So it's almost twelve, I am already sleep deprived and little fuzzy zig zag lines are appearing in my vision, which I don't think is good. I also have a test tomorrow.

However I felt I had to update, because I hadn't in a while and we can't have the story dying now, can we? Sorry for the spelling mistakes. I don't own anything in this but Tuesday Jackson. I am too shattered to write replies or reviews and for that I am infinately sorry. You are all probably too busy seeing the premier of the last Harry Potter movie (A.K.A My childhood is over, there is nothing to look forward too, I don't mind if I am struck dead when I walk out of the theatre) to care, but please review again.

Raven Roth

The Slade alarm had been designed by Robin at the fever pitch of his last Slade-bender. It's ringing was just high enough in pitch to make you feel as if needles had been inserted into your ear canal, but low enough in pitch so that humans could still hear it. Cyborg and I had been against the idea of the alarm, shrill and immediatly identifiable, because we felt that all criminals should be treated the same. In particular I felt that Slade was less of an immediate danger because he did not often kill, while many "lesser" criminals wouldn't hesitate to do so. Robin disagreed, and as leader, installed it. Slade, he had said brittaly, was no ordinary criminal.

I jumped out of bed, vaguely aware I was still in the silkiest Pj's I owned (a gift from Starfire, one that might have been described as sexy if she had been wearing them) and located my boots, hastily shoving them onto my freezing-cold feet. Jasper closed his eyes the milesecond I threw the covers off. Strange, as he had been watching me sleep seconds before. He had an odd idea of privacy.

I had no idea what to think or feel about that. On one hand, it was a freakish, possibly perverted thing to do, an action that grossly undermined my right to privacy. On the other hand, I couldn't help but be strangely flattered someone would want to watch me. Though it was not the warm kind of flattery, rather the kind you might feel if a construction worker whistles as you walk by. I pulled my jacket over top of my camisole, knowing the alarm wouldn't stop until I was with Robin, and it was giving me a splitting headache. The proticol was clear - when the Slade alarm goes off, you run to sort out the trouble, no matter your dress. Whether you're wearing a towel or your uniform, you must try and stop Slade as fast as you can.

"That's the Slade alarm." I informed Jasper, my voice flat. "There's no time to get dressed." I swept out of the room, missing the embrace of my cloak, the security of my hood. I couldn't bring myself to look at Jasper, or even dwell on what had just occured between us. The alarm was too loud for me to get a thought straight. Certainly what he did was odd, but I decided to wait for an explanation before I decided just how creepy I found it.

The kitchen seemed too crowded when we entered, recieving sharp looks from both Edward and Cyborg for our joint appearance. Bella's hair was mussed up into what looked like a brown nest, and her face was scrunched up against the noise, her palms pressed against her ears. Edward had placed his larger hands over hers to create another layer to protect from the sound. Noting our entrance, Robin switched the alarm off.

While the two vampires were dressed and looked as presentable as they did all the time, the rest of us were a different story. Bella was now glaring covertly at starfire's skimpy pink nightdress, while I saw with a flash of amusement that Beastboy still owned Sleepwear with racing cars printed on them. Cyborg eye was drooping and he couldn't stop yawning and most shockingly of all, it seemed Robin's hair was flat without all that hair gel. Somehow he was already in his uniform and eyes alight with focus. He delivered our instructions like machine-gun fire, whilst heading towards his R-cycle. Edward hesistated, and then decided Bella should come with us, in order to keep everyone safe.

"The message didn't come from the authorities, direct from Slade like he has started to do lately. He wants us to meet him at the warehouse we fought Red-X. He says he's got a 'present' for us. I want us to get in defense mode right now, he's obviously planning on something dangerous. Cyborg, go in cannon drawn. Aim for his head. Beastboy, I want you something big and deadly at all times, unless the situation calls for some covert operation. Starfire, cover us from the air. Raven, I want you to back us all up."

It went without saying that Robin would go straight for Slade. They would engage in a physical confrontation, like they always did. With Robin giving it his all and Slade perhaps giving eight percent, they would end in a tie. If things went like usual.

"What if it's a trap?" Jasper asked, his face convaying that he thought it was likely. Robin grimaced.

"It may be. But this is our job, we have to go."

Just before we got in the car, not three minutes after the alarm first went off, Robin turned to me. His expression was the softest I'd seen before a fight with Slade.

"If he says something to you, just ignore it."

I felt my cheeks heat up. With all the vampire drama going on, I had nearly forgotten the way that lately Slade had been mentioning my father more and more. Just snide comments, but they got to me and all the Titan's knew it. It had almost seemed like he was dropping hints about a plan I didn't understand before I left for Forks, but I'd seen nor heard any movements from my father. He was still trapped in limbo and there was no way Slade would be able to get in to see him. He had no magic. And besides, after the last betrayel, why would he want to? Trigon had used him and hung him out to dry, not that I was surprised.

I stuck my head down as Edward looked up sharply. He would be reading the minds of my friends, piecing together what had happened between Trigon and Slade as we drove to the scene. He knew Trigon was my father, and if he needed any confirmation on exactly what breed of monster I was and what my relatives were capable of, he need only learn about the whole end-of-the-world predicament we had faced. Now he would know he and all his family, including Bella, had briefly been murdered by my family. We spent the rest of the ride in silence.

When we reached the warehouse it was still dark. The air was still and crisp, as if it were waiting for something to happen. I checked the area, casting out my energy to feel for any hidden persons. I felt the strung-up aura of Robin the strongest, and with my okay he led us in the charge towards the warehouse. I couldn't help but notice Jasper's aura was almost as tense. Not only that, but he felt sick somehow, embarassed. I swallowed. The lights were on inside the warehouse. Slade was not hiding. At this point it was laughable that the situation could be anything but a trap. So I was prepared for something bad, but nothing as shocking as the sight that greated us.

Slade was standing calmly less than ten feet from the entrance. His fingers were twisted into a hank of vibrant auburn hair, hair that belonged to a girl cowering at his feet. I could tell she was tall, built like Starfire, but she was hugging her knees like a child. I couldn't see her face but I could hear her heavy breathing. My eyes widened, and above me Starfire gasped. He had never taken civilian hostages before.

"Hello Titans." He greeted us. I felt a shiver shoot down my back but I did my best to repress a visible reaction. That voice. I hated it. Whenever I heard him speak in that deep, even tone I felt like he was reaching out to touch me. "Vampires." He acknowledged, nodding at Jasper and Edward. "Pet." He added as an afterthought, looking directly at Bella. She jumped, mouth open, and burrowed closer to her boyfriend as if he could sheild her from anything. Slade didn't smile, or pay her anymore attention. I felt shock radiate throughout our group. Edward even forgot to be angry at his comment. How did he know they were vampires?

This was the main reason we all hated Slade more than ordinary villains like H.I.V.E or Control Freak. They were predictable, whereas the only thing you could guess about Slade's next attack was that he would know something we didn't, and that we would not catch him this time either. Noticing our shock, he turned his gaze directly at me.

"You didn't expect me to believe that Raven is the only creature of the night wandering around did you? Though it was her father that taught me all about it."

This time I could not stop a look of pure hatred flitting across my face. Of course it had to be my father, who gave him all the answers. Why was he popping up everywhere these days? Was it coincidence, or was I missing something dreadfully important? My stomach turned over with anxiety.

"Let the girl go." Robin ordered, but his bark had been stolen by shock. Slade looked at us. You didn't need to be an empath to see he was both amused by and pitying for us.

"I'm sure you don't want that." He said, yanking the girl's head upwards by her thick curtain of hair. It was then I saw the scarlet eyes, the flawless pale complection and the tortured, hungry expression. I had of course smelt the sugary scent of vampires in the room, but I assumed it was just Jasper and Edward. Now I noticed the increase in concentration- this warehouse smelt like a bakery. Now it was my spine's turn to tingle with dread. A hostage was bad, but was a vampire was no prefered alternative.

"But on second thought Robin, you are team leader." Slade let the girl go, and gave her a little shove with the toe of his boot. In the next second Jasper had grabbed my forearm to shove me back and pushed past Robon to stand in front of the group. My skin, though it hadn't touched his, felt like it had been rubbed raw with ice. Edward had flung himself in front of Bella, his teeth bared. The girl sprang to her feet in a movement so quick I barely caught it. Slade stood back and watched, as if he were watching pre-schoolers fighting.

There was no time to question why he was able to force this vampire girl into submissive position without having his arm ripped off or being bitten when apparently he was still human. The fact was, she hadn't, and she didn't look like she was going to. Though she appeared healthy her eyes were manic, and she seemed to sway slightly on her feet. She didn't seem to find the sight of Starfire hovering above us unusual, in fact I didn't think she noticed her. Her eyes were busy flicking between Robin and Bella, so I mimicked Edward and stepped in front of my leader. Though the last newborn vampire I met broke half my ribs, I had been unprepared then. I could take her if need be. The only way we could loose was if she had some hidden power.

The girl lurched forward and then halted, in the air, as if changing her mind. We all watched in fascinated terror as she twisted away from us, mid-lunge. She did it a few more times, hoping around like she was walking on hot coals. Slade however, did not seem perplexed, not even when the girl let out a frustrated howl.

I could feel the tension around me stretch to breaking point. Any moment, something had to give. In preparation, we all got ourselves into that space of mind where we were ready to fight and defend. We did not know what the hell she was doing now, but what she would do next, we did. There was no way a scared young vampire could resist such close prey. Any second now, she was going to charge.

We all waited what seemed like forever, until I realised the girl wasn't going to move. She was shaking like a leaf, her bottom lip trembling and her limbs stiff at her sides. Yet there was no other sign she wanted to attack us. I felt her emotions, felt the pain she felt. The same thing I felt from Jasper when a breeze struck up around Bella was hurting her now, yet she was showing the same amount of self control it had taken him years to hone. Slade was watching with colder eyes now. I was too confused to be happy at something not going his way for once.

"How are you doing this?" Jasper finally asked. There was a pain in his eyes and I could feel it radiating off him. I wanted to disapear into my room and get away from this. It was all too much - my strange relationship with Jasper, Slade's comments, this new vampire girl. I wished I had never gone to Forks on that assignment for Robin. It seemed to have kick-started a fresh wave of madness in my life, just when the old one had finally passed.

"I can't hurt them." The girl muttered as she squeezed her eyes shut and pinched her nose. I got a real sense of desperation off of her. I didn't know why, but whatever the reason, she definatley didn't want to attack. Robin looked to me for advice, as he always did when it came to the supernatural. In this scenario, the truth was I knew little more than him.

"Why?" Edward asked. Before his face had been feral, animilistic. Now it was curious. While he was first Bella's protector, he was second Carlisle's protogee. I thought of the handsome blond vampire and had the idea that he would know what to do if he were here. He had really been the only vampire I'd been willing to trust. There was something very earnest and true about him.

The girl opened her eyes, the dark ruby colour of human blood. Behind the horror of their appearance, they were beseeching.

"I don't want to. If I do, I wont be able to live with myself."

Edward nodded slowly. Jasper looked shell-shocked. Despite finding him towering over the foot of my bed an hour earlier, I wanted to ask him what was wrong. I wanted to know what troubled him, and be the balm for those troubles - things that should be in the very back of my mind right now, but seemed all I could think about. It was frustrating to know the effect, but not the cause.

"What's your name?" Robin asked cautiously. The girl took a step forward. Surprisingly neither Edward nor Jasper made a move to stop her. They must know something I didn't, because I certainly did't trust her yet.

"Tuesday. Tuesday Jackson. I can't remember what happened. When I woke up that man with the mask had me by the hair." She moved at lightning speed to the other side of the garage, remembering Slade was still standing there. She was coherent. She was scared of him.

He walked closer to us, lazily.

"Seems like the reputation of vampires had been undeserved. It's funny Raven, your father warned me that they wern't as bad as they seemed but the myths of my childhood fooled me once again. What a pity."

"What do you want Slade?" I asked. I was sick of the mystery, sick of him mentioning Trigon. Slade withdrew his Bo-staff and stood to face Robin, who quickly withdrew his.

"I brought the team a Vampire as a present. Even though the gift was faulty, I should think my intentions were obvious." He responded with a sideways glance, before launching into combat.

Tuesday Jackson

The thirst took me by surprise. I had thought I was full, but the smell of these humans set my throat alight. It took me back to the time of my change, when I had lain in that cave with Alex and wished for death. I almost choked on the thirst, but managed to pull myself back. It sounded like a sob.

The man that had me by the hair was talking to the humans, but I couldn't hear what he was saying over the heady pumping of blood around soft bodies. There were disgusting smells in here too - the scent of motor oil, and something toxic - but it could easily be ignored in favour of that delicious, vital blood I knew was so close to me and yet unreachable.

Of course, physically I could be across the room in a split-second, my teeth sinking into the flesh, millemetre by millemetre, before they knew what was happening. The grip this odd man in the suit had on my hair could be broken at a whim. I would bet a strand of my hair would stand up to all the bones in his hand. But it was all a set-up. When we arrived at the warehouse Susanahh had made me sit around with the man trying various poses. She liked theatricality, and she wanted us to be in perfect position. When she had been satisfied the man with one eye tripped the alarm, ordered someone on the other end of his phone to "make contact" and assumed the position she had picked. Then she disapeared, in that way of hers that made it seem as if she were a spirit. The man didn't speak to me. He was human but not quite - his heart was weak, and he was not appatising. Especially if compared to the mouth-watering scents that just wafted in.

It was the mental anguish that stopped me from leaping the divide between the two parties. Susanahh had given me a final warning and I knew she meant it - if I fail in my mission, the love of my life dies. If I break and forget to lie to them, in the way only I can lie, then he will die. I allowed myself only briefly to think of a world where I would never be with Alex, and decided it wasn't worth it. Knowing it was my fault would be a thousand times worse - I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I could and I would deny myself the blood of these particular humans. If it meant Alex would be safe, I would lie at say the safety of any human was my top priority. That I would endure this suffering for them, when really the thought of Alex was the thing I clung to.

Still, it was excrutiating. The humans and the man kept on talking, and without warning he lifted my hair, and nudged me with his foot. Well it felt like that, though I think he was trying to yank me up and follow it with a swift kick. In that second I began to live the lie Susanahh wanted. I let it seep into my rock-hard flesh. I let it seize my heart. In that second each of the people I set eyes upon were a human version of Alex. I would not hurt them - it was unthinkable.

I gave off despiration with everything I had. I tried to look so terrified I might explode. It worked, because I began to feel scared. My thoughts focused on how much I wanted away from the man behind me. How much I wanted to be with those humans and whatever creatures were on the other side of the Warehouse. The lie was the veil which hid the truth, that I wanted to be with them so I could murder them later.

Jasper

This Slade, the legend Robin chased and Raven avoided at all costs, withdrew some sort of staff weapon, and faced off against Robin, who withdrew one of his own. He twisted his head to look at Raven, whose pale face was flushed red with barely concealed anger. She looked her age in this outfit, compared to her uniform which swamped her like it would a child. I supposed it was hard to appear fierce in silk pyjamas, but she was pulling it off.

"I brought the team a Vampire as a present. Even though the gift was faulty, I should think my intentions were obvious." Slade said, before swinging the pole at Robin's skull. I would have stepped in to block it, but Robin surprised me by deflecting it with considerable skill. I was not familiar with the fighting style , having been comfortable only with guns and cannons as a human, and not needing weapons after, but the moves and staff appeared asian in style.

The other Titan's moved in to help, and I decided to let them handle it in favour of watching the newborn. It was their area of expertesse after all, and this was mine. She was cowering at the end of the warehouse, watching the fight through hungry eyes that also managed to be terrified. I could feel her thirst, in fact, it made my own throat burn with longing. After all these years, I still felt the need to take a step back from where Edward was sheilding Bella in case someone started to bleed and I was overcome. Yet she had been able to resist attacking, and she could barely be more than a few weeks old. It was impossible. There was no way a vampire her age was able to resist a human that smelt like Bella, let alone a human at all. I doubted even Carlisle could have been this good at vegetarianism.

There was no possible way she was doing this. Not when I had so much difficulty, after all this time, all this effort.

My prediction came true - soon someone was bleeding. Thankfully it was Beastboy, and the scent of his blood was so rankled by whatever sickness made him able to shapeshift, I wasn't tempted at all. Raven ran out of the fight, towards me, breathing heavily. Somehow this one man was able to hold them all off, despite the fact he seemed to have no powers.

"Do you want me to help?" I asked her. I felt the sudden need to get away from the newborn. I didn't want to watch her resist temptation. Perhaps in a dark corner of my mind I was hoping she might try and hurt Robin. Not bite him, trying would be enough to ease the toxic feeling taking root inside me as I she held herself in check and I realised I couldn't even remember all the face of those I'd killed - there'd been too many.

"No, keep that one away." She said, shaking her head. The arms of her hoodie were too long. She kept having to shove the sleeves up to her elbows in order to fight. With a heavy sigh she ripped it off and raised her hands, energy seeping out of her very pores to curl around her hands like balls of black smoke. Despite feeling horrible about this kidnapped vampire, I admired how beautiful Raven could be. All at once she was unknowably strong, vulnerable in slips of silk, fierce in defending her friends and irritated at being woken up. That of course made me remember she's caught me the one time I'd been foolish enough to watch her sleep, which made me feel triple as bad as before.

How would Raven be able to forgive me for spying on her, if she found out I had been needlessly killing humans all these years. I'd assumed all the trouble I'd had was normal. Even though I did worse than any other Cullen, I was still doing better than almost every other vampire, wasn't I? I realised now I hadn't taken into account those other vampires hadn't even been trying. Maybe if they had, they'd be better than me too. What if I'd been using the incredible strength of Vampire hunger to justify my slip-ups, only to find out the the hunger wasn't that strong? What if it turned out anyone could be a Carlisle or an Edward if they really tried?

Perhaps I had been kidding myself when I said I didn't want to kill and drink from humans anymore, because I thought it was wrong. All my vegetarian life I had been doing it for someone else. Alice, certainly. She had seen the future, and the future was with this vegetarian family we had to fit in with. It made her happy, so I played along. Later I had wanted to make Esme and Carlisle proud of me.

Raven used her powers to distract Slade for a second longer than it took for Robin to take aim, and then land a crushing blow to his skull that I heard vibrate down through his bones. A thin crack worked its way down the bronze of his mask, and the piece splintered off as he crumpled to the ground. For a second Robin's face flashed with triumph as he reached down to remove the piece with reflexes considerably fast for a human, but then it desintigrated into rage as he revealed not the face of his nemisis, but the hollowed-out face of a robot. His frustration exploded like a bomb as he flung it away from him. I cringed and a strange feeling of kinship passed through Raven and I when I saw her do the same thing. She really felt all the emotions around her, the same way I did, and for a second I was able to forget what she had woken up to.

"I don't like this." Raven said tersly, as Starfire landed gracefully beside her. Somehow her pink nightdress, which technically revealed less than her uniform, was far more indecent. In comparison Raven was voluptous and tense. To me she looked like a model with a side job as a war general. "I don't like the way he keeps bringing up my father, and I definately don't like the way he brought her into this." She gestured towards Tuesday, who was quivering in the corner. I would say from hunger.

"Who changed you." I asked her. I needed the answer to every question buzzing around in my head. Edward gave me a sad soft of worried look but I paid him no attention.

"That man. Slade. I think. I mean, I was just waiting to be picked up from drama rehersal and the next thing I knew I was on fire. When I woke up Slade told me I was a vampire."

I looked to Edward. He nodded. She was telling the truth.

"And how is it you are not attacking these humans?" I asked, every cell in my body aching for the answer. She appeared to restrain her hunger, if not effortlessly, than extremely compitantly.

"I couldn't kill one of them. I was a human last week. My mother was a human last week. I've never hurt anyone or anything before. Slade tried to make me, but I just couldn't."

After another of Edward's astonished nods, I believed her. I believed that simply by wanting to keep humans safe, you could stop yourself from being the bloodthirsty monster they had always said vampires were. I realised Vampires wern't evil - they were like humans in the fact that some were bad but a large number were good. I realised that I was one of the bad ones. The selfish ones who never tried hard enough and always blamed third parties for their mistakes. I was the monster Maria had noticed. The myth little children feared. With all the shining examples of vampire around her, there was no way Raven would want me. A man who killed other men in life and in death. My brief experiment with stalking only added another reason why she wouldn't forgive me after tonight.

"She's telling the truth. None of her thoughts are about killing us." Edward said, adressing the entire warehouse. "She's preoccupied with thirst, but she's got amazing control. She is a natural." He turned to me. "Carlisle would be interested."

"What do you suggest we do?" Robin glowered. "Take her back to the tower? I thought you wanted to protect Bella from vampires, not bring them to her."

Edward glowered back, but then softened as he looked down at Bella. We were all listening, but he spoke only to her.

"If you don't want that, it's fine. However I promise you Bella, there isn't a thought about hurting you in her head."

Bella's face was ghostly pale as she considered. Then, with a determined expression, she looked into his eyes.

"I trust you." She said quietly, adding a kiss as a full stop. I felt the control Edward had to exert in order to keep from hurting Bella and felt guiltier than ever.

Robin swore under his breath then stood up straight, the anger falling off his shoulders like a shrug.

"Fine. But you're watching her until morning, when we'll find out what to do with her. I like the idea of one of your coven coming out to collect her."

Raven closed her eyes and muttered something that looked suspiciously like a prayer before turning to me and speaking loudly.

"Before you take up all of Jasper's time with watch duty, I want to have a talk with him. Everyone else stay here."

There were a few raised eyebrows, but no one said anything as she strode to the door, clearly meaning for me to follow.

There you have it, angry Raven next chapter. Things are going some place, I swear. Some place hot. And steamy. But it's not what you think. I'm tired but I'm happy I finished this chapter, but what do you guys think? Are you still reading? Are you still enjoying?