The Second Curse: A TT Fanfic-CHAPTER 2

A/N: This is Chapter 2 of my OC Teen Titans Fanfic, The Second Curse. If you have not done so, please read the Prologue first, and then Chapter 1. Note: there is no First Curse; this is not a sequel to anything. Hope you enjoy! : )

"Where should I put her?"

"The couch is fine, since you don't look like you can carry her any further than that. And why are you whispering?"

"Do you want her to wake up?"

"She's unconscious; of course we want her to wake up. Careful, don't drop-!'

*thump!*

"Good thing the couch was there! I told you to let me carry her!"

"No way, dude! You always get to carry the girls!"

"What are you talking about? What girls have I ever carried?"

"Would you two knock it off and try to focus here?"

*Gasp* "I think she is awakening!"

Awakening wasn't quite the word for it. Sabbath's consciousness was returning, and she vaguely heard voices around her, but she didn't open her eyes. She had barely moved, but since the feeling in most of her body had yet to return, moving was difficult. But what parts of her body she could feel, she knew were injured. The hottest of the pain seemed to be coming from her back and her left shoulder, as well as her pounding head. A grimace of pain crossed her face. Suddenly, the pain in her back became too much too bear. She realized she was laying on her injury and instinctively sat up to relieve the pressure. Sitting up was a bad idea. Her dark eyes shot open with the sudden pain that coursed through her torso. Also, the sudden light didn't help her headache. Putting her right arm out behind her for support, she gently raised her left hand to her head. The motion irritated her shoulder, but her hand was surprisingly cool against her forehead.

"Uhg…" Sabbath muttered, her tongue feeling heavy. "I feel like I was hit by a ton of bricks…"

"Pretty much," chimed a voice somewhere to her left.

'Wait, a voice?' though Sabbath. Then she remembered the other voices she'd heard just before she "awoke". Suddenly putting two and two together, Sabbath realized that voices meant she wasn't alone. But she'd been alone before she passed out…

Quickly dropping her hand from her eyes, Sabbath saw several oddly dressed people standing around her. They were looking down at her, which meant she was still on the ground. But when she looked down, she realized she was lying on a sofa. Sofas don't go outside. But this wasn't her house, and she definitely didn't recognize these people.

"Where…am I?" Sabbath managed to ask. She was still a little out of it. "Who are you?"

A dark-haired boy in a mask stepped forward. "You're at Titans' Tower. How badly are you injured? We would've taken you to the hospital, but…"

"But we figured you'd need more specialized medical treatment," said a girl in a blue cape, vaguely gesturing in Sabbath's direction.

"And we have the facilities here to treat you. Plus, since it was us that hurt you, we kinda figured we owed ya…" said a tall, well-muscled half-robot boy.

"'We' hurt her?" said a green boy, raising an eyebrow and turning to face the robot-boy.

"I hurt you," said the robot-boy. He was facing her, but he couldn't meet her eyes. "But you dropped her!" He continued, turning to meet the green boy's glare.

"I did not!"

"You got a twin I don't know about?"

"Please, you require medical attention," said a tall redhead, ignoring the two fighting boys. "Let us assist you as soon as possible! We shall repair your injuries at once!"

Sabbath just stared at them. "Specialized" treatment? "Titans Tower"? She'd never seen these people before in her life, how could they possibly have hurt her? The last thing she remembered was trying to save an elderly couple from a giant rock monster. The rest was a bit fuzzy, but she assumed the creature was responsible for her injuries. Although, the robot-boy's voice DID sound somewhat familiar. Where had she heard it before?

The pain in her back quickly distracted her from her train of thought. How badly was she injured? Carefully, Sabbath turned to look over her shoulder, expecting to see some kind of weapon protruding from her back. Relieved to see no axes or spears, Sabbath breathed a small sigh of relief. Then she noticed her left wing hung suspiciously limp, and her worry returned. She turned her attention to her right wing, and luckily it seemed alright. She slowly flexed it, stretched out to full length, then folded it back up against her back. It was a little scraped and bruised, but at least she could lift it. Wait, wings? She wasn't at home, her wings shouldn't be exposed! Glancing down at her waist, she saw her sweatshirt still tied there and her eyes grew wide with horror. She glanced back up at the people around her. They didn't seem disturbed by her appearance, but still. Sabbath had always made a point to never expose her wings in public. Ever since that day at the group home…

She had to leave. Now. Injuries or no injuries, she had to get out of there.

"Um, thanks for everything, but I really should be going," Sabbath said as she tried to stand. Unfortunately, she was only able to take two steps before she became dizzy and lost her balance. The masked boy caught her in his arms as she fell and steadied her on her feet.

"I don't think that's such a good idea," he said, embracing her at arm's length; a look of concern clearly recognizable on his face even though his eyes were hidden. "At least let Raven take a look at you."

"'Raven?'" Asked Sabbath.

The girl in the blue cape walked over with one arm outstretched; her hand giving off a light blue glow. Sabbath flinched slightly, not knowing what to expect.

"It's alright; I'm just going to see how bad your injuries are. I might even be able to heal them completely. Just hold still," Raven said. Slowly, she ran her hand over Sabbath's neck and shoulders, then over her arms, all the while keeping just an inch or two above her skin. Surprisingly, it was soothing. The soft, cool glow from Raven's hand did seem to be healing the scrapes and bruises, and her headache subsided. It also numbed what Sabbath suspected couldn't be totally healed. However, when Raven got to Sabbath's left wing, she frowned and Sabbath winced, expecting disgust or rejection.

"What?" asked Sabbath cautiously.

"You broke a major bone here on the upper part. I can't fix it entirely. We'll have to set it…somehow…but I doubt you'll be able to use it for at least two weeks."

Two weeks? That wasn't good. Sabbath glanced over the masked boy's shoulder and out the floor-to-ceiling bay was dark out, but it hadn't been before. If it was dark out, it was probably close to 6:30. Sabbath knew she'd never make it home in time on foot; but without the use of her wings, she'd have to walk (only at night did Sabbath make an exception to her no-wings-in-public rule).

'Crap!' thought Sabbath. 'I'd better call the Millers and let them know I might be late.'

Sabbath reached into her left pocket for her cellphone, but what she pulled out was in two pieces with a cracked screen and a busted battery. Great, she broke her new cell AND she was going to break curfew. And she'd broken a wing. Could this day get any better?

Just then, lightning flashed outside, and Sabbath noticed it was pouring rain. Great. But maybe it was just the storm making the sky dark; maybe she wouldn't be late at all!

"Um, does anyone know what time it is?" Sabbath asked, glancing at the people around her.

The half-robot boy glanced down at his arm, then back at her and said, "It's about 7:15. Why?"

Sabbath felt her heart sink. "I was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago. I really need to get going," she said, and thunder boomed overhead.

The masked boy glanced at the half-robot boy, who then left the room as the green one said with a grin, "you're not going anywhere until we fix that wing. We owe ya, remember?"

Could these people be any creepier? Sabbath really wanted to leave. Between the thunder storm and the weird-looking teens, this was beginning to look like something out of a horror movie. Then again, they were helping her. Maybe it was just the unfamiliar setting, along with having her wings exposed to strangers, that was setting her nerves on edge. So far these people hadn't really given her any reason to fear them, except for when they said they were the ones that had hurt her, which still didn't make any sense.

"Well…alright. But you still haven't really told me what's going on, or who you are," Sabbath said.

"We're the Teen Titans," said the masked boy.

"So are you guys, like, superheroes or something?" Sabbath asked. Did superheroes exist outside of comic books?

"Yes. My name is Robin. You-"

"Wait, 'Robin'?" Sabbath asked. "As in Batm-"

"YES." Robin replied, cutting her off. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"O…K," Sabbath said. The real Robin, as in Boy Wonder, was standing right in front of her, and all she could do was try not to giggle as she compared this boy to her new kitten at home. They were both named Robin, they both had black, puffy hair… She must have really hit her head hard.

"As I was saying," Robin continued. "You already know Raven," the girl in the blue cape blinked. "That's Starfire," he said, gesturing towards the redhead, who floated towards Sabbath and looked like she was about to hug her, but appeared to change her mind at the last second and just smiled and waved awkwardly. "And that's Beast Boy," Robin finished. Beast Boy gave a deep bow, then looked up at Sabbath and said, "Nice to meet you, milady," with a wink and a big, cheesy grin. His smile was contagious, despite the fangs (a green vampire…? she wondered to herself), and Sabbath couldn't help but smile back. He was kind of funny…

"And I'm Cyborg," said the robot-boy as he re-entered the room holding a first-aid kit. "Sorry about your wing; the sun was in my eyes, and I swear, I didn't see ya until it was too late! It all happened so fast…"

"It's alright," Sabbath replied with a small smile, "I've lived through worse." It was a lie, Sabbath had never really been in too many fights before, but what else could she say? He really did seem to feel terrible about what happened. "But what happened, exactly? Last I remember is being hit by something, then crashing into something else…and then waking up here."

"We got a report that Cinderblock was causing trouble, so we went to take him down," Robin said.

"'Cinderblock?'"

"The big ugly rock dude," Beast Boy explained.

"While the others went to attack from the front, I snuck up behind him," Cyborg continued. "I shot him in the head with my net cannon, but instead of hitting him, the net hit you instead. You must've been right in my line of fire. You hit the back of his head, and then crash landed on a minivan. You sorta landed on your side, which is probably how your wing and shoulder got messed up."

"But look on the bright side; when you hit Cinderblock, you knocked him off balance. Once he fell, we took him down easy! So, way to go!" Beast Boy said, giving a thumbs up.

"Um, thanks?" Sabbath said, unsure how to respond to that.

"You were unconscious when we got to you," Raven said. "We would've treated your injuries there, but it was starting to rain."

"Oh…"

"Now hold still and put your arms up," said Cyborg.

"What?"

"You can't put a cast on a wing, so we gotta set it straight and bind it tight." Cyborg explained.

"This might hurt just a little," said Raven, who had suddenly appeared behind Sabbath. As Sabbath put her arms out, Raven quickly, with hands aglow, snapped the bone back in place and folded the wing up against Sabbath's back, and Cyborg wrapped gauze around Sabbath's entire torso, keeping both her wings firmly in place.

Sabbath instinctively pulled her arms down to her sides and had just opened her mouth to cry out in pain ("Just a little"? Understatement of the century!), when suddenly Starfire was in front of her, forcing a spoon into her mouth. "Taste," she said. As if she had a choice. Whatever Starfire had just fed her, it was sticky and she couldn't dislodge it from the roof of her mouth, so she couldn't help but taste it. It tasted like a mix of sour milk, gravy, mustard, pineapple, and fish.

"GYAAHHH!" Sabbath yelled, the combination of pain and disgust completely disorienting her.

"Are you in pain?" Starfire asked.

"WHAT IS THIS? DEATH PEANUT BUTTER?" Sabbath replied around the sticky glob in her mouth, mentally ordering herself to not throw up.

"The displeasing taste is designed to distract you from your physical discomfort. You do not feel any pain, correct?"

"No…" Sabbath replied, having finally gotten the stuff out of her mouth. Although her eyes were still watering, she had long since forgotten the pain in her wing. "I'm…fine."

"Wonderful!" beamed Starfire.

"Sorry about that," said Robin. "But if we told you it was coming, it wouldn't have worked."

Sabbath wanted to argue with him, but she couldn't; she knew he was right. "Well…thank you all, for everything. But I really have to get going. As it is my parents are probably worried sick about me. So, if someone could just point me towards the way out of here, I'll be-"

*BOOOM! CRACK!*

Thunder clashed overhead, immediately followed by a flash of blue lightning. The wind picked up and was pelting the bay window with rain. The flash of lightning gave Sabbath a glimpse of the world outside, and she realized she was looking at an unfamiliar part of the city.

"You're not walking home, are you?" Beast Boy asked, also looking out into the storm.

"Of course she is not! We shall escort her through this storm in the T-vehicle!"

Sabbath really wanted the ride (she hoped the "T-vehicle" was a car of some kind. Perhaps "T" stood for "truck"?), since she didn't know where her house was from there, but she didn't want to impose on these people any more than she already had, so she said, "Oh, no, you don't have to do that."

"But it's pouring rain out there," Robin said.

"I should be able to keep a water shield up long enough to get home."

"You mean an umbrella?" Cyborg asked.

"No. I can call water to me, so I should be able to keep it away as well. Besides, water is one of my weak points and I could use the practice." Sabbath replied. She really hoped she wouldn't have to sit here and explain all of her abilities. That would take too long and she was already late. It had to be past 8 o'clock by now. She was so dead.

"'One of your weak points'?" Robin asked. "What else can you do?"

Sabbath sighed. "It's a long story, and it's easier to show than to tell. And I really don't mean to be so rude after you all have been so kind, but it's super late and my parents are gonna call in the National Guard if I'm not home soon, so…"

"We understand," said Cyborg. "But can you at least tell us your name?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry," Sabbath replied, realizing she still hadn't introduced herself. "It's Jane. Jane Hellingsworth." Rather than tell them her legal name and explain that she preferred to be called something else, Sabbath decided to just tell them 'Jane' was her name to avoid having to answer any more awkward, tiresome questions.

"Well, it was nice to meet you, Jane Hellingsworth," Robin said with a smile, offering her his hand. Awkward, yet professional.

"It was nice to meet you, too," Sabbath said, briefly shaking his hand. "All of you. Thanks for everything!"

"We will meet again in the near future, yes?" Starfire asked.

"I'm sure you'll see me around," Sabbath replied with a smile and friendly wave as she backed towards what she hoped was the door.

"I'll walk you out!" Beast boy said eagerly. Gently taking hold of her right arm, he guided her towards the door opposite the one she'd been heading towards.

Sabbath waved goodbye to the rest of the Titans, and once she and Beast Boy were out of the room she said, "Thanks."

"Yeah, I figured you didn't know the way out since you were backing towards the storage room," Beast Boy said, grinning.

The two came to an elevator, and Beast Boy pushed the down button. It opened immediately. Once they were both inside, Beast Boy pushed the button for the ground level. As the elevator car slowly descended, Beast Boy turned to Sabbath and asked, "So where are you from? You must be new here if you've never heard of the amazing Teen Titans." He struck a pose, and Sabbath couldn't help but giggle (the tight gauze around her chest only somewhat restricting her breathing).

"My…parents and I just moved here from Boston," she replied. Sheepishly she continued, "We've only been in this city for a couple days, and to be honest, I have no idea how to get home from here."

"Why didn't you want us to give you a lift home?"

"I didn't want to ask for any favors. You'd already done more than enough for me by healing my wounds. I figured I'd stop at a gas station, use their phone, and have my parents come pick me up. No big deal."

"What if I walk you home? I know this city like the back of my hand!" Beast Boy said with a proud smile.

"You'd do that for someone you just met?"

"It's my duty as a Titan to protect the city and its citizens, or at least that's what Robin says," Beast Boy said. "But even if it weren't, I feel like I know you from somewhere. Something about you seems familiar..." Just then, the elevator reached its destination. With a soft *ping!* the doors opened to reveal a vast garage. Inside there was a red motorcycle, a big blue and white car, and various car parts and tools. Directly across from the elevator was the wide garage door that Sabbath assumed the vehicles came and went through. On the side wall there was a smaller door which was probably the one for people.

Once they reached the door, Sabbath asked, "You sure you want to walk me home? I'm not sure how far it is from here…"

"Definitely," Beast Boy said. "Where do you live?"

"I'm not sure of the address, but I know it's two blocks from the high school. But I think once we get to the school, I'll know the way from there."

"Which high school?"

"Um, the cheap public one?" Sabbath offered, hoping that would help. She hadn't realized there was more than one high school in the city, but considering the size of it, it would have to contain multiple schools.

"Ok, I think I know which one you mean. Let's go!" Beast boy said, heading out the door.

Sabbath took a minute to pull her sweatshirt on (her shield couldn't block the cold) and focus her energy before stepping out into the storm. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon, a transparent blue dome appeared over her. It started a foot over her head and went all the way to the ground. Opening her eyes, she realized she'd have to make it big enough for two. Sabbath pushed her arms out on either side of her, forcing the dome to widen. Hoping she could keep it up long enough, she called out to Beast Boy to join her under it. He hesitated at first, unsure as to whether or not he could walk through it. Not wanting to waste any time, Sabbath reached out from under the dome, grabbed Beast Boy's arm, and pulled him in.

"Gyah!" Beast Boy cried out in alarm, afraid he'd hit a solid wall (after all, Raven's force fields were solid to everyone except Raven herself). But instead, he slid through the barrier with no trouble at all. The dome seemed to give off a deep blue, flickering glow, which upon closer inspection Beast Boy realized was caused by the rain. Each drop that bounced off the force field caused it to briefly light up where the water had touched it.

Sabbath watched with curiosity and amusement as Beast Boy slowly stretched one hand out of the force field. Sure enough, he could feel the pouring rain beginning to soak his gloved hand. Pulling his hand back into the dome, he was shocked to see it dry right before his eyes. As his hand slid through the barrier, the rain was pulled off of it; leaving his hand bone dry. Looking down at himself, Beast Boy realized he should be at least somewhat wet from the seconds he spent in the rain- but he wasn't. He hadn't even noticed before when the barrier had pulled all the water off of him as he'd entered. He checked his hands, arms, and hair, but it seemed like he'd never gotten wet in the first place.

"Wow…" Beast Boy whispered in awe.

Sabbath smiled, not used to that sort of response to her abilities. Usually people screamed, ran, yelled at her, threw crucifixes, or all of the above (one foster parent a couple years ago had actually fainted).

Suddenly, the moment was shattered as lightning cracked overhead, swiftly followed by an earth-shaking roll of thunder. With that, the street lights, as well as the lights in all the houses on the entire street, simultaneously went black. Sabbath jumped, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught Beast Boy shoot a nervous glance towards the sky.

"We'd better get going," Sabbath said. "This thing only protects against water, not lightning."

Not needing to be told twice, Beast Boy nodded and began walking quickly down the dark sidewalk, with Sabbath having to practically jog to keep up with him. The dark blue glow from the dome was dim, but it was better than nothing. Sabbath briefly considered creating a flame in her hand to better light the way, but decided against it when she realized it was better to focus all of her energy on the water shield.

After about 15 minutes of walking, Sabbath and Beast Boy finally arrived at the public high school. Luckily, this block had power, so the street lights were on.

"So…where do we go from here?" Beast Boy asked, glancing over at Sabbath.

Sabbath looked around a bit, trying to get her bearings. 'It's strange how things can look so different at night,' she though. Looking to her right, she recognized a couple houses. There was that big grey house with the two different kinds of fences, the short green house with a fire hydrant in front of it, the white house with the stone wall…

"This way!" she said, pointing towards the familiar neighborhood. Once her house was in sight, Sabbath quickened her pace, this time leaving Beast Boy scurrying to keep up. Finally, the two were standing in front of a yellow and white 3-story Victorian.

"This…is your house?" Beast Boy said in amazement, gazing up at the house. It was nothing compared to Titans' Tower, of course, but it was the biggest house on the block.

"Yep," said Sabbath, with an equal amount of awe. 'Until they decide to kick me out…' she thought.

Shaking off her cloud of self-pity, Sabbath realized Beast Boy had turned his gaze from the house to her. "Thanks for walking me home, Beast Boy. It was really nice to meet you, but I'd better get inside before they release the hounds," she said to Beast Boy with a smile. He laughed.

"Um, I can't keep this shield up for you on your way back," she continued. "Want me to grab you an umbrella? There should be one inside under the coat rack…"

"Nah, it's fine," Beast Boy replied. Then with a grin he continued, "Check this out." Suddenly, there was a green dog standing where Beast Boy had just been. It barked at Sabbath with its tongue hanging out, and if dogs could smile Sabbath would've sworn that's what this one was doing.

"Wow…" Sabbath said in awe, much as he had done when he first saw her water shield. She crouched down a bit (as much as the tight bandages around her waist and chest would allow) to be closer to eye level with the dog, "Heh, guess that's why they call you Beast Boy?"

The dog barked again, as if in agreement. Then, without warning, the dog jumped up on its hind legs and licked the side of Sabbath's face. She recoiled and wiped at her face, laughing. 'If he weren't a dog, that would've been really inappropriate,' she thought. When she looked down again, the dog was already at the next house. As if sensing her gaze, it stopped and turned to look at her. Taking shelter under her neighbor's huge oak tree, the dog shook itself off before becoming a boy again. Beast Boy waved to Sabbath and called out, "Come visit us once that wing's healed!" Sabbath flinched at his announcing her wings to the entire neighborhood, but considering how late it was and how bad the storm was, she doubted anyone was standing outside eavesdropping.

"Will do!" she called back, yelling to be heard over the downpour. Sabbath waved good-bye to Beast Boy, who then resumed his canine form and ran back down the street the way they'd come.

Sabbath entered the house with a smile in her face. Her happiness lasted all of five seconds until the Millers walked into the foyer, having heard the door shut. They immediately began the "do-you-have-any-idea-what-time-it-is-we-were-so-worried-about-you-why-didn't-you-call-you-are-so-grounded" lecture. Sabbath didn't bother explaining about the rock monster or the strange people she'd met, and luckily her sweatshirt hid the bandages wrapped around her torso. She told them she'd gone to the library and lost track of time. As for the broken cellphone (and the apparent eight million missed calls), Sabbath explained that she'd turned her phone off when she got to the library. Once she realized how late it was she ran out of the library and had pulled her phone out of her pocket once she was outside, but had tripped and fallen, dropping the phone. She apologized to her stepparents and reached into her pocket to produce the broken phone for evidence, but it wasn't there. 'Crap!' she thought. 'I must've dropped it during the whole bandage-and-death-peanut-butter-torture thing…' Quickly trying to cover up the hole in her story, Sabbath quickly explained that the phone was so damaged that she must've thrown it out, knowing it couldn't be repaired. She said she must not have been thinking clearly in her mad rush to get home and she was very sorry. When asked who gave her a ride home, since she didn't look like she'd just run through a storm, Sabbath could finally give an honest answer (leaving out the shape-shifter), though they probably would've preferred a lie. The Millers were very Catholic, and so were a bit uncomfortable with the idea of their new daughter having power over the elements. Talking about her abilities to the Millers was like talking to them about her menstrual cycle. Feeling a bit awkward, they decided to just wrap up the conversation by sending her to her room without dinner. It was an old-fashioned and usually useless punishment, seeing as Sabbath could just wait until the Millers fell asleep and raid the fridge, but considering the day she'd had and the fact that she'd only had an apple for lunch, Sabbath wished they'd ground her for the rest of spring break instead.

However, not having the energy to argue, Sabbath walked up the stairs to her room on the third floor. Turning on the light and closing the door behind her, she looked around for a box labeled "CLOTHES". Finally finding a pair of pajamas, she tossed them on her bed. Tossing her sweatshirt over the nearest box, she proceeded to carefully peel off the bandage from around her chest and stomach. It was difficult, but she knew she couldn't ask the Millers for help. It'd be too awkward for them and too hard for her to explain how she'd gotten so hurt at the library. Cutting slits in the back of her shirts had been necessary to accommodate her wings, but she'd never expected to have to work around a broken one. Luckily, it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. First, she carefully pulled the shirt over her head (which surprisingly didn't hurt her shoulder, thanks to Raven), and then allowed her right wing to go as limp as the left one so the shirt could fall free with ease.

Now she had to figure out a way to put the bandage back on by herself. Sabbath was about to just forget the whole bandage thing when she noticed her closet door was open and an idea came to her. Tying her long, dark hair up in a bun, she shut one end of the bandage in the door and held the other end firmly over her heart. Holding her broken wing in place with her free hand, she slowly spun towards the closet door, winding the bandage around her torso. Once she was finished, she clipped the bandage in place with the small metal clasp that had held it before.

'There,' she thought. 'That wasn't so bad.' With that, Sabbath pulled on her nightshirt, traded her dusty (yet miraculously un-ripped) jeans for her favorite pajama shorts, and turned out the lights. Sabbath crawled into bed; laying on her side so as not to aggravate her injuries. Once under the covers, she nearly screamed when her foot hit something warm and soft, but she relaxed when she realized it was just her kitten. Reaching under the blanket, she pulled the little fluff ball up to her face.

"You'll never guess who I met today, Robin," she whispered with a smile to the purring kitten as she petted him. He carefully sniffed her face and backed up, as if detecting all she'd been through that day. That and she remembered her face had been licked by a dog not 20 minutes ago. Giggling at the little critter's disgust, she let him go, though he didn't go far. Finding a comfortable place behind her knees, he circled two or three times before curling up and falling asleep almost instantly.

Too tired to even think about getting up in a couple hours to raid the fridge, Sabbath promised herself she'd have a huge breakfast in the morning instead, as well as a hot shower. As she closed her eyes, she let her mind drift back to the people she'd met today. The 'Teen Titans', they called themselves. They didn't look like the mighty beasts of the gods, not even teenage versions, but she knew looks could be deceiving. They didn't act like mighty beasts either, though. But, she figured they wouldn't assume a name like that without reason. 'I'll see them again,' she told herself. 'Once my wing's healed, I'll go back and maybe get to know them. They saw me as I am and didn't seem frightened or disgusted; Beast Boy even seemed to like me! Who knows, maybe I'll finally have some real friends?'