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"So will you join us?" Robin asked. I looked up at him. We were sitting in my living room, in two soft chairs. I sighed. Even after him explaining everything about, the Titans, it still felt weird. I started fiddling with the zipper on my sweatshirt.

"I don't know," I said uncertainly, "I don't even know for sure I have super powers."

"Well, nothing is known for sure," he replied with a warm smile. "But we have our sources."

"What sources?" I asked, wondering if I had been spied on.

"Don't worry about that now," he said a little too quickly, that made me wonder what he was hiding.

"Oh,... ok" Then I thought for a minute.

"Oh, and Robin?" He looked at me and smiled.

"Yes?"

"Lets say, I did join you and your band of super people, where would that be exactly?" The smile slid off his face, and started staring at the ground like the carpet was fascinating.

"Well...um... see, if you were going to join us you'd have to come back to the future with us." He replied.

"What?!? You mean..."

"Yeah, were not from this period of time. I traveled about 150 years into the past to try to persuade you to join us. And trust me," he said. "Even being a Titan, it its hard to get permission to time travel, its very dangerous. We have to be sure not to leave any traces, even the tiniest footprint could affect the future."

I sat there in my chair in a trace, letting the new information wash over me. I'd have to leave everything. My friends. My family. My school. My WORLD! Who knows what the future holds? Robin seemed to read my mind, because he stood up, and stretched and left me to my thoughts. He started inspecting my house. I heard him murmur,

"Primitive design." As he looked at my toaster in my kitchen.

"Don't you have any androids?" he asked.

"What?" I asked being jerked out of my trance.

"You know, robots, to fight and stuff." He said as if it was obvious.

"No, but we do have a blender." I said trying to make light of a bad situation.

"Crazy." He muttered.

"Not to us."

"We look back on these times as The Quiet Times," he said, trying to fill me in. "In about 70 years the first aliens land on earth and give Earth a jump start on technology."

"Aliens?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah," he said smiling once more, "You actually met one today."

"Raven?"

"Yup!"

"Wow!" I had always wondered about life on other planets.

"But my life..." I looked around the house I had grown up in. Everything I own, everything I held dear would be gone. I heard his quiet footsteps come up behind my chair.

He put his hand on my shoulder,

"I know its hard," he whispered softly, "Its a decision I had to make too, we all did, but its up to you. He took his hand off my shoulder and started walking towards the door. "Ill be back in two weeks," he said gravely,

"I'm sorry, but that's all the time I can give you. I told you already, we can't mess with the past too much." He paused, "Listen, you were meant for so much more than this. You were meant to do something great. Raven can sense it and so can I."

With that I heard the door close. I let out a shuddering breath, and sank deeper into my soft chair. What to do?

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I was leaning against my periwinkle blue wall. My arms were crossed. I watched as Robin was sitting on my bed, looking through my CDs. It was exactly two weeks from when I had first met him.

"What the hell?!" he said as he held up one of my CDs. "Story of the Year? AFI? The Sex- WHAT?! PISTOLS?!?!" He cocked and eyebrow at me. I just grinned and shrugged.

"Are you ok?" he asked as he continued to look through my CDs.

"Sure." I replied. That was a HUGE lie. I looked a wreak. My eyes were blood shot from lack of sleep, and I had lost weight from being to depressed to eat. And if you look closely at my cheeks, you can see little traces where the salt from my tears had rubbed my skin raw. But I refused to let anyone know that anything was wrong with me.

"What's this?" he asked as he held up a CD I hadn't listened to in, like, forever.

"The Spice Girls?" He asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Hey! I got that when I was like seven or something!" I said defensively.

"So you're sure you want to come?" he said changing the subject. I sighed,

"At first, I wasn't. But then I thought about it." I said quietly. "I realized that in fifty years, I don't want to look over my life and realize that I accomplished absolutely nothing. So many people just live and die. No one remembers them. They didn't matter. Their little pathetic lives didn't matter to any one but themselves. Besides," I added, "How many people get the chance to travel to the future where super teens and robots have battles on peoples front lawns?"

"Well... not EXACTLY on peoples fount lawns," he said thoughtfully.

"What will happen to my family?" I asked suddenly. Robin looked at me gravely.

"Remember? We can't leave any footprints. No traces." He smiled a small, sad smile. "You are too big of a trace to leave behind."

StArRy- so sad!! But ok, I wont post another chapter until more people review! So review!! Like it? Hate it? ANYTHING!!