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Author has written 10 stories for Danny Phantom, Teen Titans, Familiar of Zero, Akatsuki no Yona/暁のヨナ, and Young Justice.
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The Return (Rewrite)
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She was tackled to the ground on the other side of the street, towards the sidewalk. The car dashed away, not even checking if the little girl they almost ran over was alright. There was a ringing in her ears that seemed to drown away the world around her. A face appears in her line of vision, a girl probably the same as her current age in this dream-world. The girl’s lips are moving, and it’s then that she realizes that the girl is yelling something at her.
“-ey! Are you crazy!?” Her savior exclaims, “You could’ve been a pancake if it weren’t for me, you scatterbrained bimbo!” The girl continued as she got up and dusted off the dirt from her jeans. Artemis watches her, eyeing the girl up and down to determine if the girl was friendly or dangerous.
What especially caught her eye was the girl’s wardrobe. For one thing, the clothes she was wearing seemed too warm and too much dark colors for the middle of July (‘Oh,’ Artemis thinks to herself, ‘Look, at that, a hint as to when this could have been. July. Thank you, little me’s knowledge.’). The girl was wearing a violet and black striped long sleeve with dark jeans and purple sneakers. Her hair was covered under a violet beanie that looked a one size too big. Artemis could see, however, a strand of black hair peeking out from beneath the violet beanie, while the rest seemed to be stuffed inside her hat. And for some reason, Artemis couldn’t see the girl’s eyes; she couldn’t even tell what color they were…
It took her a few moments to realize that the girl was waiting for a response. “Well, luckily, you were here in time.” Artemis replies, slowly recovering from the near-death shock. The girl’s lips curl into a scowl. “Luck had nothing to with this,” She huffs, muttering more to herself rather than speaking directly to Artemis. “I did it because I wanted to.” Artemis scowls at the girl’s answer but waves it off as being none of her business.
Instead, she tried to process what was currently happening. Was this a memory of hers? This was obviously a dream, too real to be one, but a dream nonetheless.
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