Disclaimer: I don't own the titans. But I own you! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Now on with the story.

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"I have a new task for you, dear daughter," he said, the candel light illuminating his face eerily. She blinked.

"Father, I sense that you are scared," she said quietly. "What is it?" He sighed harshly.

"Atran. He managed to escape us by some sort of teleportation. The royals think it might have been a spell. Others believe it to be an opening to other times in Earth. All we know is that he is in the future, causing havoc on a world that does not deserve him. They have casted a circle and seen that he needs to be brought back immediately."

She swallowed a lump in her throat.

"And you have assigned me to retrieve him."

"Yes," he admitted reluctantly. "You posses powers that not even the gods can control. You are a princess of the warriors. I don't think you realize everything that you can do just yet, but you will. Once you return here, you shall be blessed with the faith of all the people. But more importantly, you will know who you are. I bid you farewell, daughter, for you are to depart tomorrow."

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"Do you have any three's?"

"Go fish."

"Alright," Starfire said happily, "I'll go upstairs and get the poles!"

"No, I mean pick a card," Robin explained. "I don't have any three's in my hand, so you have to take the top card from the deck. Get it?"

"I think so," she said, nodding and slipping the next card from the pile into her slender fingers.

"So now it's my turn. Do you have a Queen?"

"Yes! On my planet we call her Ñýčďëñâđĩķŀ!"

"Uh…How about we just watch a movie?" he said, putting his cards down on the table and looking up at the pretty alien girl. She smiled.

What could you expect from a newcomer to Earth? Nothing but a whole lot of those smiles.

"I'll make some pop corn!" she sang, and floated into the kitchen. Robin looked up from the table at his fellow teammates.
"So what'll it be tonight?" he asked them.

"Comedy!" BeastBoy immediately yelled.

"Sci-Fi," Cyborg said next. "How about 'The Matrix'?"

"Dude, we've seen that every week that you've chosen!" BeastBoy told him.

"Horror," Raven said in a dull monotone.

"Okay!" Robin said automatically, having not heard any of their words. "Action it is!" He was out the door before they could protest.


The evening air was crisp and cool as he walked down the street his cape ruffling behind him. It had been a dull day in Gotham City, to say the least.

He stopped in front of the Video Emporium and opened the door, the soft sound of tinkling bells meeting his ears above him. The girl at the rental table blew a bubble at him.

He ignored her and began to pursue his task for the perfect movie.

"Hmm…'X-men'…That's Sci-Fi and Action, but not horror or comedy…'Titanic'…uugh… 'Blair Witch Project'… definitely scary…no, it'll give Star nightmares… 'Pirates of the Caribbean'…Let's see, Action, Comedy, Horror…Good enough for me." He picked up the square box and went to the check out table.

"Will this be all?" the girl asked.

"Yeah, I think," he replied.

"Good choice," she said. "I went to see it in theaters the week it came…" She stopped, and looked at him meaningfully. "Robin, Listen to me."

"Hu?" he said, dumfounded.

"Just listen, alright? When you walk out of here, there will be a man with a cloak covering his face. Ignore him. Pretend not to even notice him."

"What are you─?"

"Tomorrow night there's going to be a knock at your door. It will be me, but I won't look like this."

He paused, thinking this girl's head was totally up in the sky, but still being curious for some reason.

"How will I know what you'll look like?" he asked.

"Just remember the color purple. It's the first thing you'll see." She stopped again, her body frozen, and suddenly returned to talking about the movie, dull once again. "…The first week it came out, and it's pretty cool." She handed him the bag and he slapped a five dollar bill on the table, bolting out of the door.

Sure enough, as soon as he did a mysterious figure in a long black coat swiftly floated up to him.

Robin tried to act nonchalant as he walked by, but as soon as the man was past, he sprinted all the way back to the tower.

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He threw the tape on the couch, deciding to keep his mouth shut about what had happened at the movie store unless something else happened.

"Pirates of the Caribbean…Man, that's not Sci-Fi!" Cyborg complained.

"Oh, but it is," Robin said weakly, plopping down onto the couch beside Starfire. "The special effects are supposed to be way ahead of their time." His robotic friend looked grumpy, but said nothing.

"The man on the box looks wonderfully heroic!" Starfire exclaimed, lacing her fingers and staring at the picture of Orlando Bloom giddily.

Raven floated the tape into the VCR and it began to play. Robin didn't notice any of it. He was too obsessed with his own thoughts, and had a good reason to be. Who was that girl? What did she want from them?

He sat, knee-deep in questions, and watched Star next to him. She was transfixed with the screen and the British actor upon it.

BeastBoy attempted to casually yawn and drop his arm onto Raven's shoulder next to him. She glared, clearly annoyed with his boyish antics, and his hair caught fire.

"I'll take that as a no," he said, frantically putting his head out. Cyborg snickered.

Robin didn't even smile.

He was too busy trying to remember the color purple.

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A/N: AAGH!!!! I'm done.