A Tameranean's Raven

Whole Again

Having Wildfire back was all Starfire ever wanted. For once in her life, her family (what remained of it) was in one place. She no longer had to wonder or worry what her siblings were up to and it put her at peace for quite some time. But Wildfire had his own ideas and opinions on things that didn't fit with her own. In his early days at the tower he was friendly and curious before quickly becoming agitated and easily angered. It was off putting to say the least but Starfire couldn't get him to confess his troubles.
"He won't talk to me," she worried, venting to Dick who listened intently.
"Reminds me of my little brother," he chuckled, shaking his head. "Damian is just one big ball of rage and anger. A more serious version of my father."
"Does it ever get better?" Starfire asked.
"As of right now? No," Dick frowned. "I guess they'll have to figure things out on their own one way or another. Just try to be patient. I'm sure he doesn't mean any harm."
"Patience. I can do that," Starfire insisted. And she did. She tried very hard to be patient with Wildfire but the boy was eager to run his mouth about everything Starfire did. He disapproved of her life choices when he had no understanding of what her life had entailed.
"When are you going to show me Tamaran?" He demanded, standing in front of the tv screen and interrupting Gar's show.
"Well, I assumed you would want to wait on that," Starfire admitted, shooting Gar an apologetic look.
"Why? It's our home isn't it?" He frowned, crossing his arms and looking very much like their mother when she disapproved.
"It's complicated," Blackfire retorted, coming to her sister's defense. "It's not like anyone knows you're alive. Once we go home we won't be able to leave for some time."
"I don't understand how that is a bad thing," Wildfire shrugged.
"Hey, little man, can you move please? I'm trying to watch something. Not that I want to ruin your family business but I don't really need the details," Gar explained, trying to change the channel. With a barely contained look of disgust Wildfire stepped aside.
"What is here on earth that is so entertaining?" Wildfire continued. "Why teach me of this culture at all?"
"It is a special culture. One of many surprises and  interesting people. It is important to learn about others," Starfire explained, trying desperately to gauge her little brother's reaction. Clearly unsatisfied with the answer the young prince abandoned his relatives for the time being.
"Sheesh he got in a mood real quick," Gar whistled, shaking his head in dismay.
"He is home sick. That is all," but Starfire wasn't so sure. She'd always struggled to get to the root of people's problems and it was even more difficult with family members. Let alone ones you hadn't seen or interacted with since childhood.
Defeated, the Tamaranean sought guidance and refuge in the only person she could think of. Of course, Raven wasn't all that surprised to hear about Wildfire's mood swings. She'd been able to sense them for a while and deep in his heart was a growing sense of hate. While Raven knew this, she couldn't exactly share the information with Starfire. After all, how does someone explain that the person they desperately tried to save was angry and hateful about it.
"Maybe you should try to show him Tamaran," Raven suggested, taking hold of Starfire's hand. "I bet he's curious about it. He barely remembers what it looks like."
"I just...I want time with him before my entire planet wants to be involved," Starfire admitted, her green eyes sincere and earnest. "It is rare to have time like this back home."
"I know," Raven sighed, giving Starfire's hand a light squeeze. "You're a good sister you know that right?"
"It does not feel that way right now," the Tamaranean worried, letting out a shaking breath.
"Then take my word for it. I wouldn't lie to you," Raven promised, pressing a light kiss to the princess' cheek. "Why don't we show him around the city tonight? Maybe it'll help him relax a little."
"That is an excellent idea!" Starfire smiled, her worry momentarily melting away. "After dinner then."
"After dinner," Raven agreed. With that, the Tamaranean felt a sense of ease settle over her. Leave it to Raven to restore her spirits. Now more impatient than before, Starfire waited anxiously for dinner to roll around. She wanted to fix her brother's troubles as quickly as possible. She missed seeing his joyful face like she had the first few days he had spent at the tower.
His yellow-green eyes grew bright when he laughed and his cheeks had the biggest dimples she'd ever seen. He was as beautiful as the day he was born when he smiled. Eager to restore Wildfire's charismatic grin, Starfire worked tirelessly beside Cyborg in the kitchen to prepare the best meal she could.
Humming along to the song playing from a tiny radio set atop the fridge, Cyborg paused on occasion to show Starfire a bit of 'traditional' earth dancing. He spun her about in an easy square step much to her delight, and soon enough they were dancing smoothly around the kitchen while dinner cooked.
"You've got moves girl! I knew it wasn't just video games you could dance to!" Cyborg exclaimed, ruffling the Tamaranean's hair.
"You are an excellent teacher," Starfire grinned, hugging her friend tightly.
"What can I say? Just promise me you'll use what I taught you to absolutely sweep your girlfriend off her feet," Cyborg chuckled.
"That would not be hard Cy. She is light," Starfire informed much to Cyborg's amusement.  Chuckling to himself he turned the stove top off and set to work on moving what they'd made to the table. With steaming bowls of fancy pasta set at each seat, Cyborg placed a plethora of silverware on the table and summoned his fellow titans.
As always, Gar got their first acting like he hadn't had a single meal in his lifetime. Dick was next to trickle in followed closely by Raven, Blackfire, and a reluctant Wildfire. Casual conversation picked up at the table as everyone took their places. Sitting beside Raven, Starfire eagerly pulled the half Demon's hand into her own beneath the table.
As conversation died ever so slightly with everyone stuffing their faces, Starfire caught sight of Wildfire. He sat stiffly, his yellow eyes staring intently at the place where Starfire and Raven had joined hands. His food remained untouched and he looked completely disinterested in what was going on.
Albeit nervous, Starfire took the opportunity to invite Wildfire along with her and Raven into the City. She expected him to reluctantly agree but that was far from what happened.
"Wildfire, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go into the city with Raven and I? Blackfire can come too if she wishes," Starfire smiled as convincingly as she could but no sooner had the words left her mouth than Wildfire let out a scoff. "I-I'm sorry? I do not understand why you are so disgusted by the invitation."
"I don't want to learn about earth culture. Why don't you understand that?" Wildfire glowered, his fingers drumming agitatedly on the table. "I want to go home and you're keeping me here like some sort of prisoner. What I don't understand is why."
"It's easier being here than back home," Blackfire admitted. "We can do what we please here without being scrutinized. Which means we can also spend time with you. I thought that was obvious."
"Little Lady has a point," Cyborg agreed, gesturing at Blackfire with his fork.
"Is that the truth or do you just want to avoid your responsibilities?" Wildfire demanded, glancing between his elder sisters.
"What responsibilities?" Blackfire snorted. "I've paid my debts to Tamaran. I made it clear I'm not stepping into father's position. That's Star's job. She's Grand Ruler."
"You are?" Wildfire exclaimed, surprise morphing his features before his eyes narrowed judgmentally. "Then why are you here?"
"I have a life here," Starfire stammered, completely caught off guard by his questions. Her hold on Raven's hand tightened ever so slightly as anxiety began to set in. Perhaps she shouldn't have bothered inviting Wildfire into the city.
"A life here? Kori, your life is on Tamaran!" Wildfire exclaimed. "That's where we were born. That's where our bloodline lives and dies. You think anyone here actually cares about you?"
"Woah! Wait a minute-" Dick interrupted, trying to keep Wildfire from continuing.
"They just like you because of what you can offer them," Wildfire persisted. "And her? She doesn't actually love you."
Wildfire's heated yellow-green eyes bore into Raven's as if he were trying to smite her.
"That's not true," Starfire protested.
"Yes it is! She's a demon and a witch, Kori. Demons are evil, it's in their nature. She brought me here by getting into my head. There's no way she hasn't gotten into yours. Think for yourself for once. Do you actually feel like you belong here? Have you really forgotten your responsibilities? You're Grand Ruler. You have to carry on our bloodline. You can't do that with her. It's not natural."
"Oh you did not just disrespect my girls like that," Cyborg glowered, getting to his feet and standing at his full height. He looked down at Wildfire with determination and repressed anger. "He may be your brother Star, but he's five seconds away from an ass whooping."
"Just relax," Dick encouraged, nervously getting to his feet and approaching the two boys. He positioned himself awkwardly between the two of them. "Wildfire why don't we take a walk?"
"Don't touch me!" Wildfire grumbled, grabbing Dick by the wrist and pulling his hand away from his shoulder. The hold was tight enough to make the Titans' renowned leader wince.
Attempting to free Dick from the hold, Cyborg shoved Wildfire away as the young prince retaliated with a glowing punch. It slammed hard into Cyborg's chest denting the metal frame work and sending him to his knees.
"Wildfire!" Blackfire growled, catching her younger brother's fist and wrestling him into submission.
"Mom and Dad would hate what you both have become. They didn't die for you to spend your lives here." He roared, radiating a blinding yellow light. Jamming his elbow into Blackfire's ribs, he wriggled free of her hold. Eyes ablaze he glared whole heartedly at Starfire. "You never should have brought me back."
Before the red head could do anything, Wildfire blasted clean through a window and vanished into the dark. Starfire watched him go with nothing more than an expression of raw pain. This was the exact opposite of what she wanted. Of what she'd hoped for.
Swallowing tightly, Starfire stood and made her way out of the shattered window. No matter how much Wildfire wanted to be alone she needed to find him. He didn't know the City and he certainly didn't know the evil within it.
"Star!" Gar called, drawing her attention from where he stood peering out through shattered glass. "Are you sure you want to find him? Maybe he wants to be alone."
"He needs me Gar. Whether he wants to admit it or not. This isn't in his nature," Starfire insisted. "I'll be back before sunrise. I promise."
Before Gar could protest anymore she left, shooting off into the dark like a bullet. There was no real way of telling where Wildfire had gone. In fact, it was likely he'd left the atmosphere. Shaking that thought aside, the Tamaranean carried on, scanning the busy streets down below in search of her brother.
As time passed her anxiety only worsened. If something had happened to him she'd have no way of knowing. That thought alone nearly made her cry. After all, she swore to protect him. To look after him and here she was failing yet again.
With nothing but the moon for company, Starfire flew relentlessly only to come up empty handed time and time again. If it weren't for the emotional strain, she would have carried on in her search but it was getting harder and harder to see through welling tears. With a shaky breath she circled the tallest building in Jump City before landing atop it. Supporting herself on one of the satellite dishes, Starfire turned her attention to the star covered sky.
Despite herself, she could hear Wildfire's judge-mental words float around in her head. Maybe she had failed in her responsibilities. Perhaps her place was on Tamaran like her parents had always planned. Lord knows she'd never have come to earth had they lived. Was that the way her fate was supposed to go?
"Oh, what have I done?" Starfire sighed, falling to her knees. She really had let her people down. She was robbing them of an opportunity to rejoice in the prince's return. What was worse, she'd fully expected Wildfire to accept his role as the proper heir despite his prolonged absence. That'd been the thought that drove her to start the search. Her intentions hadn't been pure had they?
Now riddled with guilt the Tamaranean found herself wanting to disappear just like Wildfire had. Maybe he knew all along that she never really wanted him around for more than taking the throne. But that wasn't true was it? She'd missed him everyday since he'd left. Wanted to scour the galaxy herself to bring him back if possible. She would have died for him the day their parents had if it were necessary.
Confused and burdened with a series of emotions she didn't know what to do with, the princess felt paralyzed on top of the roof. Was this how Raven felt all the time? Constantly bombarded and conflicted with her own emotions as well as others. It seemed like it would be a painful existence.
"Before you become too irrational, I'm here to step in." The familiar rasp drew Starfire's attention immediately. She wasn't at all surprised that the half demon found her.
"I'm feeling so much," Starfire admitted, drawing her knees to her chest.
"I know," Raven nodded, moving to sit beside the princess. "And I know why. We should probably talk."
"About?"
"About what your brother said. It wasn't entirely nice but it came from a place of honesty on his part," Raven explained.
"I do not feel like I am ridding myself of my responsibilities to Tamaran. I have done nothing but love and protect my planet. My home. I was willing to die for them. He does not understand that," Starfire frowned, her green eyes burning with defiance.
"But?" Raven prodded gently, rubbing small circles into Starfire's back in an attempt to soothe her.
"But there are things I will not do for my planet. Things he must come to terms with one way or another. At home we do not hide our feelings. My people value friendship and love more than anything else. You've seen it first hand, but he has these archaic ideas that stem from things I don't understand," Starfire rambled, growing more animated with each word.
"Where do you draw the line then?" Raven asked. "What are your boundaries in regards to your people and your responsibilities?"
"I will always be good to my people and my home. I love them dearly but I won't give up my identity here just to please them. If they really loved me too then they wouldn't expect such a thing. And they certainly wouldn't expect offspring on my end just to satisfy some sort of quota," Starfire insisted, pausing for a moment. "You understand that don't you?"
"Of course. I decided ages ago I wasn't popping a kid out of me. Not only does it look like an absolutely horrible experience, but my dad will use anyone with a trace of his blood for personal matters. If he couldn't get me to overthrow the world he'd certainly try it with whatever blood related kids I had. Not my cup of tea," Raven mused.
"Then it's not unreasonable to have that boundary then?" Starfire asked.
"No, it's not. It's not unreasonable for either of you to be feeling the way you do," Raven promised. "While I understand where you're coming from I think Wildfire's point of view could use some understanding too."
"You did not get into his head again did you?" Starfire worried, knowing that was one of Wildfire's qualms.
"No, but I don't need to," Raven assured as Starfire settled her head on the witch's shoulder. "All Wildfire knows is whatever he was taught millions of miles away in a complete different part of the galaxy. Essentially he has no concept of earth or Tamaran. The difference is, he feels a connection to Tamaran. You know that feeling where no matter how hard you try to run from it you'll always be drawn to your birthplace?"
"Yes," Starfire nodded.
"That's how he feels. He wants to make sense of things. He wants to make sense of you and Blackfire but he can't. He has no context for your choices. The brain of every sentient being desires reason and explanation. I think that's why he's so desperate to go home. All that matters to him is knowing who he is and who he should be." Raven continued. "I think deep down he wants to be like you and Blackfire but he doesn't know how. He's made up a reality of how things should be and because nothing fits that perfect little world of his he's anxious."
"Then what do I do?" Starfire worried, her words earnest and pleading.
"Take him home. Even if it's hard to bond with him. Let him learn your culture first and foremost. Teach him how to be Tamaranean the way we taught you to be human. Once he relearns his culture he'll be more open to learning ours," Raven decided. She watched as Starfire pieced together all that Raven had said and sure enough the princess relaxed.
"I don't know what I would do without you," Starfire admitted, kissing Raven firmly.
"I ask myself that all the time but with you," Raven mused. "But...if you really want to know where your brother is-"
"I do," Starfire insisted.
"He's down by the pizza plex back alley. Just say you got lucky when you find him. What he doesn't know won't kill him," Raven winked.
"You're amazing!" Starfire exclaimed, pulling back to hover just over the rooftop. "I am sorry he called you a witch though."
"Eh, it's nothing I haven't heard before," Raven shrugged. "Good luck. I'll see you back home."
Giving a firm nod, Starfire returned to the sky once more knowing exactly where to locate her baby brother. She hoped more than anything that he'd had time to cool off and collect himself, but there was always a chance that he'd only grown more angry with time.
After a matter of seconds, Starfire landed in the alley way, eyes scanning the dark for her brother. She was met by two bright yellow-green eyes staring back at her. In them was confusion, hurt, and anger.
"Let me guess, the witch told you where I was?" Wildfire asked, a frown contorting his features.
"Yes," Starfire admitted, momentarily forgetting Raven's advice, "but it's because we care about you. I care about you and I think I understand your anger now. I didn't before and I'm sorry, but I'm not good at reading emotions. I try my best but I fall short sometimes even with family."
"So you'll take me home then?" Wildfire asked, a bit of hope shining through his anger. He took a step forward, emerging from the shadows.
"Yes. I promise," Starfire insisted.
"Good," Wildfire sighed, relaxing ever so slightly. Despite this, tension remained between the siblings.
"Wildfire," Starfire started, struggling to pick her words, "there are things I want you to understand before we leave. What you said to my friends, to me, was not okay."
"Well why not?" Wildfire asked, his eyes dimming ever so slightly. For once he wasn't standoffish but genuinely curious. "Is it wrong to say what you think? What you feel?"
"No, you have every right to express your feelings. That is the way on Tamaran, but you must understand the circumstances surrounding your words," Starfire explained. "There are things that happened while you were away that you haven't been told."
"Well, go on then. I'm listening," Wildfire assured, moving to stand beside his sister.
"It would be easier to show you," the princess replied. "We must go to the tower. Then you will understand."
While reluctant, Wildfire agreed. The two siblings ventured back to the tall T shaped building and entered through the shattered window that would inevitably need repairs. Keeping his head down, Wildfire followed Starfire through the hallways to where Blackfire was staying.
The eldest sibling was both relieved and equally irritated to have Wildfire back. She went through a plethora of facial expressions before settling on one that reminded Starfire of their father.
"We have some talking to do," Starfire remarked, settling a hand on Wildfire's shoulder.
"No kidding," Blackfire scoffed.
It took some time for the tension between all of Tamaran's remaining royal family to soften. It took even longer for Blackfire to formulate her thoughts and where she wanted to start in her story. Wildfire needed to grasp the tragedies that plagued Tamaran since he was a child and the sacrifices both she and Starfire had made to ensure their people were safe.
Both sisters relayed the events of Tamaran's first invasion and the brutality that resulted from it. The way they'd struggled to pick up the pieces of their home while Wildfire was away. How they'd mourned their parents' deaths alone. The way they were expected to fulfill the roles of a ruler when they themselves were children.
"And then came the second invasion," Blackfire sighed, her eyes darkening drastically as she recalled the Kroloteans. "If it hadn't been for Starfire's friends Tamaran would be lost. Even then there was a price to be paid."
Expression somber, Blackfire removed portions of her usual armored attire to reveal scarred skin along her arms and torso. The skin was raised, twisted in some places, and a vibrant pink.
"She is still healing," Starfire sighed, knowing full well that Blackfire surviving the Kroloteans' weapon was nothing short of a miracle.
"So when you said that Star and I haven't upheld Mom and Dad's legacy, that they would be ashamed of us, you couldn't have been farther from the truth," Blackfire insisted, quickly redressing.
Wildfire sat quietly for a long time as tears brimmed in his eyes. His shoulders shook as he struggled not to cry before an earnest apology slipped from his mouth. "I'm sorry. I really am. I just...this has been hard for me. I don't feel like I even know who I am. Going home, that's my best shot of finding myself. Of feeling normal. Where I was, I was a freak. No one looked like me, talked like me, or had powers like me. I felt like I belonged anywhere but there. When Rachel reached out to me I was so excited. I couldn't wait to find you both. But then I came here and, I don't know, it wasn't what I expected."
"How so?" Blackfire asked.
"You both seemed so perfect, so normal like you wanted to be here. Like Tamaran didn't matter. Like I didn't matter. I felt like I was a second place to everyone else. That I might as well have stayed away. I didn't understand anything that was happening and it scared me," Wildfire admitted. "All of this has been terrifying."
"It was for me too," Starfire reassured, "but you cannot let fear dictate your life. It will keep you from living, from experiencing things as they are. Blackfire and I did not want to keep you here to feel like a prisoner. We wanted to spend time with you before returning home. Once we leave, once Tamaran knows you're alive, everything changes."
"I guess this was all a big miscommunication then wasn't it?" Wildfire worried, looking up at his two older sisters. "I feel like a fool."
"You are, but that's expected," Blackfire promised.
"I suppose I also owe a few apologies."
"You do," Blackfire nodded, crossing her arms, "but everyone here is forgiving. You're lucky."
With a deep sigh, Wildfire stood, wiped his hands on his pants and made his way out of Blackfire's room. He felt better, relieved to have cleared everything up, but he also felt an immeasurable amount of guilt. Swallowing tightly, the young prince sought out Cyborg deep in the depths of the tower as he struggled to repair himself.
"Did you come to punch me again?" Cyborg asked, arching a brow.
"No," Wildifre shook his head, "I am here to apologize. It is a custom on multiple planets. Here included?"
"Yeah," Cyborg nodded, evening out a dent in his chest.
"In that case, I am deeply sorry for having hit you. I was experiencing a lot of emotions that I did not know how to describe. You didn't deserve that," Wildfire sighed, eyes settling on the ground. "I understand now that you are equally important to my sisters. I suppose I was jealous of you and your friends more than anything."
"I can understand that," Cyborg assured, his feelings of distaste for the prince softening. "Don't beat yourself up over it. Just trust that your sisters care about you. A lot."
"I know," Wildfire smiled faintly, before leaving Cyborg alone. With that settled he wandered aimlessly through the tower in search of the witch only to come up empty handed. In the end, he found her room. It was strange to say the least, darker than Wildfire expected with all sorts of strange books and artifacts lying about. It seemed like her bedroom came from a different universe entirely.
What was most off putting were the things that didn't match the dark and dreary design. For instance, splashes of color lay scattered throughout ranging from strange little statues of mythical creatures like unicorns to stuffed animals.
"Ah, I see they didn't tell you rule number one of the tower," rasped a somewhat familiar voice. Startled, Wildfire whirled about to find Raven leaning in the doorway with Silkie in hand along with Willie.
"I did not mean to intrude. I was looking for you but I could not find you," Wildfire stammered.
"I know," Raven shrugged, carefully setting Silkie down beside Willie. "Had to take them out for a walk or they won't sleep."
"I see," Wildfire nodded, watching as Willie leapt across a book shelf as Silkie scuttled across the floor to a dog bed. "Wh-what is rule number one of the tower?"
"No one is allowed in here without direct permission," Raven informed, shedding her jacket.
"Even Starfire?" Wildfire asked.
"She's the only exception," Raven admitted.
"Right," the prince nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Well, since you're here I wanted to apologize for what I said earlier. It was wrong of me and I can see that now."
"It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes," Raven reassured. "It took a long time for your sister to understand what she could and couldn't say. Earth culture is very different from Tamaran. People have to think before they speak. Which is difficult when we operate more on emotional stimuli than anything else."
"How do you do it then?"
"It took years of practice," Raven explained. "My powers stem from my own feelings. I can't afford to feel anything too extremely or it's dangerous for everyone. Theoretically, I could ruin galaxies with the snap of a finger if motivated to do so."
"That's terrifying," Wildfire gasped.
"Some would think so. Others find it strangely endearing," Raven mused.
"How do you manage it? Isn't it difficult to remain so calm?"
"Some days it's extremely difficult, but I rely on meditation and then there's my alter ego," Raven informed, momentarily pausing to keep Silkie from getting stuck behind the nightstand. "Silkie, I swear you love to get stuck back there. One of these days I'm not going to help you out."
"Alter ego?" Wildfire continued.
"Oh, yeah. Uh, it can be a little alarming but don't worry too much about it. It's still me just... different." Taking a step back, Wildfire watched the normal looking girl in front of him turn into an intimidating red skinned demon.
"Are you showing off?" Gar asked, pausing at the open doorway. "Look, I can transform too!"
Without warning he morphed into a tiger that was equally intimidating. Wildfire looked between both of the heroes with wide eyes.
"Don't overwhelm him," Raven frowned, having returned to normal in a matter of seconds. With a roll of the eyes, the large green tiger padded down the hallway making strange grumbles like he was trying to argue.
"That was...interesting. Can everyone do that?" Having completely forgotten his past apprehension, Wildfire spent a majority of the evening pestering Raven with questions. Under normal circumstances it would have been annoying but Wildfire was like a toddler trying to understand the world around him. Everything was "why" and "how." Raven couldn't fault him for that.
At some point the young prince made himself comfortable on the floor only to fall asleep halfway through a question. It was funny at first until Raven realized she couldn't exactly remove him from her room. With a sigh, she tucked a pillow under his head and placed a blanket over him.
Needless to say, Starfire found it absolutely adorable and considered it a sleepover when she joined Raven in bed.
"He asks more questions than Gar," Raven groaned, eager to get a good night's sleep herself.
"He's just curious," Starfire insisted, eagerly nestling into Raven's side.
"I know," Raven sighed, staring intently at the ceiling for a moment. "Are you leaving tomorrow? For Tamaran?"
"I promised him," Starfire winced. "You could join us if-."
"No, it's okay. The three of you should do it alone. You'll just have to tell me all about it when you get back." Closing her eyes, Raven felt the pull of sleep already when she felt a light kiss settle on her brow.
"Thank you for caring for him," Starfire whispered.
"Don't mention it. He reminds me of how you used to be," Raven admitted, stifling a yawn. "It's kind of cute."
Pleased with the way things had sorted themselves out, Starfire fell asleep with a smile on her face eager to fulfill her promise to Wildfire as soon as the sun rose. Admittedly, she would miss Raven and her friends but she was excited. It felt right to take him home. She could practically see the excited faces of her parents. They'd finally have their children together again, safe on Tamaran. That thought alone was enough to comfort her.
It was time to go home to a palace that was finally whole again. Tamaran would be complete at last.