Teen Titans Fanfiction
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ALONE
"So basically, Bats gave you nothing."
"He gave me enough Gar." Beast Boy tilted his head.
"But I thought that you said – "
Nightwing pulled out a disk from his pocket before sliding it into the computer in front of him. "All I need is on here. He must be getting old." Dick muttered. At their confused glances he rolled his eyes. "He didn't notice me take it. Which is highly suspicious." Raven watched the screen, her eyes hidden by her hood.
"How do you know that this is what you need? It could have been anything."
"Batman was using it before I came in. He was slipping it away by the time I got to him. I just…slipped it out again." Frowning, he attempted to hack in. It opened on his first try.
"That was little too easy wouldn't you say?"
"What if he wanted you to get it?" Raven asked. Cyborg leaned forwards, and began to type quickly, rolls of information appearing on the screen.
THE COLONY.
Ruled by an unknown entity, the COLONY was created in 1473, designed to destroy all beings with supernatural power. Over time, its primary aim changed. The Log Book found in a head quarters on the planet Taghik, mentioned "the changing from good to neutral, before reaching the final – ". The rest had been burned in an explosion during the attack on the COLONY. Many of the COLONY are believed to have originated from the planet Taghik, making them 'dust' beings. The COLONY have ties with the Enorelbot, usually licensing them out or working with them in order to complete their primary aim.
"Who the hell are the Enorelbot?" Raven shifted forwards, pulling her hood back.
"I recognise the name. From what I can remember, they're a group of spies. They work for the highest bidder. Led by a man called STORM. Mostly beings of dark magic. But the "dust" beings. Maybe they gave us a little present." Beast Boy tilted his head.
"You mean the dust that apparently messed with us – could have been an alien?!"
"It would explain why I haven't been able to trace the magic. It's an alive being, held together by the magic of 'life'. But I think that the dust we were given came from a dead member of the COLONY. If they are dust beings it would mean they should have a shape, but the dust it still all over the place. So maybe when they die, they give off a faint trace of the hallucinogen that Cyborg was talking about."
"They sacrificed on of their own, just to confuse us?" Nightwing shifted, his face darkening. "But what was the point?" Beast Boy turned pale.
"What if it wasn't about us? What if it was about separating us from Starfire, because they wanted to turn her…" He frowned for a minute before turning to the screen and leaning forwards. "from good to neutral, before reaching the final…whatever it is. And I'm going to go with it isn't good." Nightwing's jaw had tightened considerably through this.
"We need to find out what this unknown entity is. And we need to find Starfire. She's in danger and if they are turning her possibly evil then it will probably be subtle. So subtle she may not even know its happening."
"She hate's us Wing. How exactly do you expect us to find her and then stop her from trying to kill us?" Cyborg asked slowly, shutting down the computer.
"Just say sorry a billion times?" Beast Boy said. He shrugged sheepishly. "Maybe we should send in the one she least hates." He cocked his head towards Raven who glared at him.
"You were her best friend. And apparently she remembers this. Though you'd think that would make her hate you more."
"I should be going." Nightwing growled. They stared at him. "What? She was my responsibility!"
"She hates you."
"She hates all of us."
"But you're the one who broke her heart."
There was something very strange going on. Sean had arrived back but was becoming very pushy. The relationship between them had become romantic quite quickly, something which she savoured because it was the first, not counting him, since she'd landed on Earth. But even though she turned a blind eye to a few of his stranger moments, she had been raised and trained as a warrior and she could not ignore the suspiciousness of his actions.
He knew more than he should about her. He'd mention parts of her life as Starfire without ever saying it, and knew about her life on Tamaran, something only the Teen Titans really knew about. How he even could know that she was Starfire remained a mystery. She'd hidden it for the past four years without issue and now suddenly, Sean seemed to be taking it apart right in front of her eyes.
What really frightened her was how, whenever she was with him, it was as though all these worries disappeared. When she left him, she'd be addled for hours afterwards, forgetting things as though during that time, she hadn't been herself but somebody's play toy. It left her feeling weak and defenceless.
For the past few weeks, she'd ignored the calls for help, letting the remaining Teen Titans – who if she thought about it, were no longer "Teens" – take down the baddies. She was so afraid of confronting them, of seeing them, when all she really wanted to do was collapse and cry and forgive them. Well, three of them. The fourth one - though the others had done exactly the same, though it was perhaps hyprocritical and a tad ridiculous to forgive all but one – it couldn't be helped. By them leaving, by him in particular, they're broken her.
She knew that she'd had a crush on him. But the extent of her love had surprised her and she hadn't even recognised it until her heart had been chopped into pieces and then stamped into dust. Melodramatic though it may be, she was a Tamaranian, where emotions were felt so strongly, the feeling of pain alone could kill you off, especially from a broken heart.
Sean kept asking to see her house. It was annoying at best, rude at worst and though not particularly difficult to deal with, she was starting to feel as though he was using her for his own grand schemes. She had recently come across a letter while in his house, addressed to STORM. Yes, she had in fact been snooping in his bedroom, but the contents of the letter seemed to be in a language she did not recognise.
Considering she could learn language through contact of the lips, and considering they had been dating for at least a month at this point in time, it made no sense that could not read it. She'd copied the first line down, with the intention of research, but she knew that the only people who would be able to help her would be the Titans or Batman. Or if she appealed to the Justice League…
Wally in particular would be eager to help. He'd contacted her a few days before, asking if she knew why Nightwing hadn't called him yet. As politely as she could, she'd told him that she was not in contact with the Titans and so had no idea what was going on. Sensing perhaps that it was a difficult moment for her, he'd apologised, making her promise to call him if she needed anything.
What she did need, was some outside help. But what she really needed, was Raven.
AN: I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. I was in Uganda most of last month and with the stress of starting a new school Fanfiction has been the last thing on my mind. Also, there have been some problems with uploading things which hasn't helped. Any other stories I write may also have been suffering from my lack of time so hopefully I'll be able to upload more chapters over the next week or two. Also, because of time issues, I've been unable to send this to my wonderful beta Miles333 so don't blame her for any grammar or spelling mistakes.
Keep your fingers crossed,
Floaging