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A/N: Loved the reviews and support, you guys are very committed and amazing. Love you ALL! Many of you expressed your emotions involving BB and Rae, some of you said it was too much and others said that this story needed more. I honestly don't know what to do now. Maybe I can find a perfect balance, if you're feeling uncomfortable with the BBRaeness please let me know! If you want more BBRae let me know! Thanks! Enjoy this next chapter, I have a feeling you all will like it.

January 3

Titan Tower- Early Morning

Robin POV

It's hard to say goodbye to the home you practically grew up in. The memories that happened in this Tower will last a lifetime in my mind; I just want to make sure that the legacy we created will forever leave an imprint. If I had a choice I would stay here, but Bruce is right it's time to move on. To think of it is almost painful, but I have to be strong; if Starfire was strong enough to move on then so am I. I just wish things turned out differently for me and her. I shake my head slowly realizing that I shouldn't be thinking about that right now, now is a time to say goodbye to my Tower, my home, my legacy.

I close my eyes and arch my back absorbing the sunlight as Starfire had once taught me to do in difficult times. The rooftop door swings open and my team steps out. They look sad and disappointed but I honor them for respecting my decision.

Beast Boy looks at me and pulls me in for a bro-hug. "Don't forget about us out there in big Gotham." He says sadly.

"I won't, our time here will forever linger with me." I say with a small amount of solace in my voice.

Cyborg approaches me and hands me the same type of device Starfire was holding. "Keep it close, I have a feeling this won't be the last time we see you." He plops the Kindle looking device into my hands, it's shiny and new and I feel even sadder.

Raven hugs me silently. Her hood is drawn up so I can't see her face, but I know she is sad to see me go. We have a mental connection and I feel bad for leaving her; she was like a sister to me.

I look at my team, my amazing ass kicking team and smile. "Thank you for giving me an opportunity to prove myself to my mentor. Thank you for being everything and more for me, I will never forget what each of you taught me personally."

Beast Boy smiles back. "We won't, and thank you for teaching us how to collaborate and work as a team. You trained us and showed us what true teamwork meant, even through thick and thin you were a fearless leader; you will forever be our fearless leader."

We all share a group hug before I step into my own individual Titan Pod. Cyborg tosses up my bags and I catch them. They look intensely sad and heartbroken. Raven lowers her hood and the link in my mind lights up. I hear her voice before I know it's hers. "Thank you Robin for teaching me to respect and love outsiders, whenever you need to talk know that I am here." I smile at Raven and her purple eyes reflect back at me sadly.

I sigh and power up the Pod, it rumbles beneath me and as I look at my Team I imagine Starfire there staring up at me and waving. I imagine her beaming smile and her repercussions of the word 'glorious'. I can't help but feel sad and abandoned for a quick moment before I zoom off into the horizon. It's hard to say goodbye, but it's the only way to move on.

January 4- One Day later

Titan Tower-Evening

Flash POV

I can't believe I'm here. Yesterday I was in Gotham greeting Robin as he landed his Pod in the Batcave, now I'm at Titan Tower becoming a temporary replacement in the Titans. It's exciting yet scary, I never imagined that I would be living in Jump City for a while. Right now I'm in the common room playing a video game with Beast Boy; he's so tense for some reason though. I don't understand it! Usually when people are around me they get happy, I have that effect on people. Before I can comment on it he beats me at the game and I swear out loud.

He jumps up. "Oh! I beat you! What'cha gonna do about it?" He taunted and threw the remote down.

A creepy voice crept up from behind me and I jumped literally ten feet in the air. "Can you keep it down? I'm trying to calm my emotions before Jinx gets here." Raven says.

My heart skips a beat and I whip my head around. "WHAT?" I yell, causing her to wince slightly.

She glares at me and I feel like she's reading my soul. "I need to meditate openly before Jinx arrives, problem?" She asks nosily.

I sigh and put my remote down. "Jinx and I have a history." I say nervously. I've only been here a couple hours and I have a feeling I won't be here for too long with Jinx around.

Raven raises her eyebrows and shrugs like she doesn't care. She walks casually out of the room and Beast Boy tenses. He turns into a tiny bird and flies out of the room going in the opposite direction. Something was bothering him all day I think I just found out. I drop my head in shame, knowing well that my stay at the Titan tower is going to be literal hell. I feel like running back to Gotham and slapping Robin in the face with a chair. An upset Beast Boy and Raven meant trouble; having Jinx sauntering around the Tower meant Satan was probably rising.

The common room doors swish open and my heart stops. Cyborg walks in with Jinx at his side, she's smiling and giggling about something and holding her suitcase in on hand. I've never seen anyone so beautiful in my entire existence, my memories flash back and I feel insanely saddened and guilty. Her pink eyes are more defined than before and her pink hair is hanging loosely around her face. Her hero uniform is different; it's now spandex with stripes of purple down the sides, her spandex shorts are showing an amazing portion of her legs which are covered in fishnet tights. Her eyes scan the room before landing on me, once they do she freezes.

"Uh, hey." I say stupidly.

She shakes her head and turns to Cyborg. "Why didn't you tell me he would be here?" Her voice drips like acid.

Cyborg holds his hands up in defense looking quite guilty and frazzled. "Robin said we'd need both of you, but he gave me specific orders not to let you know about each other until now." He takes a couple of feet back fearfully and her eyes flicker to me.

"I'm going to have a serious talk with him." She looks at me when she says it and I can feel her hate radiating off of her.

Cyborg chuckles nervously. "I think I'm going to go contact the Justice League to let them know Titans Tower is fully staffed, I'll leave you two here to catch up." He quickly exits the room, literally skirting around the steaming pink girl in front of me.

I jump over the couch and I nervously clap my hands together. "Well, this is awkward!" I say too enthusiastically.

She rolls her eyes and turns to leave, which completely stuns me. "Wait! Where are you going?"

She doesn't turn around but grunts. "I'm going to my guest room; you have a problem with that?" Her voice still drips like acid but after my two years of living with her before I'm quite used to it, I actually missed her voice. Her snarky remarks and smugness was my favorite thing to come home to.

"No, I thought you just might like to talk." I say with a tiny bit of sadness in my voice.

She turns around her eyes wide with credulity. "Why the hell would I want to talk to you?" She asks loudly, almost shouting. She was ready to fight I could tell, but I'm not much of a fighter.

I shrug feeling slightly intimidated. "I miss you." I say but it sounds more like a question. I mentally curse myself for being so indecisive.

She laughs; the sound of it makes me yearn to hug her again. "You miss me?" She asks with sarcasm leaking from her voice.

"Yeah, I miss you. I've always felt bad for what I did to you." I say sadly. "Do you miss me?" I ask quietly.

The sarcasm and smarminess leaves her expression and she turns frighteningly serious. She drops her suitcase and walks towards me, her spandex outfit is tempting me to reach out and squeeze her. She stops a couple inches from me and her pink irises stare dazzlingly at me, she's more beautiful than I remember. She places a hand on my chest and my insides melt, I'm feeling like a starstuck fan girl now.

Her voice carries like velvet. "Let me get one thing straight, I will never be yours again. How could I miss a spoiled, arrogant, inconsiderate piece of garbage like you?" She removes her hand and crosses her arms.

I sigh in defeat, she's always been known to stir unwanted but wanted feelings in men; especially me. "I told you how sorry I was, why don't you give second chances?" I ask with too much yearning in my voice.

She makes eye contact with me and smiles sadly. "Second chances are unlucky." She walks away from me and grabs her suitcase. She saunters out of the common room making me feel confused and inadequate. She was my everything and I lost her out of my own selfishness and indecisions. I'm starting to think being part of this team is going to be harder than I originally thought.

January 4- Midnight

Raven POV

I pace around my room quite frustrated and agitated. I haven't been able to meditate for almost an entire day! I feel like killing a tree with acid! My brain is buzzing with a million thoughts and I'm feeling more emotions than I ever have. I don't know what's wrong with me. Books start flying off my bookshelf and I try to use my powers to reorganize them. My dark energy feels lessened and sudden panic surges through me like fire. Why is this happening?

I sit down on my bed and start to think about my current actions to other teammates and people in general. I was nice to Robin before he left; I even bothered to talk to Flash today! I take a deep breath and think deeper, I think about the last thing that infuriated me. My memory opens up to me and shows me an image of Beast Boy. I sigh; I didn't want to think about my fight with Beast Boy. We always have fights but my conscious mind is telling me that this fight was even deeper than that. Maybe it wasn't right for me to call him out on his minor flaws when mine are so much bigger and deeper than his. Maybe he was justified in his argument, but was it hurtful to not only him but me? Yes. I rub my face angrily knowing what I must do to gain inner peace again. I must apologize to him.

I stand up and head to his room, I know its midnight but this needs to be done. I have to not only for me, but for him also. I don't know why I was so out of control with my words, maybe it was the fact that he wants to change himself. He doesn't have a choice but it seems like he's sick of who he has become. I personally appreciate and admire who he's become; I shake my head immediately refusing to think that way.

I approach his room quickly and I tense up, ripping the carpet below my feet. I knock on his door slowly, making sure not to knock too loudly. I hear nothing and I knock again, he's a tough sleeper but I thought he would at least wake up to rapid beating on his door. I roll my eyes and type in his code. The door swishes open and I realize he's not in there.

A small amount of fear swishes through me and I immediately calm myself, maybe some tea would help me. I head to the common room and as the door swishes open I spot a green head of hair, he turns to face me and I flush slightly. "Hey" I say softly.

He nods at me and takes a sip of water from his glass. He's in a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants. I feel suddenly naked as I walk by him to boil some water for tea; I'm wearing a tank top with yoga pants.

He stirs slightly and shuffles his feet. Before I can say anything he does. "I'm sorry." He whispers.

I whip around and face him, studying him closely. "I was about to say the same thing." I say quietly, surprised slightly that he was the first to say it.

His face reflects a large amount of surprise and it makes me feel worse about the way I treat him. He looks at me for the first time in a while and I feel all those same emotions ripple through me; sadness, anger, mistrust, and grief. "I should've never said what I did. I didn't mean any of it, it's driving me crazy." I say loudly, my powers knocking over a bowl of fruit in the process.

"What's driving you crazy?" He says curiously.

"This guilt!" I yell and my water instantly boils. I gratefully pour it into a mug and steep a tea bag.

Beast Boy smirks. "You look like a mess, I'm glad."

I glare at him. "You're glad I look like a mess?" I ask with slight anger in my voice.

"I'm glad you're feeling something for someone other than yourself. Your messed up hair and haggard face says so." He steps closer to me and I feel better, my powers are slowly sinking back into their rightful place.

I sigh deeply. "I just want you to know that I'm sorry and I never meant any of those things, if it makes you feel any better I felt awful and haven't meditated since." I take a deep breath and touch my head self-consciously. "I think my hair might need a trim."

He grins; which melts away all my hard feelings. "I'm sorry too; I think I stepped out of line. You don't deserve to be criticized." His green eyes sparkle at me and my insides feel slightly weaker; strange. "I think your hair looks fine, I like it when it's longer than your shoulders, now you can put it in cute ponytails." He grins goofily.

I sip my tea and feel the bergamot mellow out my senses, it slithers down my throat and the smoothness of the water warms up my arms and abdomen. "I'm glad that's settled, and I don't do cute." I whisper into the steam rising from the tea mug.

He looks at me in a funny way. "Can we hug on it?"

I almost choke on my tea. "What?" I ask.

"Can we hug on it? To ensure that there are no hard feelings?" He smiles and I don't feel like answering him. He answers for me and moves toward me swiftly, I tense up automatically but he doesn't notice.

He's inches from me and I just stare into his green eyes. I barely notice him remove the mug out of my hand. His eyes pierce into mine and I feel something completely new, something completely foreign. I can't put my finger on it but I'm frozen, he knows that I'm not much of a hugger, he knows that I don't like physical contact so why is he doing this? This is probably another vain attempt to pull me out of my dark spaces, he loves doing that to me. As his arms slip around me and my arms slip around him I feel comfortable. I've never been one to feel comfortable with touching people, but this time I feel relaxed. A couple chairs tip over but nothing explodes, making me feel at ease. I don't know how long we're embraced together but I don't let go for minutes more. Once I do he looks at me with a serious expression.

"Are you going to help me?" His voice is husky and convincing.

For a moment I have no idea what he's talking about and I feel lost temporarily. My mind flickers back to his 'cure' announcement and realization dawns on my face, only slightly. "Yes I will. We'll make a plan tomorrow." I say in my monotone voice.

His face lights up and joy sprinkles through his emotions. "You're the best Rae." He kisses me on the cheek which results in another chair tipping over. He jogs out of the room excitedly and I sigh, relieved for some reason. I sometimes feel like he teases me with his charm and seductiveness to force me to lose control; he knows what effect he has on me. If he's going to play that game, I might as well also. I finish my tea and teleport to my room to meditate; this time I have no problem and I think of some great revenge as I float around in my calm and peaceful mind.

January 5

Gotham City- Wayne Manor

Robin POV

Bruce stares at me and frowns, his usual address to me. I sit still and stare at him even more intently. As of now I'm sitting in his large dark office in front of his large dark brown and brass desk that he conducts most of his business with.

"I'm going to ask you one more time," He says seriously. "What is your dilemma?"

I sigh angrily and rub a hand over my face. "My problem is that you're telling me that I can't be Robin anymore. What gives? You adopt a new boy great, but he's only 16! Do you really think he can handle all of that responsibility? Being Robin is a tough job." I say angrily.

Bruce takes a sip from his scotch glass, it annoys me how he drinks during the day and constantly shows how sober he is. "I trained him myself, Richard. I believe he is ready to take your position." He says matter of factly.

I sigh again to prove my point. "He's not good enough!" I shout.

Bruce sits up a little straighter. "Prove it, take him on patrol tonight; have Babs join you."

I rub a hand over my eyes and stand up. "You're very inconsiderate, I hope you know that." I say hoping to tug on his cold heart strings.

Bruce looks at me coldly; my comment has no effect on him. "You and I are the same. I create an entire new persona for you that the alien girl predicted those many years ago and you won't even look at it?" He scoffs. "That's pathetic; you should be Nightwing now, not Robin the boy wonder. Man up Dick."

I look at him angrily; my eyes that I usually keep covered portray my angered emotions towards him. "Fine, I'll become Nightwing. If that's what you really want, I just want you to know that you can never take credit for his discovery, Starfire created this." I say as I walk out of the door.

Before I leave Bruce says something that will forever stay with me, something that will keep me awake tonight. "She's gone forever, love is an illusion and it's an excuse for feeling lonely."

The door slams and I storm down the hallway, I ponder his words and they echo in my mind. I'm starting to really miss Jump City.

January 5

Tamaran- The Holding Cells

Starfire POV

My eyes peel open and I taste blood in my mouth. There is no light where I am and my limbs feel weak and tired. I believe it has been days, and I have been in and out of consciousness. My head feels extremely heavy and hurts like a bor'lhigton'. The last thing I remember was yesterday when Karras entered this dark room, he unleashed three different guards on me and they beat me senseless. Now my powers are unreachable and are going to be a pain to recharge. This is not how I remember Tamaran. It was brutal before, but it was never this bad. Karras has proven to me that his leadership and capabilities are only designed by brute force and anger. He leads by fear not love of the people. He will never have loyalty but terror and revolt against his name. Acid crawls up my throat and I regurgitate the only acid left in my ninth stomach. That was all I had left and I believe that I am going to die of starvation.

My decision to come back here was misjudged. I should have never wanted to come back to this retched place; I am at fault for being in this situation. I am too trusting and I miss the City of Jump immensely. I feel more tears that I did not realize I had in me slip down my cheeks. I cry for my lost planet, I cry for the home of sickness I am feeling for Earth, and finally I cry out the name of the one man I have loved for years that can save me from this horrid situation; Robin.

Someone must have heard me because the door to whatever chamber I am in opens revealing a triangle of light that burns my senses; I need sunlight and am craving it immeasurably so my body reacts to any discreet lighting I see.

I hear his footsteps and sense his presence before he talks. "Judging by your current state you are hungry, are you not?" His voice carries his pleasant state and I am starting to feel even sicker with him around.

I open my mouth to speak but his hand cracks across my Tamaranian skin. I taste blood in my mouth and my lip is torn open, dabbles of warm fluid drip down my chin. I look up at his evil eyes and face, he is smirking. "What do you want from me?" I say in a gravelly voice that could rival Raven's.

"You should not have come back; you are weak for doing so." He ignores my previous question and it infuriates me.

I do not have time for beating around of the bushes. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" I scream at him in my thick Tamaranian language. I am tired, cold, hungry, and in intense pain. I do not wish to die like this, but all I want is to be put out of my misery.

He looks at me like he was reading my thoughts and his face reflects not an ounce of remorse but satisfaction. "I did this to you to prove that I am the one in charge. Do you wish to live or die?" His voice is eerily calm and makes me think of the worst possible things that he might do to me.

I stare at him spitting a wad of blood on his golden studded boot. "What type of question is that?" The attitude in my voice mocks his leadership and embarrasses him I hope.

Another slap ricochets across the same cheek and this time tears fall from my swelling eye. More blood wells up in my mouth and I can feel my body weakening. I suck up my pride and look him dead in the eye once again. "I wish to live, are you happy?" I scream at him in agony and rage.

He grabs my chin and I can smell his callous breath brushing against my injured face. "I want to make you a deal."

I feel my eyes widen and I try to sit up straighter, to me it sounds like a way out I will agree to anything he throws at me. All I want is to run back to Earth, I want to live the life of freedom again.

He smirks at my eagerness. "I want an heir to the throne, the only way for that to happen is with a wife. I am forcing you to marry me, if you say no you will die right here." His jaw clenches in amusement and my insides twist up in fury and disgust. He wants to force me in love with him.

I am careful not to open my mouth but I nod slowly as tears spill down my cheeks. I want to threaten him and fire up my starbolts, but I am too weak to fight back. I am too weak to destroy him; I have failed myself and my planet. I am ashamed, maybe this is what I deserve.

A/N: There it is! Duh duh DUH! Thank you for reading everyone! I have a question though; WHERE IS EVERYONE? I expected more reviews and at least a couple more follows than THIS?! Please let me know you're out there. Your input means everything to me. About the other characters in this story, I know that a lot of you are here for the RobStar fest, AND LET ME TELL YOU ITS COMING! But other arcs help tie into the Teams' decisions as a whole and the final RobStar arc that will make your insides BLEED! You'll understand once your minds fall out of your heads.

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Next Chapter: What is Starfire going to do about Karras? What's going on in Raven's head? We take a trip with Richard and crew for his nighttime patrol. AND additives to the Flash and Jinx DRAMA! Bet you can't wait. (If you're bored just wait the action is coming!)

Chapter name Explanation: I named this chapter 'The Limits of the Inhuman Soul' because I wanted the readers to get a sense of how inhuman Karras and Batman seem because of their lack of emotions. That's going to play a key role in this story later on. Karras is an extreme case but still, him and Bats both seem to have a lack of Inhuman emotions because of their untimely and unintended pasts.