Summary: Jinx is suffering from amnesia. Living on the streets of Star City, not knowing who she is or where she came from, she's haunted by mysterious figures in her dreams. Trying to learn who they are, Jinx discovers many secrets about her self, and her past.
Disclaimer: As you all probably know, I don't own the teen titans!
For two weeks now, she had been living on the streets. For two weeks now, she had no idea about who se was or where she came from. For two weeks now, she'd been haunted in her dreams.
The hardest thing was to not know who she was. She just went by the name Jinx, after a little boy had asked her if she was jinxed since she had such a hard time. She'd thought that Jinx sounded familiar in a way.
Another thing that really hit her where it hurt was that she was alone. If someone did care for her, that person would be out looking for her and she wasn't so hard to find. She remembered how shocked she'd been the first time she saw her self, in a pool of water after a rainy night. She was different from everyone else. Her skin was pale, with a greyish tone. Her hair was pink and reached just pass her shoulders, it was a mess, but she didn't care so much about it. The thing that had shocked her most was her eyes; they were pink just like her hair, and catlike.
She wondered how she'd ended up in this town, Star City. The name didn't ring a bell at all. She'd first woken up at the beach by the waves clutching against her legs. She figured she'd been carried to shore by the water, since she was wet from top to toe.
The thing that scared her most on the other hand, was her dreams or nightmares as she saw them. Night after night, she saw different persons and heard different voices all while she walked around in the dark.
One of the persons only looked to be a small boy, but something told her he was more then that. Another was big, really big, with quite long reddish hair. One of the persons reminded her of a bat, he was dark and mysterious, while she with another one mostly just saw his big eye.
The there was him. He, the guy that she felt like she knew least about, but felt most connected to. He had messy red hair and crystal blue eyes. He was swearing a yellow suit with a red lightening bolt on the chest. She didn't know why, but he both scared her and made her feel safe.
Every night, he held out a hand to her, an encouraging smile on his face, and she always doubted if she should take it or not. But just as she decided what she should do, she always woke up. It didn't matter if she chose to take his hand or not, she never got to see what happened.
Who was he? And who were all of those people that haunted her in her sleep. What had they got to do with her? She knew they were a part of her past, but since she didn't know anything about who she was and where she came from, it was hard to answer the most important question of all.
Were they friends, or foes?
She often wondered what she'd done to deserve such a life. Living on the streets, barely making it, and getting thinner and thinner for each day that went by. Maybe the boy had been right, maybe she was jinxed.
Her life was complicated, and lonely, and harsh… And she had no idea why.
I've just realized I have a problem with beginings, they can never be long! I guess it's because I don't want to show too much about what's going to happen in the story.
Anyways, please review and tell me what you think!