Wanted to explore the possible consequences her past would have on Starfire's Psych and what she hid behind her happy mask. We all know it's impossible to always be that happy.

AN: I'm using a mix of comic and animated history with a slight twist of my own. Mostly Comic. Enjoy! :)

Chapter Inspired By: Weight of the World by Evanescence

WARNING: Cutting, Angst, Implied Rape, Torture, Slavery, Possibly drinking and Drug Use, Implied Sexual Situations, slight implied incest, Gore

WARNING: STARFIRE WILL BE DARK! She survived torture and slavery without ever really dealing with them. Just suppressing them. Safe to say she's going to be pretty messed up. What she deems justice and mercy, morally, may be far different then what society accepts. She's operates on a different set of rules. She will also be powerful! An effect of extra tests done on her in order for Blackfire to be set free.

Summary: Starfire has always had that happy mask to hide the horrors of her past happens when her mask cracks and her past catches up with her? Can the Teen Titans save her from destroying herself? Or will she be overlooked as usual?

Welcome to Cracked Masks

Hours later, She zipped the zipper up to the top, where it stopped at the top of her bust. The tight black leather jumpsuit molded to her every curve and showed her graceful neck and a hint of her bust. She figured that with a new mask or really just the showing of one of the worst parts of her came with a new costume. One fitting her new fearless, provocative, carefree, personality.

If they didn't accept happy Starfire, would they accept the twisted one?

She ran a tongue along one of the sharp fangs in her mouth. It was one of things she both disliked and liked about releasing her power. The power came with a slight physical transformation; however it made her more alluring to humans. She could deal with the fangs, since they had protected her before. The fact she could drink blood just like a vampire was also very appealing. Since her days in the past were surrounded by blood, she found comfort in it and relinquished the fact the fact that she was dominating the person she drank from; Just as she had been dominated so frequently in her life.

She bared her teeth in a feral smile as she remembered when she first discovered how useful these things were.

:Flashback:

Starfire smiled sadistically as she raced down the hall of the ship, throwing star bolts left and right. She reveled in the screams of pain as the filthy scientist died. Gripping the arm of the Psion closest to her, she slammed him to the wall with enough force that his spine snapped in half and with enough speed that the arm she was holding was ripped off. The Psion's blood splattered her face and she curiously tasted it with her tongue.

Her eyes widened delightfully at the orgasmic taste. It was WONDERFUL! Her glowing emerald eyes gained a predatory glint as she ran at another scientist. Sinking her now fanged teeth into the sick alien's neck, she nearly moaned out loud at the taste. She felt her power boost itself as she drained the Psion. Throwing the dry carcass to the side, she ran her tongue over her lips, collecting the last traces of the blood.

She laughed madly as she saw the other aliens pause in their pursuit of her and stare fearfully at the unstable princess.

"Bring it on" She purred. "Let's see if you can beat your own experiment."

Then she was gone in the blink of an eye, only a trail of corpses to tell where she had come and gone.

:Flashback:

Pulling on her black high heel ankle boots, she heard the door slam and the titans file in.

She smirked. "Time to show them the new me."

Her smirk grew wider in anticipation.

The Titans filed in the house silently, later that night. Where they once would have been joyous and loud, there was only somberness. They had greatly offended a team member today; A team member that had never done anything but support them and cheer them up. Donna came in after them, feeling incredibly guilty. It wasn't her fault but she felt like it was.

Flashback:

"Get him Starfire!" Robin yelled. Starfire prepared to shoot bolts out of her eyes when Slade flashed a horribly familiar symbol that was the cause of some of worst tortures. 3 chest pounds right over the heart and pointer finger to the center of the forehead. She froze, and dropped to the ground as she blanked out and was transported to when that symbol was last used. Even though she had killed most of the psions, she was still terrified of their torture methods.

"Where did he learn that?" She whispered. Slade winked at her and leapt away.

"Starfire! Why didn't you get him?" Cyborg yelled as the team crowded around her. Starfire didn't answer, instead only staring up blankly.

"You could have gotten him. What's wrong with you?" Raven said.

"I couldn't." Star said quietly, the fear in her eyes quietly fading as she returned to reality.

"Why couldn't you? Use your stupid powers!" Beast Boy yelled, frustrated.

"I couldn't." Starfire repeated more forcefully.

Robin sighed heavily, tired of not getting a reason why, he noticed Starfire had been acting weird for weeks. Maybe it would be best if she had some time off. "Since you can't use your powers, you can't be on the team. Give your communicator to Donna. She is more than capable of filling your spot. She has beams also, along with being stronger, faster, and with better hand to hand skills than you. Plus, she actually knows things about earth and we don't have to explain every thing to her. Take some time off and come back when you've fixed your problems"

Starfire looked around but the others didn't stand up for her. She only saw their angry and accusing stares. She nodded slowly, her eyes hurt but hard.

"So that's how it is. I see. Fine, but I'm staying in the compound. Here Donna, you can have this." She dropped the walkie -talkie thing on the ground in front of an uncomfortable Donna.

"I'll be sure to welcome you home once you're done celebrating your new edition."

Then she flew away, leaving them all staring in the direction she left in.

Flashback:

That was FIVE hours ago. They had gone to the pizza parlor but no one really had fun. They all sat in the living room and stared at each other. "Soo... Who's going to talk to Star first?" BB asked.

A voice interrupted them. "No need, I'm right here."

They turned to see a leather clad woman, her outfit tight enough to look like it had been painted on, with black ankle boots. She had long red hair, bright as a flame, tanned skin with an orange tint, and stunning emerald eyes. She was tall, 5'7 maybe if she took off the heels. She looked like Starfire but there was no happiness, no sparkle in her jade eyes. There was just disdain, hurt, and slight traces of amusement.

"Starfire?" Donna questioned, shocked, but not as much as the rest of the team.

The alien in question smiled a razor sharp smile. "The one and only. Welcome home Roomies."

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An: And if it seems like the time line is rushed, it's because Starfire has been dealing with the memories for a while now and her mask is incredibly fragile when this fic begins. Any big event could shatter it once that first crack appears. Also, the change in the comic history is that instead of the Psions being attacked by Blackfire's army, Starfire frees her and instead of being captured by her sister for execution, Starfire made a deal with the scientists that she would allow them to experiment on her however they wanted with no struggling on her part if they freed her sister. They agreed and Blackfire was freed. When they met before Blackfire was released, Blackfire spat upon her chained sister, told the Psions to cause her as much pain as they could before they killed her and left. The next time they meet is on earth. Starfire stayed with the Psions for 6 months to a year and a half before killing off most of them and stealing a ship to fly to earth.