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Robin sighed, the yells of the protesters somehow weaving their way into the peace and quiet of his room. How was he supposed to concentrate with them out there? He strode out of his room, out on to the rocks of Titan's Tower. At the sight of him, the chaos became even more...chaotic, but he held up his hands for silence.

"Look people, you being here isn't going to do anything except slow down our search for him. Go home, lock your doors and windows at night. During daylight, you should be safe. Right now, I can't concentrate with you guys here. If you want to be safe, go home."

"What about the alien?" asked one. A whole chorus agreed. Robin scowled, hoping no one would question about her. The break-up still hurt. As much as he hated to admit it, he still loved Starfire.

"It was a mistake. Aliens and humans alike make them. If you want to be safe, I suggest giving this up." The discouraged protesters sailed back home, and Robin went back inside to answer the phone calls, saying the same thing every time. Eventually, the Tower quieted, but Robin realized he hadn't seen Starfire anywhere. Maybe she had been right. Rage had drove him, and he'd seen red, but he hadn't realized it was blood until he looked back at the scene after his fight with Starfire. Maybe he had almost killed Slade. In any case, talking to Starfire would be a good idea. This break-up was wrong for both of them. It had to be.

He went up to the roof first, sure she'd be there, but found nothing. He doubled back and checked her room, gasping at what he saw.

Nothing. The room was cleared of any important item, and a piece of paper sat by a napping Silkie. Robin picked it up.

Beast Boy

Please feed Silkie, but keep him in this room.

Thank you.

It was written in Starfire's bubbly handwriting, and beside it lay her communicator. Robin's heart practically stopped, but his brain began to work.

Question: Why would Starfire write this?

Answer: She isn't going to be here to feed Silkie.

Question: Why wouldn't she be here?

Answer: She left.

Question: Why would she leave?

Answer: Because of the protesters.

Question: Why were there protesters?

Answer: Starfire helped Slade escape.

Question: Why would she do that?

Answer: She thought I was going to kill him.

Thus, Robin came to the logical conclusion that this was all his fault. As usual. He snarled, punding her bed with his fist. How could he have been so stupid? He knew Starfire was an overly emotional individual, and that she almost depended on him to help her through Earth ways. He'd never told her about a couple breaking up. He'd always been uncomfortable when it came to anything relationship-related around her. She couldn't have known, and he blew up. Then she probably went to the battlefield just as confused, and...

Robin swore, unable to believe he'd put Starfire through all of this, so much that she'd felt it right to leave. "Raven! Beast Boy! Cyborg! Ops Center, pronto!" he yelled down the hallway. He rushed to the said room, contacting Titans East. Speedy appeared on the screen.

"Hey Robin, what's up?" he asked.

"Listen, do you guys think you could--" The alarm blared in the Titans East Tower.

"Sorry, dude. Gotta jet. I'll talk to you later, maybe." The screen blanked out. Robin sighed as the other Titans entered the room.

"What?" Beast Boy asked.

"Don't interrupt. Starfire's not in the Tower anymore. My guess is that she's gone back to Tamaran. I need to go after her and bring her back. You guys--"

"Are coming with," Raven interrupted. Robin glared at her.

"I thought I told you not to interrupt! That is an order. You are not coming with. Titans East is busy, and I'm not going to try and contact five other people to come and help here. You three are staying to protect the city. I should be back in a few days, give or take a day on Tamaran to get her back. If you want, I can get help from Gotham for the research--"

"Man, what do you think we are, decorations? We can do the research ourselves, if you'd let us," grumbled Cyborg. Robin rounded on him.

"Do you think this is some sort of joke? Starfire is GONE, in case it didn't penetrate your thick skulls!"

"Robin, we understand. She's our friend too, and Cyborg's right. We're a team, and we need to get through this together," Raven advised.

"No. I need to go alone. If you can find other Titans to take over the Tower's responsibilities, then you can come after me. Right now, it's me alone. I'm the one who made her leave, and I'm the one who needs to bring her back."

"You're being all self-centered again! Why can't Raven go? She can go into Star's mind or do something like that and convince her to come back home!" yelled Beast Boy agitatedly. "I'd go, but I have a serious bathroom problem with that place."

Robin sighed in annoyance and made his way down to the shuttles. He would be fine for a couple of days without them. What was the worst that could happen?

Famous last words.


Robin had been in deep space for two days. Tamaran was a couple of days' journey above Earth. It was in his sights, now, and he sped the ship along, eager to get to the planet. He entered the planet's atmosphere, after a tough battle of staying out of its orbit. He touched down smoothly, and got out of the ship, only to be apprehended by two enormous guards. Surprised, he tried to wriggle out of their grasp. These were sentries, apprehending anyone from space that had no invitation. Great.

Struggling was futile; they were a lot stronger than him. Resignedly, he let them carry him towards the palace, mumbling a bunch of things in Tamaranian.

The gigantic doors to the palace opened, and the guards led him into a huge hall and jerked him to the right, into a smaller hallway. There, he saw a sight that he'd have nightmares about for years.

It was Starfire, hobbling along and leaning on the wall for support. Her skin was greyish, and her hair lank and brown. She was far skinnier than she was before, too skinny. Her uniform hung about her body, the breastplate discarded because it obviously would not fit. Her eyes looked huge on her shruken face, though dull and vacant. Their eyes met, and she blinked. No recognition.

"Starfire!" he cried. She walked on in that shuffling gait, using the wall for support and casting fearful glances behind her. All of a sudden, a huge man appeared, and ran towards her. Robin recognized the man a Starfire's nanny, Galfore.

He yelled things in Tamaranian for a little bit, and tears fell as she gazed up at Galfore, though her expression never changed to one of sadness. Then he embraced her, though she didn't return it, and tears kept falling from her blank face.

One of Robin's welcoming committee stepped up and started saying a bunch of things in Tamaranian that Robin didn't understand. Galfore turned around, just noticing him, and his eyes alomst seemed to glow like Starfire's. He was not happy.

"You! You vile creature! You sickening disgrace! How dare you come to disfigure the face of my planet!" he roared. Robin gulped and shrank back against his captors, wondering if Starfire was watching. She seemed to be off in her own world.

"Um...hi?" he tried. Big mistake.

"You nearly kill my bumgorf, and all you can say is 'hi'? Look at her! You've broken her! She was near dead when the Gordanians found her! She still is!" Galfore thundered. Starfire's eyelids drooped, and she slid down the wall on to the floor, fast asleep.

"I didn't do this to her!" cried Robin. "She was fine when she left Earth!" Was she? Tamaranians weren't so emotional that a broken heart could cause this, right? This was barely even Starfire. He didn't know how he'd recognized her. Galfore didn't believe him either.

"You will pay. This is an attempt on the life of a member of the royal family. Whether it was direct or indirect, there is only one price."

"What's that?" asked Robin shakily, though he already had a vague idea of the answer.

Galfore smiled grimly. "Your execution will take place in five days, as soon as I can arrange it. At least then, Koriand'r shall be avenged."


Dun, dun, dunnnnnnnn...

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