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Chapter Fourteen: Cain and Abel

The doors of the common room slowly slid open as a dripping wet Aqualad entered, his head downward. Speedy looked him over curiously, “Let me guess, the air was feeling a little too dry for you,” he teased before taking in his teammate's pale appearance. It was then he noticed that another teammate was still missing from the room. He was about to ask about it, when someone else beat him too it.

“¿Dónde está Bee?” Mas spoke clearly, his voice soft, but something in his eyes showed that the answer wouldn't be one of his liking.

“She's gone,” Aqualad said sadly as he still approached them.

“¿Qué significa usted, ido?” Mas probed.

Aqualad then slowly began to lower himself down onto the couch, looking almost as if he just gone through battle. . . and had lost. “She went to Brother Blood,” he informed him, his dark eyes glossy as if tears threaten them.

“You mean, she went after him herself?” Speedy asked angrily. “She's not-”

“No,” Aqualad yelled, grabbing the others attention. Aqualad was always soft spoken, always calm, even when angry, so his outburst seemed almost out of character to the others, but he had to make them understand. “She didn't go after him,” he sighed, his tone returning to one they were more accustom to. “She went to him,” he stressed. “She joined him,” he sounded as if his heart was breaking with each word.

“¡Usted miente!” Mas yelled out. He took a few steps towards his Second in Command, angry that he would accuse their leader of such treachery. “Ella nunca nos traicionaría para el diablo. Ella es nuestro compañero de equipo. ¡Ella es nuestro líder!” he made his feelings clear as he glared at Aqualad. “¿Corrige, Menos? ” he looked to his brother to back him up, while still staring at Aqualad.

“Yo no sé,” Menos whispered causing Mas' head to snap towards him so quickly that it almost looked impossible. Mas only stared at his brother, his mouth hanging open as if the other had just stabbed him from behind. Menos did not make eye contact with his twin as he continued to speak. “Atrás en la academia, ella y la sangre fueron tan cerca. ” He then finally looked into his brother's eyes, his features not reading of pain, which was expected, but of jealously. “Casi cierre como como usted y ella es ahora. ”

Mas neither confirmed nor denied what his brother tried to imply, he alone knew where he stood when it came to their leader, whom he adored.

Meanwhile, Speedy stood in silence as he tried to come to grips with what they had just been told, then suddenly, he was taken back to a setting sun and soft, green grass between his fingers. . .

“Faith,” Green Arrow, causing Speedy to look at him oddly.

“That's not a question,” the young boy pointed out.

Green Arrow only smiled. “Always the observant one, aren't we?”

“I have my moments,” he returned the other smile, but Green Arrow's smile soon began to fade.

“Will you have faith in her, when faith in her is few?” Speedy only blinked as he took in the meaning of the question.

“I don't believe you,” Speedy finally spoke. “Bee is too strong willed, too independent. Yes, I know about her pass,” a cold shiver ran down his spine, “but I have to agree with Mas. Bee lives for her team, she would never do that to us.” There was a slight smile on Mas' face as he nodded to agree with his red headed teammate. But then the gears in Speedy's head began to turn and as they did his brow came closer to his eyes. “Not unless. . .” he whispered to himself, looking at Aqualad hard. “What the hell did you do?” he asked suspiciously.

Aqualad face read of his guilt. He shook his head from side to side. “I don't know what happened,” he tried to explain. “One minute we were just talking, the next we were screaming, and then. . .” he look at his hand, which slightly trembled before he balled it up into a fist. “And then she was gone,” he ended, afraid of what the truth would sound like to them. What they would say and think if they knew he had struck her. That he had lost his infamous composer, and had committed an act neither thought he was capable of.

“We have to look for her,” Speedy told the other.

Aqualad looked up at him. “And where do you suggest we start?” he asked. “We have no idea where Brother Blood is or what he's planning.”

“So you're saying we should just give up?” Speedy asked in disbelief. “That we leave her to him?”

“You don't get it,” Aqualad finally stood. “Even if we find Blood and defeat him. . . Bee has made her choice.”

“Entonces nosotros los debemos parar. Nosotros la debemos parar,” Menos spoke, when Speedy found he could not. “Y tenemos para hacerlo rápido, porque ella fue uno de nosotros, que la hace más peligroso que cualquier criminal podría ser jamás. Ella nos sabe. ” Menos pointed out something that had not occurred to them. “Ella sabe nuestra debilidad y los utilizará contra nosotros. ”

“Fine,” Aqualad finally caved when the matter of the situation was explained. “We fan out from here, and search every part of this city until they are found. And then we contact each other immediately, understood?” He looked around to make sure they all agreed. “Good. Titan's go!”

OoOoO

“You wavered too long, child,” spoke Brother Blood as he looked over the edge of a building where Bumblebee had met him. “We are slightly behind schedule,” he informed her.

“We?” Bumblebee looked at him curiously at the word. “Slightly?”

Brother Blood only smiled as he turned his torso to look in his young pupil's direction as she came up to stand beside him. “You are the only one I trust, my little Honeybee, but I did make alternate plans in case you did not come to me as quickly as I had hoped,” he explained. “The members of your former team, have been a great value to me since. . .” he shrugged, “since I've been on holiday. You taught them well,” there was pride in his voice as he spoke. “Honeybee?” he called when he saw the expression on her face. “Does something bother you?”

“All of my old team?” she asked curiously.

“Well, all expect for one, of course. Your little shooting star.” Brother Blood than turned to fully face her. “So tell me, where does he lie?” he asked.

“With me,” she told him softly, assured, as her hand went to her belt and it began to flash.

OoOoO

Mas y Menos held hands as they ran up and down the streets of Steel City, looking for any type of clue that would lead them to their former leader. Then suddenly as they were running Mas came to a complete stop causing Menos to violently slide across the asphalt of a busy street. Several cars swerved to avoid hitting him, but no one was hurt.

Mas gasped as he realized what he had just done and ran to his brother as quickly as he could to make sure that he was all right. Menos was a little dazed, had a few scarps and bruises, but all and all, he was fine. Menos then asked Mas, why he had stopped the way he had. Usually they could sense when the other was prepared to stop. Mas apologized and asked again if he was all right. His twin brother assured him that he was.

Mas fussed over him until he was confident the other was telling the truth. When he was, Menos eyes grew wide when Mas hit him with a suggestion that he never thought would be utter from either of them. “Debemos separar para cubrir más suelo. ”

Mas wanted to split up, thinking that they could look more carefully if they weren't zipping pass locations. After much hesitances, Menos finally agreed and so the two, for the first time, willingly, went separate ways in hopes of completing their mission.

As soon as Mas could no longer feel the presence of his brother, he ducked into an alleyway where he then reached for a chain around his neck. He pulled it out until he could see the pendant that resided on the chain. It was the shape of a star and was warm to the touch as it rested against his chest when it began to heat up.

He then took the necklace off and held it in front of him before squeezing the star pendant. A light then beamed from the small piece of jewelry, projecting a map, a beacon, to lead him to wherever Bumblebee was in the world. He studied the coordinates carefully, glad that she had made contact with him, but now that she had, there was a great dilemma now at hand for Mas. . .

“¿Qué hago yo?”

Mas lowered his head, lost in his thoughts as he wondered what to do. Should he contact the rest of the Titans and tell them what he had learned, or should he follow the map and go directly to Bumblebee? He leaned against the brick wall behind him, knowing no matter what choice he made, someone would be hurt by his actions.

A sense of dread filled the small Titan. Does he turn in the woman, who has been like a mother to him, who saved him and his brother from the hands of a monster? Or does he turn his back on his brother and the team, who have been like a family to him? “Menos. . .” Mas whispered to himself, knowing that this choice would be simple for him. He would choose his team and his brother, against the one who turned their back on the team. But Mas wasn't Menos and this choice wasn't easy for him. His loyalties were split. . . and Menos knew it.

They had been close once, before Bumblebee, but things had slowly changed once they had entered the academy. Mas had grown independent of Menos and was chosen to be part of an elite group within the H.I.V.E. They were known, or not known, as Alizaran, a secret group put together by Brother Blood.

Their group had been made up of four members, Bumblebee, Mas, Kyd Wykkyd, and one who had no official name, but as a group they dubbed him, Demin, if only for his blue skin alone. Mas shivered as he thought of Demin, as he always did. It wasn't that Demin wasn't kind enough, but it was his eyes, which glowed as red as any fire that burned in the midnight, that made Mas unnecessarily weary of him.

As Alizaran, they did things for Brother Blood that weren't public knowledge to the rest of the school. Things he had done without question because Bumblebee had lead them. And under her tutelage, Mas had learned many things about himself. He learned he had more power than he or Menos had realized and he had hone those powers, but he had learned them while working with Alizaran, and because their group didn't official exist, he couldn't let Menos in on what he had learned.

There had been times, when Menos wondered what Mas did when he was supposedly alone or with Bumblebee, but because they had different class schedules, he figured that he was off doing lessons for the classes they didn't share. But soon those thoughts did not satisfy Menos and he had confronted Mas about it. He demanded to know what he was doing with all his 'free' time. Menos didn't like being a part and when they were he didn't like not knowing where his brother was. Mas argued that he was his own person and that he didn't answer to Menos.

It had been the first real argument they had ever had. Their yelling could be heard all up and down the corridors of their dorm. Of course, most couldn't understand what they were saying, but their attention was drawn to it known the less. Yelling soon escalated into a shoving match. Silence then quickly fell over the dorm as a crash was heard.

Menos had struck the wall and hard before falling to his hands and knees. He then placed his hand over his heart as he breathed heavily, in complete shock. A strong pulse had ran throughout his entire body. It was so intense that it had repealed him from its source. Menos looked to his brother curiously from the floor as a bright red liquid dripped for the corner of his mouth to the ground. It was at that moment as Mas lowered his hands, his face reading of defiance, that Menos realized, that their experiences at school were on two very different levels.

Mas remembered the immediate fear that came over him when he finally saw his brother's blood on the floor and rushed to help him up, but Menos had refused his help, saying that Mas didn't need him anymore, so he didn't need him either. Menos then angrily stormed out of the room. It was the last time Mas has used what he learned in Alizaran.

Back in the alleyway, Mas closed his eyes, his memories not helping in the least with the decision he had to make as he whispered to himself once again. “¿Qué hago yo? ”

To Be Continued. . .

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A/N: Demin - - - http://images.titansgo.net/screenshots/301/054.jpg

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