Hey, I'm finally back with an updated chapter. Sorry it's been a while, with finals coming up and everything. Plus there's the holidays and SO MUCH HOMEWORK OVER BREAK! Not that you people care, but oh well.

I'm finally introducing my new character. I hope you like her!

Oh, and GarfieldBeastBoyCipes-RachelRavenStrong tells me that she heard it isn't allowed to reply to reviewers in the beginning of chapters, so I'm going to play it on the safe side and not reply (sorry!)

Now that I'm done babbling, here's the chapter!

His eyes raised to meet a stranger's view. She was silently emerging from the mist. Her pale white feet gracefully moved over the water.

He looked closer. Her feet did not sink; she was walking on the water.

Tiny ripples were created every time her delicate toes reached the water's surface. The chilly breeze blew her iridescent white hair and flowing white dress back. Mist swirled around her, twirling around her body gracefully. Her eyes were phosphorescent with white power, a faint aura of lavender on the edges.

He gazed at her absently. There was no reason for alarm. Maybe she would put him out of her misery . . .

She stepped closer, closer, until she reached the shore of his little island of loneliness. The glow in her eyes faded as her feet found solid ground. The light dissipated until her irises were visible.

He glanced up at her, and his breath stopped short. Those eyes ––– they were a beautifully stunning amethyst. They reminded him so much of –––. He looked away.

Why are you sitting here alone? The message was heard, but it was not physically spoken. He looked up at the stranger.

Why are you here in these shambles? The message came again. She had not spoken, but he could feel the words brush across his mind, telepathically. His lips began to form words, but he was interrupted.

Why are you silent? Watching the girl, with her eyes gazing far away, pale lashes never blinking, he began to speak. How strange it felt to say anything out loud. He hadn't done so for what seemed like years.

He began with a simple question, his tongue slowly remembering the proper way to form words. "What is your name?" he inquired softly.

For the first time, the girl looked down at him, straight into his eyes. I have not a name.

Her intensity was frightening, her absolute solemn nothingness overpowering. "Neither do I," he responded quietly, looking back down at the rocks.

Yet you do. He quickly raised his head again. How could she know? It was impossible . . . yet she was so mysterious, he couldn't know.

"How did you –––"

I know many things. I can see into people's souls. His eyes widened. It was if she were emotionless, a walking robot. She never moved as she was communicating, standing so completely still.

"You ––– can? Then you can see into mine?" he asked tentatively.

Yes. she answered silently. But I have not yet.

His interest was dying. This stranger was unique, but what was the point of listening? What was the point of watching? What was the point of anything? "Do what you want," he answered carelessly.

Suddenly, he had the strangest sensation. It was as if someone was sifting through his thoughts, emotions, and feelings. Flashes of previous encounters whisked past him as different emotions passed through him. He felt like someone had dove into his heart and gone through all its contents. His lips parted, and his eyes glowed a white with lavender around them as his soul was being torn through.

Finally, he was relieved. The glow faded, and everything resumed to normal. He clutched the left side of his chest. His heart was beating rapidly.

His gaze returned to the girl; a glow from her eyes was fading. As she exited his soul, she took a shocked step backwards. He watched her movements carefully.

Her eyes were wide, as if she had been so startled that she was completely taken aback. He heard her message again.

So much despair . . . how can you bear it? You have suffered so much sorrowful loss . . . . You are broken.

He looked back out the ocean, the least bit surprised. "Yes," he replied in a far-away voice.

But you ––– I have never before encountered this amount of sadness. Never before have I encountered emotion at all. She looked down at him. You are the first.

He gazed into the mist, the silent barrier of the sky and water. Each tiny droplet of mist was its own individual being, yet it came together with others to form a beautiful yet deadly creation.

His mind searched. For what, he didn't know, but it was searching. For something, somewhere. His thoughts skimmed over long ago memories, long lost feelings, everything that was quietly stored away.

Memories that he reviewed suddenly threatened to overpower him. He tried to resist, but it was a lost cause.

-Flashback-

The Titans were deep in battle. Countless attacks were being thrown at them, and each were just barely being dodged. Each of the five could tell that the villain was grinning devilishly behind his mask.

It seemed that Red X had become more cruel and cold, as if he had suddenly discovered a reason to hate the Titans even more.

"Come on, kid, is that all you got?" he taunted towards the Boy Wonder.

"Don't you think you could do better than that?" he mocked as he easily stepped out of the way of the half-robot's sonic cannon.

"You are pathetic" he ridiculed towards the shape-shifter. The green boy's eyes narrowed.

"You're gonna pay!"

-End Flashback-

He couldn't control his memories anymore. They came flooding into his mind.

-Flashback-

"You're the one who's going to pay!" the criminal yelled uncharacteristically. He narrowed his eyes and pulled out several weapons. None of the four other Titans could stop the changeling or the villain as they charged furiously at each other.

-End Flashback-

He heard a faint voice far away. You are remembering. He clutched his head in pain.

- Flashback-

The two began to attack. The shape-shifter attempted to scar the villain with his razor-sharp teeth as a fierce lion, but the criminal hit him with a Zinothium powered electrical shock before the teeth reached him.

The changeling morphed back into his human form, just as the villain began to charge for another attack. The green boy saw this out of the corner of his eye and immediately transformed into a rhinoceros, then rammed the criminal with his powerful horn.

The villain was thrown back, and the changeling thought he wasn't going to get up. He returned to his normal form. Suddenly, the criminal jumped up with a kick that hit the green boy right in the stomach.

With the wind knocked out of him, the shape-shifter staggered backwards. Then, without warning, the villain suddenly backslapped the changeling right across the face.

He laughed menacingly.

-End Flashback-

His eyes shut tightly, his knees pulled to his chin, and his hands pulling fiercely at his hair, hot tears began streaming down his cheeks. He buried his face in his knees for a long time.

When he looked up, the stranger was still looking at him. We will fix you. Together.

So? What do you think? Like the new character? Yes? No? Please review!