Enchanted Memories

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Arya's POV

Hiding in my assigned possession outside of Happy Harbor High, I went over the plan Im doing with the rest of the team. Protect the doctor, and take down any League of Shadows members. I stood with the doctor, being quiet as she worked on a reverse for the Fog.

"Everyone online?" A voice rings through my head, but causing pain has they did so. I clenched my head, holding it tight and biting my tongue so I won't scream, but I fell to my knees.

"Ohh." Artemis half groans, sitting down on the desk Dr. Roquette is working  to keep from losing her balance. "This is weird."

"And distracting." Dr. Roquette's voice cuts in as she continues to code quickly. "Coding a distributive algorithm virus on a kiddie computer with less RAM than a wristwatch is hard enough." she stops typing and starts moving her body as if she were speaking aloud. "Now I have to hear teen-think in my skull?" she grips her head with annoyance and perceived pain from a headache she's bound to get. "Also, what's with her?"

Artemis and Kid Flash looked to me as I was on my knees and clenching my head in pain. God, it felt like my head was going to explode while a band was crushing it at the same time.

"Miss M, cut the link to Arcane!" Kid Flash spoke into the link, his voice filled with panic as he rushed to my side. He helped hold my arms to help keep me grounded whime Artemis stayed with the doctor to monitor her work.

With a confused voice, "What, why?" Miss Martian asked. The link allowed her to communicate telepathically with the team and myself, so disconnecting seemed to be a bad idea, even to one teammate.

"Because I think the link is what's hurting her!" Kid Flash replied urgently. My eyes were squeezed shut, and I could feel the beads of sweat had formed on my brow.

Soon, Miss Martian severed the psychic connection to me. The agony began to subside, and I took a few deep breaths to steady myself as the pain ebbed away. I looked to Kid Flash as he helped me stand with gratitude, still breathing heavily from the ordeal.

Why did he seem so worried? I was new to the team, as was Artemis, but Kid Flash had barely acknowledged the archer since she joined. He seemed more annoyed with her being here more than anything. So why did he seem so worried for me?

♡─────◇♧♡ Time Skip ♡♧◇─────♡

Soon, we were under attack, and I found myself caught up in a fight with the L.O.S members that were determined to capture Dr. Roquette. Throwing hands around and fighting the opponent, her style of fighting was great. Like they had countless harsh hours spent honing her fighting style. The way they move with grace and swiftness left me struggling to keep up. Even with my training from Wonder Woman and Black Canary, I was struggling against her.

God, I am in a predicament. I can’t contact my team because I can't handle Martian Telepathy, and I'm struggling to keep up with my opponent. “You’re weak, newbie.” She taunted me. She reached her waist and flinging daggers at me with a deadly accuracy.

I rolled to the side to dodge the projectiles, feeling the whoosh of air as they passed close by. As I regained my footing, I tried to focus on tapping into my magic or communicating with nearby nature for assistance, but I couldn't get control of my abilities in the heat of battle. I would have to rely on my physical strength alone. Something I greatly lacked. I sidestepped again when the assassin tried to go for a punch.

I kept dodging a flurry of blows from the assassin, trying to think of ways to get the upper hand. Her fighting skills were better, and I couldn’t find a proper blow. She lunged at me again, I pulled a fakeeft and dropped into a roll, hiding behind a wall. But, it was like she knew I would do that and turned swiftly.

"You can't hide from me forever, magi," she taunted. The nickname seemed weird to be called put of nowhere, yet was strangely familiar. With a steady breath, reaching and focusing inward to focus my mind. I cleared my mind from fear. Now wasn't the time for that.

When she darted around the wall to engage me again, I was ready. As her dagger sliced through the air toward me, I leaned back at an angle, letting the momentum of her attack carry her forward. In the same motion, I grasped her outstretched wrist and used her own force against her, flipping her over my shoulder and slamming her into the ground.

She let out an "oof" of surprise but was already twisting to regain her feet. Before she could rise, I managed to conjure a sword and pressed it against her throat.

I blinked for a second, and the assassin threw a smoke bomb. The smoke blinded me, and when it let up, the assassin was gone, as was the sword I conjured up. Soon, I hear footsteps, and the team comes running.

Aqualad's voice came to my ears first. "Arcane, there you are. Are you okay?" He questions me, taking in my appearance. The fight was hard, and the assassin landed a few punches.

"I, uh- I'm fine." I shallowed. Finally breathing, the air filling my lungs from holding my breath.

Mis Martian spoke next, "I'm sorry, i had no idea my telapathic abilities would hurt you."

"It's fine, don't worry." I reassure the Martain teenager. "Just got into a fight of my own. I'm sorry i wasn’t much help." Miss Martian had lowered a still-knocked-out assassin closer to the ground.

"Superboy and I handed the Fog, and Dr. Roquette is safe." Robin excitedly informed me. To which I give a soft smile behind my mask.

"I've always wanted sisters." Miss Martian says to me and Artemis. Since her and I are the girls, along with Miss Martian. "On earth, I mean." She giggles as Aqualad holds his hand out to me. I stare before taking it.

"Welcome to the Team, Arcane."

×

I sighed, exhausted and bruised from the mission. I was sitting down in a park bench, attempting to relax before I had to go home to Wonder Woman. My mask off my face and next to me. The feeling of someone's eyes on me is keeping me from relaxing. The hairs on the back of my neck stood, protecting my blindspot.

I spond tightly, conjuring the sword again. Aiming tothe figure that was standing behind me. It was red Arrow,  standing there with his arms crossed. "You look rough." He commented. "Nice sword." He added with a scoff. "So what was your name?"

"...Arcane." I answered after a moment of hesitation. I was somewhat cautious about the boy in front of me. Maybe it was from Wonder Woman for something from before I lossed my memories, but anything I'm around, guys, I tense up. Look around for any and all escape exits and ways to give me time to get away faster. Was I always this paranoid about the male sex?

"You're the meta that needed some training." He says, almost cautious of me as I was to him. "Your powers only just appeared?" I stayed silent and stared. Unsure of what he did want me to answer. "I have half a mind to call bullshit, but maybe that amnesia did a reset as well." He walked closer. "I'm here to see why exactly Black Canary asked me to meet you off the job."

I gulped and stepped back. My grip on the sword tightened.

"I see why now." He said, his voice ... softening?