So, I was still in the zone and I finished the next chapter. You are so very welcome. No need to praise me. . . Well if you must, you can . . . Anyways, if you read any of my other stories, yes, I am still working on them, and no, I do not have anything worthy of being uploaded yet. Sorry. I appreciate all the support I've have recieved while writing this, as well as all the reviews. Thank you so much! Well not you. . . Yes you. You know who you are. You read this and yet. . . you didn't . . . review. GASP! It's awful, I know! That is why you should review this time. Yes! I am talking to you! REVIEW! Pretty please. But first. . .

To RobRaealltheway () : I want to thank you first off for like almost always reviewing. It makes me happy. Second off, you really should just get an account because than I could just write an email to you like I do the other half of people who send me a good review. Now onto your actual review: Yes, she does still have her powers, that would've sucked had the gone away. And especially since she doesn't know that she needs to control her emotions, her powers are kind of out of her control. I wanted him to find her too, but I thought that would have been too predictable, and while predictability is nice sometimes, I like keeping people on heir toes. I have been trying to imagine her as a blonde ever since I wrote, and I am failing. But yeah. :) So there you go. Get an account!

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Thankfully I saw nothing of Mr. Mysterious on my way to school the next morning. Maybe he took the hint and now would leave me alone. My first three classes passed uneventfully and it wasn't until the fourth one that anything unusual happened.

"Excuse me? Mrs. Dether?" a voice on the intercom asked suddenly, interrupting her rant on something that supposedly was important. I was actually quite thankful for the break of her annoying voice.

"Yes?" the teacher asked dutifully, though she was clearly annoyed that she had to stop talking for something as trivial as the front office.

"Can you send Amy Reynolds to the front office? The guidance counselor would like a word," the voice continued, making me frown. I didn't really care for the guidance counselor. She reminded me of a bug, with her wide glasses and twitchy nose, and long arms. She just made me uncomfortable.

"She is on her way," Mrs. Dether answered, sounding bored, giving me a look. I sighed, standing up.

"Thank you," the voice said before beeping off.

"Mmm," was all that Mrs. Dether had to say. I began walking to the door before Cecilia spoke up.

"Maybe I should escort Amy there, because-" she began, but obviously Mrs. Dether didn't want anyone else missing her lecture.

"She'll be fine Miss Langston," she interrupted sternly, gesturing me to go on. I nodded and left the room, deciding to take me sweet time getting there. The halls were eerily quiet and empty as I headed down to the office. I was passing by the janitor's closet when suddenly hands appeared out of nowhere, pulling me in the dark, my last sight being a light exploding. I tried to scream but one of the hands was firmly over my mouth.

"We aren't going to hurt you," someone whispered in my ear, his hot breath making the hair on my neck stand up straight. Mr. Mysterious. Suddenly the light turned on and I stopped struggling. Four of the weirdest people were in front of me, one being Mr. Mysterious. The others were a large black guy with metal all over him, a guy whose skin, hair, everything was green, and a girl with flaming red her and green eyes.

"I'll admit it looks a little like her, but man, she is blonde and a little school girl," the black guy said to Mr. Mysterious. They had let me go, and now were all scrutinizing me. I would have tried to make a run for it, but Mr. Mysterious was there, and big black guy was blocking the exit.

"But look at her eyes, and the light? She still has her powers! This is definitely her. She blew up my motorcycle for god's sake!" he argued stubbornly. The green guy look pained.

"Dude, this is like Terra all over again!" he complained. Who was Terra?

"Not it's not, because we will get Raven back. She just needs to remember who she is. Whoever got her, apparently brainwashed her or something, even dyed her hair. Brainwashed everyone here I guess. A lot of effort, must be a pretty big plan," Mr. Mysterious continued.

"She still has her powers, that is a good sign," the redhead said, sounding like she was trying to be optimistic. I had to say something, get these freaks to leave me alone, something!

"Listen to me! I am not your friend Raven. My name is Amy, and I have no powers, whatsoever. So please, leave me alone," I begged, hoping at least one of them would see reason, even if Mr. Mysterious wouldn't. Instead they were all staring at me shocked… Well Mr. Mysterious wasn't. Instead he had a triumphant smirk on his face.

"What did I tell you?" he questioned the other three.

"You were right. It's her. She sounds exactly the same. Maybe we could do a DNA test just to make sure though," the black guy conceded. Making my eyes widen. DNA test? With blood? Thankfully Mr. Mysterious objected before I did.

"Probably wouldn't work. We don't even know what her DNA would look like considering everything," he reasoned. Considering everything? What did that mean? He turned to me, his expression thoughtful. He crouched low in front of me, so we were at eye level with each other. "What do you remember?" he asked suddenly. I bit my lip.

"I remember waking up in a hospital bed three days ago. I have amnesia and the doctor said being immersed with all my surroundings like school and home and stuff would be best and he released me to my parents," I explained, surprising myself at how easily I was talking to him. Why did he have this strange effect on me? It couldn't be just because he was good-looking.

"Parents? Who are your parents?" he continued questioningly.

"Colleen and Jim Reynolds," I answered silently cursing myself for having no self-control. I just wished I could shut myself up.

"Raven, listen to me-" he began gently, but I was tired of hearing that name.

"My name is Amy! It is not Raven!" I interrupted frustratingly.

"You are wrong. Your name is Raven. You are a Titan, one of the originals. You save lives everyday. You are an empath, you are like obsessed with tea, blue is your favorite color, and on your father brought along the end of the end of the world, but you saved the day and defeated him," he rambled. Never breaking eye contact. He honestly believed I did all this. It was impossible. "Does any of this sound familiar?" he questioned hopefully, but I just shook my head.

"What about us? Do you remember us?" the green guy asked, his tone just as hopeful.

"No," I answered firmly.

"I'm BeastBoy, remember? Garfield? You hate my jokes?" he continued determined to make me remember him. I just gazed blankly at him.

"And I'm Starfire! Dear friend, please say you remember! We like to hang out sometimes. You've even let me meditate with you countless times. We switched bodies once! I's how we became friends! Do you not remember?" the redhead interjected, gazing at me hopefully.

"And I'm Cyborg! You are like my little sister! You and I make fun on BeastBoy all the time," the black guy said, getting his word in there too. I just stared at them, nothing they were saying ringing a bell.

"Raven," MR. Mysterious began softly, making my eyes meet his, though he was still wearing sunglasses. We were inside a dark closet and he was wearing sunglasses . . . "Please. You got to remember. We need you. I need you. Don't you remember me at all? I'm Robin," he said gently. He continued only loud enough for me to hear. "We have a bond. Please remember me," he begged, his voice practically a whisper. I almost did want to believe them, just so they would stop staring at me with those wide, caring, concerned eyes.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly, feeling guilty, even though I had no reason to. All of their faces fell. Mr. Myst- or rather Robin as he introduced looked like I had just kicked him. I shouldn't have to feel this guilt. It wasn't my fault they had mistaken me for their friend.

"No! Not again!" the green one, BeastBoy, yelled before storming out of the closet. The redhead, Starfire, flew (yes, flew) out after him and the metal man, Cyborg, followed slamming the door behind him, leaving me and Robin alone in the closet. Even with it only being one against one, the odds were against me.

"I know it's you," he said quietly after a moment of just sitting there across from each other.

"But, it's not," I insisted gently. He shook his head stubbornly, running a hand through his dark hair.

"But it is! Your powers! How do explain that?" he continued, making me sigh and rub my eyes gingerly. "You, your powers, they blew up my motorcycle and that light!"

"Those were coincidences," I rationalized.

"I don't believe in coincidences, and neither do you," he said solemnly. "Why don't you believe me? Like you going to high school and being normal is any more believable than what I am telling you. You are not normal at all. You are unique and special and different and I need you to remember. Who else will keep me in line and stay up late with me and do all that you do? Why can't you realize you are so much more than this high school? You are hero, and a pretty damn good one too," he continued, talking more to himself, than to me. He looked so lost. I desperately wanted to comfort him, but I knew that if I did, it would only encourage him. I had to nip this in the bud.

"Look, I am sorry that you can't find your friend, but I promise, I am not her," I began gently and hesitantly. I bit my lip. "And even if I was her, how come everyone at this school knows me? How come Colleen and Jim know me to be their daughter? How come Tyler knows me to be his girlfriend?" I questioned, puasing when his head shot up.

"Girlfriend? That oaf is telling you your his girlfriend? Has he laid a hand on you at all?" he demanded, sounding angry. He sood up, his fists clenched. I stood up too, now wishing I hadn't mentioned Tyler at all.

"That doesn't matter! It is none of your business!" I insisted, now getting frustrated. "I am not Raven!" I repeated for what must have been the millionth time. Suddenly the bulb on the string above us blew up. I groaned.

"Another coincidence?" he asked sarcastically. I blindly tried to find the door handle, to no success. Suddenly light blinded me as Robin easily opened the door. I stumbled out, trying to move as fast as possible. I was about to take off, when Robin grabbed my arm. "Oh no you don't," he began but suddenly there was an extremely loud boom and a few screams from near the front of the school.

"It wasn't me!" I yelled defensively. He just took my hand and took off towards the front. There was a huge gaping hole where the wall used to be. Crawling through it were some of the most ridiculous people I had ever seen. One of them was huge, looking to be purely made of stone. Another was a fat man with red hair and tin eyes. Another was a scrawny man in a white outfit and a light attached to his forehead. Another one was a little boy with green goggles, and another was a blue dude with a top hat. There was also a huge man that looked like one of those evolutionary posters, somewhere between human and ape. Lastly there was a guy completely covered up in a suit, a mask of a white skull with a red x slashed across it. Robin stiffened instantly.

"Cinderblock? Control Freak? Dr. Light? Gizmo? Mumbo? Mammoth? Red X? That's about the strangest group I have ever seen," The metal guy, Cyborg said suddenly appearing by us, Starfire and Beastboy right behind him. What type of names were those?

"X, doesn't seem like your type of crowd," Robin said to the guy with the skull mask.

"Come on kid, don't put me with them. I just wanted to see if it was true," he replied easily, his voice sounding to have been electronically disguised.

"If what was true?" Robin asked confused, stepping in front of me protectively, and unlike when Tyler did the same thing, I actually did feel safer.

"We all heard that Raven was here with no memory, no control over her powers, completely vulnerable," he replied. I sucked in a breath. If they all thought I was Raven . . . They did't seem like the good guys . . . "We are here for revenge."

OMG! What will happen now? No, seriously. What will happen? Because have no clue. . . Lol yeah. Hope you enjoyed. Rate. Review .Comment. Criticize. Suggest.

-DRA