Teen Titans plus one more (Nightingale is found)

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*Gale*

As soon as I entered the Batcave, I ran up and out of it. I ran out of Bruce's office, towards the kitchen. I grabbed a banana.

 "Hi Alfred. Bye Alfred." I greeted.

I quickly tried to make my escape.

 "Mistress Gale, dear, whatever is the matter? You sound as sad as an ant about to be eaten by an aardvark." Alfred asked.

 "It happened. They turned on me." I stated.

I broke down in tears again. Alfred stopped dusting to hug me.

 "Why don't you start at the beginning, dear?" He suggested.

"We all were having a prank war and were at Round Three. It was a simulation, we were fighting the Injustice league, mainly Joker, Poison Ivy, and Deathstroke. Something happened and all who were left was me, the boys and Miss Martian. Somehow the simulation became real and the boys got controlled by Deathstroke. They stabbed me, then it ended. Alfred, they said they wouldn't turn on me, but they did." I explained.

 "There, there. You're safe now. But remember, it was only a simulation. If it were real, they would have fought against Deathstroke, not letting him control them. Now, let's go patch those gashes up." Alfred soothed.

He grabbed the first aid kit. He began to stitch up my four gashes. Pretty soon, he was done and I was up in my room.

I know it wasn't real, but it felt so real. No matter how many times I'm told it was a simulation, I will always know that in fact, my brothers had turned against me. They had turned against their word too. I don't know if  I can trust them.  

I fell asleep but was rudely awake by four boys in my face.

 "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be celebrating your victory with Deathstroke?" I growled.

 "Gale, it wasn't real! That wasn't us." Jason exclaimed.

 "Whatever." I shrugged.

 "Listen to us! You know we would never do that, not even if Deathstroke had really gained control over us." Damian said.

 "You're a fine one to speak. You used to be the bloodthirsty son of Bruce. I heard you wouldn't hesitate to beat the living daylights out of some suspected victim." I spat. 

 "Gale, we really didn't mean to do it! If we really had done it, then you would have my permission to kill me." Tim stated.

 "Do I have your permission now? It was real and I have the gashes to prove it." I asked.

 "G-bird. Why are you acting like this?" Dick asked.

 "Don't EVER call me that again, Richard Grayson! You seriously don't know why I'm mad?! I'll let Alfred tell you. And Richard? You have my permission to date Starfire. Don't deny it, I saw how you were looking at her. I'm now just your adopted sister." I growled.

With that, I left my room and my brothers gaping at my behavior.

*Dick*

 "Dude, ouch. That's harsh." Jason hissed.

 "She did have a point here though. You were staring at Starfire with goo goo eyes." Tim chimed in.

 "But what did she mean about why she was mad? What did we do?" I asked.

 "You don't remember?! Dick, we were under Deathstroke's control and we stabbed her. What else why should she be mad?" Damian stated.

"There's something else, I feel it. Come on. We need to talk with Alfred." I said.