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Robin shifted the sleeping Starfire so her head was lying on his shoulder. It had been three hours and he had barley found anything. But he did find out that Starfire was the princess, warrior princess of Tameran.

He sighed and clicked on the last sight. He read a few lines and sat up in his seat.

Centuries ago, Azarath and Tameran raged a war against each other. Million's of people died and few survived the shocking warfare. Fortunately, it was stopped before the planets were destroyed. Starlight, the princess of Tameranen, and Rhea, the princess of Azarath, dressed as warrior an, teamed up to stop the killing. Unfortunately, they were killed in the process. They bound their powers together and stopped the person who had started the war, Apollo, Rhea's trusted guardian. Sources say that before the women warriors were killed, they banished Apollo to the underworld. As they had taken their last breath, they swore that when the time was right, they would be reincarnated and would obliterate Apollo.

Starlight and Rhea left behind a husband and child. But, alas, the women of the Tameranen and Azarath blood are killed before they reach the age of 17.Witnesses have said that before the women are killed, Starlight and Rhea will take over their bodies and try to murder Apollo. None have succeeded. Most of the women are murdered and as legend as it, by Apollo, who was said to be resurrected by his younger brother, Chaos.

Robin read and reread the passage. There was much more, but all it explained was how the girls were killed and they stopped the battle when people found out that their princess' gave up their lives' to make sure it was stopped. Could it be true? Could Starfire and Raven be reincarnates? Is everything this says right? That Raven and Starfire will die?

He leaned back in the chair and Strafire stirred. He was afraid she was awake, but she sighed and grabbed his shirt lightly in her fist. He smiled and absentmindedly played with the end of her hair.

He laughed at himself. Of course this isn't true. I mean come on; this is the Internet I'm talking about. Someone probably just wrote it for the hell of it or it is an urban ledgened. He kept telling himself that over and over and he slowly began to believe it. Even if it were true, which it isn't, he would protect Star with his life, and he was sure Beast Boy would do the same for Raven.

He logged off, and picked Starfire up bridal style, and laid her on his bed, sliding her under the covers. He sat on the edge of his bed and thought. Come on, Robin. You know it's not true. I mean you don't even believe in reincarnation. Even if it is possible, Starfire could be it, I mean, the princess that the website said, had a baby and husband and was murdered. So, there is no way Starfire could be this Starlight's reincarnation. Right?

He groaned, rubbing his temple with the palm of his hands. He glanced at Starfire, taking everything in. No. No, there was no way that Starfire was the warrior princess. He sighed and lay down next to Starfire.

This is going to be a long night. He stared at the ceiling, then his eyes slowly closed.
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Starlight cradled her daughter in her arms, moving side to side, hoping to calm his loud wails down. She seemed to calm down a little and her green eyes looked around. Rogan, Starlight husband, touched her shoulder and she jumped. She turned to see him and glared. "Don't do that, Rogan. You scared the baby half to death." She couldn't help but grin.

"Oh come on Star, I've been married to you since you were 15. I think I can tell when your scared or not." She snorted. "Umm hmm. And the first year you totally ignored me. You only talked to me when I held a knife to your throat."

He grinned. "So?" She rolled her eyes, glancing down at her baby. Tears filled her eyes but she blinked them back. She sat Crystal down in her wooden crib and watched her. Rogan wrapped his hands around her waist and leaned over her shoulder. They stayed like that for a while before Rogan stepped back, taking her with him.

"Come on, we need some rest." She snorted again. "Umm hmm. You don't want to go to bed just to sleep, pervert." He bit her ear. "But I though you liked my perverted side." She laughed, and headed for their bedroom. "I never said I didn't like it, now did I?" He grinned and walked into the room.

Starlight glanced over at Rogan. He looked so peaceful, with his long black hair covering his face. She traced the black mask that hid his eyes. She knew exactly what color they were and she would always remember. They were a light blue with green flecks.

She stroked his cheek with her index finger and slowly sat up, making no sound. Her bare feet hit the floor and she shivered. As she slid on her armor, she turned to look at her husband one last time.

Her throat clogged and she thought about throwing off the armor and snuggling with him until the sun was up. But, she couldn't. She might be the only one who could save her planet. She whispered, "Goodbye Rogan," and headed for her daughter's chamber.

She was sleeping peacefully and Starlight stroked her soft cheek. She leaned down, kissed her daughter's forehead, and ran out of the castle before she changed her mind.

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Starfire cracked open her eyes and her eyebrows drew together. It was so weird, she thought. I can still feel the texture of the baby's skin on my fingers and the smell of the man called Rogan. He smelled like Robin. She sighed and turned her body to where she was lying on her side. And she came face to face with Robin.

She almost squealed. She slapped a hand over her mouth and he chuckled. "'Mornin' Star." She lowered her hand and smiled. She raised her head to look at the clock and groaned, lying her head down on the pillow. "It isonly 6:30. I am still tired, so I think I will try to get back to sleep."

Robin nodded. Grabbing her waist, he pulled her closer and they both fell asleep.
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Apollo paced the floor of his study. The time was approaching. And fast. Three days, three days to figure out how to kill the reincarnations before they destroyed him. And he would have to do it fast. He always made the mistake of letting them die slowly, and that was when Starlight and Rhea would rise from the dead and take the body of the reincarnation. And each time they got closer to killing him. Thankfully, the hearts of the reincarnated women had stopped before they could kill him.

Rhea and Starlight were only permitted to posses the girls' bodies when they were on the brink of death. It worked out perfectly for him. All he had to do was make sure that the reincarnations were killed immediately or their wounds would kill them in a matter of minutes.

He loved hearing them scream in pain and the cries of their lovers' as they watched their loves die. And it always happened that way. The men who loved the reincarnates always happened to be there watching. He loved it. But it creped him out when the girls' would change. One minute they would be lying in a pool of their own blood and the next their bloody clothes would be replaced with armor.

He shivered, remembering the last meeting with Rhea and Starlight. The only way he had won was because he had cheated, sneaking up behind them and impaling them. It was the only way he could have gotten out alive.

But he wouldn't make the mistake of letting the women live. No, he would kill them instantly so there was no chance of Rhea and Starlight coming back.

He grinned, shifting through the papers on his desk. And since the women had no children, when he destroyed them, there would be no more of that certain bloodline. Rhea and Starlight were only able to posses the bodies of direct ancestors, not the sisters or brothers, but the real thing.

Since Crystal, Starlight's daughter, and Logan, Rhea's son, grew up and had children, the line started. He wished he had killed them all off before, but he had been weak and never thought straight.

Now, he was ready. He wouldn't let the two reincarnations defeat him. He glanced at the calendar. He only had three days to prepare. In three days, it would be the anniversary of the day he murdered the warriors and it just happened to be the day he killed every other reincarnation. It was sort of a thrill for him, killing them exactly every hundred-year anniversary of the murder. And it seemed to piss Rhea and Starlight off when they were allowed in to the realm of the living only to find out that it was the day they were slaughtered.

He sat down at his desk and formulated a plan. When Chaos walked in, he found his brother shifting through papers and glancing at the TV screen, watching everything the girls did.

Apollo glanced at him a grinned. Chaos blinked, then groaned inwardly. Oh no, he's smiling. Something is defiantly wrong. Apollo pointed the large chair that was sitting in front of his desk, saying, "Why don't you sit down?" It was more of a command than anything.

Chaos slowly walked over to the chair and sat down slowly. Apollo tapped long nails on the surface of his desk. "I think I know how to kill them."