Hey ya'll. Decided to get this story up and running again. It's been a while, and I like the style I use with this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything from the DC universe.

Also, the winner of my reference hunt is flaming-ninjas00. Glad you were able to solve it.

"Our life is made by the death of others."

~Leonardo Da Vinci

"Oh what the heck, I'll say twenty bucks that they manage to get Hawkgirl, but are forced to retreat anyways" said Terra.

"Alright" said Mammoth. "Can't wait to spend my forty bucks."

"Really? When do you plan on getting that money, because I'm winning this bet" said Jinx, her eyes glowing pink.

"Hey, no fair using your powers to cheat. Besides, Naruto would have your head if you screwed up the capture" said Terra. Jinx's eyes took on their normal color. She crossed her arms in a pout.

"Fine, no powers" she said in a huff. As they shook on it, an eruption of flames exploded behind them, before Yugito stepped out in all her glory.

"Change of plans kids" she said. "I'm gonna hang around here with you. Terra, Naruto has a special task for you and your father." As if on cue, Gaara appeared in a swirl of sand, a cloak and hood obscuring his appearance. Terra looked at the other two, before moving towards the king of sands.

"Alright" she said. "But don't forget our bet. Just because I won't be around, doesn't mean that you don't have to pay up later." Putting his hand on his daughter's shoulder, Gaara and Terra disappeared in the same manner in which the red-haired demon arrived moments ago.

"What do those two have to do?" asked Mammoth.

"You'll find out soon enough" replied Yugito, before looking down toward Luthor, giving his instructions to the crew of hired-villains.

"Grundy have question," announced the zombie-man, causing Luthor to look at him, an annoyed glint in his eye.

"And what would that be?" he asked, obviously annoyed, but was willing to listen to the group. After all, he needed them.

"Why Luthor want bird-lady?" asked Grundy, causing the Shade to stroke his chin.

"Yes, what exactly is the significance of the Hawkgirl? I thought it was Superman who did most of the foiling of your plans," he said, leaning on his night-stick. Luthor growled and clenched his fists.

"That's none of your business," he said, his right eye twitching in annoyance. "You're all getting paid to do a job, not ask questions."

"Hey, cool, no questions here," replied Copperhead, leaning against an old support beam, letting out a little hiss as his forked-tongue flipped out of his mouth before retracting. "I'll be happy to grab the bird in the confusion."

"With the amount you agreed to pay, I'm willing to do just about anything," said Cheetah, resting her head on the back of her hand. Luthor looked at the very least a fair bit relieved at the news.

"Anyone else?" he said, looking at the faces of each of the adult-villains. Seeing them each shrug in acceptance, a smirk finally graced Luthor's face.

At the Metropolis air-port, a whirlwind of sand erupted from nowhere, before dying down, Gaara and Terra appearing in the center. Looking up, Terra once more was greeted by the sight of Naruto's private jet, already fueled and ready to leave whenever. Her personal attendant assigned to her by Naruto, Marie, was waiting on board when they entered.

"Wait, what's all this?" she asked. "Where are we going?" Gaara looked toward her as he spoke, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Naruto has a job for you personally back in Jump City," he said. "He apologizes for sending you there so soon after leaving, but this is an important mission, and only you can do it. However, even with the importance, Naruto has agreed to let me make a pit stop...in Gotham." Terra raised an eyebrow at this.

"Gotham?" she asked. "What's in Gotham?" Gaara just sighed with a sad smile, pulling his daughter into his embrace, his eyes never blinking as he stroked the young blonde's hair.

"Just a few memories. Technically I can see them any time I wish, but I suppose it is quite a bit better to see these things in person," he said solemnly. Terra was a bit confused by her father's sudden shift in demeanor, but just hugged her father back.

Turning to Marie, Gaara's even monotone once more returned as he spoke. "You have them?"

"Of course, Lord Gaara," she replied, picking up a few boxes, three in total. Separating from Gaara, Terra held out her hand to Marie and was promptly handed one of them. Opening it, she was rather surprised to see a bouquet of roses. Looking back to her father, she saw him eye the deep, red flowers, lost in his own little world, and for the first time since meeting him, questions about his own life filled Terra's mind. Sitting in her own seat, Terra sat down and fastened her seat-belt as the captain announced they would be taking off for Gotham in two minutes.

As the plane finally got moving, Terra was handed a piece of chewing gum by Marie, who also took a piece for herself. It was only then that Terra began to really look at the woman. Marie was a young woman, appearing to be somewhere in her twenties, with flowing brown hair. While it wasn't very strong, she spoke with a tiny bit of a French accent. By any stretch of the imagination, one would call Marie beautiful. If anyone were to compare the two, Marie looked nearly identical to Wonder Woman, though she had brown hair and green eyes rather than black hair and blue eyes. The only other main difference was her slightly smaller bust size.

Relaxed as she now was, the events of the past few days finally took their toll on the girl, and she drifted off to sleep, her vision fading as she noticed Gaara, still in something of a trance, remove one of the roses from the boxes and take absentmindedly take a whiff.

Timeskip

Gotham City

"Dad, are you sure we should be here?" asked Terra, eyes darting around for some sort of security, but saw none as she and her father, garbed in simple black suits entered the grounds of the rather large mansion. "For that matter, why are we here in the first place?"

Gaara didn't answer as he continued around the house, and Terra gasped as they entered a special cemetery in the rear of the large manor, meant specifically for the members of the Wayne family. Terra followed her father as he made his way through the Gothic-style graveyard, seemingly knowing exactly where he was going. Terra looked at the amazing statues and Gothic sculptures in the area, never realizing as her father stopped and she ran right into him, almost pushed back by a wave of sand as she made contact. She had to spit a few grains from her mouth as she looked up and saw her father staring intently at two grave-stones. Upon inspection, Terra noticed the names of a Thomas Wayne and a Martha Wayne, side by side. Opening one of the flower boxes in hand, he placed one bouquet on the grave of Thomas, and one on the grave of Martha, before he clapped his hands, uttering some sort of small prayer.

"Mr. Gregory, is that you?" Gaara and Terra both turned to the side to see a man, possibly in his fifties or early sixties, standing about ten feet away. He wore a simple suit, and bow tie. He was balding on top, but still had some gray hair on his head, and sported a black mustache, which seemed expertly groomed. His eyes were black and beady, but held a bit of warmth and a hint of surprise in them.

"Alfred Pennyworth," said Gaara, beginning to walk toward the man, hand extended, which the other man took and shook. "It's been quite a while. I haven't been in Gotham since, well...you know..." Alfred's expression fell a bit and he nodded.

"Yes," he replied. "Unfortunately, your disappearance only made you seem like more of a suspect. If it hadn't been for catching the real killer, you probably still would." Terra looked incredulous at that statement, having thought that Gaara had killed her mother. She was about to say something, but a bit of sand slipped out from her father's neck and ran down his back, unnoticed by Alfred, and it began to spell out a message, which read:

"Just go with it. I'll explain everything later."

The girl nodded and the sand withdrew back and blended back with Gaara's skin. It was her nod that really drew Alfred's attention to her.

"My, my, this can't be the young Miss Sandra?" Terra almost fell over at that. It had been quite a while since she had heard her real name spoken. Not even Gaara used it, though Terra really only went by her chosen name now anyways. She listened as Alfred continued.

"She does look so much like her mother, rest her soul. She has grown up quite a bit since I last saw her."

"Yes she has," replied Gaara, a genuine smile gracing his lips for a moment. "So tell me...little Bruce isn't around, is he?" Alfred shook his head.

"Master Bruce is away on business I'm afraid. I can tell him you're in town when he returns," offered the man, but Gaara shook his head.

"No, that won't be necessary, Alfred," replied Gaara, beginning to leave, motioning for Terra to follow. "We're just passing through, visiting a old friends along the way. It was nice to see you though. Perhaps we'll see each other again soon."

"Do take care," said the butler, beginning to walk up toward the house. "You of all people know just how dangerous Gotham is."

"We will," said Gaara, waving his hand over his shoulder.

"What was all that about?" asked the blonde girl once they had left the mansion, hopping into their car driven by Marie, who even dressed in a the part of their driver. "And we still have a whole other box of flowers."

"Yes I know," said Gaara. "It's high time I paid a visit to your mother's grave." Terra's eyes widened.

"My mother?" she asked furiously, forgetting for the moment the entire business at Wayne Manor, which was already out of sight as they entered the main part of Gotham, driving through down town. "You mean the woman who tried to KILL me after finding out we were demons?" At this her eyes flashed a bright yellow color for an instant, but she reigned in her anger. The last thing they needed was to cause a scene and draw Batman's attention.

"Yes, that would be the one," replied Gaara, closing his eyes and sighing, laid his head back on his seat.

"Why? What respects do I possibly have to pay her?" demanded Terra.

"You, none," replied her red-haired father. "But believe it or not, I did indeed have feelings of love for your mother, and I killed her. Even if it was to protect you, I killed her, someone so close, who I had loved with all I had to give." Terra's expression softened a bit. She hadn't thought about what pain killing her mother had caused the sand-demon.

The rest of the car ride passed in relative silence, only the sounds of the road rage outside their vehicle. At the Gotham cemetery, they placed the flowers on the grave of Janet Collins Saunders. Gaara had explained that Gregory Saunders was his last human alias. Even with the solemn occasion that was going on for her father, she couldn't help but let out a bit of a repressed giggle. So that was the reason both of her names, first and last, resembled the word 'sand.' Whether intentionally or unintentionally, her name had become a pun for her and her father's powers. However, Sandra Saunders was now dead to the world, and all that was left was Terra.

Their stay at the grave of her mother was much shorter, as they only placed the flower, with Gaara's small prayer, before they left. Terra was beginning to feel like she was forgetting something. Remembering what it was, she opened her mouth to speak.

"Dad, what did that Alfred guy mean by 'catching the real killer? You were the one that killed mom." Gaara just chuckled, a first since she'd met him, but given that that had only been about two or three days ago, so it wasn't that big of a deal.

"Well," he said. "That's my doing. When I realized they would come for me if I ever had to come back, I knew I had to find someone to take the fall for the killing. And that's where Marie comes into the picture for my story." Terra's eyes widened at that and her head turned to look up at their driver, who just looked at the two through the rear-view mirror, a cheerful smile on her face.

"It was my pleasure Lord Gaara. It was actually quite beneficial to the plan to bring back Lord Naruto. My time in Arkham allowed me to recruit a large amount of people to our cause. Unfortunately, I never got to be on the level they kept the super-human inmates to recruit them," replied the woman, a bit of mirth in her voice.

"Who are you, really?" asked Terra, quirking an eyebrow at the brown-haired woman. She just laughed and sighed.

"My name is Marie Trouillefou," she began. "My part in all this actually begins in France, almost two-hundred years ago." Terra gasped as she continued speaking. "My father was the King of all the Gypsies. While rather eccentric, he was a good man. I didn't exactly know where he came across it at the time, but one day, when I was still a young girl, he gave to me a small gift. A strange necklace, decorated with a sea-green crystal. I would later come to realize it was delivered to him by Lord Gaara, hoping that he could be the one to make use of it. The moment I placed it around my next would be the defining moment of my destiny."

"Somehow, when I placed the necklace on, I managed to...connect to the original owner. The original owner was your Uncle Naruto. Strange that he wore such an item. It's power actually holds back demonic power, and can contain it within. Over his lifetime, it had taken in enough of his power, that even trapped as he was in the void, we could communicate through it."

"He explained to me that he had been imprisoned their by the triad of Greek Gods, Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades, and that he needed to get free."

"But wait," interrupted Terra. "His goal is the destruction of all humans. So why would you, a human girl, join his cause?"

"Well, Young Mistress," began Marie. "There are many humans, myself included, that believe as Lord Naruto believe. This planet was once a great world of beauty and nature. But human nature is enough to destroy the nature of the planet many times over. Even back then I could see that. We, as Gypsy people were persecuted and even killed, and why? Because we were different than the so-called normal people. Humans, in the name of greed and pride have destroyed the very world on which we live, and have created war, bringing that destruction to its own species. Perhaps the first humans only took what they needed to survive, didn't waste, but that time is gone. The time of humans has long-since passed, and it's time to finally remove the cancerous humans of this world."

"But back to me. Even as a young girl, I could see the effects humanity had on itself, and on the world around them, and was disgusted. How could a species that claimed to be the greatest on the planet, have no harmony, have no equilibrium with themselves and nature? And when Lord Naruto began to speak to me, I found myself agreeing with him more and more, with each word he said."

"The years went by. I eventually grew from that young Gypsy girl into the woman you see before you, my Lady. Trained, through instruction of my Lord Naruto in hand to hand combat, and to utilize the energy called, Chakra. It was after I mastered my chakra control, that Lord Naruto gave me my mission. It would be my job on this earth to ensure he would be released from his prison. Such a horrible fate. Unable to move, to eat, to sleep. Lost in your own thoughts for all eternity. I was the first contact he'd had in a few thousand years. I traveled around, gathering a group of followers, while Lady Yugito and your father obviously did the same in the business world."

"So did the necklace give you your immortality then?" asked Terra. Marie just looked in the mirror at Terra, a sly look in her eye.

"Among other things," she said. She was prevented from speaking further, as the front of the bank they were driving by exploded, the blast shattering the windows of the car and sent it skidding to the next lane, where it crashed directly into the incoming traffic. The car was knocked over and rolled, skidding onto the sidewalk on the other side of the road.

Terra groaned and held her head as she sat up. Looking around, she saw that she had somehow been thrown from the wreckage of the car. Placing her hand on the ground for support, it sank slightly, making her turn her gaze downward at the large pile of sand she was laying in. Turning toward the car, she saw Marie, only slightly battered, removing herself from the wreck, but couldn't see her father anywhere.

"Dad?" she called. "DAD!"

"I'm right here," he replied, his voice coming from underneath her as the pile of sand pulled itself away from her, piling higher and beginning to take shape, forming her father's body, the sand somehow transforming into flesh. He held out his hand and helped his daughter to stand. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," replied Terra. "Marie?" The woman nodded. She had a small cut on her forehead, but was otherwise fine. "Now what was that about?" The three turned to see two figures exiting the hole that was blown in the wall. One was a slender young woman. She had pale, green-tinted skin, and had a pair of green eyes to contrast the flowing red-hair atop her head. She wore a dark-green, form-fitting leotard, with matching gloves that reached half-way over her upper-arms, and a pair of boots to tie the outfit together.

The other wore a full-body jester outfit, complete with head-dress. It was black and red, decorated with diamond patterns. A black mask was worn around the eyes, but didn't actually cover the bright-blue eyes. She wore a large amount of white face-paint, along with some deep-red lipstick.

"Really Harley," said the red-head, in a chastising manor. "Must you always blow something up on these outings?"

"Geez Red," replied the now named Harley, sticking her lip out in a pout. "I'm only havin' a little fun." As she spoke, a large vine grew out from the building, hauling several large bags of cash. "Besides, Bats hasn't been around lately. "He's been too busy helping Supie with Lexy Luthor." Suddenly, a batarang was thrown down at the vine, slicing it apart.

"But his little playmates, are not" said the green-woman, Poison Ivy, seeing Batman's female sidekick, the Batgirl, swing down on a repelling line.

"Harley...Ivy..." she said, in almost a greeting tone. "Can't you ever rob a place without blowing something up?" Harley looked sheepish, while Ivy just threw her hands up.

"Thank you!" she said, before letting her arms fall back down. "However, as helpful as you've been in making my point, we should probably be going." As she and Harley each grabbed a bag of loot and made a run for it, half of the Gotham PD showed up, guns trained on the two.

"Uh, Red?" asked Harley, sweating a bit. "You got another plan to escape?"

"Not at the moment," replied the botanical beauty. "Gun's tend to do that to me. I'm pretty sure those bullets can move faster than my little plants can grow."

"Awe," pouted the jester-girl. "But I don't wanna go back to Arkham. We just got out too." As she finished speaking, the ground beneath the two began to shake, before each of the police cars were impaled by a large spikes of earth that blasted up through the tar and pavement. Giant hands of stone erupted from the ground and encased the police, holding them immobile. Batgirl was almost caught in a similar predicament, but leapt away just in time. Landing a few feet away, Batgirl looked up, her blue eyes visibly widened at the large chuck of earth floating in the air toward the two female criminals. The large piece of rock and earth seemed to be controlled by a young girl. Batgirl could make out her blonde hair, but everything else outside a pair of glowing yellow eyes and her right hand, which was glowing a similar yellow color, were concealed by a large, black cloak and hood. Standing on the same hunk of earth was a man, equally concealed by a matching cloak, and a brown-haired woman in a chauffeur outfit. The larger cloaked figure placed his hands on the blonde girl.

"Well done, My Daughter," he said, his voice an eery monotone. "However, it appears you missed one." In a swirl of sand, he disappeared, and then reappeared in the same manor next to Batgirl, making her jump back in shock. Shaking it quickly, she threw a hook punch at the cloaked man, only for a burst of sand to shoot up and encase her fist, stopping it in its tracks. Leaping up, she attempted to kick him in the head, but the sand once more caught her strike, before cocooning her entire body, sans her head, and floated away, holding the red-haired vigilante upside-down, obviously struggling, based on her facial expressions.

"Dr. Pamela Lilian Isley, aka, Poison Ivy, I presume," he said, walking toward Gotham's crime queens. "And your partner, Dr. Harleen Quinzel, usual sidekick and right-hand lady to Gotham's Clown Prince of Crime, the Joker himself." Ivy just nodded, but Harley actually shot up and grabbed Gaara's hand, shaking it furiously.

"Pleased ta meetcha," she said with enthusiasm. "Thanks a bunch for the help."

"Yes," replied Ivy. "To what do we owe the pleasure?" She was mildly aware that Terra and Marie had landed next to them, but paid them no mind.

"My name is Gaara," said the cloaked red-head. "By now, you've no doubt heard of my brother. The one who surfaced in Metropolis Park...the one who took on the entire Justice League to a stand-still." Both woman took a step back from Gaara in shock. There wasn't anybody who didn't know about that.

"I know all about you, Dr. Isley," continued Gaara. "I know all about your...disdain for the humans that reside on this planet, aside from your partner in crime. I would like to offer you both a place among us. My family and I have a plan...a plan to eradicate what will amount to be the majority of the humans on the planet. We will pave a new world, without the destruction humanity can cause." The eyes of both widened.

"S-so you wanna ki-kill everyone in the whole world?" said Harley. Gaara shook his head, his face still shadowed by his hood.

"No. The Humans who believe in us...who we feel are the best the human's have to offer, and those people, like yourself, Dr. Isley, who are no longer fully human. Who hold humanity in such a low regard that they wouldn't mind seeing it wiped out," he replied, his monotone never leaving.

"Whatever you try to do, it won't work! The Justice League will-mmppphh!" Batgirl was silenced as the sand holding her captive rushed up and clamped her mouth shut.

"Much better," said Gaara, his eyes moving back to Harley and Ivy. "So...will you join us?" The two looked at each other, Harley's eyes showing glints of fear, while Ivy actually seemed to be considering it. Deciding, she turned towards Gaara.

"What about Harley...she's a human," she asked.

"The offer is for her too," replied Gaara, alleviating the fears of the clownish girl for the most part. "While she is indeed human, that doesn't mean she has to die like one. In fact, it's usually pretty handy having someone like Harley around. Both because of her physical abilities, and the fact that her conscience doesn't bother her near as much as most people. It could be fun." Said in his monotone, the statement was exceedingly creepy, but it was enough reassurance to them both.

"We're in," announced Ivy, holding out her hand for a shake.

"Excellent," replied Gaara, taking Ivy's gloved hand and planting a small kiss on it, causing the woman to blush a bit. "Now then, the three of us have certain things to do, and must be leaving town. Would you like me to drop you off anywhere?" Ivy whispered something in Gaara's ear, and he nodded, before he, Ivy, Harley, Terra, Marie, and all of the money were surrounded by a whirlwind of sand, into which they disappeared. When they were gone, the sand released Batgirl, who fell to the ground head first. She sat up and groaned, rubbing her head.

As Harley and Ivy entered their hideout and closed the door behind them, Harley made her opinion known.

"Geez, Red, are you crazy!" shouted Harley, pulling off her head-dress and mask, before grabbing a rag and taking off her make-up, leaving behind exceptionally fair skin and blonde hair, done up in pig-tails.

"Crazy, maybe," replied the red-head, sauntering into her own room, the plants all shifting toward her as she entered. "But not as crazy as you, Harl." Harley looked like she was about to retort, but then shrugged.

"Ok, I'll give you that one," she announced. "Still, these guys aren't just 'protect nature' human-haters. They are 'hate humans' human-haters. Plus, what happens when my usefulness runs out and they decide to kill me?"

"Harl, the Joker thinks you're useless and has tried to kill you," deadpanned Ivy, only for Harley to sigh dreamily.

"Yeah, but he does it with love," she replied, making Ivy just palm her face in exasperation as she began tending to her children, the plants in her room.

"Why is it that the botanist is the one playing Psychoanalyst to the Psychoanalyst?" she said, making Harley giggle, before doing a backwards somersault into her room. "Anyway, it doesn't really matter what kind of human-haters they are, Harl. We're both working toward different ends, but our obstacles are the same. Besides, I think that Gaara guy was telling the truth. For being what amounts to a demon bent on the destruction of mankind, he seemed like a fairly decent guy. He's a gentleman at least."

"Oooh!" came the voice of Harley from her room, and Ivy knew immediately she had given Harley a bit too much ammo. "Red and Gaara, sittin in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

"Ugh," groaned the Eco-terrorist. If she knew Harley as well as she thought she did, this wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

Timeskip

Jump City Beach

"I don't know Robin...It doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary was happening here," said Beastboy, looking around the beachfront, seeing a few dozen people laying around the beach, getting a tan.

"I don't understand," said Cyborg, checking his scanners. "According to my scanners, this is where the alert was triggered. It's kinda weird though. Some kind of interference from something."

"Any idea what from?" replied the team leader, as Starfire, began to levitate, looking all over.

"I don't like this. Something's wrong here. Some sort of dark energy..." replied Raven. "Also, nobody has even moved a muscle since we got here, nor is anybody swimming."

"Hey, yeah," said Beastboy. "Why is nobody swimming on a day like today?" Cyborg's one eye widened as he checked his scanner.

"Probably cause we're the only ones here!" he shouted, before the twelve or so people laying on the beach broke apart, revealed to be what appeared to be sand sculptures.

"It's a trap!" shouted Robin, before the sand on the beach wound up and caught them each by the foot.

"Thank you Admiral Ackbar!" shouted Beastboy, before transforming into a Tyrannosaurus, breaking free from the sand. Starfire used her Starbolt energy to break free, while Raven created a field around herself and Cyborg, expanding it to keep the sand away. That just left Robin, who used his free hand to grab an ice-bomb, freezing the sand solid, before extending his bo-staff and slamming it into the ice, shattering it.

"Well, I admit," said a creepy, monotone voice that seemed to come from all over. "You all are impressive, being able to escape my sand. Batgirl could learn a thing or two from you. She's probably still trying to brush the sand from her hair." Robin's face contorted into a scowl. Whoever this was had apparently attacked Batgirl. Once this was over, he'd have to make sure she came out of it alright. The sand in front of them began to rise in a large pile, before it fell away, revealing a figure, concealed by a billowing, black cloak.

"Hello, Teen Titans," the figure said, revealing himself as the voice from before. "My name is Gaara...I believe you already know my daughter..." As he spoke, a second pile of sand, falling away just as before, earning a gasp from the Titans, Beastboy in particular.

"Terra..." he whispered, the girl wearing the same cloak as Gaara, but her hood was down, allowing them to see her face.

"So that would make you the One-tailed demon, Ichibi no Shukaku, right?" said Raven.

"The very same," replied Gaara. "And you, my young girl, would be the daughter of my brother's imprisoned apprentice." Raven visibly flinched at the mention, but wasn't shaken enough to let her power slip.

"Titans, GO!" shouted Robin, leaping in, going to swing his Bo-staff in a downward strike at Gaara's head, but a burst of sand shot from the ground, blocking the full force of the strike. While Terra was singled out by Beastboy, the rest jumped in to fight Gaara. Each was stopped however, when a person made of sand shot up. They were each just simple forms, with no characteristics whatsoever, but each was capable of holding its own. As Robin continued to engage Gaara, the rest of the Titans had their hands full. Gaara was in his element, and the number of sand people he could create was immense.

"Terra, you have to stop this!" said Beastboy, trying to appeal to Terra's good-natured side, but she would have none of it. "You know what you're doing is wrong!"

"I don't care" was her simple reply. "All my life, I've been ostracized and abused. And all because of the humans. They're greedy, evil creatures, and must be dealt with. And you have two choices...either get on board with us...or get out of the way." As Beastboy leapt at the girl, a pillar of sand erupted from the below, hitting him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, before throwing him off into the ocean, about 100 yards out.

"Sorry Beastboy..." she whispered, before turning her attention elsewhere.

As Cyborg's sonic cannon ripped through four more sand-people, an alarm blared on his wrist, which he checked, wirelessly patching into the Tower security cameras. His eye widened and he turned his scanners toward Gaara and Terra, before shouting to the others.

"Guys!" he yelled. "These two are only sand! It's a distraction! The real one's are breaking into the tower!"

"Well darn, looks like they found us out Dad," said the sand-clone of Terra, before her body turned to sand and fell apart, shocking the titans.

"Oh well...it's too late for them to do anything about it," said Gaara, turning to sand just as the Titans, including Beastboy, who had swam to shore as a fish, crammed into the T-car, which began moving as fast as it could, hovering over the water, to the tower.

They arrived too late however, as evidenced by the sand whirlwind that shattered the window of the tower and blew away in the breeze. Flying toward the broken window, with Cyborg and Robin getting a lift Beastboy and Starfire respectively, entered the room, which turned out to be their evidence room. As they searched the place, they saw only one thing missing.

On their jet, that was already taking off, Terra turned toward Gaara, examining the piece they stole from the tower. "Alright," she said. "Can you please explain why we needed to get that?"

"Think of it as a sort of Demon Rite of Passage. It's sort of unofficial, but Naruto feels you deserve it," said Gaara. "Basically, the technique he wants you to learn and use is a special demonic jutsu. By using it, it will summon a demonically empowered servant for you. Sort of like your own personal living puppet that, while having free will, is unable to resist your whims."

"Ok, but that still doesn't explain why we needed that," replied Terra, as Gaara put the object down on a fold-out table.

"Because the technique requires a very personal item of the spirit you are empowering and summoning. It's a way of connection to them during the summoning, and binds them to this world, to do your bidding, and only your bidding..." As Gaara said this, Terra picked up the item and stared into the singular eyehole of the mask of Deathstroke the Terminator. Or, as he was more known to her and the Titans...Slade.

Chapter end.

Hey guys, it was a very long time in coming, but I finally finished after such a long wait. It's also quite a decent length, if I do say so myself. I hope a few of you recognized my little Easter egg I placed, just for the occasion. Anyway, here's some updates on my current and possibly future works.

Shadow of Vader: Revamped is currently being worked on. I'm attempting to come up with a decent way to alter the Search for Tsunade arc, with Neji traveling with Naruto/Vader and Jiraiya. And for those wondering, lightsabers will be coming within the next couple chapters.

The Best Laid Plans is coming along. The whole deal with Orochimaru is going exactly as I want it, with everyone curious about what's going on. And for fans of the story, let me add, no Naruto will not be winging Karasuba. At this point in time, she had already been winged. Didn't mean to spoil anything, but it had to be said.

And now, for the question. I am currently in the midst of writing/contemplating four new stories. Two are finished, two are in the works. They are a crossover involving Kiki's Delivery Service, and a Crossover with Buzz Lightyear of Star Command. The two unfinished are a cross with Tenchi Muyo, and one with Artemis Fowl.

First question: Which story would you be most interested in seeing done?

Second Question: Whichever answer you gave for question 1, how would you most like to see it done?

Third Question (Is solely about this story): Now, how do you think this story is going (besides too long between updates)? Do you think the pairing is going too slow? Too fast? Are you confused on anything? Click on the little review button to answer these questions, and I promise to get back to anyone that has any concerns.

Peace to all my Fans

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