I groaned. For what seemed to be four hours now, we, Rook and I, had been on patrol. Nothing. Until...
I caught Rook staring at a girl. Thinking it funny, I waved my hand in front of his face and said'', Um Rook?" Rook snapped out of his trance. "What in the world?" My mother had the same problem. Well, sorta. I had no idea...
The doorbell rang. My mom opened the door. Outside stood a man in figure in black. He walked in. "What a-are y-y-yo-you doing here?" "I think we both know." My mom gasped. "No. He's dead!" The man turned to face my mother. "No, he's not. Well, when he was born, he was mixed up with the wrong genes. And we finally found him." My mother trust a figure at the man. "I have watched that boy grow up, and if you touch a hand on him, you will be sorry." The man headed out the door, to look back. "No. Youwill be. You disowned him. Now, he's gonna pay the price."
When, we entered my home, my mom rose in surprise. " Honey!" But instead of hugging me, she ran up to Rook and hugged him. Rook looked at me. I shrugged. "Miss Tenn-" "No! Don't call me that! Call me mom." "Um mom , did you hit your head?" "No. Come and sit down. I've got something to tell you two."
"What?!"Rook and I yelled in surprise. My mom had just said that we were brothers! "Now, I know, this sounds bad, but somehow, the troopersfound out that Rook was a half-breed. That meant Rook, your father and I made love, and had you. But back then, that was unlegal. So, your father took you in with the woman he married later on. But now, the troopers want you, dead, Rook."
We both looked at each other. "But now, they know you are still alive, and you have to hid." I stood up. "No! I didn't know that I had a brother till now, and I am now not going to just let him slip away!" Mom nodded. "I know. So, I made an arrangement for you two to live with the Teen Titans." "No!" I yelled. "I'm Ben Tennyson! He's Rook B- Tennyson! We can handle our selves!" Mom sighed. "Alright. You two can sleep here tonight, but then you have to go stay at the Plumber headquarts." Rook nodded.
Dinner was tense. I kept looking at Rook, his head lowered on his food. I was still stunned. My brain was still fried. "Rook was my brother?" This was odder than the time Qualitldaly was almost eaten. I looked down at my food as Rook look up from his. He looked at me.
Plumbers are alien, Plumbers are alien," I always told myself. But now…
Rook looked, well, different. I had never seen him without his amore. He now wore a baseball cap of the Red Socks, a Bellwood school shirt, and baggy shorts. It was morning.