Disclaimer: I do not own the teen titans, but i do own all the members of The Eight.

Kristy waited on the sidewalk in the pouring rain. She hated having to do this, but she has to in order to survive.

She ran away from her father years ago. She swore she would never return to him…and she never did.

Now she stands in the rain waiting for a customer.

Eventuality a car pulled up to the curve where she was.

Kristy made a smile as she ran to the car. Even though she hated this it was still better than standing out in the rain.

She opened the door and sat next to the driver. "Ok," she said, "its fifty bucks for the basic stuff. However if you want to do any freaky stuff it will be two hundred. Do we have a deal?"

"Are you happy?" the driver asked.

Kristy look at the driver with a confused look. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I asked are you happy, because if you are then get out of my car."

"Oh great," Kristy thought as she started to get out of the car, "another idiot who thinks they can 'save' me form the streets."

"Look," Kristy said, "go 'save' someone else."

As Kristy walked away from the car she notices that the driver got out and was following her.

She then quickly went for the handheld Taser in her back pocket. It was the one that didn't shoot out but instead had to be pressed up against the person you wanted to shock. Perfect for a mugger or attempted rapist.

"GET BACK!" she yelled as she thrust the Taser at him.

The driver however was too fast for her and quickly grabbed her arm.

Kristy stared to panic. "LET ME GO OR I'LL SCREAM!"

The driver then put his hand over her mouth. "Listen to me. I'm trying to he-"

Before he could finish Kristy bit his hand so hard she drew blood. As the driver pulled his hand back she slammed the back of her head against his face.

As his grip on her loosened she made a run for it, but before she got far she felt a pick on her leg. As she looked down she saw a dart embedded in her leg.

She felt so sleepy.

Mad Mod was nervously walking through the city constantly looking over his shoulder. He heard the rumors and now he was heading for the bus station for a ticket out of the city.

He thought about his escape plan and giggled to himself on how smart it was.

Instead of trying to escape undercover and in the dark he was going to do it in the open at daytime.

He knew that all the pictures of him were of his younger self with his bright red hair. Now all he looked like was a harmless old man walking through the city. Sometimes the best way to hide is in plain sight.

"One ticket please." Mad Mod asked in his best American accent. Over the past few days he had been teaching himself to get rid of his British accent so he could blend in more. So far it had worked like a charm.

He then sat down on the bench in the bus station waiting for his ride to come. "I'm almost out of here." he thought, "There is no way that the Eight could find me now."

Kristy woke up on a bed in a nice looking room with a window in it.

"What the hell?" she thought.

As she got up she noticed that there was a set of nice clothes on a chair next to the bed with a note on it. She also notices that she was still in the wet clothes she was wearing in the rain.

Kristy carefully got out of bed and picked up the note.

"I felt it would be rude of me if I dressed you myself. I hope they are your size. As soon as you are ready I would like you to join me for dinner." The note said.

"Oh crap." Kristy thought, "This guy is crazy. He's probably one of those rich psychos who like to play with his victims before he kills them."

As she was thinking about how she would escape a smell hit her nose. She didn't know what kind of food it was but it sure smelled good. And as much as she didn't want to admit it those new clothes did look confortable and dry compared to her old wet ones.

"What the hell am I doing." She thought as she started to get dressed. "I'm just falling into his trap."

Kristy slowly opened the door. She poked her head out and saw a table with two plates full of food.

As she cautiously walked towards the table the driver walked in from the kitchen carrying a basket of bread.

"Good," he said, "you're awake."

Kristy froze in fear. "Oh crap! What am I going to do?"

"Oh, before I forget." the driver then reached into his pocket and pulled out Kristy's Taser. "Here you go."

He walked over to her and held out the Taser. "Don't worry it still works."

Kristy was officially dumbfounded. First this guy drugs and kidnaps her; then he gives her clothes, food, and her Taser.

"I give up." She thought taking the Taser from him, "might as well enjoy the food."

Kristy ate as if she hadn't eaten in years. She had survived on fast food for so long that she couldn't even remember the last time she had a home cooked meal. While she was eating she occasionally look up at the driver. He didn't even touch his food; he just looked at her with a blank expression.

As she finished her meal the driver finally spoke. "Sorry I drugged you, but I felt that you weren't going to come with me willingly." He said as he held up one of his hands with a bandage on it. "You've got some pretty sharp teeth."

"Oh…well you shouldn't have grabbed me." Kristy snaped backed.

"Fair enough, do you want to know why I brought you here?"

Kristy nodded, it was the one thing she wanted to know from the beginning.

The driver then pulled out a picture. "Do you remember him?"

Kristy gasped as she saw the picture. She remembers him alright. A few days ago he was one of her customers. However he was getting too rough and she Tasered him so hard that he had a heart attack and died in the car.

The driver smiled, "He was some hotshot lawyer who was doing a case against the mob. I was hired to kill him for $10,000, but it looks like you beat me to the punch."

Kristy froze in fear. He was a hit man who was pissed that she took his job from him and now he was going to kill her.

"GET BACK!" she yelled as she jumped from her chair.

"Sit down please I'm not mad."

"Then why did you bring me here?" she yelled.

"Two reasons, first I want to give you the money. It's only fair since you were the one that killed him." He said as he threw her a paper bag.

Kristy caught and opened the paper bag and saw it was full of money.

Her jaw dropped.

"Second," the driver continued, "I would like you to join my team."

Mad Mod looked at his watch. Only five more minuets till his bus came.

As he waited a girl walked up to him.

"Just a lass," Mad Mod thought, "no reason to get worked up."

Before he could react the girl covered his mouth with one hand and plunged her Taser into his chest.

The average Taser uses 10,000 volts to stun its victims. The girl's Taser used 100,000 volts. She also wore special gloves so she wouldn't get shocked herself.

Mad Mod struggled for a second before finally going limp.

Eel checked his pulse…nothing.

"Owl, come in."

"What is it Eel?"

"Target is down."

"Good work. Let's go."

As she calmly waked out of the bus station she went up to the front desk.

"Excuse me, could you make sure that no one bugs my grandpa while I go get us some food. The bus ride was so long and he's really tired." She said as she pointed to Mad Mod's body still sitting on the bench.

"No problem miss." The man at the front desk said.

"Thank you."

As Eel went outside she thought about the day that Owl and her first met. The day that Kristy died and Eel was born.