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Running over New York felt really nice today. Stretching my muscles after the fight and practicing my free-running... it was awesome. I was running so fast, I had to put the wig in my jacket pocket and take my hood off. 'No one can see me anyway,' I thought to myself cockily.

Free-running is one of the best exercises. It focuses your body and mind. One slip or miscalculation and you were one with the pavement several stories below. Fortunately for me, I get pretty lucky doing acrobatics, and I've personally never had a stroke of bad luck in my life… well, that's not entirely true. I made a quick leap and back-flip over a small alleyway and- THUMP

Going as fast as I was, it felt like I'd hit a brick wall. The thought of how high up I must be quickly flashed through my mind as I plummeted towards Earth. However, as disoriented as I was, I was able to sense that whatever I had hit was now directly below me. This realization allowed me to calm down in the last second before we hit the ground. I looked down at what I was laying on. There was no mistaking the blue cape and hood.

"Crap." I did a hand-stand and quick back-flip, hoping to get far enough away before she could get her bearings. Unfortunately, the tops of the nearest buildings were several stories up, and I couldn't find a ledge in time to escape the familiar cry of

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!"

Suddenly, I wasn't hanging on to the top of a windowsill anymore. Instead, I was floating through the air about ten feet off the ground. Raven took one look at me and, I was slammed into the ground. I was stunned and barley felt something wrap around my wrists. In the couple of seconds it took to get my vision back, she'd bound me at the wrists and ankles. I struggled and twisted against it, but the restraints seemed to be telephone cables that ran directly back into the ground. I got ready to cast a hex on her and "push" my way out of the restraints.

"Don't even think about it," she said quickly. "Empath. I personally think it's a lot better than telepathy."

I'd totally forgotten about that. It's been so long since I've done my homework on any of the Titans. You start to forget they're- 'Wait! Had she-' I instantly filled my mind with the thought of chocolate and the color blue.

"So what now, Jinx? Three hours ago, you were kneeling in an alleyway crying, and now what? Off for another robbery?"

"I'm glad you think I'm that type of girl," I said, a little heart-broken.

"Aren't you," she asked sarcastically.

"I don't know. You're the empath. You tell me."

She finally walked over to where she'd caught me. She crouched and stared me down with those piercing eyes.

"Nice hair.". At first I thought it was a sarcastic comment about my wig, but then I remembered I'd taken it off.

"You think so," I tried to say as nonchalantly as possible. Her stare was as if she trying to read my soul. I didn't know if she needed eye-contact to use her empathic powers so I averted my gaze just in case.

"I normally don't," she said almost as if she'd read my- oh yeah.

"Oh, good to know. Next time we fight I'll be sure to think of dead puppies."

"And next time that safe won't miss," she said darkly.

"Pretty unlikely you'll get too lucky with that," I said. I hoped all the sarcasm throws her off my emotions.

"It doesn't," she answered quietly.

"Raven, what the heck do you want? If you're going to bring me in, just do it. Why the hell are you burrowing through my mind?" She was really pissing me off. If she found out what I was thinking... Dammit, I should've just gone to bed.

"Well, when we spoke last, I caught some emotions I've never caught from anyone before. I just wanted to know what they were."

Somehow, her gaze was getting more intense, and I began to sweat. I'd never been this close to her before, so I began noticing the slight tinge of violet in her blue eyes which highlighted her beauty. And the way she was leaning over to look at me, opened up an easy view to her breasts through the cut of her leotard. I stared straight into her eyes, doing my best not to let my eyes wander.

"Wait, what? This... this can't be right," I heard her murmur to herself.

I grew desperate. I started struggling. I pulled and pulled at the telephone wires. I figured I was messing with someone's phone call pretty bad. I did my best to focus on any emotion besides whatever it was I felt towards Raven and instead focused on the one emotion that probably overpowered it: fear. I started getting frantic, kicking and bucking against them. I felt the wire start digging into my wrists and ankles and I was barely aware of the warm feeling running down them. I was on the verge of casting a hex before Raven said,

"Jinx, stop!"

With those two words, I suddenly felt very calm and relaxed. Relaxed enough that I couldn't control my thoughts. The first thing I thought about was a PB&J sandwich. Next came Gizmo's new gadget. He had been saying something about vibrating molecules through matter or something. Then came the Raven. So elegant and beautiful, and looking down right at me. I saw her eyes widen and she took a quick step back.

With a sigh, I let my head fall back against the pavement. There was no hiding it now.

"Are you done," I asked sarcastically. "Found out I still sleep with my night-light, didn't you?"

"Is it true," she asked softly.

"Yeah. I need that night-light. Do you know how dark-"

"Jinx," she growled.

"What? What do you want? You've been in my mind, you know how I feel."

"I-I... How come you've never said anything before?"

"What do you want me to say? Oh hey, just finished robbing a bank, and by the way, I think I like you!"

"Well-"

"And another thing, who the hell gave you the right to be digging in my brain in the first place? Isn't that against your little "hero code of conduct" or something?" I'd never been so angry in my life... well, ever since I learned to control my powers.

"Jinx-"

"Stop fucking calling me that! I hate that name. Do you think I like being a jinx? Do you-"

I'd been so riled up, I didn't even notice Raven had leaned in even closer. My mouth went slack after I felt a small sensation on my forehead. Something I hadn't felt in a long, long time.

"D... did you just kiss me," I asked incredulously.

"Maybe I did," she said with a smile. It took a while before I realized I wasn't restrained anymore.

"But... why?" Is this really happening?

"I know you're not what you make yourself out to be. You're a good person. That's why you haven't hurt any of us. I've noticed- we've all noticed- when you fight, you never use your best hexes on Robin or Beast Boy. And you've never hexed me now, have you?" I had to look away from her accusing stare.

"I know who you aren't... And who you are... Lucy."

The name made me jump and I sat up.

"What if you were wrong? What if I was the villain that everyone hated...? I've done some bad things..."

"Being a hero, you see the best and the worst in the world. You see bad people do good things. You also see good people do evil," she said, her eyes drifting away at the last sentence.

"What do you think I am," I asked her quietly. She looked back at me and again I was drawn towards those eyes.

"I think you've got something to prove."

"I can't. These powers-"

"I know what it's like to have powers that you can't get rid of. That you can't control. I know how they'll push you into something you never wanted to do. I know..."

She seemed to be talking from experience, but if she was, then I had it easy. I've only ever lost control of my powers once

"Raven…?"

"Don't worry about it. I meant what I said about you having something to prove. You want to stop being treated like a villain? Stop acting like one."

"So you're giving me a chance?"

"Well, I want to help you. I know what it's like to be hated for who you have to be. But you don't need to be this anymore. You don't need Jinx."

I was about to answer with something dark, but there was a beeping and Raven quickly grabbed the Titan communicator she wore on her belt.

"Raven," she said quickly. A couple of seconds later, she said, "On my way," and hung up her communicator.

"What's going on," I asked quickly. With all the money and brain power Gizmo spends on his gadgets, he's never been able to build the team working communicators.

"It's Plasmus. He's attacking Titan's Tower. I have to go." Without a second thought, she opened up one of her weird portals in the floor. I'm not too keen on getting ditched, so I grabbed her before she was sucked in.

"Are you planning on seeing me again," I asked. It was her turn to look away from my accusing stare.

"I kind of figured I'd see you next time you robbed a bank or attacked us," she said.

"That's me being the villain. I thought you wanted to speak to me."

She just stared at me as if I'd grown a second head for a few moments, then nodded a reply.

"Then here, take this." I always carry around a pen and paper in my jacket pocket. It's just something most super-villains do. I wrote down my number and handed her the small sheet of paper.

"What's this," she asked.

"Ever heard of a phone number," I asked sarcastically. "Call me whenever you're away from the Titans. That is my phone number, so there're a bunch of things you can do with that to bust my team and I. I trust you to keep that to yourself."

"O-okay..." She hovered there for a few seconds staring at the piece of paper. Then her communicator started beeping."I have to go."

"Go get 'em, girl," I said with a smile. She levitated up a few more feet and shot towards T-Tower quick as an arrow. "Try not to let him touch you. It's gross!" I shouted after her. It took a few seconds before I faintly heard her shout,

"That's the general idea."

I giggled to myself. That was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done... And I had no regrets.