Ok...I lied last chapter. The giant fight scene/ Comes back is probably going to happen soon next chappie most likely. SORRY!!!

Don't own anything.


"Calling Titans! Titans! Do You Read?" I speak into my communicator.

"Raven and Beast Boy here. What's wrong?" Mrs. Logan's face appears on the screen.

"Blackfire has breeched the facility. Phantom and I need back up!" Raven nods as her eyes go white.

"I've got your cordinace hang on." And in a flash the screen goes blank.

"So are you gonna tell me or do I have to ask?" I call out to the dark, not being able to see where Brendon was.

"Huh?"

"The whole Azarathean Prince thingy? What's the deal with that?" I hear a small sigh.

"My mom, she was the daughter of Trigon the Terrible and Arella. Trigon had a fearsome hold on Azarath for years until the Titans stopped him. Our people rejoyced and made my mother their Queen to show her their gratidude, my mother turned them down many, many times saying ruling a planet wasn't her thing and when I was born my mother struck an idea to get them off her back."

"Make you their king..." I thought out loud.

"Yeah...When I turn 21 I'll be not only ruling a kingdom but married as well."

"Married?" Hold up. I've been dating someone who's engaged?!

"Yeah, it's a peace treaty with another planet. The only problem is I think she hates me at the moment." He released a small chuckle.

"Well, you know what this means don't you?" I choke back tears.

"No. Actually I don't." I could almost see him smirking.

"We can't be together stupid! I mean even if we could patch this stupid mess up! It's wrong! I can't believe you went out with me in the first place! This is just so---" His lips cut off my ranting and I melt into him if only for a second until I realize what's happening.

"Brendon No." I scold him like someone would do to a misbehaving puppy. "We can't do this. Your engaged."

"I know." he states simply and grabs me wrapping his arms around my waist and trying to bring my lips to his.

"I don't think you do. If I were engaged to you I wouldn't want you doing this to anyone else but me."

"Ok then." He touches his lips with my own again and I push him off.

"What is wrong with you?! Your engaged! Stop doing this! It's sick and wrong and...Dear Lord I want to kiss you again!" I grab his neck roughly and pull his lips to mine. He pries my mouth open and gently massages my tounge with his own. His hands are traveling around my back as I toy with those black locks I adore and missed so much. We part panting heavily and I glare at him.

"We shouldn't have done that."

"Yeah, we should have done it sooner." I slap him in the arm and even in the dark I can see his pearly whites.

"What I'm not allowed to kiss my fiance'.. What has this world come to."

"Damn right your not allowed to kiss your...wait WHAT?!" I almost fall over from shock of what I just heard.

"Oh, did I forget to tell you that little tid-bit about you and I being betrothed and all...Silly me..." I think he could see my astonished expression and before i know it we're lip locked...again.

"Where's my ring?" I say as we part. He chuckles at me.

"Not here. But I promise you'll get it." I hug him reveling in his warmth. And let out a content sigh.

"Ok Way too much love in one closet for me." A dark voice says. I light a starbolt and turn around slowly wondering who inturrupted us.

"Roar..." The voice drones. I let out a shriek and fall out of the closet and on to the hard linoleum floor with a thud. Brendon, of course, falling on top of me putting us in an erm..for lack of better word 'intresting' position. He looks down at me and blushes madly as do I and he quickly gets up into a fighting stance.

"Who are you?! Show yourself!" He bellows to the darkness.

"Dude you need to chill. Name's S.K" A good looking kid about our age emerges from the shadows dressed in black converse sneakers, black pants and a black shirt with a pillsburry doughboy with a speech-bubble that reads 'Poke me and die.' He covered his eyes with a thin pair of sunglasses and his black hair is done in spikey puffs.

"What's S.K stand for?" I ask as I rise wincing with pain. He shrugs his shoulders.

"Super Kool Super Komputer, Standard Killer. It could mean a bunch of things. Blackfire gave me the name." He's so laid back about everything I think he might fall over.

"Wait, your one of Blackfire's cronies?" My starbolt ignites but I can't help but feel I shouldn't hurt him.

"Please, I could crush Blackfire if I wanted to, I'm just in this because she bought me off the black market and for the drugs." Brendon's eyes narrow.

"Drugs? What the hell do you need drugs for?" His voice is cold like ice and I take two steps back.

"They keep me alive. I told you I was bought on the black market. The scientist who created me was a pot head not my fault."

"You're...You're not human?" He looks at me like I have ten heads.

"I am too human! I have blood and organs like a human I have a brain like a human my veins are wires though and my skeletal system is metal and the marrow is oil. So I am human but just partially."

"Great job S.K Now dispose of the spare!" Blackfire grabs me around the neck and her starbolt ignites burning my flesh and making me scream in agony.

"Mar'i!" Brendon cries out but I barely hear him. The smell of burning skin is making me wanna throw up. I gather just enough strength to zap her lightly with a starbolt, almost as tough as a wasp sting and hit her wrist causing her to drop me. I fall to the ground almost unconsious my mind is foggy and my neck is on fire but I had to make sure Brendon was okay. I glance over not being able to move my neck and look over at him. He's running over to me I glance over his shoulder to see S.K pull out a gun. No! I had to alert him.

"-don! Bre..BRENDON!" It hurt like a thousand knives digging into my neck but that was a tickiling feeling compared to the feeling I got as Brendon turned around as the bullet went through him his blood raining on the ground as he fell seconds later along with it.


Uh-oh...What's gonna happen next?!!?!

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