Author's Notes: Yes, folks, you are not dreaming. It is I, Funkatron, bringing you another chapter of "Lost and Found". I know it's been a while (four months long). But I seriously needed a break. School piled on me and I had seriously lost my writing mojo for a while there. I knew how I wanted the story to go but I was clueless on what to write. It's weird, I know, but I'm glad you guys were patient enough to wait for me. You fans are truly awesome. I thank you for the myriad of reviews you sent my way.

Now, a few things changed since I last wrote. has implemented a way to do two way crossovers, so now both my stories appear in the listings for both Danny Phantom and Teen Titans. If you are a Titans fanfic reader reading this for the first time, Hi and stop what you are doing. This story is a sequel for a story I wrote called "Haunted Destiny". I suggest you read that first, since it'll make "Lost and Found" make more sense to you. If you have read "HD", enjoy the rest of the story!

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Lost and Found Chapter 17: Bitter Taste of Failure

After dealing with super villains and trouble with his cousin, Danny Fenton wanted nothing more than to get back into his bed and sleep off the rest of his night in blissful slumber. Unfortunately neither he, Raven, or Danielle were expecting the less than warm welcome they had come home to. Sitting on the living room sofa was Danny's mother, Maddie Fenton, both her arms and legs crossed and with a frown firmly engraved onto her features. Standing behind the Fenton matriarch were Jack and Jazz Fenton, both of whom gave him apologetic looks.

Danny unfortunately knew the look she was giving them quite intimately due his late night ghost hunting activities. His body reacted instantly by stiffening up and his nervous tick manifested as his hand traveled to its familiar spot behind his neck. "Uh, hi mom," he finally managed to anxiously croak, hoping to diffuse the situation somewhat.

"I asked you a question, young man," she stated, wasting no time with pleasantries and furrowing the crease in her brow even further. "Where have you three been this time of night?"

The harshness of her voice gave him pause like a deer caught in the headlights of an incoming car. It wasn't as if he had a reason to feel guilty this time, given that his parents now knew his secret, yet he found that he couldn't quite conjure a response to his mother's query. Luckily for him, someone else decided to answer for him.

"We were out on a mission," Raven deftly responded as she took on the role as mediator. "There was a burglary in the city, so we went in to investigate. "

The three teens waited perilously for a response from Maddie, with Dani looking the most perturbed out of the group, having never witnessed Mrs. Fenton fury before. After a moment that seemed to have lasted too long for their comfort, Maddie's features seemed to soften somewhat, though a hint of authority still remained in her eyes. Getting up Mrs. Fenton walked over to Danny and Danielle and in a move that surprised them both, she pulled them into an unyielding embrace.

"Mom?!" the ghost boy yelped, both in surprise at the sudden change his mother's behavior and the fact that her embrace put pressure on the wounds he sustained in the previous battle. He forced himself not to squirm, hoping that his mother hadn't noticed his current condition.

Unfortunately for him, Maddie had noticed his yelp and quickly disengaged her embrace in order to inspect the two. "Are you two okay? You aren't hurt are you?"

"We're fine, Mom, really," Danny tried to reassure, hoping to persuade his mother he wasn't too badly injured and at the same time wondering why he felt a wave of déjà vu hit him. It wasn't until a few moments later when it finally clicked as to why it felt so familiar: his mother had the same concerned look during their talk shortly after Dani had been cured. Had she been that worried about them?

Finding the courage to compose herself. Maddie began to address her son. "Danny, I know how much being a hero and fighting ghosts are important to you and I know we're all still adjusting to the situation, but I think there need to be a few changes. If you need to go out at night you have to at least let us know. Your father and I were both worried sick when we found out you weren't home."

Guilt slammed into Danny's gut like a well placed ecto-blast from one of his enemies as the tone of his mother's voice hit home. Sneaking out in the dead of night to fight off ghosts had been a usual occurrence for the halfa and he never really gave a second thought to the fact that is late night Phantom duties would cause his parents this much anxiety.

Mrs. Fenton continued, "Danny, we are very proud of you for what you do, but I guess we'll always be worried about you; it's something we just have to get used to. The least that we ask is that you let us know what is going on in your life. You don't have to keep secrets from us anymore."

"I wasn't trying to hide anything from you guys," he tried to explain.

"I know, dear. You were just doing what you're used to. You have to realize that things are different now and like I said before, we all need a little time to adjust to everything. I just want you to know that you can come to us for anything."

"Your mother's right, Danno," Jack chimed in after letting his wife do most of the talking. His voice seemed to carry his usual enthusiastic tone and yet still managed to be somewhat somber at the same time. "We'll be there if you ever need help. All you got to do is ask."

"Thanks, guys," Danny replied thoughtfully, thankful for his parents' support. "And I'm sorry if I made you guys worry about me."

Maddie simply smiled and hugged the two youngest Fentons again, though this time her embrace did not feel as needy. "It's alright, dear. We'll talk more about this tomorrow. There is going to be a lot we need to discuss, especially when it comes to your curfew."

"Wait, curfew?!" The halfa gave her a somewhat alarmed look. "Come on, mom…"

"You still have one, young man, hero or not. We'll be a little bit lenient during your summer break, but once school starts you are going to need all the rest you can get, especially with this being your junior year."

Grumbling under his breath, Danny was beginning to second guess letting his parents find out about his secret when he heard a giggle escape the lips of his cousin, earning her a glare.

Danielle's small outburst caught Mrs. Fenton's attention, "You're not out of the woods either, young lady. You need a curfew, too, especially at your age." This quickly silenced the laughter which was soon replaced by a groan. Maddie turned to her son once again. "We definitely need to talk about bringing your cousin with you during your Titan activities…"

"I didn't bring her with me," Danny interrupted in a tone so adamant he even surprised himself. "I told her to stay put at home," he continued, "but instead she followed me when it easily could have been a trap…"

"But it wasn't," an indignant Dani countered with a glare at her cousin. "I don't get what's your problem is! We kicked their butts and they didn't get that doohickey."

"The problem is that you shouldn't have been there. I told you to stay at home, where it was safe." Danny put extra emphasis on the word 'safe". "You just barged in there without any clue on whether it was a trap set up by Vlad or…"

"I don't need you to protect me from Vlad!" the ghost girl nearly screamed in frustration at the top of her lungs. "I can handle him…"

"No you can't!" Danny's voice elevated to match hers. "You aren't ready to face him. You don't know him like I know him…"

"How can you even say that? I know him better than anyone; I was the one he chased around for a whole year by his Frankenstein rejects!"

"And that's why I don't want you to face Vlad…"

"I'm not sick anymore! And you can't tell me what to do! You're not my Father…"

"That's enough, you two!" Maddie's voice silenced the agitated halfas, though the conflict continued in the form of a fierce glaring contest between the two. "I don't what happened tonight, but I won't tolerate this type of behavior. You two are to head straight to bed, no questions asked."

"But…"

"No questions asked," she reiterated sharply, cutting Danny off in his tracks and causing him to nod obediently.

"Fine by me," Danielle stated as she abruptly levitated and phased through the living room ceiling to her room.

Shoulders hunched in defeat, Danny decided to use the stairs to the second floor, leaving the rest of the Fentons, along with Raven, behind.

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If there was one thing that Isaac Vector hated more than anything else was failure. The bitterness of defeat was a taste he had hope he would never experience again but unfortunately that now was not the case. The super powered teen was currently occupying a large, cylindrical med tank in his mother's personal laboratory, floating a specialized mix of chemicals and nanites that would heal his injuries from his most recent fight. Unfortunately, the machine could do nothing to heal his wounded pride.

Vector, like the others created by his mother, had been bred from the finest genetic material to be the best. As far as he could remember, his body and mind had been trained, fine tuned, and sharpened in numerous forms of martial arts, strategy and tactics on the battlefield. It was what he was literally born for: to succeed in any mission given to him without question and without fail. Quite frankly, there was no way he should have lost, but there he was, licking his wounds after losing to nothing more than a couple of half dead brats.

What perturbed Vector the most wasn't his failure in procuring the device that Mr. Cain sent them to retrieve his employer's reaction to his failure that worried him. He had expected Mr. Cain to show at least some sort anger or disappointment after they had returned from their mission empty handed; instead the billionaire hadn't appeared to be fazed in the slightest. Cain had downplayed their apparent defeat, assuring them that the intel they had gained from the Phantoms was well worth the loss they had sustained, though his words did little to comfort the teen.

Had Cain expected them to fail? It was a thought that echoed the recesses of his mind, haunting him not unlike the ghosts he fought just hours earlier. He had hoped never to let down the people who gave him life, gave him a reason for living, and yet this was twice now he felt he had. He knew he had to prove himself now more than ever and he shuddered to think what would happen to him if he lost again.

A knock on the glass of the chamber broke the boy's train of thought and the tension that began to build in his mind. Not bothering to open his eyes, Vector lifted his hand and pressed a button on the breathing apparatus he wore on his face, activating the internal mike. "Sparx, I thought I told you to get some rest," he began, assuming it was his partner there to check up on him. She had been worried about his condition earlier that night and it had taken almost a half hour to finally convince her to go to her quarters.

"Wakey, wakey, Izzy. Time for your wake-up call!" a voice he wasn't expecting called though the intercom.

Opening his eyes to confirm his suspicions, he let out a highly audible groan at his new guest. "Cora," he replied in a displeased tone. "What are you doing here?"

The person he was addressing was a girl who looked no more than eleven years old with shoulder-length wavy, aquamarine hair and matching eyes. She wore a one-piece swimsuit covered by a moist towel around her shoulders a pair of swim trunks, suggesting that she had just come from swimming somewhere. The girl known as Cora gave Vector a smirk before she replied. "Come on, Izzy; can't I come see my old partner for a visit?"

"You know I don't especially like it when you call me that, Cora," he grumbled. Although he tolerated some of the names Sparx had given him, he thoroughly despised being called 'Izzy'.

"Yeah, yeah, I know: 'Vector on missions, Isaac on leave.' You don't have to tell me, you know. I got enough of that crap when we used to work together."

His eyes furrowed slightly, "Since you aren't going to answer my question, I'm assuming Mother is going to be late coming into work this morning."

Cora grinned. "Hit the nail on the head big guy. Looks like she had a little too much fun after she patched you up, if you know what I'm saying. She wanted me to make sure you healed up alright."

"I wish she wouldn't drink so much," Vector remarked with a sigh, disappointed by his mother's leisurely activities.

"Yeah, Mom sure loves getting wasted," she agreed with a grin as she inspected the computer terminal connected to Vector's chamber. Her fingers began to move across the keyboard expertly, showing her proficiency in using the equipment despite her seemingly young age. "So," she began as she worked. "I heard you and Blondie got your butts whooped last night."

He sighed before replying, "There were … complications with the operation."

"Complications? You couldn't even handle some punk ghost kid! What's the matter, big guy? Losing your touch?" Her question was answered by silence. "Or maybe you lost because of your crummy choice in partners. If it was you and me, like in the good old days, we would have kicked his ass without breaking a sweat."

"It wasn't in the scope of the mission to annihilate Phantom," he defended, though he felt the words sounded a bit hollow. "The mission was to test his abilities and to bring back that device Daedalus wanted."

"So what, you're saying you're happy you with a half-assed job?"

"What I'm trying to say is that our job wasn't to finish him off, as you are so eager to do. Despite a few missteps, we followed the mission parameters to the letter. You do remember how to do that, don't you Cora?"

Her eyes twitched in response to his question as she let out a low growl. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I was just saying that you are so eager to say that we would have done better if you had accompanied me instead of Sparx when I seem to have remembered that our last mission together did not fare as well."

Cora's nostrils flared as she looked up from the computer screen, anger clearly evident on your face. "Don't you dare bring that up, Vector! Don't you fucking blame me for that time…"

"I don't blame you," he interrupted somewhat somberly, catching her off guard. "I blame myself. I was in command that night and therefore blame rests solely on my shoulders for that mission. It's a commander's job to manage the situation and his subordinates and couldn't do either."

"So what, you're saying that I'm some whiney brat that needs to be 'managed'? Screw that! I'm sick and tired of everyone treating me like some dumb little shit I'm the oldest for Trigon's sake! I was the one Mom made first, before you and the twins and yet I'm the one who keeps getting the short end of the stick! You get to go back on missions with Little Miss Sparkplug while I'm stuck here being Mom's lab assistant."

"You know me better than that, Cora; I've never cared about your appearance and I've never spoken down to you because of it. That is why I'm not going to sugarcoat this for you: I chose Sparx over you because despite her… quirks, she can at least follow my orders. You, on the other hand, are reckless and impulsive. I'd rather have a partner that I can trust than one who is a loose cannon." Vector watched as she seethed with rage gave him a glare that she would normally reserve for an enemy.

"You know what? Fine, screw you and Blondie. See if I give a rat's ass. Once Mom makes a new partner for me, we'll see who the best is. I don't need you, anyway." Cora pressed a final button on the panel, activating exiting procedure which began draining the medical fluid from the chamber. She then turned and began to walk towards the exit. "Don't come crawling to me when you lose again." A trail of swears could be heard as the aqua-marine haired preteen made her departure.

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The Private jet of Vlad Masters landed just as the sun began to rise above the Amity Park sky the morning after attempted break in at Axion Labs. The billionaire had known about the robbery the moment he received the silent alarm last night and decided to use it as an excuse to make a personal visit to see if certain investments had finally come into fruition. As he exited the jet he put on a pair of sunglasses to filter out the morning glare and spotted the limo that awaited him, ready to take him wherever he wished. Entering the vehicle, he instructed the driver, who was in actuality a ghost minion in disguise, to take him directly to Axion so he could check on the extent of damage sustained from last night's attack.

The device he had sent to Axion to be guarded was one that tied in very closely to his future plans: a highly advanced gene deciphering chip that could be used for the highest quality in genetics research. The chip itself was a joint project between himself and Technus, a ghost whose obsession was technology. When Daniel had helped Danielle escape his grasp over a year ago, much of his cloning equipment had been destroyed and he needed the chip to get back on track to creating the perfect son.

Vlad had gone to Technus for help because, quite frankly, the ghost owed him a big favor and Vlad was always one to collect. When Vlad had first acquired Axion Labs, Technus had made the unfortunately foolish mistake of hacking into its systems and infiltrating a very important data satellite in another plot to take over the world. Of course, his plans, as usual, caught the attention of Phantom and in the ensuing battle the satellite was destroyed, costing Masters quite a large sum of money. During the aftermath, Vlad gave the ghost a simple choice: to help with a few technical projects or he would send the Fright Knight to deal with him in the most gruesome way possible. Not surprisingly, the technophile ghost chose the former, effectively becoming Vlad's slave for the indefinite future.

Although Technus was somewhat of a boasting idiot, when it came to technology he was rarely outmatched, as was seen by the various devices and components he made for the half-ghost billionaire. Many of them were already put into use in a number of Vlad's projects throughout his various companies and the gene deciphering chip was an extremely important part of his immediate plans. Unfortunately, it seemed that others found the chip just as important, if the recent attacks to acquire it by what he suspected to be a cooperate rival were any indication.

He was glad that he had chosen Amity Park to hide it for a number of reasons: he was quite confident in the skills of Damon Gray, a rarity amongst the ones under his employ. He also knew that if trouble had come that Daniel would eventually show up out of heroic duty, despite the fact he would be helping his known enemy in the process. Of course, there was also the fact that this whole situation gave Vlad an excuse to give Amity a visit so he could personally oversee the retrieval of another piece of the puzzle: Danielle.

Arriving at the scene, the limo stopped at the front gate and the halfa stepped out to assess the property damage, which he wasn't too worried about. His eyes widened somewhat at the extent of the damage, especially the that done to the front doors and the power substation off to the side. Construction had already begun to bring everything back to their proper place, though he could tell it would take more than a few dollars to repair it all. Spotting Mr. Gray, who was directing his men and the construction, he put on his best sympathetic face and shortened the distance between them to make himself known. "Damon, I'm so happy to see that you are doing well."

"Mr. Masters?" the security director faltered at the sudden appearance of his boss. "I wasn't expecting you. Is something wrong?"

Vlad noticed the slight nervousness in Damon's voice and smiled inwardly before he continued, "It's you I should be asking that question, my good man. The minute I heard about what happened last night, I felt the need to come and make sure all of my valued workers were safe and sound." In reality he cared for his employees as much as cared about any other disposable asset, but it was always good to play the caring owner to bolster company moral and productivity.

"Thank you sir," Mr. Gray replied with a look of relief. "Luckily no one was severely hurt. The most anyone got were a few bruises and electrical burns. The building took most of the damage and it'll take a while for us to restore power."

"I'm glad no one was seriously hurt. And what about the package?"

A frown appeared on Damon's face at the mention of the mystery object he had been protecting. "That is safe, thank goodness. We have Phantom to thank for that."

Vlad could hardly hide the grin on his lips. "Yes, indeed. I read the police report. That Phantom boy did an amazing job."

"We were lucky he showed up when he did. I'm only sorry we couldn't do a better job of protecting the lab."

"Nonsense, Mr. Gray. You did the best that you could under the circumstances. It's unfortunate that those rapscallions got as far as they did, but that's all under the bridge. I do hope that future improvements will be made to our security."

"Yes, sir," Damon replied. "But I do have to ask what was so important that someone would send metahumans to steal?"

Annoyance flashed on the billionaire's face, though for only a moment. "Unfortunately, I cannot say. It is quite important to the future of VladCo and its subsidiaries and I appreciate all the effort you and your men have put into guarding it." He took one last look of the grounds before continuing, "Now, then, It looks like you have everything in order here. I'll be in town for a few days while I make the arrangements to move it to another location. I hope that you can keep everything secure till then."

"We'll do our best, sir."

"Now that's what I want to hear, man! Keep up the good work." Just as quickly as he came, the half ghost made his way back to his limousine, instructing his driver to bring him to his hotel. He allowed the muscles of his face to relax from putting on the mask of the caring employer and his mind began to calculate what his next move would be. From what he read in the police report, there were two super-powered thieves last night, though the police and Mr. Gray reported that only Phantom dealt with them. Though he knew that young Daniel's skills were increasing greatly since their last encounter, he had the feeling that he probably had help, most likely from a certain clone.

Though it wasn't full confirmation, it was enough for him to put things in motion. If Danielle was indeed at full health, which he didn't doubt with Maddie's abilities, he would need to find a way to lure her out while distracting Daniel and the Fentons in the process. It would be a difficult task, knowing how well Daniel and his parents would probably protect the girl, but he was sure that an opportunity would come to his attention. He picked up his cell phone and dialed a special number. "I need you to keep an eye out on the Fenton household. I want you to report anything and everything that happens, including if you see young Danielle there. And please make sure you aren't seen; the last thing we need is to tip our little badger off."

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A groan erupted from Danny Fenton's lips as he awoke from a less than splendid night of slumber. The injuries he had sustained the night before were enough to make things uncomfortable for him, making the halfa toss and turn all night. When he wasn't cursing the pain in his back, thoughts of the arguments he had with his cousin echoed in the back of his mind, making sleep almost impossible. He emitted another groan as he got up to sit at the edge of his bed when a rapping on his door caught his attention.

"Rough night?" Raven asked from his doorway with a look of concern.

He gave her a wry smile. "You could say that." He began to stretch his arm up but a sharp jolt of pain caused the halfa to hiss suddenly.

"You're still hurt," she stated as the concern in her face increased. "I should have a look at that."

"It'll be fine in a few hours, tops," he said, brushing off the vestiges of his wounds. "It was a lot worse last night."

"That wasn't a question," she declared. "Shirt off, now."

Surprised by his girlfriend's forcefulness on the matter, Danny decided to comply and gingerly peeled the t-shirt from his back, making sure not to aggravate the still tender bruise located there. He waited as she walked over the other side of the bed and heard the springs of the mattress creek under her weight. Noticing how suggestive being shirtless with a girl could be, Danny could feel the warm glow of a blush spread across his cheeks and suddenly shivered when he began to feel the now familiar hands of Raven working her magic on his back.

"You should have let me heal this last night," she chastised, though with less firmness than Danny knew she was capable of.

"Sorry," was all he could say to reply. He felt his muscles relax and the pain in his back lessen as Raven's hands lightly roamed over the skin of his back and imparted their magical energies. Though he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he was beginning to enjoy these sessions with her, feeling vulnerable with allowing her to touch him like this but at the same time feeling safe and at ease under her care. Despite this, his memories of last night one again began to resurface and with them some uneasiness. "Uh, Raven?" he began to ask meekly. "You haven't seen Dani this morning, have you? Do you know if she's still mad?"

Her hands hesitated, stopping onto his shoulders before she replied, "I haven't seen her since last night."

He gave long, frustrated sigh. "I really screwed things up, haven't I?"

"I think that covers it," she agreed bluntly, though her voice had a hint of sympathy.

"It's not like I don't she can't do anything herself or anything. It's just that… this is Vlad we're talking about here. He's done so much to her already. I don't want her to face him again, not if I can help it."

"You can't protect her forever, you know," Raven replied. "Sooner or later she is going to have to face him."

"That's what I'm afraid of. I could barely keep him at bay when I first got my powers. The only reason I barely managed to win against him was by dumb luck and even then, he always found a way to get something out of it." His body hunched forward, mirroring the defeated pitch of his voice. "I don't want her to have to deal with that; to have to deal with him. She deserves better than that. She shouldn't have to deal with the crap I went though." Once again hearing the sound of his mattress springs squeaking and feeling Raven's weight move on the bed, he glanced at his side just she took a seat next to him.

"When you first had gotten your powers, you didn't have anybody to teach you how to deal with them, right?" she asked.

"I did have Sam and Tucker."

"But you three learned it the hard way. You didn't have anyone to look up to or to teach you how to be a hero. You had to learn that on your own." She got a nod from him in reply. "Dani is lucky because she has that: she has you to look up to and to teach her about her powers and how to fight ghosts. And she has you to watch her back, especially when Vlad is involved. Instead of just trying to protect her, you should be teaching her how to protect herself."

He had a thoughtful look on his face before replying. "Something tells me she wouldn't listen even if I tried. I did a pretty good job at pissing her off."

"Just give her some time. She may be angry now, but I don't think it'll last long," Raven reassured with a small smile.

"I hope you're right." Though he still looked a bit unsure, Danny's demeanor seemed a little bit more upbeat than it was before. "You must be sick of always knocking sense into me."

She gave him a devilish smirk. "I may just have to start charging you, between all the advice and the healing I do."

"Hmmm… then I'll need to find a way of repaying you then," Danny replied, leaning in closer.

"I can think of a few ideas…" she said alluringly, closing the gap between them until their lips met in tender union, sending ripples of pleasure through both parties. Their moment of bliss was cut short, however, when Danny moved away from Raven, leaving her slightly breathless.

"I have a surprise for you," Danny stated mysteriously, drawing a confused stare from his girlfriend. He grinned and then dove an intangible hand though his bed in search of something that lay underneath. A cry of triumph erupted from his lips as he lifted a black and blue gift bag from the depths of his bed, smiling madly as he presented it to her. "Tada!"

"What is this supposed to be?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"A birthday present of course."

The sorceress gave him a questioning gaze. "But it's not my birthday."

"Yeah, but it was a few weeks ago, wasn't it?" the halfa explained innocently.

"Who told you?" she asked with anger that was more of a show than anything else.

He grinned coyly. "I'm not at liberty to reveal my sources."

Raven stared at him intently for a few moments before giving him a smirk of her own. "It was Cyborg, wasn't it?"

"Hey, no peeking!" he protested. "It takes all the fun out it when you have a girlfriend that can read minds."

"Actually, I only guessed, but thank you for confirming," Raven's smirk grew even wider at the look of shock on his face. "Now, I seem to remember you have something to give to me."

"Aren't you the eager one?" His demeanor changed, going from playful to somewhat nervous. "It's actually two presents." He delicately placed the bag into her hands, gulping to lubricate his dry throat.

Noticing how anxious Danny had gotten, Raven took care to open the bag and noticed that there were two, neatly wrapped boxes inside, both roughly the size of pencil cases. She picked one randomly and meticulously removed the wrapping paper, unconsciously holding her breath as she did so. Lifting the lid of the box slowly, her eyes widened as they took in its contents silently: a simple small chain necklace made out of black gold, on the end of which was a small bird, made out of the same metal, with outstretched wings.

"I-I hope you like it," Danny stammered timidly. "I know, it's probably totally corny, but it looked cool and…" His yammering was stopped by Raven's lips, which caught him by surprise.

"I love it," she stated simply, eliciting a grin from the halfa, as he was still reeling from the kiss she had given him. While he remained in his half dazed state, the sorceress proceeded to open the second box with the same care as the first, revealing two simple silver bracelets whose design looked vaguely familiar. "You didn't happen to get this from Cyborg, did you?"

"Uhhh… is that a bad thing?" he admitted sheepishly.

"Depends," she stated frankly, examining one of the loops of metal. "It looks safe enough."

"Cy wouldn't give me a joke gift to give to you, would he?"

"He and Beast Boy have… unique tastes in humor," she explained, placing the jewelry back in their boxes and giving her boyfriend another kiss, though this time on the cheek. "Thank you, though you really shouldn't have."

"I wanted to," Danny replied proudly. "I mean, you've done a lot for me the past few days and I wanted to thank you."

"I appreciate the gifts." Getting up, Raven made her way to the door with her bag in tow. "And don't worry about Danielle. I don't think she'll stay mad forever."

Feeling a whole lot better, he watched his girlfriend leave the room. He didn't necessarily know what he was going to do next to handle the situation with his cousin but he felt a lot more confident that there would be a way to fix it.

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Raven never considered herself one to care about things like jewelry or to care about how beautiful she looked; those types of thoughts were stamped out of her as a child, among other things. Keeping a hygienic and ordered appearance was part of her training to control her powers and emotions and never once had she thought of changing it for any reason, let alone to look attractive. Despite this, she now found herself in the Fenton bathroom, scrutinizing herself in the mirror above the sink as she wore the present she had newly obtained from her boyfriend.

Her fingers absently traced the edges of the metal that took the form of her namesake and her face couldn't help but sprout a small smile, having never received a gift like this before. She could tell that Danny had put a lot of effort in choosing it so she decided that she was going to cherish it greatly.

Raven lifted up her other gift from where it lay in its box and eyed it suspiciously, taking into account where it had come from. To the naked eye, it seemed simple enough; they were simple band of silver-colored metal, which she recognized as the same material that made up Cyborg's cybernetic parts. Set in the bracelets was what looked like a blue gem, but on closer inspection, circuitry could be seen, also like Cyborg; why would a bracelet need circuitry?

"Wait, it couldn't be…" she asked herself as she realized why they seemed so familiar, apart from the similarities to her teammate. Taking a bracelet in each hand, she held them so that the fake jewel in each faced one another and held her breath as she brought them close together. Suddenly there was a flash of light that temporarily blinded the sorceress and left spots in her eyes. She grumbled about getting back at Cyborg as her vision cleared, stopping suddenly as she noticed something not quite right about the image that greeted her…

AN: As my Beta, Cordria, put it: "… … … YOU STOPPED YOU EVIL EVIL MAN! What happened? What's she see?" Bwahaha. What did she see indeed. For those who are true fans of the show, you probably have an idea of what is going on.

Now, two things I would like address, one of which you have probably noticed in this chapter. I added some four letter words, something I haven't done since the beginning of the first story. I have good reason to do it, however. Cora, th character who uttered the obscenities, is a character I've been waiting to write for a while and I'm glad I was finally able to introduce her. As she stated, she was the first of Inessa Meternovva's "children", but physically she looks like the youngest. The reason her mother made her this way is pretty simple: she thought it was cute :p.

This of course, pisses her off to no end. You can see that Vector doesn't tease her looks, but one of the twins she mentioned does (the twins get revealed next chapter). And so, Cora swears like a sailor as a misguided way to sound more adult (like most underage kids who start swearing do). It's also a defense mechanism she falls back on when she is teased (as it is seen next chapter). I won't turn the story into a swearfest whenever she appears but I feel that its part of her character and I hope you guys enjoy reading about her as much as I enjoy writing her.

The next matter of discussion is the fight between Danny and Dani. I've been a little sensitive lately about making the conflicts in the story a bit more believable and to tone down some of the drama a tad. I love drama, but I also know when too much is a bad thing, so I hope I've hit a nice balance. I tried to make it so that neither side is necessarily right or wrong. Dani is rightfully miffed that Danny isn't letting in on the action and Danny has a right to try and protect his cousin from Vlad. The problem is how they tried to prove their points.

Dang, look at me: I seem to have almost wrote a dissertation on my characters. Sorry to bore with randomness from my head. See you next chapter and make sure to review!