Stars in the Dark: Chapter Four

Disclaimer: I don't like writing disclaimers but if I don't I might be indirectly responsible for the payment of a corporate lawyer. So I don't own Teen Titans, or the Game World of Warcraft… well actually I do own a copy of that game but I don't own the company (Evil corporate Lawyers, grrrr).

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When Legaj finally awoke his first priority was to make sure that he was not split into the long, amorphous string of particles known, informally, as "smithereens." Having accomplished that and confirmed that he was in fact in one piece he attempted to move, starting with his right arm. He passed out again. When he woke back up about five minuets later Bright-Lance said, "don't try and move your right arm, it's broken."

"No shit!" said Legaj sarcastically.

He opened his eyes and looked around at his surroundings. He was apparently in a hospital room judging by the large bio-monitors. As well as the presence of what he called a "ping machine." Which was a medical instrument, that is always present, but no one can ever quite tell why. The room was fairly Spartan, although it was also high tech, many of the monitors were built into the walls and all had a distinct "Sci-fi" feel to them. He was laying on a hard metal table, which was build into the wall; he was connected to the monitor at the head of his bed by a few wires attached to his skin. The room was devoid of any other sentient beings.

He grabbed the wires attaching him to the bed and pulled them off. "That ought to bring someone running," he thought. He then picked himself up from the bed, careful not to move his right arm, which was bandaged. And walked around the room attempting to get a handle for his surroundings. He found his way to a small bedside table, which had all the things he had been carrying on him at the time of his initial knockout, apart from the Acinace Vitae (the name of his gun, translated into Latin which is the closest thing humans have to old Carcian) and Bright-Lance's two swords. He picked up the belt and put it on, followed by all the things that he carried on it.

Just then the door at the far end (which is not saying much because of the size of the room) opened and Cyborg burst through looking aggravated. After seeing Legaj walking around quite normally, he leaned on the wall in what could only be construed as relief. "You really should be in bed you know, that break was pretty bad."

"I'm fine thank you, it only broke in one place. As long as I don't move it I will be fine, it should heal over in a couple of days."

"You sure…"

"Yes, how are YOU by the way? You took a mace to the chin, that could not have been very pleasant."

"I'm fine. You're the one to be worried about, a broken arm is much worse than any injury to the chin." Just as he finished that sentence the door opened again and Star Fire rushed through, literally, to the empathic Legaj, spewing anxiety. She sounded positively terrified at the thought that Legaj might be dead (which was odd since she didn't even know his name as of yet). "What is wrong, why did the colorful lines stop going up and down!" she said in a loud, excited voice. When she saw Legaj standing out of bed she looked confused for a second before she figured out what had happened and gave a sigh of relief as well.

Robin, Beast Boy, and Raven followed her through the door in that order. "A Tameranian, shape shifter, Human, Cyborg, and Half-Demon. All in one room." Legaj thought to himself. "I sure hit the jack pot of diversity." His eyes moved to the place where the shadow orb had hit Star. The wound had largely healed over by now, leaving only a bazaar looking scar which would most likely go away soon as well.

"So," said Robin, "our guest has finally woken up."

"Legaj Reen, not so humbly at your service." Legaj said with a bow and a grin. He rose to a standing height before shifting to Bright Lance. "Bright Lance Hior, I share this body with Legaj." Said Bright Lance, before giving the body back to Legaj.

Star Fire, immediately after Legaj had concluded introductions went through the same list she went through whenever she met someone new. You know: where are you from, what's your favorite color, favorite animal, the list goes on. She had apparently added a few new questions since she met Terra just over a year ago. However she concluded with the same thing she always concluded with. "Will you be my friend?"

Legaj looked rather stunned, he had met Tameranians before but this one took the cake in terms of both straightforwardness and energy. "Uhm, the two questions I managed to salvage from the wreckage of a sentence are: 'Where are you from,' and 'Will you be my friend.' I'll answer them in order. First off: I am from a planet called Carcia, you may have heard of it but I doubt your friends have. Second: I have never met a Tameranian I didn't like… save for Blackfire and a few politicians."

It was Star's turn to look stunned. For two reasons, one: he knew Blackfire. Two: he was Carcian. She decided to cope with the less stunning fact first. "How do you know my sister?" She asked with a tilted head.

"One of my first assignments in the Keeper ranks was patrolling the Yathin - Sarethi Trade routs. That little Scheths Dagrithish is a damn good pilot." He said. Then he realized that this Tameranian had said my sister. "Wait… your sister? That would make you… Holy crap I'm talking to the second in line for control of an entire planet!"

Star blushed, "Please, I gave up the throne in favor of returning here to be with my friends…"

"Really? Well that certainly says something for your friends!" He looked them over starting with Raven. "Friends with a half demon Goth eh…?" He thought. Next came Beast Boy. "Not many thoughts coming from that one…" Then Cyborg. "Wonder what happened to him?" And finally Robin. "Well, Well, Well! I've been saved by the Teen Titans then! Ha, imagine the irony! I was intending to enlist their help in the demon hunt, and I end up attacking one of their members! Oh that's rich." Mirroring his thoughts Legaj Burst into laughter. "Well then I recognize you, Mr. apprentice-to-the-batman! That would make her," he pointed to Star, "Star fire. He must be Beast Boy, This one is Cyborg, and she…" he paused at Raven, "must be Raven… I had no Idea you were a Half-Demon. Sorry about attacking you." Raven responded by narrowing her eyes. "Testy aren't we!" He laughed again.

"Right, now you tell us who YOU are." Said Robin who also looked suspicious.

"I did! Legaj Reen and Bright-Lance Hior!" Robin opened his mouth to say something but Legaj interrupted him. "Though I assume you want to know where I came from, why I'm here, what my shoe size is…" He grinned again. Robin still looked suspicious, Beast Boy laughed, Raven looked disgusted, Cyborg smiled, and Starfire was confused. "I do not understand… why would ones shoe size be necessary information at an interrogation?" She asked in her I'm-a-very-confused-Tamerainian voice.

'It was a joke princes." Legaj responded.

"Great that makes two people who act like a moron that I know… and one of them tried to kill me!" Raven sighed.

"KILL you! Oh hell no! I would have confirmed that you were a full demon and evil before I did that! I'm no Hunter! I'm a Keeper, theirs a difference. Hunters are religious fanatics who kill anyone who is remotely connected with the Blood Lords. The Keepers are a group with no religious ties who try to destroy those who further the cause of the Blood Lords coming into this realm. Kind of like the difference between the Scarlet Crusade and Argent Dawn from the game World of Warcraft." Yay for obscure references :).

"You're getting off track. Tell us where you came from and why you're here." Robin said, it was not a request.

"Ya, Ya I'm getting to it! Right, I think I already motioned that I'm from Carcia, it's a planet orbiting a average size star about 20 Light years that way." He pointed in a direction that Bright-Lance highly suspected was random. "As to why I'm here… well that will take a bit of time to explain… and this room is smelly and small, I'll tell that story somewhere that doesn't make me feel like I'm about to be taken to the gas chamber." Robin was obviously still suspicious, but he understood Legaj's point, the room did smell funny and was rather confining. "Fine we will talk in the control room."

And that's where they went.

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Yay for updates! Normally people give excuses when the fail to update a story in three months, but I'm going to give the real reason: I'm a lazy little Scheths Dagrithish and just put it off for so many months. Now REVIEW YOU LITTLE (expletive deleted).