Revenge

Kori-Starfan93: Hi, sorry it's been a while since I've updated. I've been so busy since I went all the way from Texas to Washington. So yeah, I'm in Washington, on vacation. Aw, gosh darn it. Oh, wait, never mind. For a sec I totally forgot that I could access my own story, so yeah, I'll probably be able to do this chapter easily. Oh and, Rachael and Gar's boys, are Alan (the older one) and Donny (the younger one). And now, on with the story.

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Luna and Nightingale seemed to have completely forgotten about the incident a few weeks later. They were going on about there lives like nothing had happened. Except for a few minor details. Those minor details were that Nightingale had become a little more distant, and Luna spent periods of time just sitting in any random place looking like she was thinking about something. But because Nightingale was becoming more distant, Rachael worried that she would become too distant. One day she confronted her husband about it.

"Gar, we need to talk." Rachael said to him. Gar was playing video games at that moment, trying to beat his previous high score.

"Just give me a sec here so I can…"

"NOW!" Rachael yelled. Garfield jumped and immediately paused the game. He hopped over the couch and stood in front of her.

"What is it?" he asked her. Rachael sighed.

"It's about Nightingale; she's becoming more like I was when we were younger." Now it was Garfield's turn to sigh.

"Rachael, don't worry about it. I mean, sure you were distant, especially to me. But look at you now, married, to me I might add, and you're a mother. Who cares if she ends up like you?"

"Because of who my father is Gar! You now how I would sometimes get so mad that I… ummm… you know…" Gar nodded. "Well, if she gets angry enough, she'll go through the same thing!"

"But Rae you can teach her how to control that!"

"Garfield! I can't! Not with him looking for us and our children. Soon, and I mean soon, she's going to get a chakra, and don't tell me that we can hide that some how! I mean, isn't going to be strange seeing a girl walking around every day with a little gray ring on her finger?" Rachael said very fast. (AN: Important notice! I went online to to find out how to spell chakra, and I found something awesome! I found a trailer to the Teen Titans video! Sorry but I'm getting all excited and stuff!) Garfield was speechless. After a few minutes of silence, Garfield said,

"Dude, I thought if she was going to have a chakra she'd be born with it."

"No, once her powers begin to develop she'll get a chakra. The same thing happened to me." Rachael explained. Gar was about to say something when the phone rang. He and Rachael both raced to get the phone. Rachael got there first and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hiya Rachael!" said a voice that was ever so familiar to her.

"Karen! Hi!" Rachael said.

"Ummm Rachael, I know this is kind of random, and I have no kids of my own, but I was thinking, your kids will develop powers right?" Karen asked. Rachael was surprised.

"Actually, it's not that random, because we're having that problem right now."

"Oh, well anyways, I was thinking, when the kids are older, maybe instead of still hiding them, you could teach them how to use their powers so they can defend themselves."

"You know, I never thought of that. Thanks for that. Tell Vic I said hi, cause I'm going to call Kori."

"Okay hun, seeya!" With that the 2 girls hung up. Rachael quickly dialed another number.

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Kori had just finished talking with Richard when the phone rang. She let Richard pick it up.

"Hey, what's up?" he asked. Richard knew it was either Rachael or Garfield. (Caller I.D. ppls.)

"Hi Richard. Hey, you know how our kids are developing their powers and all?"

"Yeah, why?" Richard asked curiously.

"Well, Karen just called me and gave me an idea. Instead of hiding our children, we could teach them how to use their powers so they can defend themselves." Rachael explained.

"When they're older right?" he asked.

"No, we'll teach them how to use they're powers now. Of course we'll teach them when they're older!" Rachael yelled, clearly irritated.

"Okay, okay, I'm just making sure." There was a long moment of silence on the other end. "I have to go; the boys are getting a little too high on sugar."

"Okay, bye." Richard hung up the phone and looked over at Kori, who was sitting silently at the edge of the bed.

"So, when's your first appointment?" he asked with a smile. Kori smiled back.

"Tomorrow." They both got up and headed to Luna's room. They saw Luna staring blankly at the ceiling while laying on her bed.

"Luna," Kori said, snapping Luna out of her trance.

"We have something to tell you." Richard told her.

"Is it news that I will like?" she asked. Her parents chuckled a bit.

"Well I sure hope so." Kori said while sitting down. "Okay, Luna, you are going to be a big sister." A wide grin spread across Luna's face.

"Really! Is it a boy or a girl!"

"We don't know yet. But we will in a couple months." Richard told her.

"Okay!" Luna said in a cute way. As soon as her parents left, Luna went over to her CD player and pressed play. It started playing a remix of her favorite song. She put on her dance shoes and started to dance along to it. It wasn't long until she started to sing to it as well.

"Ai, ai, ai

I'm your little butterfly

Green, black, and blue

Make the colors in the sky"

(I just couldn't resist putting part of the song in there!) Luna felt so happy while she was dancing. So happy, that she didn't notice that she was dancing in mid-air. (She takes a dance class… Just thought I'd say that…) Soon, she finally noticed, and in shock, she fell. Luckily she fell on her bed.

"Oh yeah. I have powers. But how exactly do I use them?" Luna wondered aloud. (Note: At the beginning of the chapter it said that 'Nightingale and Luna seemed to have completely forgotten about the incident…' so there.) Luna got up off of her bed and started to pace around the room. After at least half an hour of this she stopped pacing and banged her fists on her head.

"Ohh, why can't I figure this out!" she yelled.

"Figure out what?" her dad asked. Luna squealed and jumped. She slowly turned around to face her dad. "Well?" he asked with a playful smile on his face. Luna put on a fake smile and said,

"Nothing! Just something that wouldn't be that important to you!"

"Riiiiight… Anyways, dinners ready, come on."

"Okay!" Luna followed her dad out of her room and into the dining room.

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"Nightingale!" Rachael called from the living room. Nightingale slowly came down the stairs. She and Luna were now both 7. They took dance class together, and were in the same class at school, but they just weren't as close as they used to be.

"You called?" Nightingale asked in a bored voice.

"Nightingale could you please watch the boys while me and your dad go to your Aunt and Uncle's house for a bit?" Rachael asked.

"Sure, it's not like I have anything better to do." Rachael gave her daughter a serious look and then left out the front door. Once she and Gar were gone, Nightingale looked at Alan, who was 5, and Donny, who was 3. She sighed and picked up one of her more complicated books. It had long words, but she was smarter than you would think. She was the best reader in her class, what do you expect! After reading for a few minutes, Donny started to cry.

"Alan, what did you do this time?" Nightingale asked her brother. She looked closely at both of them and noticed that Donny's green bear was missing, and that Alan was hiding something behind his back. "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing!" he replied.

"Liar! You took bear!" Donny yelled at him. Nightingale gave Alan a death glare, and Alan immediately gave his brother back the bear. "Tanks Nighty." Donny said. (Hey he's only 3, you expect his language to be perfect!) Nightingale sighed. She hoped dearly that her parents would come back soon, because if they didn't, she would have to deal with worse things than this.

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"Owww! Michael, stop pulling my hair!" Luna cried as her one year-old little brother continued to tug at her long black hair. Mikayla was watching Michael somewhat torture their sister from afar. You see, Kori had given birth to twins. Although Luna was happy that she had a brother and a sister, she wish she could forget what happened before they were born.

Flashback

"Mom, when are the babies coming?" Luna asked. Everyday she asked that question, anxiously awaiting the day when they would come. Kori laughed a bit and replied,

"Soon Luna, very soon."

"Okay!" Luna just couldn't wait until they were born. She also knew that her mother had reached her 9th month of pregnancy. Her parents had decided to wait until they were born to see what gender they were. Of course they knew that they were going to have twins.

A few days later, Kori's due date, Luna decided to get some flowers, just in case the babies came today. If not, she could always get some more. While she was out in the field, near her house of course, she heard breaking glass, a scream, and then silence. As scared as she was, she ran as fast as she could back to her house. When she got there, a window was broken, and several robot looking things were tying up her mom.

"Hey, leave my mom alone!" she yelled. But that was a big mistake. All of them turned towards her and started to approach her. "Ooops." She whispered to herself. She started to run down the hall towards her room. Once in her room, she slammed the door shut and locked it. Panting heavily, she grabbed the heaviest item in her room that she could pick up and smashed the window open with. At the same time, one of the robots blasted down her door. Surprised, she fell out of her window. Luna quickly got up and ran back into the house through the front door. She found her mom struggling to untie herself. Luna used her small hands to untie her. "Are you…" Luna started.

"Luna! I need you to get me the phone! Once that's done, run over to your Aunt and Uncle's house and tell them what's happening!" Kori gave out a yelp of pain and Luna did what her mom instructed her to do. She dashed to the phone and tossed it to her mom. And although she didn't want to, she ran out the door and down the street. It seemed so long to her, and before she reached the corner, something grabbed her from behind. It was one of those robots. But before it could do anything to her, Luna smacked it's hand off and ran as fast as she could, not caring how out of breath she was. She finally reached the Logan household, but fainted before she could get to the front door.

Flashback interrupted…

"Luna! Your Aunt and Uncle are coming over, can you watch the twins?" Kori yelled from upstairs.

"Sure! It's not like I have a choice!" Luna yelled back. Kori came downstairs and gently pulled Michael off of Luna. "Thanks Mom."

"Okay, so, me, your dad, your aunt, and your uncle are to talk about some things that you probably wouldn't be interested in so if you want you can take them upstairs." Kori told Luna. Luna nodded and picked up Michael and Mikayla and started to go up the stairs.

Continuing Flashback…

Everything was black as far as Luna could tell. She knew that her mom was in trouble, and wanted to move, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get up. A while after she fainted she voices. They were faint, but she could hear them. Luna rustled up just enough energy to open her eyes, and she could hear the voices more clearly.

"Do you think she'll be okay?"

"Sure she will! I mean, she's strong, just like her mom!"

"Wait, look! She's opening her eyes!" Luna saw blurry outlines of 3 people. She blinked a few times and saw that it was her aunt, uncle, and dad. She remembered what happened before she fainted and asked,

"Where's Mom?"

"She's giving birth to the twins as we speak." Her dad answered. Luna smiled, knowing that her mom, and her younger siblings, were okay.

Flashback interrupted again…

Luna was in deep thought, so she wasn't paying any attention to where she was going. The twins were also very heavy for her to carry. She was almost to the top, when she slipped.

Kori-Starfan93- I know, I'm evil. She slipped. With the twins. On the stairs.