I had waken up that morning in the Titan Tower, it was a cloudy morning so I decided to sleep in. Silkie was curled up in a pile of dirty purple and silver uniforms, most of the ones I owned actually. I grabbed some clothes that I usually only wore when I wasn't in Jump City but most crimes actually happened when it was sunny. Looks like even criminals like it when the sun was out.
I walked through the hall to the living room, the boys played video games on the computer while Raven read on the couch, well hovering over the couch. I went to the fridge and pulled out mustard and a box of Eggo's; tangy crunchy goodness. As I prepared my breakfast I watched the news, something about a boy my age found missing. Found missing? What did that even mean? As long as it took me to understand a lot of Earths slang some things still confused me. I decided it would be less dangerous to bother Beastboy, rather than Raven while she read, so I asked him.
"Beastboy?" I asked as I put waffles in the toaster.
"Hm?" He called, not taking his eyes from his video game.
"What does 'found missing' mean?" I looked in his direction as the computer made exploding noises and Cyborg yelled in triumph. Defeated, Beastboy turned around.
"Well, it means the person's missing." He explained "Why what's going on?" Beastboy and Cyborg put down their controllers and looked at the screen even Raven peaked over her book to watch. The news came back from commercials and they started again on the story about the missing boy.
"After his parents died in an acrobats accident the boy went missing. The Gotham City Police have information from witnesses that he was led off by a man in a black suit and orange tie." The woman on the television stopped for a second to let the information sink in. "Witnesses say there was no struggle apparent and since the boy is also 17 the police say they'll drop the case." The woman shuffled her papers and went onto the next story, a ratio of cat videos to old people falling videos.
"That's just not right!" Cyborg exclaimed, "I don't care how old that kid is, he needs to be found." He shook his head and crossed his arms looking at his computer screen which said 'WINNER! CYBORG(BOOYAH)!'
"I agree Cyborg" I nodded to show my enthusiasm. "Can't we do anything?" I rested my head on my hand and gave him a questioning look.
"Ah Star, we don't work that way," Beastboy tried to explain, sympathy on his face as he turned around on the couch. "We fight the bad guys that the police can't handle."
"But the police . . ." I continued.
"Star," Cyborg sighed. "We protect Jump City. And no matter how much I would like to crush every punk who tries to hurt people, we got to deal with the punks that are going to hurt the most people." He thought for a moment, " Like Control Freak or Kitten" I sighed and went back to assembling my breakfast.
I squirted the mustard over the waffles and sat down next to Raven. She was reading a deep blue book with a title in some language I didn't understand, which was surprising since I knew many languages. "So what do you think about the boy?" Her eyebrows lifted from behind her book, otherwise her face did not change.
"I think you should forget about it before you make us eat that horrible pudding again." The pudding Tamaranians ate when bad things happened. It was horrible for a reason, if we where felling bad so did our tongues. Humans seemed to have a completely different approach on how to eat when depressed.
"It's no time for that, but it's still sad." I sighed and changed the channel just as a different news woman was talking about the missing boy. Right before MTV came on I caught his name; Richard Grayson. Raven sighed and put down her book, as well as floated down so she was actually sitting on the couch.
"Starfire, the truth is that this Richard kid is probably fine, that it was his uncle or something picking him up. The media likes to blow things out of proportion. It's ok, people die, there are misunderstandings. Just watch your music videos." She said exasperated, picked up her book and levitated back into the air.
Raven's cold on look on things made me feel slightly better and sad at the same time. People die, no matter how sad. I shouldn't hang on every news story I heard. I watched Beyoncé dance and sing her fluctuating notes and slowly forgot everything about Richard Grayson.
Little did I know this boy would change my life, maybe forever.