Artemis let out a sigh as the warm water hit her body. It felt amazing. She had just come home from the cave after a particularly dirty mission. She was covered in dirt, sweat, and a bit of blood. Now I know what you're thinking, 'Artemis killed someone?' No, it wasn't someone else's blood, it was hers. She had been nicked by a stray rock; flying at her after Klarion the Witch Boy had thrown a spell at her. The league had sent the team to investigate a disturbance at a local museum, which had turned out to be Klarion trying to steal some ancient magical artefact. Who knows which one. She hadn't really been paying much attention. Either way they had managed to keep the object safe, but unfortunately Klarion had escaped.

The cut from the rock stung slightly as the water poured onto it and Artemis looked down at her thigh were it was located. It was bigger than she had initially thought, starting above her knee and going up to mid-thigh. She was surprised she had managed to get out of the cave without the team noticing. She hadn't wanted to make a big deal out of it, and she was used to hiding injuries. When she had been with her dad he would make her go on missions after hard training sessions that left her with broken bones and stitches. She was used to having to patch herself up and didn't want to bother the team with it. She had also wanted to just get home and clean the layer of dirt off. Plus, to her being injured was a sign of weakness. She didn't want them thinking she was weak. It was bad enough she was Roy's replacement, having to live up to him.

She sighed again as she saw she would need to stitch up the cut. She was almost finished her shower when it started. Her hearing started to sound fuzzy and black dots danced around the edge of her visions. She didn't feel well. Her legs were getting weak. She was going to faint. She turned off the shower as quick as she could and got out. She fell to the floor and lay there for a few minutes until the feeling passed. She stood up and walked slowly to her room. She still wasn't feeling well but at least the strange fainting feeling was gone.

"What the hell was that?" she whispered to herself.

She had never fainted before and she was feeling fine (Minus the cut) minutes before. Artemis quickly dismissed it as exhaustion and the heat. She got out her med kit and started to stitch the wound. She put a roll of fabric in her mouth and bit down as the pain seared through her leg. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she didn't make a sound, not wanting to wake her mother. When she was done she put away her med kit and limped over to her bed. She was about to lay down and sleep when she remembered. Homework. She groaned and limped over to her desk to get started on the dreaded math.

The next day Artemis woke up, still exhausted. All she wanted to do was sleep. But, of course she went to school. She didn't bother to hide her limp. The cut seemed to be even more painful today, but she had checked and it hadn't been infected as far as she could tell. She noticed Dick Grayson watching her. At one point in the day he came up to her, but unlike usually instead of his diabolical smile, he had an expression of worry.

"Hey, Artemis what happened to your leg?"

Artemis of course, being the smart, awesome person she was... had forgotten to make up an excuse.

"Um...well... I cut it."

"...How?"

"...I was cooking. And I dropped the knife. On my leg."

He had given her a look as if to say 'Really? You expect me to believe that? 'Cuz I'm pretty sure that's not even possible.' but he dropped the subject, walking with her to her next class. She had to admit, as weird as he was she liked him. They talked every so often and he was cool. He didn't seem snobby like a couple of the other kids at this school. The rest of her day passed uneventfully and soon she was at home changing into her civilian clothes. As she changed she glanced at her cut. It was smaller than when she had left home this morning. Like...freakishly smaller. It was down to half as bad as it had been, but...the pain was still there. It hadn't gone away. If anything, it may have gotten a little worse. Deciding it was some fluke, or her imagination, Artemis continued changing.

"Mom! I'm going to my after school activities!" Artemis yelled as she left the building.

"Have fun sweetie! Don't hurt yourself!"

Artemis let out a quiet bitter laugh.

'Little late for that...' She thought.

She headed for the nearest Zeta beam. As she stood outside of the old phone booth she swore she could feel eyes watching her. She quickly whipped around, taking out her emergency crossbow and pointing it in the direction she sensed it from. A creepy laugh filled the air, as Robin stepped out, a smile on his face.

"I come in peace!" He said, his hands in the air.

Artemis rolled her eyes and lowered the crossbow.

"So...Artemis...Whatcha doin in Gotham?" Robin questioned, smiling cheekily.

"Um... visiting my cousin...again."

"Wow. You two must be very close. I mean, you come all the way from Star city for her spelling bee and now just to visit her? What a great cousin you are!" Robin said with a smirk.

"Um...ya. Are we just gonna stand here or are you going in?"

"Of course." Robin said, grinning. "Ladies first."

Artemis rolled her eyes. "Déjà vu much? You go first."

Robin smirked and walked into the phone booth. In a flash, he was gone.

Artemis blinked away the spots left by the flash. She put her hand on the door and was about to open it when she heard a small noise from behind her. The same feeling of being watched washed over her as she jumped away from the door, and whipped around again. Robin had gone so it couldn't be him. Her eyes searched the alleyway, but found nothing.

"Probably a cat or something..." She thought.

She quickly limped back to the door, flinging it open and entering. She was so not looking forward to training with her leg still killing her... but it was too late to call in sick. There was a flash of light and she was gone.

Little did she know, it had not been a cat in the alleyway with her. A shadow stepped out from behind one of the trash bins, an evil grin spreading across its face.

A/N:Please Review! Also! If someone could tell me how to edit your stories after they have already been posted...it would be appreciated very much ;)