Hallo all! Yes, it's been a while, but agin I'm given a frighteningly small number of reviews, which makes me feel sad. (don't worry Semine + Senex, I don't mean youse)

I write for youse, and youse don't evens give me mine reviews! That makes me sads. (cookie for the person who tells me what speaking style that is!)

But on with the story. I guess. If youse wants me to.


The shadow that guarded the door to the Citadel vaguely remembered that its name was Leslie. But that was a while ago. And it might be wrong. All it knew was that now it was Trigon; the low rank shadow that did Trigon's bidding for him, and that no one should go through the door unless Trigon let them.

So when Trigon the low rank shadow saw the group of teenagers coming toward the Citadel, he slipped toward them to kill them.

But a lingering trace of Trigon the Terrible stuck to the innards of one, so Trigon the low rank shadow decided that he could let them get closer.

But Trigon the low rank shadow still needed to figure out if they were a threat. So Trigon the low rank shadow solidified in front of them and asked, "Who are you? You aren't Trigon the Terrible, or Trigon the low rank shadow, or Trigon the trainer who trains. But then which are you?"

The teens blinked. "Um… I'm Beast Boy the Titan, and you don't look like Trigon." The green one immediately became some dinosaur. Leslie might have known which type, but Leslie wasn't Leslie anymore, and so wouldn't tell Trigon the low rank shadow.

"Beast Boy, it's just a shadow that Trigon controls. He names all of his slaves Trigon." The Trigon-smelling one conjured a shadow and hit Trigon the low rank shadow. Trigon the low rank shadow thought that the dinosaur might have said something, or made an inaudible growl of understanding, but it was killed then, and Leslie was taunting it. Leslie was downright bitter ever since Leslie stopped existing, Trigon the low rank shadow noted before moving on to the realm of wherever it was going.


Hee hee hee. Trigon the Trainer who Trains is homage to Yuri the Trainer who Trains, from the Pink Panther. Hilarious.

And yes, this is short (wow. Short) But hey, its an update, and it gets the plot moving, and I don't have to yet mess with the patch of time getting to the climax. I've everything plotted out except for the next few chapters…. But once those are over, I know everything. I've even worked with the physics of it! Only, my messed up physics aren't canonical with the messed up physics of the show. Sorry.

I like how that turned out.

This is Kali; sleep deprived, out, and reminding youse to check out my stuff.