Heh... sorry, I haven't even bothered with this story in a while. I need a beta reader. I'm too lazy to read over my stories until they are already posted. That, and I need more reviewers. I'm about to pull an all-nighter on a Sunday night. Tomorrow, a test in sign language, science, math, and I'm praying that there won't be a pop quiz in English or Social Studies.... Don't even ask about video production or chorus. I'm also fore-seeing soccer practice... Grrrrr....

Stephanie: ouch... and you're staying up, because....

Beth: poor Emma...

Julianna: (probably sleeping)

Yeah, I didn't expect the pity, but as long as I get a pop tart tomorrow morning, I'm happy.

Stephanie: you never finished my sentence.

Oh yeah. I'm staying up because I feel a duty to my reviewers, however few they may be. I have to tell a little story about what my cat did this morning, but I will wait until the end of the fic.

Beth: good. I miss Angel....

Stephanie: Paranelle is biting me... wow, she's never drawn this much blood before...

Stephanie, I think your cat is homicidal.

Beth: a menace to society.

Yeah.

Disclaimer: I don't own the titans. Get it? got it? Good.

Story starts....

Raven raised her eyebrow at Robin who was currently on the floor having a sneezing fit.

"Maybe you should take him back to the living room..." Raven said calmly. She suddenly jerked her head inside her room for a moment, appearing to be looking at something before turning back to Beastboy and Cyborg who remained while Starfire took Robin away. Beastboy rubbed the back of his head and grinned nervously. Raven was beginning to get annoyed. Cyborg spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Uh....."

"Wow, Cyborg. You sure have a way with words. Could you two, by any chance, tell me what you want so I can get back to... what I was doing?"

"Uh... yeah, Beastboy, here, said he smelled a cat and we were wondering if you've seen one, I guess..." Cyborg trailed off. Beastboy cocked his head to the side, looking at nothing in particular. The tip of his right ear twitched.

"Is it me, or do I hear purring?" Beast boy's comment made Raven go red in the face (A/N: you know how they put red lines on the person's nose and they do this weird grin-like face... yus, that one. Raven's expression.) She looked even more frazzled and Cyborg studied her closely.

"Uh... I need to... uh... do something... uh... leave me be for a bit, I'm-"

"Hey, it's coming from inside your room!" Beastboy exclaimed, cutting her off. Raven tried to shut the door, but too late. Cyborg had his foot in the door. The two boys pushed past Raven and into the young Goth's room. Moon had apparently fore-seen this and had, with lightning fast speed, pushed a pillow over the door to the other room, pushed the cat bed under Raven's and followed it silently. Beast boy's ear twitched again, and he looked confused.

"I don't hear anything anymore! I don't smell anything either! I can't even... think... straight...." Beast boy's exclamations faded as he passed out. Cyborg leapt over and caught him as he was falling. Raven gained control of her self and was glaring at the two. Her eyes flashed crimson dangerously.

"Well, if you're done rampaging through my room, GET OUT!!!" Raven's voice became a yell that shook the whole tower at the end of her sentence. Cyborg dropped Beastboy and rushed out, only to dart back in, grab Beastboy, and drag him back out again. Raven slammed the door shut after them. Or, she would have, anyway, if the damned thing wasn't automatic. Raven breathed a sigh of relief and walked back over to her bed, rubbing the spot on her arm where she had fallen when the others had knocked on her door.

-Are they gone yet, Raven? - A voice inside her head asked. Raven answered, -yeah, I think so but- hey! Wait a minute! Who are you and what are you doing in my head!?!?- Raven freaked out slightly, causing a few books to fly off of her shelves.

-I'm glad they're gone. Oh yeah, you asked questions! Oh boy! I never understand what you say because you talk "human" anyway, I'm... Moon, I think you named me and I'm not in your head, I'm still under your bed...- Raven processed this new information. Moon? The cat? How was it possible? She walked over and bent down. Once on her hands and knees, Raven reached underneath the bed and pulled out Moon. As soon as Raven stood up, Moon leapt out of her arms and sat down on the bed facing Raven. Raven didn't know what to say.

-Can... Can all cats talk... you know, telepathically? - Raven asked.

-say WHAT?? I'm not a cat!-

-Well then, what are you?-

-Well, technically I'm a cat, but...-

-But what?-

-Well, I'm not sure if I can still be called a cat if I'm not from earth.-

-oh. Well then where are you from?-

-What, you don't know?-

-well, I sort of feel a pulling to you... like, I dunno... like I've known you before, but... Sort of like I recognize you, even though I don't. Like you're, you're like... me.-

-I am like you.-

-How?-

-Well, if you feel that pulling, it means you are of Azerath.-

-and that is because...-

-Because azerathians always feel that pulling when they are near someone of the same race-

-But you are not a part of my race!-

-ah, but you are wrong there, raven. Very, very wrong. You know of course the three races of azerath?-

-Yes, the Original Azerath, the Metrione, and the Zsinthose.-

-good. You also know that you are all three.-

-Of course I know what I am!-

-well, then you know that creatures can be parts of cultures. Very few can be all three, while only one species can exist only as all three.-

-ah. I see, the cat.-

-no, the Bailki. I'm like a cat, but I have the same powers a Delfriez has. I have the powers you have.-

-But every Delfriez has different powers!-

-That makes you and I connected.-

-is that how you got here? You could trace me?-

-Yes.-

-wow. I was traced to an entirely different solar system by a cat.-

-I'M NOT A CAT!!!-

-I never knew Bailki were so sensitive-

-Whatever-

Another short chapter. Ok, here is the story about what my cat did:

6:30 in the morning, my cat comes in y room and jumps up and down on me, meowing, and purring until I wake up. She goes and sits on the window sill; I make my mom breakfast because it is her birthday. Happiness all around. Yay. Bye. Oh crap, it's almost 3 AM. I'm in trouble. No way am I going to pass this math test...