Starfire Part II

Escape

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They locked Koriand'r in a solitary confinement cell on the transport. For years she ate only the bare minimum, and tried to sleep only the bare minimum as well. She slowly grew thinner and more haggard. This made her harder to sell as a slave, so she remained unsold. Though she lost little of her strength which she could summon up whenever it was needed. She soon planned her escape.

"Hey TROQ! Wake up! It's display day!" A large gruff Groggian banged on the bars of her cell. By now Koriand'r looked starved and haggard so that even the poorest slave trader would not want to buy her. This caused her delusional owners to treat her worse for their enjoyment. This was their fatal flaw. Koriand'r rose weakly from her disgustingly dirty cot. She stood right in front of the Groggian and stared at him defiantly.

"Zi'g noll fab'r tuell H'TAL!" Koriand'r cursed at the Groggian. The Groggian angrily opened the cell door and raised his club to beat her. He brought down the club hard upon her head, punishment for disrespecting him, but it never hit. The club did not reach Koriand'r's head for she was holding his wrist in her hand, her eyes glowing angrily.

"What the-" Before the Groggian could even finish his sentence Koriand'r had kicked him in the Theranyx. He collapsed in pain while he watched Koriand'r escape. He found his breath gone Koriand'r glided easily through the hundreds of hallways which held slaves like herself. She wished she could help them, but the cell doors were too strong even for her. They yelled and screamed for help, for her to save them. She couldn't understand most of them and the ones she did understand, she couldn't help. Her sadness dragged her to the floor and she ran through the hallways trying to block out the many cries for help.

"GET BACK HERE TROQ!" Koriand'r did not turn but ran faster, she could see the airlock door. Her owners were gaining on her. She reached the airlock door, turned to face her horrified former owners, smiled defiantly, tore the door off it's hinges, and was flung happily into the icy coldness of space.

That was when she was 11.

A/N: Thank you to my wonderous reviewers.

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xBxMYxJaMeSxDeANx- Thanks for the spelling of Koriand'r. I knew about the various Robins, but since the creators of the animated series say the he is in fact Tim Drake and hints in the show say otherwise I decided to combine them so that I would have more freedom with the character. Thanks for the review.

Next chapter is Beast Boy.