Disclaimer: All characters, names, etc. of Teen Titans are the intellectual property of its respective owners. I do not own the Teen Titans or anything within it.

This is a story is a continuation of my earlier story: Nevermore Remix. In that story, some of the titan's characters moved from an alternate universe (AU) into the original titan's universe. The story also included the formation of another titan's teen under the leadership of Jinx and the return of Terra.

Jinx's team now includes Jinx, Kid Flash, Karen/Bee, who is an AU Bumblebee, The Beast, an AU Beastboy, and Phoenix, an AU Raven.

Terra has been mostly accepted into the original Teen Titans team.

The most, if not all, characters from the first story will make appearances in this story.

Please read and review.

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Around the small dirty bridge of the spaceship Enslavement, four Gordanians worked on various consoles that encircled a central raised chair. Standing net to the chair was a single slim nervous Gordanian officer: a Lieutenant Foocard. Covering the wall in front of the central chair stood a view screen with a single blue ape being shown on it.

The ape snapped, "Where is that lazy slug? Bring him to me!"

The Lieutenant sweated. "Coordinator Phiz, Lord Trogaar is on his way."

At that moment Lord Trogaar rushed onto the bridge through a doorway behind the central chair. He came up in front of the chair, saluted by holding his fist against his chest and said, "Coordinator Phiz, it is an honor to communicate with you."

The Coordinator growled out, "Your slave shipment numbers are down. You will increase the number of slaves to us, or your territory will be resigned to a more capable Gordanian than you!"

Lord Trogaar carefully responded, "Sir, the reason my shipments are down was due to the lost of my flag ship. If you would act on my request for a new flagship, I assure you that I'll meet and exceed my quota of slave by least twenty percent."

The blue ape laughed at the green Lord of the Gordanians. "You lost that cruiser on a planet of low grade primitives called… Humans, I believe. Since losing that so-called flagship cruiser, thirty percent of your crew had deserted you. The Citadel will not pour money into a bad venture. Recouped your loses with your own funds, Lord Trogaar."

The Gordanian leader quaked with anger, bowed and said, "Yes, Coordinator Phiz. It will be as you commands."

Just before the screen went blank, the ape said, "I give an 85 percent chance that you'll fail and a sixty-two percent chance that you will end up in one of the slave pens that you'd helped fill. Good-bye, Lord Trogaar. Perhaps we will speak again, but I doubt it."

Trogaar brought his fist down on one of the chair's arms, shattering it. He hissed, "I will make him regret those words."

He sat down with his head propped up by his three fingered hands.

Lieutenant Foocard carefully spoke up, "Lord Trogaar."

"What is it, idiot?"

"You know, Lord, that I have been studying for a way to acquire more tamaranean slaves. Well, I think I have an answer to that problems and to our crewing problems, too."

The Lieutenant explained and Lord Trogaar listened. The Lord chuckled and then broke out into laugher.

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Four earth days later on the Planet Azak

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The hotel room wasn't fancy, but it wasn't cheap either. Blackfire sat in a plush chair next to the levitating bed. Floating, about ten inches above the bed's box frame, were glittering necklaces, sparkling bracelets and expensive rings. The items were nice stuff; the items were also stolen stuff; stuff that Blackfire had stolen.

Blackfire muttered, "What a cheap place. They call that jewelry shop? They don't deserve my patronage."

The floor vibrated slightly due to the music from one floor below. Blackfire stood up, stretched her orange frame, walked to a door and out of the room.

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Blackfire walked into the common area of the Deep Blue Space Bar and Hotel. To her right was the dance floor filled with various being dancing, hopping and spinning. On the left side were several tables with a bar in the center.

Blackfire sat at one of the tables that had communicator was embedded in its center.

Blackfire said into the command-sensitive device, "I'll have a gray devil."

Then Blackfire waited for her drink.

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One of the patrons of the bar stumbled out. His feather covered body straightened up after he left the view of the bar.

He pulled a small cell phone-like device: a cheaply made but capable of reaching any phone within that solar system. After a typing of a short thirteen-digit phone number, he waited for a connection.

The phone clicked and a female voice came out, "Lady MorningSky here."

The feathery male said, "The black haired tamaranean girl is in the bar. My gang is ready to move."

"Excellent. Wait for ten minutes. I'll alert the police. They should be there shortly after you start the fight."

"And the pay?

"Half of the money is already deposited in your bank."

The man said, "And?"

The voice sighed, "And any hospital bills will be paid in full."

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Blackfire was lightly sipping on her drink, the gray devil, which was strangely colored purple. Her head was nodding to the beat of the dance floor's music.

Three beings sat down at the table next to her. One was some of lizard man, looking like a red Gordanian but not as bright. The other two were a couple of blue wolf-like humanoids: One male and the other female.

What bother Blackfire about the trio wasn't that they sat at a table next to her or that they looked like hired muscle. What bother her was that they wore such fine clothing that they were clearly not used to. The males shifted uneasily while the female looked over her own and the male's clothing.

Blackfire smirked to herself, thinking: Street thugs… Must had score to buy those threads… Probably looking for a fight. The insult will come in 3… 2… 1…

The female wolf-woman sniffed the air. "What stinks? Gah!"

The male wolf-man shook his head, "Such a horrible odor. Smell like a dead Nachat."

Blackfire smirked as took another sip of her drink. A dead Nachat… Never heard that one before. Now comes the big insult.

The lizard man grimaced, and said, "It's much worse than a dead Nachat. It must be a living Tamaranean."

Blackfire couldn't stop a chuckle.

The three stared with menace at her. The wolf-woman said, "Anyone stinking up the bar should leave."

Blackfire smirked. "Fine. I'm going."

As Blackfire stood, the three looked shocked, like their plans went astray.

As Blackfire started to walk away, the lizard man said, "Good. With no Troq here, the liquor will taste better."

Blackfire stopped and turned with a slight smile. "A Troq? Is that worse thing you can say? I've heard worse. I'm just leaving, so enjoy your drinks. Bye now."

With a small wave she turned to walk off again.

The female wolf woman said in the most unbearably 'NICE' way, "Poor Kiefza. Won't the little Phicotan join us in a little fun?"

Blackfire stopped and her face flushed a deeper color of orange. She slowly turned with a forced smile. She didn't know which was worst: The name-calling or the 'NICE' way it was spoken. Being 'NICE' was only for the weak.

Blackfire voice quaked as she said, "You called me a Kiefza! You call me a bloody Phicotan?!? You three just bought yourselves a lot of pain. And just for fun, I won't use my energy blasts."

The lizard man roared, "You think so little of us?"

The wolf couple didn't bother talking. They quickly broke away from the table, each circling to opposite sides of Blackfire.

Blackfire launched herself at the wolf man, kicking out at him. He dodged her kick, but not Blackfire's follow up elbow strike to the side of his head. As he fell backwards, Blackfire heard a scream of female outrage behind her.

Without looking, Blackfire kicked out backward and connected with something soft.

From Blackfire's side, the red lizard man slammed his fist into her. She was sent flying into and through a wall.

The wolf man said as he stood back up, "We're suppose beat her up, not kill her."

From the hole in the wall, a purplish beam flared out, hitting the lizard man. The creature was sent into the far wall. He fell over.

As Blackfire emerged from her hole she remarked, "And I thought this was going to be a real fight."

She looked over her torn clothes and said, "You'll have to pay for this. You better have some money."

The wolf man complained, "You said you weren't going to use your energy blast."

Blackfire looked with disbelief, saying, "And you actually believed me?"

The wolf man jumped at her, striking at her. Blackfire took the hit while grabbing the male's shoulder. She then squeezed hard and the wolf man howled with pain as he fell down to his knees.

The wolf woman leaped and struck several times at the tamaranean before her shoulder was finally grabbed. As Blackfire applied pressure, the wolf woman fell to her knee groaning in pain.

As Blackfire held on to the both of them, she said, "Now how about the money?"

A voice called out, "Don't move, Tamaranean! You're under arrest!"

Blackfire slowly looked up toward the main door into the bar and saw three police officers with two heavy stunners and one wide barreled one that couldn't figure out what it was.

With a flip of each hand, she sent the two wolf people flying at the officers. She turned to the hole in the wall that she was previously sent through, but noticed two officers there: One with a heavy stunner and other odd wide barrel gun. The heavy stunner fired, which she dodged, but then the other gun coughed. It spitted out a wad of a glue-like substance that spread out.

Part of it hit her left arm and torso. The glue started to harden. Backfire tried to break out of the hard glue, but the heavy stunner fired again. She was hit and the world started to spin as she shakily flew upward hitting the ceiling.

One strike from her right hand put a hole in ceiling. Two more heavy stunners, one from the wall's hole and the other from the main doorway hit her. The world spun faster as she sped up her flight speed, bouncing off a wall and then the floor. Another cough from a gun put more glue on her, followed by another stunner hit.

As Blackfire started to black out, she heard one of the officers say, "Damn. She should have gone down in one hit. That Troq was tough."

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Blackfire sat in the cell for two days. It had a single simple bed and no view of anywhere else. Each of her hands was encased in a metal tube that covered her hands and covered her forearms. The tube had a short chain between them.

A voice came through the cell's intercom, "Blackfire, you have a visitor. Stand away from the door or suffer the consequences."

Blackfire slowly walked to the furthest spot in the cell from the door. The door opened and a green-cloaked figure walked into the room. The cell door is closed.

Blackfire smirked, "Are you my lawyer? Is Tamaran paying for my release?"

A female voice came out from under the cloak's hood, "No and no, Princess Blackfire."

She removed her cloak and hood, revealing a female Tamaranean with their regular red hair and green eyes. She features were narrow and she was thin as compared to most Tamaraneans.

Blackfire asked, "And you are?"

"I am Lady Morningsky. I am here to talk about your past, present and future."

Blackfire joked, "Well, I was born. My father is King Myand'r and my mother is Luand'r. Is that far enough in the past for you?"

Lady Morningsky shook her head. "Already, you are incorrect. You have gotten half your facts correct."

Blackfire looked briefly confused and then her eyes narrowed. "What are you getting at?"

"Did you ever wonder, Princess Blackfire, why your hair is black while your parent and sister's hairs are red?"

Blackfire watched her like a hawk. "Keep talking?"

"Your father was married once before; before Luand'r, the mother of Starfire. She is former Queen Tinand'r (Brightfire), former wife of King Myand'r and she is your true mother."

Blackfire hissed angrily, "You lie!"

"Princess Blackfire, have you ever wonder why so many of your father's royal court never liked you while Starfire was always so well liked by them?"

Blackfire's legs became weak and she sat on the edge of the bed. She asked weakly, "Is that why they always hated me…"

Lady Morningsky said, "Princess, your true mother wants to see you. If you agree to go, I'll pay off all your legal bills, debts, the jewelry store bills and arrange for transportation."

"Sure, I'll go. I got nothing else on my calendar."

"Oh, and Princess, you have a half-brother too. His name is HighFire."