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After Terra changed clothes the others began to wake up. It was still very early in the morning, nine-ish or something like that, and Timothy, Raven and Terra had already been up for three hours. As the others walked into the common room the three greeted them cheerfully, well, Timothy just waved or nodded enthusiastically.

Finally the other titans had eaten breakfast and woken up a little more; Beast Boy had gone over to Terra almost immediately after he had eaten. They sat around the table and wondered what to do with such a beautiful day. Oddly enough it was similar to the day that Timothy had arrived, and with that in mind they decided to do something active. Finally they all agreed on a game of volleyball, seeing as how that was the game they had been playing when Terra first returned to them.

They all headed up to the roof and set up the net. Choosing teams they all got into their chosen positions, even Raven decided to play, though she had told Timothy to watch, at first anyway. The ball started on Robin's side, which consisted of Robin, Starfire and Raven; the other side was obviously Beast Boy, Cyborg and Terra. Robin hit the ball into the air and the game started.

From the sidelines Timothy watched patiently as the ball was thrown, punched, smacked and an assortment of other ways of hitting. Each time the ball went from one side to the other it seemed that someone else was deciding to improvise in the rules... somehow Timothy knew that this was not the way the game had originally been meant to be played, though he suspected that the titans might be showing off for his enjoyment.

Finally after the ball hit the ground, on Beast Boy's side, they decided to play seriously, or slightly more so. As Timothy watched the others play he began to try and predict who the ball would go to next; as he did so he suddenly realized that the ball was about to fly off the roof... As the ball was hit to Beast Boy he shifted into a gorilla and pounded the ball back, at Raven of all people.

Raven side stepped avoiding the full force of the ball, but still trying to stop it. She missed and the ball flew towards the edge of the roof. The titans braced themselves for having to run down to get it but as it passed the threshold there was a thunderclap and a sizzle as the ball bounced back. Along the threshold between roof and drop a shield illuminated, the force of the ball rippling through it.

Timothy had, before the ball reached the threshold, jumped to his feet, but now he sat down hoping that no one had noticed his interference. Fortunately, it seemed, everyone was too stunned to have noticed much else. Finally Robin picked up the ball, which was slightly warm and they continued playing.

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Ninety minutes later, and three dead balls, the game was over. Robin's side had won by a technicality, they had run out of volleyballs. The points were also in their favor but if the game had continued it could have been either side's game. They packed up and headed back inside the tower and headed for their showers. They all wanted to get cleaned up after the match they had just played.

Raven, Starfire and Terra headed to the girls shower room and Robin, Beast Boy and Cyborg headed towards theirs. Once, before one of the many times the tower had needed to be rebuilt, there had only been one bathroom in their tower, but they had long since fixed that problem. Now there were enough showers and restrooms for all of the titans plus a number of guests.

After they were all washed up they realized that the growling they kept hearing wasn't an attacking kitten, nor was it Beast Boy, at least not alone. They decided to get pizza in town. Five minutes later they were at their favorite pizza joint, or perhaps the only one in town... ordering an extra large pizza. They split it four ways, Beast Boy got his usual vegetarian; Starfire got her, um, usual unusual; Cyborg got his favorite all meat, and the others settled on supreme.

As the others ate their choice of pizza Timothy looked at the slice in front of him as though it were the first time he had ever seen pizza before, which it essentially was. He was confounded by this new object which was supposedly food. It was cut into twelve slices, six of which were currently being devoured point first. More over were the number of variables that came with it, all the little foods that could be placed on top of the pizza. He took a slice which had greens, brown and yellows on it and curiously took a bite. A wild sensation of tastes entered his mouth as the cheese melted, another burst of flavor as he crunched through a mushroom and then a green pepper. And as the other titans enjoyed their slices of pizza Timothy was flooded with more sensations than he had ever felt in this life.

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Raven appeared on the grassy hilltop within the mountains. This place had begun to become very familiar to her. She already knew that the older Timothy would be there waiting for her when she turned around and saw him patiently watching her. She smiled to herself and walked over to him.

"Are you ok?" Raven asked looking into the older Timothy's eyes.

"Yes, I am ok, thank you for asking." He replied. "And so is Timothy in case you are wondering." He smiled and laughed lightly.

"Sorry, it's just that you two are..."

"So similar? Well, yes, I suppose we are." He said. "But then, I am him, just a different him, an older Timothy."

"You seem to be in a good mood." Raven noticed.

"I'm just finding myself to be a little humorous." He replied. "You see, when I was younger I was both blessed and plagued with a hyper sensitivity to all forms of sense. I could see, smell, hear and feel better than nearly anyone else. My sense of smell and taste were stronger as well but they were overwritten by the others." He told Raven. "The main problem was with sight, sound and touch, and particularly with touch. I was so sensitive that it kind of gave me a sixth sense. I could literally feel the energies in the air." He paused and shook his head. "Anyway, I had finally managed to get that under control and here I am, with no memory, breaking that control."

"So, Timothy had a sensory overload?" Raven asked.

"Pretty much, yes." he replied. "But... you should have felt it! It was like doing every kind of drug, natural or otherwise, at the same time. Such a flood of information... it's been so long." He stopped and stared off into the distance for a while.

"There is something that I have been wondering about." Raven asked. "Timothy, the young boy, doesn't remember anything, and is not in control of most of his powers, yet he is still able to do many amazing things." she paused for a second. "And every so often a teenager, only slightly younger than myself, appears to help us..."

The older Timothy didn't say anything for a while; as he stared off into the distance he had a serious expression on his face. Finally he turned back to Raven and said, "Do you want to know the truth?"

Sudden excitement rushing through her Raven replied as calmly as she could, "Yes, I would like to know the truth."

"When I was far younger than I am now; when I was virtually powerless I still fantasized. I came up with spells, methods of creation using energy, that I then tried to use. I was never really sure if any of it worked, though when I finally began being able to physically affect the world around me I continued to use those methods that I had already created..." he paused again, hesitating as though debating whether or not to go on. "One spell which I know continues to this day is a very powerful book that I created. The book contains everything that I have ever done, ever created, and everything that I ever will do or create. It's a spell book, a history, and so much more.

"I guess you could say that I draw my powers from that, even when I technically shouldn't be able to do something, if I must I can still do it. The book is the doorway to my soul, to my very being." He placed his left hand out as though holding a book to read while he placed his right hand above his heart. With one quick movement that Raven couldn't quite see or understand he materialized a book and flipped it open to a blank page. He moved his right hand along it as though reading from what ever script may be within it.

"I don't see anything." Raven said looking at the blank pages.

"No, I wouldn't think you could. This is protected by every protection I know, it is shielded by every shield I know, and in every way possible hidden. One can only read from it what is needed to be read, but they will read it in what ever language they need it to be in." he closed the book and held it balanced in his right hand. "You won't be able to read it because you can't know all you wish to about me. The simple reason is because if you know that the young Timothy will find out, and I cannot allow myself to just suddenly remember everything."

"Why, why can't you allow the young Timothy to remember." Raven asked, almost pleading.

"Because... because as soon as I completely become myself again... because if my memories return to me all in one short time something unfortunate will happen. The effect may create a tear in the very fabric of space, time, matter, energy and will. Those five cannot become unbalanced or the universe will collapse."

"Are you really that powerful?" Raven asked. "Are you evil? I can't believe that something like that would happen. I-"

"Raven, I told you before that as I entered this universe nearly all of my powers were stripped from me. If I remember who I am in the waking world those energies will return to me all at once. This I cannot control, it will just happen. And, yes, I really am that powerful... you should read the chronicles of destruction, or the destruction chronicles, or what ever they call it in this universe."

Raven stared helplessly at the older Timothy, unable to move because of shock and disbelief. She simply couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had never thought that anyone could sound so... so... arrogant. Well, except for her father. At least he wasn't enjoying the fact that he supposedly could destroy the universe...

The older Timothy sighed and looked into Raven's eyes. "I am sorry. I really don't mean to sound this way but this is the only way I can make you understand. I don't really like sitting back and watching myself with no memory, but that is the only way I can exist safely right now." he looked back at the book and then at Raven again. "I want you to hold onto this for now. May it serve you well until I need it again. Hold on to it always and it will always protect you."

He started walking towards Raven the book forward and placed it in her hand just as he leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. Raven looked down and realized that she was back in the material world, sitting in a meditative stance, the others looking at her. The book was nowhere to be seen but she felt different, somehow. If it was more power it didn't exactly feel that way, nor did she feel protected, or wiser... but still she couldn't quite shake the feeling that something was different.

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The next day when Terra woke up and got out of bed she suddenly felt as though she were being watched. As she undressed to take a morning shower the feeling went away but after her shower it was back, strong as ever. Slowly the thought that Slade may be trying to get her again crept into her mind, but he was supposed to be dead. As she entered the common room for breakfast the feeling weakened and she saw Beast Boy, uh, waiting for her.

"G'morning Beast Boy." Terra said.

"'morning Terra," Beast Boy replied. "I got you breakfast."

Terra walked over to the table and saw a smorgasbord of food. As she looked at the foods laid out on the table she suddenly realized that they were all foods from the various places she usually visited. She felt both touched and a little freaked out at the same time.

"Beast Boy... when... how... why?" Terra stuttered.

"It took me forever but I finally managed to find all of the places that you use to go to before you came here. Once I had the list I ordered what you usually got and brought it to the tower." He told her. "Do you like it?"

"I... I don't know what to say."

"You could say yes..." Beast Boy started.

"... 'cause you are going to ask me out on a date." Terra finished, remembering the night that she and Beast Boy ran off, Terra trying to escape from what she had done, Beast Boy just having a good time. Of course that was until Slade found them and told Beast Boy what Terra had done.

"Um, yeah." Beast Boy answered, blushing.

"Sure, Beast Boy, I would love to." Terra said, smiling and hugging Beast Boy.

Beast Boy grinned and put his arms around Terra just as Timothy and Terra walked into the room. The two broke off and blushed as they turned to greet the other two. Timothy had a pleased look on his face but he was hiding it well enough that only Raven really noticed and Terra briefly noticed.

"I see we have a new couple in the tower." Raven said, also trying to hide her smile.

"Uh... yeah." Terra said and Beast Boy just grinned.

Raven walked over to the kitchen and began to prepare food for herself and for Timothy. Timothy walked over to the table and noticed all of the food that was already laid out. He gazed at each delicacy as though they were pieces of art or books. Terra noticed him watching the food and she glanced at Beast Boy, who nodded.

"Go ahead Timothy, it isn't like I could finish all of this myself." Terra said to the little boy.

Timothy looked over to Raven and she smiled and nodded. In a blink Timothy was sampling the various delicacies, taking in each as though he was an expert food sampler and each was a new and delicious food. Terra noted how Timothy took so little of each that it was almost as though he hadn't taken any at all. Finally, once Timothy reached the end he selected the ones he liked the most, each one balancing out with another, until he had a complete meal.

The others had watched as though this were the most fascinating, or strange, event they had ever seen, but when Timothy had finished they shook themselves out of the daze. Raven finished making herself breakfast and tea and Beast Boy and Terra sat down to finish what Timothy hadn't taken.

"So, Beast Boy, where do you want to go?" Terra asked.

"I was going to ask you the same thing." Beast Boy said.

"Hey, I heard they rebuilt the carnival." Terra said, "We could finish there and then decide where to go."

"That's a great idea." Beast Boy said.

Robin walked into the room, blinking and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He walked down to the kitchen, where Raven had just finished, and pulled out a few things. As he got to work Starfire floated lazily into the room, which was odd to watch, and joined Robin in making breakfast. A few minutes later Cyborg entered and made himself breakfast. Once the entire group was together and done eating they sat back and discussed what they were going to do today.

"I need to do a little research, Slade is still on the loose and I don't think he has gotten any 'better' since our last encounter." Robin said.

"That's a good idea, maybe I should do a..." Cyborg started but was interrupted by Terra.

"So Slade is still alive!" Terra yelled. "Oh, sorry Cyborg, it's just that I thought..." she trailed off.

"What?" Robin asked, almost eager.

"Well, earlier it felt as though I was being watched. I thought it might be Slade, but he's dead."

"Well, that's not entirely true." Robin said.

"Slade was revived..." Raven told Terra. "By my father."

"Your father?" Terra asked.

Slowly the titans began to explain more of what had happened before Terra had been revived. As they told her their stories she listened eagerly and excitedly. When they finally got to the end it was almost like an action adventure horror story.

"Oh," Terra said when they were done. "So that's how it happened."

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Later that day Raven was reading in her room and Timothy was watching out the window, looking at the city. He seemed to be watching something, something far away. Every so often Raven would glance over at him, trying to figure out what he was doing; this time though she noticed that he had gone into a meditative stance, her meditative stance. She stood up and walked over to him. After a few seconds she looked out the window towards where he had been looking and suddenly understood...