"On to battle!" --Hercules, 1997

Everyone was preparing to leave in their own ways: Robin had brought his best gadgets, including his sharpest birdarangs, his staff, his many discs, and his grappling hook; Cyborg had made sure he was at 100%, charged for battle; Raven meditated after finding the ingredients for a transportation spell, so to have a strong control over her powers; and Beast Boy...? Well, he sat as a dog at the spot in the entryway, with all the chairs, where the spell was going to happen. Once everyone was all set, they gathered where B.B. was. "We're all set," Robin confirmed with his team, who nodded at him. Raven sat down with her legs crossed, beginning to levitate in midair as she opened her eyes that were aglow with emotion.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos...Carazon Rakashas Enderez...Vaserix Endrien Starfire...Starfire, STARFIRE!" They all were pulled into the portal, and they traveled through space to find their friend Missing In Action. Meanwhile, Starfire had been brought out of entrapment and was 'treated' to a massage while she waits. Of course she was unwilling to cooperate, at first, but after Jeremy convinced her to at least "make the most of the situation" and enjoy something, she eventually came around.

"Excuse me. Would you mind lifting your top? I just want to get all of your muscles, let them breathe better, so to speak." Starfire started, asking why he wanted her muscles to breathe. He smiled, explaining that people can feel trapped while wearing clothes. Especially tight-fitting clothes. "It feels much better to get out of those kinds of clothing that they can relax..." She smiled, believing Jeremy was doing her a kindness, and completely removed her purple tank top! He almost had a nosebleed from seeing her beautifully tanned skin and could guess what her breasts looked like from only seeing two slivers of them, and he couldn't help pitching a tent in his jeans. But he had to keep himself under control... He added extra pressure to massage the shoulder blade area of her back, on both sides, for she had very strong, very well-toned muscles. She sighed happily, beginning to enjoy the special treatment and rested her head on her arms. He continued squeezing her skin hard: all of her neck, and then roamed all over her strong back, groping to get every inch of it. But he had to resist the urge to just cup her ass and 'massage' there. For starters... And Star just kept lapping up how good it all felt, to have the tension of fighting monsters and villains just melt away.

"You are quite good at the massage," she confessed.

"You're too kind," he smiled, which turned into a frown almost as quickly. "I wish I had someone like you in my life. My parents divorced when I was just a kid. And my mother died 3 years after that, taken from me..." The last part sounded dark, angry.

"I am sorry for your mother." She was very nice to him, even now. But he can remember the whole scene of seeing his mother beaten to ****: how hard she tried to fight back, the punches they threw, the knife that one guy plunged into her head. 'No one messes with us, lady.' That so-called macho voice rang in his ears until he realized that he absently started groping her ass very roughly.

He stopped what he was doing and apologized: "That was my bad! Entirely."

Starfire got her top back, put it on, and took to the air. "I thank you, but I must find my friends."

Jeremy reached out as she was leaving, and exclaimed, "Wait!" And she did, turning her head to him. His eyes glowed red and his voice and mannerism was just like Brother Blood; he was falling victim to so many evil influences he's trapped. "Please stay, my dear. There's no need to leave..." Her eyes glowing red mirrored his eyes, as well. She came back down and stood before him. "That's a good girl," he praised, his voice returning to normal as he led her back to her bubble prison.