This is my first Teen Titan fic. I hope you all like it. Just going to go ahead and disclaim any ownership of any teen titan character. They belong to DC comics and Warner Brothers. I only own a few OCs...and the plot.

The lights in the room were dulled and a girl sat perched precariously on a stool, hands swaying around a medium sized crystal ball. Her face was covered by her deep blood red cloak hood, the only thing visible was a few strands of white hair.

" I see him. He says, he loves you and to live a good life without regret of moving on."

Her customer smiled happily and thanked her repeatedly before departing. Adiva sighed turning to the ghostly apparition only she could see.

" Please rest now. I will not call you again."

As she said this the spirit gave a groan and dispersed. She cringed and wiggled her nose. She hated when they did that. Standing from the table, Adiva walked to the door. It was time to close before the drunken idiots from the bar across the street stumbled in and trashed the place again.

She knew what people said about her. They called her a liar, a cold reader, they said that it was a hoax and apart from the little show she made of it, honestly sometimes the young girl wished that it was. Then she wouldn't be the weirdo, the one that saw things that "weren't there", who talked to "imaginary friends", the girl that was insane. What she did was true and honest though. Adiva was a witch with a affinity for necromancy.

Walking through the thick curtains behind the table and up a hidden stairwell in the wall, Adiva made her way upstairs to the apartment that though she owned through the generosity of her now deceased aunt, her mother had quickly taken over. She closed the door alerting the occupants that she was back.

" How much did you make this time?"

The voice was hard and loud. The girl sighed.

" $150 momma."

She hid back $500 stuffing it in her bra and trousers as her mother, a burly looking woman thumped up to her, hand outstretched and fingers flicking back and forth in unison.

" Well where is it? Hand it over. I got a hot date tonight and I need some money."

Begrudgingly the witch handed it over and watched as her mother shoved her kankles into boots clearly too tight for her. All too soon the teenager felt her concentration leaking away. She really didn't care what it was that her mother was blabbering on about. It was all the same dialogue anyway and by next week she would have another hot date, with another man or two.

PAX!

Adiva hissed and looked up, her eyes unglazing and hand immediately flying to her cheek.

"Ow!"

The older woman huffed and pulled on her coat.

" That'll teach you not to listen to me. You should show some respect to me. I'm you mother. Anyway..."

She spoke pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

" I'll be out all night so don't bother waiting up. Oh and feed your brother. He's been nagging me for something all day. Gosh doesn't he know i'm busy. Why does he need to eat so bad anyway!"

The teenager cut her eyes at the woman and resisted the urge to scream 'Because he's a living being you evil sow.' she bit her tongue drawing some blood in her strong willed attempt to keep her mouth shut lest she make it worst for her brother and herself. Nodding to her mother that she would feed her brother she watched in irrate silence as the woman left.

" Good for nothing woman. Why get children if you don't intend to look after them, you would have been better off shutting your legs."

Taking off her cloak she moved to her bedroom that she shared with her little brother.

"Abe, Come on out. I'll put something on for you ok?!"

She turned away and shuffled into the kitchen ,pulling out some frozen vegetables, a lemon, some springs and regular onions, several different spices, spaghetti noodles and minced meat and getting to work. A young boy about seven walked into the room and climbed up onto a chair facing her.

" Your back!"

Adiva smiled. At least one person is happy about her being around.

" Yeah sweetness im back, you should have phoned me and told me to bring you something when I had breaks. I would have."

The little boy frowned deeply.

" But you're so busy, I didn't want to bother you."

Though it was true that she was busy, having three jobs and running after her mother, cleaning up her drug debts, The witch wouldn't have minded adding on the little thing of bringing food to her little brother. She loved him like she were his mother. She had looked after him nearly half her life and all of his so in a way she was. Turning and pinching his cheeks playfully she grinned hearing his grumble.

" You don't have to worry about that. Just call me if you need me."

They occupied the room in a peaceful silence while she cooked and after half an hour it was finished and set on the table.

"Eat. You need it."

The young boy didn't need to be told twice and he quickly started to gobble down his food in desperation, knowing that he would probably not get any for the next twenty-four hours again. After they had eaten, the siblings sat on the sofa to let the food digest properly before having a bath and going to bed.

In the morning the teenager stood from her bed and packed her backpack full of the hidden money she kept in a box under her bed. Shaking her brother awake she frowned.

"Wake up Abe, we got to on, i'm getting us out of here."

It took three minutes but he finally woke up and got out of bed. After dressing and quickly scoffing down some sugar coated cereal, the siblings made their escape, narrowly missing their mother's return.

" Now Abe I need you to listen to me. I've arranged with the social worker for us to go to a good home. I've been feeling weary about today so you take this backpack. It's got a map, a cell phone, the letter with the address of our new family and the social worker and it also has all the money I've saved. If something happens, run. No matter what you hear, run and don't look back. I'll find you someday but you have to do as I say. You'll be well looked after."

Abe looked up terrified. His sister was not often wrong about these feelings,infact for as long as his little life went she had been right. " O-ok, I promise. "

They walked for a long while in anticipation and wait. Crossing into a back alley a screech of wheels in reverse and the revving of an engine sounded. Adiva quickly pushed Abe away. " Run, now. "

Knowing not to distrust his sister he quickly ran and hid where he was sure neither she nor the people would see him.

The witch frowned now facing Fat Jimmy, one of the dealer's her mum had been buying off. He clampered out of his car and made a slow stride toward her. " Well if it isn't little miss ' sixth sense.' Where's my money?. "

Bravely Adiva rolled her eyes and answered sarcastically.

" Are you asking or demanding Jim Jim?!"

He growled angrily

" Im not playing games you lil bitch, my money now or else."

She chanced a glance downward to his hand, it was clutching a gun. What gun she wasn't sure but a gun.

" I don't have yah money. Leave me alone." She turned and started to leave. The gun cocked. Everything went so fast. Abe watched in horror huddled away.

Bang Bang!

There was a thud, then blood and the sounds of a car driving away and sirens.

The last thing Adiva remembered was calling out an apology to the brother she had no idea witnessed the entire ordeal.