>Thoughts< '>Telepathy<' Early Birds Day 6(continued) "What are you doing here?" Raven asked. "Me? What'ah you doin' heh?" I answered with a question of my own. Then I noticed that she was blushing. >Why is she blushing?< I hadn't pegged her to be one so easily embarrassed. "Actually," she began, "I heard you shouting, so I was on my way to see if everything was okay." Now, it was my turn to be flustered. I stared at the floor, dumbstruck. An awkward silence followed that seemed to drag on for days, although in reality, it was only a few minutes. "Marc, Raven, what're you doing here?" Said Robin, breaking the silence. "Well, I heard shouting so, I was going to see if things were okay," Raven answered. "Yeah, I heard it too," said Robin. "What happened?" he asked, turning to face me. "Uh..." I didn't know what to say. >Had I been that loud?< I asked myself. >How many people heard me?< I had no idea. "I guess I just had too much on my mind when I went to sleep, that's all." I finally answered, "You undahstand, doncha?" I finished. *** Later that morning, Brock and I decided to make breakfast for everyone. The smells wafted to everyone's noses. Even Beast Boy, who is a vegetarian, complimented us on the bacon. Starfire, Robin and Ash set up a table big enough to fit eleven people and a Pikachu. When it was all finished, Brock took his seat at the table along with everyone else. Playing the part of the waiter, I wheeled a cart with the food out to the table. I placed the plates (a bowl in Pikachu's case) in front of the person to whom it belonged and took my seat between Raven and Robin. "On my planet, an elaborate feast such as this is only served to signify an engagement," said Starfire, "Tell me, who is to be married?" There was a clattering of silverware as Brock, Max, Ash, May, Rowan and I in almost comical unison dropped our utensils and stared open-mouthed at Starfire. "Pika?" asked Pikachu, tilting its head to one side. "Uh, Starfire. Nobody's gettin' married," I said, "Brock and I just wanted to cook for people other than Ash, Max, Rowan, May and ourselves." Looking slightly disappointed, Starfire began to eat once more. By another miracle, everyone finished breakfast before the Titans' first call to duty. Someone was attacking City Hall. When we all got there the identity of the attacker was a real shocker for the Titans. "Terra!?" They all said in shock, although Beast Boy's voice was clearest. Then I sensed something. Signaling everyone to back off I probed Terra's mind. Then I found something very unusual. It was like two minds were fighting for control over the same body. Suddenly, I got the worst headache I'd ever gotten in my entire life. Dropping to my knees, I grabbed the sides of my head in pain. It was almost like a defense mechanism. Just as suddenly as it had begun, the pain subsided. "Dude, are you okay? What happened?" Beast Boy asked. "I'm fine, but I haven't got a clue what happened." I said. "Well, what did you find?" Inquired Robin. "It was really weiahd, almost--" I never got to finish. "Silence!" Terra ordered, "Foolish humans I am not the one you call 'Terra'. I am Visser Nine!" I was the only one not staring at her as if she had three heads. "Are you feeling okay?" Cyborg asked, "I mean, you sure do look like Terra." He stepped forward, but a jagged rock burst out of the ground, blocking his path. "Fools! I told you I am NOT Terra. I am Visser Nine!"It was as if we were in kindergarten! She said it like it was something everyone should know! "Suit yourself," said Raven. '>Wait!<' I sent the message to everyone except Terra/Visser Nine. They turned to me. "That is Terra and at the same time, it isn't," I explained. "What do you mean?" Asked Starfire. "I mean, Terra is being controlled by something." Before anyone had a chance to reply, an elephant charged through the side wall. Through the newly formed hole five other creatures followed. A tiger, a wolf, a gorilla, a red-tailed hawk, and something that looked like a blue centaur with no mouth, four eyes and a scorpion-like tail. A voice "said". replied another "voice". >How young?< I thought, >I hope not as young as eleven.< A female "voice" asked... To be continued... AS: *opens a letter* "Dear Ash's Scizor, Is it just me, or is this becoming a three-way cross-over? Signed 'A. Fan'" Psycho AS: Allow me. A. Fan, allow me to quote Johnny Tight-lips from "The Simpsons": I ain't sayin' nothin'. AS: <_< Rrrrrrriiiiight. But it's true. Stitch: Ih. Darth Vader: You don't know the-- AS: ^_^' Before Vader says another word, see ya!