AN: Thanks to anyone who read tale of two robins and stuck with me to read part 2! And if you just read this story without bothering to read part 1, well, you're probably really confused right now. Enjoy the chapter, everyone.

Disclaimer: I still will never own the teen titans.

STORYTIME!

Annabel's shoulders, which had been rolled back in a defiant stance, slumped forward.

"So you found it." She said hollowly. "I figured one of you would go digging, likely you-or maybe Raven. Unlikely, but also possible. I probably should have hid those files."

She sat down at one of the library tables. "So," she said bravely, resuming her role of fearless leader once more. "I assume you want answers?"

Robin sat at the other end of the table. "Answers would be good."

She crossed her arms and played with the ends of her silver hair contemplatively, like she was wondering where to start.

"Well, I've already told Raven the beginning. She seems like a very trustworthy friend." She added appreciatively. Robin nodded. "They all are."

She looked out the window at the clouds, remembering one of her own trustworthy friends.

After a second, she cleared her throat and continued.

"I presume you know the basics. Parents murdered by the mob, me being a miracle child, all that crap."

"It said that your father was part of the Kingdom? Is that true?"

Annabel fiddled with a necklace he didn't think she'd been wearing before. It was a small, carved wooden bird on a leather cord. He couldn't see it very clearly, but he noted that it was a sign of agitation.

"Yes," she eventually answered, her voice sounding strained. "I was a Kingdom kid, as we call them. But who our family is doesn't define who we are."

He nodded. In his experience, the saying 'blood is thicker than water' must've been said by a complete moron.

Robin Hood continued, her voice softer. "My mother was kind and brave- at least, that's what I was told. She loved my father. He wasn't a bad person, he simply...chose the wrong path. He loved us, but, he was after all a Kingdom member. One of the highest-ranking members, in fact. He saw me as an opportunity. He came up with a plan to train the Kingdom kids. At work, he once called and told my mother the plan, calling me his 'greatest weapon'. Needless to say, my mother wasn't too pleased. She hung up the phone and immediately changed her will so that her older sister would become my legal guardian if anything ever happened. My father had no idea that someone was listening to his end of the phone call-"

"Let me guess." Robin said. "They misunderstood and thought he was plotting against them."

She nodded. "That is correct, and that assumption led to my parents murder." She smiled sadly. "My mother survived the crash, as did I. She tried to protect me."

"And paid the price." Robin finished.

Annabel nodded. "The hit man spared me. I still don't know why. I haven't been able to find out who it was."

Robin interrupted. "Wait- your carseat was half melted and obviously had been in the fire for a bit. Why weren't you hurt?"

She quietly slipped the necklace off her head and handed it to him wordlessly.

"It's a Native American totem, a charm, meant to protect the wearer. In this one's case, specifically from fire. I'm completely immune as long as I'm wearing it."

He studied the charm for a few moments before handing it back to her.

She continued. "After my parent's deaths, I was sent to my aunt, who was still living on the Navajo reservation."

"Navajo?" He asked, smirking.

"Yes. Why?"

"No reason." He said with a strange smile. (AN: for anyone that doesn't know, Speedy was raised by a Navajo chief, but in my story he and Annabel don't know each other)

She looked at him oddly for a moment before continuing. "Well, she was very sickly. She took care of me for about two years before child services came for me. Foster care. You know the drill." Robin nodded.

"Anyway, I bounced around the foster system a bit. Wasn't too hard to get adopted, the young ones are always adopted first. Finally when I was four I got stuck with a family. Mom, Dad, and an older foster sister."

"Hailey." Robin remembered. Annabel nodded.

"The parents weren't really abusive, they were just...neglectful. They bought food, put it in the fridge, and then just ignored us. They barely even said hello. One day I tried to grab something on a counter taller than I was, probably something glass. It fell on me and gave me this." She pulled her hair to one side and Robin could see a long white scar near the back of her neck.

"Hailey found me bleeding onto the floor. She stole the car keys and drove me to the hospital."

"How old was she?" Robin asked.

"Thirteen." The answer didn't seem to surprise him much.

"She decided that enough was enough and got the two of us taken away from our foster parents. Danny had just turned nineteen and volunteered to take care of me, and Hailey went to a nice family that eventually moved to Maine."

"Was Danny Robin Hood? The first one?"

She took a breath as though the answer would cause her pain. "Yes. He trained me, not to become Robin Hood, but just for self defense. When he saw my talent and drive for justice, he began teaching me to be a hero. But then-"

"He died."

She looked down. "It was my fault."

He looked about to interject but she glared at him.

"It was my fault. I came home early that day. I should have known from the smell." Robin looked at her strangely but remained silent.

"When I came in, I saw Danny on the ground, bleeding. The Kingdom must've figured it out. I didn't stand a chance." She said sadly. "They had it all planned out. I tried to fight back and knocked over a guy holding...something. Must have been a match or a cigarette, I didn't see it clearly, but I knew it was some sort of flame. I should have known not to kick him down, I smelled the gasoline when I walked in." She fiddled with her charm again. "I was scared, I ran. I thought Danny was right behind me."

She still didn't make eye contact. "I could've gone back for him, the fire wouldn't have hurt me, but I was so scared that I just ran. They chased me into the woods, in the middle of winter, and left me for dead. They kept a scout by the edge of the woods to make sure I didn't come out."

They were silent for a moment. "Wait," Robin said suddenly, "They think you're dead? You could play that to your advantage."

She sighed. "Yes, but most of the JT don't know the whole story. Only Jim and Tim know- knew- the full truth. I'd rather not have them know what I've done."

"Tim is your...brother?" Robin asked questioningly.

Annabel smiled. "I met him when I was twelve, in the woods. Obviously, the Kingdom didn't know I had survival training. He was a scared little kid, only seven. The Kingdom killed his family too. I sort of...adopted him. Not legally. But we consider one another family, and we're closer than some families. I trained him like Danny trained me."

"So he'll be the next Robin Hood?" Robin asked.

Annabel shrugged. "If he chooses to be. He's filled in for me before when I was injured." Under her breath she hissed, "Dammit Kyle."

He decided not to ask about that.

AN: So now you know the full story. It took me so long to type this out. You don't realize just how long it took me to finish typing this.

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