A/N: Hey guys! Again, sorry for the delay. Also, these next two chapters are going to be a little different, i.e. no action. So, it will be a little slow. They're mostly about how the two groups of superteens are adjusting to the situation, and are my attempt at making this story more wholesome.

Enjoy!
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Earth-12041
Queens
June 3 14:20 EDT
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Artemis lays on the couch as Wally hovers over her protectively. Both of their cowls are down, as they stare at each other lovingly. The redhead lulls her into a state of relaxation as he runs his hand through her golden, silky hair. She loves it when he does this -- treating her like she's the only other person in the world. It makes her feel special.

"I'm going to get a snack," the speedster tells her. "Want anything?"

She sighs, contently, and replies, "Just some water."

Wally smiles and pecks her lips before he gets up and heads into the kitchen.

As he walks the short distance, his thoughts can't help but focus on her. Sure, Spidey--Peter--told him that she'll be fine. Especially, after the arachnid gave Artemis a drug to help with her concussion. But, Wally can't help but worry about her.

The redhead simply sighs as he heads to the fridge to get a couple bottles of water. Doing so, Wally passes Peter, whom is talking with his aunt, May.

"Peter," his Aunt stresses, "I know that you like to make new friends and all, but these two can't stay here. We don't have the space to take on more people."

"I know Aunt May," Peter replies, pleading, "But, we have to try. For all I know, Fury is just going to lock them in cell for a week until he finds a way to return them to their home world. That's if he finds a way at all!!"

"Don't worry about that last one," Wally butts in as he turns around, having gotten what he came for. "I have some friends working on it. They messaged me a little bit ago that they managed to find something useful. I won't really know until they get here."

"Friends...?" Aunt May inquires, glaring at Peter.

Peter rubs the back of his neck nervously., stating, "Th-their team has nine members, altogether."

"And you expected us to care and provide for all of them!?!" May retaliates.

"Hey!" Peter interjects, his hands raised in front of him. "Just for tonight. That's all I ask."

Aunt May sighs.

"Fine," she relents. She points at Peter and Wally, "But, you and speed-eater over there are going to have to go get more food, because he just ate half the fridge."

Said speed-eater is currently eating his twelfth sandwich, to satiate his craving for a "small snack".

"I have a fast metabolism...." Wally replies nervously. Swallowing his last bite.

Peter sighs and drags Wally up to his room to find clothes for the speedster, so they can go to the supermarket without attracting too much attention.
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Back in the livingroom, White Tiger, Ava, takes a seat next to Artemis's feet.

"Hey," the dark haired woman starts, kindly. "How are you doing?"

"Fine," the archer replies. "My head still hurts, and I'm thirsty. I asked Wally to get me a drink, but he hasn't returned, yet."

"Well... you're going to be waiting for a while," Ava smirks. "May sent Peter and him out to refill the fridge. Your boyfriend certainly eats alot."

Artemis chuckles and sits up a little.

"It's due to his powers," she smirks back at Ava. "They speed up more than just his movements. His body functions faster, giving him a higher body temperature and higher energy demands."

Ava nods, understanding everything. It's similar to theory she made for her A. P. Biology paper on Quicksilver.

"So..." she says in a more teasing way. "Does that mean he does everything faster...?"

"Well," Artemis blushes. "It certainly affects his personality. His brain works faster, so he's a genius, but acts impulsively. He's quick to anger, but, more importantly, he's quick to forgive. And, that's something I appreciate, especially since my family wasn't really the... forgiving type."

"Speaking of forgiveness," Ava says softly. "Peter and I are sorry for hurting you."

"It's okay," Artemis smiles softly. "You were just following your orders. Frankly, I would have done the same, if the Bat told us."

"The Bat...?"

"Batman," Artemis clarifies. "The Dark Knight? The gritty, brooding protector of Gotham, the most crime-ridden city on Earth. Well... my Earth. He dresses as a bat, only wears black, has tons of gadgets, is well trained, and gives The Team missions."

"Sounds alot like Fury," Ava smirks. "Except, without the bat stuff."

The two share a small laugh.

"Although, he does have an eyepatch," Ava adds, smiling.

Artemis smiles back, then frowns.

"What's wrong?" Ava asks, caringly

"It's... It's nothing," Artemis says weakly, turning away and finding the floor really interesting.

Silently, Ava moves closer and puts a hand on the emerald archer's shoulder. Nothing but caring and kindness behind the gesture.

Artemis sighs.

"It's just...," the blonde starts, "you... your Tiger persona. It reminds me of my sister. We haven't been on the best of terms, but... my mother and her are most-likely worried sick."

Ava nods, not really relating, but knowing what it's like to miss a family member. Which is what motivates Ava to ask, "What about your father?"

Artemis scowls and grits her teeth, "Frankly, I don't care what he feels. That is, if he feels anything at all. For all I know, he had something to do with this."

"What makes you think that?" Ava inquires, confused. For why would a father want to banish his own daughter to another dimension?

"Because he's a member of cabal of supervillains that, on several occasions, has bested the League and a major enemy for my Team," Artemis shares, angrily and venomously.

"Wait... You're a villain's kid!?" Ava blurts, slightly shocked; capturing Aunt May's attention.

Artemis sees both of their surprised expressions, and scratches the back of her head, "Yeah... My father is a high level thief, and my sister is a professional assassin. My mother was a thief, like my father, but she got severely injured while on a job. While she was in prison, my father had trained me, and my sister."

"And trained is a broad description. It's more like he hunted me in order to make me stronger," Artemis snarls, picking at the couch.

"I know what that's like, unfortunately," Ava replies, to which Artemis quirks a brow.

The cat sighs, "His name is Kraven, The Hunter. He tracks down and kills animals and people connected to mystical artifacts in order to increase his own power."

"Sounds like my dad and him would get along just fine," Artemis says venomously.

Ava smirks and asks, "What's his moniker?"

"Sportsmaster," Artemis smirks back. "He dresses up like a jock with pads, a mace, and a hockey mask."

Ava laughs.

"Sounds more like discount Taskmaster," she chuckles. Seeing Artemis's confusion, she elaborates, "Guy wears a skull mask and is able to learn anyone's combat skills just by watching them."

"Now that is creepy," Art bites.

"Tell me about it," Ava smirks. "So... You and the speedster, huh?"

"So... You and the spider, huh?" Art teases back.

Ava scoffs, blushes, and flails. "What!?! No! Never! He's..."

"Cheesy, adorable, good looking, and has a heart of gold and a smile that can brighten up any room," Artemis lists proudly, for these are also the qualities that Wally has that she secretly adores. "Trust me. You'd be an even bigger fool if you don't acknowledge the attraction."

Ava just grunts and flops back on the couch, as Artemis chuckles; knowing that the cat is swimming in Da Nile.

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A/N: As mentioned, the next chapter won't contain much physical action, but it will be important. It's titled "Interdimensional Cabal", and I'll let you readers discuss your theories as to what that implies. As usual, please vote, comment, and follow, if you like what you see and want it to continue!!

--Salud!!