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 Amie, her and her awesome silver eyes and her mysterious past, etc…
Author's Notes: I'll try and keep this short, because they have been getting longer and longer and I'm sure you want to just get to the story. I apologize (hmm… maybe I should take Raven's advice too, I seem to apologize a lot) that not too much 'action' has taken place (I am not solely referring to actual fighting but just events in general) so far. I have all sorts of plans but the writing becomes so long so fast and so I end a chapter at a convenient place and then I realize I didn't put much 'action' into it. So I'm trying to pick up the pace to get things rolling but I don't want to rush anything either, so you'll have to be patient. Oh, and I threw in a club scene because every story with teenagers has to have a club scene somewhere. That's, all. Read, Review, Enjoy!
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Chapter 4:
Risking The Bait
"This isn't working." The distraught Boy Wonder pounded a gloved fist onto the table and glared at his small audience of Cyborg and Starfire. "We need to let him know she's here. He won't be able to if we keep her locked up in the tower all day. We have to lure him in."
"Like a trap, you mean." The metallic man stared at his leader, making sure he understood Robin's plans fully.
"Exactly," Robin reassured.
Starfire sat quietly and neatly, with one tanned leg crossed over the other, and analyzed the discussion taking place before her.
Cyborg questioned Robin's plan further, "So, if we're setting a trap for this guy, we're going to make Amie," it was the first time he used the girl's new name since it was chosen for her and it rolled easily off his tongue, "bait? I don't know, Robin. The girl's been through enough as it is. You really think you should put her through this?"
Robin crossed his arms and titled his head up to clear his mind. He didn't like the idea of bringing Amie into this kind of situation, making her leave the safety of the tower and wandering out where her dominator could find her again. He really didn't. He didn't want to risk her health, her freedom, even her sanity, but what other choice did he have.
It must be done. Aside from what I may think of her, we need her to catch him. Or else he could find some other little girl to use in his twisted games.
He finally answered the robot humanoid, "Yeah. I do. We can't catch this guy unless we're willing to risk… some things. She'll be safe though. We'll all be nearby to move in on him if he shows up."
"So where did you have in mind to let the piece of meat dangle for our lone wolf?" Cyborg asked sarcastically.
"Hey! I care about her just as much as anyone else does in this tower. So don't give me that kind of crap, okay?" The young hero was infuriated that the larger teen in front of him would even accuse him of not caring about Amie. He was trying to do this for her, for her safety, in the long run.
Cyborg held up both metal hands, palms facing the angered soul, in defense. "Right. Look, I'm sorry, Robin. I didn't mean it like that. Just… well, what did you have in mind anyways?"
Robin calmed himself down and continued his previous thought, "We need to bring her somewhere public. That way we can stick nearby but still remain hidden. Someplace with crowds that she would normally go to so our guy doesn't suspect anything out of the ordinary to find her there. Somewhere like…"
"Ooh! We could attend one of your Earth dances. I have longed so much to partake in such events but the opportunity had never arrived."
"A dance? If you wanted to go to a dance before, Star, you could have just asked me. I would have taken you to one," Robin stated, and then blushed a little and added, "as friends, you know."
Starfire beamed a joyous smile and rested her cheek upon her closed, flat hands.
Cyborg interrupted the pair as he shouted enthusiastically, "Yah, baby! We're going to a club tonight!"
"Alright, you two. Calm down. Let's just keep this 'trap' plan between the Titans. We don't want Amie to be afraid so we'll just act like we're just heading out for a fun time on the town, okay? If we can get her to come with us."
"I believe I could be able to convince her to join us in our festivities," the Tamaranian princess offered.
"And I'll rally up the rest of the crew," exclaimed Cyborg.
"Sounds good," commented the bold, dark-haired lad. At least I hope so.
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Amie sat on the edge of her assigned bed; the one she had spent the previous night curled up in, and crossed her legs. She slouched forward, letting her arms fall loosely to her sides. She closed her eyes and let out a pleasing moan from her rosy lips. She had just finished a nice, long, warm shower to relax her muscles and clear her mind from everything.
Oh, I really needed that. That felt so good.
She fell backwards onto the bed, lying completely flat as her legs remained over the side. She was starting to fall into a calming sleep when she heard a timid knock on her door. She shot up straight, opening her silver eyes wide, panic filled her heart.
Sir!
A feminine voice set Amie's racing heart at ease, "Amie? May I enter?"
"Umm… yeah, sure. Come on in," she replied.
The door obliged, opening to reveal a tall redhead who stepped delicately inside the room. The door closed behind her.
Starfire studied the tiny brunette who sat before her and blushed a little. Amie was only wearing a bathrobe, which wasn't tied up very tight so the top and bottom openings were widening as the girl shifted her weight from side to side. Starfire threw her eyes downward, looking away embarrassingly for staring at the somewhat bare figure being revealed.
"Oh. I am sorry, friend Amie. I was not aware that you were not properly dressed," the nervous Tamaranian princess apologized.
Amie looked down at herself to what Starfire was referring to. She had forgotten what she was wearing, or better yet, what she wasn't wearing. She covered her mouth with a thin hand to hide a giggle that she accidentally let out when watching how nervous and embarrassed Starfire obviously was.
Feeling more like her usual self now, Amie stood up and strutted towards the taller girl, who still maintained her sight on the floor beside her, and placed a hand on her shoulder to relax her and ease the tension. "Hey, Star, it's okay. I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I forgot that I hadn't gotten dressed yet." She giggled again. "It doesn't bother me if you see me like this," she used her other hand to tilt the alien's vision to her own face, "we're both girls and besides… it's not like I'm naked or anything." She flashed her pearly whites in a cheeky smile at Starfire whose expression had returned to its normal, cheerful state.
"You are correct, friend. Now let me inform you of why I have come to visit you…"
Starfire was interrupted from her invitation speech by a boyish outcry emitting from the now opened doorway, "We're going to a club tonight! Going to a club tonight. Oh, yah. Going to a club tonight." Beast Boy danced as he walked into the room to join the two shocked girls, moving his arms in a circular motion in front of him. He stopped as he reached the duo and examined both of them.
After finishing his inspection of a thrown-off Starfire, he moved to Amie and gasped. "Oh, uh… sorry ladies. Uh… Amie, you're robe doesn't look like it quite… uh… fits you well." He gulped down hard and slowly backed away from the fleshy figure. His face turned a bright red as he fled the scene. Just before his quick exit, he threw back a last comment, "Well, I guess I'll just catch you two downstairs or maybe even just at the club. Bye. See you boobs later… I mean both! Both later!"
Amie and Starfire both stared into each other's eyes, trying to gauge one another's reaction to the fumbling changeling's quick departure. Suddenly, as if on cue, both teens had burst out into laughter, clutching their sides and slowly dropping to the floor as tears formed in their eyes.
They continued to laugh for a couple of minutes until they're lungs began to gasp for air. They slowly stopped their chuckles and breathed in deeply, trying to regulate their airflow once again.
Once the pair calmed down, both still collapsed on the ground, Amie met her silver eyes with Starfire's green ones again and questioned, "So what did Beast Boy say about a club or something?"
"Oh yes. I am here to invite you to accompany us, your friends, to a dance," Starfire stated as she played with a strand of her hair.
"A dance? You guys are heading to a club? Wha… Why?" Amie was a little surprised; she had never imagined that the crime fighters would actually go into town to a club for fun. She thought they just stayed in their tower and entertained themselves there until a villain lured them out to battle.
I guess it makes sense though. I mean they are just teenagers too, despite all the powers.
"We wish to have some amusement and celebrate the arrival of a new friend among us," Starfire pleaded, flashing a cute childlike smile at her listener. "Would you please join us?" Green orbs grew wide in anticipation of the girl's response and filled with a pleading want.
Leave the tower? But I came here to be safe. Outside is dangerous. It's scary. What if Sir…? Her breathing and blood flow became rapider. Panic filled her heart once again. She glanced over at Starfire, who maintained her hopeful position, for reassurance. Starfire's puppy dogface calmed the worried woman. She sighed and slowed her thinking down. Calm down. No need to panic. They just want to have a good time. You don't want to disappoint them, do you? They won't let anything bad happen to you. It's just going to be a fun time and you deserve to go. Deserve to have a good time."Umm… alright, Star. Sounds like a good time," she said reluctantly.
Starfire's face lit up with joy from the girl's response. She grabbed her newest friend by her small wrist and dragged towards the door. "This is wonderful! Let us go down and gather with the others."
Amie pulled her wrist free and stopped in her tracks. Starfire turned around curiously.
"Ah… Star? Is it okay if I get dressed first?" she smirked, placing her hands on her hips to remind the redhead of her current attire.
"Oh…" she giggled, "Yes, certainly. I shall see you later?" she asked.
"You bet," the half-naked girl replied.
As the Tamaranian left her, Amie began to redress and focused on calming thoughts. You'll be fine. Just for one night. You owe it to them to go for their help they're willing to give you. You'll be fine.
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Raven entered the room and leaned against the wall beside the door she had just come from. She gave the large robot, who was standing in the middle of the main room, a hateful stare and groaned. Cyborg walked over to the young sorceress and grinned his amusement.
"Looking good, Raven," he said as he approached her, eyeing her new outfit up and down. She was wearing a set of dark clothes, a pair of black jeans and a dark blue t-shirt, which dipped quite low revealing her pale, smooth arms and white collarbone. If she was forced to dress differently, she wasn't about to glamour up in any way.
She squinted her eyes and stated in her emotionless voice, "I hate you. Why am I doing this again?"
"Come on. Do it for Amie. This could help us catch that guy. And we can't have a proper trap if he can see all of us in our super suits lingering around. That would blow our whole cover!" He raised his arms up in demonstration.
"Yes. I get that, but why aren't you dressed up too?" She emphasized the word 'you' and raised an inquisitive eyebrow at him in a dare to answer her.
"Please, you think there's any clothes that could properly hide these metal parts?" He held out his arms away form his body to show off what he meant. "I don't think so," he answered for her. "But hey, I have to suffer just as much as you do. I don't even get to go into the club. Robin's ordered me to stay in the T-car for an outside post. So you have it better off then me! How am I supposed to have fun tonight if I can't even go inside the club?" he complained.
"You think I'm better off? I rather be stuck in that car than go dancing. I'm not the dancing type."
"Oh come on, Rae. I'm sure you're a great dancer. In fact, I bet you have some pretty fly moves," he teased.
A dark glow formed around a nearby chair from the kitchen and it floated in the air just above Raven's tormentor. "Don't make me hurt you," she replied coldly. "So where is everyone else?" she asked as she placed the chair back down carefully, the black energy around it gone once it reached the sturdy floor again.
"Well, Starfire is stringing Amie along, but by now, they're probably changing. And Robin and B.B. headed over to the club already. Robin wanted to scope it out first and make sure it was alright," Cyborg explained.
"Then why did Beast Boy go with him?" she asked dryly.
"I don't know. He came through here in a hurry and pleaded with Robin to take him with him." He laughed out loud at remembering the scene from earlier. "You should have seen him! He looked so spooked and beat red. I don't know what it was, but something really scared him silly."
Just as Cyborg finished regaling the seemingly uninterested Raven with the whole story, Starfire and Amie entered the room. The two girls wore mini skirts and tiny matching tops. Starfire had her usual long, purple boots on, which complimented the other colours of pink and blue of her outfit for the evening. The borrowed clothes of Starfire's that Amie wore were coloured in various shades of green and she had her hair tied up in a small ponytail, loose strands falling out from every side.
The brunette looked over at Raven, who crossed her arms in an impatient manner, and exclaimed, "Wow. Raven… you look umm…" Good. Raven gave her a challenging look, daring her to say something that she probably shouldn't even try to say. The girl smiled shyly and continued, changing her original choice of word, "different. Not bad different, of course," she stuttered, trying to fix what she thought might have sounded bad, "But just…" she left her thought trailing, unanswered.
"Uh. Thanks," Raven forced herself to reply. "You too." She gazed at Starfire who stood awaiting her compliment as well. "And you, of course, Starfire."
Starfire rushed over to Raven and hugged her tightly. "Ooh. Thank you, friend Raven. And I agree with friend Amie. You do look good yourself."
Raven peeled the excited girl off of her and thanked her as well.
Cyborg interrupted the three girls' little discussion and shouted, "Come on ladies! Let's get a move on before the night is over. Rob and B.B. are probably having all the fun already without us."
So one adolescent male, accompanied by three beautiful young ladies, hopped into the blue-silver car and sped into the heart of the city.
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The red motorcycle came to a slow halt in front of the crowded building and its riders jumped off. The driver turned to his passenger with a serious look upon his face.
"Listen up, Beast Boy. We don't want to alarm Amie by making her think that she'll be in any danger. So we'll have a good time but keep a constant eye on her without causing any suspicion." Robin, dressed in a casual pair of khaki pants and a long-sleeved, checkered shirt, noticed the green being was staring past him at the neon lights of the club. He snapped his fingers in front of the distracted lad and asked, "Beast Boy? Are you even listening to me? Focus here."
"Sorry, Rob," he apologized. "I just can't wait to get in there, that's all." He turned his attention back onto his demanding leader. The Boy Wonder wore a pair of large sunglasses over top of his usual black and white mask. Beast Boy grinned. "You think those shades will disguise you enough?" he laughed, "Why don't you just take off you mask. That'll work."
"You know I don't ever take off my mask. Now pay attention. Starfire, Raven, and I can pass as average people in this crowd. But you," he pointed a bare hand at the changeling, "and Cyborg can't. So that's why Cyborg will be an outside scout and you'll…"
An offended Beast Boy cut him off, "What do you mean I can't pass for normal?"
Robin sighed and answered, frustrated that the creature-man would even ask such an obvious question, "You're green, Beast Boy. It's kind of hard not to notice you."
"So what am I supposed to do? I don't want to have to sit out in the car all night too."
"You'll come inside with the rest of us but you'll have to maintain a low profile. Do you know what I mean?" He didn't let the boy answer, "Don't draw attention to yourself and it's probably best if you change into a small animal, like a fly or something, so you can watch the people and notice any strange behaviour from a distance without anyone knowing. Okay?"
"Ah, man! Come on! This is the hottest club in Jump City! And you're not even letting me have any fun here."
"Beast Boy, don't start. We can always come back later after we catch this guy, so Amie is safe. Do this for her, okay?"
Beast Boy moaned and then agreed, "Fine. But only for her, not because you ordered me too."
The pair of boys started to walk towards the club entrance at a slow, easy pace. Robin looked over a Beast Boy, who was staring at all the girls in line for the club, and asked, "Hey, why did you come with me anyways? Didn't you want to ride over with Amie and the rest of the team?"
Beast Boy let out a small "Eep," and swallowed down hard. He cast his eyes on the ground and rubbed his hands together nervously. "Well, I thought you could use some help, that's all. Can't I be useful every once and a while?" He threw back in defense, switching the tables so the focus was now on the dark-haired boy.
The accusation didn't faze Robin in any way and he pressed the issue harder, "Come on. I know something's going on. You can tell me."
Beast Boy rubbed the back of his neck with his right hand and smiled weakly. "Well… it's just that… I sort of had an embarrassing moment back there with… uh… Amie." Robin kept staring at him for more answers, fully interested now that the subject was about the new silver-eyed girl. "I just kind of… well, I… kind of… walked in on her when… she was… uh… she was only wearing her… her bathrobe," he mumbled, Robin barely able to catch what he said.
Robin's expression lit up and a whole flood of questions came pouring out of his mouth, "Oh ya? What did she look like? What was her body like? Could you see any parts of her? Did she look good?" Beast Boy gave him a shocked look at his friend's unusual behaviour and Robin coughed timidly and blushed. Control yourself. "Oh… uh… never mind. I'm sure she doesn't care. It was an accident. Could've happened to anyone." Except me. "I'm sure she's forgotten all about it now anyways." Damn it. What happened? I couldn't control myself. I just had to know all about what Beast Boy saw. What's wrong with me?
Beast Boy shrugged off Robin's comment and decided to ignore his leader's previous obsessive ramblings of questions. That was weird. What's with Robin lately? Oh well. Whatever it is, he can handle it himself. "Let's just head inside now." Robin nodded in agreement and the two slipped through the door and into the club, which was already packed with people despite the earliness of the evening.
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Cyborg parked the T-car across the street from the busy club. Amie looked out her window at the crowd and the sign. "Breakable," she whispered with a hint of delight from recognizing the name. "I know this place. I come here a lot. Well, I used to," she said, her tone switching to one of apprehension. She touched the window softly, feeling the cool glass against her sweaty hand.
Raven was the only one in the car to pick up on the subtle changes in the girl's voice. She tried to change the topic a little for the poor, distraught girl's sake. "So, is this place any good?" she asked dryly, in reality not caring of the answer because either way she knew she wouldn't enjoy herself here.
Amie glanced to her right, past the giddy alien in the middle, to the darkly clothed woman at the opposite end. She smiled at Raven and answered, pleased for the shift in subjects, "Oh yeah! It's great! They have this large sheet of glass that's over a small pool of water for the dancing floor. And the water is lit up bright blue and it's filled with all kinds of tropical fish that just swim around. It's really cool." Raven nodded her understanding and attempted to give a small smile of her own in return.
In the middle of the discussion happening all around her, Starfire fidgeted, anxious to join the party already. "May me now dance?" she asked, hopeful.
Amie giggled and opened her door. "Yah, come on. Let's go!"
The three females exited the car and walked towards the club's entrance. Amie looked back over her shoulder to see their chauffeur still sitting in the driver's seat, not following. "Hey, Cyborg! Aren't you coming with?" she threw back at him.
Cyborg smiled and put his arm out of the window, resting it on the car door's frame. "Nah," he answered. "I've got a headache right now and music wouldn't help much," he lied. "Maybe I'll join you guys later. Don't worry about me. I'll just rest here for a while." Amie still didn't move from her stance in the middle of the road, half way between her metallic friend and her two female friends. She didn't want Cyborg to feel sad for being left out of the fun. Cyborg waved her away with a large hand and commanded, "Go on. I'll be fine. I'll catch up later." Amie obeyed and followed the two heroines in front of her into the club, as music poured out of the open door and into the clustered streets.