I do not own Nita or Kit, or any ideas pertaining to the Young Wizard series, they belong to Diane Duane. I do not own Batman beyond. I own Rachel. You can use her if you want to, just ask first.

1 Carrying the World's Weight

A/n- although this story is in the Young Wizards sections, you won't see a lot of Nita or Kit for a while. I know that in Batman Beyond, Terry is dating Dana, but let's pretend he's totally single, just out of juvenile hall. Note: this is an AU, where Nita, Kit and the whole "Young Wizards" crew is in future, in "Batman Beyond" time (2020?)

'single quotes are mind-speech' ~ is thoughts~

Rachel's POV

Rachel sat at the foot of her bed in silence. Tomorrow she would finally see Terry again. He was "coming home" from juvenile hall, and she couldn't wait to see him. She knew that he had changed. He wasn't a child; he had become an adult. She laughed to herself. Tomorrow would be busy. First, she would see Terry again. Then she would take the train to the suburban home of her senior. This whole business was very cryptic. She held up the letter.

Dear Rachel Rodreguez, Intermediate,

I have never met you, which is strange because you have been a practicing wizard for many years. It has come to my attention that there is some "unfinished business" from your ordeal ten years ago. Please meet me at my home on Saturday the 27th at noon to discus this information.

Sincerely,

Ronald Smith, Senior

Rachel shuttered. Her ordeal was not one of her most pleasant memories. She was young, too young. Sure, she was smart, but she was seven. She thought it was a game, a fairy tale. The Lone One was the big, bad wolf; it couldn't hurt her. But she was wrong. She had almost died on her ordeal; she was still amazed that she was alive, in one piece. Well, she wasn't exactly perfect. Like a battle scared soldier, she would always remember her brush with Him. It had left her tasteless, a price for the wizardry that she had performed, which she couldn't even remember. Rachel figured that she had blocked the whole experience out of her head. She had been so young; she couldn't comprehend the loss of life. Rachel had been on this thought before. She stopped thinking about it before could start crying, and slept.

A/n- I know this is short, but I really wanted to get this out. Give me input on if you like Rachel or not. Things will come together soon! Please, if you're a flamer, look elsewhere. This is my first fanfiction, and my ego is very fragile!