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Chapter 4 – Ineffective

Starfire's Point Of View

I had made my decision. I would leave. There was no way on Earth I would be more of a burden to the Titans.

It was over, no matter how much I disliked it. I had made myself become unhappy, futile, complete and utter worthlessness, there wasn't any way that Robin could have feelings for me now.

I wandered around the streets of Jump City, but it suddenly dawned on me. I was an alien on a foreign planet, how could I cope without my friends? That was my place to live. I had no money either, I couldn't buy food, and I'd left all my belongings back at the tower.

It was coming dark now, and the snow fell harder, I was so cold. I hadn't stopped to think I would need more clothing.

I had nothing.

I used to have everything.

I used to have a home, friends, food, and protection… Robin.

Now, I had none of those things.

My candle had burnt out.

Jump City. It wasn't the same come nighttime. It was full of youths and drunken men coming and going past the hiding spot I had took refuge.

My breath was swirls of mist and my tears had frozen down the journey of my cheek.

Was this dying?

Was I dying on the inside?

I needed to get to Tameran. I needed to see a friendly face. One familiar and warm. But it would be impossible to get to Tameran. I don't have any transport or money for transport, and I couldn't fly.

This life was ineffective.

"You," I heard a raspy voice say, I turned to see a man, he looked about mid-forties.

"Come with me," he said to me.

"No," I squeaked, nervously.

"I won't hurt you," he held out his hand, beckoning me.

"No," I repeated, but he only moved closer.

"Hey!" I heard another male voice shout.

We both turned to see a boy, around my age standing beside us.

"Clear off, idiot," the boy said in my defence.

"Now, now boy," the man said.

"I said now!" the boy shouted kicking the man in the shin. He doubled over in pain.

"Come on," the boy grabbed my hand and pulled me away from where I sat on the ground. We ran.

We stopped for breath in a part of Jump City I'd never seen before.

"You crazy, doll? Why you sittin' there all alone?" he asked me.

"I… I don't have anywhere else to go," I cried.

"Huh? You got no home?" he asked.

"No, I ran." I explained.

"Yeah? Me too," he said.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Morgan, you?" he asked.

"Starfire," I replied, holding out my hand in greeting.

He shook it.

"Pleased to meet'cha," he said smiling.

"Yes," I smiled back.

"So," he said, as we sat on a park bench.

"What'chu on the run for?" he asked.

"I… I am in love." I said.

"So you ran away? What for?" He asked, surprised.

"I don't think he could ever love me back," I replied, sadly.

"Woah, doll, how he can resist a cracker like you, he must be crazy," Morgan joked. I laughed, though I didn't find it amusing.

"I, I got depressed, so now, I can't help my friends," I explained further.

"Oh, yeah, you're that girl from the superhero dudes all the way across town aren't'cha?" he said realising who I was.

"Yes," I nodded my head.

"You're that alien girl who shoots them things, I've seen ya, you can fly an all, woah, you're really something, how comes ya can't help em' anymore?" he said.

"I… I can't really let you in on those secrets," I said.

"Come on, ya can tall me, I won't tell nobody," he put his hand on his heart.

"Well, to fly and shoot starbolts, you need happiness and confidence and I seem to have lost these qualities," I replied miserably.

"Because you're in love?" he asked.

"Precisely." I added.

"Well, doll, I'm afraid I can't help ya, I ain't so good with happiness and confidence myself," he sighed.

"What about you, Morgan?" I asked, "Why are you on the run?"

"Dad's a gangster, he an mom got killed, burnt to death, hafta run away, they'll get me," he mumbled.

"I'm so sorry," I said earnestly.

"No worries, it was years ago," Morgan said.

We sat in silence, in the snow; a small snowflake landed on my eyelash, Morgan took his finger and wiped it off.

I turned my head; I couldn't do this with him, not when my heart pined for Robin.

"I'm sorry," he said, noticing my reaction.

"I shouldn't have,"

I just nodded.

"Well, doll, we can't just sit here in the cold all night ya know," he said, standing up.

"Where, where do you sleep, Morgan?" I asked him.

"The old church, it's a weird religion, been studying it while I've been there actually, not much to do when in hiding, nobody goes into that church anymore, so I figured I could stay there for a while, they have loads of books, so I been reading em all, quite interesting really," he said.

"Oh," I replied.

"You're welcome to come, doll," he told me.

"Really?" I asked him.

"Well, you're not spending your night in the snow," he said.

For the moment, I was thankful.