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So here is the next chapter of Back Then, thank you to all the people who have left Reviews or have PMed me about the story.

Hope that cliffhanger left you on the edge of your seat, so without further adieu, I present you with chapter three.

RACHELS POV-

I wake up sweat caking my hair to my forehead I gasp for breath, heart beating against my chest like it was trying to break out of a prison. Yeah a prison of memories. Everything is black still black like my dream my eyes skitter around my room searching for the blindly white shine of my father's evil smile. I hug my knees to my chest tears flowing from my eyes I pulled my hand away fumbling for the lamp switch, I look around my wrecked room the sheets in shreds, feathers pouring from my pillow and scratches from my fingernails marked the fallen bedside table. I try to shake off the dream but the evil smile is haunting me, keeping my eyes open, alert.

I stand across from Artemis I liked her but I wish I got an easier training opponent. Robin was battling Stacey and Superboy was duelling Aqualad, Miss Martian and Kid Flash are sitting there watching. I get into a sloppy fighting stance thinking of how I can lose this battle with only one bruise, who am I kidding that wasn't going to happen. Artemis smirks dropping to the ground she kicks my feet away from my, next thing I know my face is flattened on the ground. "Win to Artemis." The computers voice rings out and some stats showed up, I frown deeply.

"Not very impressive are you. How our mentors picked you due to your skill is something I will never know." Kid Flash smirks at my sprawled out body.

I pick myself up brushing the fake dust of my clothing a deep blush tickling my cheeks.

"So nice of you to say so." My voice dripping with sarcasm.

He narrows his eyes at my different outfit (which is my long sleeve purple velvet dress that came just above my ankle, there was a slit coming up the left leg of the dress, I had a deep green belt, a deep green choker on my neck, a matching green cape that came just below the knee, I am wearing my purple ankle boots with a lighter purple cuff on them, I have on the purple cat mask from yesterday my black hair tumbling out of it in curls, with a deep purple lipstick and my nails are long pointed like claws painted purple). "Nice outfit by the way. Looks identical to someone else's I know. " I turn away. Wally has made it clear he is suspicious of me, he questioned me about my loyalties this morning.

"Your clothes are really nice." Stacey's compliments.

"Shut up Stacey. Must you be so eager to please, constantly!" Whoa Wally is always annoying, even to his friends.

"Was not being eager to please!" Stacey scowls at him.

"Seriously you always are." Wally turns on her.

She sends him a death glare before she flounces out of the room, great probably my only ally besides Miss Martian but she is too shy to stand up for me. Okay not everyone is against me but I have the feeling they are all very suspicious of me.

"Must you always be so…" I search for the best word to explain his annoyingness. "Annoying." I mentally slap myself that was the best my intelligent brain could come up with.

Wally smirks "That come back was as good as your fighting." I twist around and slap him hard in the face fingers pointed in clawing his face as I retract my hand. He stumbles back tripping on his way.

Artemis sighs "That's what you get for being annoying Wally." Megan on the other hand runs over to Wally to nurse him.

"What did you do that for? It wasn't really necessary. He is seriously hurt." Wally lets out a groan of pain.

"I don't know about seriously hurt and I have to admit I have wanted to do that since I met him but it wasn't necessary he is your team mate. And Wally suck it up." Artemis scowls at me. Those few who like me are against me now soon it will be Stacey turning on me.

STACEY'S POV-

The motorbike speeds down the streets of happy harbour, I needed some time to think. I hadn't seen Rachel for years not since I was young, I thought she had escaped this kind of life, I thought she would want to.

"You can do this." My yell echoes in the dimly lit warehouse, this wasn't fair. The man was older, much older and had been training since he was little how could they expect this little girl to win, she was shaking from fear and the man laughs hard at her sending chills to my bones. I was practically shaking in fear for her as well "What's the matter have no faith in your student?" The voice is smooth as velvet and purrs in my ear.

"This is sick."

"If you have trained her correctly she will be fine."

"A month of training can't help her that much. Do you have no love for that child?" The voice is silent in the shadows.

I turn back to the match the girl had lost she didn't have enough training to recover from this and turn the battle around. The man's grasp on her throat tightens she can barely gasp anymore. She's thrown far into the wall with a crash, she needed to get up battle on. Another force slams her in the side. Sobs escape her tears staining the ground the throaty laugh echoes again through the warehouse. "This is why I need to do this to you, you're pathetic." The girl stands up and throws a punch at him. "But it is entertaining to see you try." He easily grasps her hand. Her small fist crumples, his hand tightens and tightens until I can hear each crunch of bone. The beads of sweat on her forehead become bigger and fall faster, I pray she doesn't cry again, show signs of weakness. I see the knife that it pulled out and run through the flesh on her arm like a knife through butter, the evil grin on the man's lips make me sick. The girl collapses to the floor just as the man kneels down, "It's called discipline Rachel take care to remember that." I know she is out cold now. I rip my body free from the grip of the person behind me, the man is about to send a bone braking hit to the girl. My form changes into a sleek and elegant beast, my golden coat shining in the moonlight, a lioness. I pounce on my prey knocking the monster to the ground teeth bared we lock in battle.

Does Stacey's memory remind you of someone else's dream perhaps. A certain Rachel.

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