Young Justice (A Fifth Harmony Story)

Arc 1: Part 4

A/N: I needed bad guys. I have nothing against the 'characters' used. I didn't want to use Austin or Brad as a bad guy. They probably won't be in this story period.

Although she doesn't come out in this chapter, Bitchy Lauren will be back. We are halfway through this arc. And then we can add more sidekicks.

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"Daddy?"

Three year old Normani looked at the big man in front of him. He had pretty art on his body. She saw him holding a weird fork.

The man grinned as he crouched down. "It's nice to meet you."

Normani grinned and walked into his opened arms. She looked up at her mother, who was watching with a serene look.

"Daddy," Normani whispered, closing her eyes.

A few hours later, Arthur sat in front of the little girl. "I'm the King of Atlantis. That makes you a princess," he told the little girl, whose eyes widened.

"P'incess," she whispered, a grin appearing on her face. She looked at the older man.

"Princess Normani," he told her, reaching into his pocket and taking out a lumpy crown. He placed it on Normani's head. "My daughter."

Normani squealed in joy. She gently touched the crown, before hugging the man. "Daddy."

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"When are you going to take that stick out your ass?" Normani asked, leaning back. She stared at Lauren, who was holding the ice against her face. "You did deserve that."

Lauren didn't answer. She just stared at the ground. She hadn't said anything since entering Normani's quarters. The quarter-Atlantean was wondering what the vigilante was thinking about.

"What are you doing here Jauregui?"

Lauren looked up, a look of surprise on her face. Normani wondered if she was just stuck in her head.

"You don't want to work with us. How can we trust you if you won't trust us?"

Lauren's cheeks tinted red, looking away. "I don't know how."

"It's the same like when you worked with your dad."

Lauren looked at Normani. "I don't trust him."

Normani raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything else.

"I can't trust him."

"Why not?" Lauren looked away. "You can't go through life alone. But I can't help you if you don't talk."

"It's all his fault," Lauren muttered, her hands tightening into fists. She looked at Normani, anger in her eyes.

"What's his fault?"

"My family is dead because he wouldn't do what needs to be done."

"What needs to be done?" Normani asked, leaning forward.

Lauren closed her eyes. "He's killed a lot of people. He killed Jason. He needs to be put down."

"Batman doesn't kill."

"Maybe he should."

"What are you planning Lauren?" Normani asked, alarms ringing in her head.

Lauren didn't respond. She just brought the ice to her face.

"Lauren, do you plan to kill him?"

The vigilante didn't answer. Normani didn't know what else to say. She stared at Lauren. Things she was saying was telling her to push. But she didn't know how. She didn't know Lauren. She didn't really know her team. How could she put her life in their hands if she didn't know them? She knew she couldn't fully trust Lauren. But could she trust the others?