The first time I met her I had my doubts, just as the rest of the team. She seemed…brash and a bit arrogant; bold. She was certainly not Roy and she never would be-she could never replace him, and at that time I did not know whether that was a good thing or not. All that I knew was that she was here and here to stay.
Time went by and it was brought to my attention that there was a mole in the team. Of course the information came from Sportsmaster which was reason enough to bring forth doubt. But I must confess…the first person I thought of…was Artemis. It wasn’t intentional at all; just automatic, and as I look back on them, I am deeply ashamed for such thoughts now. After she saved us all, all uncertainty of her loyalty vanished, and the negative feelings I held started to be replaced with something…more.
I got to know the real Artemis; the person behind the, as the people up here would call it, “tough girl act.” We spent more time together, got used to each other, and mere friendship left us soon behind. Or at the least me. But as I stand here now in a corridor hidden from the curious eyes of our teammates and the Justice League, one arm wound around her back and the other lost in her long, golden hair as I kiss her, I believe that the idea of friendship has evolved into something more for her as well, and that we’re both glad that she walked into this life.
don’t shoot me
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