The Adventures of the Teen Titans
Frock. This chapter was re-written. Starry, this chapter is for you since I feel like dedicating it to someone and I think it'll make me feel better. There, I can't really think of anything else to say since I am furious at having to RE-WRITE THIS! Strike me down, gods. Another thing, please review. I'm only getting, like, two reviews per chapter. Now, you guys know this is not enough. If this keeps up, I'm not going to update. Yes, that is a threat. But, not a harsh one. Just review. You're doing it to yourselves! I can't believe I'm doing this over...it might not be as long. Definitely, not twenty pages. I've cut almost half of it out. But, hey. It might actually be better written twice. You know, pre-write and first draft...
Chapter-Four
Raven's Healing
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"SOUTH AMERICA?" Cyborg shouted.
"Why?" squeaked Beast Boy.
"We've been having some problems with a manufacturing company," explained the mayor. "We've sent eviction notices and warnings but they just don't seem to take notice. It's become a matter of global security. The pollution is getting out of hand."
"We are not environmental police," Robin scoffed.
"No, it's not about that anymore. We sent an agent in to make personal contact with the runner of this facility."
"And..." Robin urged.
"They disappeared." Starfire squeaked.
"Didn't you track him?"
"Yes, he had state-of-the art equipment and plenty of food. This man's survival skills are excellent. He may still be alive."
"So, you want us to go to South America, trek through fifty miles of unknown territory, most likely rainforest, and, if we survive, make contact with the probably crazy psycho that runs this company. And off to the side, try and find the missing agent."
"Precisely," said the mayor with a grin, "The Brazilian government has requested our help with this problem and I expect you to get there by tomorrow evening. I have arranged the flight for you."
"Right," Robin said, turning away with his arms crossed.
"We've brought in reinforcements," he said, as if this was good news.
"Who are they?" Cyborg asked.
"Speedy and Aqualad." Next to the mayors head on the screen they saw the boys fighting to wave at the camera. Speedy tackled Aqualad suddenly and Aqualad went down with a smile on his face and his hand in the air, trying to wave. "They will be accompanying you to Brazil. There is another girl. Her name is Azar, she will also join you."
Raven asked the question that was on everyone's mind. "What can she do?"
"Excuse me?"
"What are her powers," Beast Boy explained eagerly, gesturing with his arms.
"You will find out. She should be arriving in a few hours. Goodbye Titans. I think my job is done." The screen went blank. There was a loud pause.
"Who elected him?" Beast Boy snarled after a few seconds, irritated.
"That guy gives me creepy vibes all over," Cyborg said, shivering.
"I don't think he likes us either," Starfire said looking warily around the room.
"He is an authority figure," Raven explained, looking at each of them, "However much we dislike him, we must respect him also. He, after all, gives us a home."
"Raven's right," Robin said, "Try to play it cool around him." The others just went back to their tasks and didn't mention that he had lost his temper with the mayor, even though the thought was playing around in their heads violently. They tried to pass the time in they're usual ways. Cyborg and Beast Boy played video games; Starfire was looking at a cookbook and making a cake for the arrival of Speedy, Aqualad and Azar; and Raven was reading. Robin had been sneaking up to the hospital wing and checking on Alethea every ten minutes. Raven found it increasingly annoying and it disturbed her concentration.
"Why don't you just stay up there," she said finally, snapping her book shut.
"What?" he asked. She distracted him from fixing a gadget that he had invented.
"It is very irritating when you keep getting up every five minutes to—"
"Ten," he corrected as he fidgeted with the inside of the invention.
"To go up to the hospital wing."
"Ah. Thanks for reminding me. It's time." He stood up and left the room and didn't re-appear until an hour later.
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"Hi, Robin." Robin jumped. He had been dozing on the table next to Alethea's bed for nearly a half-hour.
"You're awake!" he exclaimed happily.
"Sure am."
"How do you feel?"
"Like I got run over by a truck. What do they put in that medicine?"
"No clue," he said, "Listen," he continued, "I had an idea."
"Yes?" she asked, mildly interested.
"Raven has certain...healing powers. They work great. I've seen them in action and I think they should help you heal faster."
"Anything would be great," she agreed. "Does it hurt?"
"I don't think so. You might feel a little discomfort, but I haven't asked her."
"Whatever. Anything to get me out of this confounded bed is welcome." He laughed.
"I'll send for her." He pressed a button on his utility belt. Alethea guessed this was to signal a certain Titan when he needed their help.
"How long was I out?" she asked warily.
"Yesterday after noon and today until now. The guys thought you were in a coma."
"Did they come in here?" she asked, startled.
"Not yet. They want to meet you when you're whole."
She sighed with relief. "I just don't want them to pity me. I don't need it and I certainly don't want it."
"I understand. Raven is completely the same way. Beast Boy, although, wants all the pity he can get out of someone." Now it was her turn to laugh.
"So, fought any bad guys lately?"
"Nope, not yet," he said.
"That's always a good thing."
"Yes, but it makes it extremely boring around here."
"Boring!" she exclaimed, "how could it possibly be boring when you have all the comforts in the world. I've heard about you're T.V. and the game station. You guys have a pool and a training room and no parents!"
"We're not party animals. Except for a certain green boy that I know. And Cyborg. At the end of the day, when all the villains are fought and in jail, we just want to go to bed. It gets exhausting."
"I imagine that. But, don't you have a lot of spare time?"
"Yes, but we don't throw major parties or anything like that."
"Pity," she said.
"We don't want that kind of reputation. How would you feel if the people that protected you're city were partying day and night and couldn't hear the alarm over the sound of the music?"
"I see you're point," she said.
"Exactly. Oh, I forgot to tell you, we're leaving to go to South America tomorrow. I'm trying to get someone from the hospital to come and stay with you—"
"Wait. South America? Why?"
"Someone disappeared looking for a manufacturing company in the Amazon."
"Why were they looking for this company, exactly?"
"They don't have the rights to construct a building there, and they're polluting the habitat. Brazil has asked for our help. We're leaving tomorrow."
"I'm coming," she asked.
"No," he said firmly.
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Robin! What do you think I'm going to do? Water the plants? I am part of this team now and I am coming with you to South America!"
"You are not coming. Its too dangerous."
"I don't care," she said.
"You are still recovering from broken ribs," he ticked them off on his fingers, "a major bullet wound, and psychiatric shock. You. Are. Not. Coming."
"Yes. I. Am."
"Alethea! You are not coming to Brazil with us and that is final!"
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"I can't believe you're coming to Brazil with us."
"Robin, you know that I was going to find a way to go anyway, right?" She winced. Raven was using her healing powers and it was painful. Alethea was sitting up on her elbows with her bruised ribs exposed. There were stitches for almost two inches that covered, apparently, where she got hit from Andrew's bullet and where the surgeons removed it.
"Right," he said moodily.
Alethea winced again. "Does it hurt?" Robin asked.
"Yes," she answered very plainly.
"Where?" Robin asked again.
"Where do you think?" she snapped. Robin was in no mood to argue, so he took the easy route and didn't answer. She obviously was in pain when she cried out. Robin had just seen a bone move under her skin. He winced.
"Jesus Christ, Robin!" she yelled. "You said I would feel discomfort!"
"I—I didn't know. Raven, you said you used it on Beast Boy the day we fought the H.I.V.E. and he didn't feel any pain," Robin said astonished.
"It was a minor strain on his thigh. He was making such a big deal about it. This is different."
"Yeah, you think?" Alethea said. "Arghhh!"
"Do you want medicine? Is there anything I can get?"
"You can get some socks and shove them in your mouth. Medicine won't help and it is extremely hard to concentrate with you talking," Raven said.
"Sorry," Robin said. Alethea winced again.
"How much longer?" she asked through her teeth.
"Almost there..." Raven said. She took a few more minutes that were accompanied by Alethea's cries of pain.
"Done," she said, "It'll be a little sore, but you'll be able to walk. I'm sure there is still some internal bruising. I could sense that. It'll heal over time. Just take it easy. There is just one more thing I need to do."
"What?" asked Robin.
"Remove the stitches," Alethea guessed.
"Right."
"Alright, we'd better do that too..." she started to lie back down.
"You don't need to. You might want to hold on to something. It might hurt badly for a second. I also need to see what I'm doing." Alethea held on to the side of the bed and pulled her shirt up to where she could see the wound. "Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos!"
She conjured a thin sheet of black energy and molded it into a razor shape. She carefully sliced through the stitches.
"This will hurt," warned Raven, "I'm sorry." She looked at her with pity. Black energy surrounded each of the stitches. With a jerk from her mind, Raven ripped them out of Alethea. The patient swayed with a look on her face neither could understand. Raven looked away. Alethea leaned against the wall, her head rested on it. Her hand clutched her side where blood was running down her waist. Robin watched her, knowing there was nothing she could do, nothing he could do.
"Alethea..."
"Don't...I can't...just—don't," she struggled as blood continued to seep through her shirt and started running down her leg.
"I'm sorry," Raven said again, she truly sounded it. She left the room, stopping at the door to look back. Her eyes were pointed down when she finally exited.
The room filled with silence for, what seemed to Robin, an eternity.
Alethea broke the ice. "That hurt...so...bad."
"I know," Robin said.
"No, you don't. You have no idea..."
"You're right. I shouldn't have even suggested this. I'm so...so sorry." He walked over to her and stood behind her. He put a hand on her shoulder. She turned around.
"I think I need to clean this," she said, looking down to where her bloodstained hand was clutching her wound. She lifted it from the gash and exposed it. Robin breathed in through his teeth.
"Here..." He grabbed some bandages that were on the table next to them. There was also a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. He unscrewed the lid and put some on a cotton ball.
"I hate that stuff," she said. "It stings."
"I know. But, we need to clean it," Robin said as he dabbed the injury. It fizzed. Alethea winced a little. He took a Kleenex and wiped up most of the blood. There was still a faint red stain from when it had been running down her skin. After Robin finished cleaning it, he put some antibiotic ointment on it to seal it and to keep the infection out. Then he grabbed the bandage and carefully applied it to the wound.
"There, done." He stepped back, looking satisfied.
"Thank you," she said. She let go of her shirt and it fell back into place.
"No-no problem," he said. It was amazing how much he felt like he knew her. He had only been truly acquainted with her for a few days. As much as he hated to admit it, he actually was glad that she had been injured. In a sick, psycho, selfish sort of way. It helped him get to know her. He couldn't help notice how pretty she was, even after she had just had stitches ripped out of her.
"Anyway, I think I can meet the others now," Alethea said, snapping Robin out of his universe.
"Are you sure? I mean, you need to get dressed and everything."
"Of course, genius. I'm not going to meet them in a hospital gown!" she exclaimed.
"The stuff your parents sent from your house is right outside the door," he offered,
"Okay," she said simply and left for a second to go and get her stuff. It only took her about fifteen seconds until she came back in.
"Is there a bathroom I can change in?" she asked.
"Yeah, right behind me." He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder.
"Thanks...." And she was gone. He waited for a few minutes, thinking about Alethea and how much she didn't know about crime fighting. His mind kept laying on the fact that she had no experience. He wondered if it was a mistake bringing her on the team. He worried if she would get hurt. He worried if Slade would get to her. He worried and he worried and he worried, until she opened the door. She was wearing worn in jeans that fit great on her. Her shirt was long-sleeved and black with a yellow Nike © Swoosh© on it. It went just below her jeans and was not too tight or too big. She was wearing Birkenstocks©.
"Well?" she asked.
"I think you'll fit in great," he told her. She smiled radiantly.
"Thanks. Should we go then?"
"Yeah," he answered. They walked into the hallway. The door whooshed closed behind them.
"Which way?" asked Alethea.
"Right." They started walking.
"So, you can move things with your mind, right?"
"Mmhmm," she confirmed. Her arms were crossed and she was walking slowly. Robin had to slow down to match her pace.
"Anything else you're capable of?"
"I'm pretty sure I can fly..."
"Pretty sure?"
"Well, I've never tried it before, but once or twice when I've fallen, when I'm by myself, something has caught me. I'm not sure what, it just happened. It was very strange. And then I lifted myself up with my mind."
"Can you try?"
"You mean—right now?" she asked surprised.
"Sure. Why not?"
"I dunno. I guess," she sighed, "Here goes." She went extremely quiet. Robin watched her. Her eyes were focused ahead, and then she squinted. She was hovering about three feet off the floor. She laughed out loud.
"Ha! I did it! Whoa!" She tried to direct herself in one direction, but fell to the ground. Robin caught her.
"You need to work on your steering," he said, smiling.
"Y-yeah..." she said.
"We can work on that when you train with us," he said, setting her upright.
"Thanks..." she said, "But, if I'm coming with you to South America. Won't I need to know all my powers?"
"I'm sure you can be a help to us no matter what." She smiled again, showing her perfect, white teeth.
"I think Raven can reach into your mind and assess your capabilities. She's done it before. That might be a way," he offered.
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"You might feel some discomfort—" She punched him playfully.
They reached the door.
"Okay, two things," Robin said. She nodded, listening closely. "Be yourself, and watch out for Beast Boy."
"Wha—" But the door had already opened.
"Hey, Titans!" Everyone stopped what he or she was doing. "This is Alethea. She's the new Titan I told you about." They all rushed up to meet her, not including Raven, who had already been acquainted with her.
"I'm Cyborg."
"Beast Boy. But, you can call me BB."
"And I am Starfire!" Starfire embraced her in a backbreaking hug. Alethea gasped for air and patted Star's back.
"Star!" Robin cried.
"Yes, Robin?" she asked innocently.
"Let's try to cut back on the hugs. She just recovered from broken ribs."
"Oh! I am sorry friend! What did you say your name was?"
"Alethea..." she coughed.
"What is you're favorite color?"
"Uhhh...red."
"Mine is purple. Red is my third favorite color and green is my second. Yellow is my fourth and pink is my fifth and "
"Mmmmm. It's nice meeting you all."
"Are you gonna live with us?" Beast Boy asked eagerly.
"Yes...yes I am."
"That's awesome! What can you do?" questioned Cyborg.
"Excuse me?"
"What are you're powers."
"I'm a telekinetic." Raven looked up. She closed her book and observed Alethea.
"Meaning..." asked Beast Boy.
"I can control things with my mind."
"When did you discover these powers?" asked Raven who floated up with her legs crossed and then unfolded them gracefully to touch the floor.
Alethea blushed. "Not long. I—I don't have " She grabbed her opposite arm.
"I can help you control them. Are you aware of what you're capable of?" questioned Raven.
"Not really, all I know is that I can lift things. I just discovered in the hallway that I can fly. Well, not really fly, just hover..." She pursed her lips, hiding a smile. But, they could see it anyway. Robin was chuckling.
"What?" asked Beast Boy.
"Nothing," said Alethea.
"Has the Azar got here yet?" asked Robin.
"No," they answered simultaneously.
"Well, then I guess we'll just have to wait..."
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Titan009- Well? What did you think? It's not as long as I hoped, but it'll do. Peace. Please Review. Thanks...
Frock. This chapter was re-written. Starry, this chapter is for you since I feel like dedicating it to someone and I think it'll make me feel better. There, I can't really think of anything else to say since I am furious at having to RE-WRITE THIS! Strike me down, gods. Another thing, please review. I'm only getting, like, two reviews per chapter. Now, you guys know this is not enough. If this keeps up, I'm not going to update. Yes, that is a threat. But, not a harsh one. Just review. You're doing it to yourselves! I can't believe I'm doing this over...it might not be as long. Definitely, not twenty pages. I've cut almost half of it out. But, hey. It might actually be better written twice. You know, pre-write and first draft...
Chapter-Four
Raven's Healing
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"SOUTH AMERICA?" Cyborg shouted.
"Why?" squeaked Beast Boy.
"We've been having some problems with a manufacturing company," explained the mayor. "We've sent eviction notices and warnings but they just don't seem to take notice. It's become a matter of global security. The pollution is getting out of hand."
"We are not environmental police," Robin scoffed.
"No, it's not about that anymore. We sent an agent in to make personal contact with the runner of this facility."
"And..." Robin urged.
"They disappeared." Starfire squeaked.
"Didn't you track him?"
"Yes, he had state-of-the art equipment and plenty of food. This man's survival skills are excellent. He may still be alive."
"So, you want us to go to South America, trek through fifty miles of unknown territory, most likely rainforest, and, if we survive, make contact with the probably crazy psycho that runs this company. And off to the side, try and find the missing agent."
"Precisely," said the mayor with a grin, "The Brazilian government has requested our help with this problem and I expect you to get there by tomorrow evening. I have arranged the flight for you."
"Right," Robin said, turning away with his arms crossed.
"We've brought in reinforcements," he said, as if this was good news.
"Who are they?" Cyborg asked.
"Speedy and Aqualad." Next to the mayors head on the screen they saw the boys fighting to wave at the camera. Speedy tackled Aqualad suddenly and Aqualad went down with a smile on his face and his hand in the air, trying to wave. "They will be accompanying you to Brazil. There is another girl. Her name is Azar, she will also join you."
Raven asked the question that was on everyone's mind. "What can she do?"
"Excuse me?"
"What are her powers," Beast Boy explained eagerly, gesturing with his arms.
"You will find out. She should be arriving in a few hours. Goodbye Titans. I think my job is done." The screen went blank. There was a loud pause.
"Who elected him?" Beast Boy snarled after a few seconds, irritated.
"That guy gives me creepy vibes all over," Cyborg said, shivering.
"I don't think he likes us either," Starfire said looking warily around the room.
"He is an authority figure," Raven explained, looking at each of them, "However much we dislike him, we must respect him also. He, after all, gives us a home."
"Raven's right," Robin said, "Try to play it cool around him." The others just went back to their tasks and didn't mention that he had lost his temper with the mayor, even though the thought was playing around in their heads violently. They tried to pass the time in they're usual ways. Cyborg and Beast Boy played video games; Starfire was looking at a cookbook and making a cake for the arrival of Speedy, Aqualad and Azar; and Raven was reading. Robin had been sneaking up to the hospital wing and checking on Alethea every ten minutes. Raven found it increasingly annoying and it disturbed her concentration.
"Why don't you just stay up there," she said finally, snapping her book shut.
"What?" he asked. She distracted him from fixing a gadget that he had invented.
"It is very irritating when you keep getting up every five minutes to—"
"Ten," he corrected as he fidgeted with the inside of the invention.
"To go up to the hospital wing."
"Ah. Thanks for reminding me. It's time." He stood up and left the room and didn't re-appear until an hour later.
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"Hi, Robin." Robin jumped. He had been dozing on the table next to Alethea's bed for nearly a half-hour.
"You're awake!" he exclaimed happily.
"Sure am."
"How do you feel?"
"Like I got run over by a truck. What do they put in that medicine?"
"No clue," he said, "Listen," he continued, "I had an idea."
"Yes?" she asked, mildly interested.
"Raven has certain...healing powers. They work great. I've seen them in action and I think they should help you heal faster."
"Anything would be great," she agreed. "Does it hurt?"
"I don't think so. You might feel a little discomfort, but I haven't asked her."
"Whatever. Anything to get me out of this confounded bed is welcome." He laughed.
"I'll send for her." He pressed a button on his utility belt. Alethea guessed this was to signal a certain Titan when he needed their help.
"How long was I out?" she asked warily.
"Yesterday after noon and today until now. The guys thought you were in a coma."
"Did they come in here?" she asked, startled.
"Not yet. They want to meet you when you're whole."
She sighed with relief. "I just don't want them to pity me. I don't need it and I certainly don't want it."
"I understand. Raven is completely the same way. Beast Boy, although, wants all the pity he can get out of someone." Now it was her turn to laugh.
"So, fought any bad guys lately?"
"Nope, not yet," he said.
"That's always a good thing."
"Yes, but it makes it extremely boring around here."
"Boring!" she exclaimed, "how could it possibly be boring when you have all the comforts in the world. I've heard about you're T.V. and the game station. You guys have a pool and a training room and no parents!"
"We're not party animals. Except for a certain green boy that I know. And Cyborg. At the end of the day, when all the villains are fought and in jail, we just want to go to bed. It gets exhausting."
"I imagine that. But, don't you have a lot of spare time?"
"Yes, but we don't throw major parties or anything like that."
"Pity," she said.
"We don't want that kind of reputation. How would you feel if the people that protected you're city were partying day and night and couldn't hear the alarm over the sound of the music?"
"I see you're point," she said.
"Exactly. Oh, I forgot to tell you, we're leaving to go to South America tomorrow. I'm trying to get someone from the hospital to come and stay with you—"
"Wait. South America? Why?"
"Someone disappeared looking for a manufacturing company in the Amazon."
"Why were they looking for this company, exactly?"
"They don't have the rights to construct a building there, and they're polluting the habitat. Brazil has asked for our help. We're leaving tomorrow."
"I'm coming," she asked.
"No," he said firmly.
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Robin! What do you think I'm going to do? Water the plants? I am part of this team now and I am coming with you to South America!"
"You are not coming. Its too dangerous."
"I don't care," she said.
"You are still recovering from broken ribs," he ticked them off on his fingers, "a major bullet wound, and psychiatric shock. You. Are. Not. Coming."
"Yes. I. Am."
"Alethea! You are not coming to Brazil with us and that is final!"
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"I can't believe you're coming to Brazil with us."
"Robin, you know that I was going to find a way to go anyway, right?" She winced. Raven was using her healing powers and it was painful. Alethea was sitting up on her elbows with her bruised ribs exposed. There were stitches for almost two inches that covered, apparently, where she got hit from Andrew's bullet and where the surgeons removed it.
"Right," he said moodily.
Alethea winced again. "Does it hurt?" Robin asked.
"Yes," she answered very plainly.
"Where?" Robin asked again.
"Where do you think?" she snapped. Robin was in no mood to argue, so he took the easy route and didn't answer. She obviously was in pain when she cried out. Robin had just seen a bone move under her skin. He winced.
"Jesus Christ, Robin!" she yelled. "You said I would feel discomfort!"
"I—I didn't know. Raven, you said you used it on Beast Boy the day we fought the H.I.V.E. and he didn't feel any pain," Robin said astonished.
"It was a minor strain on his thigh. He was making such a big deal about it. This is different."
"Yeah, you think?" Alethea said. "Arghhh!"
"Do you want medicine? Is there anything I can get?"
"You can get some socks and shove them in your mouth. Medicine won't help and it is extremely hard to concentrate with you talking," Raven said.
"Sorry," Robin said. Alethea winced again.
"How much longer?" she asked through her teeth.
"Almost there..." Raven said. She took a few more minutes that were accompanied by Alethea's cries of pain.
"Done," she said, "It'll be a little sore, but you'll be able to walk. I'm sure there is still some internal bruising. I could sense that. It'll heal over time. Just take it easy. There is just one more thing I need to do."
"What?" asked Robin.
"Remove the stitches," Alethea guessed.
"Right."
"Alright, we'd better do that too..." she started to lie back down.
"You don't need to. You might want to hold on to something. It might hurt badly for a second. I also need to see what I'm doing." Alethea held on to the side of the bed and pulled her shirt up to where she could see the wound. "Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos!"
She conjured a thin sheet of black energy and molded it into a razor shape. She carefully sliced through the stitches.
"This will hurt," warned Raven, "I'm sorry." She looked at her with pity. Black energy surrounded each of the stitches. With a jerk from her mind, Raven ripped them out of Alethea. The patient swayed with a look on her face neither could understand. Raven looked away. Alethea leaned against the wall, her head rested on it. Her hand clutched her side where blood was running down her waist. Robin watched her, knowing there was nothing she could do, nothing he could do.
"Alethea..."
"Don't...I can't...just—don't," she struggled as blood continued to seep through her shirt and started running down her leg.
"I'm sorry," Raven said again, she truly sounded it. She left the room, stopping at the door to look back. Her eyes were pointed down when she finally exited.
The room filled with silence for, what seemed to Robin, an eternity.
Alethea broke the ice. "That hurt...so...bad."
"I know," Robin said.
"No, you don't. You have no idea..."
"You're right. I shouldn't have even suggested this. I'm so...so sorry." He walked over to her and stood behind her. He put a hand on her shoulder. She turned around.
"I think I need to clean this," she said, looking down to where her bloodstained hand was clutching her wound. She lifted it from the gash and exposed it. Robin breathed in through his teeth.
"Here..." He grabbed some bandages that were on the table next to them. There was also a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. He unscrewed the lid and put some on a cotton ball.
"I hate that stuff," she said. "It stings."
"I know. But, we need to clean it," Robin said as he dabbed the injury. It fizzed. Alethea winced a little. He took a Kleenex and wiped up most of the blood. There was still a faint red stain from when it had been running down her skin. After Robin finished cleaning it, he put some antibiotic ointment on it to seal it and to keep the infection out. Then he grabbed the bandage and carefully applied it to the wound.
"There, done." He stepped back, looking satisfied.
"Thank you," she said. She let go of her shirt and it fell back into place.
"No-no problem," he said. It was amazing how much he felt like he knew her. He had only been truly acquainted with her for a few days. As much as he hated to admit it, he actually was glad that she had been injured. In a sick, psycho, selfish sort of way. It helped him get to know her. He couldn't help notice how pretty she was, even after she had just had stitches ripped out of her.
"Anyway, I think I can meet the others now," Alethea said, snapping Robin out of his universe.
"Are you sure? I mean, you need to get dressed and everything."
"Of course, genius. I'm not going to meet them in a hospital gown!" she exclaimed.
"The stuff your parents sent from your house is right outside the door," he offered,
"Okay," she said simply and left for a second to go and get her stuff. It only took her about fifteen seconds until she came back in.
"Is there a bathroom I can change in?" she asked.
"Yeah, right behind me." He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder.
"Thanks...." And she was gone. He waited for a few minutes, thinking about Alethea and how much she didn't know about crime fighting. His mind kept laying on the fact that she had no experience. He wondered if it was a mistake bringing her on the team. He worried if she would get hurt. He worried if Slade would get to her. He worried and he worried and he worried, until she opened the door. She was wearing worn in jeans that fit great on her. Her shirt was long-sleeved and black with a yellow Nike © Swoosh© on it. It went just below her jeans and was not too tight or too big. She was wearing Birkenstocks©.
"Well?" she asked.
"I think you'll fit in great," he told her. She smiled radiantly.
"Thanks. Should we go then?"
"Yeah," he answered. They walked into the hallway. The door whooshed closed behind them.
"Which way?" asked Alethea.
"Right." They started walking.
"So, you can move things with your mind, right?"
"Mmhmm," she confirmed. Her arms were crossed and she was walking slowly. Robin had to slow down to match her pace.
"Anything else you're capable of?"
"I'm pretty sure I can fly..."
"Pretty sure?"
"Well, I've never tried it before, but once or twice when I've fallen, when I'm by myself, something has caught me. I'm not sure what, it just happened. It was very strange. And then I lifted myself up with my mind."
"Can you try?"
"You mean—right now?" she asked surprised.
"Sure. Why not?"
"I dunno. I guess," she sighed, "Here goes." She went extremely quiet. Robin watched her. Her eyes were focused ahead, and then she squinted. She was hovering about three feet off the floor. She laughed out loud.
"Ha! I did it! Whoa!" She tried to direct herself in one direction, but fell to the ground. Robin caught her.
"You need to work on your steering," he said, smiling.
"Y-yeah..." she said.
"We can work on that when you train with us," he said, setting her upright.
"Thanks..." she said, "But, if I'm coming with you to South America. Won't I need to know all my powers?"
"I'm sure you can be a help to us no matter what." She smiled again, showing her perfect, white teeth.
"I think Raven can reach into your mind and assess your capabilities. She's done it before. That might be a way," he offered.
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"You might feel some discomfort—" She punched him playfully.
They reached the door.
"Okay, two things," Robin said. She nodded, listening closely. "Be yourself, and watch out for Beast Boy."
"Wha—" But the door had already opened.
"Hey, Titans!" Everyone stopped what he or she was doing. "This is Alethea. She's the new Titan I told you about." They all rushed up to meet her, not including Raven, who had already been acquainted with her.
"I'm Cyborg."
"Beast Boy. But, you can call me BB."
"And I am Starfire!" Starfire embraced her in a backbreaking hug. Alethea gasped for air and patted Star's back.
"Star!" Robin cried.
"Yes, Robin?" she asked innocently.
"Let's try to cut back on the hugs. She just recovered from broken ribs."
"Oh! I am sorry friend! What did you say your name was?"
"Alethea..." she coughed.
"What is you're favorite color?"
"Uhhh...red."
"Mine is purple. Red is my third favorite color and green is my second. Yellow is my fourth and pink is my fifth and "
"Mmmmm. It's nice meeting you all."
"Are you gonna live with us?" Beast Boy asked eagerly.
"Yes...yes I am."
"That's awesome! What can you do?" questioned Cyborg.
"Excuse me?"
"What are you're powers."
"I'm a telekinetic." Raven looked up. She closed her book and observed Alethea.
"Meaning..." asked Beast Boy.
"I can control things with my mind."
"When did you discover these powers?" asked Raven who floated up with her legs crossed and then unfolded them gracefully to touch the floor.
Alethea blushed. "Not long. I—I don't have " She grabbed her opposite arm.
"I can help you control them. Are you aware of what you're capable of?" questioned Raven.
"Not really, all I know is that I can lift things. I just discovered in the hallway that I can fly. Well, not really fly, just hover..." She pursed her lips, hiding a smile. But, they could see it anyway. Robin was chuckling.
"What?" asked Beast Boy.
"Nothing," said Alethea.
"Has the Azar got here yet?" asked Robin.
"No," they answered simultaneously.
"Well, then I guess we'll just have to wait..."
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Titan009- Well? What did you think? It's not as long as I hoped, but it'll do. Peace. Please Review. Thanks...