Sorry for the long update! I was busy with music and swimming, so. Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers: Joanna (my BF forever, and my biggest fan! Well…not really), kjesStar (who gave me a PERFECT idea to use…), TimeShadow (who's never read my other work, but is very flattering!), xStarfirexRobinxo (one of my faithful reviewers), Tiffany (who is also new), Doenemi Domino (who is a wonderful newbie too!), and Edwardjustproposed (my MOST faithful reviewer, besides kjesStar).
And, yes, I will be posting a little comment for each of you like this from now on! Well, as long as I don't become lazy….
Chapter Two
Every corner she turned seemed to be a whole new world entirely. One moment there would be street lights lighting her path downtown, all the familiar buildings seemingly closed up for the night. Then, as she came around the bend, there were buildings in tatters, as if they had been ripped apart. It was pitch black, and only a light on the far end of the street lit her path. She could have lit a starbolt, but she had no energy to do it. Besides, her emotions wouldn't allow her anyways.
She almost cried out in pain and agony, because she knew that this could have been stopped long ago. She didn't even try to reason with herself, saying that it wasn't her responsibility and that she couldn't have stopped it. Because everything was a lie now, and lies became the truth in her mind. Now that she was here, there was no turning back.
But suddenly it hit her: how was she supposed to help? The chaos lined the streets, and there was nothing and no one left to save. People were safe in their homes, and no one dared come out. So how was she supposed to help? Even if there was someone in need, there was nothing she could do to save them.
She wanted to scream. It was so frustrating, because there was nothing she could do! It was like a thousand pound weight crushing her chest, because she knew she was too late. She was too late to do anything, and all she could do was return home to isolation.
With tears threatening to escape, she turned around with her head hung and body numb. Footsteps echoed in the empty walls, and even mice feet could be heard from far away.
Then there was a sound. A low, hissing noise that was far too harsh to be a cat. It wasn't like water running through pipes, either, because it was gurgling and spitting at the same time. Fear filled her mind and adrenaline pumped hard through her body, and it was all it took to make her forget about her sorrows.
"Pleeease…," said the voice. It sounded like it was spoken through clenched teeth, as if it took a great amount of effort to say it aloud.
"Who is there?" she asked, looking around in alarm. All she could see was shadows, towering over the inside of alley ways and blocking the corners.
"Help meee." There came a thump, as if the person had fallen down in struggle. She walked towards the inside of the alley, trying in vain to see in front of her. Ignoring the uneasiness churning her stomach, she denied the fact that anything was wrong with this.
She screamed as a hand grabbed hers, pulling her downwards. Her head hit the pavement, and everything instantly went black.
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She woke in a daze, and absolutely nothing seemed to register in her mind at that moment. It was just beginning to grow light, dawn slowly creeping into the shadows. She remembered hitting her head, and not much before that. What she didn't know was why she was in an alley way. Everything seemed muddled together, liking thousands of thoughts trying to tell her something, but none getting through. She tried so hard to understand what it all meant, but there was nothing to remind her.
She rose to her feet, her vision swirling and head throbbing. Without reasoning, she flew as fast as she could back to the tower. She decided it best not to wake everyone up, so she slipped into her window and lay down in her bed. It was hard not knowing what was going on. She remembered Robin accusing them of not being able to save people from the virus, she remembered the virus, and she just remembered lying down in bed that night. But that still did nothing to explain how she ended up half way across town. There was something she was missing, and she wasn't about to let it slip.
She walked into her bathroom and started the shower, not caring what temperature it was. Stripping off her clothes, she jumped in and began to wash herself. Who knew what dirty things had crawled on her in the alley way. Not minding the freezing water, she stayed in until she felt icy clean. Grabbing a towel, she walked to her sink to brush her teeth. And stopped.
In the mirror was a girl, a girl she had never seen before. She had long crimson hair, grey skin, and bloodshot eyes. She looked nothing like the Starfire she knew, because she wasn't. She looked sickly, as if she had the flu times ten. It was gross, and so utterly repulsive, but she could not take her eyes away. It was like staring into the eyes of a demon, locked in place and forever held against your will.
She blinked. It blinked.
She opened her mouth. It opened it's mouth.
She closed her eyes…that was stupid….
She opened them, and smiled a sincere smile. It did not smile a sincere smile, it only smirked viciously, as if it knew something she did not.
Backing up against the bathroom door, she turned and ran as fast as she could away from it. Violent tremors shook her as she ran down the hall, as if it was chasing her. She screamed in fear as she crashed into something hard, and two arms locked her in place. She was hysterical, fighting hopelessly against the figure as she tried to tell it to let go.
"Starfire!" a deep voice said. "Starfire, what is it?!"
Stopping her sobs, she looked up to see Robin, and she immediately broke down in his arms. She tried so hard to speak, but all that escaped her were hiccups.
"Wait," he said, tilting her chin upward, "what happened to you?"
He searched for some answer in her eyes, and she knew in an instant what he saw. He saw it, not her, but only the sickly figure in her mirror. The figure that she was not.
"We need to get you tested, Star," he said, taking her hand and leading her towards Cyborg's room. "Do you want to change into something first?" At this she looked down, realizing that she was only in a towel. She shook her head no, because she felt that if she took another step she would vomit. He understood, pulling her close against him as they made their way to the test room.
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Ok! So, here's chapter two! I hope you guys like it! Not many people did the summary thing, so I'm still looking for more.
-Alien