Hey ppl! I finally updated (yay~). Our school had two snow days in a row, so that really gave me the chance to catch up on alot of stuff (like watching IronMan, taking pictures of frozen plants, and spending about 8 hours on the computer) ^_^

Well! Enjoy the chapter!

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Hannah was deep asleep by the time the Titans reached her. Beast Boy recognized her, so Cyborg hefted Hannah onto his huge metal shoulder and carried her back to the tower. They had almost reached the entrance when something fell out of Hannah's blue hoodie pocket and landed on the ground with a light thud. Robin (having extreme ninja hearing skills) quickly spun around, and his face turned to a scowl as he realized what was resting innocently on the dirt path…

"Slade," Robin sneered. He bent over to pick up the tiny orange and black orb, and glanced toward the group. "This might be a trap." Robin said as he straightened up. He held up the orb so the others could see it.

"What is Hannah doing with that?" Beast Boy asked, confused.

"She might'a just had a run in with the guy. Maybe he planted it on her." Cyborg reasoned.

"Or," Raven stated, "She's working for him. Maybe when she ran into me at the carnival, she was actually attacking me…"

"No!" Starfire interrupted, "I have heard Beast Boy describe this... Hannah… and to me she does not seem to be evil. Perhaps she is innocent?" Starfire looked at Robin with big eyes.

Robin paused, evaluating the situation. "Alright," Robin said finally, "We'll question her later, but for now, she needs rest." Robin glanced at the girl hanging limply over Cyborg's shoulder, wondering what her story was.

It was dark. So dark. And peaceful. For the first time in her life that Hannah could remember, there was no voice in her head. Just a serene feeling of peace. A quiet dream…. But then,that world came crashing down.

…Hello?

The sound of the voice shook Hannah back into reality, and consciousness.

…

Hannah woke up and slowly opened her eyes. She had barely cracked her eyes open, but a flood of white light came rushing at her from an overhead lamp. Hannah squeezed her eyes shut, and grumbled incoherently. She tried to sit up, but found that her muscles were too sore to move. "Oh. Lovely." she muttered under her breath.

Ugh… What happened? I feel like I'm gonna be sick…

Hannah almost freaked out, but then quickly remembered that she had a voice in her head. An extremely annoying voice…

'I don't know what happened, but for a while, you.. sort of… just… weren't there. (She sent a thought out to the voice)'

Whaddya mean? (It replied)

'I mean… I couldn't hear you. There was just static!'

What? Like, static from a phone with bad reception?

'Yeah! It was really weird… But definitely quieter…'

Hey! I heard that!!

'*cough cough* huh?'

Grr….. well, anyways.. where are we?

'I don't know!!! I just passed out and then… Well, I fainted outside. But now, I think we're inside someplace… I dunno….'

Hmm… (the voice pondered. Hannah had a mental image of a dark silhouette pacing in a circle) ….Maybe that evil guy kidnapped you again!

'He already kidnapped and released me today: why would he kidnap me again?'

Uhh….…. Maybe.. he forgot to… tell you…… the rest of his monologue!! Yeah!! (the voice finished triumphantly)

'….Uh-huh… yea, I'm sure that's it.'

What?! It's possible!! Bad guys are always monologue-ing!

'Not always! He could have other hobbies, maybe?'

What? Like golfing!?!

'Nooooo. Like……like…....uh….'

Ah-ha! SEE!!

'Okay, can we just drop this and figure out who really kidnapped me? I seriously don't think it was 'black-and-orange-mask-guy'.'

Okay then: who?!

'I dunno!!'

Well… Go find out!!!

Suddenly, Hannah heard the sound of a metal door scraping open loudly and quickly slamming shut. She braced herself, waiting to be either awakened or attacked. But, nothing happened. It must have been someone leaving…

Hmm… That was weird.

Hannah was about to make a smart reply to the voice, but then she heard something else…

It was the flick of a switch, shortly followed by the high-pitched hum of a TV and the soft buzzing of a speaker. Hannah opened her eyes more cautiously this time, and slowly sat up. She was sitting on what appeared to be a grey bed/couch: one of those weird things they have in the school nurse's office (not very comfy). The lumpy bed/couch made a slight squeak as she shifted her weight and swung her legs over the side of it. She squinted her eyes until they were barely open, and tried to look past the bright light over her. What she saw scared the living daylights out of her: A plasma screen TV as wide as her arm span, showing the threatening face of…..ROBIN (dun-dun-dunnn!)

Aw crud.

Uhh, sorry about the sudden cut-off. I kinda got carried away and wrote 7 pages for this chapter (which kinda went over the limit).

~Go to the next chapter for part 2!