Soooooo my fellow readers I changed this chapter up many times because truth is I'm never quite satisfied. There are 3 versions of this chapter and I think I should save those versions for later if I need to change the story's current "mood" or if I need to change the way its forming. I decided to leave this chapter as a dream. It'll sorta give you info you might need later on in the story. To my readers: I love you, yes the few of you, you guys rock my sox! OOOOOOOOOOOO! And if someone can find out what secret language Trishelle speaks in this chapter they get a cookie! WOO for cookies!

So I will let you go on with the reading, and heads up I decided to leave the fight out of here I'll save that for the 4th chapter or 5th. And I think I might add some spicy new characters to the story soon. So here we go baby:

Disclaimer: I do not own any Teen Titans anything! If I did why would I be wasting my time writing here? Instead I could be making a cartoon episode of it! So ha! But I kidnapped Robin muahahaha!

Robin: You're a liar! You said I could have some cookies if I went with you to the amusement park! And guess what there was NO amusement park! Where's my cookies eh! You just kidnapped me out of the blue! Whats wrong with you? You sicko!

Me: What did we talk about again? We talked about how you can't insult me or I shock you! Do you want me to shock you again!

Robin: -whimpers- Noooooo!

Me: I thought so. If you cooperate no one gets hurt and everyone gets what they want, comprende tightsboy?

Robin: They are NOT tights! They are-wait a minute….-raises eyebrow- what do you want?

Me: Muahahahaha! –kisses Robin- And on with the story! I'm kinda busy right now…hahaha…

Robin: Eh, I can deal without the cookies –grins-

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Different words:

sayh-mean

ahaseac-enemies

Meanwhile in the guestroom…

Trishelle was sound asleep sprawled across the red rose velvet covers of a bed. She was peacefully sleeping or so it seemed, her face showed expressions of discontent and such. A dream was in session, or maybe a nightmare.

There is a library which is old-looking and looks quite fancy. The library had 3 shelves full of books, papers, and journals covered with nasty cobwebs and layers of dust. There was a wooden desk and chair which looked a bit beat up and sheets of blank paper and crayons atop of the desk. A small little 5-year old girl sat on a shagged "used to be fancy" rug in front of a fireplace which was now indeed lit. She had long, curly, dark blue locks, a light blue ribbon tied as a cute headband and she wore a frilly baby-blue dress. The little child sobbed quietly while hugging a porcelain doll. The library seemed to be her hideout.

"I will not go back in there. Those people are sayh to me, they are not family they are ahaseac. I can't help being different…" The little girl slowly said as she cried and stared deeply into the sparks of fire.

The fire grew stronger and redder then ever. The child's deep-blue eye's, which were now red and puffed up from crying, widened as she backed away and tried to stand up. The child started to whimper as she covered her eyes and crawled under the wobbly wooden desk. She could hear the fire whipping and whirling inside of the fireplace rapidly.

"Stop it…" She whispered fearfully as she hugged her petite little knees tightly and let tears flow from her eyes, running down her cheek like hot water. Suddenly the room became quiet, not a stir could be heard, the fire seemed well tamed, and the little girl froze as she felt a cold shiver through her whole body. She hesitated to open her eyes, but opened them anyways and nervously shook as she slowly crawled over to the fireplace to go check what happened. As soon as she crawled out from under the desk she met up with 2 booted up feet.

"Get to your feet, young child." A deep voice commanded from above her that sent goose bumps through her delicate little body.

The little girl slowly rose to her feet and faced the thing that had scared her so. A tall man with pale white skin and dark midnight black spiky hair, light purple lips, very dark blue eyes, and dressed up in a tidy black everything suit faced her.

"Father?" The little girl replied quietly as she dropped her porcelain doll and it fell and shattered on the floor.

Meanwhile in the hallway…

"Trishelle?" A tiny little voice rang out through the brick, old, wet-looking walls.

"Cousin, you are not intended to be down here…you can get eaten by the evil Waggeldorf which I have heard hearsay of!" The annoying voice pointed out.

"Trishelle please just reveal yourself now so we can go back to the Tameran Banquet!" "Our parents will grow heated if they find out we are not present! Trishelle do you really want to make Princess Rouge' De, your mother, look bad in front of our guests?" The voice chimed out as her small heels made little click clacks through the hall.

The annoying voice let out a small squeal as she came across a furry rodent right by her, then sighed loudly.

"The Waggeldorfs Trishelle! Remember them? They can eat you Trishelle! Waggeldorfs I am quite telling you little missy!"

The little child came across a wooden, beaten up door which was almost closed but had a small opening in the side. "You better not be having added merriment without me…" The voice whispered as she took a peek inside the fire lit room.

Back in the room…

"…and that's why I can do all these things…I am a demon. Best of all, you are too my dulcet." The man crouched down to face the bright blue eyed girl who was sitting on a little wooden stool in pure awe.

"Me?..A demon?" Her eyes widened as she examined her hands and feet in search of something.

"Yes. Here's to prove it to you Trishelle…" He put his hand into the fireplace and waved his hand through the fire slowly. He let his hand stay still in the fire for 5 seconds, and little Trishelle showed uneasiness in her eyes. The man slowly took out his hand and showed Trishelle a ball of fire which stood still in his hand, and it seemed to not affect him the least bit.

"Wow. That's scary!" Her little voice piped up as she stared at his fire-ball occupied hand. He grabbed her small hand, which felt icy cold compared to hers.

"Trishelle don't be scared. This is just a simple task, fire on your hand, you maintain control, voila." He slowly generated his "fire" hand over her small one then snapped his other hand and the fire planted itself onto the child's hand.

"Splendid!" She remarked as she waved her hand in circular motions in the air and the fire followed her hands every move.

"That's my daughter." He said in a deep voice as he stood up straight.

"Your abnormal daughter! Both of you bizarre creatures get away!" A long red-haired little girl yelled out as she opened the door wide open.

The man turned to face a little child trying to act tough as she yelled mean things to Trishelle.

"Ewww! You are a demon? We are surely not related! I am not related to dirty mixed beings like you! You bring shame to me!" She yelled at Trishelle as Trishelle's eyes soon started to well up. Trishelle snapped her fingers and the fire in her hand disappeared.

'I should defend my own blood, but I just need to see just what my own breed is capable of. She shall handle her own battle and make her own decisions.' He thought as he watched Trishelle's hands turn into fists and her welled up anger ready to blow.

"I am going to tell my father!..And everyone! We cannot have a demon in our habitat, let alone have you in our family!" The little girl spat out as her green eyes narrowed and she leaned in closer and closer to Trishelle.

"Stop it Starfire…" Trishelle replied softly as a tear escaped her eye.

"I am going to go tell on you and your pitiful father right now! You'll never see him again!" She yelled as she ran for the door.

Trishelle quickly raised up her hand towards Starfire and said "NO STOP!" and suddenly Starfire stopped in her tracks and seemed as if she was frozen in place. Trishelle widened her eyes and stared at her hand and looked at her father.

"What happened?"

"You learn fast that's all. You froze her, she now cannot move, cannot think, cannot see, cannot hear, cannot anything." He replied casually. "Do not take your hand away from your target now my dear, you might let her escape and then how do we get out of this one?" He chuckled a bit.

"What is all the commotion down he-DARIUS!" The voice of a woman rang out crossly.

Trishelle looked at the open door, and there was her mother, Princess Rouge' De.

"M-Mother…" Trishelle said as she noticed the unpleased look her mother had.

"Rouge, it's been so long…" Darius replied bowing gentlemanly.

"You and I ought to talk now. And I mean now." Rouge retorted back as she quickly snapped her fingers and quickly walked over to Darius. Rogue looked over at Trishelle who still had her hand out controlling Starfire and shook her head.

"Darling, you may let go now. I put her in a blackout trance so when she wakes up she'll have no reminder of what happened…" She said as she glared at Darius who was leaning against the fireplace and shrugged.

"Go be a dear and wait outside the library so I can have a chat with your father."

"Okay mom." Trishelle said sadly as she walked out the room and closed the door.

She attentively put her ear to the door to check if she could possibly hear anything.

"Darius you know you must not be here!"

"So now you forbid me from seeing my own daughter!"

"I am Tameran you are Demon, my family shall not and will not know my daughter has demonic powers! I don't even know what they are capable of doing if they find out!"

"You cannot hide what she is forever Rogue! Don't you see that your own daughter is an outcast in her own life? People are starting to notice she's different, and its going to be more noticeable when she gets older."

"So what is your grand idea?"

"She needs to harness her powers, she must learn to be in control because then her powers will be untamable later on and who knows what hell she'll break loose! I suggest she stay with me."

"NO. She must stay here with her true family. And learn to be the true Tameran she really is. And she must stay here to take her place in our family of royalty in Tameran."

"You cannot teach her to be something she's not Rogue. I know at this moment the tamerans and demons aren't at friendly terms, but she deserves to spend time with me. I know what she feels and I understand her well. Please just agree with me."

"Get away from my daughter, Darius!"

"Father this is between me and Darius. Please go."

"No, Darius must go and never return again. I never want to see him around here again!"

"I have a right to be here!"

"And why is that!"

"Trishelle is my daughter! And there is nothing you can do about that!"

"This is an outrage! That puny brat is half demon-and you never told me of this?"

"Father I thought it'd be best if I…I never said anything…It wouldn't matter…"

"There is something I can do!" Trishelle's grandfather yelled.

Trishelle suddenly fell down to the floor then noticed someone had opened the door and made her fall. A strong hand grabbed her and dragged her up to her feet.

"Stop it!" She squealed in pain. "I can kill this unpleasant child and rid me of this horrible embarrassment!" He said.

As he held Trishelle in a tight grasp and pulled out a knife. Trishelle's eyes widened as she started to sob quietly.

"Father leave her alone! She has done no harm to you, she is just a mere child. She is your blood!" Rouge declared.

He quickly slapped her across the face, "Do not ever say that. She is a disgrace to my bloodline! And that's why she must die!" He yelled as he got ready to cut across Trishelle's throat.

The little girl started to sob even more.

"Do not do anything you will regret! Leave my daughter alone!" Darius yelled. Suddenly the King started to press the knife slowly onto Trishelle's neck. Rogue ran into her father and caused a confused attack. The room got quiet and Trishelle turned around to see her grandfather had killed her mother.

"Mommy!" the little girl cried as she tried to walk over to her dead body but something grabbed her.

"Rogue!" Darius yelled with his eyes a bit watery as he grabbed Trishelle and held onto her.

"Wha-wha-what have I done! My daughter…dead…I killed her…No…she cant be…no…my beautiful Rogue…" The king sobbed as he sat next to Rogue's lifeless body. Her long blue hair sprawled over the floor, her blue eyes still, blood all over her clothes.

"We must go now my sweet…" Darius said to the traumatized Trishelle as he let out one sole tear.

"This isn't the end, I'll get my revenge!" Darius yelled at the sobbing king who sat on the shagged carpet next to 2 bodies, one lifeless one which seemed lifeless.

Darius held Trishelle close then snapped his fingers, flames covered them whole then they disappeared in thin air.

"It was my fault, my fault, mommys dead, I killed her…she died because of me…It was my fault…" She cried softly.