What up hommies! (Sigh) There I go again. Well, I kinda don't have that much to say, so I'll get on to posting the chapter already. Here it is! The eighteenth chapter! (Looks at summary) Wow, this summary is super short. I think it's the shortest summary I've ever wrote. (Looks at self in random mirror that seems to pop out of nowhere) Am I losing my touch of being a babbling writer? Nah . . . or am I? NAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! I don't wanna become a boring short writing summary writer! Being a babbling long summary writing writer is one of my talents and it's slipping away before my eyes! WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (Glances at summary) (Smiles at progress) Yup, I still got it. Okay, enough with the randomness; here it is! The eighteenth chapter!

Slade looked up at the screen in the room he was watching it in. It was pitch dark and the only light that filled the room was the light of the screen showing off some footage of a young girl with short black hair and light-blue eyes that were burning with anger.

The young girl was at a park, punching the living daylights out of an innocent tetherball as though it were a punching bag.

The young girl gave the tetherball one last punch as she fell to her knees letting the rope tangle around the pole and then spin back around untangling itself.

Two girls then approached from behind the young girl; both older than her.

The oldest girl had to be at least three years older than the young tetherball torturer. She had long wavy black hair with red highlights and two beautiful dark brown eyes along with very light skin. Next to her, was a slightly bit taller girl. Because of her size, she looked about a year older than the girl with long black hair, but apparently, she was younger by a year. She had brown shoulder length hair—half of it covering her right eye—with mesmerizing light brown eyes and light skin just like the girl standing next to her.

"Chris, didn't mom and dad tell you to start study?" The girl with the long black hair asked with her arms crossed.

"Yeah, after those straight F's you got on your progress report today, I'd be studying my ass off if I were you." The girl with the brown hair told her placing her hands on her hips.

The younger Chris gave out one last breath and turned to look at her two older sisters. She glared at them angrily and then gave her tetherball another torturing go around.

"Who gives a crap on what I got on my progress report. It's not my report card, so why do mom and dad make such a big deal about it?" She asked still punching the tether ball. "Report cards aren't until a couple of months, I've still got plenty of time to start studying and bring my grades up."

"God damn it Chris! Do you like getting yelled at and grounded all the time?" Her oldest sister—Elie—asked her. Chris was silent. Elie growled angrily and walked towards the tetherball court stopping the ball from going around the pole once again.

"Hey!" Chris yelled.

"Chris, if you keep up this attitude, you're going to keep getting F's in school. How are you supposed to graduate at this rate and move on in life? Do you want to end up a bum on the street living a wasted life?"

Chris groaned rolling her eyes. "Not this bull again."

Elie glared at Chris, filled with fury this time as she raised the tetherball and gave it a good punch. The tetherball went flying towards Chris and smacked her right in the face.

"Elie!" Ai yelled running towards Chris' side helping up from the ground.

Chris groaned painfully, arising from the ground feeling a dripping liquid spilling from out of her nose. She glared at Elie and quickly got up from the ground. "What the hell was that for?"

"To teach you a lesson!" Elie screamed.

"What kind of lesson involves smacking your little sister with a tetherball right in the face and giving her a bloody nose?"

Elie gave her a serious look and stopped the tetherball from wrapping itself around the pole. She let it go and walked towards Chris. "A lesson about life Chris." She told her. Chris gave her a confused look.

Elie looked at Chris and then looked back at the tetherball. She got a hold of it and showed it to Chris. "You see this tetherball?" She asked.

"How could I forget? It just collided with my face." She told her.

Elie laughed. "This tetherball, is just like you Chris."

Chris gave her another confused look.

"You know that old sane, 'What goes around comes around'?" She asked giving the tetherball a good whack.

"Yeah." She nodded confused on where she was going with this.

"Well, this represents your life Chris. That sane stands as your life and this tetherball represents you. The things you do, all the mistakes you make and all the come backs you give to other people is going to bite you in the butt later on. Hence your sane, 'What goes around comes around'. What you do to people is going to affect you later on in the future."

"Okay—and the 'This tetherball is just like you Chris' thing fits into this lesson how?" Chris asked still really confused.

"You're the tetherball in this game Chris. Like a tetherball, you're going to go through life's circle of life feeling like you're constantly being punched. Not doing anything about it, in this case, not studying and bringing up your grades is going to be like an endless game of tetherball. You'll keep on getting punched and you'll never make it around that pole. In this case, you'll never make it in life."

Chris gave her older sister an offended look, clenching her fist tightly and gritting her teeth in anger.

Elie looked at her letting the tetherball wrap itself around the pole. "You get what I'm saying Chris."

"Oh yeah, I get exactly what you're saying. You're saying I'm weak. You're saying I'm not tough enough to make it in the world. You're saying I'm gonna spend my life feeling like I'm constantly being punched and never gonna make it around that pole, never gonna make it in life. Well I got news for you sister; I may not pass school and I may even become a bum on the street, but I'll still be strong. I'll still be tough. My life may feel like an endless game of tetherball, but you know what, I'll be tough enough to get use to those punches."

And with that said, Chris walked off, completely steamed leaving her two older sisters behind.

Ai walked towards her older sister and watched as Chris kept stomping off. She turned towards Elie. "Guess your little pep talk didn't go through to her did it?"

"What else is new?" Elie growled walking off back to her house. Ai looked at her and then turned back towards Chris. She sighed and then followed Elie back home.

Slade watched standing their without moving a muscle as the tape came to an end. He reached his finger and pressed the rewind button and then the pause button. The screen showed Chris walking off with a completely angry look on her face. He stared at it for a while and then gave out a small laugh.

"You should've listened to your sister Chris." He said to the screen as he fast forward the tape and paused when the screen showed Elie. "You really should've listened."

"Master," Dark Angel said from behind Slade. Slade turned and saw his four apprentices and Chris standing their. "We're here with Chris."

Chris looked up at Chris with a serious look on her face as she walked a couple of feet towards him. Slade smiled behind his mask and turned off his tape.

"Hello Chris." He said walking towards her.

"Hello." Chris said; serious in both her eyes and voice.

"I must say I was very impressed at your progress over the past week. You've truly mastered your powers." He told her with his hands in the back of his back.

"So, does this mean I get to go home now?" She asked.

Slade closed his normal eye and turned around. "That was the deal."

"Awesome! I can't wait to finally get back home! So, when do we do it?" Chris asked excitedly.

Slade turned and looked at Chris; seriousness in his good eye. Dark Angel and Sasuke both grabbed onto Chris' arms tightly while Slade walked towards her.

"W-what's going on?" Chris asked.

"Change in plans Chris." Slade told her. "That battle I saw this afternoon made me realize, you owe me. Without me and my apprentices, you'd still be with the Titans having no control what-so-ever."

Chris gasped as she tried to break free from Dark Angel and Sasuke's grip but couldn't. She then thought of going see-through but was then hit in the back of the neck by Super Nova. Chris' head dropped. She tried lifting it up to look at Slade, but had a major headache. She also tried turning see-through, but somehow couldn't.

She turned to Super Nova who was giving her a proud smile. "Pressure points." She said with an evil grin. "Paralyzing both your body and your powers."

"Good work Super Nova." Slade complimented.

"What do you want?" Chris growled very weak.

"Isn't it obvious?" He asked grabbing the bottom of her chin roughly. "I want—you."

Chris gasped. "GROSS!"

Dark Angel then smacked her in the back of the head making her head drop once again.

"Not that way you idiot!" Sasuke yelled.

"What do you want with me?" Chris asked.

"Ugh, does he have to spell it out for you? He wants your powers stupid! Your abilities! In other words—you're gonna become the newest member to the team. Whether you like it or not." Dark Angel told her.

Chris gasped once again and finally broke free from Dark Angel and Sasuke's grip. "No way! I'll never join you! Never!"

"But Chris, you already have. We gave you an offer and you took it and the rightful thing to do, is return the favor." Slade told her.

"You've known me for practically a week Slade, you should know I'm not a very thankful person." She said as she flew up in the air and turned see-through right before their eyes flying through the walls and out of Slade's lair. "Later suckers!"

Slade gave out a small chuckle and then looked up at his apprentices. "You know what to do. Get her!" He commanded as his apprentices did as they were told.

Well, there you have it! Done with chapter eighteen and on with chapter nineteen. (Phew) Well, since it's getting pretty late, might as well pack it in and call it a night. Don't worry, I'll post as many chapters as possible tomorrow after school unless I don't have any homework. Well, it's A, B, C day which means all I have is English (where I hardly get any homework), P. E (I doubt I'll get homework in that class), and Art (oh crap! I still have to find a black and white picture! Damn it!) (Gasp) And I still have that Biology homework to do! Can you believe this, I have to write and define forty words and do a ridiculously long outline. Ugh! Curse you homework! Curse you! Well, I'll see y'all later and if I post a chapter here tomorrow, it'll be a miracle. See ya later. Bye!