Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, I do not own the Teen Titans, but I have a plan to take over them! MWHAHA! Shush - keep it a secret, please. ;D
Antimattermanticore: Hey, thanks for your review!
Oh, this story's going to be a lot different. Some scenes aren't going to be in here, but instead new, better action/suspense packed ones. Just keep reading to find out what I mean! –Evil laughter-
DarkMale: Thanks so much for your review. Well, to answer your questions just read on till the end. I don't like giving things away to early. :P
A/N: EEP I PRESSED THE CAPS LOCK! – Uh, hi. I needed to catch your attention :P I just need to say that instead of the marriage ceremony (in the story) being performed in a week, it'll be about a month or two, 'k?
"Titans, go!" Robin ordered. Again the Teen Titans found Slade and his decoys stirring up destruction.
Something was different with this Slade scene, though. Robin noticed a woman with black hair and hazel eyes in the distance. She must've been in her late thirties, at the least. She looked like she had been forced to watch this fight; she looked away each time one of the Titans was hurt. "Make it all stop…" she mouthed, her eyes welling up with tears.
Robin didn't understand. Why was she here? Was she Slade's girlfriend? The Boy Wonder shuddered at the thought.
Slade had picked his opponent, and unsurprisingly, it was Robin.
Slade came at the Boy Wonder, running at full speed. The Titan blocked the villain's fist attack, holding it then twisting Slade over. Quickly the man got up, plunging his fists and making Karate moves towards the teenager. Robin dodged each hit, playing the offence and defense role at the same time.
All of the sudden, Slade stopped, as if frozen.
The confused Titans looked towards the woman, who they noticed was now acting differently; outstretching her hand and keeping a firm eye on Slade. The villain tried moving his head, with no avail.
This woman was controlling Slade.
"Get out. Get out now. And don't you ever come back." the woman ordered the Titans, still holding her hand out and keeping her eyes locked on her victim.
This was his chance. Robin could easily take Slade down, once and for all. But now someone was telling him to leave the scene, right then and there. "But, we're so close…" he muttered.
The lady's power over Slade was slipping at each second. "Go now! Now I tell you! Leave this place! Or you all too shall perish slowly, like I have."
They could tell that they wouldn't have much time till Slade came back to life, so half reluctantly they left, unable to do anything, or ask what she had meant.
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They thought everyone was asleep, but they were wrong. Snuggled up in her sheets, the Samaganian princess cried herself to sleep.
The only thing Lizzie had gotten used after the couple weeks she dwelled in the palace was her giant bedroom and the great food. The frequent, pathetic princess lessons; the reading of large, thick, boring books; and the frequent snarls and angry hideous glares of the queen's dog, Toto, were completely opposite the fifteen year old princess' idea of the phrase "Home Sweet Home". She was not allowed beyond the large waterfall-like gates, for fear of assassination by Slade or something of the sort. If Beastboy had been with her, there'd be a humor contest for sure.
This thought hurt. Now only a few weeks away from her wedding, there was no time to just lie down and relax, or contact the Titans. Her friends were gone, Beastboy's jokes were gone, and the comfortable feeling was gone… She didn't even know who she was getting married to, and the Ayorians were not replying to any of her parents' messages to them. Why'd she have to be a princess? She asked herself one night. Why couldn't they just leave her alone, all the royal stuff? She just wanted to be with her friends and do what she loved to do – use her powers to help others, in this case being a Teen Titan.
Lizzie remembered when she had first met the Teen Titans; they looked like "freaks", as some might say, in the "Real World" - their odd costumes and confused faces. They were so willing to get help, they so quickly made friends with her. If she had never met them that day, she may have never known who her real parents were, or that the other world even existed. She remembered when she had officially become a Teen Titan; Robin had given Lizzie her own communicator, and her own room. She was in high debt to them, but she knew the Titans didn't see it that way. She missed them so much, even though it had only been two weeks.
She missed a certain someone in midst of the five Titans the most. He was the one she silently cried in the middle of the night about. The thought of being away from him was unbearable. This certain someone was Robin.
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As soon as they returned to the T-Tower, Robin locked himself away in his room.
The others just sighed, went to their own rooms or just sat around, not talking. There was nothing to say, really, and yet there were so many unanswered questions. The woman, for instance: Who was she? Why was she there? Why did she do what she did? Why did she help them?
Why did they just go?
Robin thought back to the scene. The woman looked oddly familiar. Where had he seen her? He tried to remembering, but nothing came to mind. Something about her was so scared, so sad, as if she wished she were somewhere else. She obviously wasn't for Slade, but who was she – why would Slade bring her there? A long list of questions scrolled in his mind.
Little did Robin know that woman would bring light back into his troubled life.
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Lizzie decided to explore the palace's vast library. Shelves loaded with books towered above her, making her feel like an ant in a picnic basket. There was something she wanted to see in particular, though. She searched and found exactly what she was looking for – a book on the Ayorian royalties.
She sat down in a comfortable chair and opened the book up. to her surprise, everything was a hologram. When she flipped to the next page, the pictures would be "lifted" off the page, creating a 3-D image. Lizzie came to the Richard Witherlow's family.
A picture played. It showed the Witherlow family tree, then it a synthetic voice asked "What part would you like to see/hear?"
"I want to know more about Prince Richard Witherlow's life." Lizzie answered. To her surprise, the voice answered back "Sorry, I only have pictures before his death. He died of illness when he was eight."
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:FLASHBACK:
"The End." King Witherlow said and closed a book, setting it down and smiling at his eight year old son, Richard. "Love ya." he said as he pulled the covers over Richard. "Good n-"
The Ayorian king fell to the floor. A man came in through the open window. He was Stephan, the king's brother. "Sorry, brother. But I've been waiting too long for that precious seat." He noticed the boy, who was shaking, speechless. He was on the floor by his father, crying. Stephan decided to finish off the young heir now, while the boy was still weak. Unfortunately for the murderer, Richard was able to escape by coming up to Stephan's leg and biting it with all his might, then crawling out the window, thought never to be seen again.
Please review! It's short, I know. But it's one of my better chapters, I think. Hopefully the next chapter will come in a week to maybe even a month, but like always I can't give you an exact date. -Ancient Egyptian Dreams