Hello! ^-^

I finally was able to get back to this fanfic (srry! i just got so busy!!) T-T

But yea, this fanfic is NOT dead yet!

Read on! XD


"I'm looking for Terra so that I can tell her… I forgive her."

"What?" Slade asked, shocked by her calm response. He paused for a moment, unsure of which words to say next. "Hmm." Slade thought to himself, "When I convinced Terra to join my side, I tricked her into thinking I was the only one who could help her, the only one who understood her. However, Sarah seems so sure that she can find Terra without me-- that the Teen Titans are on her side. Since she's counting on the Titans to help her find her sister, I need only convince her that she has a different goal: one that only I can help her accomplish." Slade chuckled softly and spoke in his soft, caring tone. "After all that has happened to you? Surely you are not so naïve to accept something so meaningless as an apology? After all your pain and suffering?"

"I just want my sister back." Hannah's voice was calm and unwavering.

Slade chuckled. "You think everything will be the same after you forgive her? Terra doesn't care about you."

"You're WRONG!" Hannah said fiercely, her clenched fists shook slightly.

"Am I?" Slade asked innocently. "….Tell me, Sarah, did she ever ask you for forgiveness? Did she even tell you that she was sorry?" Hannah started to tremble a little.

"Oh, poor girl." Slade crooned comfortingly. Hannah looked up at him, her eyes were angry and brimmed with tears.

"She's not sorry about what happened," Slade continued, "she doesn't care about your dead mother, your ruined life. In fact, she's quite happy without you…"

"That's enough Slade!" Robin interrupted. He pulled a bird-a-rang out of his utility belt and held it up threateningly. Slade looked over at Robin, chuckled, and then looked back down at Hannah, who had silent streams of tears flowing down her face.

"You're not looking for apologies, are you?" Slade lifted her chin up, looked her in the eyes. "I can help you find exactly what you're looking for." Slade slowly backed away into the shadows. "We'll meet again.", he said matter-of-factly. The orange side of his mask melted into darkness, and his final chilling words echoed off the cold cavern walls: "You know how to find me…."

Hannah stood rooted in that same spot. Her arms were stiff at her sides, and her whole body shivered. The Teen Titans remained where they were standing, Robin put away his bird-a-rang. Slowly, Beast Boy walked over to Hannah's side and put his hand on her shoulder. "Hannah… I—"

"No! Get away!" Hannah jumped back, "Just go away!" She sniffled as she wiped the hot tears off of her face.

"You understand," Starfire said comfortingly, "What Slade said is not true."

"He's just trying to use you, Hannah." Beast Boy said calmly.

"Oh yea?!" Hannah cried angrily, "He just said the same thing about you!!"

Beast Boy's ears drooped. "But Hannah—"

"How do I know that you're not just using me to get Terra back?"

"But I— "

"How do I know you're not the liar?!"

"Because Slade also lied to your sister." Raven interrupted, "He promised to help her, but he only wanted to use her powers."

Cyborg nodded, "Slade's the real bad guy here, not us."

"Actually," Hannah said with an air of uncertainty, "I'm not so sure of that anymore."

"Hannah," Robin said seriously, "We just want to help you. Slade—"

"I just need some time to figure things out." She interrupted.

There was a quick flash of red light, and Hannah was gone. Beast Boy stared at the bare spot where Hannah had been standing, then slowly stood up. Everyone turned to Robin, all of them looked shocked and confused (except Raven, whose expression is usually callous).

"What now?" Cyborg asked.

"…Well…" Robin said, "I guess we wait."

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It was a small restaurant. It actually reminded Hannah of the place where she had stolen Beast Boys pancakes. She looked around at all the people who seemed so busy, so caught up in their daily routine. She glanced uncaringly at a waitress who struggled to carry a full tray of water glasses. A man in a suit eating apple pie and reading a National Geo magazine. Two kids laughing at some joke they must have thought was funny. Hannah looked into her cup of coffee, poured in some creamer, and stirred it slowly with a little plastic straw. Watching the hypnotizing swirl going round and round.. round and round….

- - Hmph, careful, you'll give yourself motion sickness. - -

"I already feel sick." Hannah murmured softly.

- - Oh, c'mon! Snap out of it! You don't really believe ol' "Darth Vader", do ya? - -

"Well… I…. I don't know…. Nothing makes sense right now." Hannah stopped stirring the coffee to take a swig of it.

- - Hmm.. does this mean we stop looking for Terra? - -

The coffee cup slammed onto the table with a thud. Hannah clutched her eyes closed tight. "No. I can't give up. I've—We've come so far… Maybe Slade is wrong: maybe she does miss me?

- - But what if she doesn't? - -

Hannah shook her head slightly. "We won't know until we find her."

- - …Alright. Now that that's decided, how exactly do we find her? - -

Hannah stared into her coffee, and then took another gulp. "I could use my powers."

- - WHAT?!?! - -

Hannah winced.

- - You can barely control your powers, so how the heck are you—

"I could at least try!"

- - YEah right! You'd blow us up!

"That's not true!"

- - Oh yea? Remember that one time you set a hobo on fire?

"That was only once…."

- - You almost blew your cover! You were lucky they thought it was spontaneous combustion….

Hannah sighed in exasperation, rubbing her forehead. "Look, all I'm saying is that it's worth a shot!"

- - Well, it's NOT worth our lives—

A large *AHEM* interrupted the thought. Hannah's eyes shot up and collided with the angry eyes of the waitress.

"I'm gonna need that, hun." she said, pointing at the check she had placed on the table earlier.

"Oh!" Hannah picked it up and held it out to her, "Here you go!!!

The waitress raised an eyebrow.

"What I meant was that you'd better pay for your coffee." she said acidly.

"Oh…Alright, um, just let me…." Hannah's voice trailed off as she dug through her pockets. "Aww geez, I don't even have pocket lint!" Hannah grumbled.

- - Don't look at me; I'm just a powerful entity trapped in your mind! I don't have a wallet....

Hannah paused, then smiled innocently at the waitress.

"Any chance I can pay for it later?"

The waitress glared at her, "You pay now or I call the cops." Hannah's jaw dropped.

"Well—" Suddenly, there was a large thump. Hannah looked down at the table, startled to see a black-gloved hand on top of a couple of dollar bills. The waitress' eyes grew wide in fear; she grabbed the bills and retreated to the kitchen. Hannah looked up at her savior: a man in a black motorcycle outfit. Oddly, though, he was wearing his helmet with the visor down.

"Thanks…Uh…." She tried to act calm, but she couldn't help being somewhat intimidated by the dark, brooding, faceless character standing over her. Without saying a word, he plunked down into the seat across from her. He undid the clasps on his helmet and placed it on the table. He leaned back against the cheap plywood, making it creak a little. His arms rested on the back of the booth seat. Hannah sat there, frozen, holding on to her coffee cup for dear life.

"The name's X. Red X."

Yay! Red X!! (lol, he's my favorite TT villian) :3

Thanks for all the comments so far! They've really helped me out! (and since most of u were mainly commenting b cuz u wanted to save Raven from the evil grasp of my writing powers, I now set her free and promise not to kill her) *lets Raven out of cage* (run free Raven! run free!) XD

m'kay, be sure to review! thnx! ^-^

~Jade