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After gathering the goods in a bag, she fled to the end of the hall and cautiously slid the door open once more and peeked through. There was no one in sight and the sly blonde amnesiac tip-toed through the door. Now she found herself in the main entrance of the mansion. In the middle of the room, a vase stood tall and gorgeous on a sleek, well-polished table. Her lips spread wide into an evil grin. In an instant, she was stuffing that in her bag also. She swung it over one of her small shoulders and looked around, trying to think of the best path to go through right now until she heard flapping from behind and received the feeling she had just been caught. She looked back and saw a serious man in a black Kevlar suit and a cowl and cape with a pair of tiny, what seemed like, ears sticking up from the top. His big white eyes narrowed with anger and with a mix of curiosity.

"Who are you?" He asked with a rough, ragged voice that would send shivers up Terra's spine. Her eyes were wide with fear and they were jetting from side to side, digging frantically for an excuse but nothing came up. The only thing she can think of was running and she complied. Terra didn't turn her back as she jumped on the table and back flipped on the staircase and that's when she fled. Batman frowned deeper and ran after her.

Terra didn't seem to care if she were caught by a guest or whatever. She was too busy running for her life. But after the next door there stood that weird, spiky-headed kid again. Once eye-contact unfolded between them it seemed like time stopped immediately. Terra didn't rip her eyes away from him as she tried to shuffle toward the next door which was, unfortunately at the end of the room. How ironic.

The blonde teen didn't seem to recognize him at all but he sure did. The big white eyes of his couldn't get any wider and his mouth hung open.

"Terra…?" He questioned, stepping closer but received a step back from the blonde. He hesitated and stood still so he wouldn't scare her away. "I-is that you…?" The raven-haired boy asked reaching out for her. Terra kept side-walking until she reached the door and began palming the doorknob. "Terra, I order you to stop!" She didn't listen. Terra slammed the door open and ran as fast as she could carry herself. Once she spotted a window, she decided not to think twice and jumped out of it with the shards of glass cutting her cheek but ignored. Time went slower then once she noticed what happened she activated her new-found powers and zoomed through the sky with a great smile on her face, imagining the things Marcello might give her for this.

When the man in armor got to the room Terra was previously in with the spiky-headed boy right behind just to find a broken window with shards sprawled to the floor. The man in black turned to the color-blinding teen.

"Why didn't you stop her Robin?" The knight of the night demanded more than ask. The teenager flinched.

"I'm sorry Batman but that girl used to be a member of my team… or at least I think-…"

"Robin, I thought you knew your team better than this."

"I do, Batman but that member was sealed in stone nearly a year ago. I doubt she would appear out of nowhere suddenly or even get out for that matter. There was no cure and we gave up hope…" Batman frowned deeply to this.

"Everything has a cure, Robin. You just didn't look hard enough." With that, he walked out with his dark, thick cape weakly flapping behind him. Robin was surprised at this and lowered his head in shame.

"The girl that you have, Marcello…" A certain thing in the shadows growled with four glaring eyes piercing through the smoking man. "Is it really Terra, the earth-moving legend?"

"Yes, sir…" Marcello grinned while puffing smoke out of his mouth and placing the cigar back in his mouth. "She's the girl you want. She's strong; she's obedient and best of all, she used to be part of those Teen Tyrants! She's perfect for ya, boss." He smirked, taking an extra puff. The eyes showed no gratitude or bitterness.

"Excellent, Marcello, but I remind you; if you fail to release me I will do more than take your life away…" Marcello inhaled too much of his cigar and chocked in fear. "Is that clear?" He nodded while pounding at his chest to get his lungs to function once more. The eyes slowly faded but if the mid-tall man had known better, he could have sworn that he heard an evil cackle and a cold feeling sweep over the room.

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