Hullo my friends. I have only two things to say and that is to Superchick116: Hay, I'm just trying this BB/Rae thing out. Like I said in my profile, I am also a BB/Rae fan. True, they have nothing in common, but that's why I like it. I've never been known for my wits. also, your new story, I'll read in an instant. And thank you sooo much for still reading this, even if you don't agree with the pairings. Just pretend that BB is Rob, and ignore any insults about Robin you might hear and you'll be ok. RavenVsDestiny: If you would once again read the story, you would notice that it said that BB looked down at the rocks. That was where I was trying to direct the attention to. Thnx tons for reviewing.

Disclaimer: Oh come on, do I really have to say that I don't own the Teen Titans AGAIN?

A teen at the age of 17 (A/N this is really important for later on) walked calmly through the crowd. He had done everything within his power to look like a normal visitor. The folk of Gothem barely noticed him. As he walked by a group of girls, they started to giggle furiously. The teen stopped in his tracks, turned around, and with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, spoke to the obvious leader, a blonde with green eyes, and her horse-like face covered in zits.

"Excuse me, but in which way is Jump City located?" he asked in a British ascent (A/N picture Harry Potter NOT MAD MOD!).

The girls giggled again as she openly raked his appearance in lust filled eyes, a faint flush seeping through her zit covered face. She took in his black tank top that covered his well muscular, but pale chest and stomach like a second skin. With his pitch-black pants that molded to his muscular thighs and butt, leaving little to imagine. She took in his startling smoky eyes, and his spiked black hair.

"Sure. Just head…you know what big boy, I'll take you there directly myself." She said, obvious lust filling her voice, as if to suggest that she would like to take him somewhere private indeed.

"Cool. Please and thank you." he stated, starting to follow her as she set off, only to stop abruptly as her friends followed.

The girl stopped as well when she noticed that he was no longer following.

"Why did you stop?" she asked.

"I only want you to guide me. I don't like crowds." He explained, a gentle smile playing across his lips.

"You heard him girls. Only me." She shot at her friends with a look of triumph.

The other girls moaned slightly, but went back to the corner. The guy once again started to follow the girl. For about an hour they walked in silence. Realizing that he would not start a conversation, the girl spoke.

"We're nearing the edge of the city and you've yet to tell me your name."

Silence.

"Sooo… My name is Laree. What's yours?"

Still silence. They were now at the city limits. The hunk stopped. The girl turned around, a smile twisting her already marred features.

"My name is unimportant to you. Have you ever lost a loved one?" he asked, his voice oddly cold.

"Yeah, why? Are you going to a funeral?" she asked a slight shiver running down her spine.

"No." his voice was even colder.

The girl opened her mouth to speak, but never got that far as a rotten, scaly, clawed hand reached out from behind her and plunged into her back, slamming out in the front. Her heart was being ripped out from her with a defining blow. She had just long enough to live to see her heart before she slumped to the ground in a heap.

"Raven dearest, you are next. I can't wait to find you. Your father will be sooo proud of what you will become." Came a monstrous voice before maniacal laughter filled the air.

Hatred101: Sooo… how are you people liking my story so far?

Trian: Your creepy Hatred. And your verrrrry cruel.

Hatred101: Yeah yeah, you'll get over it.