Disclaimer: I own absolutely positively nothing. At all. In this story, that is. I do own socks . . . but those aren't in this story, so I'll ignore that for a while, okay?

A/n: Yeah. Okay. Um. This took me a good amount of time to write, and it's actually pretty short. Only three pages on Word before adding author's notes, but that's okay. Anyways. I'm going to answer reviews now . . .

Sonic1: Yeah. Families . . .

Magpie's Lament: Ah. Yeah. Terra. Eww. This was fun to write because she's really out of character, so yeah. And a decent amount of BB/Rae.

RaidersruleXI: YES HE IS! ROBIN can't lead! Seriously. And Imust finish this . . .

Queen-of-Azarath: Ooh, thanks a lot! I can't, not until April, because Sisters is a rush job. It willhave BB/Rae in it, just not with them making out or anything. Just subtle stuff. And there'll be a bit of Terra bashing next chap, just in case . . .

shadowedstar213: Thanks . . . I know I curse a lot. That's really spooky . . . I'm sorry to say I'm kind of a Terra basher. I'm trying to break the habit!

On with the plot!


They did this.

It's their fault that my sister – my sister – was a rock. Stone. Making a mockery of what our family was, how great we were.

I hate them.

If they hadn't hurt her – If they had been kinder – If they would have paid attention to her needs. Bu they didn't. They just treated her like dirt. They drove her to insanity, and she saved them. But she sacrificed herself for them, and they never realized how important that sacrifice was. Allowing her powers to take her over so that she became what she controlled? That was a sacrifice she made that they weren't worth.

I, Anastasia Moira Markov, will destroy the Teen Titans if it is the last thing I ever do.


"Oh, Tara, I'm sorry," Ana said. "I swear no one will hurt you, ever. Not again."

The two girls started to talk very quickly to each other. The others just stood there, feeling quite awkward. "Uh, should we do something?" Cyborg asked BB.

"No-o," said Beast Boy slowly. "We'll just – wait."

Indeed, a few minutes later, they were coming over to the Titans' spot. "Guys," said Terra excitedly, "This is my sister!"

"Half-sister," Ana corrected in her oddly accented voice.

Terra waved it away as though it weren't important. "Anyways, guys, she's just like me!" This did not seem to comfort Raven, Beast Boy, or Cyborg. "She controls rocks, too, it's something we got from our dad."

Robin looked very interested. "So – any chance she'll join the team?"

Cyborg promptly whacked him across the back of the head. "I told you, I'm callin' the shots now, Hair-Gel-Head," he told the basically whimpering boy. "You don't have the respect needed to lead this team. So, Ana," he commented, "Have you been in the States long?"

She shifted uncomfortably. "Oh, no," she said. "I have only just learned English. This is very new to me. I've only been here for a short while."

He looked wary. "Are you planning on staying as part of the Teen Titans?"

"I . . . suppose so," she replied. "If Tara wishes to remain, then I will stay with her always."

Terra gave her sister another tight squeeze. "See, Ana," she said. "You'll love it here."


That training never prepared me for this.

No. Why didn't they cover this? They said they'd cover everything! They lied. Come on! This is important! I deserve to know this! My sister deserves the training! Those stupid American freaks! I should have just gone to Russia or Italy instead. They are thorough there, especially Italy.

I still hate them! Tara wants me to stay. This gives me the perfect opportunity – but, but my plan. It's ruined. I cannot study with that teacher – or those others.

But . . .

This is for Tara. We will have our revenge.


The blonde girl shifted, thinking. "Sure," she said uncertainly. "I . . . guess so." Raven stared at her, as though unable to believe her eyes.

Robin smiled. "Great! We can put you in Terra's . . . room . . ." He trailed off. Cy shot him a rather evil, commanding look. He gulped and gave the new leader an inquiring glance and received an approving one in return. "Terra, is it okay to have you and your sister in the same room?"

"Of course!" Terra gushed. It was rather sickening. "She's my sister! She has to stay with me! Duh!" She perkily hugged Ana. Raven looked ready to barf. (Coincidentally, so does fourthelement.)

The Titans were making their way back to the Tower. Once there, Robin, Cyborg, Ana, Terra, and Starfire went up to the spare room to get it ready for their new occupants. Raven held Beast Boy back.

"We can't trust her," she told him bluntly.

He gave her a suspicious look, ready to brush it off, but remembered what she thought about Terra. "Why not?"

Raven looked at him, straight in the eye, something she hadn't done before. "Didn't you hear her English? It was like she'd grown up an American."

Beast Boy didn't get it. "So what? Both of us talk like that, you know, with the American accent. You grew up on Azarath, and I lived in Africa."

She gave him the same look. "She was speaking with a Russian accent before." When he still didn't understand, she sighed. "She was faking her accent, Beast Boy. She was lying."