Author's note:

10/23/15

After 4 years, here is a continuation of this fic. I know it's not the most exciting, but I really wanted to capture Terra's first moments as Slade's apprentice.

Additionally, the first chapter has been updated to reflect my current writing style, because I cringed when rereading it ahaha.

Enjoy!

Not wanting to trigger her powers, Terra forced herself to breathe deeply as she racked her memories and looked at her surroundings.

This bed is so soft… That was definitely odd. She had not had the luxury of a comfortable place to sleep for a long while; even though she had been loaned the T-tower's sofa for an evening, sleeping had been minimal for Terra that night. That's right… the Titans! How had she forgotten?

Oh man, with me being kidnapped, (or whatever this is) Beast Boy and the others are probably worried sick right no- Oh, yeah. Right.

Her haziness was beginning to fade and her memory was becoming clearer. Right-o, she thought grimly. Things didn't go like I planned. So I got out of there. The Titans were not as how she had imagined; they were not to be trusted. At all.

Recalling her final moments with the Teen Titans only angered her, so Terra focused her thoughts to what occurred shortly after. Slade found me. And like everything else, they lied about him, too.

That was all that Terra could remember of the previous day. She had agreed to let the older man train her and that was all she could recollect. She must have been led through the desert to wherever she was now, although she had no memory of doing such. Wasn't a kidnapping after all, the teenager thought dryly.

Terra was so immersed in her that thoughts that she almost didn't hear a faint tapping on her door. Knockknock. A few seconds pause. Knockknock. Another hesitation. Knockknock.

Terra knew she should call out a reply, but the words were stuck in her dry throat. Instead, she scrambled out from the multiple heavy blankets and staggered towards the large wooden (Is that oak?) door. Before she reached it however, Terra tumbled over her boots that had been set beside the massive bed.

As she slid and received a slight rug burn from the thick, luscious, and (most likely expensive) navy blue carpet, a delectable aroma wafted from the door. Terra was unable to place what precisely the delicious smell was, but it caused her empty stomach to grumble nonetheless.

Mouth now watering, Terra sprung to her feet and raced to the door in hopes of discovering the source of the scent. Uncertain if someone remained standing on the other side, Terra cautiously pulled the door open.

Nobody was there, but what was waiting for her in the corridor was a wide teacart stacked high with varieties of breakfast foods. Pancakes, waffles, bacon, eggs, toast, fresh fruit, orange juice, milk, tea… That's why I couldn't figure out the smell!

Terra's blue eyes widened as they darted across the tray. Was this really for her? Even if it wasn't, Terra felt near famished and had already begun to dive into the meal. Ignoring the silverware placed neatly beside the large pile of food, Terra dug her grubby fingers in and shoved handfuls into her mouth.

After bingeing until her hunger subsided enough to allow rational thought again, Terra wiped her hands & face on a napkin and then rolled the cart into her room.

There, she sat on the enormous bed with its cream colored linens and nibbled on toast as she glanced about the ornate chamber. Whoever owns this joint must be looooaded, she mused. Or maybe this is a hotel… Whatever, all I know is I like this place! she thought as she reached for a cheese Danish.

The Danishes bordered the forks and atop the forks was a folded stationary note. It was evident that being located on the utensils meant that the note was meant to be read first, but with Terra's eating habits it was fortunate that she had found it at all.

It read:
Please enjoy. Master Slade will visit your quarters shortly after you complete your meal to discuss the matter of your lessons. See to it that you dress yourself; your clothes have been cleaned and are in the wardrobe.

The note, along with the abundance of food, reminded her of her princess days and being waited on. Terra rolled her eyes at the thought; she was glad to have left that life behind her.

Terra quickly reread the note to make sure she hadn't missed anything. At the mention of her clothing she only now realized that she was wearing a plain white t-shirt that was thin and worn. It seemed to be a grown man's shirt, as it was quite large and was more of a dress on Terra. Had Slade undressed her and changed her clothing? Had it been the author of the note? No matter who had done it, a stranger had seen her near-naked. How embarrassing!

'Slade will accompany you shortly…' How much time did she have until he walked in on her? She really didn't want anyone to see her in this disheveled state. Terra rushed to the dresser to retrieve her clothing and dressed herself as fast as possible. Just as she slipped her shirt on, Slade came into the room.

"Good afternoon, Terra. Sit down, we have many matters discuss."