So, to make up for deleting the Jinx/Kid Flash story, I'm going to update a lot quicker then I am with my other story in progress. Okay? Good.

Anyways, enjoy chapter 2! And I kept true to the characters!

*EDIT* I've changed the chapter. Read it again.

Chapter 2
"Best Friends"

"Raven?"

I looked up at the hesitant voice, closing my book in hand. It already had a bookmark in it. Not to mention I'd memorized almost every page of the damn thing.

"Yes Starfire?" I questioned back.

So this is Starfire. Starfire is my very best female friend. She's an alien. So your definition of alien is creatures with huge black eyes and balloon shaped heads with four finger and metal covered skin, I assume. Well then you'd be surprised to know Starfire looks amazingly human. The only features of appearance where you could tell she was an alien are her eyes and her eyebrows. Her eyes have no white in them, as normal humans. No, hers are a light green and then a dark green for the actual pigment itself. And her eyebrows aren't long and thin like regular humans. They're just little stubs. But otherwise, she has long red hair, a bit on the tall side, with tan skin. She is also very beautiful, although she doesn't brag about it as most girls would. I don't even think she's noticed yet.

"Forgive me friend, I did not wish to interrupt your private time," She said, sincerely and cautiously, as if I was actually offended.

Now this is Starfire's other feature you cannot see. She cannot say words like 'didn't' or 'couldn't', she has to say 'did not' and 'could not', so there's your grammar lesson for you. The reason, you might ask, that Starfire is here is because of my friends you shall meet later. Starfire fell from the sky, actually. Like a shooting star. Which is ironic because of her name, but that's not the point. She went crazy, but we managed to calm her down and later found out she was a prisoner. Well, mainly a friend of mine, Robin, calmed her down but again, that's not the point. My mother took her in at once.

"Don't worry Star, you didn't," I assured her, standing. "What is it?"

"Miss Arella has requested your presence," Starfire replied. Just to let you know, mother's name is Arella.

"Thank you Starfire, do you have any idea what for?" The alien shook her head.

Yet another thing to mention about my companion is she is a princess of her planet. That's partially the reason she was kidnapped and held prisoner. Because she was royalty. But she didn't have to go back, which overjoyed her, because a sister of hers, Blackfire (for some reason she scowls a little when she says the name) is running the planet well enough without Starfire and with their parent's help. Not to mention unless something bad happens to Blackfire, since she is older then Starfire, she never has to even think of her planet. Although she brings enough of its culture here.

"I do not, friend," Starfire replied regretfully. "But my presence has also been called for as well. I believe that our other friends have been summoned to-."

"So it's something important," I finished for her. Starfire nodded. I sighed; I hated important. It always meant I got information second-hand. "Alright, we might as well go now."

I should tell we what kind of place I live in. I live in a place called 'Jump City' which is a town of humans that live in a place surrounded by forest. We hardly get any trouble here anymore, save for the occasional stray animal that wreaks havoc upon the inhabitants chickens or such. We're very old-fashioned here. Starfire, myself, and my friends had won a battle long ago between ourselves and a man named Slade who we destroyed. Ever since then our city is 'off limits' for bad guys, I guess you could say. The town hated us at first, though they'd never admit it. It was because we were different. Simple as that. They didn't even know us. They were afraid of us. They called us the Teen Titans once we destroyed Slade though, since he had been scaring them for what seemed like eternity. It was surprisingly difficult, and it took a while, but we eventually succeeded in the end. His body rots somewhere in the ocean, or maybe he's fish food now.

The original Teen Titans, myself, Starfire, Robin, and Speedy, live in the castle my mother was awarded with when she got into town for being successful in some sort of mission. She became the 'queen' of the town, and I was only seven at the time, so I did not understand why. I still don't actually. But nonetheless, it was very lonely in the tower. And two years later we heard of an accident that Slade had created and that was how we found Speedy. Speedy was badly injured and took weeks of surgery and the occasional healing from myself to just keep him alive, let alone wake up. But after a few tiring months, he woke up, feeling oddly good (probably from my healing him) and told us about his archery skills. He often complained about his stitches and cast and things though. And he was a few years older then me. Speedy was the first human to join the team.

"It's better then looking like a crime scene," I'd said once, shuddering at the memory. He'd changed the subject, once again thanking me. He claimed once he owed me his life. I'd said in turn if he ever payed up, I'd bring him back and then kill him myself for being stupid. Speedy liked my maturity at nine. He thought I was funny. Another two years passed, and I was eleven. A circus had come to town, Speedy had announced, and we'd both begged my mother to take us. She did, and I'm forever glad we did.

The people and ourselves found it amazing. Speedy wore black pants and a red shirt with his bow slung across his back. I simply wore my cape and leotard. Over the years, it had changed color from white to black, but the cape remained white. I liked the black because when I was hiding from Speedy or anyone (for whatever reason) I could simply toss aside my cape and disappear into the shadows, one of my specialties. My mother wore black pants like Speedy's, but had a blue overcoat that made her seem very superior. We were seated in a separate box with good seat, and I'd assumed it was because she was the town's official. But that was not the only reason. It was because we were different and we would otherwise scare other audience members. I didn't care. I was too enthralled by the boy on the trapeze wearing a mask and some colorful uniform that all circus people were wearing. Not the same one of course, but all wore outrageous clothing no one would dare wear on just an average day.

I could tell he was scared. The man in the top-hat shouted to everyone he was new to the art. I could sense the fear coming from him and my eyes narrowed. I knew something bad was going to happen. I just didn't know what. The mother of this black haired boy and his father were both in the act.

He dropped them. I tried to save them, and everyone screamed. But my efforts were too late as I had hardly gotten the second magic word out of my mouth before they hit the ground, already dead. Everyone began to panic, and my mother, Speedy, and I ran out onto the scene. Everyone was ushered outside as my mother began writing about the accidental death to put in the files immediately. I watched a moment before looking up at the roof. The boy was still just standing there, horrified.

I didn't think, I just moved. Speedy shouted at me, but I ignored him, approaching the boy. He didn't notice me. I could tell he was blank. Just blank. Nothing was running through him anywhere. I felt sorry for him.

"Hey!" I shouted in his ear, and he slowly turned to me. What would happen to him now was the only thing on his mind? And the fact that he'd killed his parents. "You okay?"

He broke down sobbing and I placed a hand on his shoulder, sympathetically. We were not on the ground, we were on the ledge that I climbed, in case you didn't notice. I continued to pat his back.

"I KILLED THEM!" He shouted, hysterically. "THIS IS ALL MY-!"

I slapped him. He stopped, stunned. "There ya go," I said satisfied. He wasn't hysteric anymore. "I'm not going to bother telling you it's okay, because it's not. And you're right, you did kill them. But what can you do about it now? Sobbing won't help, and neither will yelling at me for that matter." I now know maybe that wasn't the best thing to say to him. But it apparently worked, because he cried quietly now.

"Come on," I said, putting his arm around me before I transported us to the floor. Speedy seemed sympathetic and irritated, but the irritation was for me.

"What's your name, kid?" Speedy asked him.

The boy sniffled. "Robin," he said, "I'm Robin."

That's how Robin joined the club of freaks. Mother took him in at first because there was no orphanage. But then we discovered his natural fighting ability and skills, and so she asked to adopt him as she had Speedy. The adoption agency handed the parent-killer over all to easily. And you already now Starfire's story, so I won't tell you that again.

But as we entered the room, I saw the four of us there now. Unfortunately, at fifteen, I am the youngest. Starfire is nearly sixteen, Robin is sixteen and Speedy is eighteen already. We were an interesting band of people. But we weren't the only Teen Titans. We had others, just in different parts of the world. The Teen Titans were a program, almost, for kids with powers and things. Robin and Speedy had the proud position of being the only humans in our ranks. And Robin had the one to have won the beautiful princess of the other planet's heart. Although he didn't know that yet. And Starfire had his, and she didn't know it either. I'd read before about what it was like to see people do that. I just didn't know it was actually that annoying.

"There you are," My mother scolded lightly, greeting my with a hug. She had to lean over a bit, for I wasn't exactly as tall as Starfire was, and my mother was just about as tall as Speedy was. A few inches shorter, which he poked fun at her for, but that didn't matter.

"Hello mother," I replied, hugging her back lightly. I didn't hug people often. That was Starfire's thing, not mine.

My mother let go and then squeezed Starfire before turning her attention back to the screen. Starfire and I took our seats next to the boys, myself next to Starfire, her next to Robin and Speedy on Robin's left. From the confused and patient expressions they wore I could tell they didn't now why they were here either. So I couldn't ask them. And the emotions Arella was giving off were calm and normal as ever. It was very annoying.

"You have all been gathered here on red alert," A voice said, that was not Arella's. We jumped at the sound, turning.

Starfire's eyes were brimming with excitement. "Friend! You have returned! Oh, we have-!"

"I know, you missed me," The owner of it said, stepping out of the shadows. They waved a hand to the side, "And I brought company, Arella." They said, eying her respectfully. "I had a feeling you'd need backup."

Arella bowed, "Your help is appreciated. Than you, Jinx."

Jinx was a member of the Teen Titans in a different sector. We didn't get visitors often, unless it was important. I became worried. What was so big we couldn't handle it on our own? I don't really know where she came from, but she takes an odd interest in another friend of ours, Kid Flash. It fascinates us.

"No problem," She replied, stepping farther from the darkness. Their was something about Jinx that made me know she wasn't always a good guy. Something hidden within her very core she'd probably never tell me or anyone she didn't completely trust with her life and secrets. "They should be arriving in an hour or so, I just thought you should know."

"How did you get in here?" I suddenly thought, remembering this was a secure area. And no one had heard her use the door. She grinned at me knowingly. Part of the reason I suspected her was because she made it so damn obvious.

"That's not important," Arella said, seeing my eyes narrow in suspicion but not distrust. "What's important is what I have to say to you about the town."

We were all silent as we looked at her in horror, what was wrong with the town? Hadn't it been called off limits for villains? Jinx was hard from the inside out, but could soften up when she was safe. I probably knew more about her then she wanted me to, like how she reacted and acted around people when she was in certain moods. But I didn't know why, which was what she taunted me with. Everyone knew I liked having all the information rather then just half of it. I was an all or nothing person in that category. And from the corner of my eye I saw Jinx smirk at our expressions. She thought us fragile. I knew that. But we weren't. Just unprepared at the moment.

"What's wrong?" Robin demanded, still stunned.

Arella took a deep breath. "Our town is safe for the moment . . . but something has been heading this way across the country." Her eyes flicked from the floor up to Jinx. "I believe Jinx can elaborate on this better then I can."

The pink-haired sorceress sauntered over to stand by Arella, facing us. She had her hands behind her back, pretending like she was important. I knew she loved it. I could sense the sadistic joy coming off her from across the room. Hell, I bet I could've felt it from across the whole freaking castle.

"For the past six years or so," she began, not wasting any time, I guessed. "We've been getting strange attacks on villages scattered across all seven continents. At first, we thought all the attacks were separate and had nothing to do with each other. But as we looked into it, they were all eerily familiar. Whatever it is goes in and attacks anything that tries to touch it first. Mainly village men." Suddenly, her eyes went directly to Starfire and I before back to Robin and Speedy. "So as we began studying it. we found what this thing seems to be after." She had papers in her hand suddenly. That was the thing about Jinx. She moved quickly or so slowly you never saw anything. I wasn't sure if she did this out of habit from her past life or to annoy and baffle us, but she did it nonetheless. She showed us the pictures and we all winced. "It's after girls. They're always around the same age each year but the age has slowly been growing older. Like it's preferences keep changing."

"So, six years ago, it wanted girls who were . . .?" Robin left the sentence open.

"Nine," Jinx replied. We all flinched. What kind of sicko went after nine-year-old little girls? But Jinx continued. "And for that year, they were all nine. Exactly nine, no age different. Like it knew. And the next ten. And after that eleven. On to twelve-."

Speedy finished for her, already doing the math in his head as I had. "And now . . . fifteen?"

So that's why she'd looked at Starfire and I. Because we were both fifteen. It hit me like a brick then.

It could come after us, and any other girl of fifteen within the area.

"It also seems to have a preference," Jinx continued, referring to the pictures of what seemed like sleeping females of various ages of nine through fifteen. "And a style. All girl's wake up saying the same thing. It circles them, staying in the shadows and making sniffling sounds, like it's smelling them before it lunges around them -always too quick for them to see- and then they are with us or family. It never tries anything. And it only just knocks them out, it doesn't even hurt that much. And again, as you can see, it has a preference. Girls with white skin and dark hair. Like black. And the hair-styles vary."

I touched my own short locks, self-consciously. So Starfire was safe, her hair was red. And her skin was not pale like mine.

"So, it would be after someone like me?" I questioned, a bit rudely I must admit. "So a creep who kidnaps girls to look at them? Can't they remember anything?" I asked anxiously. "Like eye color?"

Jinx flipped the papers and I realized they were on a clipboard. Her eyes scanned something, and I could tell she knew I wanted straight answers now, not her teasing me with information. I was one of many in danger. I needed to know how to protect myself. "Eh, it varies. Blue, green, black, brown, pretty much every color you could think of." She said with finality, placing the papers back down. "It's also been working it's way north, so it's not just a possibility it will pass through. I assure you, it will. We just don't know when!" She seemed really irritated now. "It has no system on the way it works. For all we know it could strike in a week or a day. We just don't know. And until we do, you need to put your city on red alert just like the other cities. Warn anyone at fifteen to stay indoors as much as possible."

"I shall start on this right away, then," And Starfire flew out of the room. No one objected to her leaving early. When Starfire left it was because she had heard enough and didn't want to hear it anymore. Starfire was scared for me. I didn't blame her.

I was scared for me.

Two weeks had passed with no sign of the monster whatsoever. After obtaining full access to more guests with more information and what seemed like an uncountable amount of files on the case, they felt that they had enough information to call it a monster.

But I didn't. I didn't know what to call it.

I sat in my room, alone, fiddling with an object in my hands. That was all pushed to the back of my mind, the 'monster' and everything else disappeared. All I thought about was the thing in my hand as I sat against my open window. I leaned against the wall and most of the pillows on the window-seat had been dropped to the floor or moved so I was comfortable. I was very happy at the moment, the wind was cold, but not so where I was cold. It was fresh, crisp really.

I smiled at the old little charm in hand. Nobody but I knew about it. I'd never even told Starfire about it. It was just my little secret. And since I kept my secrets well hidden, nobody even suspected it.

The object in hand was metallic. It was in the shape of a circle with vines and other various tiny flowery patterns cut into it. A green gem sat in the middle of it all, and encircling the gem were a pattern of petite leaves. I stroked it with my thumb, flicking the thick chain of squares that came off of it. It was always with me, though nobody saw it. It was in my belt compartment that I could open myself, but otherwise went unnoticed under my cloak, since nobody ever looked there and even if they did, I never took off my cloak. My belt always, when I went to bed, remained locked inside a drawer next to me, so if I had a nightmare (which I tended to get those often) I could just reach in, grab the charm and allow myself comfort from it. You all should now exactly what charm this is. This is his charm.

Beast Boy's charm.

You may call me silly, I don't mind. But yes, I have been waiting ten years for a boy I met once. At first, I just wanted to see him again. He was my only friend. But then I turned into a teenager and things got hormonal, and, well, I won't go into descriptions for you but, things changed. I doubt he even remembers me. I always thought it would be funny that one day, by chance, he'd join the Teen Titans and I'd get to see him again. I wonder if he's changed. I wanted so so badly to see him, just to know he was okay. I even went so far as to find the chief of the village from ten years ago (surprisingly on his death bed) to as if he'd seen him. In person too. I told people I just needed some alone time and teleported to Africa for a few hours, my bedroom door remaining locked the whole time. To my dismay, he said he hadn't seen Beast Boy since a little while after I left. He smiled, saying he was glad to finally meet the source of what had made him talk for two weeks straight. He said I deserved all of Beast Boy's praise. I asked if he knew where I could find him. He said no. Beast Boy had simply left a note a year later, saying he wanted to see what was out there. The chief also said (to my blushing discomfort) he suspected it was to find me, wherever I had gone. I must have looked sad, for he told me that the charm Beast Boy had given me was a talisman, believed to have the power to bring people together again.

He would find me. Maybe not today, but someday. That was, eh, about a year ago?

My appearance had not changed much from when I was little. Just my clothes. I wore a blue cape now, and a black leotard, and yes, my hood stays up when I meet strangers. I haven't changed personalities all too much.

From my window, in my pondering, I heard a scream. Looking up, I saw I had been daydreaming longer then I had thought. It was dark out, and the moon was full.

So tonight would be the night.

Chapter two is up within the same day as it publishing. Not bad, right? I'm shocked to see I already have reviews. That's awesome. I'll try not to disappoint.

Until Raven comes back, tootles!