Summary: Kyd Wykkyd has returned a year after Titans Together. He has been closely watching Jinx and her relationship with Kid Flash and after she breaks up with him, Kyd decides he will stick by her side, even if it means joining the titans.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or anything associated with it.

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Chapter 1: Not So Far Behind…

Are you happy where we all ended up?

Isn't it ironic that while you stand in the distance in the midst of the rain, that you are exactly what you never wanted to be?

Are you as angry as I am with you? You used to berate me constantly because I was too weak, too polite, too kind to be a villain, yet you turn on us and become a hero. While everyone I know is frozen or dead, you haunt my dreams by living.

One year, one year after you betrayed us. Only I remain, but no one will ever know of me. They think I'm frozen with everyone else. Basically I'm dead to the world. So here I am, watching after you from the shadows. I never liked the dark and only you knew that. Only you knew that I couldn't talk. Only you would ever speak directly at me, even if it was to insult me.

I wish I could speak. If I could, I would have told you what you meant to me, I would've told you that I would follow you to the ends of the Earth to be with you, and I would've said that I loved you. I still do.

I don't know what I'm more angered at, that you sided with him or that he broke your heart. I wish that I could find him and take him apart piece by piece. I know these are empty threats, because I know that it would make you cry even more and that's something that I would never want to do.

Why do you still cry over him? Didn't you know that he was a womanizer? He flirted with anything with a skirt, yet you fell for his charms. You catch him with another, yet all you can do is cry over him?

You've really changed, but so have I. No longer do I sympathize with petty emotions or my guilty conscience when I get a job. If I'm hired to kill, I kill, no questions asked, no lingering thoughts.

I don't go by that ridiculous name that everyone at H.A.E.Y.P. referred to me as. I'm no longer Kyd Wykkyd, I'm no longer the silent kid that everyone can take advantage of. I no longer have a name to go by, but I'm no longer Kyd Wykkyd.

You've always asked me what my real name was, but I always shrugged it off, pretending to be too good for you to know. Truth is, even I don't know what my real name is. I was born into this world an orphan of the streets, shunned from everywhere for looking strange and demonic. It also didn't help when I couldn't tell people that I wasn't a demon.

The reason I joined the academy was to get a roof over my head and some food in my empty stomach. Most of the classes I failed, even the 'easiest' of classes were difficult for me.

My powers prevented me from having something that everyone contained. My powers prevented me from having emotions. I couldn't have any emotion or my powers would go crazy. That's why it was so much easier for me to be nice. If I was nice, people were happy. If people were happy, then I was happy. At least I thought I was happy.

Then I met you. You were never satisfied unless you got complete perfection. Perfection in yourself wasn't the only thing you looked for; you looked for perfection in everyone around you. You wanted them to reflect the way a proper super villain should act.

You wanted them to be better than any other villain. If someone made a blunder, you tore them apart with your words, saying that they were a joke to be even considered a villain. Outspoken, smart, cunning, a natural born leader. These were all the things that I heard about you while at the academy. I was curious about you.

Every time I followed you, you would seem to disappear. Your eyes always seemed to know where I was when you didn't really know. Finally, after weeks of stalking you and trying to find out about you, you confront me. I was taken back by your sudden boldness. You're eyes narrowed dangerously when I made a silent apology. You told me I was a joke, told me that a villain should never have to apologize, never have to explain themselves. Villains, they just were.

After the academy went down in flames, I went back to the streets. Even with my abilities, I never liked the idea of stealing, injuring others, or killing. While I was on the streets, trying to live day to day, I overheard that you bounced back and created your own team made up of our old classmates. At first I didn't think anything of it, but I was so enamored by you that I decided to see if I could join the team.

Only you had accepted me as part of the team, telling the others that my powers were an exceptional addition to the team. They thought I was creepy, that I was smug. You would walk into my room in the dead of night to find that I was hanging upside down from the balcony. You would ask me what was wrong and when I finally gestured to what bothered me, you would jokingly insult me.

'Kyd, no villain is afraid of the dark.'

I thought it was normal for you to say things like that. I thought it was to distance you from us. I accepted this to be a fact. Then everything changed when he entered the picture. You got closer to him than you did with everyone else. I knew that you would eventually pick him over us, but I deluded myself by believing that he was no more but a mere distraction.

You would get over him, right? I was wrong, but I wasn't shocked when you froze the five of us. I escaped before you froze us. The Teen Titans were far too busy with celebrating that they didn't notice the creepy, silent villain escape.

After a year away, I'm back. I spent all my time researching who I was, or to find out more about my power. I still don't know my name, but I did master my power to a certain extent. I found a way to communicate with you. I found a way that everyone will finally hear my voice and at the same time will never hear my voice.

Telepathy is what he called it, I think? A mysterious man appeared before me when he heard that a strange kid was to steal information from the federal bureau. He could've turned me in and had me executed, but he gave me a sinister smile as he gave me a look of recognition. He knew who I was, but he never revealed his information about me. No, he trained me. He had powers similar to mine.

Everyone has left has left you alone in the rain. They figure that you need your space, but I know better. You like the company of others, just as much as I like sound. I come out from the shadows as I make my way towards you. The rain pours down, making my sleek black hair cover my blood red eyes. I tilt my head to the side; this is the first time that I've ever seen you with your hair down.

It's a strange thought to think about all of a sudden, but it makes me blush seeing you with your hair down. It makes you look older, more distinguished, more sophisticated. It went down to your now bare back and it perfectly framed your beautiful face.

The playful look that usually adorned your face was now replaced with this sullen, lost expression. I still don't know what I'll say to you. My heart beats faster, picking up with the pace of the rain, as I walk towards you. My breath is erratic and my fingers grow cold. I stop right behind you, your eyes still fixated on the ocean before you.

"Jinx?" She turns around, her eyes red and sore from crying. Her bright, pink, cat-like eyes were dull and listless. Her eyes widened as she recognized me.

"Kyd…" I interrupt her and capture her lips with my own. I pull away from the kiss before she has a chance to do so herself. I didn't even give her a chance to respond, I teleported myself a distance away. Once again, I've returned… to my own self. My own worthless and cowardly self.

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AN: I hope you liked the start of this story. I've always been interested in Kyd Wykkyd and was sorely disappointed when I saw the lack of Kyd stories. This was originally going to be a one-shot, but I decided to make a whole story out of it. This is my first experience writing a Teen Titans story, because most of my stories are usually about the X-men.

Next Chapter- Chapter 2: West of the Tower…