A/N I don't own Teen Titans.
"Where have you four been?!" Robin all but screeched at the others. He was standing in front of rest as they sat on the couch. Even with the mask it was clear he was fuming. While the Titans looked nervous Zaven yawned and rubbed her neck, mumbling under her breath about cliffs being uncomfortable. She failed to notice, or refused to acknowledge, that Robin was glaring mostly at her.
"Looking for Raven," Changeling offered quietly. The glare shifted to him. "Dude I think finding her is more important than training."
"We have a new member on the team!"
"Who says I wanted to join your team anyway?" Zaven asked tiredly, tossing a fire ball into the air. It came down dangerously close to Cyborg but didn't actually touch the man. "You sort of forced it on me, rather than giving me a choice. Isn't America supposed to be a free country where people can choose such things?" A brief pit stop spent copying the memories of a high school girl with blonde hair and blue eyes had provided that information. And the blonde didn't remember a thing.
Robin's eye twitched. He had thought this girl would be similar to Raven and would keep quiet most of the time. And she did, mostly watching them, but when she did speak it wasn't with the same monotone as his friend. No there was more of a blunt frankness to it that cut deep and struck hard. The worst part about it was that Zaven didn't even seem conscious of what she was saying. She just spoke out her mind and let consequences happen. In the end they couldn't really harm her.
"And also what you're implying is that finding Raven is a back burner to making sure your precious team can function with a new member. I'm sorry to take you seriously on this but Raven happens to be a sister I haven't seen in ten years and we were left at a very bitter note at our parting." Zaven glared at the teen sleuth, hoping like hell he didn't do anything to royally upset her. It was bad enough she had gone on a rampage before hand because of this idiot.
Why am I even carrying? It's not like I can't just jump to another world if things get really fucked up here, Zaven thought behind her mask of anger.
'Well duh,' a voice with biting sarcasm respond. The demoness nearly moaned as she recognized it to being her emotion clone Wisdom. 'Raven lives here. If you do something to really fuck up the world she's not going to like you very much.'
Oh shut up, Zaven thought back tiredly. Alone she would have answered aloud. She had done so often enough before. It gave her someone to talk to…albeit said person being herself just entirely based off of one emotion.
"-make sure that the public is protected!" Robin was saying. Changeling rolled his eyes, Cyborg groaned, and Zaven tried to figure out what the hell had just been said.
"Please is that not mainly the job of the police?" Starfire voiced. She really did not understand her boyfriend's problem. After nearly two months of being together there were still things she did not understand about him. Like his obsessive passion for fighting crime. While Starfire felt that bad goers should be punished she also realized that people needed to take a break from it.
"Oh yah the public is protected," Zaven scoffed. She glared daggers at the ceiling. "Then explain to me why the facility for holding super villains who regularly break out is located in the city. Wouldn't it make more sense to stick such a building in the middle of nowhere, amp security to the max, and have a well designed alarm system? That way when a breakout does occur the public is in less danger and the heroes are given more time to put said villains away again before the public is put in danger?"
Clear across the bay and in their living room the HIVE team watched from their hidden camera at the events unfolding in Titan's Tower. Raven was frowning at the smaller of the two red heads. Zaven was supposed to be her sister? Well that did explain the scary similar names and the same use of their soul selves.
"As if that would work," Gizmo grunted. In fact he was mad for not coming up with such a thing to begin with. If they captured all the heroes like that it would make crime a breeze.
"The state has no money to pay for such a thing!" Robin fumed. Zaven snorted and shook her head. She stood up and plucked the yellow device of her belt.
"Then just fund it yourselves. Idiots. I'm leaving and don't try and find me." With that she threw the communicator at Robin. He stared to move but didn't move fast enough. Instead of striking him in the forehead it struck him in the eye causing instant swelling. By the time he could realize that he had been hit Zaven was already out the door. Of Changeling and Cyborg there was no sign. Only Starfire remained and she too was getting up to leave.
"You are acting like you do not care about Raven," she told her boyfriend in a sad, bitter tone. "And you are obsessing again like with Slade. I do not like this Robin." And the alien red head floated out the door.
"Finally those crud munchers realize they could never fucking work together." Sitting beside Gizmo Raven felt a niggling sense of doubt. It seemed they could work together but just not to the degree of the HIVE team.
Back at the tower Zaven stormed down the hall. She was headed to the room she had been offered to grab the bag and leave. Desperately she tried to cap her anger. It wouldn't do her any good to destroy the tower and besides, Changeling and Cyborg were actually…nice. Starfire she had tried to actively avoid. Armed with Slade's knowledge the demoness knew that the two wouldn't get along very well. Zaven was darkness and burning anger, Starfire was light and infinite joy. Sure the alien had her darker moments but she was still mostly happy. And she was capable of feeling two conflicting emotions at once, given she could fly and launch starbolts at the same time.
"Dude here," Changeling said, dropping from the ceiling. He had taken on the form of a bird to reach the girl faster. Zaven glared at him for a moment before looking at the device he held out. There was a long pause.
"What is it?" the demoness finally asked, her anger gone and replaced with confusion. Changeling blinked slowly and shook his head. If anyone told him that a 13-year-old didn't know what a cell phone was he would have admitted them to a psych ward. But then again Zaven had only just arrived on Earth a few days ago and Raven had described Azarath as being very old tech.
"It's a cell phone. You can make calls on it and play games too. But really I'm letting you have it for the calls. Me and Cy really do care about Raven but there's only so much we can do with Robin breathing down our necks. So we'd like to know if you find anything…without you having to actually come here and face Bird Brain again." Zaven slowly took the device and flipped it open. She smirked slightly at Changeling's use of his leader's more negative nickname but didn't make a comment. Much to the girl's surprise the phone's language was in her own, Demon.
"How the hell do I make a call then?" Smiling Changeling pulled out another object. It was a book, surprisingly in the same script as the phone. He handed it to the confused girl with a chuckle.
"Schatten helped a lot. Said he knew you would break off from us." Zaven didn't notice the softer smile that crept onto her face at Changeling's words. But the green man did and chuckled slightly. Schatten had told him about his feelings for the demoness and it seemed like Zaven held them too. Just maybe she didn't realize them as what they were.
"Alright I'll do that," the girl said softly. She flipped the phone closed and tucked both objects into one of her pockets. Then she looked up at the green man. "You know if it weren't for the fact that both of your DNA structures being pretty unstable, Raven would have gone out with you. She always wanted a kid at some point." Changeling blinked in shock, his mouth hanging. Zaven chuckled softly and teleported out of the area…
…and right into the living room of the HIVE.
"Okay this wasn't exactly what I planned," the demoness grumbled, looking around. At that instant Jinx decided to attack.