HAH. Hey guest reviewer who didn't care about Pixie in The Past and hoped I didn't expand too much on her.

HAH.

She basically got her own spinoff. And this is my story, my series, my OC, and I'm not exactly writing to please you. I'm writing to further my experience. So hey, thanks for the review. (I'm alright with constructive criticism really, it's helpful. But pointless comments like that just kinda...Idk irk me. Maybe that's not putting it right. Okay, I'm ticked off because they complained about an already set part of my fanfiction universe.)

Disclaimer: MY STORY. But I don't own the TT universe.

Pixie POV

Some stories are good. Other stories are amazing. Then, some stories are just legendary. The ones that fit into the last category are full angst and development, and laughter with plenty of tears thrown in to make the reader feel. I think our story is legendary, and it definitely has all of the requirements. Our myth has spread far and wide, from multiverse to multiverse, and distant planets that I can only dream of. Because of this, not only is our tale legendary, we are too. The stories paints us as above it all, coordinated, a seamless, mysterious team.

Stories lie.

We are not perfect, and we are not seamless. We are human and we've made so many, many mistakes. Maybe once upon a time, we were coordinated, but that was because we knew each other's tunes, and could dance to it. Now, I'm not I could ever move in time with them again. Unfortunately, in battle, that could be the difference between life or death, the tight rope we heroes or villains are always walking. But, I had to try, because if I didn't, Kumo would tip off the side.

Not that I cared. I was only afraid that it might be the last misstep I could handle before I fell too.

My powers were strange, though I can't claim they were the strangest out of the three of us. Comet's beat mine by a mile, and I don't particularly envy her for it. My powers are very, very bizarre though, and some might even call them ethereal. Mystical, unnatural, intangible, the list goes on and on. I can't deny it however, and in fact, those words pretty much perfectly describe it.

I loved my powers in the beginning. As much I could considering they were ruining my life. I never could hate them, not even now when they are slowly killing me. How could I hate something like that? Something that fulfilled the wishes of the dreamy little girl who just wanted magic to be real more then anything. Even though it is painful, it's almost worth it. If I had to pick any power in the world, it wouldn't even be a question. This was the one thing that was meant for me, designed and fitted to who I am.

I thought on what I needed for this situation. Something that could fly obviously, and could carry Comet and I to the battle. Fairies? Fairies have always been my go to. But this time...This time was the first occasion I would call on my creatures for a while. I should make it eventful. And, I thought with a grin, fairies are too mainstream for this. So what else was there? I smiled as the thought came to, rather pleased with myself. Yeah, that should do nicely.

I flicked my wrist, unable to stop the growing beam spreading across my face as the dust showered up and over us. I glanced over to Comet with a smirk as the two creatures appeared, rising from the spray of golden flakes.

"Seriously witch girl?" She narrowed her eyes even though she was threatening to smile too. "Overkill, don't you think?"

"You have to dress for the occasion," I simply replied as I tossed an arm up in the air. "You coming? You only go roc flying once in your life."

I had summoned two rocs, the monumental birds of myth. They looked like eagles, but of course, larger. Much, much larger. The undersides of their feathers were rusty red, and their eyes shone with intelligence. I ran forward to pet their wings, and even though they pretended to look disgruntled, I could tell they were happy to see me too. Finally, something familiar that didn't try to kill me. I murmured instructions into their ears and they bowed their heads to allow me to climb on. I raised my eyebrows at Comet.

"Fine..." She grumbled,climbing onto her's after giving him a quick stroke. "But...Did you think of how we were going to get out of the room?"

I closed my eyes. Ah, there was always at least one thing I never thought through.

Robin POV

We watched through the wall of windows as Kumo got beat to the ground. She was trying valiantly but the monster was just too big and horrifying for a single person to manage. Even someone like Kumo, who had the forces of the sky behind her. Her dark pigtails whizzed through the air she tried to dodge yet another strike, and her fedora fell off as she failed. It was not looking good.

Starfire was nervously biting her nails beside me. "We must do something to help!" I knew she was right, but it felt like if we stepped in now, we would be intruding on a big moment for the sky maiden.

When I voiced this Beast Boy laughed slightly. "Well, dude, no offense, but I don't think she can appreciate the moment if she's dead." This was strangely blunt coming from Beast Boy.

Now that I thought about it, Beast Boy had been acting weird for a while. Uncharacteristically serious, slightly sarcastic, a bitter edge to his voice at odd times. I opened my mouth, wondering if I should say something about it when Cyborg yelped.

"What in the-What are they riding?" I followed his gaze out the window and saw Pixie and Comet on top of some sort of birds-what the heck were those?-, pressed down flat to the feathers, speeding towards town.

Pixie glanced over her shoulder and saw us staring out the window. She flashed a peace sign and mouthed something to me. Sorry Robin. Sorry for what? What was she apologizing for? I got my answer as a noise emitted out of Cyborg's metal arm. He tapped it quickly and then looked up, his eyes incredulous.

"What? The system is telling me there's a gigantic hole in the wall of the laundry room. How...?" He resumed tapping his arm as I groaned. She was paying for that. My eyes widened a bit as I saw what they were wearing. Where those...

"Superhero uniforms?" Raven finished my thought under her breath.

"But they are not heroes..." Starfire said quizzically. I mentally disagreed though, because we had no idea what they were.

The words 'superhero uniforms' were used very loosely. They could be virtually anything, though the usually involved spandex. Not always though, because the main point of them was to have something easy to fight in, as well as concealing your identity. Masks were sometimes used, but it was optional really. For example, Jaz didn't wear a mask or cape of any sort. Her costume was practical, simple, and not very flashy. Most people wouldn't mark it as a costume unless they knew her. Pixie and Comet's were similar.

Pixie stuck her yellow colour scheme, and her bright headband was still stuck firmly in her hair, keeping away the more wild tangles and curls. She had a red ribbon tied around her neck and her bracelet on her wrist. When had she gotten that away from me? Had she...Pick pocketed it when we were talking? The thought made me feel a mixture of amusement and unease. She had shrugged a dark blue sweater type thing over a yellow shirt, which was tucked into a skirt with blue trim. She wore a pair of practical brown boots on her feet. All in all, she looked like a college student maybe, but one ready for a fight.

Comet's outfit was more of a costume, and now I could tell why Jason had referred to her as 'the pilot'. She wore purple capri shorts with combat boots sticking out underneath. She had a black vest on over top a purple tank top. Her messy hair had been tied into a braid which swept over her back, her purple streak sticking out oddly. The most defining feature of the whole outfit was the pair of goggles strapped on over her head, like the kind an aviator might wear. Her purple brown eyes stared straight ahead, and though I couldn't catch her expression, her body language suggested she was excited.

As the reached the city, where the strange monster was still beating Kumo through the air, they leaped off their birds, who promptly melted away in golden dust. Comet adjusted her goggles while Pixie reached down the fix her boot. I had a feeling their expressions were dead serious and felt a chill run through me. This was something I would want to see.

Beast Boy echoed my thought. "Man, I wish we could be down there."

Raven raised her eyebrow and shrugged. She then raised one arm and enveloped us in her magic. My senses were filled with a strange darkness for a few seconds, but when it cleared we were standing on top of a nearby building with a perfect view of the events unfolding below.

Kumo had been kneeling on the sidewalk, trying to catch her breath when she saw the other two standing nearby. She gasped slightly when she saw their outfits but recovered in time to roll out of the way as the monster stomped where she had just been. She dove over to where Comet and Pixie were standing, breathing heavily.

"Dug out the costume again after all, h-huh witch girl?" She was panting as she delivered the line. Pixie chose to ignore it.

"You were getting seriously smacked down. What have you been doing these last few years?" Comet said snarkily.

Kumo seemed to suppress a smile and just shrugged. "Well...You guys here to help? 'Cause Domo won't wait for us forever."

"Yeah, let's go," Pixie said pulling her sleeves on tighter.

"You'll be alright? Won't collapse from lack of air in the middle of the battle?" Kumo raised her eyebrows.

Pixie gave her a withering look. "Don't worry about me. Just try not to get kicked around as much as you were a few minutes ago."

The monster was advancing on them rapidly now, his giant felt mouth turned into a permanent holler. The three girls faced him and I could feel that pressure in the air again. Just below the surface, but so thick you could swim in it. Kumo tilted her fedora with a grin. Comet rolled her eyes and pushed her braid of her shoulder. Pixie bit her lip, though she didn't look nervous, and twirled her hand. A strange eagle lion hybrid-griffin- erupted from the stream. The beast took off and Pixie hung onto one of it's talons.

"Race you losers!" She cried as she lifted off toward the monster.

Kumo smirked and summoned a large cloud, leaping onto of it and sailing towards the mutant. Comet simply tugged her goggles onto her eyes and blinked out of existence. Moments later I saw her burst into the air and throw herself on top of the hat. Soon all three were attacking fiercely.

Pixie glanced at the sky before letting go of her griffin and jumping onto one of the monsters tassels. She swung back and forth using the momentum to leap upwards. In midair she summoned large lizard type creature -a wyvern- to catch her. It carried her towards the felt hat that passed as the monster's head. It let her go and disappeared, giving her enough force to kick at the monster's mouth. She pushed off the kick and flipped backwards, falling through the air before a swarm of something rose up to catch her. As they dissolved into gold dust I could see insect like wings and guessed they were fairies of some sort. She continued on like this, summoning one creature, sending it away, jumping down, and summoning the next. She raced up and down the monster's tassels and legs. But I noticed she was hardly doing any of the running on her own. She was leaving all the exertion to the creatures, carefully pacing herself.

Comet's style of fighting made her seem almost...Bored. That was what her expression suggested. Indifference, annoyance, exasperation. But her actions were lithe and swift. She deftly avoided the monster's hits simply by ducking her head and swerving to the side. This was the first time I had truly seen her powers in action and I was extremely impressed. She continually disappeared and reappeared in a different location. At one point one of the tassels came dangerously close. Just as it was about to whack her she disappeared. It didn't seem like she teleported like she had before though. She appeared the next moment, across the street, in mid kick. It was like she had never been there in the first place. She was agile and strong, spinning around like a dancer, avoiding impact by mere glances. The whole time her goggles remained securely fastened over her eyes, her expression remaining calm as her braid flew all over the place.

Kumo was more like a dancer then any of them. She fell through one cloud straight to the next with grace someone would expect from a ballerina. Her kicks were high, so high she went nearly vertical. Once she only narrowly avoided a stomp from one of the rabbit's limbs by spinning away. She formed barriers made of clouds to deflect punches and dove under the creature's clumsy legs, tripping it. The way she kicked at the eyes seemed like an orderly sequence. Once when both the tassels flew out towards her she completely enveloped herself in clouds. But these were dark, the children of a storm. Flashes of lightning lit it up once in a while and rumbles of thunder issued out. The bundle of gloom flew apart to reveal the tassels burned away. Her sunglasses fell off, revealing her strange eyes for everyone to see. Her pig tails came loose as she fought and her hair flew around in dark waves, all the while, her fedora remaining neatly in place. She really was a great fighter, reminding me of why we had picked her.

"Something's wrong..." Raven muttered. I looked over at her surprised. They were doing amazingly. "They're out of sync."

Once she mentioned it I could see it. They avoided each other, working completely on their own. Their attacks weren't connected. They were whirlwinds of chaos, but little ones. They couldn't do separately what they could do together. Pixie had hopped onto the back of hippogriff and was looking behind her when she smacked into Comet. The two glared each other and started to argue. A giant foot came up to kick them and they were only narrowly saved when Kumo tackled them both out of the way. Of course, as soon as that was done, all three of them started to fight. They could have gotten things done ten times faster working together.

As it was, the monster did get taken down. It took a joined blow from all three girls, but this was a fluke, not on purpose. Kumo just happened to channel a torrent of clouds towards one leg while Pixie sent a strange vampire like creature at the next. At the same time Comet popped into the air right above the head and delivered a strong kick. The force took the monster down to it's knees, and while it was immobilized Comet swooped down and opened a rift. Kumo took the chance to push the monster in, but not before grabbing the hat. A pair of humongous rabbit legs swirled down the portal and out of existence.

Kumo regarded the hat in front of her, large enough to put on the head of Godzilla. "C-Can you shrink it again?" She asked Comet, breathing heavily.

The goggle wearing fighter raised her eyebrows. "Would you really want to keep it?"

Kumo licked her lips and replied hesitantly at first, then more firmly. "N-No...No. No, I wouldn't. You can burn it actually."

"Will do." Pixie raised her hand to summon the wyvern from before. When it appeared she motioned to it with her hand, which seemed to be the signal to torch everything in sight. When it was done breathing inferno on the street Pixie gave it a pat before dissolving. "Well, that didn't go so badly."

That's when Raven gasped. We all glanced over at her, puzzled. "Look at them..." She said, her hood fluttering down.

I took a good look at them, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. I looked a bit harder, and had to admit, the sight was impressive. Three girls, in yellow, blue, and purple, all of them with dark hair, tousled from the battle. Comet pushed her goggles to the top of her head again, her braid almost coming free. Kumo was slowly drifting back to the ground, her arms outstretched for balance. Pixie was having a flock of sprites lift her down , and there was golden dust all over her clothes, and especially in her hair. Comet sighed and tugged her braid out completely, muttering something to the others. They all turned to look at us, and that's when I saw it.

Three pairs of eyes. One with tints of purple, the other like a summer sky, and the last with flecks of glitter in them. All staring towards us with serious expressions in them. Kumo rested her hand on her hip, Pixie folded hands behind her back, and Comet just stood there with a smirk, her arms crossed. Yellow, blue and purple, three forces of nature in a row.

"I've heard their story before." Raven lifted her head. "Yellow, blue and purple. The girls of magic, sky, and stars. They're...Legends."

Heh. That's really cliche though. Just stopping to pose. Pfff...

Yeah, I think my story plotting might need a little work. This is kind of cliche.

Anyway, this was an early update, or early by my standards.

Peace and Pixies

~Pixies Between The Pages