Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, unfortunately.

AN: Please don't flame, this is my first Teen Titan fic. Also the name of one of my characters is Lilith, I just love the name.  Enjoy!

The Quartet The Awakening

Noise, that's all she could hear, and in her opinion it was the evil thing that woke her. The buzzing of people going about their hectic day, doing what needed to be done, that was all she could hear. Scrunching her forehead in an effort to aid her eyes to open. Groaning slightly at the vibrant lights that attacked her vision, blinding her momentarily. Her sight finally focused on the white ceiling above her, and the scent of disinfectant almost made her sick. Slowing raising herself into a sitting position she noticed the machines around her, and the thin, cotton gown she adorned. She was in a hospital, she detested hospitals, and they were one of the worst things in the world, just because she said so. That, and the fact that she didn't have a window to get out of the hospital, she wanted the easy way out.

A sudden swoosh brought her out of her revere as she took notice of a nurse entering her room. Her hazel eyes studied the woman while she was reading some hospital mumbo-jumbo chart. She sat, waiting patiently to be noticed by the humming nurse. The was walking around the room, adjusting tubes and what not on the machines, she looked at the patient; who she assumed would be laying down, then quickly looked at her. The nurse gasped, her eyes wide as saucers.

"Your awake!" The nurse stated dumbly astonished at the conscious girl in front of her. The seventeen year-old turned her head away to roll her eyes. 'Why do I always get stuck with the dumb ones?'

"Can I speak with the doctor?" She asked the nurse, who was unable to move at the moment.

"Of course, I'll be right back." The nurse ran off. She had no doubt that she was new to this field, at such a young age she had to be. Her hazel took in her surroundings. White was all that was available for her to look at except for the generic painting of a violet hung on the wall. Another swoosh and she noticed the doctor had entered her room, and much to her relief he hadn't brought the newbie with him.

"Good your awake. We were afraid you were never going to wake up there for awhile." The doctor said good-naturedly. "I'm Dr. Krank, do you remember your name?" He asked her, his old eyes looking at her kindly. She nodded her head.

"My name is Lilith. How long have I been out?" She asked quickly, his kindness was a little too much for her take without coffee.

"A few months. You had no injuries of any kind when you were found and admitted to the hospital. Do you remember what happened to you before you woke up?" He asked. She shook her head no. "Ok then, when you feel up to it, in a few days, we'll need you to fill out some paper work for us." He stated, subtly informing her that they were going to keep for at least three more days, and she couldn't handle that.

"Can I go now?"

"I'm afraid that isn't possible. We have to call your parents, run some tests, fill out paper work, and the most important: your rest."

"I don't have family, I'm fine. Can I go?" Her patience was wearing thin.

"You are a minor, dear, and you have no parents, so we have to call an orphanage or something of the sort. We have rules, and laws that we have to follow in this type of situation. I'm sorry." He said sympathetically. She nodded to him, 'at least he's a nice doctor.' She thought, as he left the room. 'But what is it with people and their rules and laws?! Grrr!! I like rules and laws, anarchy isn't my thing, but by the gods people!!! And paper work! I hate paper work! It kills trees, wastes time, its pointless and it can easily be destroyed or stolen! That's all people seem to do around here, fill out this form and that form and all those other pointless, ridiculous forms!! In a way' she thought staring intently at the painting, 'Paper work is like life, pointless, and so easily destroyed.' She sighed, and got out of her bed.

"Sorry doc, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do." She said as she walked out her room door into the never-ending mass of people that was called a hospital.