Hey Everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while the comp. is a brat! 13th Chapter of NightStar!! Woo!!! Honestly I'm not sure how many are left. But oh, well
Don't own much 'cept a few Band tee-shirts and a copy of A Fever You Can't Sweat Out.
RICHARD'S POV
I walk down the many long confusing corridors at an extremly fast pace my stomach gurggling along the way. God Damnit! Why do all these hallways look the same! I finally reach the door labeled "REC ROOM/KITCHEN" and the little mini-sign that reads ''no tofu allowed in kitchen!- thanks! the management." I roll my eyes underneath my opaque mask and open the door. I walk straight pass the T.V and basicly run for the kitchen! I grab a sandwich and a soda and gulp it down. Well everyone's gonna wake up in an hour so why not watch some T.V? I walk over to the couch and---
"WHAT THE HELL!!?"
MAR'S POV
I hear a scream and instantly scream as well and fall off of my makeshift pillow, Which at the moment looks like he's seen hell, and take the blanket with me. I turn to look at what he was staring at and I really wish I didn't. My Dad had the scariest look I've ever seen in my life etched on his features. He caught us! damn! And I thought I'd have peace at least until Mr. Logan tried sneaking the tofu in.
"Care to explain?" Nightwing said looking from Brendon to me and back to Brendon.
"Dad it was not his fault. The fault was mine I was--" Was I speaking proper english? Oh God I must really have been scared.
"I'm not talking to you Mar'iand'r," He used my full name. He's really pissed. He put a hand up to my face to silence me and turns towards Brendon. "I was talking to the boy."
"Sir I swear I did nothing with the princess. We were just watching a movie and--"
"Watching a movie? Watching a movie?! I know what 'watching a movie' means kid! Do know how many times I 'watched a movie' with Mar'iand'r's mother?" Ok...really didn't need to hear that. I think it's time I step in again.
"F'rth'r th'r fa'rlt w'ras't h'rser.(Father, the fault wasn't his!)" Wow! I spoke Tameranean for the first time! Sweetness! Oh and for all of you who can't read Tamarean I'll put what we're saying in paraenthesis foy ya.!
"Mar'iand'r hw'r doe'r ex'rpe't m'yrdr t' b'e'rver ths'dr?(NightStar, How do you expect me to believe that?)" I release a sigh. And explain all the events of last night and yesterday to him with a crimson face in perfect Tamaranean. After a couple of 'Shame on yous' later he leaves Brendon and I alone once more.
"ah, S'rd Mar'iand'r yo're h'rve th'r dbuo'r ths'dr Wally wou'rder h'rve bn'rd btt'rd m'yrdr ht'r? (Ah, So NightStar you had doubts that Wally would have been better for you then me?)" A third voice interrupted our quarrel. It was Brendon. Honestly I didn't know he knew my language. I looked over at him. He had a cold smile plastered on his face and his amythest eyes had lost that sparkle I adore so much.
"Brendon it wasn't like that! I swear!" But it was exactly like that. He knew it and I knew it.
"I don't know what I saw in you Mar. Your as shallow as they come. I don't leave my room for a couple of hours because I was trying to make a strategy for your dad and you go off having doubts?" He released an empty dry laugh. "You're pathetic Mar'i. And your not worth my time." And with those last words he left the room. Leaving a broken and shattered me on the floor.
"Ok Who wants waffles?!" Uncle Vic asked excited as ever. At least one of us had to be. Mrs. Logan just glared at him and she, April, and Brendon sipped on herbal tea. Brendon. Just that name brings tears to my eyes. Wally looks over at me his blue eyes obviously concerned and I give a ghost of a smile. I look out of the corner of my eye and see a scowling Brendon.
"Mar, whats up you haven't even touched your waffles?" Miki asks me. I almost brake down right then and there but I regain my composure. Brendon's not going to see me like this. I won't give him the pleasure of seeing me like this. I get up and head straight to my room. Head held high. My spirit? Not so much.
Brendon's POV
"Ok Who wants waffles?!" Cyborg asked cheerily. Ha! I don't think I knew what that word meant until--no. I'm not going to think about that two timing bitch! But, it is o.k to look right? She wasn't watching. I ultimately regret looking because the moment I do her head is turned giving Wally full attention. And he's supposed to be my best friend! I scowl and look into the dark abyss of my tea. I take one last glance at her and notice her eyes looked bloodshot. Miki Stone blocks my view and I have nothing left to do but eavesdrop.
"Mar, whats up you haven't even touched your waffles?" I move my head slightly to the right to see what her reply is. She looks as if she's going to have a nervous brake down at anytime. she doesn't say a word but instead gets up and leaves.
"You should talk to her Brendon." My immature sister whispers next to me. I sneer and snort.
"Right." I say sarcasticly. "And then I'll go pick flowers and eat lollypops and skip through a candy cane meadow with a unicorn by my side."
"um...I don't know about that but Mar had every right to have doubts." I look my pale forest eyed sister in the face and laugh.
"How so?" I say. She looks at me cockily.
"You've only been on one date with her, you've picked on her since first grade, your constantly quiet or you only want kisses from her, and you've been in your room waay too much. If I was Mar'i I would have dumped you way before now." She puts her cup in the sink and walks away.
"Oh and by the way," She whispers as she passes me. "Seeing both of you broken like this is pretty annoying. And since she's more stubborn then you and you started this mess you should be the one who apologizes not her." and with that she walks out the door and I let out a bitter laugh.
Like that'll happen.
Mar'i's POV
Jump to three hours later and we finally arrive on Tamaran, Thank God. We're all clad in our super-suits ready to depart. Of course with my luck I'm in between Brendon and Wally. Poor Wally, he doesn't even know what's going on.
"All right. Titans go!" My Dad's voice bellows from the speakers we nod and head off. We make our way to the reisitance hideout my uncle Ryand'r made and wait.
"wh'r g'o'dr t're'(Who goes there) ?" My uncle's voice bellows. I smile.
"Mar'iand'r Grayson h'e'rss t' th'r And'r t'ron'dr (NightStar Grayson heiress to the And'r throne.)" I reply he opens a peephole to look out.
"Oh X'hal Mar'iand'r s'r a'vr'l (Oh X'hal NightStar is alive!)" He opens the door and hugs me tightly. And since he is yet to learn english he kisses me on the lips. Making Brendon's red eyes narrow underneath his hood.
"Mar'i! Oh Thank X'hal you're all right!" I giggle and hug my Uncle tighter. He puts me down and bows respectivly. He looks at the Titans with an angry expression and they all bow along with him. I signal that they can come up and they do.
"From now on you shall adress the princess as your highness, your grace, etc.." He tells them. "And you know the rules I trust, especially you older Titans." Beast Boy grins.
"Yeah. Don't touch her." He nods his head and leads us into the hideout. I was surprised to see so many Tamaraneans all in one tiny place. Of course they all bow as I pass by. I'm not really to fond of that. Ryand'r stops at a door with two gaurds and looks at Nightwing and me.
"I will only allow Nightwing, my brother-in-law and the princess beyond this point. everyone else can relax for tomorrow we fight!" The nod and bow and leave Dad and I alone. Uncle Ryan looks at us ans smiles sadly.
"This way." He tells us as he types in a password and the door opens. Revealing a long dark hallway which, of course, we head down.
"I assure beforehand she is fine." I look questionable.
"Who?" Nightwing asks from beside me and my glowing azure starbolt.
"You will see." he says from in front of us a torch in his hand. I guess he can't use starbolts.
He leads us to a room full of monitors and a lot of other stuff. Cyborg would really like it in here. But what caught my father's and my own attention was a long tube filled with water and a woman. We move closer and I think I may die.
I the tube was- no it couldn't be. But it was and we could do nothing but stare. Words finally made they're way out of my mouth and I whispered a one syllable word that has a huge amount of pain in it.
"Mom...?"
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