Hello, and welcome to the third chappie of "Forgotten Memory" I now know that the title is going to change. Just not until the fifth chapter. (Yes, I have gotten that far, but the title won't make sense until then!) I have a lot of time on my hands, so I'm trying to update quickly and I decided to just kick my sister off the computer. It's a lot easier than being nice. I'm officially in the Christmas spirit now. We have almost 2 feet of snow, and my mom finally decided to buy a snow-blower so we wouldn't have to shovel. A long drive-way and almost 2 feet of snow is not a good combo. And I will stop rambling and let you continue reading what you actually want to read!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. But I do (italics are spiffy) own Karigan, and her dead mom, and her house, and her powers and Jake when he was younger! :-P

Sly-dan did you change your username? If so, don't scare me like that! I thought I had gotten your name wrong or something…and if I did, well here it is right.

Fourthelement: thank you, that's kinda what I hoped it would be!

Forgotten Memory

Chapter 3: Slade

Karigan sighed. That had been the longest she had ever stayed by the lake. BY the time the sun had set, it was 7:30. She sat there for another two and a half hours, mulling things over. If that robot meant what she thought it meant, then he had found her. Karigan wasn't sure how Jake did it, but finding her couldn't have been a walk in the park. Andrea and herself had moved three hours from their old home to Jump City. Right now, all Karigan knew was that Jake's machine had killed her mom, and that pissed her off. A lot.

If you had known Karigan as a child, she got angered very easily. When she was scared, that feeling would turn into anger. And when she became sad, that also on occiasion turned to anger. But when you made her just mad, that escalated to plain pissed. Then she would try to take revenge on whoever made her feel that way.

Karigan had, by now, learned to control her anger, but now she couldn't. Son of a chikn, she muttered in her head. Her watch beeped 10:45 just as she pulled into the driveway. Karigan's stomach grumbled loudly; she hadn't realized how hungry she was. So she strode into the kitchen where the back door had been put back in its frame. The famished girl opened up the refrigerator, and after some looking, found suitable ingredients to make a sandwich.

While preparing her extremely late dinner, Karigan stuck a cup of water in the microwave to make some tea. When everything was ready, she went to settle down on the couch, but remembered she didn't have a couch anymore, and that there was a large, gaping hole in the wall also. So instead, she sat on one of the recliners facing where the couch had been. Surprisingly enough, Karigan wasn't as tired as she should be. Her sandwich was quickly devoured and her tea gulped down. The light across the road shone on the blue tarp, casting the living room and everything in it in a cerulean glow. Karigan sighed and stood up. On her way to the kitchen she stopped and looked into the mirror on the wall.

"Boy, am I a sight to see." She murmured softly. Behind her, some lamplight had snuck through without becoming blue and made something behind her gleam. What is that? Metal? As an answer to her question, the wind gusted the tarp and enough light streamed through that she could see the outline of a tall, broad-shouldered, and heavily protected figure. Karigan gasped and tried to scream as a gloved hand covered her mouth.

"Yes, you are." The intruder whispered. He then jerked Karigan around so they were facing and pushed her up against the wall. The mans face was hidden by a mask that was half in black, half in orange. On the orange side, a mysterious, grey eye bore into her soul. That eye, it's so familiar. She still struggled, but could not be freed from his iron grip. Her heart had been pounding in fear, but now it thudded with a new feeling; anger.

"My, I have waited a long time for this moment," He purred into her ear, "Two years to be exact." Karigan's eyes widened in understanding and shock. She desperetly tried to find something to hit him with using her free hand.

The man chuckled, "Ah, I see you remember me." Her hand felt something; the phone. Karigan grasped it in her hand tightly, preparing to strike. The angry teenager's eyes narrowed maliciously; then she raised the phone and whacked him hard on the back of the head. Jake (AN: yes, the intruder is Jake, but who else is he? Ill give you a cookie if you guess right…) released her and let out a howl of pain followed by a string of curses. Quick as a cat, Karigan jumped to the side and gave him a good kick in the back of the knees. Jake grunted as his knees buckled and he fell to the floor. Finally, Karigan thought smirking, my classes paid off. Karigan slowly took a step back, unsure of what to do next. But Jake knew. She had surprised him twice, but not again. He slowly moved into a crouching position and whipped around with his right leg stuck out. He would've tripped her, had she been there. "Damn." He cursed softly. Jake then stood up and turned to his right, only to be met with Karigan's left cross. The blow did what she had intended it to do; knock his mask off.

"Very good, Karigan." Jake praised quietly. Same silky voice, but instead it's now ticking me off.

"You really think so? Well that's good, I've been taking self-defense and Judo classes since I was five." Karigan retorted icily. "Look, I don't know what the hell you want, you killed my mother, and practically ruined my life, but whatever it is, it ain't gonna happen." She added hotly. Jake just stood there smirking as if there was no tomorrow.

"Now I'm disappointed in you, Karigan. I told you once that I wanted you, and that I would get you anyway possible. Well, I meant anyway possible."

Meanwhile, at Titan's Tower.

Everyone but Robin had fallen asleep. The only thing that usually kept him up was Slade, but now it was the person who had brought him to his attention again. Her image consumed his mind, her voice danced in his memory. Then logic would set in and the Boy Wonder would realize he had only met this girl once, and he couldn't possibly have a thing for her. So instead, Robin tried focusing on Slade, but then that would just lead him back to Karigan. He couldn't help himself. The mere thought of her made his heart pound. Her presence in his mind spread like a disease, engrossing his head and his heart. Robin shook his head in disbelief. He wasn't one to fall head over heels for someone, that would be Beast Boy.

But Robin was the Titan's leader, and they had one job at the moment; catch Slade. They could go from there when they did. Robin didn't try and sleep, he needed to work on what—BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Lights on the ceiling flashed red in alert. In record time, all of the Titans were down around Robin, who had darted to the computer to see who was attacking. "Slade." was all he had to say. And they quickly headed for 211 West 10th Street.

AN: yeah, I know its short, but…well, no buts, its just short. I hope you enjoyed it, and please review, it makes me jump for joy and hit my knee on the desk. (im slowly becoming immune to it, the bruise will never go away now…) and now heres your little excerpt from chappio numero fouro!

"Bastard!" Karigan screamed, "You even had the nerve to come back here after what you did to me!" OoO who is she screaming at? Hmm? Any thoughts? Well enjoy that, and until next time!