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Robin had managed to force himself to his feet, and was running as fast as possible toward the Tower. Gritting his teeth against the flaring pain coursing through his body, he wasn't able to reply to Serasim's contatcing him on the communicator. Finally, panting, he stopped for rest and leaned against a stop sign.
"I'm here,"
he panted into the T-comm, closing his eyes and sighing in something that might have almost been mistaken for defeat - but oh, he was far from defeated.

He held the T-comm up to his ear and continued walking, struggling not to cry out with every step he took.

Her head swimming, Silver stumbled about through Jump City's many streets and alleys, trying to figure out exactly wheres he was going. Part of her felt as though she should return to the Tower - yet, part of her also felt that she should run, and never return again to the Titans; at least not in the state she was in.

She finally collapsed in the middle of a darkened alley, clutching her head and whimpering in the pain throbbing inside it - almost as though someone was taking a knife and stabbing her.

Blood.

The painful, red fog cleared; the blinding pain she'd felt only moments before was suddenly gone. Her senses sharpened, her ears flicked in the direction of a scream. She could smell blood.

Something crossed between a smirk and a snarl came across her expression. Wrapping her cloak tightly around her small, athletic frame, she followed the smell to where a dark figure was bent over a paled woman, near death.

At the sound of Silver's approach, the figure turned - she could see a trickle of blood running down the figure's chin, and its cold, piercing eyes penetrated almost to her soul. But she didn't care about the forboding look in the figure's eyes; what she cared about was the blood.
"Leave me to feast,"
she heard his voice in her head.
"Step. Away."
she telepathed back, giving a low, inhuman growl aloud. As if fearful, the vampire slipped back into the shadows. Silver slunk forward to the near-dead woman, and didn't hesitate to sink her teeth deep into the woman's shoulder. The blood instantly filled her mouth; warm, delicious blood. After she'd drank her fill, she stood up from her now-dead victim and began to walk away.

Then she felt the panic. Turning her head in the direction of the strong, intense aura, she saw someone dressed remotely similar to a traffic light. Had she been in the proper form of mind, she would have no doubt recognized him as Robin. But she wasn't in the right form of mind - and wouldn't be until the dawn's first light. She could see the glowing red eyes (similar to her own, though she was unaware of such) in the darkness, creeping forward to Robin, attracted - as she was - to his pounding heartbeat, his furious panic.
"He's mine,"
she mentally voiced to the other vampires, a deadly smirk forming on her face.

Sera grabbed the T-Comm from the table. She spoke in to it and said, "Robin, come in, Robin. Are you there?" She said. Sera paused for a moment, waiting for an answer. Nothing. "Hope he's okay." She said. She put down the communicator and walked towards the couch. "It's quiet," She said to herself. She sat down on the couch and looked out the window

Sera Sim's eyes widened as she heard Lynx call for help. "Finally some action!" She yelled as she rushed to her room. She grabbed her sword and jumped out of her window. Sera landed on her feet and started running. "I'm coming!" She shouted.

Sera Sim just kept running. "I'm coming!" She yelled. Sera hears Lynx calling for help louder and closer. Finally, she found him with the skeletons surrounding him. Sera grabs her sword and starts battling them. With each swing, bones begin flying up in the air. Soon all the skeletons were bits and peices. She walks over to Sir Lynx and says "Are you okay?" Suddenly, more skeletons appear and the broken ones start putting themselves together. "What in the???"