Secrets Revealed
I can't believe it's been a month already. A month since that little note Brother Blood gave; a month since Cyborg asked me to marry him. Maybe Cyborg is just biding his time in asking me if I want to marry him, but maybe he thinks I'll say no? We still go on dates… picnics, the park, movies, out to eat, and just about anything else. But somehow, I can tell he wants to ask me something about it, but he can't say anything.
I walked casually into the main room to grab some lunch. "Hey guys," I said, and sat down in the chair backwards—the same way I do often in the afternoon. Cyborg was about to ask me what I wanted for lunch while Beast Boy was cooking tofu, when a small beep came from the main room.
"We have an incoming transmission. Probably another practical joke Speedy is trying to pull," said Cyborg, rolling his eyes. "Oh, come on… that was hilarious! I can't believe he actually saved those pizza boxes and told you that you needed to come pick up your order!" said Beast Boy, obviously amused. "Yeah, it's probably just them… We might as well hang up," I said with hope in my voice.
"No… I think I should tell them off if it is them. Besides, I can't stand the constant beeping," Cyborg said with a tone of edginess in his voice. I propped my head up using my arm, trying my best to act like it was normal. However, I was as nervous as I could have ever been. They were going to find out soon… and they would probably hate me for all of my past mistakes. They added up to quite an amount, too.
Cyborg turned on the screen to see Brother Blood. "What do you want?" asked Robin, a tone of malice in his voice. "Nothing but to have a pleasant conversation about your newest member and my ex-pupil," said Brother Blood, keeping his composure. I sighed and tried to get up to leave, but Cyborg caught my eye. I decided I couldn't leave, not with him watching me. I sighed, and Blood prepared to tell the story of… me.
"When Jinx was born, she was put onto my doorstep. Her parents could not care for her, and I took her in as both my daughter and my student. I protected her until she was old enough to begin learning how to fend for herself. Ever since she was ten, I've sent her on missions. Once she turned thirteen, I really began to put her on more mature missions."
He cleared his throat and smirked. Great, he's about to tell them the death toll I've racked up… "In total, she's killed twenty-seven people… all using her powers. She's robbed about sixty banks and other establishments. And as you are the Teen Titans, leaders of what is just and moral, I would think that you would lock Jinx up. Or at least condemn her forever as a villain. Even I haven't killed…" You just brain washed other people to do it for you.
"One last thing Titans. If, and that is a big if, you do not report this to the press, I shall. I've given you fair warning. If it isn't all over the news in at least a week, I shall make sure all the reporters of all the newspapers in Jump City know that Jinx had lent a double-life… As a Titan, and a murdering villain. Goodbye, Titans," said Brother Blood before the screen flickered off.
Robin sighed and looked at me. I was expecting something like yelling and hatred to flow out of his voice. Cyborg looked at me with shock and hurt in his eyes. Raven gave her normal cold, hardened look… though I think it was softened a little. Starfire and Beast Boy gave me the same shocked and sad look. I sighed and said, "You guys probably don't want a mass-murderer here. I'll just grab my things and go." I turned around, until I felt a hand stop me. "Don't leave," said the familiar monotone voice of Raven.
I turned to see everyone looking nervous. "Jinx… you've made some bad decisions. We all have, in fact. But… few of us have made such a big change. Jinx, you've gone from a murdering criminal to someone who represents justice and morality," said Robin, trying to be comforting. "I wish I could just escape my past…" I whispered, barely audible. But they all heard it, of course. "Don't we all?" Robin said sadly.
"Jinx, I wish you would've trusted us with you dark past… But I can understand why you didn't want us to know. It is a horrible past, and you obviously feel bad about it. But there is nothing you can do about your past… It's in the past, after all. But you can redeem yourself for the sake of your future now, in the present," said Cyborg staring at me with brave and strong look in his eyes. I smiled lightly and nodded.
"As for this press issue, Jinx… I think I know exactly what to say to them," said Raven with a smirk playing on her lips. "Robin, can you see the headlines… 'Former Criminal Transformed Into A Heroine' sounds good. We'll give them all of the information that Blood gave us, but yet strengthen the points about how much she's changed and how sorry she is. Like she leads an extremely tormented life because of Brother Blood's brain washing to do his bidding, and that she was on the brink of suicide before we took her under our wing… That seems to be appropriate."
"Raven, you're a genius!" I exclaimed. I threw my arms lightly around her neck and briefly hugged her. "Jinx, when we're around the press you need to play the part. When they ask you about what happened then and about the deaths, either cry or make it look like you're crying. When they ask you about joining the Titans and being saved from Brother Blood, you act grateful… and so on and so forth. Agreed?" I gave one short, firm nod and Raven smirked. "The worst of this is already over, thanks to Raven," said Robin with a smirk.
"Hey Jinx… you want to go to the park later on?" asked Cyborg once the room was cleared of everyone else. Raven had gone to her room, Beast Boy outside, and Starfire and Robin snuck somewhere together… "Sure, that sounds good. I'll need something to clear my mind," I said with a small smile. "Jinx… when you were brain washed, Brother Blood made you kill?" he asked; worry clearly plastered over his face. "Yeah… he did. It was… horrible," I said, trying to describe it. I still remember the faces of the people I had killed… even though I was brain washed I still had my memory. "He has got to be stopped," Cyborg said quietly to himself. In reply I nodded, just nodded briefly. "Can we get off the subject?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Cyborg nodded and said, "Yeah. Might be best for the both of us."
Alright, that's chapter four. I'm working on a new Harry Potter series… If I do it right, it might just end up being three stories long. Well, R&R!