Vic and Jinx did just what they said they would, talk. They talked about how much they missed each other since they first learned more about each other at the old H.I.V.E. academy. They talked about their feelings for each other. They sat through the night conversing with each other until they accepted the truth. They loved each other. Their relationship was rekindled that night.

All the while, Garfield Logan slept in Vic's car. But to him, it was better than the homeless shelter. That place made him feel shameful. He was a young actor and he had no money, no food, and no place to stay. He'd rather live on the streets than beg for someone to put a roof over his head. That made him feel worthless. The only way he would stay somewhere, was if they asked him. That's how it was with the shelter, and that's how it would be in the future to come.

Two years pasted. Vic and Jinx were married. Gar had nowhere to stay and his acting career wasn't working out so well. The "happy couple," as he called them, asked him to stay. However, always felt depressed when he saw them together. The sight of seeing a man and woman constantly showing each other affection was too much. When Jinx found out she was pregnant, he decided it was time for him to leave. They protested, saying he "wouldn't be a bother and he didn't have to go" but he made up his mind. He left Jump City, the city that held too many memories of pain and heart ache. He struck out on his own and headed towards San Francisco.

"Maybe I'll find work there... I know I won't find love... she's probably moved on…both of them..." he said to himself as he hitch hiked in animal form. "They can't say anything to a humming bird," he thought.

A few days later, Gar had finally made it to the city by the bay. He flew as a seagull across the water, just below the Golden Gate Bridge. The sun was barely in the sky as he flew over the shoreline and over the city. As he landed, the sun's rays hit his pale green face and for the first time in a long while, he was… happy.

He checked his wallet to see how much money he had. "Enough fore a granola bar and a bottle of water.." He sighed and put it back in his back pocket before going into an twenty-four hour health food store and purchasing the only "meal" he had had since he left Jump City.

"Hey man," the cashier began, "you wanna free fortune cookie?"

Gar shrugged his shoulders. "Sure dude." He took the cookie, cracked it and read the message as he ate. After reading it he handed it back to the cashier shaking his head.

"Something wrong?"

"Yeah… give that to it's rightful owner…" The green man said.

"Why? It's your fortune, dude..."

He shook his green head. "No.. It isn't.." He walked out, eating his granola bar.

The cashier looked at the message. It read "You'll find true happiness soon"

Gar walked the streets of the city he would be staying in. "Where am I gonna go?.." he thought. Suddenly he caught a with of two familiar scents. The scents that belong to two individuals he thought he'd never see again. "i-It can't be…" he said as he sniffed once more "but.. it is!" he reached into his shirt and pulled out his charms and held them. "I commin', just you wait" he said with a smile.

A mile away in a rather expensive apartment, a young Gothic woman was slumbering, still a bit tired from the night of passion she experienced with her lover. Her appearance was different from what it used to be. She had let her hair grow out longer than she would have had it in her teens and a tattoo was on her lower back. The sunlight from the sun poured in the room as her girlfriend opened the curtains. Some of the light reflected off of the crimson charka on the girls forehead.

"Raven? Honey, wake up. You're gonna be late for work." Kori called to her partner. The sun giving her orange skin a golden glow.

Raven groaned as she got out of bed. "Kori, I'm an author. I can work at anytime.."

"Yes but it is good to start the day early" she told her as she lightly kissed her.

Five years after the west Titans broke up, Starfire , the Princess Koriand'r or Kori Anders, and Raven Roth were a happy couple living in San Francisco (kinda cliché, huh?) After the break up, they discovered that they each had three loves. Rich, Gar, and each other. Since the men were out of the equation, they explored a relationship with each other. They loved each other deeply and they were happy, but something always seemed amiss.

Raven had become a somewhat successful author in the area. She wrote serious fiction as well as her history with the Teen Titans and was currently writing a book on a "love square." She thought it was fitting, seeing how it was how she and Kori were before the team disbanded.

All the while, in Bludhaven, a city more full of crime and filth than Gotham, it's blue and black clad protector watched the streets. The man's eye length ebony hair blew in the wind as he kept his masked eyes watching for anything suspicious. A blue bird was on his black body suit. It reminded him of a time when he went by a bird name.. Robin. Times had changed. He was no longer the apprentice of the Dark Knight, Batman, and was apart of a new team. A team that seamed to be barely together at all. Nothing like the one he had been apart of and led years ago. This man is Richard "Dick" Grayson, Nightwing.

He was a full time protector. No rest besides sleep from complete exhaustion. He was a police officer by day and the masked crusader at night. His only true friend was his leader, Arsenal, whose first team disbanded after Nightwing's. They were members of the Outsiders. Nightwing thought it was a fitting name. No one had a rightful place. He felt that he belonged back with the four friends he left. He wish he was with them now on this cold night and he wished he hadn't acted the way he did towards his former green friend. Another regret was the fact that he could have asked out either girl but he never had the courage or he thought it would get to personal. He gave a scoff at the thought. Everything they did was personal. They lived together, ate together, and fought together. However there was always that one fight he wish he never had. He caused it and broke up the Teen Titans.

"Beast Boy was unstable.. he went through too much… I don't know if he's even alive anymore… I'm so sorry Gar…" His thoughts were like this now. Thoughts of death and pain replaced the ones he once had for love and happiness. Happiness with either the kind, sweet, and strong willed princess of another world or the dark, caring, determined daughter of a demon. He had no one. He, like Gar, had pretty much given up hope.

" My life has one purpose… protecting others…" In every face he saved, he saw his friends. In a way , he was still with them through that.

As the extended night of the polluted city gave way to a new day, Nightwing turned and headed for his apartment. There wasn't a need for him now. Most of the crime was at night, during his favorite time.

As he ran across the roof top to his home, it appeared he was fleeing from the light and excepting only darkness. In fact, he already had. He was completely selfless but completely miserable. It would be the same thing for him; going home to greet no one. Going to bed with no one beside him then later waking up with no one. His life was nothing but darkness; no light in it. Only dark despair, like Gar had experienced. Two figures have switched once more. One of light to dark; one of dark to light.

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