New story! Yay!

So hey guys, this is going to be my first long story. I'm very excited, but would like to point a few things out.

I do not own Teen Titans, or any other DC characters

I'm not from Tamaran, some of that stuff is made up but is REALISTIC SO YEAH

Just so I don't get complaints, the idea of Starfire one being experimented on by the Gordanians to get her powers is not my original idea; from what I've seen it's a commonly accepted one and I've seen it referenced before in many other writings on other sites. So whoever's idea that was...give them credit. But the Sylium named element is my own thingy created-so yeah creativity ;D

Rated T+, rating subject to change.

Please leave me comments on what you think! This chapter is kind of short, it being the first one, but I'm thinking of different chapters coming from different perspectives of the characters? Anyways, lets go!

Chapter 1

Starfire finally came to, but was not sure where she was. Her vision blurred, probably due to some sort of trauma that had been caused to her. She looked around, seeing what seemed to be the headquarters of the titans tower;but with something else there.

Blood.

Starfire tensed, trying to remember what had happened. She glanced down at her thigh, seeing a gaping wound in it, seeming to be the source of some of the red liquid that had been poured out into the room. However, it wasn't just her blood-she could sense it. No, Starfire had seen war before on her planet and was trained to have heightened senses when she was training to be a warrior. She could recognize these things, and she could tell when there was a struggle.

"Remember what happened, please!", she thought to herself.

Starfire took a deep breath in attempts calm down and to fully process the situation. She was sitting in a chair with a thin metal cable wrapped around her, threatening to cut into her arms and stomach if she moved. There were hand and boot marks scattered on the walls, telling her that she had at least put up some sort of a fight. Furniture was broken, papers were everywhere and there was a giant crack in the mainframe computer screen. Blood was trailing from the entrance of the room to her chair, this being hers, but there was also blood smeared against the walls from what she sensed was some foreigner(Starfire deemed this to be that of her opponent).

"Friends?" she called, hoping someone would answer; but to no avail. Starfire closed her eyes and really listened; allowing her warrior instincts to kick in. She sensed no movement in the tower whatsoever. Whatever was in here, whatever did this to her, was long gone by now.

Starfire was weary of moving, but she knew that she had to get out somehow in order to search for her friends.

She shifted her weight slightly backwards, attempting to fall and break the chair. While she did fall back, the chair didn't even budge, leaving the Tamaranean on the floor. Starfire knew what she had to do, and bit her lip so she wouldn't scream. She jumped, lifting her horizontal body upwards toward the ceiling, the wire now cutting deep into her skin. Luckily however, the impact of falling back down broke the wooden chair beneath her, allowing her to free herself.

Starfire stood up, allowing the blood to trickle down her body and onto the floor. The young girl was getting woozy, possibly due to blood loss or to shock, and felt a tear trickle down her cheek. Her mind immediately thought to go towards the Tower's clinic, right next to Cyborg's room-not too far of a walk. She stumbled a little, putting too much weight on her injured leg, but continued to limp towards the door, hoping to find some sort of clue that would jog her memory along the way.

The hallways were dark and still, but had an eery feeling to them that made Starfire unsettled. She limped past the bedrooms, seeing streaks of blood along those walls as well, but not all of it hers. There were claws along the wall nearest to Beast Boy's room, inferring that he had tried to fight off the same thing that had gotten her.

"Beast Boy!" Starfire cried, peeking inside his room. Nothing. Just torn curtains and a messy room(which is not uncommon for Beast Boy, the mess at least). Starfire sighed in defeat, and limped further down the hall. She passed Raven's room, only peeking through the door because Starfire already knew what she would find-and it would only break her heart. She faintly saw a black-colored pool of blood in the corner on the floor, and just started to cry. She was so desperate to know that her friends were okay.

Cyborgs room seemed to have the least amount of damage, but only because Cyborg didn't have very many areas on his body that could shed blood. He did have nuts and bolts scattered all over the floor, causing Starfire to hurt even more. He could be...gone.

While the clinic was just a few steps further, Starfire could see Robin's room from across the hall. She had to know; she needed him. He of all people couldn't be gone.

"Robin?" she called weakly, her voice cracking. She struggled over to his room and walked through the door. Her gasp was audible, and her sobs quieted.

Over Robin's bed was Slade's trademark in red spray paint...or was it blood? Starfire didn't even want to know at this point. She was just praying to X'hal that her friends weren't dead, and she didn't need any confirmations that Robin's mangled body was somewhere in the hands of this lunatic.

She walked up to the nightstand to get a better look at the graffitied symbol, and was surprised by what she saw. In little letters seemingly written in black marker, the word "gotcha" was present.

"What the…?" Starfire was cut off by the flat surface of Robin's nightstand being flipped over to reveal a sealed letter on a platter, sat right next to a yellow flower placed in a green vase. Ignoring the flower, Starfire gently picked up the note and broke the seal.

"Hello Stary,

Ah, such a pretty little flower. It's why I kept you alive, why I chose you. That and I know it's gonna get on little bird brain's butt to know his precious little girlfriend is out of his protection. Oh, how I love to see him struggle.

Listen doll, we've never met, but you seem fun. So hows about we play a little game? Your friends are alive and well(I mean, mostly, but a few scratches never hurt anyone-just ask me!), but not for long. I'm going to give you three days to find our location before they die an utterly cruel death. And, although striking, your pretty green eyes aren't the only reason why I wanted you to play this little game. I need something from you, princess. I was made aware that a very rare element runs through the veins of you Tamerwhateans, an element that I need for a fun little toy I'm designing. However, learning of your little experimentations and powerful starbolts allowed me to assume that you have a high concentration of Sylium in your bloodstream-making you perfect.

Three days. I want you and a vial of your blood (better yet, just bring yourself to me and I'll take however much I need.), or you can kiss the leprechaun, black bird, bucket of bolts and your baby batman goodbye.

See you soon, my dear.

-Good ol' Jack

Starfire cringed at the "my dear" part, and, well, at the whole letter. Who in the glorkf was this maniac? How did he know Robin-the letter hints that he has met him before.

But Starfire was very aware of why he would want her blood. The element Sylium was what allowed Tamaraneans to conserve heat in extremely cold temperatures, as Tamaran is almost in a constant state of nighttime for more than half of one Earth year. However, when she and Blackfire were sold as slaves to the Gordanians, they were both experimented on. The experimenters put heavy amounts of Sylium into the bodies of the two girls to see what toll it would have on their bodies, allowing them to produce heat of their own(aka starbolts). Sylium, however, is very radioactive, which worried the princess greatly. Whatever "toy" this man was making, it could kill a lot of people.

At this point Starfire didn't care to remember how she had gotten kidnapped, nor her friends. But she was going to find them.

"But where do I even begin?" she thought. "If I hand myself over, many people may die. But I cannot let my friends suffer, either...and Robin..."

Starfire snapped quickly back into reality when the wounds from her stomach started to sear in pain, causing her to cry out. She had been so distracted by her friend's situation that she had ignored the massive blood loss she was suffering from, coming from her multiple wounds. The redhead tried to stumble towards the clinic, but the pain was so unbearable her body was already beginning to shut down.

She made it into the hallway before her legs completely gave out, her head hitting the floor with a loud thud.

Her mind was fuzzy and her vision was gone, but she heard something(or someone) crash through the window in the clinic, footsteps running towards her quickly. The last thing she remembered was a dark figure taking her into their arms.