Teen Titans the Beginning- Alternate Story

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Starfire- Part 2

Robin stared down at the ground. The pavement seemed so far away, thought she wasn't that high into the air. He knew why she wasn't that high up. She was weak. He looked up at her while she held on to his jacket. Her eyes were a glowing green, but slightly opened and very weak. He could feel her grip loosening. Where exactly had she come from? The sky, he knew that. But where? Was she an alien, some type of Martian? He intended on finding out. He wasn't going to resist her, though he could see all of his friends chasing after them. Raven looked like she was ready to leap into the sky. Barbara's blond hair flowed with the wind as she came to a stop. She looked directly in to Robin's eyes with an expression of sadness on her face. Robin didn't resist because he knew pretty soon that her arms and legs would give out and she would…

Starfire went plummeting to the ground.

"Alright." Robin said with a sigh. He reached into his pockets, pulled out a small, spherical object and tossed it into the air. He only had one hand to use because he was holding on to her. The spherical object released a bright, red smoke like energy that encased around Robin and the female right before they hit the ground. It floated just about the ground for two seconds, keeping the two in its bubble and then it released, letting them fall to the ground. Robin took a deep breath and let it out.

"It's always good to have tools when you need them." He whispered.

Cyborg, Raven and Barbara stopped at him.

"Are you okay, man?" Cyborg asked, rubbing the back of his head. "Little lady could've killed you."

"Yeah right." Robin shook his head and stood up with her in his arms. She looked pale and thin like she hadn't eaten in days and her red hair was messy and dirty.

"Who is she?" Barbara leaned forward, staring at her like she belonged in a circus or a museum. "Is she alive?"

"She's breathing." Raven said, pointing out the obvious. "Maybe we should get her back to the mansion."

"Yeah and maybe we can find out who she is when she wakes up." Cyborg agreed.

"That's if she wakes up."

The mansion was silently as it usually was. Everyone was out doing their normal line of work. Cyborg watched television on the sofa in the living room. Raven was sitting behind the couch meditating. Alfred was cleaning the kitchen and Barbara was straightening out the books in the library. She pushed her reading glasses up on her face as she did. She picked up a small book that looked like it belonged to a child and noticed Robin's little signature on it. He must have been six or seven when he wrote it. This Book Belongs to: Dick Grayson. She smiled at the sloppy penmanship. She sat down at the wooden table and stared at the cover of the book. It was one she hadn't seen before. "The Bat and Bird" was the title, written by: Dick Grayson. So he had written a little child's book when he was younger. That was adorable. She skimmed through it. It was only pictures that he had drawn of bats and birds together, but there were no words. She wondered how he was when he was younger. If he ever smiled, if he ever laughed. If he played games and had lots of fun, instead of just moping around and locking himself up in his room. It must have hurt when his parents died while he was so young. It must have been hard getting used to life without them and having to grow up with such an icon, striving to be like them in every manner. Then… losing them. She shook her head with a sigh and set the book aside, wishing that there was someway she could comfort him. He wouldn't let her if she tried.

Robin paced around in the infirmary. No one had used the infirmary since that horrible night. Where is Bruce! He didn't like being there. It brought back too many painful memories, memories that he had long ago wanted to just forget. He imagined Bruce being there, making him feel safe again. He would know just what to do for the female. He didn't even know her name. He didn't know where she had come from, how she had gotten there. All he knew was, she was there, and it was his job to take care of her. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed that she'd been placed in. Her hair was sprawled out over the pillow. A soft breeze blew through the window, sending a shiver down Robin's back. If he was cold, she had to be cold. He pulled the sheet up over her shoulders. She was beautiful.

As he was getting up to leave, the girl stirred. Robin turned back to her just as she was opening her eyes. She opened them just slightly.

Where was she? Her vision was blurred and the room was too bright for her eyes to adjust immediately. She didn't feel at home… and she was cold and hungry. Was she safe? Well, it was clear that she wasn't dead. She rubbed her head and tried to sit up, but she wasn't able to. Robin rushed to her side.

"Whoa, whoa, take it easy." He told her. "Just relax. No one is going to hurt you."

She allowed Robin to adjust her pillow before lying back down. Slowly her vision returned to her. She listened to his words, unable to understand clearly what he was saying. Only the small words that she had learned back home, called English, stuck out to her. She shook her head, getting more confused as he spoke.

"My name is Robin. I live here… this is my home. What's your name? Where are you from?"

Starfire shook her head. Was he asking her questions? She grabbed his head, pulled him to her and kissed him softly. Robin pulled away almost immediately.

"What the hell!" he wiped his mouth. "What was that for?"

"I am Koriand'r." the female spoke. "I understand you now. I come from the planet Tamaran, where I was to be queen. You may call me Starfire."

"Starfire?" he nodded. "How did you fall?"

"My sister…" her face turned red with the word. She didn't want to think about her evil sister, those sapphire eyes and those evil doings. She wanted to forget about her sister. Where was she? "Where is this place?"

"This is planet earth. I thought you knew that; you said it last night."

"I do not recall." She examined her clothes, a long white dress. She had been taken out of her regular clothing and put into the clothes of the humans. No one was to touch her unless given permission. She pulled the shit off of her and climbed out of the bed. Unable to keep her balance, her knees buckled. Robin caught her and held her up. She held on to his shoulders to keep her position.

"Got it?" he asked. And she gave him a nod with a sweet smile on her face.

"I was taken captive by my sister." She explained, stepped back from Robin and keeping her feet placed firmly n the ground. "I had to escape anyway possible. She is now the Queen. I can never return." She seemed saddened by the though. Robin knew how it felt to be a failure, to lose everything that you knew in loved in a matter of seconds. He didn't think that anyone deserved to fill that kind of pain. No one deserved to be taken out of their homes and forced into another environment. It wasn't fair.

Starfire sighed.

"Are you hungry?" Robin held out his hand to her. She smiled and took it. Just as they were leaving the room, Barbara was passing them, with the book that she had looked through earlier in her hands. She stopped suddenly and put the book behind her back.

"She's awake!" she said loudly like the girl wasn't even there to hear her. "That's great!" She poke loudly and slowly. "My name is Bar-ba-ra. I am from planet earth. What is your name?"

"She's not death. Stop shouting."

Starfire giggled. "I am Starfire." She smiled. "You do not have to talk so separately. I understand your words."

"Oh." Barbara's face turned red in embarrassment. "Good. I was just about to make breakfast. Do you want to join me?"

"Wait, I don't know about this." Robin held Starfire back. Her breakfast wasn't always up to par. It looked like she threw food items together, mixed them in a blender, and then fried them on the stove. He didn't want vomit all over his kitchen floor. He didn't want to smell the foul scent coming from the food that they cooked. He followed them downstairs to the kitchen, but he didn't go in, instead he stood at the doors and watched as Barbara snagged food from the cabinets, preparing to create a delicious meal. Her instincts were good, but her ingredients weren't so much. She mixed attempted to make chicken casserole, but they didn't have all the ingredients she needed, so she improvised. She replaced mushrooms with tuna and condensed cream of chicken soup with water. Not only did she not use the right mixtures, but she added some of her own: peas, chopped carrots, guacamole. Robin could hardly stand to watch. He covered his hands over his nose. His whole face turned green and cheeks puffed up. He rushed to the bathroom.

"Mm." Starfire smiled. "It smells delicious." She waited by the stove with Barbara, sharing in a most needed conversation. They talked about the mansion, the earth, how everything was going to be different from her, the team that she should be apart of, them moving to a new house, and the deepest subject of all was Robin. When he stepped into the doorway, they both stopped talking, exchanged glances and laughed.

"What?" he checked his clothes and shoes. "Did I do something funny?" he shrugged his shoulders.

Just as Barbara was about to answer him, the timer on the stove went off. She pulled it open and, with her mitts snuggly on her hands, she pulled out the dish that looked like it had been spat up by a sea monster. Cyborg and Raven appeared in the doorway. Alfred stepped up behind them. Noticing what was going on, he sighed deeply.

"Oh dear." He said. "I'll get a mop."

"Do you think she will eat it?" Cyborg asked, Raven. Raven examined how she stared at the food with twinkles in her eyes like she had never seen anything so amazing. She didn't even allow it to cool off before stuffing her hands into the large glass and digging out a handful of the disgusting casserole.

"Oh my God." Robin watched her put the mouthful in her mouth and gulp it down. "I think I'm going to be sick." He ran from the kitchen and headed towards the bathroom. Raven laughed.

"Mm!" Starfire jumped into the air with a smile on her face. Her mouth was smudged with the casserole like a painting and she stuffed more in her mouth. "This is most delightful! Try some earthlings?"

"No!" Cyborg backed away. "No thank you."

"Okay." She shrugged and dug in for more.

Barbara, smiling, pleased with herself walked over to the doorway and stood beside Raven. She crossed her arms and stared at the young girl, who looked very much like a child at that moment, scuff down the remains of the food. She must have been starving.

"See?" Barbara smiled. "I'm going to be a chef one day."

"She ate the whole thing." Raven stared in awe.

"She eats like a man!" Cyborg said with a smile on his face. "I could get used to having her around."

"Shoot me now." Raven walked away. Cyborg followed her. Starfire turned to Barbara with the bowl held out in her hands.

"More please!" she smiled.