SiscoKid: I'm not quit sure what I'm going to do with this story. Hm…..

Disclaimer: I own but a computer. Which I type on.

Chapter 1

Raven Roth walked gracefully into a poetry café in Metropolis. She talked briefly to the hostess at the door and orders a cup of tea in advanced. Now a famous poet she traveled all around the country reading her poems, expressing the pain in her soul.

The former Titan sat at a booth in the far corner to remain out of the publics view until it was her turn to let her feelings fly. Once receiving the tea that she had requested at the door, she sat quietly and briefly reminiscing of the past before the Teen Titans were forced to be disbanded. Before using her powers for any reason would result with a fifty million bounty on her head. Way back before meeting up with a old team mate would get them a trip to the prescient for interrogations of any plans to reforming their once so happy family of misfits.

Raven sighed before foreign strong emotion got a hold of her and instead began to scan the room to clear her mysterious mind.

It was the usual crowd. 'Hm, lets see who do we have with us tonight. Wow a really mixed crowd. There's the musicians, artists, Gothic's, and die hard poets.'

Her eyes stopped abruptly on a strapping black man playing the bass with the band. He wore a dark grey suit that did a poor job of hiding the muscles underneath. On his head he wore a strange grey hat of some sort but you could tell he was bald. From this far she couldn't really tell the color of his eyes but some how she knew they were a lifeless shade of dull grey.

"Miss Roth!"

Raven looked up startled at the hostess. She had been observing the bassist so closely everything else surrounding her had faded away.

"Sorry. May I help you?" Raven asked quietly.

"Well miss Roth it would be rather pleasant if you would be so kind to grace us with your poetry. It is your turn." The hostess told her passionately. It was now that Raven noticed all the occupants of the café staring curiously at her.

"Oh." Raven replied as she scooted out of the booth and made her way to a stage with a microphone on it. Picking up the microphone, she introduced herself.

"As most of you know I am Raven Roth and tonight I will be reading few poems from my latest book. The first poem I will read will be…….." Raven stopped mid speech as she stared at the bassist. He sat now conversing silently with the rest of his band.

A few loud awkward coughs brought her out of her trance.

"Uh…change of plans the first poem today will be a new one I just created." Raven announced receiving a hand full of applause.

"I call it the Bald Bassist." Raven explained before beginning. As she read the poem she watched as one of the bassist band members nudged him and he looked up right back at her. But she didn't avert her gaze as her eyes nearly welted up with tears at the sight of his dull grey eyes.

'He's alive!' was the only thought that ran through her mind as she read through her selections of poems on stage. Once she finished she received much applause and was asked to stay a while longer to sign some books.

She watched out of the corner of her eye as the band put their instruments and music in cases and folders before moving back stage. The bassist gave Raven one last glance before walking out of her sight.

A few minutes later Raven was done and ready to leave when the hostess stopped her.

"Thanks for coming here and I hope you wouldn't mind to comeback some time." The hostess told her.

Raven nodded and was about to leave before a fleeting thought came to mind.

"Would you by any chance know the name of the bassist who played in the band today?" Raven asked with unusual eager eyes.

The hostess stared back at her with wide eyes of surprise.

"Who? Do you mean Victor. Did you like his playing, I noticed you named a poem after him." The hostess exclaimed quite loudly.

When Raven just stood with her mouth slightly agape the hostess went on.

"I came upon him a few years back. He had no clue what so ever of how to play bass. But I felt sorry for him so I taught him how to play and introduced him to a band that had just lost their bassist." The hostess explained.

Raven again remained silent so the hostess took this as a sign to continue.

"He was a real odd one and that really saying something coming from me." The hostess laughed.

Raven for the first time looked her over. She had short spiked up black hair and bright green eyes with various piercing covering her face and on her ears. Raven couldn't imagine how many more lay hidden under her uniform.

"I never got your name." Raven said, searching her with her eyes for a name tag.

"Oh yeah. Sorry silly me. My names Sarah." Sarah said with a big smile on her face.

"Nice to meet you." Raven said.

"Well since you already know who I am how could I get a hold of you?" Raven asked.

Sarah just smiled at her knowingly.

"I see you've got an eye for Victor. He is some nice eye candy if I may say so myself." Sarah said, smiling at Raven who was trying feverishly to fight back a blush.

"It's nothing like that. He just reminds me of a old friend." Raven explained.

"If you say so." Sarah replied playfully after scribbling on a piece of paper and giving it too Raven.

"I start work at five. So try and call me anytime before then okay." Sarah said.

Raven nodded then exited the cafe.

'I' have got to tell Star…or I mean Kory about this.' Raven thought urgently.

SiscoKid: Hm..another story. Its funny how I always get my creative blast when I'm about to go to sleep but instead find myself staying up for an hour or two typing. I really like this but it will have to wait until I'm done with some other projects.