A/N: Ello Baby, Did ya miss me? Cuz I missed all of you gorgeous readers! Between some serious bull at my job, familial activities and em trying to enhance my life I barely get time to read anymore! But it's ok, I'm back...for the moment. It's the author (DUH) and I got to tell ya, Chp. 4 everything will come to light- BBRae and Kori's confronted on her past. In what way? Well it won't be no fun if I tell you! Read on readers- read on.
"What?" Nightwing stood up in a rush, before looking to the DJ nodding to a comment from a stagehand. 'She certainly looks like Star. But...Star is...no" He voiced his thoughts out loud. Cyborg shook his head.
"She told me himself man, BB was there too, and even Raven admits it." Cyborg jams his thumb at the solemn empath. "She decided not to tell anybody." Raven rolled her eyes as all of her male teammates looked at her.
"If you left four years ago and was suddenly found, would you want one of your ex-friends blabbing on about finding you? She requested my silence and I gave it to her." She shrugged and flew off toward the VIP room she was in earlier. Beast Boy smiled and followed Raven, while Cyborg stayed behind to gauge Nightwing's reaction.
"You know, she never said she didn't forgive us. She said that a hug and an apology wasn't going to fix things...but it's a damn good start." Cyborg smiled, turned Nightwing around and gently pushed him toward the stage.
I sighed with relief as I grabbed a water bottle from the ground. This show was going to be utterly spectacular. I scanned the room to notice Nightwing walking over to the stage. As I replaced my headphones with my beanie, I internally grimaced. When I told Cyborg he could tell whoever he wanted, I thought I would have more time to pull my thoughts together. I hopped off of the stage just as he got to the front of the stage. This close, I couldn't help but blush. He was still as cute as I remembered. His hair was dark and long. I wondered what color his eyes were underneath his sunglasses and then cursed myself for even wondering. Wearing a black hoodie and some dark wash jeans, he easily blended in with the standard clubber in Gotham. He made me feel fuzzy, and I struggled to stamp out the urge to remove his glasses to see his eyes, just once. He tormented me for years, caused my transformation. I was no longer innocent.
"You know, you're gonna look like a real...dick...if you wear those sunglasses during the night." I forced a laugh trying to avoid the conversation I knew was coming. He looked unamused, as he grabbed my arm.
"Can I talk to you?" Although it sounded like a request, the fact that he started pulling my arm and forcing me out the door, I knew it was more of a demand. As the afternoon, darkened to evening I took a moment to admire the city I had come to call home. The gothic buildings had a cool distinction to it and the more modern building sprinkled throughout looked more unique as a result. I turned to my former teammate and leader and sighed. He didn't say anything.
"You want to take a picture? It'll last longer." I rolled my eyes at his continued silence. "So...get whatever is on your chest off of it. I got to get changed for this performance. Doors open in.." I looked at my watch. "Thirty minutes."
He seemed annoyed that I just timed his tirade but I was annoyed that this even had to take place.
"Star why did you bail on us and in that manner? We were a team..." I started laughing, and he had the good sense to stay quiet. I looked around to see if the other Titans came out, and when I didn't find any, looked back to him.
"We..." I motioned to him and then myself, "were a team? You are so full of shit I am surprised they don't call you Fly Boy. We stopped being a team the second Invisi-bitch in there sucked your cock. You treated me like gum you stepped in and after that slap, over a simple mistake...I was done." I clenched my fists as I thought about that day. It still irked me and Bruce said more than once I should let it go, but it was where I got most of my righteous fury nowadays. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish, and it was satisfying. "Anyway...I have to go change. Deal with your guilty conscience on your own." I stalked back inside, ignoring his stuttering and stammering. I headed into the back and into the room the stagehands marked for wardrobe. Shedding my clothes I walked over to the rack, pondering my choices. Just as I was about to choose a red top with the words 'DJ Star' on the front, a lamp flew toward the back of my head. I dodged it and it crashed into the far wall.
"So, you're finally going to say something. I thought you were just going to sit there like a Peeping Tomette. Creepy, but flattering." I turned to see Lexi, red-faced and clearly drunk. I sighed again, scratching my head. When the silence continued, I started putting on the shirt. "So...is there anything I can help you with?"
"Stay away from my boyfriend, you psycho alien bitch!"My head popped through the top of the shirt, as I looked around, trying to figure out who the fuck she was talking to. "I don't understand. You think I am after..." I snickered, because this situation was to surreal. That snicker turned into full blown chortling. I held onto my sides as minutes passed, the only noises being my slowly subsiding laughter and her deep breathing. I wiped a few tears from my eyes.
"You think I want Dick's dick? Ha...you must be crazy." I grabbed some shorts off the rack and shimmied into them.
"I saw you and Dick talking! He doesn't want your skinny Troq ass- he wants someone with some meat on her bones." I looked over at her and rolled my eyes, before slipping on my red hi-tops.
"Now...I don't want Nightwing, I don't want the Titans back, I don't even want Jump City." I stalked to the door. I made eye contact with her to drive my next point clear. "However, you call me Troq again, and I will beat you black and blue across Gotham. Try me bitch, and you will get beat." I walked to the stage, still shaking. I closed my eyes and did some of the deep breath exercises Barbara taught me my first year in Gotham. I was almost fully calm, when Lexi brushed past me. "Stupid troq..." she muttered. I froze and then saw red. I was so tempted to grab her by that ratty bun and yank her into a fight she wouldn't forget...but I had a show to do. I squeezed my hands into a fist and then released them. I will channel it into my performance. The bar hands did a final sweep of the bar and the bouncers set in their signature glare.
"Open the doors! Let's get this show on the road!" With that shout, the stagehands assigned to door watch opened them, letting the horde of excited Gotham citizens come rushing in. I sat behind the board on the stage, mentally running through the program. I was about to stand when I felt a buzzing in my back pocket. Looking at the screen I saw it was Alfred. All of my lingering anger subsided as I answered the phone.
"Hi, Alfred..."
As the rush of Gotham citizens settled in, they were distraught to find out that one of the best VIP rooms in the club was already taken. The room that overlooks the entire bar was taken by five young adults who had the door closed. Inside of that room however, more than one change was taking place.
Cyborg was tinkering with a mini speaker one of the stage hands gave him. It had the habit of fizzing out when the bass got too loud, and since Cyborg has a lot of fun with any mechanical tinkering he thought he would give it a go. His human eye narrowed in faux concentration as he twisted and snipped wires. Truth be told, he could have had this fixed in like two minutes, but didn't want to leave Nightwing and Lexi by themselves. Beast Boy and Raven would be no help, as they had officially broke the bonds of friendship and were flitting around the idea of steady dating. Beast Boy would occasionally whisper something in Raven's ear, only to have her blush. She remained her steadfast silent self, but would type something out on her phone. They already told Cyborg who engulfed them both in a bone smashing hug. Now if he could only get Karen back in Jump City...He sighed and went back to being 'super concentrated' on his tinkering.
Nightwing went to the door of the room, and accepted the tray of drinks from the waitress. He looked warily down at three glasses of amber liquid on it. He normally did not indulge, but interacting with Sta- Kori, had him pretty shaken. She had become a tough cookie while she was away, not easily smiling and easily laughing off his tirade. Thinking back on it, he knew it was a weak argument to begin with. He knew they had treated Star like crap, but he had just hoped Star would just brush it off...like she always did. 'She always forgave me, but she's right. This time I went too far. I may never get her forgiveness, I am not even sure I should.' He stood still, so engulfed in his thoughts he did not see his girlfriend come up to him.
"Can you believe that skanky bitch?" Lexi paused her drunken slur to grab yet another drink. Cyborg, Raven and Beast Boy ignored her, but Nightwing, who was already in a bad mood decided to entertain her.
"Who is this skanky bitch you are talking about?" He took a sip of the drink, wincing as it burned a path down his throat. His mucus lining will hate him in the morning, he joked internally. "Troq...or should I say, Koriii. She thinks she is such hot shit, just because she is the face of a company. That bitch just needs to stay away from all of us. She was a loser and was dragging us down." Lexi looked around, slightly puzzled. Usually by now, one of the male Titans would usually agree with her. Instead, BB was making googly eyes with the creepy chick who lived in the Tower,(in her inebriated state, Lexi couldn't even remember her name) and Cyborg was playing with yet another wrapped her arm around Nightwing's neck, forcing herself into his lap.
"Aren't I right baby? She is such a little useless shit." Lexi was infuriated as Nightwing abruptly stood.
"I think the show is about to start. Let's go watch Kori perform." The other Titans quickly jumped up, chattering about how excited they were about Kori performing, leaving a drunk and very angry Lexi behind on the chair Nightwing was sitting on.
(Hi ya'll. Quick FYI: While DJ Star/Kori is performing the font will be different as it is third person omniscient. There will be breaks in between these fonts as there will be breaks in between the sets. So just so you don't get confused: Bold is me, regular is Kori Italic is another POV and this new font is 3rd person omniscient. TY for your patience. ON WITH THE SHOW! )
A hush slowly fell over the crowd as the lights darkened over the stage. The guests with the sharper eyes noted a figure seemingly falling through the sky toward the stage. As the figure got closer to the floor, a lone light shined onto it. As the figure was fully illuminated a, cheer swept through the crowd as Kori was fully seen. Her trademark beanie was gone, and her hair flowed wildly down her back. The red shirt she had on glowed, almost ethereally as the hot beams glowed down upon her. Her legs were like caramel, flowing from the tight shorts she wore. Her hi tops matched and complimented her outfit perfectly. The crowd once again fell silent as Kori fiddled with her switchboard. Without warning she turned one of the knobs all the way to the left. In complete tandem with her movements, smoke flowed off the stage and toward the very front rows of the crowd. They shivered in equal parts anticipation and as the man made vapor flowed over their exposed skin cooling it.
"I am holdin' on your rope got me ten feet off the ground.." The crowd began swaying as the beat for Apologize reverberated over the speakers. The crowd began to writhe in place as they surged closer to the stage, halted only by the security, and the metal gates. Many of the concert goers would later say that DJ Star often looked up at a guy in the crowd, but would eventually be convinced otherwise. The smoke stopped flowing as the last note faded off only to be replaced by an angry voice "You're pulling out your teeth/ And I'm the Novacaine you pump in your cheek." Most of Kori's die hard fans were confused. It was so much darker than her usual mixes, but at the same time, it felt right. She always had her guard up during shows, and now it was gone. The lights that once illuminated Star flashed everywhere but her. Occasionally you would catch a glimpse of her face. It was contorted into one of anger but also pain, as if blaming one's self for a great misdeed. The lights dimmed. As the lights again turned on, this time in a hypnotizing shade of blue, the crowd noted that Kori also did a costume change. As she nodded her head to a beat not yet flowing over the speakers the crowd heard a faint voice calling for them to fire away. Out of nowhere one onlooker shouted: "It's Titanium!" Much to the joy of all there, minus four very uncomfortable looking people on the VIP deck overlooking the stage. As the last bass drop faded into nothingness, all they heard was Kori say: "For all the heartbreakers out there." She started nodding her head. "Don't...Don't fuck with my love." The crowd went wild and started clapping along with the beat. The club was filled to capacity and was started to get hot as bodies moved alongside with each other in tandem. From the upper floors you could see one couple dancing together laughing as a tall black guy nodded his head to the beat quietly murmuring the different sounds in the song's beat. They seemingly shrugged off their earlier awkwardness with the song choice. A young girl with mixed colored hair came out of the VIP room to try to dance with the silently brooding guy with shades on, but he ignored her. He was focusing on the performance below. With a flourish and a cowbell, the song ended. As the crowd roared and screamed for Kori, she wiped the sweat of her brow. "Ok ladies and gentleman! We will be taking a five minute break in which you can tweet what songs you would like to hear! Tweet #StarIRequest and the song! I will choose five from the pack and play them!" With the deafening roar in front of her, Kori bowed with a flourish and walked to the back area of the stage. After the crowd dispersed to tweet, talk to friends or get some food she floated up to the VIP area.
I knocked on the door to the VIP room. The door opened to a bone shattering hug, and as I gasped for breath, all I could hear was "Yeah! Kori that was awesome!" I smiled after I caught my breath. Grabbing a water bottle I sat down on one of the couches in the room.
"So I take it you liked the first set? Good, although I must warn you the next set is a bit more...dance than message." BB nodded, although he seemed a little preoccupied with Raven. He looked at her and then shouted, "I'll be right back, Raven needs some water!" I smirked, shocked and impressed with how quickly those two seemed to get together. All they needed was a push. I made eye contact with Rae and winked. She rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. This was so out of character for her, that I froze for a second. Love has been good to her. Cyborg noticed our little non-verbal conversation and laughed. "Well, Kori that was some show you put on out there! Crowd was eating it up!" I smiled as I stood. Opening my drink and draining it in three large swallows, I cracked my knuckles.
"Well wait until the next set, you will love it." I walked to the door and opened it, just as BB went to do the same. As he handed the water bottle to Raven, I came to a decision based on what Alfred said to me on the phone earlier. He said something like the past will end up consuming you if you let it. With that in mind I stopped and said: "You know...I forgive you Cyborg and Beast Boy. I could never fault you for falling in line behind your leader. So... you can call me Star." I walked out and flew back stage to the wardrobe to change for the next set.
SOOOO...Don't hate me mkay? But I have to stop it here for editing purposes. This chapter is already five whole pages. FIVE, and to be honest I like the cliffy cliff of the cliff hanger as you wait to see how the Titans react to this development. Also...I have a special cameo from one of the people who requested a song in our last chapter- The Capt.! Get ready for her special brand of awesomeness, cuz it will be coming in hot. R&R
P.S. Isn't BBRae so cute! (0/0) sigh. AND I EVEN AM PUTTING IN CYBEE. #Everyoneishappy
P.P.S. Wow...took me so long to finish editing that it's Halloween. HAPPY HALLOWEEN.