Chapter7

Hi everyone! Sorry it's been a really long time since I've updated. I've had school, computer problems, soccer, annoying siblings… Well, I think you get it. Anyway…

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Ryan and Kory were driving home.

"Thank God we're rid of that asshole," said Ryan.

"Ryan Grayson! I don't want to hear that kind of language coming from your mouth! I get that you'll be eighteen in a matter of weeks. I know you're trying to prove you're a big strong man. But if you really wanted to be a big strong man, you would lay off your father for once," said Kory.

"Wow, Mom, I didn't know you were suddenly Dad's biggest fan! I mean, you walked out on him! Now, you're all Ryan, be nice to Daddy, even though I know you hate his guts! I'm gonna be more supportive of my ex-husband than my wonderful son!"

"If you mean yourself, then that is one of the biggest jokes I have ever heard in my life. And can you please stop talking about your father?"

"Fine. So you're not jealous, even though he was with that blond chick?"

"That's his cousin."

"Oh."

"I'm superhero offspring?" asked Nikki.

"Yes. Your daddy, too. He's Nightwing. But you wouldn't know that, considering he's pretty much ignored you your whole life," said Slade.

"Shut up. Why did you kidnap me anyway?"

"Isn't it obvious? You're such a powerful little girl. You could completely destroy the universe if you knew how to use your powers."

"I would never do that."

"You're such a goody-goody, Nikki. I knew I should have kidnapped your brother! Except he would be useless to me, as his powers aren't nearly as great as yours."

"My brother wouldn't listen to you either."

"That's wonderful. But you can join me, and be rich and famous."

"Never."

"Why are you being so difficult?"

"Because, I'm the good guy."

"Honey, your mother lied to you your whole life. I've told you the truth from the beginning."

"I don't care. I still hate you."

Richard had just gotten home from Uncle Bob's Burgers. He sincerely hoped George and Sierra were using protection.

But that wasn't his problem or business. What he should be thinking about was that Kory gave him her number! Woo-hoo! Okay, so she only gave it to him so he could call her if he saw Nikki. But still. Maybe he should call her right now and beg her to take him back.

No, he couldn't do that. She'd get really pissed off. Besides, it was one in the morning. If she was asleep, she'd be even more pissed off.

Richard, you need to sleep so you can have strength for the next day, said his conscience. Actually, he was pretty sure it was Kory's voice, back when she actually cared whether or not he got a good night's sleep.

In the morning, Ryan woke up to the sound of a ringing doorbell. Stupid neighbors, he thought. Probably asking for eggs so they can make French toast. He opened the door, expecting to see the Buscemi family.

Instead, there was a tall eighteen-year-old (Should I say boy or man? Darn! I'm gonna say guy.) guy with spiky brown hair, blue eyes, huge muscles, and smoke coming out of his ears (since TT is a cartoon). He seized Ryan by the collar.

"Okay, Grayson. Either you tell me why Nikki didn't show up to our date last night, or my fist will break your pretty boy face!" said the guy. It was Max Fists, hater of all things Ryan James Grayson and Nikki's boyfriend.

"Fists. First of all, you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Good."

"Second of all, Mom thinks Nikki got kidnapped. So I don't know where she is."

"And who let her get kidnapped?"

"Nobody let her get kidnapped, Fists. She was coming back from babysitting, and we haven't seen her since."

"And why was she out babysitting?"

"Fists! You make this sound like it was my fault!"

"It is your fault, Grayson! Everything is your fault!"

"How is it my fault?"

"I dunno. But I need someone to blame everything on." Max got on his Harley Davidson (if you read Love Hurts, you know I have a thing for Harleys). "Grayson, I'm gonna find my girl. And if I don't, you will pay." Max drove away.

Ryan sighed. Why did this happen to me?

He saw a note from Kory on the counter.

Ryan—

I'm looking for Nikki. You probably won't see me until really late. You can do anything you want as long as it isn't destructive, and yes, I do mean calling Dominos and asking them to deliver 5 large pepperoni pizzas and 12 large bottles of Pepsi to my boss. Just be careful.

You probably should know what is going on. Nikki was kidnapped by Slade Wilson, the same man who tried to kill you when you were little. Do NOT attempt to go after him yourself. He is a very dangerous criminal. He has almost killed me several times over.

"Why is he after us?" you might ask. I am—was Starfire. Your dad is Nightwing. Even Junior and Jasmine are at risk. Aunt Rae was Raven, Uncle Gar was Beast Boy, Uncle Vic was Cyborg, and Aunt Bee was Bumblebee. Sorry I didn't tell you before. I hope you can forgive me.

Do not call me unless it is a dire emergency. If I do not come back by midnight, go to the T-tower a few miles away. Inside the garage, you should find an orange spaceship. Program it to go to Tamaran. That is my home planet. When you get there, say you're Ryand'r, the son of Princess Koriand'r. Since you look like your dad, I can only hope they believe you.

Love,

Mom

Ryan read over the letter several times to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. His parents were superheroes. Oh god.

He needed to go for a run in the park. All he needed was some fresh air. Then, when he came back, the note would reassure him that his parents were not superheroes and he was not half alien. His mom is not an alien princess who used to be Starfire. His dad was not Nightwing.

Actually, that'd be pretty cool if his dad actually was Nightwing. That would mean he wasn't a jerk, because he saved lives every day. And then, his dad would let him borrow the N-Cycle so he could impress girls.

But Ryan was pretty sure he was hallucinating.

At the park, he took off his shirt and ran a few laps on the track. He started to feel better. Then, as he was dripping with sweat, he heard the most annoying voice known to man.

"Wow, Schnookie-poo, you're sooooooooo totally fast!"

Ryan stopped running and turned around. Standing there was Erin Hellene, his excruciating girlfriend who he seriously needed to dump. True, she was very pretty, with dirty-blond hair and big blue eyes and no fat anywhere on her body; though a lot of people suspected she was anorexic. But, he had to dump her.

"Um, hi Erin," said Ryan.

"Schnookie-poo, aren't you happy to see me?" said Erin.

"Sure. Erin, we need to talk…"

Erin came closer to him, rubbing her hair on his chest. "Can you come to my house tonight? My parents will be out and we can get funky."

"Erin, I can't."

"Why not? I heard you got funky with Joanna."

"Erin, I don't really like you enough to have sex with you. Actually, I don't really like you romantically. Actually, I don't even like you as a friend." There. He said it.

"Are you dumping me?"

"Yes."

"Nobody dumps Erin Hellene! Nobody!"

"I believe I just did."

"Fuck you, you asshole, FUCK YOU!" Erin slapped Ryan. She then let out a frusturated scream and ran away, sobbing.

There's chapter 7. I hope it was long enough, although nothing is ever long enough for you people. Here is the poll.

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