Broken Lines Of Silver
Author: ChristinaRoss
Disclaimer: I do no own the Teen Titans or any of their characters. Though I wish I did. But I do own a character in my story that is yet to have a name (grumbles, I need to think of a good name).
Author's Notes: About the title… I was thinking one night and the only thing to come to my mind was broken lines. I have no idea where that came from; I wasn't even listening to music or talking to someone or anything. It just popped into my head and I couldn't get it out so I figured I'd go with it and link it into my story some time later. But I wanted to incorporate silver somewhere in there because of my made up character so I did. I apologize for the stalling for naming the mystery girl, because in reality I have no idea what her name should be. And I'm sorry for my poor skills at describing clothes, but it doesn't matter if you can't picture it, the only thing that does matter is that you understand that her clothes are different than what the Titans are used to people wearing. Characters may be a little off because I only know them from the show, not the actual comic books. And lastly, I would have posted this up earlier but I got into a big, messy fight with my best friend and so now I feel horrible, so… here it is now. Read (I will love you), Review I will adore you), Enjoy (I will… what's more than adore?)!
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Chapter 2:
A Stranger Among The Strange
Eyelids began to flutter slightly as sunlight from the open window near by hit them. The brunette let out a low moan and twisted her body, stretching out her arms for relief of cramps. After feeling soft, warm sheets consuming her, she shot open her eyes, unfamiliar with such luxuries as a bed at night. Her silvery eyes darted around the empty room she lay in, examining her location.
What the…? Where am I? How did I…?
The room was bare, only housing a small dresser, desk, chair, lamp, and the bed she was lying upon. She looked closer at the chair, which was facing towards her; something familiar caught her eye as she was scanning the room. Her clothes were spread out across the chair, every item neatly placed in the form of a person as if an invisible girl was wearing them. Her brain still not fully awake, she thought for a moment of what she saw before her.
If my clothes are there… what am I wearing?
She quickly sat up, allowing the sheets to drop from her shoulders to her waist. A dull pain shot through her head and her vision darkened, becoming a pitch black. She moaned again as she held her head in her petit hands.
"Ah. Blackout," she stated to herself.
Shouldn't have sat up that fast.
Once the room slowly faded back into her sight, she refocused her attention on the question raking her brain. She let her hands rub against the sides of her torso, feeling the material covering her. It was smooth and warm. She looked down for her eyes to determine the exact answer. She was wearing a set of fleece, fuzzy pajamas decorated with tiny, pink rabbits hopping all over it.
How did I get changed? I don't remember. Who's are these? They certainly aren't mine.
She looked back over to her outfit, the invisible form still watching her. She studied her clothes, trying to piece together when she wore that particular ensemble. The night before flashed before her eyes again. The rain. Her running. Her desperate plea for an answer to her cries for help.
She spun her legs over the edge of the bed and threw the remainder of the covers off of her lower body. Her feet touched the plush carpeting covering the floor and she walked towards her clothes. She picked each piece of item up separately and laid them on top of each other over her right arm. The misplaced girl headed into the bathroom connected to the room and quickly changed. When she came out of the bathroom, she folded the foreign night garments and placed them gently atop the bed she freshly made. Spinning on her heal, the young woman pondered her whereabouts as she headed towards the exit.
Let's see. I was running. It was raining. I was heading towards… the Titan Tower! Did they find me? Did they bring me into their actual home? Into the Titan Tower?
The door swiftly opened and the silver-eyed girl walked out into the darkened hallway, looking down both directions and contemplating what her next move would be.
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The tall, tanned beauty flurried from cupboard to cupboard, pulling a variety of ingredients down. The counter was quickly being filled up with clumps of different colours and shapes. Starfire slowed down her pace as she reached for the last object and rested her feet upon the hard floor again. She hummed a delightful, Tamaranian melody to herself as she prepared her morning meal. She had just finished when she heard a quiet cough behind her. She spun around to face the mysterious soaked stranger from the night before, now dry and looking shyly at her feet.
"Greetings!" Starfire exclaimed throwing her arms up and out in hopes of hugging her guest. "You have had a restful night, I hope."
"Uh… yeah. Thanks." The girl lifted her head slightly, her brown strands of hair still covering most of her face.
Starfire came closer to the girl and lifted her up into a large hug. "I am ever so glad that you are appearing better. I am Starfire. Welcome!" She noticed the girl gasping for air and released her gently. "Would you care to join me in the breaking of the fast?" Starfire asked innocently, smiling brightly as a little child would when receiving praise for a job well done.
"Breaking of the fast? Oh, breakfast! Um… no, it's okay. I've already invaded enough as it is."
"Do not be foolish in your sayings. Sit and eat. I have made some gornsnabs. It is a delicious, nutritious dish from my planet Tamaran. Please, place your posterior upon this chair and digest food with me."
The brunette could not refuse the Tamaranian's request for fear of offending her. So the girl sat down in the seat Starfire had indicated and waited to be served. Starfire placed a large plate covered in a purple substance, which looked crunchy and squishy at the same time, in front of her.
"Mmm. Looks good," the visitor said nervously as she stabbed her fork into the unknown creature before her. The purple blob let out a hissing sound as the fork punctured the outer layer of flesh. The girl glanced over to her hostess to see her gobbling down just about everything on her plate. She swallowed down hard and lifted her fork filled with the purple goop to her mouth, holding it just an inch away. A sudden odour of rotten cabbage filled her nostrils and she chocked back a sudden urge to vomit.
Here it goes.
She closed her eyes tightly and shoved the fork into her mouth, removing it as soon as the food had left it. She grinded the food with her back molars, which caused the substance to crackle in her mouth and she gulped the remainder down. Her eyes filled with tears from the rough material eeking its way down her esophagus. It was her first taste of alien food and she didn't much care for it. She could feel eyes watching her and she opened hers to see Starfire staring at her curiously. She tried her hardest to give a sincere smile towards the other woman and it seemed to work. Starfire returned to her meal and the girl hurried her way through hers, not wanting to offend the delightful chef by not finishing.
After she was finished her interesting breakfast, Starfire took the plates away and sat back down next to the girl, studying her over. She opened her mouth to make small talk with her visitor when the sound of someone entering the room distracted her. The metal-man walked towards the two girls sitting at the kitchen table and flashed them a heart-warming smile.
"Hey ladies," he greeted. His human eye diverted towards the newer one of the girls. "Hi. I'm Cyborg. Nice to meet you." He held out a robotic hand in hopes for her to shake. She understood and took it into hers shaking assertively.
Cyborg waited patiently and quietly for the nameless girl to introduce herself. But instead he was only met with silence. The girl looked around nervously and the tension was beginning to rise. Cyborg, realizing that she wasn't go to reveal her name just yet, ended the awkwardness by speaking first.
"Well, I have some things to do in the garage. I'll see y'all later." He then turned to Starfire and added, "When Robin needs me, tell him where I am." He left without saying another word to the duo.
Starfire turned her attention back to the brunette who still stood, arms loosely hanging by her side as she stared at the door that Cyborg exited.
"Ooh. I am sorry, new friend. I am afraid I must find Robin. Please do not feel lonesome or unwelcome. If you wish, you may partake in the ritual of watching the Saturday cartoons on our large viewing device. I will see you later." Starfire followed Cyborg's previous path and exited the main room.
The young woman was alone again. She decided to follow Starfire's suggestion and parked a seat upon their large couch, lying on a slant, with her legs just barely dangling over the sides. She grabbed the remote control off the coffee table in front of her and began to surf through the channels. But before the girl could decide on a channel, another Titan entered the room.
Beast Boy looked around the room and immediately noticed someone was flipping through the channels. Beast Boy could not see the couch potato because she was lying too low on the couch. He started to approach her and decided he was going to tell this person a thing or two about stealing his television time.
"Hey, Raven. I thought I told you yesterday that I wanted the TV today. Honestly, what would you want to watch anyways? You hate TV. Why don't you just read a…" Beast Boy stopped talking once he realized he had made a mistake of the thief's identity as the girl lifted her head over the back of the couch.
"Oh. Sorry. I thought you were someone else." The girl looked down timidly and folded her legs up under her to allow room for the hero. He sat down next to her and grinned sheepishly.
"It's alright. I'm sorry if I took your television time. Starfire said it was okay if I watched some."
Beast Boy's expression changed from goofy to sincere. "That's okay." He lifted his hand up in a wave. "I'm Beast Boy."
"Yah. I know. You people don't have to introduce yourself to me. You're the Teen Titans. Everyone in Jump City knows you guys," she said, teasing him lightly.
Beast Boy looked away embarrassingly. "Right. I knew that."
She felt bad for making him embarrassed so she giggled anxiously. "But you couldn't have known I was from Jump City. I certainly don't look like I'm from here."
Beast Boy realized that she made a good point as he studied her over. She was wearing a bright green tank top with several buckles crisscrossing one another closing up the front. It opened up just above her bust and the material ended just below it, revealing her abdomen. The back of her top tapered from the front of her shirt down behind her back causing it to end at her pants. Her tan capris hugged tightly against her low hipbones. The bottoms flourished open, slightly ruffled creating a look of waves. To complete her ensemble, she wore small, black gloves, which ended at her wrists, and short, black boots, which were stylish but easy to move in. He compared her outfit to the usual attire of the average citizen of Jump City, in his mind. The outfits were considerably different.
After finishing his inspection of the woman, he raised a curious eyebrow and asked, "So, what is your name? And where you from?"
The girl lowered her eyes again, examining her gloves. She opened her mouth to speak and looked up at the lad before her. As she caught his stare, she quickly shut it again.
Beast Boy faced the television and thought for a moment. "Hey, you like video games?" he asked.
The brunette nodded her head vigorously and smiled. Beast Boy tossed her a controller and they started up a racing game for two players.
After several challenging rounds between the pair, the score being Beast Boy three wins and the silver-eyed girl four, she started to feel her stomach flutter a little.
Oh no. I bet it was that breakfast.
"Oh," she groaned and clutched her stomach.
Beast Boy lost his concentration of the vehicle he controlled and crashed into a nearby wall. "Hey! You cheated. You can't distract me like that." He turned to face the source of his distress and was taken aback to see the girl was actually in some discomfort.
"You alright?" he asked, worry plastered across his face.
"Yah. I think it was just the breakfast I ate," she bended over to allow her face to meet with her knees.
"Don't tell me you ate Starfire's cooking?" he asked surprised. "Rule number one in this household is: don't eat any Tamaranian food. That stuffs deadly!"
"Now you tell me. Ohhh." She lifted her head up again to face the green being beside her. "I think I need some fresh air. Where's the nearest exit?"
"You're just afraid I'm going to catch up to you and beat you in are game marathon," he accused.
The girl flashed him a weak, pleading smile and he understood she was serious.
"Well, you could go to the roof. There's a great view there. Just go through that door," he pointed to the lone door in the room, "go down the hallway, take a right," he turned into an octopus and pointed his numerous, long arms in all different directions as he recited them, "then a left, then keep going until you reach a dead end, then turn around, go back a little bit, take another left, then a sharp right, and it's the third door on your left." He sighed in relief, as he returned to his true form, at completing the lengthy instructions and then sucked in some much needed air for his aching lungs.
The brunette gave him a confused gaze but he had already returned to his video game, so the girl got up and left the room.
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After entering four wrong rooms, the lost girl was about to give up and head back in the direction she came from.
Why do they have so many rooms? And hallways? How am I ever going to make it back?
She decided to press on and try at least one more door, hoping that if this one didn't lead her outside, it would at least lead her to another Titan who could help her find her way out of this labyrinth.
She pushed open a door on her left and found a large set of dark stairs, leading up. She followed the stairs carefully, taking each step slowly as to not trip and fall. When she reached the top, she pushed her shoulder into the heavy door and it sung open, pouring light onto the petit girl's form.
It's about time.
The short figure stood basking in the sun as she breathed in deeply, closing her eyes to try and settle her aching stomach. The wind blew across her face, forcing her shoulder-lengthened, layered hair out of her eyes and fluster behind her.
Alright, avoid Tamaranian food. Check.
A faint voice carried through the wind into the girl's ears. "I take it you ate Starfire's breakfast."
The girl shot open her eyes and scanned her surroundings, trying to determine the source of the comment. She spotted a dark cloaked figure, floating gracefully a few feet off the ground, legs folded over each other.
The girl cautiously walked closer to the meditative Titan. She spoke in a shy voice, speaking slowly so the purple-haired girl would catch her words while she was concentrating on her meditations. "Hi, Raven. I'm sorry if I'm intruding. I did eat Starfire's gornsnab and I needed some air to calm my stomach. But I would have just went out the front door if I knew you were busy up here." She stood beside the levitator and waited for the okay to sit down and stay.
Raven slowly descended from her hovering position and resettled onto the hard ground. She nodded for the brunette to take a seat beside her. The girl complied and folded her legs in the same fashion as the dark mistress beside her.
Silence rested between the two young women for several minutes as each swam in their own thoughts.
After a while, Raven sighed and stood up. She left her hood hang loose behind her head and she offered a hand to the girl beside her.
"Robin is calling for us. Let's go inside."
The girl raised her eyes towards the hand offered in front of her and she took graciously. As her head reached its maximum level, just a bit below Raven's own, she turned towards the doorway in which she entered from.
Raven let out a small grunt to catch the departing girl's attention. "Wait. Not that way. I have a better, faster idea. So this time you won't get lost."
The girl looked at Raven curiously.
Wow. She must have amazing powers. How did she know I got lost? How did she know Robin wanted to see us now? And how did she know I ate Starfire's food?
Raven grabbed the brunette's gloved hand and the girl looked up at her puzzled.
Raven smirked and commented, "Hmm… silver eyes. Interesting. Not very often you see someone with silver eyes."
"Well, it's not very often you see someone with super powers," the girl smirked from her rebuttal.
"Often enough for you at least," Raven smirked back.
With the final word, a black portal surrounded both girls as they were sucked through the floor beneath them. Silver eyes darted left to right, trying to determine just exactly what was happening. Before her mind could come up with its final conclusion, the pair was already back in the main room.
Raven let go of the guest's hand and started to leave. The girl just stood there, still in shock from her mysterious travel.
Raven glanced back over her shoulder at the befuddled girl. "You coming?" she asked.
The confused woman looked up at the questioner near the door and gave an anxious look.
Before the girl could reply to her question, Raven stated, "Come on. The conference room is this way. Everyone wants to have a chat with you."
The dazed teen leisurely followed the sorceress to the entire team in their private conference room.