Jaksgirl: OK. TO all the Terra/Raven sympathysts, Serenity haters and grudge monkeys- This is for you. I know that I'm being rude to Terra, but re-read the dialogue! She hates me as well! Besides, people have problems with each other. The Titan's work together well, but they're not a well oiled machine. That, and she's EVIIILLL!!! With devil horns and mini-pitchfork! And about Raven, I don't hate Raven. I have no problem with her. Not at all. She's really, really cool!!!

To all the others who have no problem with how I write MY (yes, mine! MINEMINEMINEMINEMINE!!!!!) story- I thank you. I love your support, and I will finish this story. Eventually. It might take a while. A long while... Oh! And to the two people who want to hear Serenity's story, I'm just sayin' don't hold your breath. It's harder to write than this story. I'll say this though. It's all over a teacup.

(Serenity's POV)

I tried to move my head, but my neck hurt too much. I tried to lift my arms, but a heavy covering was holding them down. Panicking, my eyes snapped open. Looking straight into my face was Starfire.

"She wakes!" she shouted.

I could almost feel my ears cringing from the sound. Soon, the sounds of footsteps came to me and everyone was crowding around my field of vision. All but one. Beastboy was missing. Beastboy... cat... Libra Katt! My memory came back piecemeal. Apparently we had won, because I wasn't dead. But...

"Wh- where's Beast Boy?"

Terra took up stride. "He's in town. He's been hanging around there a lot. He said he was going to go pick up something for you." She hid the hate in her voice well. No one else must have picked it up, because no one's expressions registered it.

"Well.. ok." my head swam. "Oog."

"Perhaps you need more rest, friend Serenity." Starfire placed her hand on my shoulder before moving around to shoo everyone out.

After everyone had left, I turned on my side, and started out the huge window of my room. Fluffy clouds of white floated by, accented by rays of sunshine, punctuated by spell of shadow. Speaking of shadow, that's where my conscience was now. Dark, brooding thoughts filled my head. Flashes of the same person, Libra Katt. Flashes of that same sadistic smile. That hair that flashed like onyx in the sun, and those eyes behind the mask, glinting maniacally. I mentally cursed myself for getting caught so easily, and being defeated so thoroughly.

"You have been bestowed with the gift of the nine-tailed fox demon. Your powers rival that of the four gate guardians of Kyoto. You hold the whole of Japan in the palm of your hand."

Memories flooded my head, temporarily drowning out Libra Katt.

When I was seven, I went to be blessed by a Buddhist monk at our local temple, as was the custom for that age. I came a small child, but left a freak. I had been standing there, all dressed up in my little kimono while the monk waved the incense around my body and chanted. The next thing I know, I'm out cold on the floor, apparently from the fact that the Nine-tailed fox Demon decided to become a spirit and enter my body just because I was a good choice. 'You have been given a gift from God!' the monk told me. I didn't care. I was bitter. Without being able to control my powers, I had fully sprouted fox ears! My eyes looked like a fox's! I couldn't go back to school, or be with my friends, so what good was some meanie spirit in my body who just literally invaded my private space?! None, right then, but I was lucky to be out of school for a while. In a month, there was a shooting and a hostage crisis. It was a blessing in disguise...

But now, I thought of what use it is now. None. I can control the basic elements, and a little bit of lightning, which I had been working on for the past four years, and I still got my ass kicked.

"Don't blame me, Serenity, or even yourself."

I sighed. Occasionally, I could talk with the spirit of the other inside me. Apparently, he as now making the first move to speak. What do you want?

"Just don't blame us. We just got outplayed, outwitted and outsmarted by Libra Katt."

You sound like that Survivor schpiel. Outplay, Outwit, Outlast.

"But isn't that all life is?"

Listen, bub. Why don't you take your analogy and--

"Serenity?"

I sat up and looked over to the door. Beast Boy was standing in the door way, holding a plastic bag full of stuff. He smiled weakly, but it faded quickly.

"I-uh brought some stuff for you." He walked over and sat down on the end of my bed with the plastic bag. "Suu-Lin gave me this stuff for you. It has some snacks, and some other things in it too, like a care package from home." He grinned. I did too.

He opened up the bag and started to hand stuff out. It was mostly snacks from Mom's care package. There was Baby Star crunchy chicken flavored noodle snack, packs of Hi-Chew, and a few cans of UCC Green Tea to boot. Some other things were in there too, and a package of Mochi Chocolate Chocolate ice cream that Suu-Lin had bought on request from mom, and even a copy of the latest Shonen Sunday. I noticed some envelopes and fished them out of the bag. Letters. Mom, Dad, Grandmother and Grandfather, and even my siblings. Soon, the bag's contents were strewn over my bed, and I opened up a can of tea and a bag of crunchy noodles. Holding the bag out to Beast Boy, he got a disgusted look on his face. Comprehension dawned and I coughed, just about sending tea out my nose.

"S-sorry." i coughed. I set down the bag and picked up the ice cream for him. "Want some?"

He shook his head and felt his back pocket. "I--uh..."

"You okay?" I asked

He nodded and drew something out of his pocket. It was a rectangle of clean, white paper with writing on it. It said "Get well soon" in near perfect kanji.

"I made this. Suu-Lin taught me how."

I looked at it and pressed it to my chest. "Thank you." I sighed. "It's so nice."

I bit my lower lip and started to gather the food back in the bag. Beast Boy got the silent hint and helped me pack it all in, then left me alone. When he was gone, I swung my legs out of bed and walked over to my humungo window in my room. The glass was cool, and the clouds were passing by at a leisurely pace. I sighed, and took a nearby cushion to my trunk. I opened it up and grabbed my incense burner and Sandalwood cone, and set it down on the ground next to me. Lighting it with a little flame from my fingertip, I started fishing through my trunk, reveling in the things that I still had from home. My heart ached for it, and for Beast Boy. Two things I couldn't have. As the sun and my cone burned lower, I decided to go put the perishables in the fridge. I shared some of the food with everyone but when night came, I sat awake by my window, grasping the handmade "Get Well" card from Beast Boy.

So many things are going to go wrong, but why do they have to? I know life is unfair, but why can't it ever be unfair in my favor? Humph. The age old question.

I rolled my eyes and stared out over the bay, my thoughts drifting in and out like the tide.