Chapter 13

Disclaimer: Teen Titans Me No Ownie.

A/N: I am so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. And I left you in a cliffy to. You don't know how much I hate myself for it. But I've been busy. I've reread all of my stories and I'm editing them a lot. I'm not changing the plot, just a lot of the wording and trying to keep them in character more. I've had writers' block . . . again and I've been working on different stories and cramming for assignments/tests. Ok, now I will stop boring you with my probs and life issues and you can read the story. Tell me off for not updating if you want, I deserve it.

Story Starts Now:

"That's why I didn't tell you," Robbie said and both boys looked away as the girls were engulfed in a bright light. When the light disappeared, both girls were wearing different outfits.

Jessie had what looked like a cutoff parka. Her arms and most of her stomach were left bare. The parka trim was white fur and the material was tan. The hood was the same. Her pants were matching and skin tight that ended just below the knee. Her boots were high and matching everything else. She had ski goggles on her head, holding her now red hair back. Her eyes which were normally hazel were now bright green.

Nikki had a pair of black skin-tight jeans that flared at the ankles and had the design of a silver bird on the leg. They were set low on her waist. Her tank top was black with blood red designs. It was just about skin tight and was partially covered by a dark red leather jacket which had the word 'Jay' sewn in elegant cursive. Her skater shoes were blue navy and white and the laces were undone. Her black and purple hair was now completely purple and because it was loose, it fell down in her eyes and framed her face. Her hazel eyes(which right now looked ice blue) were covered by dark sunglasses. Not that it really mattered if they fell off during a fight because they looked violet when she used her powers.

Robbie had on a suit similar to Red X's. Actually, it was more than similar. It was Red X's old suit. He had found it in an old apartment where there was a break in and he'd taken it from there. This way he could fall back on the gadgets and his fighting skills if his powers were especially hard to control that day. His ice blue eyes were covered with a thin piece of cloth that he'd found on the ground one night after they'd fought with Nightwing. He knew it wasn't Nightwing's mask, it was too thick, but he still wondered where it came from. His shoes were not the ones that he'd found with the suit. He had found those too pointy and uncomfortable so he had gone out and bought a pair of steel toed boots. He had always wanted a pair but was forbidden from getting them so it worked perfectly.

Jason was wearing baggy blue pants that had chains hanging from the pockets. His black leather jacket covered his red muscle shirt. Bright yellow, blue and red lighting bolt flashes decorated all three articles. His eyes were covered by sunglasses. He had black skater shoes on with a lighting bolt on each heel.

Nikki and Jessie both had this special talent of picturing clothes in their mind and being able to change what they were wearing into that outfit. They could also do it with other people. The good catch to this was that, you could take it off and it would still stay that way so when they decided to start fighting and they had found out Jessie's and Nikki's talent, they had gone out and bought a lot of cheap clothes at different stores. You can probably guess what they did then.

Anyway, on with the story.

They stepped out of the car (as Jay, Falcon, Shadow and Blaz) and glared at Slade. He was laughing as he watched the Slade-bots overturn cars and cause chaos.

"Come on kiddies, come out and play with the big guys," he muttered under his breath, not noticing a group of Slade-bots become envelope in a black aura while another group was promptly frozen solid.

The black magic disappeared as soon as it had come. The only sign that it had ever been there was the pile of crushed robots that it left behind.

Slade turned around when he heard a loud crash and he swore loudly when he saw the frozen and destroyed robots.

"What's the matter Slade? Did we break too many of your little toys?" Falcon asked Slade mockingly. Slade said nothing but growled and set a large group of Slade-bots on the small group of misfits. "Misfits, go!" Falcon yelled and they separated.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos," Jay muttered and grabbed an abandoned car. She threw it at Slade but he back flipped to avoid it.

"Sohtniz Noirtem Htaraza" Falcon yelled and flame engulfed several robots but more kept coming.

"Nieve Hepko Gyaltin," Blaz yelled and froze all of them, allowing Falcon to escape.

"Thanks," he said.

"Anytime," Blaz smirked and ran off to help Shadow who was struggling as well.

Slade surveyed the scene and nearly got hit by another car that was thrown his way by Jay.

Seeing that he was losing, he pulled out a smoke bomb and cracked it on the ground.

Immediently, the smoke began to engulf the street. Falcon tried to see him through the smoke but couldn't. Slade had this bomb specially made. It wasn't actually smoke but fine dust which would evaporate when Slade wanted it to.

Within five minutes, it was gone. Along with Slade. The four teens were left standing in the middle of the street. They looked up when they heard the sound of a police car.

"Shit," Shadow muttered.

"Come on," Falcon said and they ran to the car and jumped in. "Start damn you," he growled as he turned the key in the ignition. The engine was on the fritz again.

"Move over," Shadow hissed and he pushed Falcon's failing arms aside. "Areon," he whispered and touched the wheel. A spark of energy traveled from his hand to the car and started the engine.

"Show off," Falcon muttered and shoved him into the passenger seat as he switched gears and stepped on the gas.

The girls in the back, hurriedly changed out of their uniforms and stuffed them in their backpacks.

"Are you guys going to change?" Jessie asked when she saw that the boys were still in their uniforms.

"Ya," Falcon said as he glanced back to check for any cars that may be following them. Luckily, he saw none and turned into an abandoned alley. There, the two boys changed while the girls stood by the car.

Nikki bent down to remove the fake licence plate when she felt an unfamiliar presence behind her. She spun around and found herself face to face with a tall boy.

"What do you want?" she asked suspiously. She always had a hard time trusting strangers, especially if they suddenly popped up behind her. Not to mention the boys had finished changing and now they, as well as Jessie, were waiting for her.

"I want to go boarding but my board's broke and I can't buy a new one right now. That's what I want. But for now, I was wondering what a nice girl like you was doing in a dump like this," he said, gesturing to the scum filled alley.

Nikki drew back in disgust. He was not hitting on her. At least, not if he knew what was good for him.

"None of your business," she growled. "And while we're on the topic, what are you doing here?"

"Getting my bike," he shrugged.

"Come on Nikki," Robbie yelled from the driver's seat.

"Coming," she called back then turned to the stranger. "I have to go," she said coldly. He made no move to stop her so she started walking away.

"That was quite a show you put on back there," he said as she was reaching for the door handle. She spun around and stared at him. "I don't think I've ever seen a girl look after herself so well when faced with danger, or facing a worthy opponent like Slade. Then again, I've never seen anyone able to control emotion-based powers as well as you can," he said in a dangerously low voice.

"Who are you?" Nikki asked, her normally confident voice quivering slightly. He, however, said nothing but gestured for her to come closer. She walked up to him cautiously and he bent his head down so his mouth was by her ear. She closed her eyes as his black hair obscured her vision. Her breath hitched and she invoulantry shivered as she felt his warm breath on her neck.

"If you really want to know that, come to the first warehouse at the docks tonight at midnight. Don't tell anyone else," he said and nipped her pale flesh. She gasped, her face flushing. "The name's Parker by the way," he said and backed away. "Until tonight my Dark Angel," he said and walked around the corner.

Nikki walked back to the car and climbed in, her body trembling furiously. Robbie, Jason and Jessie looked at her in concern.

"You ok Nikki?" Jessie asked her. "Who was that guy?"

"No one," Nikki replied. "Just some creep whose ass I'm gonna kick someday," she said and the others unwillingly accepted her answer. She said this about many of the creeps that she met. The only different thing about this time was she seemed really shook up about it. "We should get to Jas's now and practice for a little while."

"I guess," Jessie said slowly and was about to say something but got cut off by the boys who began arguing over wether drums or guitar was more important in the band. Jessie eagerly joined in the dispute by pointing out that keyboard was way more important.

Within in moments, the stranger was driven from their eager minds, all except for Nikki . . . who knew him as Parker.

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Practice went badly. The friendly argument between the boys had turned into a heated dispute and now they refused to cooperate until the other admitted that the other instrument was more important. Jessie's keyboard was screwed up somehow and she was trying to fix it.

Nikki's guitar had needed to be tuned so once she'd finished that she had retired to her notebook which held her songs. Normally, this was fine but today her mind was elsewhere and she couldn't focus on the song infront of her.

Finally, Nikki got annoyed with the boy's pointless bickering. "Shut up!" she yelled and the two boys stopped. Nikki walked over to them and slapped their faces. They stared at her, wide-eyed, while Jessie began laughing hysterically. "That's enough of your pointless arguing. Apologize and make up now or we're going home Robbie," she seethed. Both boys complied and uttered mumbled sorry's. "Thank you," she exclaimed. "Is the keyboard fixed?" she asked Jessie over her shoulder.

"Just like new," she grinned and flashed a thumb's up.

"Good, now do you think we could get along long enough to get some practice in?" Nikki smirked.

"I guess," the boys said slowly then they turned to each other and, smirking, scrambled to their appointed instrument, each ready to outdo the other. They stared at the girls, waiting.

Jessie bent down to plug the keyboard into her amp while Nikki walked over and picked up her guitar and, slinging it over her shoulder, she walked to her spot at the mic by Robbie.

"Any suggestions?" Jessie asked.

"We need to work on Wake Up," Robbie pointed out and the other nodded.

"Whenever you're ready," Jason said and, with identical grins, the twins started playing in perfect sync.

And for the first time that day, Nikki forgot about Parker.

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Two hours later, the twins stumbled into the house hauling their guitar cases.

"How was practice?" Rachel asked as they passed the kitchen.

"It was awesome! We finally got Wake Up right!" Robbie exclaimed excitedly.

"Ya," Nikki rolled her eyes. "Only after I had to knock some sense into you and Jason so we could actually play," she deadpanned.

"What were you two arguing about this time?" she asked in a mock stern voice. Arguments were an everyday thing among the group. The only problem was that Nikki and Jessie made up immediently while the boys harbored a grudge.

"They were arguing over if guitar or drums were more important in a band," Nikki said, rolling her eyes when Robbie failed to answer.

"Boys," Rachel laughed then went back to watching the mixer.

Nikki chuckled and walked to her room. She pushed her guitar under her bed and then grabbed her newest Stephen King novel and flopped down on her bed.

She quickly got lost in the world of Stephen King when she heard a knock on the door.

Growling about how people always came at the best part she got up and opened the door to revel Robbie.

"What?" she snapped at him.

"Mom said I have to come in here and we have to wait for her. She has to tell us something important," he said. Nikki looked at him confused but let him in.

Robbie walked over to the wall and slid down while Nikki sat down on her bed and leaned against the wall, not even bothering to look at her book.

They sat like this, in complete silence, for five minutes before a soft knock was heard on the door and it opened. Raven's head appeared and she surveyed the twins before she stepped in and closed the door.

"Hey," she said quietly. The twins said nothing but stared at her expectantly. Raven sighed. "I guess you guys want to know why I wanted to talk to you. You guys know me as Rebecca Rothen right?" they nodded. "That's not my name. My name is Raven Roth. I'm from a place called Azarath.

"My mother, Arella, was raped by a demon named Trigon and she fled to Azarath. I was born there with what Azar said was a blessing or a gift, but I saw it as a curse.

"She taught me how to control my 'gift' through suppressing my emotions and meditation. If I failed to do this, Trigon would come," Raven had her eyes shut now, picturing everything and not seeing the understanding but awed expressions on the twin's faces.

"One day . . . he did come. Azar and Arella told me to go to Earth . . . and I did, leaving my beloved Azarath behind.

"On Earth, I met a boy who called himself Robin. Together we formed a group of teenage misfits and we called ourselves 'the Teen Titans'. We lived in a tower shaped like a 'T' in Jump City.

"There were five of us. Beast Boy was a shapeshifter. He could turn into any animal, only they were green. Cyborg was part robot. He and Beast Boy would get in so many arguments over food and video games," she smiled softly. "Starfire was an alien princess and Robin was a martial arts fanatic. But overly obsessive.

"Eventually, I started developing feelings for Robin, but I knew it could never be. I couldn't show my emotions and everyone knew that he would get together with Starfire.

"About a year later, Robin and I formed a bond. Soon after that, Trigon came. We defeated him and my feelings for Robin grew.

"A few weeks after defeating Trigon, we all went to a party. Robin asked me to go outside and then," Raven paused and looked at Robbie and Nikki, wondering if she should tell them the truth or not. "Robin . . . raped . . . me. I ran away from him and the Titans and Jump City that night. I came to live with Rachel and I've been here ever since," she finished and her eyes drifted between her two children.

"What exactly is your 'gift'?" Robbie asked. He didn't look at Nikki but could feel what she was thinking.

"You know what telepathy is right," they nodded. "It's like a form of that but it becomes soli," the twins stared at her.

"Wouldn't it be just as easy to show," Nikki said, esperated.

"I haven't used them since before you two were born," Raven said. It's only a little white lie. She thought to herself, recalling the use of her powers to cure Dick's hangover. "I don't know long it will take for them to work."

"Can you just try it?" Robbie asked eagerly. He wanted to see if his powers came from his mother or from someone else . . . maybe his father!

"Fine," Raven sighed after looking at her children's eager faces. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos," she said and Robbie looked at Nikki who was staring in shock and wonder at hearing her mantra coming from her mother's mouth.

Robbie let out a yelp and Nikki realized that the bed was floating several inches off the floor. Not thinking, Nikki unconsciously surrounded the bed in her own power and quickly lowered it to the floor, breaking through Raven's power easily.

Only when she released her hold in the bed did she realize what she had done.

She glanced at Raven who was staring wide eyed at her then at Robbie who was hitting his head on the wall.

"Oh shit," Nikki muttered.

"Nikki, stop swearing. I guess that that's one less thing I have to tell you. Can you do anything Robbie?" Raven said, switching her gaze to the agitated teen.

"Besides kick serious ass. No," he growled. Nikki gaped and grabbed a tissue box. She threw it at him and the corner hit his head. He yelped and glared at Nikki who glared back. "Fine, I can do cool stuff with fire. Happy now?" his question was directed at Nikki who smirked and nodded.

"And here I was thinking that you two couldn't do anything like this," she sighed.

"Well, that was the point," Robbie shrugged. This earned a glare from Raven and a chuckle from Nikki.

"Anyway, back tot the reason I came in here."

"I thought you came to tell us about your powers, how you ended up having us and about your past," Robbie said.

"Well yes. But I also need to know if you're mad at your father," Raven said. "Are you?"

"There was a long silence as the twins thought it over. They conversed silently through their mind link and voiced their thoughts and options.

Finally, Robbie spoke up. Or actually, he let out a short bark-like laugh. "It's kind of hard to say. I mean, we've never met him, so if he's a complete asshole, I hate him. But if he's not, then I guess I'm mad at him for not being here. Nikki thinks the same," he said and Nikki nodded.

"But we have thought about some of the good stuff that happened because of him. We never would have lived here, met Rachel or the gang and there are tons of others, but the most important–or at least we think it is–is you never would have had us," Nikki pointed out.

"Oh you two are too much," Raven exclaimed as she hugged the two. "To tell you the truth, I hated him until yesterday too. Would you still hate him if he explained everything?" she asked the twins. They started to think again.

"Would you still hate him if he apologized for doing everything and not being there for you and told you that he hated himself for it?" a new voice asked and the twins jumped.

Standing in the doorway was the man that Raven had been holding hands with earlier that morning.

"Dick," Raven started and glanced at her children. "I haven't told them yet. Don't do anything," she warned.

"Oh my God," Nikki said. "You're Robin! Robbie, he's our dad!"

"How did you figure that out?" Raven asked.

"It's kind of easy when you decided to start talking about this when this stranger shows up then he comes out asking questions. Not to mention Robbie looks just like him. Any everybody knows that Nightwing used to be Robin and Dick or Richard Greyson is Nightwing, or at least the smart people know," Nikki shrugged.

Dick stared at her, astounded. He then turned to Raven. "I thought you said they didn't know anything about stuff like this," he said.

"I didn't think they did," Raven replied, eyeing the two. "How did you figure it out anyway?"

"Um . . . we just did," Robbie said, not wanting to revel that they fought crime with their powers and had even fought alongside Nightwing several times.

"We wanted to know who Nightwing was so we got pictures of everybody in the city and we compared them to a picture of Nightwing that we found. And we figured it out from there," Nikki shrugged. "Nothing big really."

"I thought you said they weren't that smart," Dick growled.

"Excuse me," Robbie said loudly. "We aren't that smart," he mimicked.

"I didn't think you would figure something like this out. I didn't mean that you weren't smart enough to figure it out if you wanted to," explained Raven.

"Oh . . . ok," Robbie said and sat down on the bed.

"Yes, now its time for you two to go to bed. You have school tomorrow," Raven said, ignoring the twin's objections. "Bed, now."

"Fine," Robbie muttered and stalked to his room.

Raven sighed and bid Nikki goodnight before walking to Robbie's room. Dick followed like a lost puppy.

Nikki closed her eyes but didn't crawl under the covers. Now that all the exciment was over, she started thinking about Parker again.

What is his problem? She thought angrily. Does he really think I'm stupid enough to go meet him? She asked herself. She glanced down and was startled to see that she was pulling on her sneakers.

"What am I doing?" she asked herself quietly, a silent battle was taking place inside her head. Finally, her father's curiosity overtook her mother's cautiousness.

"What the hell am I doing?" she asked herself and jumped out the window.

She landed silently on the ground and started running to the end of the street. When she was out of view from her house, she slowed to a walk. She could have teleported but she wanted to take as long as she could, if she went there at all.

She aimlessly walked around, debating wether or not she should go and meet him. She swore loudly and wished she had brought her laptop. She liked to try and do some research before she actually met with anyone.

It was nearing midnight when Nikki finally decided. She was going to meet him. At the first sign of danger she would teleport away. No worries.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos," she whispered and a black portal appeared infront of her. She stepped into it and reappeared in an alley behind the warehouse she was supposed to meet him at.

She started walking when she heard something behind her. She was about to spin around when she felt a pair of strong arms grab her from behind.

She was about to chant her mantra when a hand clapped over her mouth. All that came out was a gurgle. She saw a dozen other men walking out of the shadows, each one wearing an orange and black 'S' on the left side of their chest.

One of them walked up to her holding a stun gun. She stared at it with wide eyes as she struggled and frantically reached out with her powers.

Black tendrils of energy were everywhere in the alley, but were doing nothing to help her.

She struggled furiously as a set of different hands turned her head and pushed her shoulder length hair away from her neck.

Normally, she would have been able to escape from a thug's grip. She had done it before after all. But right now, the night's events, uncertainty of what Parker would do and pure exhaustion had built up a lot of stress and screwed up her emotions and affected her powers.

Her cry was muffled as the stun gun was placed on her neck and she fell forward limply for a moment, then she groggily began struggling again.

Because of her heritage, she could resist the stun gun for a bit longer then a regular human, but only for a short time.

Eventually the effects began to take its toll on her and she began to slip into darkness.

Just before the darkness became complete, she heard a yell and a crash, then everything became silent.