Hey...I got really bored one day when there was no school, so that's where my ideas for this fic came from. If you're reading this, I pre-wrote a lot of chapters before I put it online, so I could give multiple chapters per day. I thouhgt it was easier for me and reviewers. This is my second attempt to write a fic, because my other was so lousy at one point, there was no where to go with it. Lol, here ya go...
disclaimer: no, Yu-gi-Oh and Teen Titans don't belong to me, nor do any songs I may put in this fic. :P...
Life has always been hard on me. Fate just wasn't on my side. When I was three, my parents died, forcing me to live with a foster mother for the rest of my years on Tameran.
When I left Tameran, I was about thirteen. My foster parent was worried about me. She said she didn't want me hurt, I was the only saving grace she had left. My sister Blackfire was too unkind to ever worry about her, so she depended on me to give her support.
When I arrived on the planet that was so strange to me, called Earth, I came across a team of heros that I would spend three years with. And, of course, I met my first love. But, he was untrue.
Part of my life with the titans was a lie. They expected me to be a royal-brat because I was a princess. No, they weren't always like this. They accepted the fact of my royal-life at first. When I had been living with them for two years, though, they started.
Whenever I was angry or upset, they would taunt me, saying that I was having a royal-fit. When I tried to be kind and generous by cleaning the house every once and awhile, they called me Cinderella.
Robin, my love, at first did not participate in the ridiculing. He would just drag me into another room. But when I became angry with him for treating me like nothing more than a bikini-model, he too took part in mocking me.
Soon, though, about six months later, I could no longer stand it. I gathered all the courage I had and told Robin it was over. Crying big tears, I packed a suitcase. I was leaving in two months, and I had to be ready. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care.
I spent all of my free time looking through travel brochures, trying to find the perfect place to live. At first I thought of Rome, Italy. I had always wondered what that great city looked like. After looking through the pamphlet, though, my mind changed.
I had only a month and four days to go, I had to make up my mind. Grabbing a brochure from my bed, the last booklet I had, I sat to read it. I noticed the place it was on was Japan.
Wow, what a beautiful place, I remember thinking, If I moved there, it would be so very far away from America and my so-called friends. I had leafed through a few pages, when I spotted a city I had seen on television before.
There were many pictures, some of towering buildings, others of Japanese pop-stars native to the metropolis. Under an enlarged picture of a shopping mall, were the words, Domino City in bold, black lettering.
A few weeks later, I was all ready to go. I had purchased a flight ticket to Tokyo, then I would ride the subway to Domino. Although I was ready, something almost changed my mind about leaving. Almost.
Robin and I had not spoken real words since I told him I was leaving. But now, as I was ready to leave, he came to me. I had only one last day in America, and he said to me, "Starfire, I wish I had a chance to do this relationship all over again. Then I wouldn't be so blind. I love you. Maybe I can't change your mind about going, but at least you'll know I care."
I was taken aback at his words, never had he spoke like this to me. I was almost sorry for leaving him, but I knew he would do what he'd done to me again. I told him, "As much as I would like to stay, I'm afraid it's too late. As for what you said about loving me, I'm sorry. I just don't buy it. And besides, a long distance relationship never works out. I understand; you have a reason to be upset about my leaving but..."
I could say no more. I ran to my old room, tears flowing down my cheeks. I didn't want our love to go on any longer, yet I felt a deep pain every time I tried to walk away, or get the courage to tell him where to go.
I woke up the next day and ate a small breakfast. My friends at the table were silent. Not even my humorous friend would crack a joke. Nor did the one who hated tofu complain about his tofu-ed eggs.
Before I left, I told them all I was sorry for any pain I may had have caused them. Raven, my gothic comrade, accepted. She understood what it was like to have her emotions lose control, for sadly, she had fallen a victim to it.
Raven could not control her emotions like a normal being; the weight of the world on her shoulders prevented her from it. I know who she secretly admired, but also know that she would never make a move, for her emotions couldn't allow her to date. I only hoped she knew that I had always thought of her as more than just my personal shrink, but a person as well.
Now, as I sit on this plane, journal in hand, I have hope. I have faith, and I believe in one thing I have never believed in before: destiny.
Oh, wow! I didn't think I would be so confident (I'm going through one of my I-don't-care mood swings) when writing the prologue to this story, but surpirisingly, I have extreme confidence. lol,
Love,
Star11
