A/N: Okay, here's Chapter Two. Hope you like it. I had fun writing this chapter. -FA

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans.


Chapter 2: Battles and Nightmares

"Come in Beast Boy, we need your help!" Robin yelled into his communicator. He and the other Titans were still fighting the unknown white creature, and they were losing badly.

Robin dropped his communicator as the creature ran towards him once more, still in its hot, flaming form. The boy pulled out a freeze disk and thrust it at the being. It instantly put out some of the flames as it melted and temporarily froze the creature on the spot. This delayed it, but not for long. Before the ice could completely melt the creature merged its body with the ice crystals, changing its form again.

The creature turned to Raven, who was at the other end of the warehouse. It held its claws outstretched in front of itself and then shot several shards of ice at the girl.

Raven was ready for the attack. She surrounded the shards with her ebony aura, and then thrust them back towards the creature. The creature avoided each one that was thrown at it. After all the shards had fallen to the ground the creature suddenly created a massive ball of ice and sent it flying towards Raven. Unprepared this time, she felt the direct hit and was sent flying into the wall closest to her.

Behind where the now made of ice creature stood, Cyborg and Starfire were both aiming their powerful energies at it. Cyborg had his sonic cannon glowing blue in suspense and Starfire's starbolts in each hand were pulsing a bright green. The creature recognized their presence and turned around suddenly, throwing the two out of its way and causing them to fire off-target. The supreme blast of the combined energy blew a hole in the warehouse roof as Starfire and Cyborg fell across the floor.

Robin ran over to the monster again, hitting it repeatedly with his staff and chipping much ice off the creature's body. In the middle of his final hit the creature grabbed Robin's staff, making its body the same material. The boy pulled his staff out of its grip and continued to fight.

"Beast Boy to Robin," A sad voice came out of Robin's abandoned communicator, "I'm on my way."

Too busy fighting the shape-shifter, Robin didn't hear this message. He threw a kick towards the creature's chest, knocking it across the room. He ran over to the creature again and placed the tip of his staff at its neck.

"Who are you? What are you?" The Boy Wonder panted, but still addressed the question with authority.

A computer-like voice was then emitted from the creature.

"Annihilate all allies of young Wilson. Annihilate all allies of young Wilson."

The creature then jumped up and lunged at Robin, who found himself now on the cold floor. The creature raised its fist, about to finish him off and-

BAM.

A green ram slammed its two horns into the creature's metal body, catching it by surprise. The creature flew across the warehouse, slamming into the far side of the wall with a clank.

The ram morphed into a green-skinned teenage boy.

"Need a hand?" Beast Boy helped Robin up. "You guys weren't at the Tower after I got your message. I searched all over town and-"

The creature was standing up now. It began to charge head first towards the two boys. After a few strides it was thrown to side again by two narrow but powerful beams of emerald energy. Starfire stepped into view and walked over to Beast Boy and Robin.

"Friend, you have returned!" The alien girl gave Beast Boy one of her famous bone-crushing hugs.

"Uh, Star," Robin interrupted. The creature was up again, but not for long. Another energy blast, this time a pale blue one, slammed the creature back into the cement wall.

"Oh, yeah, the Teen Titans are back in business!" Cyborg pumped his fist into the air.

"Nice one." Raven was up now. "But now it's my turn. Azarath, Metrion, ZINTHOS!" She summoned a black orb of dark energy around their opponent. As she lifted the orb into the air with her powers the creature's arms and legs flailed in the air, trying to find a way of escape. Slowly Raven shrank the orb, making it smaller and smaller until sparks started to crackle from the being's body. She then let go off the orb and the captive flew out.

"Annih…late…allies…Wiiilllsooon," Again the creature's voice spoke, almost broken now from the stress inside the bubble.

"Beast Boy, would you do the honor?" Raven said sarcastically. "Now that you've actually come back to help us."

Beast Boy nodded, ignoring the last comment. He then morphed into a Tyrannosaurus Rex. He roared, charging with his vicious reptilian mouth open towards the creature. When he reached it he paused, then grabbed it with his teeth and shook it with all his strength. Electricity crackled from their enemy's form.

"It was a droid," Robin said in an undertone as Beast Boy dropped the robot and morphed back into his normal self. "The question is, who did it belong to?" The leader frowned.

"Come on Rob, take a break," Cyborg patted his friend on the shoulder and yawned. "We've been fighting this thing for the past two days."

"Friend Cyborg is right," Starfire chimed in. "We must now relax and perform a celebration for our victory."

"So, Beast Boy, what happened with," Raven paused, then practically spat out the name, "Terra?"

"Yes, we are all very eager to hear that Terra is alive and has the safety," Starfire said eagerly.

But Beast Boy had a pained look in his eye. Should I tell them? He pushed all thoughts of the geomancer out of his mind. He turned away.

"I don't want to talk about it."

xxxxxxx

She was in a dark room. Many voices surrounded her, but through all her training she could not identify them.

"Release me at once!" She cried out, her voice demanded angrily, hiding her fear.

She heard a cold laugh, colder than any voice she had ever heard, and she thought she had lived with the best mastermind in the world. One voice spoke alone now.

"Don't worry, Miss Wilson, as soon as your father gets here we will have this whole thing straightened out." There was that laugh again.

Oh no. Her father. She might not have known who her captors were, but she knew the reason why she was there: she was the bait.

She squirmed and realized that she was strapped onto a cold iron bed. She had no chance of escape. They had taken all of her weapons. She struggled in her bonds.

"You know, come to think of it, we actually don't need to wait for your dear father after all." That voice. All of a sudden it seemed so familiar, but where did she know it from? "I believe we can squeeze her in right now, boys." Oh God. Were they going to rape her? "One moment please."

An intense bright light suddenly shone on the bed where she was being held. A hand came out of the surrounding darkness holding a vial of golden liquid.

"Open up."

She opened her mouth to protest, but this was exactly what the man wanted. Before she knew it the liquid was being poured into her mouth. Instinctively she spat it out in the direction she assumed the man's face would be.

Apparently she assumed correctly, because after she spat she heard a long string of swears.

"Do you want us to have to do this the hard way?" She could have sworn the man was smiling in the darkness. She then heard footsteps behind her followed by a sharp prick at the back of her soft neck.

Suddenly a strange feeling overcame her. She felt everything, yet nothing. She felt like she could somehow take on these men, but she just couldn't move a muscle. A rush of warmth went through her body. Then the emotions ceased and the pain began.

It felt like a million daggers had pierced through her body. She felt like her head would explode. A feeling of dizziness then went through her, and she lost her knowledge of up and down.

She was able to hear a door open with a crash. A voice she knew all too well spoke.

"Let her go, George."

It sounded like a fight was going on. There must have been some confusion, because soon she found that she was free. The bonds were gone.

The pain just wouldn't stop, though. She would give anything, anything right now just to make it let up…

Now she was drifting, drifting…clouds surrounded her, dark clouds. Lighting flashed before her, followed by a rumble, and then a scream.

Tara woke up panting and drenched in cold sweat. She felt the back of her neck sub-consciously.

All a nightmare. Just a nightmare. A bad dream. But it had all seemed so…real.

That was because it was real. Or it had been, once. The memory was still there. She could still hear the screams.

She breathed heavily as she saw a shadow pass down the hallway outside her room.

Tara quickly lay her head back down on her soft, green pillow. She snapped her eyes shut.

The person didn't enter her room, though. He simply peered through her doorway, then continued down the hall, sighing.

Tara sat up again as her foster brother left her view. This really was the best foster family she could have hoped for. So why did she feel so alone?

Tara knew that she should move on. Even though she did remember everything now, she should try now just to live a normal life. But against her mind's wishes, she still felt uneasy. It was still haunting her.

But it was just a dream, right? Sure, it actually might have happened, but it was in the past. It was all over now. She was here now. She was in her own room, she had a great family with her, and she was in her cozy bed.

Above all, she was safe, so she need not worry about anything for the moment. She lay back down.

She was safe.

For now.


A/N: I won't be able to update for a week or so now, because I'm going away. But don't worry, when I come back I'll have a whole other chapter ready to be posted! -FA