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Epilogue

Wraithe Befriends a Foe

Sitting at a metal desk, Blackfire tried to look at as much ease as she could.

Her arms and legs were chained to the chair, with a metal clamp also around her throat, and on it were countless nano-needles, just lightly digging into her skin, were ready to inject her with a sleeping serum should she attempt to escape.

But escape was impossible; there were far too many guards around, from many races of the galaxy.

Blackfire didn't even know why she was here; there was so much evidence of her crimes they might as well send her to prison right now.

Blackfire winked at the Bailiff, "same judge as usual, right handsome?" Handsome being the incorrect word, the Bailiff having three mouths, but Blackfire had learned to be nice to the Bailiff…

"No," rasped the Bailiff, "it is a new judge. One that I hear is very harsh." Two of his forked tongues flicked out with glee… he'd had to deal with Blackfire before, and was looking forward to seeing her punished severely.

Blackfire shrugged, "whatever."

"This court is in session, all rise for… her supremacy, judge Wraithe."

The judge who stepped into the courtroom was… different.

She was young and pretty and didn't look like any judge Blackfire had seen before.

"Please be seated," said Wraithe, "now, I will begin by asking the accused several questions myself."

Everyone looked at her in surprise for a moment, but no one dared to say anything.

Wraithe smiled. "Is it true, Blackfire of Tamaran, that you have committed countless crimes all over the galaxy?"

Blackfire shrugged, "yeah, sure."

Wraithe nodded and continued, "And is it true that you had planned to become the tyrant of Tamaran and rule it with an iron fist?"

Blackfire nodded, "yes."

Wraithe smiled, "And is it true that the Teen Titans thwarted you in your scheme, and you have a well developed hatred for all of them, especially your younger sister Starfire?"

Blackfire raised and eyebrow in interest, "that is indeed all true."

"Then," said Wraithe, "you will do, perfectly." She snapped her figures and the entire courtroom paused, frozen in time. "Now, my name is Wraithe. I am the older sister of a certain Teen Titan named Raven. I have been searching for someone to be… my assistant in my endeavors, for I find my solitary lifestyle to be quite grueling at times. And you seem to be the perfect choice."

Blackfire sat with her mouth open for a few seconds. Then she closed it and thought for a moment. Then she said, "so… you want me to be your friend…?"

"I didn't put it like that, but that is the basic concept, yes."

Blackfire stared at her for a few seconds, then said, "why?"

Wraithe sighed, "I have been hugely lacking in the acquaintance department, people flock to my side out of fear, but they make lousy company. My attempt at male company proved to be a waste of time… I tried to get Robin, I'm sure you know him."

Blackfire snorted, "definite waste of time, Starfire holds on to him so hard you'd need a crowbar to separate them."

Wraithe nodded, "so… do we have an agreement?"

"About what?"

"You become my… friend… and I will see you out of this predicament. Refuse, and I will see to it that you get a Brokkanidian Pus Worm as a cell mate."

Blackfire smiled, 'I like how this one thinks,' she thought, 'and if it all goes wrong I could just backstab her anyway…' Blackfire looked Wraithe in the eye, "deal." She said.