Hello! Thank you for reading! Like I mentioned this story is on the darker side and may not be your cup of tea. That's totally okay if you want more of my lighter stories those are in the work I just have to get this edgy plot down. I am not sugarcoating nor making villains true teddy bears. Though if your interested in fleshed out villains, warrior Starfire, and love despite the odds this might be up your alley. Please give this one a chance and review if can! Thank YOU for reading! No set posting schedule for this one, but I have a finished outline. Can you guess the povs I will be using?

Flipping through apartments to rent was becoming almost a hobby now. I just needed a space without a variety of interchangeable male roommates. I felt like fucking Snow White, just with shorty, pervy, biggy, too many, and batty. I just needed to be able to take a shower without having to check for any cameras or eyes.

The only other female villain I knew well in the area, Angel, was unwilling to come to our place due to the filth, but her studio was still in a undisclosed location. We had split a dorm back at HIVE Academy and that was an experience neither of us were eager to relive. Feathers on one side and accidentally ruined furniture on the other. That was just the highlights.

Though flipping through images of apartments and home décor was soothing on nights where we were all cooped up. Billy had been arrested and the rest of us were not in the mood to join him without a decent pay off. It gave me time to fantasize about coffee tables that never had feet rested on them and some fucking throw pillows on a coach that didn't have enough stains to classify as a pattern. It's not like I could pass a background check on anything.

Though the house would not feel half as cramped and gross if I hadn't spent some months with him. While he had wrappers and clothes occasionally scattered he was quick to straighten up when he knew it had hit my limit. It also had new furniture, with a recliner with a massage feature. I should have stolen that chair when we split. It would have been fitting. He should of known better since I just ruin everything I touch. I had done him a favor not staying for any longer.

While I was far from a fan of my current location, it was on the beach. Or well as close as I wanted it to be on a beach. A tsunami warning had come and past which meant the shore was probably loaded with interesting things that turned up. It was better than listen to battle noises of a video game console, Nickelback, and insults filling the air. The sound of the ocean was undeniably calming and probably the only reason I was able to sleep at night. Definitely the only reason. There had been sirens and news reports that had gone off for the past couple hours, but I tuned those out. It was Tuesday which probably meant that the news was trying to fill the space by overexaggerating a pile up or plane crash. It wasn't any of my business besides heeding the high wave alert. Though that had faded.

I left without saying anything since I really did not feel like any of them tagging along. We either came back or we didn't. Seemore might out of any of them and he was the one I wanted to see least. Ever since I came back he had been acting like I had chosen him, uh no. Never in a million years, though that had also been my own bad for leading him on so long. I just couldn't figure out a good way to get him off. Not in that way… but getting him out of my personal space would be ideal. Getting him more deodorant was a compromise so I didn't gag every time he threw his arm at the back of my chair.

I turned my eyes to the dark waters and shore. The sun had set a while ago, but my vision had no issues seeing in the dark. My feet were bare which helped me navigate easier. It was nice to ditch the boots in all fairness. They had taken a beating in my last battle when Beast Boy had transformed into a dog and went full instinct. The slobber was unappreciated.

I saw a variety of tires, shells, and strangely license plates coat the beach in a sea of kelp that had been washed up to the land. Nothing was immediately catching my attention as I dodged the spongy jellyfish that had also been left by the retracting water. Though there was an interesting pile of red kelp that was odd for this area. It looked like it was attached to some sort of log by the raised pile of kelp it was next to. Though it twitched. It was not uncommon for an unlucky whale or other marine mammal to wash ashore after such water conditions, it must have gotten tangled. It was partially in the water so maybe I could push it back in. It could be my good deed for the year. Female Supervillain saves beached Dolphin. Most of us besides Gizmo didn't care to hurt animals, Beast Boy being the main exception.

Though as I pulled back the kelp to see what lay underneath, I was not expecting to find an unconscious Starfire. She had a piece of metal tangled between her skull and her wet hair I had misidentified as kelp. Fuck I was really not in the mood for a fight. No good deed goes unpunished. Though she did not move, did not strike. I then noticed a thin stripe of metallic blue running down her head from the metal shard that took up a line down half her head. I didn't even know the girl could bleed. She must have been fucked up. I got a stick and pulled more kelp aside to see her uniform in tatters barely holding on by threads, no gems, no shoes, no gloves. Though the only true injury seemed to be her head wound.

She was too close to our house. If she woke up and explored civilization we'd be fucked and I wasn't sure how to off her since she was still freakishly sturdy. My powers weren't always useful on someone already so unlucky. I also didn't really have the strength to subdue her if she woke up as I kicked her back into the water. I typically avoided her in battle unless I could topple a structure on top of her by dumb luck. She was intimidating and could back up her threat level with her strength or starbolts which did hurt like a bitch at this range.

I needed her not to be here, but there wasn't much I could do. Well one of the rare times having a household full of men and superpowered ones came in handy.

I poked her face with my stick to test how unconscious she actually was. When her eyes remained shut I trusted she would still be out by the time I came back.

I walked briskly back to the house to a surprisingly mellower house than when I left. All the boys were in the living room at different levels watching the news. It showed footage of Starfire chasing down what had to be nuclear bombs and then the screen went bright white when one detonated and another followed. The news caster revealed that Starfire was missing and in thoughts and prayers. Fuck the girl was tougher than nails, still a pain in my ass most of the time, but none of us could still be in one piece. She had also saved our asses indirectly. Fuck now was not the time for a relapse of my morality.

"Crazy right? Well one less Titan to worry about." Seemore said acknowledging my presence. Mammoth was zoned out on the couch, he had taken a few too many hits to the head that sometimes he just was content.

"Rest in pieces, Alien bitch." Gizmo said as he fiddled with something on the coffee table. Kyd Wykkyd seemed focused on the footage and in control of the remote as he rewound the entire clip either for my benefit or his. At least they were all here.

"Actually she is our problem right now." I said and had Wykkyd turn off the T.V. I explained what unfortunate alien princess had washed up on our beach and what we needed to do next.