Disclaimer: Hi. I don't, um, own these guys. Except for Mel, only you haven't met her yet. Actually, or Philip. Or the Rough Coyote. That's about it. But I don't own any of the others, even though I wish I owned Silky!

One: Philip

Starfire was ignored when she cried for help until she entered the home of the Rough Coyote. It was actually a very nice home. RC had been a businessman before he changed, so she found herself looking into the eyes of a mansion.

When she entered "her headquarters," she saw someone waiting there. He didn't look anything like RC, but she sensed some kind of connection between them. He was very tall and quite handsome. He had longish blond hair and was extremely tan, and he wasn't wearing an itchy uniform like RC, but a tunic, pants and grayish cape (along with a sword). He looked like he fought often, and had the huge muscles to prove it. Still, he had the older, more worn-out hero effect then the Robin effect. He was like an olden days warrior, a charming look. He sat there on one of the sofas looking distressed and exhausted, and Starfire immediately wondered what was wrong.

"Whatever is the matter?" she asked him timidly when RC let go of her and left the mansion. "Might you have been captured by this coyote person as well?"

He looked up in surprise, as if he hadn't been expecting company. Especially not company as beautiful as her. "Um, no," he said, standing up. "Actually, I'm... I'm his friend," he said quietly. "But I'm not like him," he said quickly as Star started to back away from him. "I'm just a college mate."

"How should I be sure you are not?" she asked. She raised her arms as the eerie green glow came out of her hands. She held them aggressively at him. "I wish to get out of here. If you are not like him, you shall free me. If you are, we shall fight."

"I don't intend to do either one," he said, sounding a little pained. "I can't go against my master – I live here," he explained. "If I did anything like that, he'd kick me out for sure. Then I'd be on the street."

"You could stay with the Teen Titans," she suggested.

He shook his head. "You and I both know Robin and Cyborg would never let me into your T-Tower. But I don't mind. I understand."

"Then I shall fight for my freedom," she declared bravely.

"Please," he said with a shake of his head. "Though you are strong-willed and that is good, I do not think it is right of any levelheaded man to fight a woman. There may be some way to get out of here that does not involve my father or myself, you know. I just need some time to brainstorm."

She shook her head and lowered her hands. "You are not worth fighting," she said at last. "You seem very gentlemanly. Many people on my home planet Tamaran would greatly respect you." Just as she finished saying that, her communicator buzzed.

"Starfire?" Robin asked excitedly when she answered it. "You answered! Great!" he was practically jumping up and down. "We called for hours, but no answer. Did you turn your communicator off?"

"I did not," Starfire answered, just as excited, "but I think the Rough Coyote did."

"Oh," Robin said with his eyes narrowed, "I see." Then he said after a shake of his head, "Well, where are you? Are you hurt?"

"I am at the home of the Rough Coyote, but I do not know where that is. It is a huge mansion, though, I do know that much. And I am unharmed."

"Has he mentioned a ransom yet?" Robin asked.

"No, he has not," she answered. "I do not think he wants me for ransom... though I do not know what he wants me for. I only saw him for a moment, but now I am-"she paused, wondering if she should tell Robin about Philip. She knew he might take it the wrong way and be angry with her for befriending him. Still, she didn't want to lie to him. "-I am in good hands as of now, I believe," she finished uneasily.

"What do you mean?"

"His name is Philip. He is the friendly college mate of the Rough Coyote, but he wishes to help me become victorious. I do not fully trust him yet, but I believe he is of the good, um, status."

Surprised, Robin considered this. How could she trust the Rough Coyote's "friendly college mate" so soon? And was he really a good guy? "Starfire, let me talk to him," he ordered. "I want to make sure he isn't a phony."

Nodding, she handed the communicator over to Philip, wondering how Robin would react. She sighed. She was glad Robin was worried about her, because she got very bubbly whenever he thought of her or talked to her. But if he did like her back, how would he take her being locked up in a mansion with Philip, the good-looking rich boy?

As soon as Robin saw Philip's face, he had the reaction Starfire had predicted: he instantly wanted her out of there. "Who... are... you?" he asked slowly, trying to keep himself from burning to death.

"Hey, man," Philip said coolly, and a little strangely for an olden-days warrior type of guy. "I always wondered what it would be like to talk to Robin. I'm Philip."

"I want you to let her out of there... now," Robin ordered hotly.

"Sorry," he said with a frown, "But I can't. If I did, my man would kill me. I'm trying to help her, though. We were just thinking of ways to get her out when you buzzed..."

"I don't care what your "man" will try to do to you," Robin said, sizzling. "Star is very important to us, and we want her back now. If you get her back to us, I swear we'll make sure you're safe from him."

"You don't get it," Philip said, sounding a little frightened. "He's really powerful now. He would find out in a second if I freed her. You can't get over here in a second. You don't even know where we are."

"And you had better tell me," Robin said.

To this Philip had no reply, but he was sweating fervishly. "I don't..." he started, but didn't know what to say. Luckily, Starfire smiled and gently took the communicator from him.

"Robin?" she asked quietly. "I do not know what was said in your talk, but he seems to be afraid. Please, Robin, he is doing what he can. You do not know him yet. He is not bad. I can see good in him."

"Starfire, I don't care how good he is inside right now." Robin shook his head, trying not to make it look like he was jealous. "He can free you, and he won't."

She sighed. She wished he were jealous, and she loved the tempting thought that he might be. But she wasn't the type to lead him on about her and Philip. "I don't trust Philip completely, either," she said quietly, so he wouldn't hear her. "But there is no one else who can help, and if you scare him off, what will we have left?"

He nodded. "I guess you're right," he admitted. "But I have a bad feeling about him, Star. Try to stay away from him."

She nodded, for she fully intended to. "I'm going to spend my captive time looking for a way out of here," she explained.

He smiled. "Don't worry, Star," he said coaxingly. "It'll turn out great. I promise." Just as she was warming up to this thought of being back in her purple room with Silky again soon, he said, "Would you put Philip on one last time?"

She nodded with a sigh. "Take care of Silky for me."

He smiled. "Of course," he said, rolling his eyes a little. "Bye, Star."

When Philip got back on, he said with a ferocious grin (too quietly to be heard by Starfire, of course), "What's wrong, Robin? Don't you want to tell me to stay away from your girl, or what?" He kept grinning, waiting for an answer.

Robin couldn't tell if he was serious or not, but even though Philip was laughing, he was extremely angry. Just then, Raven came on. "Not just him," she replied coldly. "We all do."

He laughed. "Chill, I was only joking. Star and I are just friends and always will be." But the gleam in his eye told Robin something more.

Read, people, and please review! I wrote both of those in the same day, okay? This is new but still REALLY COOL! Sneak peak of the next chapter:

"We don't have time to scan the whole area! This is Star. We need a brilliant plan. For her," Robin begged mournfully. "And me."