Robin was pacing back and forth in the game room, hand wrapped around his chin, waiting. Soon the person he was waiting for came, floated gently to the ground. "….Uh…" rubs the back of his neck a bit. "I'm giving you a chance. One chance. You pass the test and I won't bother you again." Rose stared blankly at the Boy Wonder.
"…what's this 'test'?" Rose asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.
"Save a person and if that person says that you saved them….then and only then…will I leave you alone and accept you."
A cruel evil smirk spread across Rose's face. "You got it Wonder Boy." A strong gust of wind blinded Robin completely, by the time it was gone he saw a black feather sinking down to the floor. He sees no trace of Rose, he picks up the feather and begins to pluck at it.
A girl around the age of twelve with small unnoticeable headphones in her ears blasting 'The Good Life' by Three Days Grace, was walking behind five people. One male, the other four female. Her brown wavy hair let down, reached below her shoulders. Her piercing dark green eyes traced the five family members backs with coldness and hate. Her black, baggy Three Days Grace t-shirt, only bought from the concert, covered her curvy butt. Black skinny jeans hugged snuggly around her curvy figure, she had a body not fit for her age. She was quite cute with her pink lips and nicely shaped nose, but she was not as perfect as everyone thinks.
"So where do you want to go next girls?" A naturally red tanned man around his early fifties asked, his brown eyes filled with teasingly and immature jokes. His voice was rough but could never go high-pitch, his big hooked nose fit his long face. His thinning black hair spread throughout his head. He had fairly good muscles and was fairly tall but nothing out of the ordinary. He wore jeans and a short sleeved light blue shirt. His grey and black goatee making him look wise and smart, which he was. He was her father.
"Let's go shopping honey!" A short woman around her late forties yelled with her loud yet babyish voice. Her thin blonde stopping a bit above her shoulders. Her light green eyes, which are quite similar to a cats, shone with innocence. Her white face was small and circular, her cheeks painted pink from the sun. Her face did not look like her age. Her pink lips were quite similar to the girl's as they broke into a big smile, showing off her white perfect teeth. The obvious person in contributing to her daughters' beauty. She was her mother.
"Yah! It's so boring." Replied a girl around her mid-twenties as her pinkish lips formed a smile. Her long, a bit wavy, brown hair that reached the bottom of her back. Her brown eyes full of lies and secrets, her nose similar to a bunny's. Her pale white skin shining in the sun did not get burnt easily, her tall figure and neck giving her a sort of beauty. She was the oldest sister.
"I'm hungry. Let's go eat first." Retorted a girl younger than the one before her, around her early twenties. Her face extremely beautiful. Her big green eyes shining light and mischief, her nose wearing a small dot of a nose piercing. Her long wavy dark brown hair that reached a bit below the shoulder. Her stunning face structure fitting her features into an attractive small face. She has a short, petite but curvy figure. Her short sleeved shirt showing images of unicorns, her obsession, with a bit of humor. She was the twin of the small girl apparently. The little girl just couldn't see it. She was the second oldest sister.
"Whatever." A girl around seventeen commented in a bored but angered voice. Her skin color a bit dark but not too dark. Her big blue, mixed with green, eyes showed evilness and selfishness. Her nose and every feature a bit on the big size. A small dark flat mole, or what she calls 'a beauty mark', lay under her left cheek. That was one of many. Her wavy dark brown was tied up in a low ponytail. Her bust a bit too large, making up for her flat butt. Her upper body a bit longer than her legs. Her waist thin and perfect. She the sister right above the little girl.
Irritation. Irritation. Irritation spread throughout the little girl's body as she skimmed through her songs. Hate. Hate. Hate repeated in her head. Her heart and mind at war. She felt trapped, misunderstood. She was perfect at everything she does, she's so smart, she' s so athletic, she's so nice, she's so pretty. Like an Angel. STOP IT! I'm far from perfect!...Don't expect me to be perfect…to be a doll for you to control…to mend and shape to your desires. Is freedom that you give to me really freedom? The girl stopped in her tracks, head down. Betrayal. Betrayal. Betrayal stabbed her heart over and over again.
Rose looked down at the girl and had sadness and pain shaped her eyes. She walks to the girl and touches her shoulder. The girl snaps her head immediately as she felt the pressure on her shoulder, her eyes filled with anger and awareness as she examined Rose. "I'm Rose."
Wariness filled the girl's green eyes as they locked with Rose's ice blue ones. "Angela."
"Wanna be friends?" Both girls had the same thoughts. Their eyes were the same. It was looking in a mirror. Not the shape, size or color. But the feeling, the scars, the betrayal. For that one reason Angela felt a connection and trust for Rose.
"Sure." Her pink lips formed a smile, but the smile wasn't a smile. Not it was far from that. It was a pained call for help.
"I'll help you." hugs Angela in a warm embrace. This isn't fake warmth. "You don't need to pretend in front of me." Her eyes were cold and calm but it should a hint of sadness.
Angela's eyes were filled with sorrow and darkness, they soon filled with held back tears. She clutches Rose closer and tighter, letting tears streak her face. "Thank you…" A buzzing sound erupted in her back pocket. She lets go of Rose slowly and answers the phone with a bitter face, "Hello? Yah I'm fine. I just dropped something and I was looking for it. You guys at the restaurant? Ok I'll be there." She pressed the end button and stuffs her cellphone back in her back pocket. Frustration ceasing her face, teeth gritted as she wipes her face.
"You're a pretty good liar." Rose smiles a bit, a true smile. Angela stops and stares at Rose seriously.
"Got to be in my family. Always watching your back, never let your guard down." Her voice was filled with anger and disgust.
"I know that feeling…but don't you have someone that makes it worthwhile?" Rose asks a bit but stops dead in her tracks at Angela's serious scary expression.
"No. I have no one." Her voice and words shook Rose into an oblivion. "Humans can never keep a secret…they are selfish creatures that only hurt each other." Her fist clench at her sides as she continues, "That's why I trust no one…I just live on my writing…that's the one thing that brings me happiness…true happiness…"
"I know how you feel…but…you shouldn't give up and be like me. Be strong. Release all the bad memories and hurt feelings….and I guarantee you will find someone you will love with all your heart. " Angela's eyes widen in realization. "Let them go Angela."
The memories play at a fast rate. One was her punching walls, tearing stuff up, distress written all over her face. The next is her looking at her reflection, she punches the mirror, leaving her knuckle red. Another is her hands around her neck, choking herself. Next is her taking scissors and trying to cut herself. Next is her being yelled at and you see a report card with one C on it. Next is her looking at an empty room with sad eyes as a bed and furniture replace the storage stuff. But it was only imaginary as the junk comes back to view. Her being betrayed by a friend around the age of ten, another betrayal not too long ago. The ones she thought understood her best left her. Her favorite 'twin' older sister moved out, both friends betrayed her, her parents expecting too much from her. An oldest sister who has a sharp tongue that cuts at Angela's heart and confidence. A rude and selfish sister that only causes hurt and anger in Angela's mind and body. Yet…why does she love them? When does the numb feeling come in? When does she stop caring about what they think? Never.
"I…can't." Angela mutters with an edge.
"Yes you can."
"No I can't!" She shouts and Rose smiles. She ruffles Angela's hair, surprising her completely. "Eh?"
"No you can't…but you can learn from it…and be stronger and better than you are now…I know you can do it. I'll read one of your books one time when they get famous." Angela's eyes widen, "You can do it, I know you can…just try your hardest and you can accomplish anything…Good luck." Rose's eyes are soft and tender, no pity in her eyes but understanding. Her eyes turn dark as she removes her hand from the brunette slowly. Angela begins to cry, teeth gritted. "Let it out, don't hold back." Angela begins to wail and cry harder. "Goodbye." Angela looks up quickly and only sees a black feather float to her outstretched hand. She grabs the feather and looks around, no one's insight. Angela smiles truthfully and begins to walk toward the restaurant slowly.
Robin and Rose face each other, Robin's face showing surprise and awe while Rose's is mocking and confident. "I helped someone."
"No you didn't" Robin replies a bit slowly.
"Yah, I did." A mocking smirk on her face. "Her names Angela." Robins mouth drops open, "So leave me alone Wonder Boy." She walks away leaving a stunned frozen Robin in the game room. "I'm bored." She's about to fall asleep but a siren interrupts her slumber. She groans as everyone rushes to the game room, but she had a feeling to follow so she did. She found a serious Robin type on the computer, flashing a big screen across the windows, showing an old man in a weird metal light suit. "'s on the rampage again. Let go Teen Titans!" Everyone begins to fly out and transform, but Robin looks at Rose.
"Well, I'll just go back then." She begins to turn around but Robin's voice stops her.
"That includes you too Rose." Robin answers, Rose turns around, a small smile on her face. Robin's a bit flustered but Starfire carries him away not too long after. Rose stretches her wings and begins to fly out above the sea, not as the same person she was before. She was just Rose. But now she's a Teen Titan.
AN: Ok…Angela…is me basically, everything is the same. Hair color, eye color, everything. Except my name isn't Angela. Everything else is real like memories, family, feelings…yah. And I kept my promise! Woohoo! I'm not a liar!