DFoC- okay this takes place during the Teen Titans episode 'Revolution' after Mad Mod comes onto the big screens in town…I was just watching the show and as soon as he said 'bow down to your new king, king Moddy!' I was just like 'hell no, you bloody bugger! I bet you would love that, but it ain't gonna happen' and all in my British accent…so I started staring at the TV for like, 5 minutes, before I got off my ass screaming 'INSPIRATION!' at the top of my lungs, running upstairs and grabbing my computer…thus typing up what I am…now for my disclaimers before I lose anything else in my mind…also I'm open for any character ideas for the future, though this story is kinda already set…well cheerio for now chaps!
Disclaimers- DFoC owns nothing of Teen Titans except the plot and maybe some later characters...actually she doesn't even own most of the plot, since this was taken straight from the show and only slightly altered!!!! HAHAHA TO YOU DFoC!!!!
"'Ello my duckies! You bloody American colonists have been rebellious far too long. So I'm here to claim this city in the name of jolly old England! Now it's time to bow down to your new king, King Moddy! Heh, that'd be me."
Themesongthemesongthemesongthemesongthemesongthemesongthemesong…
Everyone in town bowed down before the screen in front of them, everyone except a single girl. She was wearing a black tank top that revealed a lot of skin and a too short skirt with black skater sneakers. She had dark brown hair with red and blue streaks alternating, and a pair of fog gray eyes that could kill. She was standing, her hips slanted and arms crossed over her chest.
"Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you, you great codfish?" she yelled to the screen with British accent. Mad Mod stared at her, shocked someone wasn't affected by his hypnosis screens. The girl whipped a pocket knife from her skirt back pocket, flipped it open, grabbing it by the blade. "Too bad I can't be hypnotized!" she yelled, this time in her regular voice. She threw the knife at the screen, watching it flip over and over before hitting the screen and causing it to explode. She heard a noise from a little behind the crowd and knelt down quickly, seeing the Teen Titans fly over her head. They stopped, wondering what had happened to the screen. She risked a quick glance up and saw Beast Boy flying up to the screen, plucking out her knife.
"Shit," she whispered, only to mentally curse herself again seeing Raven turn her head slightly.
"Hey, I found this in the screen!" Beast Boy called out.
"Know whose it is?" another boy asked, possibly Robin from the way the voice sounded. Apparently, Beast Boy didn't know, because when the girl glanced up once more, Beast Boy was a dog, intently sniffing the knife, then the ground. She closed her eyes, hoping upon hope that he wouldn't sniff her out. Her plan failed when she was knocked over by Beast Boy's cold, wet nose. She landed on her hands and knees, then was surrounded by a black bubble.
"Damn it!" she cried out. "Let me outta this stupid bubble! If you haven't noticed, I'm on the good side!" She stopped pounding her fists against the walls around her and folded her arms across her chest again. The bubble disappeared, and Robin walked up to her, her knife in his hand. He handed it to her, and she snatched it, closing and shoving it back in her pocket.
"What the hell did you do?" Cyborg asked her. She glared at him, and he backed away a few steps in fear.
"What does it look like? I threw the damn knife…you know, because I don't wanna live in a world ruled by that bloody bastard!" Her face changed dramatically, going from anger to nothing but concentration as she stared past them all. She was the only one who saw the white light rapidly moving toward them. "Oh shit. Put another bubble thing around us! Now!" They all looked at her, confused, and she pointed behind them. They looked and got the picture, and they were all surrounded by a bubble, covering their eyes from the intense light. About a minute later they opened their eyes and gasped.
"What the…" Beast Boy started. Everyone else was too shocked to put into words what they saw.
"Welcome to jolly old England, black and white style," the girl said with a sour face. All around them, the whole town had turned into a black and white papery version of old England, and there were soldiers everywhere. And Mad Mod was sitting in the center of town on a big throne, crown on head and scepter in hand, laughing like a total maniac.
Okay gonna stop it here, but I will go on if you give me some reviews…they can be good or bad, but I prefer the good kind…since flames will piss me off and then I won't be able to control myself and my inner vamp will take over and then I'll have to bury my fangs into the flamers' sweet, pulsing, possibly innocent, neck as I slowly drink away their life…you don't want that to happen…so…yea…please review bye bye
