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Long ago on a small, blue planet called Earth

there was a young alien girl who lived in a T.

She had many friends.

She was very powerful and very brave.

And although she never thought much of it,

she was also very beautiful.

Her life seemed entirely perfect,

until one day...

Huh?

Oh!

Starfire, hurry up!

You've been in there for 20 minutes!

And I'm not paper-trained.

One moment more, please!

No, no...

No...

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I fear something may be terribly wrong with me.

I could have Erenian measles,

or perhaps my epidermis has become infested

with Steiner mites, or...

Okay. What are you talking about?

I caution.

What you are about to see

may shock and disturb you.

It's a zit. Everybody gets them. Deal with it.

Then I am normal?

Oh, thank you, Raven!

Now I shall no longer feel worried or ashamed or...

Just so you know, that's not really dealing with it.

But one little bump

was only the beginning of her worries.

Deep down inside,

something strange was happening,

something very strange indeed.

The next day, she grew tusks on her neck.

Ah...

The day after that,

her fingernails grew long and ugly.

And the day after that,

she developed bizarre cravings

for the most unusual foods.

Help me.

And with each passing day,

the strange little alien

grew stranger and stranger

and stranger still.

Oh, my friends must not see

how hideous I have become,

or they will surely think I am turning

into some sort of horrible monster.

I must never allow

anyone to see me, ever again.

Starfire, trouble!

We need to go!

Please proceed! I will join you shortly.

Is that a sewer pipe?

Ew!

I don't know what's more disgusting, Plasmus,

the way you look or the stuff you eat.

Titans, go!

Come on, boogerman, give me what you got!

I'm gonna be smelling that for a week!

Azarath Metrion...

Yuck.

Cyborg, time for the Beast Boy blitz!

Orange-flavored bad guy?

Gross, yet strangely refreshing.

- Booyah! - Awesome!

Way to go Star... fire?

Interesting fashion statement.

Yeah. Uh, nice slicker.

Starfire, you've been acting kind of strange lately.

Is everything okay?

Ew!

Just when you thought he couldn't get uglier.

Dude, that is sick.

And not in the good way.

No matter how nasty he gets, he's just a monster,

and like every other monster, he's got to go!

Oh.

Duck!

Whoa!

Starfire?

Ew!

Starfire, what's going--?

I am sorry. I have got to go.

Starfire! Wait!

I truly am a monster.

And so the sad, strange girl

flew far away

into the cold, dark loneliness of outer space.

"Surely," thought the odd little alien,

"a horrible, ugly monster like me

"does not belong on Earth

with such good and handsome friends."

But where was she to go?

Not even her home planet would take her in

looking as strange as she did.

"I must find a new world," she decided,

one with monsters as horrible and ugly as I."

Hello, fellow ugly monsters.

Gonk. Gonk.

But with each new world she visited,

the strange alien girl felt uglier and uglier.

And with nowhere else to go, she wandered alone

into the deepest, darkest part of the galaxy.

But she was not really alone.

Cyborg, how long until we can launch?

Oh, about five minutes after you quit asking me that!

Are we sure this thing is ready to fly?

No, the T-Sub was built for deep sea, not deep space.

I don't care what it was built for,

it's going into space!

We've gotta find Starfire. Main power, online.

Defensive systems active.

Oxygen tanks at maximum.

Fusion thrusters ready to fire.

Titans, launch!

- Told you she was ready to fly! - Hm.

Hello? Someone is there?

Your planet is most inhospitable.

I would perhaps be welcomed here?

Let go now, please!

No!

Oh...

What is happening to me?

Something wonderful.

Please. I am too repellent

to be seen by one so glorious.

Fear not, young Tamaranean.

There is nothing wrong with you.

Nothing wrong?

Come.

All will be made clear shortly.

And with hope in her heart,

the strange little alien followed the mysterious woman

to the strangest place she had ever seen.

You are changing.

Do you know why?

It is because I have a zit?

Not quite, my dear.

You're experiencing the transformation,

a perfectly normal part of the Tamaranean life cycle.

But I do not understand.

When my sister had transformation,

she merely turned purple for two days. Why have I--

Transformation is different for each Tamaranean.

And you, sweet child,

are one of the special few

who will transform into a chrysalis.

Relax, dear. It will all be over soon.

How do you know these things?

I know, my dear,

because I am a Cironielian chrysalis eater.

Okay, so we know she's not there.

Wherever Starfire is, I just hope she's all right.

Wonderful!

Soon your cocoon will be complete,

and you, my dear,

will be at the peak of flavor.

In the meantime,

please scream all you wish.

It whets my appetite.

I have no reason to scream.

I can no longer have a home or friends.

I am far too ugly for such things.

Oh!

I don't think you're ugly at all, my dear.

In fact, you look good enough to eat!

Starfire!

I'll hold her off! Get Starfire out of here!

Starfire? Where's--

Um, in here.

Whoa.

Your friend belongs to me now.

You can have her back

once I finish digesting her.

I think it's time we wrapped this up.

Starfire, are you okay?

Starfire, can you hear me?

Hang on, I'm going to get you out!

No! Please go.

You will not wish to see me this way.

I'm your friend, Starfire.

I don't care how you look.

Besides, you look fine to me.

I am normal...

...mostly.

Since you have stolen my meal,

I shall devour you instead!

Devour this!

Dude, since when can your eyes do that?

Since just now?

Please do not reject me. I am almost normal.

You're exactly as you should be.

No matter how you change on the outside,

you'll always be Starfire on the inside.

So the happy young girl returned home with her friends,

and they all lived happily ever after.

That is, until Beast Boy

got the chicken pox.