Hi! This took a little while to write, but it's here! The very long chapter 3… Enjoy!
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Robin looked down at Starfire's fragile face as Treckn'r's burning embers lost their glow. The other titans stood there in awe while Robin held the weak alien close to his body.
Raven shook her head lightly. "I…can't believe-…" Raven stuttered. Even though Raven was the only one who said something, everyone was thinking the same thing. I can't believe they would hurt someone as innocent as Starfire…
Robin looked upon Starfire's body, examining the cuts, scrapes and bruises that covered her body. There was a deep gash on her neck that was clearly swelling, the purplish-yellow outline tangible. Robin's eyes narrowed in anger because of Treckn'r. How could he just hurt Starfire? How could he let him get away with it?
"I wish I was stronger," Robin muttered abruptly.
"What?" Beast Boy asked, straining his ears to hear him again.
"I should have known…" Robin shook his head.
"What should you have known?" Cyborg asked, rubbing the back of his head. The three titans looked at each other and shrugged in confusion.
"We…," Robin started, "…we all have our secrets…how could we…how could I?" Robin looked down at the tamaranean cradled in his arms. "Look, Rob," Cyborg started, "…she didn't say anything…so…maybe she didn't want to worry us…or you."
The other titans nodded their heads and leaned in to help Robin get up without disrupting Starfire. They all shuffled into the T-Car and drove home silently.
They got back to the tower and started to walk through the main doors. Suddenly, the girl moved lightly in his arms. She moaned and lifted her head, her emerald eyes opened slowly. Robin knelt down with her still in his arms, the small of her back resting on his thigh As soon as she had the strength to open them fully, her eyes fixed onto Robin's face.
"Robin?" she whispered sibilantly. Robin's head lowered and looked at her. He gave a weak smile to her and rubbed her arm; a gentle motion showing her she was safe.
"I…," Starfire turned away, "…am so very sorry." The titans and Robin frowned at Starfire.
"Why are you sorry?" Raven asked crossing her arms.
"I…should have…," Starfire started to say but stopped. She shut her eyes and frowned, "I shall tell you later I suppose."
"All right," Beast Boy smiled. "Yeah, Treckn'r's gone and we're home before dinner…who wants steak?" Cyborg grinned. Robin and Raven rolled their eyes as Beast Boy erupted into a gimmick of "Meat is Murder" and Cyborg throwing comebacks like, "Now we know why he's green."
Robin's hand slid down to the crease of her knees and helped her put her feet to the ground.
"I'm going to go read the rest of my book," Raven said monotony and floated up to her room. Starfire waved at her friend and looked at Robin seriously.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Robin asked. She closed her eyes once more and shook her head. She looked at Robin and whispered in his ear.
Robin's eyes narrowed a little while he nodded warily. She gave him a curt nod in return and took his hand to lead him upstairs.
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Robin looked at the book Starfire had pushed into his hands, reason being, it held secrets of her past.
"I warn you," she had said, "My words in this are not the happy words that you are accustomed to hearing from me." It was a thick, black-leather bound book adorned with a crescent moon surrounded by blue and red flames. The Tamaranian princess had said it was the Vegan symbol of strength. That had been three hours ago. Now the remaining residents of Titans Tower were fast asleep.
Robin flopped onto his stomach and began reading.
"I suppose it is my turn to write in here. Tyrithi'ana said that this would be good for all us children who have suffered at the hands of the Gordanians and the Psions. Perhaps I should start with my identity, or what is left of it. My name is Starfire. I hail from the planet known as Tamaran. Once, I was known as Koriand'r. My name means the fire that burns from a star within. Now that I have identified myself, I shall tell my tale. My mother and father were the king and queen of Tamaran."
"My father had been known as Myand'r, Sunfire. His hair was black, and his eyes were green like mine. Father ruled with a judge's hand .What I mean is he was both fair and gentle. His queen, my mother was Luand'r, also known as Moonfire. I have inherited her flaming hair whereas my sister Komand'r, Blackfire has inherited those startling eyes of hers. My mother had a rare Tamaranian blood flow through her.
One that gave her a sorceress's powers. Whether this gift was bestowed onto me, I have yet to find out. I also had a younger brother named Ryand'r, Darkfire. If anyone is reading this, then perhaps you are wondering why I am saying that I had a mother, father and brother. It is because they were taken away from me just seven years ago. I am 12 years old…and I have no one"
Robin's eyes widened. Starfire's family died? Why hadn't she told him any of this? This is another one of her secrets? She wrote this three years ago…
He read on: "It was nighttime when Gordanians had struck. I had recently turned five. I remember awakening to people within the palace screaming, crying for help and mercy. My home was alight with flames. The halls of which I ran through drenched with blood. Innocent blood. The first familiar body I encountered was that of my father's.
He lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes glassy and unseeing .There were claw marks that had slashed through him. I can recall shaking him screaming, "Daddy! Daddy! Please wake up! Mommy can heal you. Let us find her!" He was unresponsive.
"Daddy!" Blinded by my tears, I ran, trying so hard to find my mother. She was using every ounce of strength she could muster, using her magic to fend off the Gordanians she was facing. I could see that she was growing weak, yet it was not from fatigue, I could barely tell that she was wordlessly murmuring father's name learning that what was making her weak was his death.
Emotions are what gives Tamaranian strength, but it can also take that strength away. I remember screaming when a Gordanian jabbed her right shoulder with an electrified pike causing her to stumble to the ground. I regret making any sound at all for if I had kept silent, maybe my mother would still be alive."
Robin paused in his reading, an ironic smirk twisted onto his face. It figures, he thought, had I said something, my family would still be alive whereas Starfire needed to be quiet in order to save hers.
"Once the scream escaped me, a Gordanian looked at me directly in the eyes. Never in all of my five years had I seen such pure, wretched hatred. Mommy had followed his hungry stare and saw that I was soon to become a victim of this senseless fight. "No!" She had cried as the Gordanian lunged toward me. "Not my Koriand'r!" Mommy flew in between us and took the electrified pike that was meant to stab me. I was silent. Too stunned to scream. Arms ripped me from the scene. I turned around seeing my sister flying us above the chaos.
Although my body allowed her to take me, my mind was screaming for me to get away, to see if it was possible to save anybody despite my young age. Then I saw him. Little Ryand'r, only three years old, toddling out onto the battlefield. "RYAN!" The sound ripping from me. I wrenched my arm from Koma's grasp.
I flew to my little brother praying to X'hal that no one would touch him. But before I could reach him, I had been struck on the side causing me to crash into a nearby column and having the world go black, the last sound I heard being my baby brother's wail."
Robin sighed with guilt. Starfire had never told them any of this, and he wished that she had told them sooner. He felt so sad for her, even though he knew the exact feeling, he wouldn't want anyone to endure that pain.
Robin shook his head softly and looked through the other pages. There were countless entries from Starfire and many other Tamaranian names, Robin could not understand the other entries, they were in Tamaranian.
Just as Robin flipped to the back of the book, he saw a lump, or so it seemed, beneath the leather binding. Robin felt his hand over it, it's rectangular shape bulging out of the leather. Robin took a bird-a-rang from his nightstand and cut around the rectangle.
A piece of manila paper fell out from the piece Robin had cut out. Robin picked it up cautiously, "did Starfire know about this?", "did she put this in there?"
The questions raced through his head non-stop, until his fingers hesitantly unfolded the paper.
There were countless diagrams and writings depicted on the paper. Everything was written in black ink, and some diagrams on the bottom of the paper were smudged.
There was one diagram that caught his eye showed a girl with what it seemed was Tamaranian writing around her. Next to the picture there was writing:
Evsen tneneineht woh ouhtdna hrete.
Robin sighed again and shook his head, puzzled. He turned back to the leather book and examined it again.
Starfire's life wasn't all rich and…glorious as she would put it. It was filled with such pain that not even the Titans could stop. As he turned a couple of pages, he felt a piece of water stained paper. Tears? He flattened the page with his thumb with great force, smoothening the page.
"I could not help what he has done to me. Treckn'r...I never knew there could be so much hate in a single name..."
Robin looked at the page quizzically, "Is this what Treckn'r was talking about her today?" He read on:
"If this is what it is always like, I never want to experience it again. Treckn'r...he worked for the Gordanians. The empire needed an heir to their throne with powers like my own. With my brother, sister, mother, and father dead, I was helpless."
"Treckn'r tried restraints on my wrists, scars that will never heal. His cold hands that traveled across my body will remain with me forever. I have never felt more excruciating pain than what I felt, I never want anything like this to happen to anyone."
"I could not move, the weight from the cruel, malice-ridden man upon me, threatening whether or not I would live that day. And after that, I wish I was dead."
Robin's face twisted with anger and suspense as he read on.
I could feel his icy hands on my body as if he was searching for something. Something I didn't want to give away yet. But how was I to know what to do? My powers did not work entirely at the time and his strength was too powerful against mine. I couldn't break free from his hands.
He was cold. His body, his hands, his heart. He is and always will be evil in my eyes, though I have taught to look at people differently; maybe there was some good in their hearts. He doesn't.
His lips moved to my tiny neck and trailed his lips across it. He then took in a deep breath from my hair, taking my scent into his lungs. I could hear his breath stagger, almost like grunting, every time he looked at me, which made me feel small and insignificant. I let tears stream down my face as his hands traveled down to my waist and down my leg, taking my skirt with him. He laughed under his breath as he secured my waist between his legs, letting him rip off his shirt in the process.
I can remember my heart beating through my chest at incredible speed and strength, I was sure I was going to die of a sudden heart failure, which…I would have preferred at that moment in time. I was shaking beneath Treckn'r's body and hoping that someone would save me."
Treckn'r kept grabbing part of my body that would bring sharp pain through me making cries of terror escape my lips. I remember that he kept moaning my name as he touched me…everywhere. He leaned his face down to my lips, but I turned my head away from him. He chuckled at me as he took my jaw and directed it to look at him. His eyes were clouded with hate and lust. He brought my face closer to his, making my back arch and lean against his chest.
"You'll have fun," he whispered sensually in my ear, "…I'm the best."
I started to breath uneven gasps of fear and his hand went from the small of my back and trailed all the way up to my neck and he placed kisses all over my face, I winced every time he did.
"Please…" I cried but I was useless. My hands were still restrained, but he could easily move me wherever he intended.
"What, princess?" he emphasized. He trailed his other hand from my stomach, caressing my chest. "Stop…" I pleaded.
"Treckn'r grinned evilly and twirled a strand of my hair. "And if I don't…?" he challenged. He soon placed his hand on the hem of my shirt, threatening to rip it off of me.
"Mommy! DADDY! Please HELP!" I screamed. I knew that they weren't going to hear me. I know it was worthless. I know that no one was coming. I needed to hope…
"Silly, little brat," he groaned as he ripped my shirt off my body, a cool rush of air hitting my chest, "No one will hear you scream." I felt his hands travel to my pelvic bone and pulled my waist toward his.
I screamed bloody murder as I felt…him…inside me. I felt my body going numb, like daggers were slashing away at my body, creating no visible wound. My shrill screams started to sound as faint as a sudden breeze of air as Treckn'r continued to hurt me. I felt my fists tighten every time I felt him move, creating narrow cuts on my palms from my nails. I felt like I was dying, but my heart never seemed to give out. No matter how much I wanted it to.
It felt like an eternity, but it finally ended. I felt so cold and empty, like he had just taken my soul with him. My eyes were swollen from crying, my body was shaking, and I was sure I was hyperventilating. I closed my eyes and yelled at myself. 'You could have fought back. You are weak. You are a Troq and you always will be."
"I told you I was the best," Treckn'r moaned as he kissed my neck once more and untied my wrists. I laid there on my back unable to move; afraid that if I did move that he would pounce on me again and torture me once more.
"A word of advice," Treckn'r said, putting his clothes back on while I rolled up into a ball and closed my eyes, hiding myself, "I like the name Rainkn'r."
Suddenly, my face relaxed a little and only a few tears fell from my eyes. "You…are wrong," I whispered meekly.
He turned around and looked at my curled form. "What? You want more?" he raised an eyebrow sinisterly.
"I hate the name." I said as I looked up at him, his face furious. "How dare you defy me?!" "I…can not…produce a child…at my age."
He shook his head and laughed. "Then we can…pleasure…each other again." I looked at him, my eyes wide with horror. He knelt down to me, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to his chest. I couldn't shrug his hand off my arm, and I felt his hand muscles penetrate my skin. "And don't even dare running away from me," he murmured in my ear, "because I will find you, and hurt you so badly that you will wish that you were dead."
"More than I did before!" I screamed at his face. He just laughed at me once more and threw me across the floor, leaving me to cry and curl into a ball once more. Once he left the room, I stood up and ignited starbolts in my hands, letting the fire course through my veins. "As far as I'm concerned," I sneered, "Koriand'r is dead, and she will not return!"
Robin shut the book quickly as if it was about to explode in his hands. He looked wide-eyes at the book, completely in shock. He felt cold and weak. He remembered wincing when she wrote that he grabbed her. Had he brought back memories, just by grabbing her too? He thought to himself. He wished Treckn'r was there, so he could kill him with his own two hands, showing no mercy. How DARE he rape Starfire? "How could he hurt her so much…how could he?" Robin whispered silently.
He quickly threw the book onto his bed and bolted out of the room, dashing through the corridors of the tower until he reached Starfire's room. He waited for the door to open and once he did, he ran to Starfire's bed and shook her arm fervently. Her eyes opened as she shot up from her pillow.
"Robin, what-," She was cut off due to Robin pulling her into his arms holding her close to his body, her arms behind her.
"Starfire! Why didn't you tell me…any of it?" Robin asked quickly, as if he was on the verge of crying.
"I did not wish to burden you..." she said quietly.
"Star you could never burden me… but, how could you still be so happy after he raped you?" Robin blurted out. Starfire's face stilled. She then gently wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him back.
"Because of you," she whispered.
Robin's eyes widened and broke away from their embrace. "What? Why...?"
"I did not finish...I am so happy because you make me so happy. You help me get through anything, and that's more than I can ask for."
Robin smirked a little. "Talk about role-reversal," he muttered before giving his thanks through a long, tender love-filled kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist while she used her arms that were around his neck to pull him down on top of her.
He broke away from the kiss, his face in Starfire's hands. "I've never loved anyone more than I love you."
She closed her eyes and smiled. "I…feel the same," she whispered as he rolled off of her to lay down next to her. She shifted so she was facing towards him, looking into his masked eyes.
"I wish I could take it all away," Robin said, stroking his thumb across her cheek. She shook her head softly.
"If you did take everything away that happened in my past, then I would not have met you." She said.
He smiled slightly and moved his hand from her face to her arm, rubbing her arm soothingly.
"Will you…accompany me in…the sleeping?" she asked, still smiling.
His smile grew a little larger as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer than they already were. "Of course."
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NO! THEY DIDN'T DO IT! They just slept next to each other.
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