Disclaimer: Isn't mine, people, don't sue me. Well, Teen Titans isn't mine. I do, however, own a lovely pair of socks. See: Shows all the nice people her pretty socks : They're red.
A/n: Hey there. Rory again. I for one am seriously on a typing spree. This is the fifth chapter of Sisters and I just finished typing the fourth. This is a very good thing. I will update sooner. Not that it matters.
This is the end. Yes, the end of short little "Sisters," which I wanted to finish in APRIL . . . You see how that goal went. (Sigh.) Oh, and there's a secret . . .
Sorry, no review answers, guys, but thanks all! (I'm in a hurry to post.)
How dare she?
How could she do this? The Titans are her friends! They're my friends! They opened their home and hearts to her, and she wants to betray them!
She wants me to help her.
It isn't fair. I betrayed them once, so she thinks I'll do it again? No. I wouldn't. I couldn't do that to my friends. They've already forgiven me again, accepted me three times. I want to be part of the Teen Titans now. I refuse. I won't help her. I won't hurt them again.
For once, I have a brother in Cyborg. The Titans are my family now. Nothing can ever change that.
Including my real sister.
Terra stared at her sister blankly. A look of complete and utter horror slowly spread across her face. "You want me to . . ."
"We must annihilate them, Tara," she said urgently. She was in her uniform, a brown tank top with a slashed gold 's' on it and shorts. "If we go now, we can set detonators in the Tower's sensitive areas and blow the place to the sky!" She had a look of relish on her face.
Just thinking about destruction made Terra's stomach flip. She'd seen too much to ever want to see it again. It hurt to hear about it. "Ana," she said slowly, changing her language to Markovian, "Why do you want to kill them?"
Her golden eyes hardened. "They make a mockery of our country," she said harshly. "Turning you to stone! How dare they? It is there fault you were hardened like that. They are to blame. Do not try to protect them, Tara. I know they hurt you. Look." A faint blue bruise was beginning to spread across her cheek where Slade had hit her before. She didn't know that being stone would slow the bruising. "They did that, didn't they?"
"No," she whispered. "They didn't."
Ana looked shocked.
"There's something I didn't tell you," she said softly. "I wasn't working for the Titans when I was turned to stone. I was working for someone else." She paused. "A man named Slade."
And so she began the story.
"Raven?"
The girl looked up from her book. For some reason, Terra was standing in the doorway. She looked terrible, like she'd been crying. Her face was puffy and red, tear-tracks glistening on her face. Her clothes were rumpled, just pajamas, even though it was nearly noon. She wanted to sigh rudely, but something told her not to. "What's wrong?"
She gulped audibly. "I just told Sierra the story. About Slade."
Raven's eyebrows shot up and she moved to her bed. Why was Terra telling her this? "What – why?"
"Ana wanted to – to destroy the Titans," she said, falling on her knees. She covered her face and burst into tears. "It's not fair," she choked between sobs. "I-I wanted her to be my-my best friend. But she w-wanted to hurt you."
Having been a Titan for so long, Raven took life threats rather seriously. "Where did she go?" she asked, voice full of concern.
"She's still here," Terra said. "She wanted to talk to Cyborg."
She's still my sister.
Even though she wanted to kill us, even though we are as different as earth and sky, we are sisters.
Whatever happens, where ever we go, no matter what we fight, no matter if we fight, we are sisters. We are sisters, and always will be.
She understands now. She knows that it's not her fault, not mine, not the Titans'. I told her that it's Slade's fault, that he exploited me and beat me, leaving me to die. Now, she wants him dead.
Let the Slade hunt begin.
A/n: So there. I'm done. The end of "Sisters." I hope it's not a disappointment. The sequal is called "Thicker Than Water," dealing with another sibling set. (This is the beginning of a series called "Apprentices" and is long and ongoing for, um, a long time? At least a year.)
EXCERPT FROM THICKER THAN WATER:
"Konnichiwa."
"Huh?"
"Hablo Espanol?"
"What?"
"Bonjour?"
"Dude, will you speak in ENGLISH?"
"Ohhhhh, you speak English!"
In case you have no idea what that was about . . . Good! You're not supposed to! But you do want to find out, right? Stay tuned for the sequal!
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