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Disclaimer: Teen Titans not mine.

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Victor didn't know what to say. He looked at her as if she had three heads for a moment before he could finally choke out, "Really? The HIVE, they...they're planning to get something out of that relationship?"

"Yea...they want to get him to...I don't know, I suppose for him to get some information about the Titans from her once they get close enough. I never really knew the plan. All I knew is that he went into that thinking he'd come out with another notch on his belt, even though she's like a year or two younger than him and supposedly unattracted to the opposite sex. Then, a day or two ago, he told me he was feeling different about this, Clara was starting to grow on him. He said he reminds him of someone from his old life. I just don't know what to do! I want the best for him, but I don't want him to get himself into trouble."

Vic sighed, rubbing his face with one of his hands. "Look, just let him be a teenager," he started, looking to her with doleful eyes. "Let him be a teenager, and go out with girls, and do his little dating thing. Just tell him to make sure he's careful. We don't want this going public. Just make sure he knows what he's getting himself into before he goes all out and starts partying like a maniac."

"I know," Jenna replied in a whisper. "C'mon, let's go back inside before they think we've run off." She put her cell phone back into her pocket and pulled on his hand to bring him back inside. It was relatively loud in the restaurant, and Victor looked over to their table to see the Chef was already preparing to serve their dinner.

"C'mon," he started, pulling her so they could get back to their seats quickly. When the two sat down, all of the three other occupants at the table began to stare at them as if they both were not of this world. "Long story," Vic told them, and they resumed what they had been previously been doing.

Kori raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Vic brushed it off with a wave of his hand and turned to Jenna. "It'll be ok now?" he asked, as she took out her cell-phone and pressed it to her ear. It seemed Jake had called again.

"Hopefully," she replied in a whisper. "Look, Jake, I've worked this out...er...in my head," she told her son, not willing to admit she had confided in the man she was not supposed to love, even though her son knew she did. "You can see her, just make sure you don't draw attention to yourselves. You need to-"

But suddenly Jenna jerked the phone away from her ear and held it at an arm's length since Jake had screamed, "ADAM, YOU GET BACK HERE WITH MY GIRLFRIEND, YOU LITTLE-". He cut himself off so his mother didn't have to hear his foul language.

"I said DON'T draw attention to yourselves!" Jenna hissed to him as the chef began to fire up the Hibachi and prepare their orders.

"Well what would you do if your best friend just slung your girlfriend over his shoulder, AGAIN?" Jake asked, putting emphasis on the word 'again'. "He didn't just do that once, tonight, y'know! I'm starting to think he has a thing for her!"

Jenna chuckled. "Are you insinuating I'm a lesbian and actually have a girlfriend? I'm sure Vic would detest to that!"

"You don't really love Vic!" Jake retorted.

"I do too! You know what we talked about a few nights back," she reminded him. "Look, now remember, don't draw attention!" she hissed, so none of the other Titans could hear besides Vic if he had something to add. He just watched her, trying to think of anything to help her. "You better be home at a reasonable time tonight. I got worried sick when you went out last Saturday and didn't come back until eleven!"

"Eleven? That doesn't sound too unreasonable..." Vic trailed off, his head cocked to one side.

"Eleven the next morning," she deadpanned. "Was out partying with his little friends."

Vic let out a soft "Oh".

"Mom, I promise I'll be fine," Jake told her, his voice going soft. "I love you, Jenna."

"I love you too, Jake. Take care."

"Right back at ya. Pinky."

"Bye."

And she hung up her phone, and deposited back in her pocket just as the grill in front of her caught fire and the chef amazed them with his skill with cutlery. "He'll be fine, hopefully," Jenna told Vic. "I don't want things to go haywire."

"They shouldn't. He's old, he can take care of himself," Vic responded in a low whisper.

It was a while until they were all served their dinners and they fell into a humbled light chatter once more. Kori and Richard were enjoying themselves, Raven was chatting with Jenna and Vic, and the overall mood was bright and cheery.

But that just wouldn't do, would it?

Because suddenly there was a great BLAST! And with that, the whole restaurant shook. Kori screamed, as did many other people in the restaurant, while Jenna squealed, Richard jump, Vic looked wildly about, and Raven seemed undisturbed but visibly alert. Everyone looked aorund as all fell silent. It was calm once more.

BLAST!

The restaurant shook with even more tremendous force this time and many people fell over in their chairs. The rumbling continued even after the blast was heard, and suddenly there was a large hole in the glass behind them as the blast was at its loudest, and Kori and Richard were sent across the room into the opposite wall.

"Holy shit!" they heard someone curse in the background and mother nearby covered her daughters' ears.

"Kori! Richard! Are you ok?" Raven called frantically through the clearing rubble of wall and glass. A piece of glass had flown out and hit her leg, but she barely noticed the pain as she stumbled to get towards her fallen friends. A piece of glass had struck Cyborg's head, but it was near the reinforced steel part of his skull so it merely bounced off and onto the floor. Jenna was lucky enough to have not been hurt.

"Help! Oh help!" a woman cried. "My husband! He's been struck by glass!"

Many people rushed over to help, including a man who was dressed in a blue suit resembling a doctor's. Raven, Cyborg, and Jenna all ran through the dust and rubble to get to Kori and Richard. Raven coughed, reaching blindly to slide an arm under Kori's shoulders and help her up. Cyborg picked Richard up and set him in a chair.

The dust cleared.

It was revealed that Kori had a piece of glass stuck well into her abdomen. She barely noticed until Raven gasped and pointed downwards. "Oh," was all she said, before taking the triangular piece and ripping it out with brute force. There was blood covering it an inch in.

"Kori, you need medical attention!" Raven gasped.

"As do you!" she retorted, leaning over to gently pry the glass out of Raven's leg. She winced, but besides that did nothing. It was not nearly as deep as Kori's had been. "Where is Richard? Richard!" she called hysterically to see an upturned table separated them.

"Kori!" he called to her as he jumped up from his seat and hopped over the table to her. "Are you ok?"

"I am fine!" she replied, her arm covering the gash in her stomach, which was beginning to bleed green. "It was a mere scrape."

"Kori, your blood is green! You're not fine!" Richard argued.

"Richard, I am ok! Pure Tamaranian blood is green. There is no need to worry!" she argued back to him, resting her hand on the side of his face and brushing away stray locks of ivory hair. "You are ok, yes?"

"I'm fine. A little bump on the head, but I'm fine," he told her, taking her hand and kissing it.

Suddenly, there was another tremendous blast and the wall they were closest to exploded, sending chunks of plaster everywhere. All of the five friends were blown back, only a few feet, as they watched with horror to see nothing was there. "What is happening?" Kori asked frantically, as Jenna cried in the background that her arm was in immense pain. Vic immediately began tending to her, ignoring the pain in his ribs. "Who is doing such terrible things to us?" Kori cried.

"I don't know, Kor," he told her, looking about. "Hey...where's Raven? VIC! Raven's gone!"

He looked about the rubble and saw nothing. Vic calmed him by saying she was near him, but she had passed out from the blood loss in the gash in her leg. Vic had managed to stop it by ripping a piece of table cloth and wrapping it around her leg. "I think her leg might be broken! She needs medical attention now!"

And then the timeless phrase rung through the air. "Titans, GO!"

Suddenly, Kori's vision was clouded with blonde and she looked up to see her daughter's boyfriend in front of her. "Miss Anders, I'm here to help," he started in a rushed tone, producing water like a glove over his hand and pressing the glowing hand to her stomach. Within seconds the gash was only a mere thin scar.

"Thank you, much, Danny," Kori whispered, kissing the top of his head in thanks. "Now, go fight with your team."

He smiled and nodded, leaving the current room to fight something unknown. Richard tensed and looked as if he was about to fight himself, but Kori stopped him with a hand on his wrist. "Do not," she urged. "I am sure they can handle it by themselves." She rested her other hand on her head. "Oh Richard, I am woozy," she whispered to him, her eyelids drooping slightly.

"Kori? Oh Kori, please don't pass out." He kneeled in front of her, tapping her cheek as her head lolled onto her shoulder. "Kori, come on, it's ok. The pain is fine, please just don't pass out on me." Richard was confused; if her stomach was healed, she shouldn't be feeling the pain and there was no reason for her to pass out. He looked over her body to see if she was cut anywhere else, and saw a thin trail of blood on her head. She had hit her head on the wall, and it was now taking affect.

"Richard..." was the last thing she spoke before consciousness left her and she passed out fully.

"Vic! Vic!" Richard called. "Vic, help me! Kori's passed out!"

But then, a large black figure appeared in the hole that had recently been blasted in the wall. "Kori Anders!" it pronounced loudly and clearly, and it's gaze darted directly to her. The black figure was entirely clad in back, with no eye-holes, no mouth -holes, or anything. It was merely a black cloth that consumed its entire body.

Richard leaned over and wrapped her in his arms, protecting her. "What do you want with her?" he barked.

"I don't want anything with her!" the figure called back, and with a speed not expected the figure darted forward, took her from his arms, and began running off with her over their shoulder. Kori dangled uselessly from his back, her weightlessness and unconsciousness two advantages to him at the moment.

Richard was up and after her in a millisecond. He ran after the figure, being just a tad faster, and tried to grab her, but he took a sharp turn out of the hole that had been blasted in the glass and began down an empty alleyway. "Titans, BACK-UP!" he yelled to the five fighting teenagers and Kimi and Sara began to follow. They had been fighting a mass of the same black figures that captured Kori.

"Mom!" Kimi screamed.

Kimi fired starbolt after starbolt, but they affected him naught. Her countenance soon turned angry and she produced two large starbolts. She shot them at the figure, but his back just absorbed it as if nothing had happened. Sara was beside her, thinking of every spell, but he either absorbed them or dodged them.

Suddenly, a police officer that had been dining in the restaurant skid out of one of the many holes in the wall, a gun cocked in his hand, right before the black figure.

"STOP!" he commanded. The figure stopped and turned for a split-second, and that gave the officer time to aim so he wouldn't hurt Kori. He pulled the trigger, so the bullet cut the skin just below his left pectoral, but nothing happened. The figure just stood there, as if he was not hurt, and then began running once more. No one cared to notice that his black shirt was beginning to lightly stain green.

"Stop that man!" Richard yelled as he recovered from the shock, running onto a crowded city street. Many people tried to help somehow, but all failed.

Kimi had flown ahead, claiming she had devised a plan with Sara. As Richard was left trying to run to catch up with him. He had figured it would be much easier since the man had a full-grown woman slung across his shoulder. Suddenly, the kidnapper stopped short.

"Clara, now!" Kimi yelled as they both stood on the sidewalk, their energy working. Kimi pulled up half of a shield with swirling blue energy and Sara pulled up the other half with swirling white-yellow energy. The man but stuck out his hand, absorbed the energy in his palm so he seemed recharged, and began running faster than he was before. Richard stopped when he reached his daughter and the young Titan.

"He's not human, dad," Kimi breathed. "C'mon."

Kimi grabbed his wrist and flew up so his feet were off the ground and began flying faster than he could've ran. Sara was right beside them, a stony expression set into her features. "Sara, where's Clara?" Kimi asked abruptly as they began to catch up to him. He took a sharp turn into a long dark alleyway; a dead-end.

"I tried calling her communicator and cell-phone, but both are dead. She was going out with some friends tonight, I guess," Sara replied. "I hope nothing's wrong. You know how I tend to worry."

Kimi did not respond, but took the sharp turn after this man. She threw her father to the ground where he resumed sprinting (since he was given a nice break by having Kimi carry him) after the man. Kimi and Sara were on either side of him, a little bit ahead of him, as the man did the impossible; he bent his knees to the maximum and launched himself over a ten or fifteen foot wall in front of them.

Richard roared with anger and grabbed a steel pole that was in a trash can nearby. He stuck it in a crack in the street and used it like a pole-vaulter to launch himself over the wall and land on the pavement on the other side. He could've swore he shook the ground when he landed.

Richard looked up, with a vengeful smirk on his face, but it soon dropped as he discovered something shocking.

The kidnapper was gone.

Kimi and Sara appeared next to him, having flown over the wall, and looked out upon the nothingness that greeted their eyes. Richard shook his head to himself, feeling hot tears of anger beginning to spill down his cheeks. He turned to the nearest brick wall, let out a cry of fury, and punched it with the side of his fist. Kimi shook her head to herself, before pulling her dad away, taking his uninjured hand, and leading him back to the restaurant.

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It took them around fifteen minutes to fly back to the restaurant; they had really gone out of their way to track this criminal, but he ended up getting away anyways. They landed back down to see the walls had completely crumbled and everything was lying in debris. A crowd of people were standing out front, all being attended by paramedics. It seems that no one had been inside when the building had collapsed, and the black figures the other Titans had been fighting had fled.

"Is there any way you can track her?" Richard asked, before hissing as one of the paramedics cleaned up his bleeding and blistering hand.

"I can," Sara cut in, as she, Kimi, and Danny stood next to him. Kimi was currently resting her head in Danny's collarbone, trying to hide the fact that she was silently crying. She couldn't handle the current situation. This might just be the worst thing that ever happened to her.

"Then do it!" Richard encouraged her.

"No, let me finish. I can, but I need Clara here," Sara explained. "There are certain things we can only do between us, and two of those things are telepathic communication and specific location. I can communicate with her, but only if she is conscious and if I have Clara to help. I can only locate her within six hours of her disappearance, and again only if I have Clara. After that I can only produce an attraction, but that's only so much help. I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Richard whispered.

Sara bit her lip and slipped her communicator from a hidden pocket in her shirt. "Clara?" she asked into it. "Clara? Can you hear me?" All she got in return was static. Sara sighed and deposited it back into the hidden pocket. "It's no use."

Vic traveled over to where Richard was sitting and sat on the back of the ambulance next to him, making it dip considerably. "How you holding up, man?" he asked, clapping his back. Richard gritted his teeth.

"You try losing Jenna and see how you feel," he mumbled in snappish tone.

"Sorry, man," Vic started softly, trying to calm him. "I know it hurts but that's no reason to-"

"Yea, I know," he replied. "I'm sorry. It just really does hurt, you know? Losing your fiancee a week before your wedding. I'm pretty sure it'd suck for you if it happened to you."

"Yea, Rich, it would," Vic responded, grasping his friend's shoulder before standing up. "Look, I'm gonna go check on Jenna. They're fixing up her wrist right now. They took Raven to the hospital because of her leg, so after Jenna and I are done here, we're going to go visit her. You might want to think about doing the same." Vic clapped his back one more time and nodded towards Sara and Danny (Kimi could not see him, for her hair was curtaining her face on Danny's shoulder).

"I'll be seeing you," Richard responded, with no tone to his voice.

The paramedic finished up with Richard and gave him final instructions for his injury, before setting off to help other injured patrons. Kimi turned away from Danny's shoulder, her red, puffy eyes meeting her father's. You need to stay strong...for Kimi. Kimi rushed forward into her father's arms, resting her head in the crook of his neck, silently weeping. He kissed her temple and held her close, the one last living thing to give him a connection to his missing wife.

Or so he thought.

Kimi pulled away and looked at her father. "Do you think we'll find her?" she asked him, her eyes filled with worry and doubt. She began to chew her lip after a few moments of silence.

Richard half-smiled. He pulled her neck forward to kiss her forehead and then looked up at her though his blue eyes. "Of course we will. Two generations of Titans teamed up can't be stopped by nobody."

Kimi smiled back at him and hugged him tight, employing her alien strength. "No one can stop us now," she cried. "We'll find her, daddy. We will."

A little way away, Kyle checked his communicator to see it was nearly nine. He regrouped near three of his other teammates, pulling Taku with him. "Look, Titans, there's not much more we can do here. Let's get home, get some rest, and we'll see if there's anything we can do in the morning. There's nothing to do now unless Clara shows up." Sara nodded in agreement. "Let's go."

Kimi and her father shared one last hug, before she kissed his cheek. "Tell Raven I say best wishes for a speedy recovery," Kimi told him, her eyes looking down to the ground as her toe tried to dig into the pavement. "I love you, daddy."

"I love you, too, Kimi," he whispered back, watching as she flew away, landing next to Danny, who was walking away.

He sighed, resting his head in his hands, before soon getting up, starting his car, and beginning towards the hospital. He didn't bother to turn on the music, not in the mood to fool with the channels or one of his CD's. He drove slow and steady, thinking, as he took a sharp turn onto a main street.

"Kori," he breathed, before sighing in defeat. How could he have not caught her? How could he have not caught up to this inhuman man. "Kor. God! How could I have let him get away with you? Great husband I am."

It was a few minutes before he was pulling into the visitor's lot at the Hospital. He pulled in next to Vic's car, which was only a few spots away form an elevator up to the entrance. Richard locked up his car, before he took the elevator up to the main entrance. He had seen a sign with visiting hours posted as 9 to 5, but he was sure they would make an exception.

He walked in through sliding doors towards the waiting room. He found it in no time (having been there many times before), and saw Vic and Jenna sitting there, waiting. Jenna had her legs crossed and her foot was bouncing up and down. Vic was whispering to her, trying to calm her, and in the silence you could just make out what he was saying from afar.

"Hey there," Richard greeted as he came up to them and sat across from Vic. "How's she doing?" he asked.

"We don't know. The doctor said he'd come out and tell us when she's ready to see someone, but-"

As if on cue, the doctor entered through swinging doors, a balding middle-aged man with remnants of brown and gray hair. He smiled politely. "She'll be just fine. A few cuts and scrapes, and a broken leg, but she's told us she can heal that to make it less severe. Good thing she's a natural healer or it could've been much worse."

Richard and Victor both sighed in relief, and Jenna looked less visibly shaken. "Can we see her?" Richard asked excitedly.

"You may," the doctor replied, turning on his heel and motioning for the three ex-heroes to follow him. It was very quiet as they were led down the hallway, not much noise could be heard, except for the shuffling of patients beneath their sheets. The doctor soon arrived in front of a door, and pushed it open to reveal Raven playing with the remote control to her television. She looked up, placing the control on her bedside table, and smiled slightly.

"Hey there."

Richard smiled back, walking forward to envelope her in a hug. "How you doing?" he asked as he pulled away and let Vic hug her. Richard jabbed a finger towards her leg. "Does it hurt?"

"It stings. I healed it so it's not that bad, but I'm tired so I wasn't able to heal it all the way. After I get home and rest I should be fine," she explained. "Jenna, how's your wrist?"

"Fine," she replied with a polite smile. She waved said wrist in the air. "A little banged up, but nothing I can't handle. I've seen worse on my own body."

"That's good to hear. What happened to your fist?" Raven asked inquisitively.

"She doesn't know," Vic stated in surprise.

"I don't know what?" she asked.

"How does she not know?" Jenna cut in.

"What don't I know?" she asked, annoyed.

"She passed out before it happened," Richard explained to her.

"TELL ME AND I'LL KNOW!" she exploded, crossing her arms over her chest. "Dear Azar! Do I always have to yell to get what I want?"

Richard opened his mouth to respond, btu before he could say anything the TV began blaring, "THIS IS BREAKING NEWS!". All four heads in the room turned to the television and began to watch in wonder as the news reporter stood in front of the rubble that was once Masuka's Japenese Restaurant. "I am downtown, standing in front of the remains of Masuka's, a Japanese restaurant loved by all. It was just tonight that this building was destroyed by a pack of men and woman dressed in all black, who have not yet been identified. The Teen Titans and the Police are working on this top-priority case, but another case that is of utmost importance is the kidnapping of Kori Anders." Raven gasped. "She was kidnapped from the restaurant in the mass confusion. Her fiancee put up quite a fight in trying to get her back, but after fifteen minutes the kidnapper was nowhere to be seen. The police are saying nothing-"

Raven turned off the television. "Kori was kidnapped?" Raven exclaimed, looking to Richard. He nodded sadly. "Oh, Richard..."

He inconspicuously wiped away tears from his eyes. "It hurts. I've been beating myself up because Robin couldn't catch up to some two-bit criminal trying to get his hands on some of our money. I mean, why else would someone do this?"

Raven gasped and began shaking, her hands darting to the bed rails. Her knuckles turned white as her eyes rolled back into her head, and Richard and Victor darted to either side of her. "Raven! Raven!" they called, but she did not answer. Her shaking continued to get worse, as she fell back onto the bed and the lights in the room flickered on and off. Raven momentarily stopped shaking and her body began twitching, convulsing, and bucking uncontrollably. She let out squeaks of terror and just as the lights returned to normal, all fell silent and she rested peacefully in her bed, her eyes closed and her body unmoving.

"Raven? Raven?" they called, but she did not answer.

It was a dark and dank room made of stone. Just walking along the floor dug into my bare feet and made me whimper. "Where am I?" I cried, but it was not my voice. It was the voice of my best friend, Kori. I was in her body. "Let me out!"

I turned and saw that only three walls were made of stone. One wall was barred, with a small barred door, as if it were a jail cell. I turned again and saw a small cot with a meal placed upon it. It had not yet been touched, but looked as if it had been there a while. "I refuse to eat until I am aware of my surroundings!" I cried, pounding my fist against the stone wall and making it tremble slightly. Besides that, it did nothing.

A masked face appeared, and it looked as if it were a younger version of Richard, in his Robin uniform. "Richard?" her voice stuttered through my lips. But I, Raven, knew better. I knew better than to trust this vision.

And I was correct.

It morphed into the ugliest, most hideous thing I had ever seen. To describe would be impossible, for there were no words to fit this description. I fell to my knees and they scraped on the stone floor, and I began bawling in to my petite orange hands. "R-Richard," I moaned, never sounding more lost and alone in her life.

Before long, I stood up, took the meal off of the cot, set it on the floor, and laid down to try and get a restful night's sleep. I tried to rebel; I tried not to follow these actions, but they were binding me, as if I had to. They must've been what Kori was doing at that exact moment.

In my last moments of this hazy vision, I looked up, my eyes laced with tears making my vision even blurrier, and watched the purple moon shine in the night sky.

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