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Summary: Kori Anders, news reporter, has seen a lot in her time. With the recent killing of civilians, Kori is putting away her papers, and testing out her investigation skills. Not only worrying about becoming the next target, she is worrying about her old flame Richard Grayson who seems to be appearing a lot more often, especially when she is with billionaire and rival to Bruce Wayne, Slade Wilson. Who is killing the people and will Kori be next? Oh, and who is Nightwing?

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Six

Kori awoke in a familiar room. Leaning up against the oak headboard she looked around the beautiful room. The book case against the wall was filled more than the last time she was here. The room had been repainted to a deep red paint instead of the blue she had once known.

The closet and the bathroom doors were both shut, and the fan was turned on to a light setting. The wooden floor glistened in the pale light, and the small square beige carpets that were scattered across the floor looked plush. The side table flashed the time 8 o'clock.

Kori closed her eyes and leaned her head all the way back against the head board. Too many memories were made here in this room, and especially on this bed. His room smelled of his sweet cologne that always had hints of musk and cinnamon.

She slipped out of his bed and stretched, cracking her back. She walked the cold floors to the door. Her fingers grazed the knob, opening the door and allowing her an exit. She walked down the hallway, and to the grand staircase which she gracefully scaled down.

The dark foyer gave Kori a bit of the creeps as painting of ancestors looked down upon the young girl. Kori was confused to how she had gotten to Richard Grayson's house, and why she was here in the first place. Her only memory was the explosion…and Nightwing!

Nightwing, where was he? Why was she in Richard's house? What had happened after she fainted? Who planted the bomb? There were so many questions, and no place to get an answer. Kori walked past the foyer and to the kitchen, where a light was on.

"You're up." A voice said. Kori looked up from the ground to see Richard sitting on a counter swinging his legs back and forth like a little child.

"Yeah…" Kori said. His smile left her a bit surprised he didn't say a snarky comment.

"You must be hungry…want grill cheese?" Richard jumped off the counter and led Kori to a small table that was situated in the large kitchen.

"Sure?" She had a feeling her questions would be answered soon, but right now Kori was hungrier than anything. She remembered when Richard used to cook all the time back when they were going out. He had skills, and made the best damn grill cheese around. She could remember the time he had thrown up a sandwich and it had gotten stuck to the ceiling…Bruce wasn't too pleased about that night.

"I found you." The sandwich was already buttered with two slices of cheese in the middle of the two pieces or Rye bread. The gas stove was on and the sandwich sat peacefully in the middle, cooking slowly.

"What?" Kori asked a little confused.

"You were lying in the middle of the road. Your car was on fire. I'm confused as to why you were like that too, but I was worried about you. So you know, I brought you back here. I called the cops first, they want to you to come down again to the station. I convinced them to let me take you home. You were passed out like a rock. Bruce suggested I let you sleep. So that's how you were in my room…in my bed." He rose his eyebrows slightly at the bed comment and Kori couldn't help but let the warmth come to her cheeks as she blushed at the many long nights that bed how been through.

Richard bit his lips hoping she would buy his lie. She nodded her head accepting his explanation and Richard felt relieved. He couldn't tell her he was Nightwing and had to, no wanted to make sure she was safe. The only way to make sure was to take her home. It would be too weird and she would ask too many questions if he was Nightwing right now. So he stuck with the idea of pretending to find her as Richard as he drove along the road.

"You were worried about me?" A small smile came to Kori's lips as she watched Richard flip the sandwich with a spatula. She couldn't hide the charming smile that came to her pink lips.

"Yeah…I was worried. What's it to you?" Richard's protective shell came up and Kori rolled her eyes at his usual jerkiness.

"Nothing…"

The only sound heard was the sizzle of the sandwich as Richard got out a plate. He placed the grill cheese neatly on the plate as he turned off the stove and walked over to Kori. He put the sandwich in front of her after cutting it in half.

"This is really good…" A grin found it way on Kori's face after she took a bite of the tasty grill cheese. "I think you've gotten to be a better cooker in time." Kori smiled and Richard just smiled back at her.

"You should try my baked ziti now, I can finally make it." The memory of Richard's not so good past experience with bake ziti made the two of them laugh. For when he had made it for everyone to taste it had somehow ended up exploding and getting everywhere, even on Bruce.

"Wow, feels like so long ago…" Kori's smile gave Richard some warmth and he shook his head. Was he really thinking such things about Kori? He couldn't be…right?

"Yeah…it was." They both looked up and their eyes met, blue looking at green. Each pulled away with a blush and Kori found herself done with the sandwich.

"Kori…" Richard was cut off when Kori's face turned serious.

"Someone wants me dead Richard." The reality of her words hit them both hard. Indeed someone had wanted Kori dead. Why else would a bomb be placed under her car? Richard looked down and took a deep breath, calming himself. He couldn't handle a world with no Kori, as much as he didn't want to admit that to himself.

Richard couldn't ask Kori a lot of questions. For if he did, she might think that he was Nightwing. No one needed to know his secret identify besides Alfred, Bruce, and of course, himself. "Why are you telling me this?" He hated himself for saying those words but he couldn't give her any suspicions.

Kori was a little taken back by his words. Hadn't he been the one to care for her after Nightwing left her there to rot? Wouldn't he want to know what was happening and why he had found her in that situation? Did he care at all or was he being an ass?

"I thought you should know." His cocked eye brow told Kori he wanted more information than that. "You took me home after you say me on the side of the road, my car in flames while I was passed out on the ground. It's my explanation to why all that happened."

"Why would someone want to kill you Kori?" It was both personalities of Richard asking this. Who in god's name would want to kill a beautiful thing like Kori? With red flowing hair….and amazing sparkling green eyes. He could go on and on about her beauty and personality, but then he mentally slapped himself. "You are not to be thinking such things like that about Kori! You can have every other girl, more than one girl, just not Kori." He scolded himself in his mind.

"Richard…that night at the office, I saw two people. I don't think they were both the killer, but one of them had to be. I identified both people to the cops, gave the little information I knew about them. What if one of them is trying to kill me? Cover up his tracks?" Kori's mind swirled knowing she could now be in danger any moment of the day. After all it was day when her car exploded, what if there was a night attack as well? Kori got a lump in her throat, what would a night attack be if a day attack was a bomb?

Richard had never thought about the situation like this. Red X was probably trying to cover up his tracks just as Kori had said. She had after all seen them both Red X, Richard was sure of that. The bastard called her cutie too…well that would earn him a punch the next time Nightwing saw him. Kori was on to something…

"Kori I think you're on to something." Richard chuckled a bit for he had just said that thought in his head. As Kori raised a red eye brow up he calmed down and just shook his head. She couldn't help but have a small smirk on her face because of his child like ways.

"Can you take me home?" Kori stood up quickly. Not only had she needed to take a shower, but she wanted to start writing things down, coming up with a pattern, a sign, anything to help her find out more information about this 'S' killer.

"Oh…okay," her up front attitude caught him a little off guard as he reached in his pocket to his keys to go.

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The only sound heard in the car of Richard Grayson, was the roar of the engine of his 2010 Ford Mustang GT500. The car itself was new to Richard. He had only had it about three weeks or so, but he was already in love with the car.

It was a smooth ride and the engine purred like a satisfied kitten. The black paint job gave the car a sleek look. White, almost silver colored looking racing stripes were on the car, compliments of Richard's good friend, racer, Roy 'Speedy' Harper.

The silence was killing both Richard and Kori for they did want to talk. This was the first time in months that the two had been able to talk with no problems at all. It reminded both of the young adults of the times they used to talk for hours, about everything and anything. It seemed so long ago the two were in love, but both could feel the ashes from what once was, were starting to burn.

"I never said thank you." Kori was the first to break the silence and their eyes met. She looked away first and out the window rubbing her arm. Her nervousness subsided as she looked back over to him and saw a smile on his face.

"You're welcome Kori." His words were simple, sweet.

"I like this." Kori nodded her head, agreeing with herself.

"My new car? I like it too. I mean when I…-" Richard stopped talking when he heard Kori's laugh; her musical laugh that was like bells to his ears.

"No silly, I like that we are able to talk again. It has been so long since we have had a civil conversation with each other. I missed talking to you believe it or not."

It disappointed Richard that they had now arrived at her building. Kori let out her own sad sigh as she looked up the large apartment. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stayed in the car for a second.

"This is your stop…" Richard gave her a small smile.

"Indeed it is. Thank you for the ride, and everything else." Kori gave him her own smile as she opened the door.

Before she was going to close it Richard spoke. "I miss this too!" Richard said. He almost regretted saying the words until he saw the twinkle in the emerald eyes of the girl before him.

"We should you know…be friends again." It saddened Kori to say the words. She had wanted to be more then friends with Richard again…right? Her heart was confused and her head was swimming with so many thoughts.

"Yeah…I would like that again." She was about to close the door again until she heard Richard's voice. She looked back to see him serious. "Be safe will you?" She nodded her head before closing the door and waving off Richard.

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The apartment was quiet except for the sound of Silkie licking himself. The cat sat by the door and meowed as he saw his owner. Kori loved how he rubbed up against her legs, purring softly. She picked up the small cat hugging it tightly.

"Oh Silkie, I have missed you my little friend! Do you want a treat?" The cat let out a small meow and Kori walked over to her kitchen where she opened a cabinet. She pulled out a small container of cat nip and put a pinch on the floor. She set Silkie down to enjoy his treat. The cat purred in delight as Kori put away the container and walked over her bedroom.

Stripping of her dirty clothes Kori threw them in the small pink hamper that sat next to the bathroom door. She grabbed her purple plush robe before walking into the bathroom. Closing the door and locking it she walked over to her shower, and turned the hot water on.

The bathrobe was hung on a bathroom door hook, and new towel was brought out from under the sink. She stepped into the hot water and instantly felt all of her stress melt away as droplets messaged her back.

After shampooing and conditioning her hair, and lathering herself with lavender bath wash, she washed herself completely. She turned off the water and rubbed her face. Opening the small shower door she stepped out and into her warm bathroom. The steam fogged the windows.

The blue towel was wrapped around her body and tucked in to keep from falling off. Kori walked over to her bathroom mirror and took an old towel to wipe away the steam. She looked at her reflection with small droplets clinging to her face still. Kori did her usual routine of brushing her teeth again, and cleaning her ears. She applied Chap Stick to her lips and cream to her long toned legs as well as the rest of her body.

Taking off her towel she put on her robe that she had previously gotten off the hook. She hung the towel up on a towel rack, and then walked out of the hot bathroom into her chilly room. She grabbed her brush before going back into the bathroom to blow dry her hair. When her red locks were dry and wavy she turned off the bathroom light and shut the door, and went to get changed.

Kori put on a bra and then grabbed a navy blue sweatshirt that happened to belong to Gotham University; it was Richard's old sweatshirt. She ignored thoughts of him as she picked through her underwear drawer and put on a pair of white boy shorts. The underwear was covered with little blue hearts.

Kori walked out of her bedroom and into her office. The room itself was not as big as her master suite, but was a decent size. Her desk sat in the corner next to the window. She had a giant whiteboard on the other side off the room, and bulletin boards all around.

Walking over to her computer, she turned it on. As she waited for the machine to boot up she walked over to her white board that had an old game of Pictionary on it. Her friends used to have game nights, but hadn't had one in a month, a though stayed in mind that Kori would need so soon organize a get together with her friends again.

The board was erased and Kori walked back over to her computer. She pulled up the internet and typed in "S" killer. One sight had the name of all seven victims so far. Kori read about all the victims.

"On November 15th, young Katherine Walker 17, and her father Drury Walker, 42, were found dead in their home on the outskirts of Jump. Drury, a local scientist previously worked for billionaire Slade Wilson. After being fired for unknown circumstances Drury began to study moths.

"'He has a love for moths, police found hundreds of larva downstairs in his basement,' a close friend explains. Katherine rather known as Kitten to friends and family will be missed along with her father.

"Police report that the bodies were found in the basement of the home, and have possibly been there for over two days. The bodies were already decaying, and police are lead to believe that fowl play was involved. The bodies were decapitated, and in the skin of each victim a large 'S' was carved. Police know no further information they are warning people to be on the lookout."

Kori shook her head in sadness before printing out a picture of both of the victims. Taking scissors she cut out the pictures of Katherine and Drury and used magnets to stick them on the white board. She walked back over to her computer finding out about the remaining victims.

"What people are calling the "S" killer strikes again. Two new bodies have been found and identified by family. Sarah Simms and Greg Adonis had markings of the large S found on to previous bodies. Police believe the same killer is behind the four deaths.

"Simms, a 23 year old teacher at West Side School for the Handicapped was identified by a friend after her body was found at the local dump. Simms for went missing on November 29th, Police believe this as well is her death date as well. Simms was shot in the head and the mark of the infamous "S" was on both of her arms.

"Greg Adonis was a 21 year old aspiring body builder. The young man's body was found in a tree in the local park by civilians. It appears that the body was hung and yet again an "S" was carved into his skin on his forehead.

"Police have no leads on any suspects."

Kori stopped reading; she already knew what the rest of the article was going to say. She printed out the picture of the young adults and posted them up on her white board next to the other pictures. Going back to her computer she prepared herself for the other three victims of the killer.

"A new person has been added to the graveyard. Johnny Rancid, the 27 year old mechanic is the newest victim of the "S" killer. Rancid was found drowned in the toilet of a local biker bar. A large 'S' was carved into his back."

The picture of Johnny was a bad one, but was the only one available. The greasy looking biker was leaned up against a wall smoking. The picture was added to the collection of other victims and Kori felt stomach begin to knot. What if she was the next victim?

Already knowing the story of Martha Grey, Kori printed the picture of the elderly woman. Kori knew the story of her boss as well, but as she skimmed about his death she found an interesting fact.

"Jump City's beloved editor and chief of the Jump City Post has recently passed away due to the vicious new killer know as the 'S' killer. Neil Mod, known to close friend as just Mod was found dead in his office by a fellow coworker.

"Neil Mod was formally known as Neil Richards. After marrying his now deceased wife, Caroline Mod (who died of Breast Cancer), he took her last name in honor of his love."

Kori felt a little different toward her dead boss. Maybe he wasn't as bad as a guy she had though. She printed a picture of him and took the pictures of Mod and Martha over to the white board and hung them up. Kori felt saddened as she stared at the seven pictures of the seven victims. How were they connected though? What had they done to deserve death?

"Who killed you and why?" Kori breathed out as she began to write down all of the information available about the seven people.

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AUTHOR'S COMMENT

*So yesterday my computer acted up, it kept shutting down on me but the problem is fixed thanks to my handy dandy self! I would have posted this chapter soon but I had a bit of writer's block so I want to thank Star of Airdrie for the help. So I thought this chapter was cute with the Richard and Kori scene. So I wanted to elaborate further on the more investigative part of this chapter.

So the seven people I named six of them are related to Teen Titans. Martha Grey is the only person who is I made up. Neil Richards or Mr. Mod is known as Mad Mod in the series as well as the comics. His real name is Neil Richards and though I don't believe he had a wife I said he did and he took his wife's name in honor or her death, becoming Neil Mod, of just simply known as Mod.

We all know Johnny Rancid, the greasy villain. I kept his name the same because I didn't feel it was necessary to change it. I found that it seemed like a realistic name. Sarah Simms is also known as Sarasim, our heroin that we knew in the episode 'Cyborg the Barbarian.' Greg Adonis happens to just be the villain Adonis. I kept Adonis as his last name and made up the name Greg.

Katherine Walker is really Kitten, and Drury Walker is Killer Moth. I found this information online for all of this. I am telling you now I am not sure if the information from above is all correct. You can find out more about and Teen Titan characters online. I thought it would be a little bit more creative to add characters we all already knew rather than make up a bunch of people. Sorry for any confusion! If you are ever confused you can Private Message me or just leave a review and I will make sure to try to help you.

Thanks for all the wonderful feedback, and if you read all of this…wow! You guys are amazing.