Author's Notes: Hi again eveyone! This is the sequal to Project Zero. You'll need to read that to understand this story. Some of the further ideas are taken froma film called Underworld. Watched it at Chris's...best night of my life! lolz
The man smiled. "I do not believe you would. People say silly things like that for love. It's never true. I will give you Robin back, but you must stay with me forever more, and never return to the Titans."
Terra stared dumbfounded at him.
"What?"
Terra thought for a moment. This guy couldn't be for real surely? He's just like all the other ghosts she'd seen – what makes him any different?
"I'll do it." Terra said confidently, her lips pursed.
The man looked surprised at her for accepting the offer.
"Anything for love, eh?" he smirked. Terra just shook her hair out of her face.
"Follow me." He walked off, and Terra followed suit.
He led her through many rooms, eventually coming to a stop in a large hall. It looked misplaced, if a room can be. It was in perfect condition, but the rest of the mansion was falling down.
In the centre of the room, was Robin, lying in an awkward position.
"Robin!" Terra cried, running across the room to him.
She sat down next to him, and placed a gentle hand on his cheek.
Terra examined him; he was out cold - that was obvious. She pulled down one side of his shirt, and found a deep scratch or bite. She gasped in horror, and immediately pulled out her communicator.
"Cyborg?" she called into it. "I need your help. I've found Robin – no I'm fine, look its – Cyborg. Cyborg, CYBORG!"
"Yes?" came the reply.
"I'm fine, let me speak, PLEASE!"
"Sorry."
"Right, now I have your attention, Robin's been bitten or scratched by something. I need back-up now."
Cyborg nodded and hung up, leaving Terra with Robin.
She looked around for the man who had brought her to him, but he was nowhere in sight.
"Right. I'll need to examine him and find out what the wound is from." Cyborg was using his bionic eye looking over Robin.
Terra yawned.
"It's late; you should get some rest."
Terra nodded and walked off to her room. She undressed, pulled on pyjamas, and snuggled under her covers. She was asleep in no time.
"Terra! I know what the bite is! It's from a Lycan! You know, a Werewolf?" Cyborg suddenly realised he wasn't getting an answer. "Terra?" he called nervously.
Still no answer.
Cautiously, Cyborg opened Terra's door. No-one was there…
To be continued…
