A/N: Thankies for the reviews. This is probably one of the longest chapters I've ever written in my life. Enjoy. :)

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Disclaimer: Teen Titans, Batman,Justice League© DC Comics 2005

Anabelle Woodsen, Band of Seven: Amnesia, Gypsy, Impulse, Marionette, Reaper, Ace, &Mirage©Death's Requiem2005

There. I own nothing by my own characters. I could've just said that, but I felt like making it looky flashy and official. :P

Secrets of the Redbird

Chapter Two: Reunion

"Oh come on," Robin heard Beast Boy say with a groan. He re-entered the living room to find Beast Boy look more disheveled than before and semi-tangled in the cord to his gamestation controller. Beast Boy gave him a confused look and peeled the candy wrapper that had gotten stuck on his forehead off. "How many freaking insomniacs does the city have?"

"Enough for it to be very annoying?" Robin offered, as he slid into the leather computer chair, and started typing rapidly. The T.V. screen switched from Beast Boy's video game to a look at the city. Thanks to their space station, the Teen Titans could view anywhere in Jump City, well anywhere in the world, but they usually just looked at their city. Well, Robin did anyway.

Robin pushed his chair back so he could look at the screen without hurting his neck. What he saw made him gasp while Beast Boy let out a catcall.

"Dude, I so hope she's not the trouble," Beast Boy said. The comment earned him a dirty look from his leader. "What? She's hot." Robin was spared from having to reply, because at that moment the rest of the team decided to get out of bed. It was a shame that they didn't have time for coffee because it was very noticeable that they were tired. Hopefully no criminals would catch on to this and start using it to their advantage...

"Hey, who's the hottie?"

Robin turned around just in time to see Beast Boy and Cyborg exchange suggestive looks. Rolling his eyes behind his mask, just as Raven was doing, he turned back to the screen. The girl on the screen was indeed pretty. She had strawberry-blonde hair, big bright blue-green eyes, and ruby red lips. Her angelic face may have passed her off as cute and innocent, but Robin knew better. She was dangerous. Cute, but dangerous nonetheless.

"Titan's, go!" Robin gave the command and his team was off. Before he left the room, he looked at the screen again and shook his head.

"Just when I thought my past was behind me..."

With that, he turned and followed after his friends.

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The Titans arrived at the scene at what looked like the end of the battle between the "Hot Chick" and what seemed to be a bunch of life size marionette puppets. According to all the broken pieces of the puppets, the girl was winning. That is, until one of them grabbed her and physically threw her through the air so she landed on the roof of a car ten feet away.

"Ouch..." Beast Boy winced. He transformed into a gorilla and started to run, but Robin stuck an arm out, stopping him.

"No, no one does anything. I'll handle this," He said, and before any of them could argue, Robin had broken out into a run, pulling a couple of bird-a-rangs out of his belt. He let out a battle cry and threw them at the nearest puppet. It exploded on contact. Then Robin pulled out his bo-staff and began attack the last four at a rapid pace. The Titans stared at him. Having only seen him fight like this when Slade was involved, it was weird, for lack of a better term, to see him fight like that at any other time.

"If he can fight like this all the time, then I don't think he needs us," Beast Boy commented, earning glares from the girls. He simple shrugged at them.

"Don't be stupid, man," Cyborg said. "Of course he needs us."

"Yes, he becomes most unstable when Slade is plotting something bad." Starfire added, tossing a concerned look at her best friend, who had demolished half of the puppets he was beating up. He demolished another one and threw his staff aside and started punching the last puppet. At this, Starfire frowned.

Robin couldn't believe his bad luck. The girl was on thing, but the puppets? When he left the batcave he thought he had put his past behind him- and he had. For two and half years. Was his past really coming back? Unacceptable. He left the batcave to get away from this shit; not to have it resurface years later. He snapped the puppets head clean off, threw it to the side and then ran to the car where the girl was lying.

"Jesus, Ana," He muttered, as he lifted her off of the car. She shifted in his arms and opened her bright blue-green eyes. Blinking several times, she frowned.

"We need to talk," She said.

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A half hour later, the Titans and the girl were gathered in the Titans living room. The Titans sat on the couch while the girl sat by the computer, loading something to show them. The entire time they waited Robin was uneasy, though he gave no sign. He sat with his arms crossed over his chest, and his legs crossed and sitting up on the coffee table. He was trying to pull off a casual look, but sometimes casualism can give a person away.

"Okay," the girl said, turning around in the chair to face the team. "First thing's first. My name is Anabelle Woodsen, and as you probably assumed, I know our Robin. Quite well, actually." She wasn't surprised to see the scowl that had planted itself on Robin's face slid right off. During the car ride back to the Tower she had been more focused on healing her wounds. It had been one eerily silent car ride. Robin's four friends kept giving him curious and worried looks, while he just stared ahead of him with a scowl on his face. Much like he had been doing before. Although she knew him well enough that she knew he thought he was being casual.

"Ana..." Robin muttered, shifting uncomfortably. Anabelle shrugged and flashed him a smile.

"So, uh, what brings-" Beast Boy began, but Robin cut him off.

"Why are you here?" The smile slid off of Anabelle's face and turned into a look of annoyance.

"Well, I thought to myself, I haven't seen my good friend Di - Robin in a good couple of years, so why not find him and say hi?" Sarcasm was dripping in her tone. She and the masked leader glared at each other for a moment or two before Anabelle continued. "Actually I just happened to be passing by when I was attacked by Marionette's little slave puppets." Robin sighed.

"I thought those things belonged to Marionette, but I thought that was my paranoia kicking in," Robin said. He groaned and stood up, arms still crossed tightly across his chest. "The return of Bitch-face means only one thing-"

"-The Band of Seven is back." Anabelle finished, grimly. Robin swore loudly. He dropped his arms to his side for a moment, and then crossed them again.

"Hey, don't shoot the messenger. I originally intended to just not tell you, but when I was attacked in your city, it was kinda unavoidable."

"What do you mean 'you weren't going to tell me'?"

"I figured you had you're own problems-"

"This is my problem!" Robin pointed to the large T.V. screen that had a picture of a doll like woman on it. "It's as much of my problem as it is yours." Now Anabelle crossed her arms.

"We were kids, Robin." Anabelle said firmly. The Boy Wonder glared at her.

"Been spending some time with Br - Batman, have you?" He snapped. Anabelle scowled at him.

"I asked him where you had disappeared to, yeah."

The other Titans looked at each other. It was obvious that these two went way back, but their relation wasn't so easily determined. Were they friends, cousins, enemies? It was hard to say; nonetheless, they were bickering like five year olds. Getting fed up, Raven cleared her throat.

"Who's in this Band of Seven you two are arguing over?" She asked. Anabelle and Robin stopped bickering mid-sentence and looked at her. The expressions on their faces told the Titan's they had clearly forgotten that they weren't alone.

"If I remember correctly," Robin began, "It was: Amnesia, who can erase your memory for a period of time; Marionette, obviously, who can control her puppets from hell; Impulse, who can control ones actions by touching them; Frost-"

"-Nope, he's dead," Anabelle corrected. Taking his place is Gypsy, a master thief. You'd be surprised at how big of a pain in the ass those kinds of people can be."

"We've seen Red X," Beast Boy said, off-handedly. Anabelle looked at the green Titan, then at Robin.

"You actually did it?" She asked, aghast. "Are you out of your mind?" Robin grunted in reply.

"Later," He said, and continued listing the members. "There's Ace, who can put kinetic energy into objects; Krystalin-"

"-Is dead," Anabelle interjected, sounding annoyed. "He was replaced by Mirage, who can make you see stuff that isn't there."

"And last, but not least, Reaper, who has a hand of life and hand of death. He's their leader." Robin finished.

"Powerful on their own, one hell of pain in the ass when banded together," Anabelle said, and Robin nodded in agreement, and then started pacing. This was way too much bad news for such a small amount of time. Bad news was supposed to come in smaller amounts, not in the dosage he just received. Otherwise it's just too much to handle. First he has a dream about his past, then Anabelle suddenly pops back into his life minutes later, with her is the Band of Seven. He felt a headache coming on.

The Band of Seven were some of the worst criminals Robin had ever laid eyes on. They made Slade seem like some G-rated bad guy from a child's Saturday morning cartoon. They were all about rape, torture, murder and other horrible things. They crossed lines even Slade wouldn't cross. Well, except for murder. After all, Slade was an assassin. But the Band of Seven were no friend of anyone's - ally or foe. They'd kill you just for the fun of it. In fact, sometimes they would kidnap your friends and/or family and make them watch while they killed you slowly, and then to add insult to injury they'd make them clean up the mess afterwards. No, they were not nice people. And the fact that they were back just put all of the Titans and their allies in danger. About sixty people, more or less. The Titans had a rough time ahead of them.

"Robin?" Anabelle said, and made it a question. He looked at her. She looked so different from when he last saw her. Her strawberry-blonde hair had grown out and now hit her mid-back, she had four sets of earring pierced into both ears, she now wore black leather pants with a silver belt, a tight white t-shirt, a black leather jacket, white boots that looked like go-go boots, had a black collar around her neck, and black fingerless gloves. The last time he saw her she had been wearing a red mini skirt with matching five-inch heels that had an ankle strap, and a white t-shirt.

Shaking his head violently, he turned around and walked out of the room. Caught off guard, Anabelle looked at the living room doors that had just closed, and then at the his friends who looked equally alarmed. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she followed her friend out of the room. She waited until the doors closed behind her before speaking.

"Are you okay, Dick?"

He stopped walking and turned around to face her. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he actually found the words he wanted to speak, but it wasn't the answer to Anabelle's question.

"Don't call me that, not here."

"Oh sorry," Anabelle replied, sarcastically. "Are you okay, Robin? God, are you ever going to grow up?"

"Ana, I left Gotham to get away from this. Had I known I'd be dealing with this shit later in my life I'd have stayed, so excuse me for not being a happy little camper," Robin replied. Anabelle shook her head.

"No, you were always like this," Anabelle shot back, "Anytime something didn't make you happy, or go your way you'd either sulk or get pissy. And when ever you got pissy you'd act like a God damn five-year-old - and don't even try to deny it." Robin didn't reply, just glared at her. "Don't glare at me either."

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While Robin and Anabelle were busy arguing outside the living room, inside the rest of the Titans were discussing what they had just witnessed.

"So, what do y'all think about this?" Cyborg asked, looking at each of his friends in turn. Starfire and Beast Boy looked a little confused, while Raven was expressionless.

"I am unsure what to think," Starfire said, sincerely. She was fiddling with the edge of her purple skirt. Beast Boy nodded and stood up to stretch; he had been sitting down for a long time, at least an hour.

"Honestly," he said, "I never pictured Robin with a past."

"Yes, he has been most secretive about it," Starfire commented, earning agreements from her friends. Beast Boy smirked.

"Hey, maybe we can get some stuff out of this Ana chick." Raven shook her head and also stood up.

"Do you honestly think she'd tell us anything?" She asked, and then sighed as Beast Boy opened his mouth to answer. "Of course you think she would, but in reality there's a good chance she won't. Not if Robin doesn't want her to, which is probably a definite. Besides, if Robin wanted us to know about his past he'd have told us ages ago."

The Titans fell silent for a few moments.

"So, what about this Band of Seven?" Beast Boy asked.

"I'd say kiss sleep good-bye for a long time." Cyborg replied, "Also, we should go buy allot of coffee." Raven rolled her eyes, and Cyborg grinned and gave her an innocent shrug.

"I hate to admit it, but if they're as bad as Anabelle and Robin say then Cyborg's probably right," She said. But before any of them could continue, the living room doors opened and the two teenagers walked back in the room, neither looking happy.

"Look, they're not going bother us for a while so I say we should call it a night," Anabelle said.

"Ana's right. We'll deal with this later." Robin looked at his old friend. "Come on, I'll show you where your room is." And with that, the teens headed back to their rooms to get as much sleep as possible. With this new threat it'd be hard to say when they'd get another chance at a decent nights sleep.

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