Famous for Being Famous

The Eternal Ball

"Can you honestly believe the audacity of some people? The nerve of her to have us standing out here as if she's an actual Princess."

"I can hardly say my dear, tis not the way of my kind to judge, but to carry out the judgment of my Lord."

"Of course, but you must admit it's still such a travesty."

Bastian arched a brow as he took a sip of his white wine and had it pass down his throat like silk savoring every taste even the bitter aftertaste before he smiled at the young Elvin maiden he was assigned to protect for this one night. She was having a conversation with an older angel of his hierarchy that in turn nodded in agreement, now Bastian could careless about politics and gossip, but the hell with it, he was bored, "Now, now milady be mindful of what you say, for you were invited to this 'travesty' and as I recall you save the gossip till after the celebrations."

She laughed lightheartedly and smiled so angelically it was hard to believe she was an elf at all, "I suppose you're right, but you are the last person that should chastise me for speaking ill of others."

Bastian looked at her angelic companion and the angel chuckled then shrugged innocently, "What can I say, my job is to show you the path of righteousness, it's your job to take the first step … I'm an Angel, not a Saint."

They shared laughs, Bastian only half-assed it as he took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and downed the last of his drink, lord knew he needed it because it felt as if this was going to be one helluva long night. Then, this cell phone rang, the Elvin maid looked at him with concern, but he smiled reassuringly, "I'll be right back my lady."

He turned his back on the conversation and walked away as he answered the call, "Malchior, now isn't the right time, in the middle of something …"

"…"

"Malchior …?"

"…" he heard murmuring in the background, but then stopped dead in his tracks when he heard what sounded like a cry of pain … but it was distant.

He pulled the phone away to look at it, to make sure it was the dragon's number, it was, then he placed the phone back to his ear and said, "Malchior, is everything alright? Answer me."

"…"

Still no response, Bastian pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it for a moment longer before he used the tracker that was embedded into both the cell phones for precautionary use. He had tried to teach the dragon how to use it himself, but it was proving difficult to teach a dragon of old-ways the tricks of the current age trades. It wasn't hard to locate Malchior's location, especially since the Disciplinary Committee funded the tech for the DAs.

Bastian frowned as the red beckon indicated Malchior's location, somewhere far north and if the elf didn't know any better he'd say the dragon was heading out of the city, but was still within close range of Ryan Diamond's home. "Bastian?"

Bastian straightened up and snapped his phone shut as he turned to face the Maiden at the same time slipping his phone back into his pocket, he smiled graciously and bowed, "There something that trouble's you my lady?"

With a hesitant smile on her face she gazed at him suspiciously, "Well, yes, you … is everything alright?"

"… Yes, but it appears I've been called away on another more pressing matter, but if my lady would have me otherwise …"

"Oh no! Goodness no," she shook her head with a hand pressed to her heart, "I am very aware of your position as a Disciplinary Agent whatever the matter is I'm sure you'll see to it that it is dealt with straight away. I commend you for you services though; I shall let my father know you served me well."

Bastian offered her a charming smile and a final bow, "Many thanks, and a thousand apologies, enjoy your night."

Without further ado Bastian swiftly maneuvered through the crowd with purpose and elegance, he nodded at the demon guards at the iron-gate to let him through and they did so. Once outside he whistled a high note and in response his falcon shot out of the nearby thicket and pierced the skies screaming loud and long. Bastian licked his lips and whistled a few more notes perfectly in a tune that carried into the wind and echoed across the land. The falcon screeched in response and in turn as it dropped out of the sky and swooped into the driveway it had grown to a size that Bastian could ride.

The elf in question never skipped a single beat of his old friend's wings as he hopped on board and grabbed fists full of his feathers to keep himself steady as the Falcon climbed in altitude. Bastian patted the back of his neck, "Good boy, now, to the city, head north, go!"

Keeping his head low, Bastian again pulled out his cell phone, but this time to see if everyone at the Villa was alright, he dialed up the house number and waited patiently until Jinx finally picked up on the fourth ring, she sounded panicked, "Hello?"

"Goodness Jinx, it's just me, is everything alright?"

"Oh God! Bastian! You have no idea how good it is to have you call!"

"Nice to know I'm wanted, now tell me what's wrong."

"It's Raven … and X, they've both lost their minds!"

"Well, I figured they were madly in love, I just didn't think they'd be so literal about it."

"What the HELL are you talking about?!"

"Oh, not on the same topic then? Sorry, please continue."

"… Jeez … well, Raven's gone –"

"Gone?"

"Yes! Gone, and we have no idea where she went, X thinks he's got a lead by following a homing device embedded within her, but the idiot thinks he's got it all covered by himself."

"So let me guess, he took off on his own."

"Typical of him to never ask for help, look, he took Raven's communicator, I could give you the number to dial directly to it so you can talk some sense into that moron's head."

"Oh well that's very sweet of you Jinx, but I already have the number, just do me a favor and stay with Tru, I'm sure you've already figured out the girl is much like her brothers, never one to follow orders."

"Right. Thanks Bastian."

"Not a problem." Bastian ended the call just as the Falcon dropped in altitude, "Whoa! Easy, a little warning might help next time …"

He checked where he was in tracking Malchior and then glanced over the Falcon's wing to find that they were right on top of the signal. The Falcon screeched again, warning Bastian to jump off onto the roof-top before he morphed back into his original form. The elf did as told and the moment his feet hit the gravel of the building he sighed heavily and shuddered, there was so much negative energy shrouding this place and if he wasn't mistaken he could sense Death was nearby, Oh no … please don't make this out to be what I think this is …

He shut his cell phone and put it in his pocket as he unhooked his katana from its holster and held the sheathe in his tight grasp, the Falcon flew over his head and swooped to the other side of the building where he landed. Bastian quickly followed, but the moment he walked around the ventilation shaft his mouth hit the floor, "Oh no … no, no, no, no …"

Bastian skidded on his knees to kneel before his fallen friend, Malchior, who now laid unmoving, non-breathing, and lifeless on a rooftop in the middle of Uptown Jump City. His skin was pale, almost sickly gray with his veins poisoned black, his eyes were closed and anyone at a far distance would have mistaken him for having fallen asleep. Bastian, of course, knew better, he saw the cuts on his body and frowned with a shake of his head when he noticed Malchior's phone was open reading that his call to the elf had just ended.

Bastian sighed heavily and pulled back his fire-red hair when the wind blew it to his face, "Now you've gone and done it …"

Reluctantly, Bastian picked up Malchior's wrist and pressed two fingers to it to read if he really didn't have a pulse … he held his finger there for 15 seconds even moving it around to be sure he got the right vein. He got nothing … that is … until he felt a small hint of a pulse, "No way …"

He thought he was mistaken, so he reached up to the side of Malchior's neck and even pressed his ear to his chest to hear a heart beat, it took another 15 seconds until he got a reading … a genuine heart beat, "No … way … but you're not breathing …"

Bastian sat up still holding the side of Malchior's face; he arched a brow and brought a hand up then smacked it down to the other side of the dragon's face. Malchior's body suddenly jolted to life, he turned his head to the side and coughed up blood … but it was black. He snarled, hissed, and growled, even whined in pain as he head his stomach and kept his head to the side still throwing up what his body was trying to get rid of. Bastian stared in utter disbelief, "Blood hell … you're still alive?"

"Either that …" Malchior wheezed, "Or we're both dead … damn it Bastian … why did you wake me …"

"Well excuse me for making sure you're still alive … how is that even possible? My senses may not be as strong as yours but I could smell your death even now …"

Malchior threw up more of the black poison mixed with more of his blood and he shivered when he felt his body still trying to fight the poison, "I'm … not … human, remember? Argh … where's Raven?"

"Not here obviously … as a matter of fact, she's not anywhere …"

The dragon coughed again, before he growled, "Damn … so I was right … He is after her …"

"Who …? Lucifer? Now how would you know that?"

"Because Theo's the one who summoned Him … and she needs Raven to complete her Ascension."

Bastian frowned and looked off to the side with shake of his head, "Well … the girl's ambitious I'll give her that."

"Enough with the jokes …" Malchior shuddered and gritted his teeth feeling the poison trying to fight his body to stop his slowly beating heart he dug his claws into the cracked cement he laid on feeling his fingers hardening morphing back into his original black talons. He fought instinct just a bit longer to say, "… Raven has to stay away from Theo … ah …"

"Hmm, well that's gonna be a bit of a problem considering we don't know where she is … for all I know she could be at Theo's little party right now, apparently her parents crowned her Heir to the Cross Clan. However with what I've just been told, I've come to the conclusion that, that is now a load of crap … makes sense actually, I didn't see her parents at the party."

"Feh … some DA you are … ugh … now move."

Bastian blinked and arched a confused brow, "Excuse me?"

"I said … move!"

Bastian shot up and backed off when Malchior screamed as his body's bones started to crack and shift he rolled himself from his back to his hands and knees where his skin and the rest of his body started to tear itself a part. It looked violent, and it looked painful, something Bastian knew shouldn't be for the dragon that could morph himself quite literally on the fly, but then again what would he know? Bastian, at the corner of his eye caught the Falcon take flight to escape Malchior's rehabilitated wings that snapped out and its span alone covered the entire rooftop. Bastian made sure to keep his head down as he flipped out his cell phone for one last time that night.

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This can't be right … they're too many people … Raven stood at the gates of the large estate her instincts lead her to where she saw people of all immortal status enter the home of none other than Remington Cross … Theo's demonic father. It must have been a simple celebration and nothing too serious considering their attire was hardly anything glamorous. Of course, there were those among the crowd that just dazzled and attracted attention with a look alone, but that was beside the point, the point was everyone she saw so far were Immortal Officials … those of great stature and held to the highest-esteem.

From Demon Lords, to Angelic Guardian Elite, to Vampire Grandmasters, to Lycan Pack Leaders, and Elvin Royalty, it boggled her mind and she couldn't understand what would call so many important beings into such a large gathering. Other then the Eternal Ball that happens once every winter … but currently they were in the middle of summer, Raven frowned. She reached out to grasp the bars of the black-iron gates that locked her out of the estate and leaned her forehead against the gate; Does he wish to make an example out of me …? No … he can't make an appearance to such a crowd, he'd be risking too much. He may be the epitome of evil … but he's taken a form of flesh and blood that can be wounded and destroyed. She shook her head and pulled away from the gate, "I probably got the wrong location …"

She turned away from the Cross Residence, but as she did two Earth Demons – demons with animal forms, and the lowest on the totem pole, but still quite formidable and known to be very old fashion – stopped her in her place. They neither forced nor tried to intimidate her, they were just doing as their Lord and Master commanded them to, and with gentlemen like bows they respected her position. The one to her right gazed upon her with utmost seriousness, "My lady, you've arrived later then we've anticipated, but you are free to enter."

Raven narrowed her eyes and licked her fangs, deciding that if she was going to be a demon she might as well go all out and use her rank privileges as well. She flared her aura warningly at the men who were both obviously taller and well-built then she was, but quivered under her power as she hissed, "I don't do flattery. Mind telling me why you've been anxiously awaiting my presence?"

They bowed and stepped back to acknowledge her oppression, "Only his grace has the answer to the questions you seek my lady … he awaits you within the gates."

"And the celebration? What of it?"

"An Ascension, Miss Theo will finally be crowned heir of her father's clan."

A human? Even to this era that's a very controversial move … had they informed the Committee of this? Raven closed her eyes and shook her head as she turned her back on the demons where the black gates opened and allowed her entrance. Without looking back or saying another word she proceeded with a distant look on her face and a deep frown on her face, Honestly, does it really matter anymore? She ran her clawed fingers through her violet hair as the wind kicked up around the cliff-side area where the modern mansion was built on.

In the distance she could hear the waves smashing into the rocks with a furious sense of urgency that wanted to be heard. Raven neither cared nor acknowledged nature's chilling warning that whispered in her ear and told her a greater sorrow she'd soon enough discover once she walked up the steps into the party. She just knew she had other more pressing business she needed to tend to. Dressed in a white long-blouse with the tail reaching down pass her thighs and black ribbon-like laces, the front a small vest-like button-up high and exposing her midriff completed with a silk-black tie and dark-blue jeans. Raven was going to see to it that, that business was taken care of in style, well; it was her demon's arrogant mentality that thought so anyway.

Upon reaching the door the demon servants under the Cross family's command opened it for her with gracious bows. Her steel-toed boots tapped against the black marble ground on which the party was taking place, surrounded by those of her own kind, Raven couldn't help to feel the collective power that swelled within the room. Power that both dwarfed her being and could barely tap her level of existence, here is where looks and material possessions meant little to nothing and statues, name, and age meant the world.

Raven, was young, she had little to no name other than her father's which was hardly considered a consolation with the reputation behind it, and she was a half-breed … by many within the party's standards she wasn't worth what a pig would spit. A lot of the occupants showed it too, the up turn of their noses, the rolled of their eyes, the hiss behind their fangs, and the narrowed eyed look of 'what the hell is she doing here'. Raven had come across worse and she wasn't about to let this crowd distract her from her true mission … however, one person did manager to throw her off guard.

"Raven!" Theo shouted from across the main-entrance a top her grand staircase looking sexy in her short-tight little black dress that hugged her every curve and accentuated them. Her get-up almost made Raven cringe as she watched the human-girl come down the stairs in her super high four inch gold stilettos with the open toe, honestly fearful of the girl tripping and breaking her neck on the way down. Not an ideal way to end the night, nor how to accept and be welcome into the highest-honor a human could ever be given in an immortal society.

Theo finally reached the bottom and smiled as many men and women greeted her a fair night, complimented her on her extraordinary beauty and congratulated her on becoming the next heir to the Cross Clan demons. She accepted them all with grace of a true demon princess, something Raven would otherwise find uncomfortable with that many people in her face considering most of them were faking it. By the time Theo had made it to Raven the poor girl was swamped, she huffed and put a hand to her chest as she stepped up to Raven, "Wow this gives the paparazzi a run for their money, heh …"

Raven wasn't laughing with her, or smiling for that matter; she narrowed her eyes and took noticed of the golden necklace around her neck with a five-pointed star at the center of a golden ring, and then in a sharp tone said, "Theo, do you know what's being asked of you with all this?"

"What? Becoming an heir? Of course, if you think I think it's a game then you have nothing to worry about, my parents have taught me enough," she giggled and leaned closer to Raven as if she share a juicy secret, "Of course they haven't taught me any magics, strictly off limits I know, but anyway, besides me … um … how's, uh, how's Ryan?"

Raven blinked slowly when she came to a steady realization, after observing the worried and disappointed expression she had on her beautiful face. She sucked in a deep breath and slowly exhaled as she said, "… Ah … he's doing fine, Tru's well too."

"Oh she is?" She tried to show minor interest, as if it were just a passing conversation, but she was failing miserably, "Well, that's good, I mean, ever since you came along she's been more … um … happy, I guess the word is. But, you know what, I have to be honest, I didn't expect you to be here … I've heard how you've refused to take command of your father's followers I didn't think you'd be here to –"

"I'm not representing anyone," Raven interjected coldly, "and I don't approve of you becoming an heir to a demon clan … it's dangerous. Immortals are very traditional, not to mention most of them are prejudice against humans, demons in particular. They could careless about me; you think they will in any way respect you? You're sadly mistaken."

"I'm not a complete idiot, Raven," Theo narrowed her jade eyes that impressively hardened to stone as she frowned in defiance at the half-breed, "I know what I'm dealing with and I know my place."

"Obviously you don't –"

"You know, just because you're too much of a coward to take your rightful place and claim your father's throne does not mean the rest of us will follow in your stead." Theo pulled back and cooled off with a deep breath as she smoothed out her dress; she smiled to a few who looked their way but the smile never reached her hardened eyes.

Raven arched a brow and with no sleeve to dust off because her blouse was a vest-like design she dusted off her shoulder as a gesture of disregard. Her violet eyes cruelly glared and pierced through Theo's defiant gaze to grasp her heart in a frozen grip sending chills down the human's spine. Her voice dropped an octave so those around her could not hear her over the music, her words directed at Theo, and Theo alone, "I never said I'd stop you from being a fool … my job is not to baby-sit anyone, so if you think you can, go right on a head, but I don't want you to say I never warned you. Have a good night."

With that, she gathered herself and with a flick of her hair she flipped it over her shoulder, turned, and walked away with class, style, and elegant grace that Theo knew she could never obtain with years of practice. Raven, because of her blood, was born with it and it made the human girl grit her teeth before she called out to Raven with a stiff smile, "Oh, Raven!"

Raven humored her and craned her neck to look back at Theo's fake smile.

Theo giggled, "Right, um, I almost forgot to mention, there's someone I'd like you to meet … although … I think you already know him …"

On cue, the doors were opened and the festive room suddenly filled with tension and apprehension, the music stopped and the party might as well have been dead as Lucifer walked in with a cool and steady stride. His warm smile and cool chocolate eyes swept the grounds as he nodded for the minor-demons to close the door … and lock them down. He spread his arms open in greeting and the people nearest him backed up, pushing every one else back as he bowed in greeting, "Ladies and Gentlemen, what a wonderful night to be celebrating such a joyous occasion of breaking from tradition to finally branch out and explore the wonders of the human mind. Theo Cross."

Like the Red Sea he parted the crowd to where only the grinning Theo and the anxious Raven stood in the middle of all the attention, Lucifer bowed again, "You have my utmost heart-felt congratulations my dear for making it thus far."

Theo curtseyed with a bow of her head, Raven sneered and growled, "It was you … you summoned him to the surface …"

She stood back up and clasped her hands together in front of her as she continued to grin at Raven, "You sound surprised? Hadn't Malchior already let you in on the information he dug up about me? No? Oh, what a shame …"

Raven's sneer turned to a frown as she backed up from Theo and side-glanced the Devil before glaring at her skeptically wit ha glimmer of hope that this wasn't what she thought it was, "Theo … Malchior has nothing to do with this …"

"Of course he doesn't … at least …" she looked at Lucifer and her grin widened when he nodded his reassurance of a job well done, she giggled and shrugged nonchalantly at Raven, "… Not anymore."

A cold chill ran down her spine, her heart-rate increased and a sense of helplessness suddenly crawled into her stone-will. She couldn't stop her hands from trembling if she wanted to at the thought of Malchior and his well being … she had to be lying, she just had to be! Not Malchior … he wasn't even human … he had no mortal soul … he had no part in this whatsoever! The chandelier shuddered, the glasses and bottles at the mini-bar trembled with her hands and those around her could feel the slipping control of a chaotic bomb about to drop.

Theo grinned, "It hurts doesn't it … to not be able to save those around you? Feed on it Raven, and destroy everything around you … it's all you're good for …"

Her control kept slipping, anxiety and rage fueling her demon, giving it the power to shake the entire estate and those in attendance gasped. An angel nearest Raven reached out to help calm her tormented soul, but Raven herself snarled at him and scratched his arm, "Don't. Touch. Me."

He held his wound and narrowed his eyes on the demoness while someone else in the crowd shouted, "Enough of this!"

Theo backed up towards Lucifer as the enraged lycan took the floor; he shoved Raven out of his way. She went sliding across the marbled floor to rest at Lucifer's feet. He knelt behind her as she sat up and snarled in defiance, Lucifer placed a hand on her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "The dragon you treasure so, hardly put up a fight at all my dear, he was no good to you and still now he is of no use … why bother defend his honor?"

Raven hissed and swept up her claws from the marbled ground, scraping it as she tried to nail Lucifer in the face, but she ended up swiping air as Lucifer backed off and chuckled. He put his hands behind his back and watched Raven jump back on her feet, she squared off with the Devil himself, but sensed the Lycan Pack Leader approaching her, "Out of my way child, you are in no state of mind to fight."

She snarled, she wasn't thinking rationally and she knew it … but did it really matter at all now? She failed to protect her friend and she'll be damned if someone else would take away her chance to make his murder pay, so she turned to face the lycan, "Well excuse me sir, but tell me, what could possibly make you an exception."

The lycan bared his fangs, "You insult me?"

From among the crowd his strongest men stepped up to flank their leader and Raven cracked her claws in warning, "I'm just saying … a dog is a man's best friend, and do I look like a man to you?"

Lucifer chuckled, "This is going off better than I expected."

Theo sneered, "We're still not finished here, round up the minor-demons and finish off the Titans, I don't want any unexpected guests."

"Ooo … someone is impatient."

"Shut-up and do as I say."

"You know, there is an old saying: One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it."

"I didn't ask for philosophical ideal."

"No, you didn't, you didn't ask me of anything at all …" Lucifer chuckled again his eyes on Raven as she maneuvered to keep the distance between her and the lycan pack. He only turned his back to do as he was told, with Theo following after him when the pack leader barked and his men lunged at the single half-breed. Raven's eyes glowed pure white as she threw up a black shield and threw the lycans back into the crowd. However, the moment she dropped her barrier the pack-leader jumped her and with a ruthless upper-cut threw Raven across the room to slam into the far wall.

She slid to the ground, her head throbbing and her jaw hurting, she gritted her teeth and tried to get back on her feet, but found it difficult to stop the world from spinning. Until someone helped her to her feet, "Come on girl, you can do this …"

She stilled and looked up to see who was helping her, his chocolate brown skin and kind gray eyes stared at her with a supportive passion that almost stopped her heart in disbelief and fear as she whispered his name in shock, "Cyborg …?"

He grinned and winked his right that glowed a comforting mechanical red and smiled, "Now on your feet, you got bigger fish to fry; we'll take care of muscle-head over here."

"'We'?"

Victor Stone, otherwise known as Cyborg, shrugged while he kept his eye on the moving lycans within the crowd looking for an opening to take his friend out, "Long story short, Jenna's death wasn't an accident, she had a connection to Detective Daevon and Theo Cross, we've had our eye on her since."

"Theo …" Raven began to look around, her senses on wide-alert and since she never expected the Titans to be here she never expected to find them hidden amongst the crowd of officials, Officials … Lords … Ladies … Grandmasters … Pack Leaders … Raven grabbed onto Cyborg's sleeve, "Cyborg, I need you to find a way to evacuate everyone here …"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"I don't know … but I don't like the idea of this many people of stature gathered in one setting … it's too big of a target if you're looking to create a new world order."

"… You don't think a Top Model would actually be capable of such a thing … do you?"

Raven sneered as she pressed licked her fangs, "She's living breath proof of what I've always thought was true."

"And that would be?"

"That celebrities are just high-priced show ponies trying to brainwash society into their ideal way to live; only this one's got the balls enough to take extreme measures, get everyone out, and make sure the minor-demons don't find out who you are."

"You got it boss," Cyborg let her go and Raven sank into the ground leaving her friends to take care of the people while she hunted Theo and Lucifer, which didn't actually take long.

They were just leaving the courtyard pass the iron-gates, Raven scowled, "Azarath! Metrion! Zinthous!"

She rose two trees from he Earth and blocked the driveway, the limo driver came to a screeching halt, Theo hopped out of her car and turned back to glare into the courtyard and sneered, "Don't you have a dog to play with?"

Raven growled, "Yeah, but the bitch is running away, had to stop you some how."

Theo gave a look of disbelief, she turned to look over the car at Lucifer who leaned on the door and shrugged, "She said it, not me."

"You rule over all demons! She's a half-breed, tell her to go back in there and finish her job!"

"Well that's the point, she's a half-breed, meaning Half Human … incase you didn't know that's what you are my dear and I can't force humans to do what they don't want to do …" Lucifer looked at Raven and grinned, "She may also be a half-demon, but her mentality is mortal … I think therefore I am … so I can't touch her unless she's willing to completely submit to her higher-power. Clever girl …"

"Then beat her into submission."

"…" Lucifer shot a side glance to the demanding human, and slowly asked, "What did I just say? I can't force her to do anything … no more than I can force you to shut your mouth."

Theo looked back at Raven who in the middle of all their talk was slowly crossing the courtyard her sights solely locked on her, Theo scowled, "Fine, I'll do this myself. Guards!"

The demons Raven faced earlier that instructed her to go through the gates stood at command, only instead of the two, there were now five and they all advanced Raven pushing her back into the courtyard. Raven stood at the ready, Lucifer watched with great interest, and Theo's scowl darkened, "Make sure she knows her place."

The five leapt at her, Raven flew into the air and kept their all at bay, while Lucifer laughed, "Oh she just never seizes to amaze … here I thought the death of a friend would completely shut down her human mind to protect her from emotional torment and mental strain, but look at her! She's operating at full capacity, ah, yes, the wonders of the human soul … no wonder He loves you so much."

"Anyone ever tell you, you talk too damn much?"

Lucifer kept perfectly still when he felt the barrel of a gun pressed to the back of his head, Theo looked his way and gasped in more shock than fright, "Oh my God, Ryan, no …"

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Disclaimer: I don't own anything … well, maybe a few of the characters, but the Teen Titans belong to DC not me … sad really, really sad (tear)

A/N: O.O Oh my frickin' GOD!! I am SOOOO sorry this took forever-n-a-day I feel so bad … to be perfectly honest I was starting to lose interest in story writing altogether … I wasn't feeling the drive nor the motivation to keep going and it was freaking me out. Every time I opened up the doc I'd freeze up and end up just staring at the empty page. I really am sorry this took long, please forgive me, the story is almost over so bare with me here and I'll try not to disappoint you.

Hopefully I'll see u in the next chappie!!

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