~~~~~KRYSTALYN'S POV~~~~~~~

After we finished our pizza, Starfire wanted to walk around the city. She dragged us all over the place, unable to make up her mind on where exactly she wanted to go.

"You know, there's next to nothing at the tower when it comes to food," I thought aloud. "Why don't we shop for something?"

"Oh, yes!" Star cheered. "That would much fun!"

The boys looked at each other, having a mental conversation. "You girls can go ahead and shop. We'll head back to the tower, and, um..." Cyborg trailed off, looking to the others.

"Oh, no you don't," I said, grabbing Robin's wrist, while Star grabbed Cyborgs, and Raven grabbed Beastbotys.

"But friends, it will be fun!" Starfire exclaimed.

"And if I have to suffer through shopping, so do you." Raven glared, and B gulped.

"Besides," I said, "we need someone to carry our bags for us."

"Y'all got powers," Cyborg grumbled. "Why not use 'em?"

I stopped in my tracks, and turned to face the boys, who were restraining as much as they could. "You should be ashamed," I scolded. "In my day, the men were gentlemen. They jumped at the chance to carry a lady's bags." I sighed dramatically. "What has this world come to?"

"That was in your day, Krystalyn. This is the 21st century," Beastboy laughed.

I sniffled, giving the boys puppy dog eyes. "B-but... I... I'm new to this city, and we...." I sniffled again, feeling my eyes get watery.

"Are you.... crying?" Beastboy asked, his eyes wide.

"No," I said, turning away, and rubbing my eyes. I glanced at Raven and Starfire, and saw that they were seeing through my charade. How I was able to fool the boys, and not Starfire will be a mystery for the rest of eternity.

"Well... I guess we can go with you girls," Robin said. "I mean, it's not gonna kill us."

"But... video games," Beastboy and Cyborg whined.

"You know, if you come with us, you can pick out the food," I taunted.

That did it. The roles were reversed, as the guys started dragging us to the nearest grocery store. I laughed at their enthusiasm, and skipped along with them.

"So what do you guys have in mind? Whatever you choose, I'll fix it tonight," I said thoughtfully. I was in a cooking mood.

"You're cooking?" Cyborg asked.

"I'd be careful if I were you," a thick english accent said. "She might burn the place down."

The Titans spun around, on their guard. I, however, froze, reconizing the deep, seducting tone.

"Julius," I greeted, still facing away. "What are you doing here?"

I could feel his glare on my back, daring me to turn and face him.

"What do you think, Miss Moore?" Julius spat.

"Using formalities, I see," I said, spinning to face him.

"Miss Moore?" I heard Beastboy whisper. I shot him a glare, and he zipped his lips.

"What did you expect? For me to welcome you with open arms?" he shouted.

I raised my chin, glaring. "Mr. Thomas, please don't raise your voice. We are in a public place."

"Don't raise my voice? Don't raise my voice?!" he screamed. "You have a lot of explaining to do. Why did you leave? How are you able to walk in the sun?"

"Mr. Thomas, perhaps this is not the right place to discuss-"

I couldn't finish my sentence, because at that moment, Julius shifted into his werewolf form, baring his teeth and growling. He was huge, taller than Cyborg. His fur was a dusty brown, and his fangs were larger than my forearm. His eyes glowed red, the usual color for the wolves.

The citizens around us gasped, and began screaming and running around. The Titans stared, shocked, at my former friend.

"Get the people as far away as possible," I said coldly, not taking my eyes off of Julius.

"Krystalyn, what about you?" Starfire asked.

"I'll be fine," I assured. "Vampires are faster than dogs." Julius roared, clearly upset about my comment, and I smirked. "You always did have an anger problem, Julie."

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my friends ushering the innocent people out of harms way.

Julius seemed to be trying to hold back, but soon pounced, aiming right towards me.

I jumped back, making the giant wolf create a crater in the street. Oops.

I used my supernatural speed to run and jump on the wolves back, wrapping my arms around the massive beasts throat.

While vampires may be faster, werewolves were stronger. A vampires mind can do a million things at a time, but when a wolf is in form, they have instincts. Really, we were evenly matched. It was just a matter of our drive.

I wanted - no, needed - to win, to save my new friends, and protect my new home.

Julius was probably here on Jeremy's order, which meant that if Julius lost, he would most likey be beaten.

We both had the skill. We both had the will power. We both had the strength. The only thing I had on him was experience.

Julius wasn't the normal werewolf. He was bitten on a full moon, making him a mutt, per say. The more common ones, were those who were born into the bloodline. Normally, the mutts weren't as strong, but they made up for it in their immortality. Jeremy was a mutt. He had been alive for almost as long as I have, and had had plenty of time to work on his fighting skills. Since Julius was the only other mutt in the group, Jeremy had taken him under his wing and taught him himself.

This was bad news for me. Even though Julius is young, only three years (as in three years being a mutt), Jeremy had taught him much.

"Every wolf has a weak spot. It's different for all of us, but we have one all the same." Jeremy cupped my face in his hands, and I blushed. "The weak spots instantly make us freeze, paralyzing our bodies for an amount of time. It just depends on how much pressure is used, and how long you hold it down."

"If every wolf has one, where's yours?" I asked.

He only smirked, before kissing my nose, and walking away. "Time will tell, my dear Krystalyn. Time will tell."

I shook my head rapidly, trying to focus. A weak spot, eh?

Since my attempt at choking the monster was failing, I began to poke my old friends form, getting frustrated.

Finally, on my eleventh try, I pressed down behind his ears, and felt Julius shudder. I pressed harder, and the poor wolf dropped with a thud. I sighed in relief, and stepped aside.

"Robin!" I called, and he jogged over. "Can I borrow your cape?"

"M-my cape?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.

I nodded. "Since he's knocked out, he'll transform back soon," I informed him. "And his clothes...well..." I motioned towards the tattered shirt and pants lying on the street, and Robin nodded, getting the picture.

Reluctantly, he shed his beloved cape, and handed it to me. I carefully draped it over the giant wolf, and waited for it to transform back to the human.

"Who was that?" Beastboy asked, jogging over to us.

"Julius Thomas," I answered. "A three year old mutt, beta in the Fangs. Jeremy's right hand man."

Robin narrowed his eyes at me. "Who's Jeremy?"

"My werewolf ex," I sighed. "I told you about him, that night at the ball."

Robin grumbled incoherent words under his breath, and I looked at him questioningly. However, he ignored me, so I gave up with a shrug.

"What's he doing here, though?" Cyborg asked.

I looked Julius up and down. He was still in his wolf form, but should change back any second. "He was sent to track me down. I told you, I'm wanted. If it were anyone else, I could've talked them into telling Jeremy a lie," I stated. "But, since it's Julius... once he wakes up, he'll do his best to get away and go straight to Jeremy. Then it's only a matter of days, maybe hours, until the rest of the gang catch up."

"You mean that, possibly, in a few days, we could have a whole army of werewolves and vampires invading Jump City?" Raven asked in disbelief.

I nodded. "Or, I could go with him, and serve my punishment for leaving the Fangs." I shrugged. "I always knew I would have to someday. I just didn't think it would be this soon."

"So that's it?" Robin asked. "Just like that?"

I whipped around, giving him a cold stare. "You think I'm giving up? I've been running for three years," I said softly, falling to the ground. "This isn't me giving up. It's me facing reality." I jumped when Julius shifted beside me. The cape covered him, so I didn't bother touching him for the moment.

"You know what I say to reality?" Raven said harshly. She raised her hand, and Julius rose into the air, thankfully with the black cape still wrapped around. "Screw it."

My friends all smiled at me, looking excited.

"Wh-what are you guys thinking?" I asked.

"We're not going to lose you, when you just became a Titan," Robin said, smiling at me.

"You realize that it's impossible to win, right?" I said. "If we let Julius go, he goes straight to Jeremy. If we kill - er, hold him captive, Jeremy will begin to realize that his beta isn't going to check in."

"We'll find a way," Robin assured.

"Hey, dudes!" Beastboy called, and we looked to see him waving a smartphone in the air. "Look what I found with his clothes!"

I ran over with unhuman speed, and took the phone out the green boys hands. He yelped when I appeared out what seemed like nowhere, and jumped back.

"This is not fair," I whined. "I never got a smartphone!"

"Krystalyn, I really don't think that matters right now," Raven sighed.

I scrolled through the contacts, until I found the number I was looking for. I handed the phone to Robin, who looked confused.

"What do you want me to do with this?" he asked.

"When Clair answers, tell her that Mr. Chesters house is on fire down the street," I told him. "She'll make up excuses, saying you have the wrong number, or something, but keep insisting. She should ask for me eventually, and when she does, you can give me the phone."

"What?" he asked. "Why would I do that?"

"Clair is my sister," I informed him. "She has a special gift, so Jeremy would keep her by his side at all times. Mr. Chester's house being on fire is a code we came up with a few decades ago. Just make sure you dial star sixty-seven."

He sighed, but dialled the number anyway. While he was on the phone, I turned to Raven. "We have to find something to do with him," I said, motioning to Julius who was still floating in the air.

"We could take him to the prison," Cyborg suggested. "At least for now, anyway. There are a few cells built for super strength prisoners."

I nodded. "Sounds good. We'll have to get him there soon, though. I don't know how long he'll be knocked out."

"Krystalyn," Robin said, tapping my shoulder. He held out the phone, and I took a deep breath before answering.

"Yes?" I said into the phone.

"Krys!" a small voice squeled. "Where have you been? Do you know how worried Damien and I have been?"

"Clair, calm down," I tried to shush her. "Are you alone?"

"Yes," she sighed. "By the way, who was that? He sounded cute."

"Clair!" I scolded.

She sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I know, a girl should be modest, blah blah blah. I've heard it before."

I shook my head, even though she couldn't see. "Does Julius call Jeremy directly to check in?" I asked.

She snorted, and I winced at the unlady-like gesture. She was such a 21st century girl. I just wish she would stay in our time, instead of going with the trends. "Of couse he doesn't. He may be Jeremy's favorite, but the only person he cared to talk to on the phone was you, and you know it. Even then, he didn't want to."

"Well, who does he call to check in?" I asked, ignoring her comment. From the looks of my friends, I knew they could hear.

"He calls me, of course."

"You?" I asked, disbelieving.

"Sure," Clair said. "I've really moved up the ranks since you left three years ago, sister dear. I just wish Jeremy didn't scare me so much."

I sighed. "You'll get used to it," I told her. "But, since you're the one taking Julie's calls, can you do me a teensy favor?"

"Let me guess. He found you."

I sighed. "Yeah. I took him down, but I knew that if he didn't check in, it would cause trouble."

"Well, he is the best tracker we have. I was surprised it took him this long," Clair said. "But, it is you, so... Yeah, I can cover. But only until next week, because the whole gang is rendezvousing for the monthly meeting."

"I thought that only happened on the nights of the full moon?" I thought.

"It used to be, up until about a month ago," Clair told me. "For some reason, Jeremy changed it."

I pursed my lips. "Alright. I'll figure something out. Thanks, sister."

"No problem. And sis?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you ever come back?" she asked. "Please?"

I sighed. This is why I hadn't tried to contact any of my siblings. I knew they would beg me to come back. "Clair, no. I don't want to be a killer anymore."

"I understand," she said, but I knew she didn't. "I have to go. Jeremy is getting suspicious."

"Okay. But tell Jeremy that Julius never found me in in California. Say that he tracked my scent to... Mexico or something," I begged.

"Way ahead of you. Bye sissy," Clair sighed, and I could hear the sadness in her voice.

"Goodbye. I love you," I told her, and hung up.

I turned to face my friends, who pretended to act busy. "I know you heard everything. No need for the show," I pointed out. They looked at me sheepishly, and I sighed. "Let's just get this guy to jail. We have to figure something out by next week, otherwise, we're doomed."

They all nodded, and lead the way to the prison.

"So, Clair is your sister," Robin said, walking beside me.

I nodded. "Yep. We've never separated before this."

"I'm sorry," Robin said, and lightly put his hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged. "Well, you know. I asked her before I left, if she wanted to come with. I asked my brother, Damien, too. They declined. Not my fault."

He smiled. "Well, if you ask me, I think you made the right choice."

I ginned. "Me too."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(A/N)

Alright guys, this is early, because I won't be able to update next week. Long story short, I'm in a bet where I can't use any electronics for a week.

I WILL WIN.

But yeah. I hope you liked this chapter :)

Vote?

Comment?

Fan?

LOVE YOUUUU