Chapter 8 – Broken Hearts

Bolt rubbed his head as it throbbed with pain. He looked over across the street until he found an alleyway. He went into it and scanned the area. "Hello?" he called.

"You finally arrived," came a voice. Tracker jumped down. "I must say, I'm getting rather busy with customers these days."

"Yeah, whatever," Bolt said impatiently, "I need your help." Tracker looked at him, as if absorbing every detail about him.

"Let me guess," Tracker began, "You're looking for a girl. Quite petite, pale with black hair."

"How'd you know?" he asked, stunned.

She ignored him, "Yeah, I seen her earlier, Lilith's her name, right?" Bolt nodded. "She's looking for a witch."

"I thought she was looking for a wolf," Bolt said confused.

"She is, but I can't track down animals, only humans, so she asked me to help her find a witch called Elvina. However."

"However?"

"She's just gone down to a wolf pack to fetch me a Silver Wolf Coin."

"What?"

"Well I can't do it for free," Tracker laughed.

"Which pack?"

Tracker's eyes sparkled, "Not a pack I know of, but in this street."

"She's here?"

"Around," Tracker nodded.

"Where?" he demanded.

Tracker smiled, "I'm not giving precious information for free, all I'm telling you is she's here in the street, I'll tell you more if you pay me."

"What do you want?"

"I'm afraid I don't think you will have the items I require, so you're on your own," Tracker said. She closed her eyes and disappeared into mist. Bolt sighed.

"Great.." he muttered sarcastically. He stepped out of the alleyway to be greeted with darkness. "How long was I standing out here for?" He walked cautiously down the street. People looked at him curiously, identifying him straight away, but he ignored them. It was beginning to get colder, so her rubbed his hands together. He looked left and right, and journeyed to the left.

Midnight leaned on the wall, watching Larson scribbling a letter. How long had she been there? Larson still owed her a silver wolf coin so she wasn't leaving until he gave her it. She looked at her black painted nails in a bored, exaggerated way. She sighed, hoping that Larson would soon get the point but unfortunately he didn't.

"Password?" Erik gruffed as Bolt stood by him. He could literally see the lightning around him.

"Password?" Bolt repeated.

"This is a private club, sir, only those with the password can enter," Erik explained strictly.

"But I'm looking for someone," Bolt protested.

"And who is that?"

"Lilith Moon, goes by Midnight sometimes."

Erik stiffened then a bright smile appeared on his face, "Oh she's here, are you her friend?"

"Yeah, I'm Adrien Ross, Bolt."

"I've heard of you," Erik smirked and sidestepped. Bolt stepped forward. Erik bolted the door and led Bolt through the complicated corridors.

Midnight almost started to hit Larson; she was so bored! He finally stood up and took a coin from a bag. He wandered up to her, smiling rather differently. It was a bold, seductive smile and it made Midnight uncomfortable. He raised his hand to her face. She sucked in her breath. He brought her head closer and brought his lips to her own.

Bolt gasped. He watched endlessly as the brown haired man kissed his love.

Midnight growled and pushed Larson back. "What are you doing!" she screeched. Larson ignored her as he looked at Bolt.

"You're not allowed here." Midnight followed his gaze and her eyes widened. Bolt, emotionless turned around and ran out.

"Adrien, wait!" Midnight yelled after him. She smacked Larson aside, and ran after Bolt. Midnight chased Bolt through the complicated corridors until they arrived at the door. "Adrien, please," she begged.

He grabbed Midnight's hand and pulled her out the door. He stopped and turned around to face her. Midnight could see the anger jumping around in his eyes, the energy around him was almost visible. She tried to let go, and when he refused she heard thunder. Then lightning crashed nearby. The rain began to pour down, drenching them both. More lightning flashed around them, creating the only possible light, as well as the full moon.

There was something unsettling in the night. Midnight had long controlled her urges when it became a full moon but there was a whole pack of them inside. Someone howled, causing her to jump. Bolt stayed put anyway, looking deeply and angrily into Midnight's eyes. His hair stuck to his head, plastered and wet. Her hair looked as if it had ripples in it, as no one could tell if her hair could get darker. His eyes were furious, golden with sparks bouncing every second. Her eyes were silver, mysterious and slightly worried. His hand was firmly around her wrist, refusing to let go.

"Let me go," Midnight finally whispered.

"You betrayed me," Bolt said angrily.

"What?" she managed to escape his grip and suddenly fury corrupted her. "It wasn't my fault!" she screamed. "It was his. He kissed me, I didn't kiss him. And how was I to know you would be standing there!"

"I thought I could trust you!" he yelled back.

"Why can't you!" she demanded. "Stop being an arrogant, jealous idiot and go!"

"You want me to go?" he said coolly.

"Yes!" she screamed at him. "I got what I came for, you didn't have to come!"

"I was worried sick! I know what you have to do to destroy him and I don't want you to do it!"

"That's not for you to decide," Midnight glared.

"Getting revenge by killing yourself isn't going to help!" he shook her shoulders.

"It'll destroy him!"

"How do you know?"

"Well I won't, unless I try!"

"Why do you think a self-sacrifice will kill him?" Bolt yelled. Midnight couldn't tell if he was crying or the rain had spread across his face. Puddles began to evolve around them, and massive lines of lightning burst into the sky. They crackled and hissed. The thunder was loud, and deathly frightening.

"I have the same blood," Midnight replied simply. "It's people like me who is born to stop those we share blood with. They're evil, we have to stop them."

"Name one more person who did the same thing!" Bolt demanded.

"Amalie," Midnight replied. "She had the same blood as Kais."

"And she did it?"

"Yes, she sacrificed herself, which killed Kais too."

"I'm still not convinced."

"Valora destroyed Naasi," Midnight said.

"It doesn't make it right though," he said sadly.

"It makes no sense," Midnight admitted, "But I feel it is right."

"Why?" his voice was drained and hurt. The rain kept falling around them.

"He has caused me such misery," she gently said. "I want him to pay." Bolt tilted his head, knowing he couldn't talk her out of it so instead he wrapped his arms around her. She joined in and placed her head on his shoulder. Bolt started to sob but, of course, Midnight couldn't.

Terra closed her eyes, sadly as Raven and Changeling cuddled up together on the sofa. It was supposed to have been her! She felt the anger and jealousy burn in her stomach, and it was not a pleasant feeling at all. She glared simply at Raven then sighed. It was not going to happen. She was too late.

Raven giggled as Changeling played with her hair. She slapped his hand gently and nuzzled his neck. "You know you're beautiful, right?" Changeling whispered into her ear.

"You know you're handsome, right?" she whispered back. They shared a long, passionate kiss, the sparks exploding around them. Anyone could see they were made for each other, except Terra whose very eyes burned deep into Raven. She decided to give up and read a magazine but the soft moaning and breathing distracted her.

Starfire walked uncomfortably into the room, followed by a angry Nightwing. "I don't see why you won't admit it!" Nightwing yelled. It broke the embrace between Changeling and Raven as they looked up at them. Even BB and Cyborg turned around.

"Admit what?" Starfire leaned on the sofa, glaring at her boyfriend.

"Hey, what's going on?" Cyborg asked.

"Ask her," Nightwing crossed his arms while nodding to Starfire.

"Richard thinks I am jealous of a girl he has recently spoken to," Starfire said in a high voice.

"Which you are!" Nightwing yelled.

"Why would Starfire be jealous?" BB asked, slightly in a fun, mocking tone.

"Because the girl was pretty," Nightwing admitted slowly. Starfire glared at him, fire almost burning him right on the spot.

"Why would you be talking to a pretty girl?" Changeling smirked.

"I knew her from before- Never mind!" Nightwing snapped.

"But why were you flirting?" Starfire accused.

"I was not flirting!" Nightwing protested.

"Man..." Cyborg shook his head, disapprovingly.

"You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" BB turned to him, softly flirting. Cyborg turned bright red.

"No...No...Of course not!" he shook his head faster than before.

"What a shame, I thought you liked pretty girls," BB smirked. Cyborg banged his head on the table, feeling like he totally screwed up.

"I repeat, I was not flirting!" Nightwing yelled at Starfire. "You need to trust me!"

"I cannot if you go around flirting with every girl you see!" Starfire yelled back.

"We were two friends, catching up!"

"Then why did she start flirting?"

"THERE WAS NO FLIRTING!" Nightwing bellowed. Terra looked around, exasperated. It turned out Changeling and Raven had sneaked out. She pursed her lips together like a goldfish then watched the two lovers again.

"That was not how I saw it!"

"Then you need to get your eyes checked out!" Starfire stayed silent for a few awkward minutes, simply frowning at Nightwing.

"I do not think we can trust each other anymore," she said finally.

"Wait..What?" Nightwing blinked.

"I think that this argument has proved that," Starfire continued.

"Oh no, please no," BB shook her head, holding on to Cyborg. They both knew what was coming next. Terra had no clue, she just watched, intrigued.

"What are you talking about?"

"I do not think we should see each other anymore," Starfire said, holding back tears. BB let herself down as she broke into tears. She put her arms around Cyborg's neck and sobbed into him.

"But... We're a team, we live together. How can we not see each other?" Nightwing asked, clueless. Cyborg frowned at his sudden stupidity.

"I mean... As in..." Tears began to run down her face, "As in... We break up."