Hi! I have decided to write a new story! There are some references in here to the shows 5th season, but it's all speculation on my part none of this has actually happened on the show. Don't worry I will continue Faint Secret but I really wanted to this one too. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen titans
Summary:
STAR Laboratories is one of the top genetic labs in the world. Its new experiments with molecular and cellular mutation are said to being the world to a new era…
It has been 15 years since the infamous Titans went there separate ways and Kori Anders has started a new life for herself as a journalist for The Jump City Times. But when she is given an assignment on Star Labs she finds that appearances aren't what they seem.
Unseen
Chapter 1: The End Can Only Be Just The Beginning
Prologue: Someone's POV:
I fell into the cold waters below and it felt as though a thousand needles had hit me all at once. I felt myself slowly drift down and my body felt like a thousand pounds at the current moment.
That's the funny thing about life you can never know what's going to happen next. And as felt myself starting to die my life flashed in front of me. But you see… this is not where the story starts. So I remember the beginning:
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" Let the bodies hit the flow! Let the bodies hit the flow! Let the bodies hit the…Flow!"
Two cars engines riveted and hard rock music played loudly; making the two noises combine as one. Pit fires lit the night sky along with the old abandoned street. This gang did not like to awake during the day nor did they not waste a night not partying. The gang leader headed in the selling of drugs in this gang. People stood around talking and yelling curses at each other. A couple of people commenced in fighting and threw each other upon the ground but nobody made a move to stop it.
Just another night in Jump City.
The buildings surrounding the cars were old and were abandoned, except for the people currently having sex in them. Two cars stood side by side into the street with only a faded yellow line dividing them. The drivers where eager and pushed down on the gas to make their engines roar. A woman with blonde hair, a short red dress, and black high heels slowly walked in-between the cars.
She held up both hands and winked at the man in the red car. She then quickly moved her hands to her sides indicating the start of the race. She clutched herself as the two cars raced past her.
The crowd cheered in a drunken daze and watched with interest as the drag race took place. The red car and blue car raced quickly down the street madly trying to ram on another into a brick wall. They turned sharply around a corner and the blue car it an old blue mail bin. The driver in the red car laughed as his rival was slowed down. The red car's speed continued to climb even higher as it turned the corner upwards the street where it first started. Then all of a sudden out of nowhere the blue car pulled up to the red car and slammed wildly into it seeking revenge. The driver of the red car lost control and his car flipped several times before hitting a brick building and bursting into flames.
The woman in the short red dress screamed, " Jose!" And started running to the burning car as the blue one pulled up to the finish line. No one made a move to help the man in the red car but laughed at his defeat and congratulated the other on his victory.
Now that the engines of the cars weren't roaring the music was more clearly heard and one could smell drugs in the air.
" One nothing wrong with me. Two noting wrong with me! Three nothin wrong with me! Four nothing wrong with me! One something's got to give! Two: something's got to give. Three: something's got to give! Foooooour: Let the bodies hit the flow!" the music screamed.
" Someone please help me!" the woman screamed as she tried getting the man out of the burning car but no one came to her aid.
As the music raged on a slim figure of a woman walked towards the roaring crowds of people. She wore a black leather corset and black leather pants with a choker on her neck. Her high heels were black and her jacket red, and had black hair. She had stunning jade eyes and looked on viciously as she walked towards the pit fires and the obliviously stoned people.
A couple of men whistled and called her profane things as she walked past. She reached a stone building at looked up towards the roof were the gang leaders sat. She smiled to herself and walked towards the front door.
As she reached the door a security guard stopped her. " Listen baby I can't let you go up there without your name on the list."
She leaned lazily against the door fame and sighed at the fat black man in front of her,
" Check your list. My name is on there."
He looked down at his clipboard again and asked, " What is your name?"
" Vicky." Was her answer.
" Vicky Cornell." He murmured checking her name off. " Alright your on the list go ahead, baby."
She winked at him as she walked in the door and towards old stairs as she heard him say to another person, " Sorry your not on the list, you can't see Snake, get the hell out of here!"
She opened the door leading to the roof. To her right her saw what looked like a couple of women separating white pills and she frowned in disgust. She walked carefully and confidently over to a group of men sitting at a table playing poker and drinking all different sorts of beer.
One man with shoulder length black hair looked up at her as she approached the table. He took the cigar out of his mouth and ordered, " All of you leave us now!"
The men got up from the table and it was clear they all carried weapons, but this did not bother her. He motioned her to take a seat across from him and she did.
" Vicky you look beautiful." He said looking her over
She leaned forward, " Thank-you. But lets get down to business, shall we?"
He nodded and put his cigar out. " So how much did you want."
" A pound." She answered.
He nodded, " That can be arranged." He gestured over to the women separating the white pills.
She leaned back in her seat and looked down at the street below, " You have a great view."
He nodded, " Yes I just love watching my clients."
" So what's this about anyway? Couldn't you just sell the crack to them and get on with your life?" Vicky asked.
He shrugged, " Yes, but this way is better. Here in the old parts of Jump City there are no police; there is no law. Mark my words one day I'll own this town."
" Yes but the city is not yet yours. And after I take my 'supplies' will the police…catch me?" Vicky asked.
Snake laughed, " No of course not. We've been running this system for years now. The police are fools."
She smiled, " Good to know. I see you have lots of it in stock. How do you get it all here anyways?"
He narrowed his eyes, and looked like he was thinking something but answered, " We send them from Brazil and mark them as food transports made by a private company."
"Smart." She answered.
" Yes it is." He said eyeing her like candy.
" Is there something on me Snake?" she asked coolly.
" No. I've just always had a fixation for the female anatomy." He answered. She rolled her eyes.
" That man in the red car, is he alright?" she asked trying not to put too much emotion into it.
Snake laughed, " Of course he isn't. Don't be foolish."
She looked at him," And you didn't call the police?"
He shook his head and laughed, " Everyone knows the drag racing rules, and if you crash you ain't callin the police. But enough of this vile conversation and maybe we should …go downstairs."
Vicky raised an eyebrow and whispered, " You're cute, but not that cute. Thank-you for you time Snake I'll be by to pick it up tomorrow."
" And I'll be looking forward to it." He answered lighting another cigar.
She smirked, " I'm sure you will."
Once she reached her car a few blocks away she sat down in the drivers seat and pulled off the black wig she wore, revealing fiery red hair. Her alias for this assignment was "Vicky" but her real name was Kori Anders. She unzipped her leather corset and pulled out a tiny recorder.
She smiled, " Oh yes tomorrow should be a very interesting day."
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" Good to know. I see you have lots of it in stock. How do you get it all here anyways?"
" We send them from Brazil and mark them as food transports made by a private company."
Kori stopped the recorder. She stood in the editor's office at Jump City Times the next morning. Her hair was up in its usual half ponytail and she wore a white suit. She leaned back in the plush chair and smiled to herself.
" You got the story." Eric, the editor, said in disbelief.
" Yup! This is just what we needed to do the expose on the gangs in this city! We've now have this and the notes I took. Now we can actually show the police where to go. I mean these guys have been running for 10 years in the old part of town. It's time to clean this city up! As soon as we publish this we'll be able to help stop gang violence in Jump City!" Kori said proudly.
" And as soon as we publish this, you may become a target Kori. Are you sure you want to do this?" Eric asked concerned.
" I'm not afraid, believe me. Snake is nothing but an egotist whose followers will abandon him at the first signs of trouble. Plus as journalists it's our job to tell the facts." Kori argued.
Eric smiled, " You're my best reporter I just want to make sure nothing is going to happen to you. We'd be lost without you."
Kori stretched, " I know you would be."
" Alright I need the story in by tomorrow." Eric said.
Kori nodded happily, " No problem boss. So what's tomorrows assignment for little old me?"
Eric looked uncomfortable, " The STAR labs conference."
" What!" Kori yelled so loud some people from outside the office looked towards them. " That is so…not an interesting story."
" Yes, even so it's news and we need to cover it." Eric said.
" Yeah but can't you get Greg to do it?" Kori pleaded.
" Greg is busy and so are all my other reporters Kori. Plus you've been working very long hours lately. With this you'll go to the conference and the story will take you three hours tops. Then you can go and get some of that much needed sleep." Eric argued.
Kori moaned and hit her head on his desk, " Fine." She said without lifting her head.
" Good, now get out of my office and go type that story." He ordered.
She raised her head dramatically and walked slowly towards the door.
" Kori?" Eric asked.
She turned, " Yes?"
" Did you go under disguise again to get this story?" he asked comically.
Kori blushed and smiled, " He-he!" And then quickly left the room.
She slid into her rolling chair and opened a file on her computer.
Over the top of her cubical a head peeked over.
" Hey, how did it go last night?" Greg a tall man with blonde hair asked.
" It went just fine."
She opened a small drawer and took out a floppy disk, put it into her hard drive and saved it. She then took it out and put it into her bag.
" I can't believe you still use those!" Greg said looking on.
Kori leaned back in her black rolling chair, " What! These things are awesome."
" I'm telling you Kori it's time for you to get a new hard drive and start saving things on cd disks. Floppy disks are so outdated!" Greg argued.
" I hate technology, Greg! I mean they keep on making new computers and hard drives every six months and every six months you have to figure out how to use all this new crap on your computer that you don't even need! I like this "outdated" computer it's easy to work." Kori complained.
Greg shook his head, " Whatever. Are you going home?"
Kori nodded as she put items on her desk into her bag, " Yes. I need to write my story in a place where no Greg's can bother me."
Greg pretended to be shocked, " What! I'm not annoying!" Kori raised an eyebrow and Greg said, " Well…maybe a little."
Kori stood from her desk and he said, " I'll walk you."
As they walked towards the elevator Kori asked, " So are you going out with Kate tonight?"
Greg nodded, " Yes. I think I'm going to ask her to marry me soon."
Kori smiled, " Good for you."
" Hey, speaking of dating what happened between you and that Chris guy?" Greg asked.
Kori stopped walking and grimaced, " Oh crap!"
Greg put his hands on his hips and yelled, " Kori Anders!"
Looking like a child not wanting to get in trouble she admitted, " I forgot our date last night."
" You stood him up! Again!" Greg said in disbelief.
Kori looked down and started to walk on, " I'll just call him and explain what happened."
" You mean you'll explain that you put work before him again." Greg said sadly.
" I didn't mean to." Kori said sadly.
" Kori you and this guy have been dating for 2 months now, and you've only been on 5 dates." Greg said shaking his head." You need to stop doing this."
"Stop doing what?" Kori asked.
" Using work as an excuse." Greg said.
" I'm not using work as an excuse." Kori said defensively. " I just want to make sure that Jump City doesn't go to hell like so many others have."
" Every story you do like this you take too personally. You're supposed to be objective. It's like you go in for revenge on these people. I know you want justice for their crimes but you need to just be a journalist." Greg said.
" Justice is what Justice does. And I don't take my stories personally." Kori said irritated.
They reached the elevator and Greg pushed the button. The golden doors slid open and Kori got in.
As the doors were about to close Greg stopped them, with his hand, " The superheroes left 15 years ago. You can't be a superhero, Kori. Not all by yourself. It's not your job to save Jump City, you can't bear the weight of the world, that's not your job." He then let go of the elevator doors and they closed with a 'ding'.
Kori sighed to herself, " But it used to be."
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Kori hopped out of the taxi and paid the driver. She lived 10 blocks away from the huge building in which she worked, in a small little cluster of blocks containing duplexes. Happy families lived in these duplexes with dogs and little play houses in their tiny backyards. But a few single people, like herself, lived here. They mostly lived here for the neighborhood and because they did not wish to rent out a small, distasteful, and dingy apartment far away from their work places.
On Dearborn Ave, where Kori lived, there was a small coffee shop and a small market. She walked into the cozy coffee shop called, " Dons Coffee." She walked up to the counter.
" Hey Kori. You're home early. Are you writing story at home?" Don, the man who owned both the market and the coffee shop, asked.
" Yup. And I need coffee and fast." Kori answered.
" Alright. $2.00 please." He asked and she handed him the money. He filled up the foam to-go cup and handed it to Kori.
" Thanks Don you're a saint." She said walking towards the door.
" Yes and the church should recognize me for it!" he called after her.
She smiled and walked out. She walked down the cement sidewalks and the colorful leaves of fall fell from the trees that aligned them. Small children who had gotten home from school played with each other and made big leave plies and crashed into them. She smiled and walked on.
" Hello Kori!" an old woman called from across the street.
" Hi Mrs. Johnson!" Kori called back.
She walked up pebble steps to a wooden door with painted glass in the middle. She pulled out her keys and opened up the door. She came into to the main hallway and kicked off her shoes. Her duplex consisted of two floors. The first floor had a kitchen, living room, den/office, and a guest room. In the den/office there was metal spiral staircases that lead to the upstairs, which was her bedroom and had a bathroom. Her main hallway that she stood in now also had a wooden stair case leading upstairs. She walked towards her office.
She opened and let the door swing shut behind her. Her office was very spacious. On the walls were two bookcases ceiling high. Her desk was in front of a bay window and had a sliver lab top on it. There were several filing cabinets on the wall next to the desk. Thought the whole duplex there were wooden floors but a colorful rug, like this room, covered them all. And on the opposite wall there was the metal staircase.
She sat on her chair and turned on her computer. She tilted her head back and looked at the decorative ceiling tiles pattern. When her computer was on she took the floppy disk out of her bag and inserted into her lab tops hard-drive and brought up the file.
She had been working on this story for months while doing the normal stories assigned to her. She rolled her chair over to a filing cabinet and open up a drawer. She took out yellow folder and sat it on her desk.
She quietly opened it up and looked at the newspaper clipping at the very front of all the notes.
Young Girl Killed by Gangs in Jump City
Last evening on May 5, 2005 Michelle Proctor of Jump City left home and did not return. Her worried mother called police around 2:00am and at 5:00am Proctor's body was found 25 miles from her home on the shores of Jump City harbor. Detectives are saying this may be the work of the alleged 'Gangs' in Jump City. But police have no clues or suspects at the current moment. Proctor's mother said her daughter once told her of an underground gang after being sent to rehab for drug usage. Police have disputed this claim saying, " The lead did not check out."
Did Michelle run into the wrong crowd again? What happened we will never truly know. All we know is that the under ground gangs in this city may be overrunning this town. Where are the heroes when we need them?
Kori stopped reading the article and torn her eyes away from it. She took out her notes and threw the folder across the room.
At the moment all that was in her mind were Greg's words running over and over again:
"Every story you do like this you take too personally… It's not your job to save Jump City, you can't bear the weight of the world, that's not your job."
She head in her hands and said to herself, " I know it's not my job, not anymore. But what happens when everyone stops giving a shit?"
She then looked up at her story, which had appeared on the screen and started to type.
A couple of hours later she finished her story just as the phone rang.
" Hello?" she asked picking it up.
" Hey Kori it's Mary." The voice said from the other line.
" Hey Mary you weren't in the office today." Kori stated.
" Yeah I know I had a story to finish." Mary answered. " Are you free tonight?"
" Yes." Kori answered saving her file onto the floppy and putting it into her bag.
" Cool want to go to Rosemary's?" Mary asked.
" Sure." Kori answered. " I'll meet you there in ten minutes."
After she hung up Kori climbed the metal staircase to her bedroom. She went to her closet and pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a red tank top with some sneakers. She let her hair down and took off her white suit. After she dressed she grabbed her purse and went down to the front steps.
She had to walk about a block until she got to a street where there were cabs.
She pulled one over and hopped in. After the driver reached their destination Kori paid him and got out.
Rosemary's was her favorite Mexican restaurant and her and Mary would go there often after work. She walked in and went to a booth were she saw Mary, an African American woman, sitting.
" Hey girl!" Mary shouted as Kori came towards her.
Kori waved, " Hey!" She walked over and slid into the red seat.
" So I hear you finally got that gang story." Mary commented as she sipped a Strawberry margarita.
Kori nodded, " Yeah, I did. So how's your going? Isn't the article on Bruce Wayne?"
Mary nodded, " Yeah and Wayne Enterprises too. But I haven't gotten very far with it. Mr. Wayne is…fickle. He is good at avoiding the press and denying every fact. And that adopted on of his, Richard Grayson, hardy ever see him but he is Gotham's biggest playboy. I'm also supposed to be doing a story on him soon. Wanna come Kori? He seems like your type."
Kori rolled her eyes, " I would never be interested in a guy like him."
Mary leaned back, " There's always been only one guy hasn't there Kori?"
Kori sipped her margarita that had been placed in front of her, " I have no clue what you mean."
" That old friend of yours…what was his name? Robin! That was it! What ever happened to him? You never talk about him anymore." Mary asked.
Kori sighed and slunk back into her seat, " Nothing happened Mary. We just lost touch."
Mary narrowed her eyes, " That can't be it Kori. When I met you back in college 15 years ago this guy was all you could talk about. You would talk to him all the time and then…it just stopped. You couldn't have gotten over it that fast."
Kori shrugged, " Maybe I did."
The woman across from her shook her black curls. " No way! I know you just didn't get over him, not after the look you'd get in your eyes after talking about him or to him."
Kori just remained silent.
" Well it must've sucked being named after a superhero, huh? Oh, wait…maybe he was a superhero!" Mary laughed.
Kori just looked up, " He wasn't a Titan, if that's what you mean."
" Do you know what happened to him? Where he went?" Mary asked.
Kori pulled a strand of red hair behind her ear, " No. I don't know where he is now."
" Well…why don't you find out. It could be interesting, you know?" Mary suggested.
Kori changed her laid back look to a one of anger and she said bitterly, " I don't care what happened to him nor do I wish to know."
Mary was taken aback. She wanted to ask more but thought it might be better to change the subject, " Sorry, um, what story do you have for tomorrow?"
Kori face went back to normal and she smiled sadly, " That stupid STAR Labs conference."
Mary's face brightened as she asked, " Did you go to the meeting today?"
Kori shook her head, " No I went home to finish the story, why?"
Mary clapped her hands, " Rumor is STAR is making a merger with Bruce Enterprises! You and I will be working together. It is one of the most biggest stories of the year, and you Kori Anders have got it!"
Kori smiled, " Eric didn't tell me."
" He didn't know till an hour ago. Probably left you a couple of messages on your machine."
Kori's mood improved dramatically as she said, " This is great! I am now looking forward to tomorrow!"
Just after she said that the food arrived and Mary laughed, " Well let's eat."
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Heaven bent to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I've tried my best
But somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
She walked up the stone steps that lead to her door. Her mind was else where as it usually was during the night. She hated nighttime, there was nothing to do, one could only think at night. A normal person would love this time of day we they'd sit down after a long days work and watch TV, maybe even think to themselves. But Kori wasn't a fan of TV and would normally jus let herself slip into her thoughts. But thoughts can be dangerous sometimes especially when thoughts turn into memories. Isn't weird how when we're left alone with ourselves and be just start to remember things? Isn't weird how we always seem to remember sad things?
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
It was begging to become cold outside since it was nearing winter now and the warmth of her duplex was greatly appreciated. She sat her things down on a small table in the entry hall. She walked over to her kitchen and put away the left over in the fridge. She then went up the metal staircase in her office to her bedroom.
When she entered she threw herself down on the bed and closed her eyes. A few minutes she reopened them and took a look at her message machine and saw the red light was blinking.
She lazily pressed it and listened to her massages.
" Hey Kori, it's Eric. Listen we just got some major news: Bruce Enterprises is merging with STAR labs! I'll need you here at 8:00 tomorrow morning. You got that? See ya tomorrow."
Beep.
:" Hey Kori…it's Chris. Listen, um, I think it's best that we don't see each other anymore. I mean, when do we ever see each other? You're always off somewhere. I thought that might be interesting, but I was wrong. I thought that I might be able to slow you down, but it's been months Kori, months of you forgetting about me and making dates then breaking them. I –just- I thought that we could have a future together but I see that's not happening. I'm sorry, just…be good, okay? Bye."
Beep.
" End of massages."
Kori rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. She had been expecting the break-up. She treated him like crap. She would've been surprised if he had stayed.
She sat up and looked over to her closet. She stood and opened it wooden doors. Among the mess of clothes and shoes was a small box off to the corner. She removed all the things covering it and took it out. It had been a while since she'd opened this. About 2 years to be exact. She'd open it from time to time just to look at its contents if only for a minute.
She sat back down on her bed and took off the dusty shoe bow lid that read 'Nike'. She peeked inside to see none of the contents displaced, but in the same exact order in which she had left them.
Inside she saw many dusty pictures and a few momentous objects.
We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
The past could be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
The lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
She picked up one of five teenagers standing said-by-side with the hands placed behind their backs. First there was a tall African- American with plated titanium over 90 of his body smiling bright at the camera. Next to him was a short green boy with dark green hair and he wore a cheesy smile on his face. Next to him stood a girl cloaked in blue robes looking monotone at the camera without a smile. Next to her stood a boy with black spiky hair wearing an arrangement of colors and a mask over his eyes. Next to him was a girl with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes that looked like she was about to explode from being so happy…a much younger face of herself stood up looking at her.
She continued to look at it and then placed it by her side. The next one she picked up was one of a huge T-shaped tower sitting in the middle of Jump City Bay on it's own island.
The next one was of the girl cloaked in blue getting hit by a football. The next was of the titanium boy and the green boy being dangled up in midair surrounded by black as the football hit them over and over again, and the blue-cloaked girl smirked.
The next was of the blue-cloaked girl reading alone in the corner.
The next the titanium boy and the green boy playing a video game.
The next picture was of the spiky haired boy on a motorcycle.
And the last one she picked up was obviously taken without the people in the pictures consent. It was of the spiky haired boy and the red headed girl sitting, alone, under a tree looking deep into each others eyes and smiling. She turned the picture over and read the inscription on the back: Robin and Starfire June 25, 2005.
She laid the picture down in the box and remembered the day the picture had been taken.
" Ah-ha I have won the war of the thumbs!" declared Starfire happily.
Robin grasped his green-gloved thumb and winced, " Yup."
She gasped, " Oh! I am sorry! I forget that I gave greater strength."
" It's alright. See look all better," he said as he moved his thumb back and forward. He smiled and leaned against the tree.
" Friend Robin?"
" Yeah Star?"
"What is the meaning of the word 'love'?" She asked innocently.
He sat up and looked at her. " Why?"
" I have heard humans often use the term." Starfire explained.
" Oh," Robin murmured. " Well it's kind-of hard to explain."
"Why?"
" Well Star, it's difficult because it's something you have to feel." Robin explained.
Starfire nodded, " So it is like the wind."
Robin smiled, " It's like the wind. You have to believe it's there."
" Have you ever been 'in love', Robin?" she asked looking into his masked eyes.
He looked into her eyes also and smiled, " Yes."
Being naïve she asked, "What is it like?"
His stare
into her eyes never faltered as he answered, " It's like the sun
set we sometimes watch out on the roof. It's so beautiful so
magnificent. It's not like anything I've ever seen before. But
like the sun set, at least for me, it's so far away."
" Why?" she asked softly.
He used his hands to pull back some strands of hair that had fallen into her face and tucked them behind her ear and whispered, " Because it's so close."
" Robin I-
" Smile Robie-Poo!" Cyborg's voice rang out as a flash went off.
" Got him!" Beastboy cheered.
" What are you two doing!" Robin bellowed.
" Taking some pictures to send off to the greeting card company." Beastboy answered.
" Yeah now just kiss her and we have the Christmas cards down!" Cyborg said jokingly.
Robin's eyes narrowed, " Cyborg, Beastboy?"
" Yeah." They answered at once.
" Run!" he said angrily as he got up from his spot and ran after them. " Give me that picture."
As they ran Beastboy yelled out, " You're just jealous because you want some of the money!"
Starfire started on confused. And then said to herself, " Robin...I think I love you."
A tear slid slowly down Kori's face and landed on the face of her younger counterpart in the picture.
I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
It had been 15 years since she'd seen him last, since she'd seen any of them in fact. 15-years ago The Brother Hood had plans to eliminate all young superheroes to prevent the future from having saviors. As Titans it was their duty to save and protect the future. So they did and in doing so were spread out all over the world. When they did finally beat the Brotherhood and came home to Jump City found that things have changed and they were no longer needed.
Robin thought it was best if the team split up and tried to live somewhat normal lives if only for a while. Well, a while turned into a year and year turned into years and soon she lost touch with al her friends. She assumed robin had gone on to the Justice League or something but wasn't sure, she didn't associate herself with superheroes anymore. Instead she had gone off to college and received a degree in journalism then went on to work fir the newspaper. Her voice now sounded like a normal humans and her mannerisms were different also. And that was her life so far.
But…Robin had played a part for the first few months after being a Titan. She let herself just remember briefly before remembering anymore.
" I'm sorry! Starfire please!"
" Do what you want Robin…I don't care anymore!"
She whimpered and threw the picture into the box like it was something vile not to be touched. It had been so long. She didn't like remembering him, the man whom she had fallen in love with. The only man she had ever loved. But when she was alone like this all the memories came back, not even a changed name or a new life could change the past. The past is just something that we all have to deal with.
She quickly took the box and placed it back into the closet and hoped that shutting the door would shut out the memories. She had changed from the naive alien in the picture.
She lay down and without changing her clothes cried herself to sleep with all the memories of hope, love, and hurt playing over and over again.
Yet as she slept a new day came with fast approach and soon her life would change again.
Heaven bent to take my hand
Nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turned their heads embarrassed
Pretend that they don't see
But it's one missed step
You'll slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
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Hi everyone! Okay I hoped you liked that chapter! Okay first let me explain some things:
Only Kori knows she was a Titan (aka Starfire) and NO ONE else.
Kori and Robin (who, in the next chapter is shown as Richard) do not know each other alias or where the other one is.
As you can see Kori shows anger and sadness after the subject of Robin is brought up, which has not been explained yet, nor will it be till I want you to know. (He-he)
Just in case you didn't get the message it has been 15 years since the Titans broke-up and Kori still lives in Jump City
And like I said before I did use references from descriptions I read about the shows 5th season, the things that happen in the story don't necessary happen in the show.
Okay if I get enough reviews I will write a 2nd chapter on this story, and don't worry I will update Faint Secret! I'm going on fall break soon so I'll have time.
So PLEASE REVIEW! You'll be my BEST FRIEND if you do!
Also if you guys want me to post up the names and the descriptions of the upcoming season or would like me to put a link for it in the story, please just say so in your review. If I get enough requests I'll either post it in this story or in Faint Secret or in both.
Later,
Hailey