A/N: All I can say is, THIS is where the story gets interesting...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans.

It was a long drive home. Richard had offered to drive because apparently I would've gotten the chance to kill him if I drove. I simply rolled my eyes at this remark and said,

"Look Richard, I'm not going to drive you into another car, building, or whatever you're thinking of because it would endanger Anna and a lot of other people. Just realize that you need to tell other woman that you're with someone, if they flirt with you, that is. I just don't want to see you ripped from my arms like Kitten Moth tried to do a six years ago."

Richard nodded, "Okay---wait a minute. You and I weren't dating six years ago."

I blushed inwardly, that was true.
Damn that Richard!

I quickly changed the subject, "Are you ready to go see mommy, Anna?" I asked as I buckled her in her Tinkerbell carseat.

"Yay!" Anna threw her arms through the air with meriment only a four-year-old could have.

I smiled, "Good, because mommy is on lunchbreak right now!"
Anna, again, cheered.

"Let's go Richard." I told my anxious boyfriend---and not the good anxious. Mr. Richard Grayson was actually scared. Hey, I can't blame him, because he asked for it. It's not like I was actually going to murder him.

Oh no. Just make him nervous like the scared little girl he always has been. Ha ha!

Richard nodded and headed for the passenger's seat, and I slid into my seat. What a fun day, right?

Riiight.

We FINALLY drove up to Koma's apartment complex. I swerved into the drive-way. This was SO much fun. You could just see Richard holding for dear life as I made that swift turn. Life was good. Especially when you get to torment your boyfriend.

Yeah, I was still mad about the zoo keeper incident.

Richard grabbed Anna as I finally parked the car and he got out. I promise, he almost got down to the ground to kiss it. But, he wasn't THAT immature.

I pulled my keys out of the slot in the car, and headed up to Koma's apartment door, making sure I had the right zebra plastered key. Koma's apartment was like my second home, since I always watched Anna when I was here.

I turned the doorknob, shocked to what was there before me.

My sister, she...she was on the ground! There was blood dripping everywhere, on the carpet, on the ceiling, on the walls...

Wait a minute, on the ceiling and all the walls? That didn't quite make sense to me. I looked closely at the red gooey dripping words plastered all over the place.

My mouth shaped an 'o', and Richard was trying to comfort Anna, not exactly sure how I was making this all out.

I read the words before my eyes, I couldn't take it. Was this a nightmare? Was I making this all up? Two bad things can't happen to one girl in one day, it's just inprobable, right?

No. This was real, and I knew it, because I tried to wake up with all my might---heck, I even PINCHED myself. I wouldn't wake up.

But no matter what, I couldn't believe my eyes of what the words said, "Bring the girl to me, or it could be worse, next time." What did it mean by, 'next time?' Who was the girl it was talking about? And where do I bring said-girl to? Was I missing something? Why couldn't anyone help me figure this out?

After trying to figure out if this was real or a joke, I finally realized the people surrounded by me.

Poor little Anna was in sobs, screaming, "Mommy! What happened to Mommy?" and Richard trying to comfort her while talking to the police on the phone.

I couldn't take it anymore. I dropped to my knees, took a long deep breath, and cried.

I cried until it hurt to cry anymore. When Richard finally got off the phone, he was on his knees too, rubbing my back in a soothing manner,

"It's all right Kori. Everything will be fine."

I took in another deep breath and sniffed loudly. I had to cope with this, no matter how hard it was. I couldn't let poor little Anna see my crying.
But I couldn't. My face grew burning red hot, and my throat became very scratchy. I finally made out the words to Richard,

"N-No it's n-not. My sister is DEAD!"
Why me?

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