Hey peoples. I hope many of you so far like my story. Please feel free to read and review, I'd really like that! And don't be afraid to write bad reviews. I can take it. (I hope) Anyway, here's the fourth chapter! Hope y'all like it! Oh, and crow14, thanks for the soda!

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"Robin! Robin, where are you?" I called out running through the bleak darkness hearing my torn-up K-Swiss shoes slamming down on the rough pavement. (Sound familiar?)

I turned from left to right and twirled around running in different directions like a trapped mouse; my chest heaved up and down as I panted furiously from all the running I've done, beads of sweat popping from my face.

"Chris." Robin's voice echoed.

"Robin?" I turned looking around trying to locate the voice. "Where are you!"

Just then, a faint figure appeared in front of me, standing their frigidly. I squinted my eyes a little to make-out who that was. My eyes went wide in surprise.

"Robin!" I cried out. I quickly dashed after the Boy Wonder as quickly as I could trying to get to him but felt like I wasn't getting anywhere.

"Robin!" I screamed reaching out my right hand moving my feet faster and faster.

Suddenly, the pavement underneath my shoes started to crack open, spreading out the floor.

I stopped, watching the ground open up in front of me, separating me from Robin.

"Robin!" I screamed reaching out my hands watching him becoming more and more distant until I could now hardly see him. "Robin! Robin, come back! Come back! Robin!"

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"Chris! Chris, wake up! Chris!" Matt yelled over my cries for Robin, trying to shake me awake. My head shot up striking with the hard bottom of the top bunk. I feel back down in my mattress cursing in pain.

"OW!" I screamed clasping my palms on my head shutting my eyes tight wincing in agony. I could hear Matt slapping her right hand over her mouth trying not to burst into pure laughter.

I groaned in distress but felt the pain die down after rubbing my head frantically.

"Are you okay?" Matt asked cracking a small smile on her Hawaiian face. If I weren't feeling so sore, I would've pummeled that grin clear off her face.

"Yeah, just peachy." I scowled tossing my furry black blanket with a powerful white tiger bearing its vicious teeth to the side, rising out of the bottom bed I slept on.

The door to our room suddenly swung open.

"I heard screaming," Mikey stated, his chest heaving up and down as he let out slow pants. Probably from running all the way up here. "Is everything okay?"

"Chris just had a bad dream." Matt told him.

Mikey looked down at me with a concerned look on his face.

"It was nothing Mikey. Don't worry about it." I told him.

Mikey looked at me like I was keeping something from him. Well, I kinda am, but explaining it to him wouldn't be the brightest idea.

Just then, I caught Mikey's eyes slowly wandering down upon me. His eyes went intensively huge and his face went total red. I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Um—Chris." He stuttered.

"What?" I asked shrugging my shoulders. What's up with him?

"Uh—" He raised his right hand and pointed down. "Look down."

My eyebrow raised in disorder as I looked down at my cotton gray pajama boxers. My eyes went extremely wide as I let out a gasp of pure embarrassment.

Matt looked down. "Ooh, that time of the month again."

My head shot up, looking straight at Mikey whose face was practically as red as mine was. "Mikey! Get out of here! Get out! Get out! Get out!" I screamed turning Mikey around, shoving him out of mine and Matt's room slamming the door behind him.

I slithered to the floor against the bedroom door feeling my face grow hotter and hotter.

"Oh. My. God." I groaned. I looked up at Matt, who was just looking down upon me with an, 'I feel so sorry for you' look on her tanned face. "Just kill me now." I told her.

"Oh come on Chris. I bet this has happened to like, a million girls before." She told me.

"Don't try to comfort me Matt. It ain't gonna work." I told her burying my head in my hands shaking it slowly feeling like the biggest fool in the entire universe. I then looked back up at her. "Please tell me you have one of those—absorbing, thingies."

"You mean a pad?" She asked.

"Is that what they're called?" I asked myself.

Matt gave me a look of puzzlement, walking towards the dresser drawer in our room opening up the second drawer and taking out a green wrapped pad.

She handed it to me. "Wait a minute, are you telling me you've never been on your period before?" She asked while I took the green wrapped pad.

"Nope, this is my first time." I told her feeling even more embarrassed.

"Wow." Was all Matt could say. "Here, I'll get out so you can change and won't have to go all the way to the bathroom with a big blood stain on your boxers."

"Thanks." I smiled obliged.

"Oh, and you and Mikey start school today, so you better hurry up and start getting ready. Your uniform is right in the closet. Trust me, you can't miss it."

"All right." I told her walking towards the closet. Matt walked out of the room and closed the door behind her while I opened up the sliding closet trying to detect my uniform. Damn, I can't believe I'm actually going back to school. When I dropped out I promised myself I was never and I mean never going back. But, I guess life just doesn't work out that way. You make a promise to yourself and there's always something that interferes with it.

Suddenly, I found the uniform I had to wear. I swear my eyes bugged out of my head when I saw it. I took it out looking at it with absolute disgust. It was a white dress shirt with flower carved buttons in the middle, a wavy navy blue skirt, and hung in back of the outfit, was a pair of black dress shoes with long, white see-through socks.

"Oh. My. God." I emphasized on 'God'. "Going back to school is bad enough, but sending my ass back looking like a little school girl is way too much!"

I gave the outfit one last look and then walked over to the large mirror Matt had in our room, putting the outfit in front of me, seeing how it looked.

"No. Freakin'. Way." I told my reflection looking at how girly I looked. I could only image how I'd look with me actually wearing this. Ugh, just thinking about it made my skin crawl.

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Dark Angel looked up at the night, starry sky folding her hands behind her head and laying down on the cool spiky grass. She gave out a pitiful sigh while shutting her eyes.

Flashback

Dark Angel walked out of Slade's lair looking up at the night sky feeling the satisfying cool breeze tickle her face. She took in a deep breath feeling the wonderful feeling of freedom, spreading out her black wings about to fly up in the night.

"Dark Angel."

Dark Angel turned and saw Sasuke standing in back of her with a serious look on his light-skinned face.

"Sasuke?"

He walked towards her, his dark eyes showing complete unhappiness. Dark Angel looked into his sad eyes and shut her own turning her head away.

"I know what you're going to say Sasuke. You're going to try to convince me to stay. But I can't. I'm sorry." She told him.

"But why? Why are you leaving us Dark Angel? You're an amazing leader. The team will completely fall apart without you. And not just the team." He said, his voice becoming more and more sad. Dark Angel turned and looked up at Sasuke who had his eyes shut and hands tightly clenched into balled up fist holding. He bit his lip. "If you leave, not only will the team fall to pieces . . . but I will to. I don't know what I'd do if you leave me Dark Angel."

Dark Angel felt her eyes beginning to water with sorrowful tears looking at her team member holding in his pain. She felt her salty tears stream down her cheeks failing to keep them in until she gave up and broke down crying.

Sasuke looked up at her, watching her tighten her fist, crying madly. He walked towards her and wrapped his strong arms around the crying Dark Angel, caressing her long hair, and cradling her like his own child trying to comfort her.

"I'm sorry Sasuke. But I just can't take it anymore. I can't live here another day with Slade. I know you guys will miss me and I'll miss you very much. But I just have to do this on my own." She cried, her tears seeping through Sasuke's blue shirt.

Sasuke pressed his lips against Dark Angel's ear and whispered softly in it. "I understand Dark Angel."

Dark Angel pulled away from Sasuke's embrace and looked into his murky eyes deeply. Sasuke gave her an understanding smile and moved his lips close to Dark Angel's, pressing them against hers in a passionate kiss.

Dark Angel's eyes fluttered shut feeling Sasuke's warm lips on hers as she kissed him back burningly, saving the moment of them lip-locking under the shinning stars and luminous moon, the cool breeze passing by them.

Dark Angel then pulled back her lips, departing from Sasuke's as they both looked deeply in each others eyes for the last time.

"Goodbye Sasuke." Dark Angel whispered, her voice cracking a little.

Sasuke bit his lip ignoring the pain he felt inside. "Goodbye, Dark Angel."

And with that said, Dark Angel withdrew from Sasuke's arms walking away looking back at him as he stood their looking back at her, forcing a proud smile on his face.

Dark Angel forced a smile on her face also, spreading her black wings out and flying off into the night.

End Flashback

It's only been a couple of days since Dark Angel last saw Sasuke, but to her, it felt like an eternity. She opened up her eyes looking up at the glistening stars after thinking back on that wonderful memory. Leaving Sasuke and the rest of the team was one of the hardest things she's ever done, but she had to let all that go. She left for a reason, and that was to prove herself to Slade; to track down Chris, and kill her; put an end to her so that Slade saw her as someone more. Someone greater than just an apprentice. Someone greater, stronger, better than Chris. She wanted to be known as somebody instead of a nobody in Slade's eyes. She was tired of being treated like crap. It was time to finally stand up for herself and prove Slade wrong. That she was more than that. She was . . . a true fighter, a believer, a dreamer . . . a somebody.

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(Wipes forehead) Phew! Finally finished. Well, I hope you guys liked this chapter and are ready for chapter number five. I'll post it soon! Peace out yo!