AN: please note that I do not own the Teen Titians. What I do own is Nightingale and Bluejay. This is my first TT fanfic. Please be constructive on how I can improve.
Flashback
The words were soft.
"Find them… please… for her."
I looked up caught in the act of sneaking away. My Aunt, standing there holding a pack her eyes mournful, her blue hair pined up.
She smiled without happiness.
"I knew it would come to this. I saw it. But I did not want to believe. Nighty, are you sure this is what you need to do? You're 13, for heavens sake!" she sighed calming down.
"I'm not here to lecture you Nightingale," she whispered "I came to give you this. I put all the information I had about them in it, not to mention a couple extra things of you mother's." she grinned wickedly "your mother would kill me if she knew."
"You know I have to do this Auntie Bluejay." I said softly holding out my arms to her. She encased me in a hug, warm and soft, almost as good as my mother's. She handed me the pack, kissed my forehead, and shooed me out the entrance.
End of flashback
Prologue:
If you're going to come with me on my crazy unexplainable journey, you'd better get some facts:
My name is Nightingale
I'm 13 years old
I don't know who my father is or how I came to be. All I know is that my mother is a former superhero whose father is a demon.
Oh and she's dying.
And I am willing to do whatever it takes to save her.