Chapter One

Starfire merrily floated from her pink room to the kitchen. Today was the Tamaranian Festival of Leepnoolh, and in celebration she was going to cook a huge feast for her friends. She hummed a seemingly tuneless Tamaranian song of mirth while she flew, oblivious to the early hour of 6:00 flashing on the digital clocks. The Tamaranian paused when she saw a small red book on the counter, unsure of what it was.

The book was a worn looking thing, and the initials RG were written in ink on the cover. Starfire picked it up, and, out of curiosity, flipped open to the first page. The pages inside were white, and a penciled scrawl of a poem was written there.

My name is Richard

I am but six

I am an acrobat and I do fancy tricks

Just whirling through the air in the bright spotlights

Having no worries and virtually no fights

'An acrobat? Didn't Robin tell me what those were?' Star searched her mind, sure she had heard of the Earth term before. 'Oh, now I remember! An acrobat is a person who performs tricks at a ring of entertainment called the circus by swinging from these small wooden swings.' She giggled happily, for she had remembered. The alien prided herself on knowing Earth terms and food.

My name is Dick

I am but eight

My parents, as of now, are late

I am so very, truly, awfully, alone

It's been one year since they last have flown

"How sad for this 'Dick'." Starfire mused aloud, for she too knew the loss of parents quite well. She had never liked being alone, and so she felt sympathy for the writer.

She read on, wanting to know if the poem had a happy ending, and maybe who the book belonged to.

My name is Robin- Starfire gasped. This was Robin?

I am but nine

Batman adopted me: How kind.

I am now the Dark Knight's new ward and sidekick

So he's been teaching me new kinds of tricks

I am called Boy Wonder

I am but seventeen

I left Batman to make my own team

Dark Raven, serious Cyborg, beautiful Starfire- He thought her beautiful?- and joker Beast Boy

I know now that leadership is no easy joy

My name is Robin

I am seventeen and three-fourths

We've stopped crime, switched sides-'Red X' she assumed- been betrayed-'Terra' she thought grimlyremembering the blonde young Titan- and closed dimension doors-"Raven" Starfire reminisced about the End, when her sister-like friend had unintentionally become the portal for Trigon the Terrible to come through. She reread the line; her reminiscing had made her unable to fully comprehend it.

We've stopped crime, switched sides, been betrayed, and closed dimension doors

I have great faith in my team and even myself

The special empathy, the pretty alien- again, the pretty comment- the smart cyborg, and the green elf

I have had many names

But I am eighteen

I am so very proud of my team

All the Titans were almost dead

But Beast Boy got the remaining four and led

In the end we, the Teen Titans, prevailed

Our enemy, the Brotherhood of Evil, had now truly failed

We did and will do all to stop crime

And we will succeed- in time

Starfire smiled warmly. Robin had so much hope for the future. She set the book back on the counter again, but then hesitated, as if wondering if she should or should not do something. Spying a brightly colored pen on the table, a decision was made. Starfire picked up the small scarlet book another time, grabbed the pen, and flopped down on the living room couch to write.