Well, here goes Chapter Two! Blah, things will still be kinda slow, but trust me, they'll start speeding up. I know, everything is kinda focussing on Keena and not the titans right now, but that will all change. Just trying to shine some light on her character. But just keep reading guys, and please review!

Again, I do NOT own the Teen Titans. I do, however, own Keena (aka La Zorra) and her five dogs.

BTW, if you ever here me refer to Keena as "Vira" then that is a big uh-oh and I'd like it pointed out so I can correct it. Before she was "Keena" I called her "Vira" but I like Keena alot better. So wh00t!

Chapter Two : No Hero

It seemed like Keena waited on that roof top forever. She sat on the very edge, her body huddled to the brick, her tail twitching nervously. Her breathing was quick and tense, and blood flowed freely from her front right leg; Robin's bird-a-rang had found its mark. The police and the titans scowered the area for every last detail, but failed find her. Upon witching hour, they left, and Keena thanked the heavens. The heat was unbearable, especially at her current location. She got to her feet, weary from dehydration and blood loss, but managed. She trotted towards the fire escape, so rusted and decrepeted that only a nimble fox could possibley manuever its way to the concrete below.

Keena hastened blindly through the city streets, her tounge lolling out of her mouth in a shallow pant. Her eyes squinted and her ears drooped considerably. Water. She wanted water. But first she must find her dogs. She lowered her white-tipped muzzle to the ground, inhaling the scents that littered it. She then lifted it to the sky, and tried to catch what little infromation she could find in the breeze. Nothing. She had no idea where her pack was. Great.

She continued moving down the nearly deserted side walk. Every time she noticed a person she would dive under a car or bush or dart down an ally. There's no telling what a passerby would do if they saw an injured red fox trotting down a side of the street in the big city.

A puddle shimmered out of the corned of Keena's bright green eyes. Her ears, like thorns of a rose, perked sharply but she told herself no. Who knows what chemicals and rubbage was in that water. She quickened her pace and continued down her path, sniffing the air and floor occationally, trying to find the smell of her sighthounds.

An hour later she came across a fountain, and finally knew where she was. She placed her paws on the side of the monument and lapped the refreshing liquid. It was cold and clean and cooled her dry throat and spirit. Green smoke dispersed into the heated air, and a young lady sat at the fountain's edge. She undid her bandana as she watched her reflection. Loose waves of golden brown fell into her face, but she didn't care. She soaked the rag in the water and pressed it against her wound. The bleeding had stopped earlier, but the pain was still fresh. She gritted her teeth but other than that, showed no sign of the agony inside her. She dipped the rag back into the water and wiped it over her face. Relief.

As she squoze the bandana dry, she stood up and looked around. Yes, now she knew where she was. A member of a friendly gang lived just a block away. Knowing her hounds, they probably returned to his house. She took one last gulp of water, and started in the direction of her temporary home.

"No, no, NO!"

The green boy screamed in anguish. He jumped up and down and slammed a black object to the floor.

"BOO-YAH!" echoed Cyborg's voice. He held a black video game controller high above his head like a trophy.

"That's not fair. You always win. It must be a glitch or something," Beast Boy sunk deep into the couch, pouting.

"Your brain must have a glitch!" snapped Cyborg.

Raven dared not to look away from her book, but she narrowed her eyes and held the pages further from her face. "Could you two keep-."

"My brain! MY BRAIN!"

"Did I st-st-stutter?"

"It's YOUR stupid game!"

Raven swallowed hard and rapped the cover of the book with her fingers. Just block them out, you can't hear them, they don't exist…

"No, its YOUR skills! Oh wait, you don't have any!"

"I do too! They're just not made for dumb games like this!"

"Dumb? I spent hours on this game!"

"It shows!"

Raven's hands trembled until she couldn't take anymore. She muttered those three famous words and sent the two boys into the ceiling, then back into the couch. She smiled, satisfied, and turned to the next page of her book, relishing the silence of the room.

"Guys, check this out," said Robin, bursting into the room. Starfire was close behind him, carrying a few papers.

"That didn't last long," Raven mumbled inaudibilly.

Robin merely lifted an eyebrow at the tormented figures on the couch and took a paper from the red headed girl beside him.

"Infromation on la Zorra," he said as he gave the paper to Raven. He continued to hand out the rest.

"We lost her today, but we will get her later. She'll probably strike again before tomorrow morning. Then we'll catch her. The west coast is a new target for her. She normally attacks the American East coast and the Florida Keys and on islands in the Caribbean Sea. She's been spotted in South America and West Africa, though."

"What are her usual crimes?" asked Raven.

"Quite strange, actually," said Robin, who looked at Starfire. She nodded and handed him another paper. He continued, "She started out rough, but now she seems to carry out 'noble crimes' and that sort of thing. Stealing from the rich to give to the poor, and fighting against cruel leaders, and… apparently, she let some zoo animals free."

Beast Boy looked over the paper he was given. In all fairness, she did not sound like a really evil criminal. But he could never tell Robin that. Robin had already revealed his fury towards her. He was too tenacious for his own good. He would not be defeated, and although the fox had gotten away this time, she wouldn't get far without him back on her heels again.

"You recognize the type of dogs she has, right, B.B.?"

"Yeah, I knew it the first time I saw them. Rhodesian Ridgebacks."

"I guessed you would know. Anyways, she has connections in this area, so I wouldn't be surprised if she's staying with a friend, or a friend of a friend. We might have to turn this city upside down, but we'll catch her."

"Why do these people call her a hero?" asked Starfire innocently. Robin faced her but didn't know how to explain without making Keena look like a good person.

"She… did some good deeds, I guess you could say. But that does not make her a hero."

"Robin, I don't know about this. This is controversial territory," Raven said as she set the piece of paper on the couch.

"It's not my place to judge her. All I know is that she stole government property and needs to be punished, just like any other criminal."

Keena's fist knocked on the wooden door before her several times, and she tapped her foot impatiently. A loud whining sound emerged from the other side of the barrier, and soon there was scratching, barking, and howling. She smiled warmly. Her dogs had made it, after all.

Before long, the door opened and all five dogs swarmed around her. Keena bent down and pet them and hugged them. They cried and licked at her hands in such a loving way. She ran her hands over their smiling faces and wiggling bodies. Then she turned to the figure before her, a latin boy just a year older than she.

"Little Zorra?" he asked, a heavy Hispanic accent in his voice.

"Miguel!" she cried, and threw her arms around his neck. He laughed and hugged her back.

"You made it!" he said happily, but frowned when he saw the cut on her arm.

"I'm fine," she said as she pushed past him and entered the small house, the dogs at her side. She flung herself on the couch as her friend brought over bandages and antiseptics.

"You destroyed that… stone then?" he asked as he covered her wound with a clear cream and wrapped gauze around it.

Keena nodded. "It's gone. We don't have to worry about being blown up."

Miguel laughed and secured the bandages. "Are you hungry?"

"Just bring me some chips and a drink," Keena melted into the cushins and turned on the TV. The dogs lept onto the couch and soon she was covered in a living blanket of brown fur. "Oh, Zimmer," she said as she held the smallest dog's head in her hands, "Your mama almost got her butt kicked today. Those damn titans."

"You have to leave soon," said Miguel as he returned. He handed her the bag of chips and a bottle of clear soda, the pushed some dogs aside and sat on the couch, gazing at the TV.

"I'll leave soon enough. The heat has to die down on the islands before I can return. They probably have a whole army out there looking for me."

"And you think its safer here?"

"Well… I don't know. But its different here. That's for sure."

End of chapter two! Yay! Now, she might seem like a "good" guy now... but you just wait... you just wait... cackles insanely