Disclaimer: Okay, so I guess I should note that I don't own Batman Beyond or the original characters. I will add a few of my own characters, and they will be my own (duh).

FYI: You should know that I'm terribly new at this and will probably make a complete fool of myself at some point and time (and more than once). So please bear with me, and please notify me of anything that I'm doing wrong as you see it. I need all the help I can get to make sure I do all of this correctly. Any mistakes you notice will be out of my ignorance on doing online fanfiction.

The Guardian Angel History: Now, this story is already written. I am treating it as new, though, because I am editing it chapter by chapter so that it's fit for the public. I started on this at age 13 (6 years ago) so you can understand why it needed work. It will be a two part story and I am also writing the sequel, which I promise will not be lame. This story is very dear to me, and after being persuaded and encouraged by my bestest friend and fellow writer, to whom I owe whatever skill or boldness I may have picked up over time, I finally decided to put it up here. This all began years back, watching the show and becoming a fan, and coming here to see others writing on Batman Beyond. Guardian Angel was always supposed to be here; I wrote it with you (the reader) in mind. I drew from my own life experiences, things I saw around me, and I tried to touch on life's struggles and joys in a raw, familiar way. This is a long story because it is telling a story of someone's life, and chronicles their growth. I will do my best to edit it to excellence. I want you to laugh, cry, feel what the characters feel, and gain a greater appreciation of love. The best way I can define this story is in two words: true love. This will be a long ride, but I hope you enjoy every second of it!

Prologue

He loves me.Terry and I had another argument that day. It seemed like everything was getting worse. We used to be able to bounce back from our usual disputes, but things had changed.

It was another opportunity on another cloudy, unwelcoming afternoon. But as I ambled down that familiar sidewalk with my hands stuffed in the pockets of my trench coat and face to the ground, I welcomed it with open arms. The overcast sky helped me stay together.

Terry loves…me?

This thought twirled about in my mind, each rotation slowly breathing life into my fear. He was my friend, my best friend. How could he do this to me? The thought of Terry's love was too much for my mind to handle and I always pushed it away; not all things were meant to be.

Only minutes ago I had woken to the tune of an incoming text on my phone; it was Terry, he wanted to talk. And now I was headed for our usual coffee shop to meet him.

But I was afraid; I was nervous and even a little uncomfortable around him. Being around Terry wasn't the same anymore, now that I knew that he was in love with me.

Up ahead, a figure approached. The Saturday morning sidewalk was crowded with people, but my eyes were on the black-haired boy walking toward me. The blue eyes struck me like lightning.

I hated that I knew him so well that his presence was rarely undetectable to me. I shouldn't know someone that I couldn't have that well. What's the point?

Anger was my original disguise. It was what succeeded the most in keeping my heart intact...for a little while. It had only been a week since Terry told me the truth, answering every forbidden question I never wanted resolved.

I remember when I used to try to convince myself that Terry loved Dana. I did this long before I knew how he felt about me.

I combed my fingers through my barely shoulder-length, pink hair, watching Terry slide his hands into his jeans pockets and eyes rest on me.

Finally, we arrived at the door. We both stood awkwardly for a moment, then walked inside.

So there's the prologue! More will come soon. I promise!