A/N: Okay, let me start off by saying I am only one girl. I am fourteen years old and I am not a bloody English teacher. My grammar is not perfect and my writing style has many years to mature. I know that the characters will not always be believable, but hell, how can they be when the viewers of the show have only seen them in certain situations? Writers of this site are left to make inferences on how the characters would act in coordination with their ideas. I believe I have done a fairly good job of keeping characters in line, although I do know I have a few flaws here and there. But like I said, I am only fourteen years old and I am not, and never will be will, an English teacher or collage professor.

Okay. Now that we've covered that. We can move on to how HAPPY I was that I didn't receive a single flame in my reviews! I thought you were all going to torture me slowly for that last chapter, but you didn't! Free martinis for all! Oh, and sorry for the lateness of this chapter, I had a crazy ass weekend involving caramel apples, talk of dungeons, a speaker blowing up at homecoming, and my arising suspicions of my crush's sexuality. XD

Warning: This chapter contains a tiny, tiny bit of graphic language and the mention of drug/ alcohol rehab. It's not a whole boatload of stuff, but people can be really anal on that sort of thing, so I wanted to warn you.

Dammit! Last note. In this story, I make Robin and Speedy longtime friends. They were actually part of the original titans along with Kid Flash and I believe Wonder Girl. I also mention the heroin addiction Speedy had in the comics. I took the summer to educate myself about the original Teen Titans comic series, so now I'm an official nerd. Yey!

I'll let you read now.

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"Well Jeff, residents of Jump City are shocked at what appeared on news stands this morning. The headline in the infamous Enquirer, reads 'Teen Titans Illegal Drinking Escapades.' According to the magazine, an exclusive undercover reporter entered a rave and saw a woman who has been confirmed as Starfire, sitting at the bar. A mysterious black haired boy, who many claim to be Robin the boy wonder, is pictured with her, taking various beverages. This leaves many people to wonder, are these impostors or Infact the real titans? Reporters have been unable to get any word from the team. We'll update you as we get more information…back to you in the studio…."

Robin turned off the TV. It was on every news channel, a picture of him committing a crime red handed. Usually, he would be in an outrage and attempt to save his reputation. But then again, usually, he wouldn't have been there in the first place. He leaned back further into the couch, sinking into the cushions and the silence of the room. It had been a couple of hours since Starfire had left and Cyborg and Beast Boy were nowhere to be found.. Robin tapped his fingers impatiently on the arm of the couch, doing anything to keep his mind from wandering.

A small beep echoed through the room and Rob looked down to see his communicator flashing. He opened it up to see Speedy, smiling slightly.

"Speedy?" He was the last person Robin expected to see on the other end.

The archer waved slightly. "Yeah, hey. Bumblebee wanted me to call you and tell you that Cy and Beast Boy are down our way. They stopped by last night and decided to crash here."

"Oh…" Rob frowned slightly. "Did they say anything…"

"Yeah. They did…" Speedy took a moment to choose his words. "Why didn't you call sooner?"

He shrugged. "Things have been pretty crazy lately…I really just need to get out of this house for a bit."

"You mean robbing a rave last night wasn't enough?" Speedy put on a sly smirk.

Robin glared. "I'll hang up right now…"

"No…Wait. You wanna meet up in a few hours? Talk about what's happened?"

He thought about it for a second. It would be nice to have someone new to talk to, it had been ages since the two friends had gotten together for a good chat. "Yeah. Usual place?"

"Deal."

Robin flicked the lid closed on his communicator and threw aside. A long sigh escaped him as he leaned forward, hands hanging limply off his knees. He thought about Speedy, the narcissistic archer who had proved to be quite the listener on several occasions. They knew each other from years back, all the way from the time when Robin was still training with the 'old bat'. He could tell Speedy anything…or so he hoped.

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She pulled the brush through her hair gradually, studying the image that rested in the mirror. Her violet mane had grown considerably, falling down to the middle of her neck now. Her skin was becoming less pale, loosing its distinguishing gray hue. She felt herself changing in so many ways inside and out.

As she reached her ends, she noticed something red on the brush…or perhaps it was on her hand? She put it down and looked at the handle carefully, not seeing anything. Then, she looked at her hand.

"Oh no…" She said with a grimace, staring at her palm.

There was the glowing mark of scath, haunting her to no end. She swallowed hard and looked at her other palm to see the matching symbol. Both of them sent the message loud and clear. She could run and hide, but she couldn't escape.

"Raven…" Arella asked, standing in the doorway. "Is everything alright?"

She turned around, shutting her hands abruptly. "Um…yes…is there something you need?"

Arella nodded and took a seat in one of the lounge chairs placed in the bedroom. Her expression was solemn as her fingers curled around the arms of the chair.

"Are you aware of the date?" She asked.

Raven glanced towards her palms, the red still showing through her fingers. "Yes…One day, I know…"

"So, you do realize that you cannot stay here any longer…" She let out a quick sigh. "I am glad that you came to see me…but there is nothing I can do for you…"

The mystic turned around hastily. "Mother, I can't go back…not now…"

"You must leave here this instant, it is your destiny. If you do not go back to Earth, Trigon will destroy Azarath first." Her voice was firm, unwavering in her decision.

"You don't understand…" Raven muttered. "My friends…Robin…. they all think I'm dead. I can't just magically appear again and expect to be welcomed with open arms!"

Arella stood up. "Welcomed or not, you must go back."

"Can't I just stay for one more…" Raven went to finish her sentence but her mother's expression changed drastically.

The both of them looked down at Raven's body. Her arms and legs were beginning to gain red, radiant markings. They crawled onto her skin, the message of her destiny spelled right out. The marks finished with a defining 'S' on her forehead, matching that on her palm.

"The hours…they are ticking away as we speak. You must go back to Earth now, or I will send you there myself." Arella's fingers lifted slightly and a spell rested on her lips.

Raven kept staring at her hands; they were shaking slightly. She could feel the tears building up in her eyes. On top of everything else that had happened, this was the worst. Now she knew that she had no choice but to go back to Earth. She could only imagine the team's reaction to her return.

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Starfire forced herself to stand up. The place where his hand had been felt like it was almost numb. He watched her take a few deep breaths.

"Slade…You…" She managed out, her voice tight with shock.

He looked away for a second. "You have to understand, there was really no other way for me to say it…"

She couldn't even grasp the concept of Slade saying 'I Love You', let alone having it directed at her! There were a million emotions swirling through her. Part of her was actually happy, but another part kept reminding her he was truly evil, an assassin. Then, of course, there were the overwhelming events of last night that still boggled her mind. She felt like she near exploding with all these thoughts and feelings. She could do nothing more than tell the truth. Break his heart, as it may, it was what she needed to do.

"I…" Star began, gazing up at Slade slowly. "I still…love Robin…"

She expected him to become enraged and yell at her, but his eye didn't even narrow or widen. It stayed in an ice-cold lock with her green orbs.

"Is this how you really want to live your life Starfire?" He asked slowly.

She furrowed her eyebrows, giving him a questioning gaze. "What do you mean…?"

"Chasing after some boy that will never love you back. He'll use you time and time again, and you'll keep thinking that you actually have a chance. When, really, his heart will always be with the one girl you can't compete with. No matter if she's dead or alive. Is that how you want to spend the rest of your life? Chasing after something you already know you won't get?"

"Well Raven left and…"

"Don't lie to yourself. The minute she waltzes in that door announcing she isn't dead, which will be soon, he'll wipe the memory of your little night out of his mind like a bad stain."

She felt her eyes sting with coming tears. "Just because you have been rejected does not give you the right to be so bitter."

"This isn't bitter. It's the truth. Raven will be back much sooner than you think, and you better prepare yourself for the repercussions."

Starfire wiped at her eyes quickly, catching any stray tears. "How do you know that Raven will return soon? I have heard no such news from her."

He shook his head. "No, of course not. I'm sure even she wasn't planning on coming back this soon. But the reason I know she will be back is because she is destined to fulfill her prophecy tomorrow!"

Starfire gasped slightly. "So tomorrow…"

"…Is the end of the world. It would be in your best interest to get back to that tower and tell your little friends of their imminent destruction. Perhaps they will stand a slim chance against Trigon." His voice became harsh.

Star's mouth went into a firm line. "Why should I tell everyone something Raven should be responsible for. If she wanted us to have a chance at all she should have told us…"

She paused for a second, realization sweeping over her. "It all makes sense now…She did not leave because of her pregnancy…"

"She left to escape the inevitable." Slade finished.

Starfire sat back down, sinking into the leather seat. She was frowning slightly, hurt and confused all over again. Was this really going to be everyone's last night alive? Or did Raven have some sort of trick up her sleeve?

"You should go. Robin probably needs you." Slade remarked spitefully.

Star put her hand on Slade's gently. "If these really are my last few hours on Earth…I should spend a few of them in a place where there is a good cup of tea and someone who cares for me…" She smiled gently.

"Sorry to disappoint you but I had some plans for tonight…"

She peered at him. "Please, involve me. If I am truly the one you love, you should have no problem including me in your activities."

He thought for a second and gave a slight laugh. "Fine then. You'll make everything much easier."

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Robin and Speedy sat in a local diner, half eaten burgers and chocolate sundaes sitting in front of them. They didn't stand out much, considering it was around ten at night on a Saturday. Most people were out at bars, enjoying the start of a mischievous night.

"So…what exactly caused you and Starfire to steal booze?" Speedy asked bluntly, playing with the cellophane wrapped around the toothpick in his sandwich.

Robin sighed. "I don't know…Things were crazy and I just needed to get hammered." He looked at his worn reflection in the coffee.

The archer furrowed his masked eyebrows. "You're not going to become an alcoholic are you? Only one of us needs to go into rehab."

Rob scoffed slightly. "No, No. It was just a one night thing…" Or so he hoped.

Speedy leaned back in his seat. "Cyborg said you guys didn't leave your room the entire night. Anything else happen besides drinking?" There was no suggestion in his tone, but he sure was thinking it.

"Well…" Robin sighed and stared at his friend. "You and I are good friends right…Roy?" He asked, using a first name to confirm the question.

"Righto Dick." Speedy smirked.

He saw Robin looking anything but amused, and laughed. "Sorry, Rich. But seriously, we've been buddies for a real long while now. You've helped me through hard times, so I'll certainly help you."

Robin smiled slightly. It felt good to be called something besides his superhero alias. "Okay…As you know, last night Starfire and I had a couple of drinks…" He paused and sighed angrily. "Okay more like a few bottles, but that's not the point. So, naturally, we were a bit drunk…"

Speedy raised a masked eyebrow, a smirk playing at his lips again. "I'm listening." He grabbed his soda and took a sip.

"We started talking…and then…god only knows why…I started making moves… and…well, you can piece it together…" Robin grumbled.

Speedy nearly choked on his drink. "No…No you didn't…"

Rob bowed his head. "Yeah…we did…a lot."

"My god you lucky bastard…" Speedy muttered under his breath.

The boy wonder looked up slowly, venom shining in his eyes. "Roy! I just lost the woman I love a little less than a week ago, my team is a moping mess, I broke the law when I'm supposed to be enforcing it and just because I get to fuck Starfire you consider me lucky?"

Speedy swallowed and held his hands up defensively. "Hey, I was just trying to lighten the mood…"

"Well it didn't work!" Robin put his head in his hands. "I'm just so confused right now. I know Raven isn't coming back… so why do I feel so guilty?"

"It's gonna feel like that for a while. But I'm sure that she would want you to move on eventually, as long as you don't forget her, you know?"

Rob looked up slowly. What Speedy had said actually made sense. "Wow…I think you're right…But, I mean, that's in time. Not a week later…" He frowned.

Speedy thought for a second. "Well, of course. But you have to ask yourself, was last night just a drunken rumble under the sheets or did it actually mean something more?" He made a few obscene hand gestures, only to receive harsh glares from Rob.

Robin sighed and ran a hand down his face. "That's just it. I don't really know. I mean…we were both drunk…but I still knew what I was doing…" He thought about it for a second, replaying the few clean memories he had of last night. "I think I was just trying to get rid of emotions…"

Speedy nodded solemnly. "Yeah, way back when, with the whole drug mess, it was to rid myself of emotions. Thankfully, I realized that before it was too late. At least what you did won't fuck you up for the rest of your life."

"Yeah, but mental trauma can be worse than physical at times…" Robin mumbled.

That phrase floated in the air for a minute or so as they both contemplated events in their lives. Speedy, with the attention span of a goldfish, began eyeing a waitress after thirty seconds or so.

Robin rolled his eyes at his friend's actions. "Okay, o wise one. See if you can help me with this one; how in the hell I'm supposed to approach Starfire when I get back to the tower?"

The archer shrugged. "Unless you plan on doing it again, you just need to tell her how you feel. It was a build of up emotions and vodka and blah blah blah. She'll probably say the same thing and your problem will be solved."

"Hope your right…" Robin grumbled, holding his head.

"Have I ever been wrong?" Speedy asked proudly, grinning like a mad man.

The boy wonder peered at him. "What about that time when we were twelve when you told me that girls would like me more if I was gay?"

"Well…uhh…"

"Or that other time when you told me Bruce used hundred dollar bills as toilet paper?"

"Okay! Okay! I've been wrong…But that was when we were younger…and you did get a lot of girls when you wore those pink pants…But just trust me on this, okay Rich?"

Robin sighed. "Alright…Thanks for the advice."

An hour or so later, Robin and Speedy parted ways, leaving Robin to scale the rooftops of Jump City on his own. He had nothing but the dim glow of the moonlight to lead the way as he leaped between buildings. This gave him a lot of time to think though, which wasn't always a good thing. His first thought was of Starfire, he knew she would probably be waiting for him to return when he got back.

He dimly registered his communicator going off as his feet pounded onto the rooftop. He took a breath and opened it up, Starfire appeared on screen.

"…Hey Star…" He said slowly.

She put on a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Hello Robin. What is your location?"

He looked around for a second. "About ten minutes from home, why?"

Star blinked and bit her lip slightly. "I was…ah…wondering if you could pick up a few items while you were out of the tower."

Robin sighed slightly. "Um…Sure. What do you need?"

Starfire gave out a normal list of items such as bread, butter, milk, mustard, soy milk and for some reason, nail polish remover.

"Alright…I'll be home in an hour or so. See you later." He shut the communicator and made a mental note of all the items.

It seemed awfully strange she was asking him to do grocery shopping so late at night, but if it meant avoiding 'the talk', as he had dubbed it, he would gladly complete any task.

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Slade took the set of keys from his butler and shook them slightly. He looked over at Starfire who slipped her communicator away.

"All set?" Slade asked, standing at the door.

Starfire nodded. "Yes. He will busy for an hour at the very least."

"Good. Let's get in the car."

Starfire watched as Slade instructed her to stay where she was until he pulled the car around. A slight laugh left her as she wondered what type of car he would have. He certainly wasn't the mini van type; she knew that. Perhaps it was one of those large cars she had seen on TV…a 'hummer'?

A black car rolled into view. It glistened slightly in the moonlight, as he tapped gently on the brakes, stopping directly in front of her. The body had not a single scratch on it. Hell, the car looked like it had never even seen sunlight, it was that dark. Her eyes instantly locked onto the distinctive silver jaguar 'leaping' off the hood.

Slade's window slid down and he watched her inspect the car. "Get in on the other side, and buckle up."

Star nodded and climbed into the passenger side. She noted the sleek moon roof was slightly open, providing a perfect autumn night breeze. Slade watched her buckle in as he gripped one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gear shift.

"Do you need directions?" Star asked innocently.

Slade chuckled. "Yes. I need directions to the biggest monument in the next fifty miles. I think I can get there just fine."

The car lurched forward slightly and Star expected the usual nice and easy ride, like in the t-car. But as Slade glanced over at her, excitement racing through his eye, she knew this wasn't going to be anything close to usual. She gasped slightly as Slade stepped on the gas, causing the car to speed forward. She felt herself being pressed backward by some invisible force, her heart beginning to race. He swerved in front of any car that came into his way, ignoring all traffic lights and signs, causing a good accident or two.

The tower took no time to come into view, glowing brightly over a large hill. Slade chuckled to himself and shifted gears, pressing a bit harder on the gas. Starfire gasped as he blew through a stop sign, catching the top of the hill and literally flying off of it.

"AIIEEEE!" Starfire screamed, closing her eyes. She was sure of death when they reached the ground.

Slade merely laughed as they landed with a large jolt. He took a curve sharply, the car resting on nearly nothing but two wheels. He drove a few more feet forward and then stopped abruptly, they were right in front of the island.

Starfire opened her eyes slowly. "We are not dead?"

"Well technically I am, but you aren't." Slade said, his tone holding the utmost amusement.

Star took a deep breath and looked at the clock in the dashboard. "We…we made it here in five minutes!"

He shrugged. "Traffic lights are for the weak. Now come on, we have a mission."

Starfire nodded and they climbed out of the car. Slade cracked his knuckles and looked over at Starfire, who was floating upward slowly.

"I shall have to carry you to the tower." She said and flew over to him.

"Don't you guys have some sort of bridge?" He asked, looking up as she slid her arms under his and hauled him upward.

A small smile graced her lips. "We all have our unique ways of traveling to the tower. Even the pizza boy, who I have recently learned is named Greg."

Starfire put Slade down gently onto the island and floated forward. She punched in a code quickly and the doors slid open.

"What about Cyborg and Beast Boy…Are they out of the tower?" Slade asked as they journeyed up the flight of stairs.

Star stopped for a second. "Oh…I forgot about them…" She thought for a second. "Wait here while I check."

Slade watched her run up the stairs and go through the door, light flashing down the stairwell momentarily.

Starfire entered into the main room to see Cyborg cooking in the kitchen, whistling a random tune to himself.

"Good evening Cyborg, I trust you are making dinner?" Star sat at the counter, smiling casually.

He turned around. "Yep. It's pasta night. Want some?"

She held a hand up and shook her head. "I have had my dinner already…but…I need to speak to you for a moment, if you have the time…"

Cyborg turned down the stove and sat down opposite from Starfire. "Look…If it's about what's in the news, we're going to need more than a moment…"

She shook her head. "No. It is about something else…about…Raven…" Starfire swallowed. "Where is she?"

Cyborg furrowed his eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Star bit her lip. "Her…uhh…body. Where are you storing it?"

"Oh…That…" He sighed. "Robin told me he didn't want a funeral or anything like that. So we had her buried yesterday at the graveyard on the edge of town. I'm pretty sure he visited there earlier today when I told him where it was. I was going to tell you too, but you weren't around at all today."

"I see…" She nibbled on the edge of her lip for a few seconds before speaking again. "I would like to visit her…tonight. If you could give me the location…"

Cyborg nodded and went to a drawer. He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled down a few numbers. "Just be careful. Graveyards are pretty creepy this late at night."

Starfire took the paper and looked it over. "Thank you."

She left Cyborg to his cooking and skimmed over the numbers a second time. Without another word, she flew out of the room and went back down the stairs, meeting up with Slade again.

"She's not here…" Starfire said flatly, holding out the paper.

Slade sighed. "Well, good thing I brought shovels…"

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Slade drove slowly up the cemetery lane. It was pitch black all throughout the graveyard, save for a few candles left behind by late night mourners. Multiple mausoleums were scattered across the land, standing high above the tombstones. Slade parked the car at the top of the road and looked over at Starfire.

"Sure you're not afraid of the dark?" He asked teasingly.

She smirked and opened the door. "I believe you are scarier than any dark place I have ever visited."

They both chuckled lightly at that and climbed out of the car. For having such a grim task at hand, they still managed to have a surprising amount of humor left in them, keeping everything from getting too tense. But as they reached the plot, Star felt her stomach clench into a knot, and all of her pleasant thoughts melted away.

"I cannot believe we are digging up a grave…" Starfire muttered, standing beside the plot.

The ground had yet to settle as a large mound of dirt still stood tall above the ground. No tombstone was set yet, but a small bouquet of flowers, undoubtedly from Robin, was set atop the grave. Starfire took them off gently, holding them for a couple of seconds and looking down at each individual rose.

"Well, when Raven comes back, she'll thank us for not leaving her in the coffin. Trust me." Slade went back to the car momentarily and took out the two large shovels he had packed. He hadn't really been expecting to dig up a grave, they were in there to hide evidence more than anything else.

Starfire took one and looked over at Slade. They locked eyes for a moment and then stuck their shovels into the dirt mound, taking a piece and throwing it aside. They kept with this process for a long while, not saying anything to each other as they moved the dirt aside. As they went deeper into the ground, Starfire stayed above, serving as a lookout for people.

"I think I hit the coffin…" Slade said and put his shovel on the ground.

She could barely see him as he began to brush dirt aside. Taking a deep breath, she jumped down into the hole, feeling as if she had just thrown herself into some dark void. She hit the ground quite hard, almost falling forward. From what little she could see, Slade had already wiped off the top portion of the coffin, it's black wood gleaming in the moonlight. Starfire lifted up her hand and conjured a starbolt, illuminating the small area in a ghostly green hue.

Slade looked up for a second to see the sudden source of light and then went back to brushing the dirt aside. Starfire used her free hand to help him along, revealing the rest of the lengthy coffin.

"Well…here it is…" Slade said solemnly, resting a hand on the top.

Star sighed shakily, staring at the golden locks that held it closed. "Let's open it…"

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A/N: Bleh. Not the best written chapter. It was a bit rushed because I got busy towards the end of last week (the time when I usually type) and I didn't get to start writing this until about Sunday. I really did enjoy the part with Slade acting all badass driver with Starfire. That was fun to write. Also, Robin and Speedy, I love making them like best friends. Plus, using their real names is really cool to me. Like in 'Homecoming' when they said Beast Boy's real name, I was like flipping out and my mom was ready to call the mental hospital.

Okay, responding to my friends here:

Pat (Tha Sidekick): I'll do you first so you don't feel left out. Once again, you managed to make me laugh so hard, all of my friends were asking me if I was okay in the computer lab. It was weird. God, that one Asian guy at the arcade should win a medal for overcoming adversity. Having no feet would suck. Badly.

Wow, I'm re-reading your review at home (I print yours and Rose's reviews out to respond to at home) and I'm cracking up laughing all over again. Maybe it's because I'm drinking soda in the glass I usually drink vodka in…I forgot to wash it out. Rereading that quote you put from the webcomic artistmadeDr.Pepper come out of my nose. Literally. But, tosum everything up, I'm glad you think I'm keeping everyone in character, because I really don't think I am. You give me confidence Senor Pat (as I shall call you). Or perhaps you would like your name to be Pedro? Or Quesedilla? Or the ultimate, Paco el Taco. Yeah, there was DEFINETLY vodka left in that glass.

Okay, god,I thought I had finnished responding to you but NO you had to leave a second review! XD Nah, it warmed my heart, like putting a taco in the microwave only to find it esploded a few hours later. Poor taco. Poor Poor taco. I'm obsessed with Mexican food by the way. Which doesn't make sense considering I'm Puerto Rican.

Uh anyways, OMFG! Yes you may use me in your story! Ahh! Just a few things to remember: I'm blonde, I love Robin, I have brown eyes and I'm really tall for my age. Yes, remember all of that and you will be juuust fine. Oh, and reguarding writing a story together. YES! I'd love to. It's going to be a BIT hard with the whole not computerness but if you do have a cell phone or something, perhaps we could text each other. (Yep. I'm that trusting of you. Don't you feel awsome?)

Stdmon. That is THE greatest idea ever. I mean, we could edjumacate kids that STD's are fun, although deadly. And just so you know, I'm printing out every review you give me. They are just extremely funny.

Now I know that I am not the ONLY one who finds that phrase 'Touching Is Good' very wrong for a children's product.

Love you to death Pat!

Rose (Jackalobe): Your review also managed to make me nearly die in the computer lab. Let me start off by saying, that I am not responsible for any damage to your home or your physical well being because of my plots. I'm pretty sure you probably caused an assload of noise pollution with all the screaming too. Hmm, your insurance company is not going to be happy about that.

Ah, so much to say! First, let's start with your anger towards Robin. Whoa, I sound like a therapist or something. 'Let's talk about your relationship with your parents…'. Dammit, getting off topic again. Well, I, myself am getting angry with Robin too. I know that's really stupid considering I write the characters the way they are, Heh, but he's ruining the best relationship ever, SladeStar. But just for a second, put yourself in Starfire's situation. Imagine a hot, sexy man like Robin coming on to you. I know I couldn't keep my pants on. But that's just because I am officially obsessed with Robin. I mean, I started collecting Teen Titans stuff, but now it's just mostly Robin. And I'm hoping to someday find a guy who will dress up as Robin for me for just five minutes. That would be all I would need. XD

Well, thank you so much for telling me I'm awesome at writing. It warmed my heart, really. Just try telling your opinion to my language arts teacher who says I need to work on sentence structure and idea development. Pssh. And a last note, I am very sorry about your friend. I know if I lost any of my friends, my life would be near over.

Rock on!

Next Chapter: I'm going to go much more into detail with the whole SladeStar situation. I was very vague with that and pretty much the whole chapter on purpose because I'm doing what I call the 'Lost Approach'. I'm giving some general views of events and then in the next chapter, I'll reveal more in depth moments and conversations and I'll throw in some flashbacks. Also, next chapter is going to be full of drama and angst. YEY!

Love,

Emmery

P.S: Believe someone asked what a "Fahoozlewhich" is. Well, that is my best friend's made up word to say instead of the 'F' word. It really had no definate meaning but I enjoy using it.