Author Notes: Apologies for taking a while to update, but college work/exams revision is currently bogging me down, so I've been struggling to find time to work on anything like fanfiction or art. (yes, I do art too, mainly fanart).

Anyway, enjoy this chapter, and reviews are appreciated as always.

Chapter 4

Hello Lonely

Beast Boy was sat in on the semi-circular couch in the main room of the tower. Starfire was busy cooking breakfast for all of them, holding a bowl close to her chest and mixing zorka berries with assorted herbs with a wooden spoon, and the other three still weren't up. He was staring at the television screen, which was just blank. He imagined it was a window into his head this early morning, seven in the morning to be precise, where he could watch his thoughts; and his thoughts were one huge mess. It was the day after he'd kissed Terra for the first time, and he had barely stopped thinking about her since. What was she going to say to him next time they met? She had to decide what kind of relationship they should have now. Romantic? Friendly? Acquaintances? Non-existent? The last option seemed to be the most likely one she'd choose, and that scared him. Still, maybe it was for the best... if he could move on from Terra, he could get on with his life. He'd more or less moved on before she came back. Yes, he still visited her statue to talk to her, but he accepted that no cure could be found. Now she was back though, his whole mentality had gone haywire. He promised himself that today, he would act normally. Even if it was just for today, he would forget about Terra, live his normal daily routine of eating, watching television, playing video games, and busting a few bad guys heads. After that, things would get easier.

Did he really want to forget Terra? The answer was two-fold: no, and how could he? He didn't want to forget Terra because he cared about her so much. He questioned now if it was just love or something else, but he knew that he could not forget Terra, at least not totally, at least not until things had been resolved between them.

"Friend?" Starfire's voice asked.

Beast boy turned his head and smiled at Starfire.

"Yeah?"

"You appear to have much on your mind. Perhaps you wish to discuss it."

"Well, if you discuss your problems with me."

Starfire hesitated suddenly.

"Star?" Beast Boy asked.

"Oh, erm..."

"Star." That was Robin's voice. Starfire turned her head, as did Beast boy. He walked to the counter and stared at Starfire. "I need to talk to you."

"Of course friend Robin." She answered courteously, grateful for the distraction from beast boy. "What do you wish to discuss."

"Nexus!"

Starfire dropped the bowl and gasped. The zorka berries rolled out from the plastic bowl, and rolled all around the kitchen area. Robin knew know that Starfire knew something, much more than she was letting on.

"I... do not know a Nexus," she began, trying to mask her sudden worry, "unless you are referring to-"

"I'm referring to the person, the red-haired kid that's been turning up all around the city." Robin told her sternly. "You know something about him, and I need you to tell me!"

"I... cannot..." Starfire said meekly, hanging her head in shame. She also closed her eyes so she couldn't see Robin's face.

Neither noticed that Beast Boy was paying the conversation no mind. Beast Boy, in all honesty, did not care all too much about this red-haired kid that had threatened him. Despite the threat, he hadn't given him much thought. His mind had focused so much on Terra that this Nexus was just an afterthought. He knew he should care more because he could be a danger to his friends, but he didn't. He didn't care because he didn't care about his friends, but because this issue seemed so small to his own issues. He knew what he was doing, he was being selfish, but that enchanting geomancer; Terra, had him held hostage. His mind constantly drifted to the blond beauty. He had to resolve things with her, today!

He stood up from the couch and walked past Robin and Starfire, who both took no real notice of the green changeling.

Starfire opened her eyes slightly, and began walking to the door out of the room.

"If you will excuse me." She left through the door, leaving Robin alone to ponder just why Starfire was so secretive about Nexus.

There were many possibilities, too many for him to fathom just now, because he was shocked by Starfire. Nether before had she been so closed off about something. His eyes just stared after her, long after she was gone from his view. Why was she protecting someone who could be a threat? The answer was obvious, she knew him, but how? And why was she so set on keeping this secret from the team.

Beast Boy meanwhile had already left the tower and flown across the bay, and landed inside Jump City. He was walking to the school. They had to resolve things, whatever the outcome. He had to discover what Terra wanted, even if it meant he could never see her again. This was about her, and what she wanted. He remembered how he thought that this had to be love; but what if it was something else? What if everything he was feeling for Terra was just because they had never officially broken up? What would Terra think. She had wanted the kiss too, that much had been clear, but what if she was simply feeling these things for the same reasons he was, because they never broke up... well, they never actually got hooked up, and that kiss had hardly changed things. At the end of the kiss, Terra was trying to hide herself.

He realised something then, as he walked down the clear streets, bereft of all but a few people. He was beginning to obsess over Terra, and that wasn't a good thing. He had to clear his head of her at least somewhat. What was he supposed to do though? He was going to see Terra, and ever since the first day she had returned, and he'd seen her on the pavement, staring at the battle in her school uniform, she had barely been off his mind. It seemed like every time they met, Terra could put him under a spell and then taunt him by staying just out of reach.

Love? Or some unseen enchantment?

How did she feel? His mind flitted over what Terra could decide. Three possibilities came out. They nether see each other again, they can stay friends but not get into anything, or they try to make it work. What would she decide?

"Hey, Beast Boy!" A very familiar voice called.

A blond girl ran up beside and started walking with him. Terra seemed to be rather cheery. Would she be so cheery in a minute?

"You're out rather early." Beast Boy noticed. Indeed she was. She was carrying her books, and wearing her school outfit. "It's only about half seven in the morning you know?"

"I know. Sometimes I like a bit of a morning stroll. So what are you doing out so early?"

"Looking for you." He noticed Terra's face drop slightly. "We need to talk about... us."

"... Yeah..." Terra said solemnly, knowing the time was now. She looked down to the pavement, her element, and played with the possibility that just maybe... she closed her eyes. "I've been thinking about how you said I could decide where we go from here."

"And... what have you decided." Beast Boy asked, rather bravely actually considering the likely answer.

"I..." Truthfully, she hadn't decided yet. Terra was still thinking about it.

What should she do. She'd been trying to avoid her past, yet it always came back and bit her in the ass. Perhaps it was time to face it? Maybe? At least some what... No, she had to do what was best for the world, not for her.
"BB; I... we can't be together. We both know that." She sensed that Beast Boy's expression crashed and his ears probably dropped to the lowest they've ever been. "The kiss yesterday was; for old times sake. We have to move on."

She looked at Beast Boy's extremely disappointed face.

"Okay Terra..." He gave a small and meek smile, showing his begrudging acceptance. "I might not like it, but I'll accept it... While I'm saying this, sorry for putting you through all that. I can only imagine the kind of ridicule you've gotten off your school chums."

"And don't you forget it." Terra said in a joking tone, making Beast boy chuckle too, though they both became sombre again. "Thanks for being so kind to me. Despite what's happening now, and that we're moving on, I'll never forget you."

Beast Boy stopped walking and let her continue. She had her walk, he had to leave. Simple as that. She turned around as she walked, and began walking backwards down the street. She gave a small smile and one final, tiny wave, before turning back around and walking away, turning a corner and disappearing, much like a phantom. Despite what it all represented, the image was most pleasant to his eyes. Now he could move on with his life, away from the heavenly attention of the resurrected blond angel. Things had been resolved. He was free, so to speak. Free of Terra.

Yeah right! Like it would be that simple.

"Come on Gar, get some sense into your thick skull. She just made it clear as day!"

Clear as day... but hesitant and abrupt. So perhaps-

Suddenly, he noticed someone walking in front of him, coming from the direction of the corner Terra had just turned around. It was that red-haired kid! He hadn't gotten his name just yet, but he was there, walking with his eyes closed and head hung slightly low, carrying... a loaf of bread and a bottle of water...

He'd been shopping?

Despite everything, he had the nerve to casually walk into the city and go shopping for food and drink? Suddenly he noticed the kid's eyes open, and glance at him, though he didn't turn his head. There were those intense eyes again, that deep brown with the hint of fiery red. The eyes closed, and he kept strolling casually along, passing by and disappearing down the opposite corner. The Titan in him told him 'report this to the others NOW!' The other part of him however told him something that was much stronger, and much more convincing. 'Check he didn't hurt Terra! Do it! Do it NOW!' With that compulsion, his legs moved and he ran, one in front of the other, then repeat. Keep doing that. He rounded the corner, but she was gone, probably having turned around a second corner already. Gone... in more ways than one.

He walked back to his home, his right arm wrapped around the bread and his left hand holding the bottle of water. He preferred walking sometimes. Had to keep fit. He was out of the city now, walking away from the outskirts, eventually coming to a small rocky outcrop that acted as a marker point for the road ahead. The rocky outcrop marked the beginning where dark rocks dominated, and caves could be found in abundance, though many where only large enough for the small rats and mice that kept him company. He liked this place sometimes... it was quiet, peaceful, lonely, and other times he hated it. Overall though, no matter how much he hated it, this place was much better than his first home. He glanced upwards, seeing his cave home, and a tall, slender girl standing at the entrance, looking at him with seriousness, but no harshness. His expression brightened up, almost as much as the sun above him, and he had to resist the urge to run up to her and hug her.

Starfire.

She'd waited only a few minutes for him, but here he was; Nexus had arrived. She noticed his expression brighten, but kept hers serious. She had to talk to him. After a moment he reached her, standing only a ten inches apart from her.

"Star; what brings you here?"

"We must talk!" Starfire surprised even herself with how firm she was. She'd surprised Nexus as well, because he'd dropped his loaf of bread and water. "You have been competing in illegal fight clubs! Why?"

His expression grew sad, almost ashamed; but not quite.

"I need the money."

"If you require money, then why not get a job?" Starfire suggested, her tone now full of concern.

Nexus chuckled sarcastically.

"Starfire..." He gave her a soft smile. "After all that's happened so far, who in the city would want to employ me?" He walked slightly closer to her, so they stood barely an inch apart. His eyes stared into her with an apologetic glint. "I need the money for food and water. I can't live off desert rocks you know?"

Starfire's serious face softened at the joke, forming into a smile. She had an idea.

"I could bring you food and drink from the tower!" She said in a near enthusiastic yell, grabbing onto his shoulders and shaking him. "Then you would not have to compete in illegal underground fights and risk injury."

"You'd do that for me?" Nexus asked hopefully. "But won't your friends get suspicious?"

"They are already very suspicious." Starfire told him, her eyes glancing down to her feet. "If you would meet them, then you would see they are not going to harm you."

Nexus gently took told of Starfire's hands, which were still on his shoulders, and solemnly pulled them away, putting them back into their proper position next to Starfire's sides.

"You know I can't Star." He said softly, hints of fear entering his voice. "You know my problem."

"They would not hurt you." Starfire looked back into his eyes, though she still had to look down slightly because of her height compared to his. He was after all only very slightly taller than Raven. "You can trust me."

"Yeah, I can trust you; but not them! I've had too many people hurt me to trust anyone." Nexus clenched his eyes shut, trying to blot out all the anguish of his past.

"But you trust me... is that not enough?" Starfire asked him hopefully.

He opened his eyes again, looking into Starfire's eyes.

"Maybe... maybe eventually; but not now. I'm not even staying that long; remember?"

"At least visit." Starfire pleaded. "If you meet them just once..."

"... Starfire, I... I'll try, but I can't promise much. They don't trust me, let alone me not trusting them."

"Shall I talk to them?" Starfire asked, trying to bring Nexus out his self-imposed shell.

"... Give me some time to think about it. I'll tell you tonight."

"Glorious!" She clapped her hands enthusiastically, already thinking the answer was a certainty, and suddenly grabbed Nexus into a bone crunching hug.

Despite all Starfire's alien strength, he seemed more or less unaffected and hugged back as hard as he could, seeking companionship in the only one he could.

Terra's answer had been abrupt and hesitant... unsure... and she knew it herself.

It was exam time in the classroom, the room all but silent but for the footsteps of the wary eyed male teacher and sinister looking glasses that reflected light just a little too much, and the scratching of pens to paper. 'Question Four: Which atom has one electron?' Easy; Hydrogen! She didn't know how, she didn't know why, but when her pen came down, she found herself writing a 'B' instead of an 'H'. Gah! She crossed it out and quickly wrote Hydrogen. Her mind kept clawing to get at that little green shape-shifter, but she squinted her eyes and focused on the page, on the next question. 'Question Five: Why the hell am I doing this?' No! 'Question Five: Is that you final answer?' NO! Er... not 'that' no.

It was plainly obvious that she could barely concentrate. If she couldn't even read the correct question, then things were not resolved as she had hoped. She'd hoed that telling Beast boy that they couldn't see each other again would be the end of it. They had, officially broken up! Yet he stayed with her. Always he was at the back of her mind, like some sort of parasite. She knew that she liked him; she liked him a lot. That tight fitting suit of his accentuating his developing muscles, small but perfect. Oh, and let's not forget the rear... or the front. Oh the things she wanted to do to that lovely face of his. Next she'd tear open the front of his uniform, and move down lower, to his chest, kissing it all over and sending him into cross-eyed mode. She could just imagine him moaning out her name. She pull off that suit, leaving him in nothing but his boxers, or briefs, or whatever he wore down there. Hey, maybe he wore nothing under that uniform of his. Finally, the ultimate ple-

"Tara!"

"Hmmm..." She let out through closed lips

"You have an exam to finish"

"Oh... er, right, sorry Mr. Snowdon... sorry." She giggled nervously and went back to the exam paper, ignoring the knowing glances from her classmates.

Stupid teacher! That had been the teacher in his grey suit and sinister glasses. She hadn't realised until he'd brought her out of her little daze, but she'd been daydreaming about making love to him. I shouldn't even be thinking about that! I'm not even supposed to know him! But I do know him... better than most people do... Sometimes she just wished she could crack open her skull like she could an egg, and tear out her brain, and live the rest of her life as a zombie. At least then she wouldn't think about Beast Boy anymore, except maybe in eating his brains. She gave a long sigh, and leant her head onto her left hand, already bored once gain with the paper; however, she kept her eyes fixed on it, attempting to work out question five. The annoying little bugger of question five! Damn you question five! Terra mentally spat at the ink on the paper. It had so many big words in it it would send even Cyborg's mind into overload. Quite a contrast to question four. It hit her that she wanted to fantasise about Garfield again... but she shouldn't. She couldn't. Well maybe... no!

Was he experiencing the same problems she was? This had to be just withdrawal symptoms. Had to be. Beast boy had always been their for her, the last person she'd seen before he she was a statue. They had an unspoken bond, verging on romantic. Mere friends do not think about people like this constantly. She knew the answer, this was some sort of animal attraction to him - no pun intended - perhaps even... crossing the borderline into love? No, she couldn't have fallen that far. Give it a few days, and he'll be out of you system. Right now she wished she could just drown herself in the music she enjoyed, not only to get her mind off Beast Boy, but to avoid this frustrating question five! Damn you question five! Suddenly it clicked... She practically slammed the point of her pen onto the paper and began writing very slowly, just to be sure not to get the answer wrong.

The answer is:

I...want... to...

She stopped herself before she wrote anymore of that sentence. She crossed it out frantically, trying to get her brain to avoid whatever it was attempting to write. Quickly, she wrote down the proper answer and moved on to question six.

She had to be going insane! Obsessing over a scrawny green superhero. All this indecision and weird answer writing over one boy?

Give it a few days, and he'll be out of the system. Just a few days...

Later in the day, the end of school thankfully, she walked out of the gates, met her friends, went past the pizza parlour, got home, and went to her room. She flopped onto the bed, laying on her, arms, legs and long blonde hair sprawled out all over it.

... That's not right!

Beast Boy hadn't met her once, not interrupted her. It had become a sort of her ritual, a part of life, and now it was suddenly over. Well, if he can do it, then so can I. I owe it to them!

Her personal phone rang. She clicked open the small, silver, pocket sized phone, and put it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Terra?" A male voice asked. She was hoping it was Beast Boy deep down, but it wasn't him. She couldn't gage the accent or anything else from that one word.

"Who is this?" She sat up, with a look of concern and confusion on her face. Only the Titans and a few villains should know that name. Abruptly she realised that she should've replied 'No, I'm Tara Markov.' Stupidly, she hadn't. Better go with the flow. "Well?" She asked in a harsh tone.

"So it is you." The voice from the phone said calmly. "I knew you were alive!"

"Who are you?" Terra asked again, much harsher in tone and raising her voice. "What do you want?"

"I'm just someone who requires your... rather unique talents."

"Whatever it is, not interested! Don't call again!" She was about to close her phone and seal away that voice forever.

"Wait!" The voice called. She didn't know what compelled her, but she put the phone back to her ear. "All we need you to do, is go into the desert nearby you city, and find someone. The red-haired kid you've seen on TV."

Terra chuckled automatically, letting her seething sarcasm show through.

"As I've said, not interested. I don't do rock moving anymore!"

This time she did click the phone shut. Straight away! Hopefully that person would not be bothering her again. She didn't care about that red-haired kid, it was none of her business. With the way he'd been acting, she doubted Beast boy cared either. If anything half the city didn't seem to care. They just got on with their normal, everyday lives.

Normal, everyday life... that's what she had now, more or less. She liked normal, she revelled in it. Normal was... well, normal. Dull, boring, school... Despite everything she liked about normal, there were many times eh found herself yearning for the past. Things had changed though... but as the old saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

Who was that guy though?

Beast Boy and Cyborg were busy battling it out on Fighting Robots Four, both sat on the couch, crouched forward slightly, and they were both completely entranced by the huge screen battle in front of them, as if they were weren't controlling the characters.

"You haven't been out today BB." Cyborg suddenly quipped. "Problems?"

"Not really..." Beast Boy snapped back mildly. "Just got things sorted out today."

"Really? Booyah!" Cyborg had defeated Beast boy at the game. He sat up straight up and threw his hands up into the air, then brought them back down. "Did you work out things with Terra?"

"Yeah..." Beast Boy let the controlling slip out of his hand. It bounced on the floor a couple of times, like a bouncy ball. He knew Cyborg would be irritated by that, but he didn't care. "It's all taken care off."

"So why are you so despondent? Can't of been a decision you liked!"

"... It's for the best."

"Best for her more like." The large half-man noted. The other Titans had come to believe Beast Boy and his story about Terra, because they had seen her in the school. However, they remained distant from her, each sensing why she had decided to join the school

"If it's what she wants..." The green changeling looked down to the floor beneath him. "I can't force a life that she doesn't want." He sat up straight and looked at Cyborg. "She said that we shouldn't see each other again, so that's what I'm going to do.

"You're going to stay inside the tower for the rest of you life?" Cyborg asked rhetorically, letting his disapproval of Beast boy's actions be know loud and clear. "Come on BB, what makes you think staying inside the tower will do any good. All you'll do is brood. Go out there and do something!"

That would be tough. Who knows where he might see Terra again. In a city this small... well, who knows how long you could stay hidden. He squirmed slightly, trying to dispel his discomfort. No luck, all it did was displace his uniform. And make uncomfortable in another way.

"I know your right Cy, but what if I see her again?

"So what if you do? You see her but you just, let's say, don't notice."

The green boy let out a mocking, sarcastic chuckle.

"Yeah, that'll be tough."

"The sooner you do something, the sooner you and Terra can get on with you lives." He patted Beast Boy's back once or twice, his cold metal hand seeming to provide some warm comfort for him. "I mean, if you become a hermit of the tower and brood about it for the rest of your life, what's going to happen?"

What would happen? Maybe he'd become a cannibal and eat the little vermin that scurried around the tower every night; as unlikely as that seemed. Maybe something else would happen... maybe he'd just disappear, become old and bald, like how he was in Starfire's little trip to the future. For a brief moment he felt like moving his hands to his hair in a vain attempt to protect it. He resisted the urge, because Cyborg would no doubt make some joke at it. He was right though. He had to get out there and do something; anything; anything to get his mind off that blond angel that haunted him. What though? What could he do? Eating certainly wouldn't help, especially not at that pizza place. Maybe... well, maybe... perhaps... yeah, stuff like that.

"Tell you what Cy; me and you will go out to the arcade tomorrow, then we'll go hunting for a new game." He put on a cheesy grin, trying to convince Cyborg, which he knew would work.

"There you go!" Cyborg snapped heartily, giving the green changeling a much bigger pat on the back, making him lurch forward and choke for a second from getting winded. "I know the perfect game we can get."

"It's a date!" Beast Boy joked, his usual clown-like demeanour apparently returning.

Cyborg could tell Beast Boy was slowly returning to his normal self. The though crossed his mind that maybe it was just a blanket to hide his true feelings, and maybe it was to some extent, but he knew that Beast boy had to get Terra off his mind, at least for a little while. In the days since he'd first seen schoolgirl Terra, he'd changed. He'd been less like Beast Boy and more like a depressed hermit around the tower. No matter how things turned out for him, the green changeling had to get the blond geomancer off his mind for a short time, concentrate on the more fun things in life. Not that Terra wasn't fun in her own rights, but at the moment she was hurting Beast Boy, if not intentionally. Something told him though, that this thing between beast boy and Terra wasn't going to end; it was going to grow somehow, change, and blossom into something more. If the way those two were interacting now was any indication, and add that to before Terra was turned to stone, then this was something beyond a mere crush.

This was going to grow.

Evening now, and Nexus was once again out in the desert, standing on a rocky outcropping that looked out to the city.

He'd spent the entire day, trying to decide... Starfire's offer. He'd had no idea why he'd agreed even to... well, consider Starfire's offer. If it was anyone else, he'd refuse outright, and refuse again and again and again until his throat became rough from the shouting and desert dust. This was Starfire though... Starfire was just that one person who could persuade him otherwise... on rare occasions he hated that, but most of the time, he was extremely grateful.

What about it? The Titans didn't seem half bad, no one here did... but this was him, this was how he'd grown and evolved out of his home.

"They seem okay... I mean... No, they could be just like them... but Starfire isn't, and I trust her." Only Starfire with her sweet and kindly ways could do this to him. "Boy Star, you always know just how to get to me"

There was a quiet roar from overhead, almost like an engine, but when he looked up, there was nothing up in the evening sky, with it's faint black signalling the onset of night. No fighters, no nothing, and he knew it couldn't be him because he was down on Earth. Maybe it was nothing, yeah, probably just his imagination. His gaze went back to the city before him, the city he'd protected and threatened in equal measure up to this point. Was there really any point? He'd be leaving again soon, yet he'd helped the city and the Titans on multiple occasions. Not because he was after joining, no, he still didn't trust them. Then again, in his time here, he hadn't let anyone close to him, because he knew what they could potentially do... The Titans though, they seemed different, the people in general seemed different to what he'd traditionally known from his past.

"Damn you Starfire..." He said sarcastically, knowing it was actually more of a 'thank you.'

He was about to leave for... wait, something was wrong. He turned about and looked around the desert that was formally behind him, slowly scanning the ground with his brown eyes. Someone was watching him, he could sense them, practically smell them. He caught him with his radar-like eyes, or rather a glimpse, the small rounded like shape quickly ducked down to hide. There were more, three more. Four of them! Who were they? He heard a stone move from his left, he eyes shot that they, though his head didn't move. He tightened his fists, ready to unsheathe them at a moments notice.

A clicking sound... another... another... and another...

Wait...

Four men in desert camouflage popped out from the rocks like whack-a-moles; dotted about in front of him. Ten foot away, forming a weak semi-circle, each of them at his level, and each pointing his gun directly at Nexus. He would've taken a step back, but one step backwards and he'd lose he footing. Okay, assess the situation: four men, each pointing what looks like big ass guns at you, assault rifles from the look of it.

"Don't move freak!" One of them called. "We got you covered!"

Nexus brought his right hand up to the side of his face slowly, dragging it up to increase the tension, though in reality his deep-rooted fear was already hitting him like a brick wall he was crashing into. As usual, he hid it, feeding off it in order to be effective in this battle. He hid it well, smirking, and opening up his hand. From the view of the gunmen, behind his hand a blue glow was suddenly illuminating the palm. Nexus was showing them the back of his hand.

"Whoops..." The red-haired alien told them mockingly. "I moved..."

Perfect! They were mesmerised.

He spun his hand so his palm and thrust his right arm out, pushing it towards the gunmen two at his front. Floating just in front of his palm was a ball of glowing light blue light. He fired it, and two seconds later, that area exploded in a massive eruption of desert dust and rock. The two remaining gunmen on nexus' left and right immediately opened fire, spraying him with bullets. The only problem was they all missed, spinning through the air and hitting rock, ground or falling feebly out of the air. The gunmen on Nexus' left looked around, finding Nexus standing three feet from where he was. He quickly aimed his gun, but Nexus was suddenly gone, moving two feet to his right in a mere instant. The gunmen aimed again, only to find Nexus had once again darted at an impossible speed back to the left, about two and a half feet, and he was also right on top of the gunman, standing on top of the rock he'd been using for cover. One swift kick later and that gunman was out cold. Nexus spun and quickly fired another ball of glowing blue light from his left palm, causing the final gunman to disappear in a second explosion of dust and rock.

Someone was after him, and they didn't want to talk. Nexus quickly took to the skies, flying back to his cave to grab his only belongings. He grabbed his two swords, which were still sheathed in their gently curved scabbards, and tied them to his wait. The longer one was on his left side, and the shorter one tied to his right waist, as he was comfortable with. He quickly ran back out of the cave and took to the skies once again, flying so fast as to become that glowing light blue fireball he was associated with in the city. The whole city would see him; but until he got where he was going, that was fine. He had only one place he could go.

It looked like his decision had just been made for him.

Time to take Starfire up on her offer!