I gritted my teeth in frustration. Why was he dropping so many hints? I'd already agreed to let him have me, to kill me. What more did he want? What more could I give? "This is not their fight, Fang," I whispered. Though I felt the anger, my voice came off as pleading. "They don't know anything. Leave them in peace."

Fang bent his huge, ugly head toward the screen further, and whispered back, though everyone could hear, "You know what I want, little technopath. And you'll give it to me."

And then it disconnected, and we were once again staring out the window.

All of the fight left my body. I crumbled to the floor, letting the soft carpet pillow me. I put my face in my hands and moaned.

Strong hands pulled my up to my feet. "What does he want?" Robin asked, his forehead creased with lines of worry. "We can give it to him, and if that'll make him leave you alone..."

I shook my head vehemently. "No!" I said, looking at tem wide-eyed. "You still don't get it, do you? My sister didn't say anything?" They all looked so confused that in anger I burst out, "But she's not even the one who's cursed!"

"Technopath?" Cyborg's voice was filled with awe-struck fear. All heads turned to him. "Did he call you a techopath?"

The darkness in my chest was leaping around at the word, waiting to consume me. "That's what he called me," I squeezed out as my throat constricted against the words.

"You're... you're a technopath?"

I opened my mouth to reply but suddenly, all the moisture in it was gone.

This was the moment.

The whole world changed, but everything stayed the same. All at once, it was as if I'd been looking at things all wrong; the only way to fix my problems was to face them, and the only way to make them worse was to run. All these years, I'd been running from myself – from my sister – trying to get away from who I really was, trying to squelch the part of my mind that could control technology. I'd been that way before the accident. Before Terra, McKenna, Coventina and I had been handed the powers we didn't want – and I'd been burdened with two. And the scene shifted so drastically, but yet didn't move; it was the way I saw it that had changed.

"Yes." The word came freely from my mouth. "I'm a technopath."

And the darkness poured out of my chest.

It wrapped around me, and for a moment I thought it was only going to get worse. But it evaporated, as water does, but much quicker; and then I felt lighter A burden had been lifted from my shoulders and I was free.

But not really. Not really free.

"What was that?" Beast Boy asked, coming to my side. His hand brushed mine, and my skin tingled.

"The curse." I shrugged. "So Terra really didn't tell you anything?"

Beast Boy's eyes grew wide as saucers. "Your sister is Terra?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Think about it," I insisted quietly. "When she met you, did she say..." I closed my eyes completely, mentally digging through every computer in the Titan's Tower but Cyborg, finally finding a diary of some sort. I memorized the words and opened my eyes. " 'I go wherever the wind takes me' "?

"Your wind?" Raven asked. "You took her to us?"

"Of course not," I said, my face falling. "She was following me. I tried to be a superhero, and usually I took down crazy guys, you know, from mental asylums? But every time she almost caught up with me, I would run." I shuddered. "I couldn't face her with what I was… I couldn't even face myself."

"What do you mean?" asked Beast Boy, his tone kind but behind it a burning curiosity.

And so I told them. Everything.