. Why she had one in the first place was beyond her.

Carefully wrapping the bandage on, the girl smiled and stood up, lending a hand toward Artemis, which she gladly took.

"Thank you." Artemis said as the girl helped her off the ground.

"Don't mention it." The girl tucked the strand of black hair behind her ear. "What were you doing just standing in the middle of the street?" the girl asked.

Artemis still had no control of her words. She responded with, "I guess I was too deep in thought."

"Why were you in deep thought?"

Artemis had no idea what little her would say next. She doesn't remember this at all. Was this one of her memories? All she knew about her reason was that it had something to do with her dad and his training.

"Just thinking about how my dad pushes me to do all these ridiculous tasks." Well, it wasn't a lie. She thought some of her training were ridiculous. While some kids were outside playing hopscotch, she was inside, learning how to find people's pressure points. Most girls got cell phones for their birthdays, Artemis got her first utility belt and stun bombs. Usually kids hide in closets when playing hiding and seek, she was locked in one to find her own way out. I'm guessing you got the idea.

"He probably just wants to prepare you for the future." Artemis raised an eyebrow.

"The future?" The girl nodded.

"Isn't that what dads do?" The girl tilted her head to the side. "They prepare you for the future. The future is mysterious, anything can happen. You have to be prepared for whatever obstacle is thrown at you. He probably wants to know if you can handle yourself in the future when you're on your own, you know? Especially if you're all alone."

Artemis's eyes widened. She hadn't thought of it that way. She always thought that her dad just wants her to be his little super-villain sidekick, but now that she thinks about it, using her skills, she could be ready for anything.

"I never thought of it that way." The girl nodded her had then smiled sadly.

"It must be nice... Having a dad..." The girl muttered softly, so soft that Artemis barely heard her.

Artemis raised an eyebrow at her. "Don't you have a dad?"

The girl shrugged. "I don't know, but I've never met him or my mom."

"I'm so sorry." The girl shook her head and smiled.

"It's fine. I mean, I'm perfectly-" but she was cut off by a loud police siren as a police car was turning the corner. Stumbling to her feet, she began dashing off. "It was nice meeting you, scatterbrain, but I gotta run!"

"Wait, why are you-?" The girl, however, was still running, not turning back. Artemis guessed that she did not hear her.

Artemis watched as the little girl ran. Suddenly, the girl's image changed into an older, probably her original age (17), girl. The black and violet striped long sleeve was replaced by a black blazer. The dark jeans was replaced by a black and purple skirt over black tights. The purple sneakers were now black platform boots, where the heels were purple. The black beanie disappeared, and her hair was put in a ponytail. The only thing that was different was that her hair wasn't black.

It was pink.

Artemis awoke with a gasp. Sitting up, she looked down at her hands and saw that they were no longer childishly small. Sighing with relief, she glanced at her alarm clock. Noticing the time, Artemis groaned.

The clock read: 7:30. If she didn't get ready now, she would be late to school.

"Artemis, you're going to be late, if you don't get out of bed." her mother said as she entered the room. Noticing her distracted stare, Paula (Artemis's mom) rolled her wheelchair by her bed. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"

Shaking out of her reverie, Artemis gave her mom a reassuring smile. "Yeah, sorry. My alarm clock didn't go off." Artemis replied as she swung her legs around the bed and stood up.

Paula, however, was not convinced, but she let it slide for now. "Okay, well, breakfast is in the kitchen. I'd be quick if I were you." With that, she rolled out of the room.

Once her mother left, Artemis released the breath she didn't know she was holding.

As she began changing into her uniform, Artemis suddenly couldn't recall the dream she had anymore. The dream began slipping away from her mind. The girl with her black beanie hat bobbing up and down as she ran farther away from her memory. The girl whose appearance changed into someone familiar just kept running, too out of reach to be remembered.

And just like that, she was gone.

And there's chapter 16! Yes, I know you guys have missed me! But I'm pretty busy this year, so updates will be slow. Remember how Artemis kept saying that Jinx looked so familiar? Well this was what had happened. So R&R!

~Superbluestar428