~Krystalyn's POV~

I crept my way to the door, hoisting the duffel bag higher up on my shoulder. As I reached for the door, someone behind me cleared their throat. I jumped and spun around, throwing the duffel to the floor, and prepared to attack. However, I froze when I saw the person I was faced with - Robin.

How had I not heard him? I wasn't paying enough attention, that had to be it. But, as I listened closer, I could still hear his heartbeat at a constant rythm, which wasn't normal.

"Going somewere?" he asked, crossing his arms.

I licked my lips nervously, looking down. "I don't have to explain myself to you, Robin."

"Krystalyn, I told you," he said, taking a step towards me. "You don't have to leave. We're your friends, and we'll help you with any problem you have."

I shook my head, picking my bag back up. "Not with this. The cost would be too great." I started walking towards the door again, but as I reached it, black shadows seemed to cover the entire tower, and everything around me. Raven seemed to materialize out of a wall, and the darkness went away.

"The door won't be an option," she said. "And you forgot something." My mother's ring materialised in the air in front of me, and I caught it as it fell. "I didn't waste a week of my life so you could throw it away."

I sighed, but didn't put it on. "You guys don't understand," I whined. "The Fangs are coming after me, and if they find me here, they'll hurt anyone else they see."

"That's something we're willing to risk, Blondie," Cyborg countered, as he and Beastboy stepped into the kitchen.

I could still hear the steady beating of five hearts - how were they tricking me like this? And come to think of it... where's Starfire?

"You're willing to risk the lives of everyone in Jump City?" I snapped, and motioned my arms towards the east. "The Fangs don't care. They're like a gang from the 20's, willing to kill anyone to get what they want." I paused, thinking. "And I know what the 20's were like."

I saw them hesitate when I said that; they can say whatever they want, but I know that the citizens come first. It's just something that comes with being a hero - they're used to putting themselves in danger, but when it comes to others, I can see how much it worries them.

And that's how I am. I refuse to let others suffer for me. I had made a lot of friends the past three years, but I never stayed for too long, because I knew this would happen. And I was stupid to think that this time could be any different.

"We can lead them somewhere else," Robin decided. "We can lead them away from civilization, so no one gets hurt."

"You'll be bringing them right into their element," I stated. "If we lead them to somewhere remote, it'll be easier for them to attack. Face it - it's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible," Robin insisted, but I shook my head, stepping away.

"You can't change my mind, Robin. You can't." And with that, I dashed past Raven in a blink of an eye, and ran outside - only to run into Starfire.

Turns out, her alien strength matches that of a vampire. She locked my wrists together behind my back, apologizing repeatedly. "Please forgive me, friend, but you must stay," she rushed.

I struggled, trying to get away - maybe aliens were stronger than vampires. Great. I slowly stopped struggling, but her grip didn't loosen. Soon, the rest of the Titans came out of the tower, and didn't seem surprised at all that Starfire had caught me.

"Told you we could get her to stay," Robin smirked.

"Was force really necessary?" I asked, my accent coming out thicker than usual.

"Yes," Raven stated, raising her eyebrow. "How else are we supposed to get you to listen?"

I huffed, and went limp in Star's grip. "Well, you have my attention now."

"No matter what you say, we're going to help you," Robin said softly. "We won't let you leave."

I could feel hot tears rising once again, but I choked them down. I've never had someone care so much about me. And now, I had five people, whom I had only known for a short amount of time, willing to risk their lives - for me. I was used to fending for myself, after doing it for three years. Even when I was with the Fangs, and had my siblings and friends, they were never really there for me. How could people care so much?

Starfire let me go, but I didn't move. I tried talking myself into running, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. How could I? These people were more like family to me than my own. They gave me chance when others wouldn't.

"There is... one way," I decided, staring at the ground. "But it's extremely dangerous. People have tried this tactic before, and they all died."

They all got determined looks on their faces, and it scared me. Would they really risk their own lives like this? Just for me?

"Tell us more," Robin inquired.

I glanced around, feeling paranoid. "Okay, but... let's go inside."

Robin nodded, and I began to lead the way, when a noise from behind stopped me. I froze in my place, and glanced around.

"What's wrong?" Starfire asked, tilting her head.

"Get inside," I hissed. "Now."

Without a word, they obeyed, stepping through the doorway, but staying there, with the door wide open. They didn't seem nervous, or scared, and that surprised me. I didn't even know what it was that I heard, and they didn't hear anything at all - the sound was too light.

"What's the matter?" a male, british accent asked, and I fought a smile.

"And here I thought you'd be happy to see us," a girl whined, her accent more modern.

I turned to face my brother and sister. Damien was wearing his usual suit. Today, he was wearing a casual looking grey jacket over a nice white shirt, and matching grey slacks. His dress shoes were shinier than ever, and even from the distance, I could see a perfect reflection of myself. He stood casually, but had the feel of a man in charge. All his weight was on his left leg, and his right hand was tucked into his pocket. His signature half smile was plastered onto his face, and his blonde hair hung just above his sparkling blue eyes.

Claire was grinning like a mad man, with her hands behind her back, like she was up to something that only she knew about. Her favorite blue denim hat was placed on top of her blonde curls. and she wore light makeup, giving her a casual, elegant look, and making her blue eyes pop. She wore a dress that went to her knees. It was also blue, with ruffles on the skirt. She had brown sandals on her feet, and I could see her french tipped toes, probably matching her finger nails.

My breath caught as I studied my siblings, and before I knew it, I was running to them, jumping into my brother's arms, as he spun me around, laughing. For the time being, I ignored my friends behind me, and I kissed both my siblings cheeks, giving Claire a fierce hug as well.

"What are you two doing here?" I asked, not letting them go.

Claire looked to Damien, who hesitated. "Didn't Claire say that Julius was here somewhere?" he asked, and I nodded, biting my lip.

"Right now, he's stuck in the city's prison," I informed them.

Claire seemed to choke on air, and she put her hand to her chest. "You put him in prison?" she gasped. "When you said you would take care of him, I thought you meant something else, like taking him to a witch or something!"

I laughed, shaking my head. "I don't know any witches, sister," I said. "But it's a special prison, one that would be very hard for him to get out of."

"I hope you're right, Krystalyn," Damien said solemly, looking at me with love and fear.

I gripped his hand, worried. "Come on," I said, grabbing hold of Claire, and leading them to the door, where my friends were waiting, with confused expressions. "Damien, Claire, these are the Titans; Robin, Starfire, Cyborg, Raven, and Beastboy." I pointed to each one as I said their name. Robin looked upset, but I didn't know why. "Guys, this is Claire and Damien. My brother and sister." Just like that, Robin's expression changed, to something else, something I couldn't understand.

Robin stuck his hand out, studying my siblings. "Robin," he said. "I'm the leader."

Damien glanced at me, before shaking Robin's hand. I was nervous - what was going through their minds right now? "Damien," my brother said coolly, and eyed Robin up and down.

"Sweet place," Claire smirked, and tried to step in. A wall seemed to block her, and she hissed a cuss.

"Claire!" I scolded, lightly slapping her hand. "A lady doesn't curse."

"Right," she sighed, like she was just remembering something. "You're around, so now I have to start acting like a lady."

I glared at Damien, who avoided eye contact. "Have you been letting her walk around like a 21st century teenager?" I asked. "I told you before I left to keep an eye on her! And now look at her! She's not innocent anymore!"

He rolled his eyes, his half smile never leaving his lips. "I can't control her," he defended. "She's a wild child without her 'mum' around."

I grumbled a reply and glared at him. "You're suppose to take care of her. She's only thirteen, she needs guidance."

"Yeah, I'm only thirteen," Claire grinned, jumping on our brother's back.

"You're twenty," I scolded. "You're supposed to control her!"

Robin cleared his throat behind us, and I sighed, turning back to face him. "Sorry about them," I said, and stepped through the door.

"Hey!" Claire protested, still on Damiens back. "That's not fair! How come you can enter the tower but we can't?"

"I was invited." I winked, and even Damien smirked.

"Alright, you're funny, let us in," Claire huffed, hopping down, and walking up to the door, only to be stopped again.

None of the Titans made a move to invite her - they all looked at me, with raised eyebrows. I giggled, nodding and Robin went ahead to invite them. Claire, being the drama queen she was, jumped like a kangaroo through the doorway, while Damien shook his head, and stepped in casually. He looked around, sizing up the place, and nodding in approval.

"Not bad of a place," he decided.

I just smiled, and dragged them both to the couch, and sitting them down, putting myself in middle of them. "So what made you come find me?" I asked. "And how did you find me?"

"I've known you since you were born," Damien reminded me. "If I wanted to, I could've led Jeremy to you within the first hour of you running away."

I bit my lip, looking at the ground. I noticed my friends take seats throughout the living room, listening to our conversation.

"But..." Claire drawled, twirling her hair. "We are here for a reason."

"And we'll understand if you want us to leave," Damien said. "I know you're probably mad at us for not coming with you in the first place, so if you're mad, we'll leave as soon as you ask us to."

"Shut up," Claire chided, pushing his head. "We left the Fangs, and we have information for you. And no, we aren't leaving... I'm not anyway." She glanced at Robin, and smirked. "The sights are so... satisfying."

My eyes widened, and I forgot how to talk.

"I thought so," Claire said smugly, and even Damien smirked.

The others didn't notice Claire's look - at least I'm pretty sure they didn't - because they looked clueless.

"You said you had information," I rushed, trying to turn attention elsewhere. "What kind?"

"We know where the meeting's being held," Damien told me, his voice lowering, like he was afraid of being heard. "We were sent ahead as scouts, you know, to make sure there wouldn't be any problems on the way to the meeting place."

"Which is in Colorado, by the way," Claire piped.

"Yes, Colorado," Damien repeated. "Anyway, since you left, Jeremy has made a few enemies. Since you weren't around, no one was there to tell him to make the right decisions, and he let his temper get the best of him. So there are a few packs-"

"-and clans-" Claire butted in.

"-and clans," Damien amended, "after the Fangs. The only reason no one has attacked yet is because they fear Jeremy and the size of the Fangs."

"Which has grown," Claire added, sitting up right in her seat, like she usually did when she got excited. "So we thought-"

"I thought that we could find you, meet up with the people that are wanting to get rid of Jeremy anyway, and make an alliance."

"That way, we'd have your brains, and numbers on our side."

"We'll have to do it fast though, and ambush the day of the meeting, when everyone's off their guard." Damien had a wild spark in his eye, one that I hadn't seen in a long time.

The Titans were struggling to keep up, and so was I. My siblings were talking together, and brainstorming as they went along.

"It'll be easy, really," Claire decided. "And when we attack, it'll have to be just before sunset. Jeremy has gotten ahold of a witch, and the travelers, scouts, and trackers all have sun protectors." She held up her wrist, and I noticed a silver chain. "See?"

I looked at Damien, who pulled down the collar of his shirt, to show me a necklace. It was a black cord, with a small, bullet looking pendant hanging from it.

"We tried to sneak one for you, but Jeremy had people watching over them like hawks," Damien apologized, but I shook my head, and smiled, showing them the ring that Raven had fixed up for me. I slipped it on, and Claire squeeled.

"Is that Mum's?" she asked, taking my hand. She admired the emerald, while Damien landed his eyes on Raven.

"Are you a witch?" he asked.

Her eyes widened, and I rolled my eyes. "That was very rude!" I scolded.

He ignored me, instead looking at Raven, his gaze never wavering. I saw her blush, and look away, while Beastboy glared, and scooted closer to Raven. This made me smile a little. How... Cute.

"No, I'm not," Raven finally said, her voice struggling to keep her usual monotone. "I just study a lot of spells."

"Not a witch, yet still owning magical properties," Damien wondered aloud. "Amazing."

Claire finally let go of my hand, thumping the back of our brother's head. "Don't be flirting, Damien. Sarah said I had to keep an eye on you, and I intend to keep that promise."

"Sarah?" I asked. "That newbie vampire?"

"I wasn't flirting, just asking a question."

"So you guys are..." I gasped, and grinned at Claire. "I knew it! I told you so!"

"I know," Claire huffed. "But I'll have to pay you later."

"You two placed bets?" Damien asked, standing up.

"We always place bets on your love life," Claire told him, leaning back into the couch cushions.

"That's very unlady-like," Damien said, giving me a look.

I looked down, avoiding his eyes. "Well, I can't be a lady all the time... it's the 21st century!"

I heard Cyborg chuckle, and I grinned. "Anyway, you said there were other packs and clans?"

In a snap, my brother was back to business, nodding. "There's one group in particular."

"They call themselves Venántium," Claire said, also looking serious. "It means-"

"Hunters," I whispered, "in Latin."

"But they're not the hunters that we know," Claire rushed. "They're-"

"A group of vampires, werewolves, witches, warlocks, every mythical being on the planet. They even have a few hunters - the ones we do know."

"How do you know that?" Damien asked me, tilting his head.

"I ran into them a year ago," I explained. "I ended up helping them with something, and helped save a lot of children. I was offered a pretty high rank, but refused. But they owe me, and if they're upset with the Fangs, then-"

"They'll be even more eager to help," Damien finished.

I looked at the Titans, smiling. They had heard everything, and looked determined, which meant they had followed - which was very hard to do with us. "Are you guys really willing to help?" I asked them.

Robin nodded once. "Of course."

"Wait," Claire interupted, holding up her hand. "Them? But they're... they're..."

I smirked, looking at my friends. "I think they're plenty capable of handling a vampire or two."

"And how do you figure that?" Damien scoffed, looking them up and down.

"Are you wanting to fight or something?" Beastboy asked, stepping in front of Raven, and pointing his finger.

"I'd be too afraid of hurting my sisters new friends," my brother smirked.

"I'm not too worried," Robin smirked also.

"Alright then," Damien decided. "Let's do this."

I chuckled, and looped my arm with Claire's. "Let's all go to the sparring room, shall we?"

"Ten pounds says Damien wins," Claire whispered into my ear, and I grinned.

"You're on."

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(A/N)

Alright guys! I really liked this chapter, and have been wanting to officially introduce Claire and Damien for a while now, so I'm super excited. On the side is Damien, and I absolutely love him! So comment, and tell me what you think? And follow me on Twitter: @CreativityFlow for status updates on my stories and future stories that I have in store :)

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