Hello, people! This is my first story, so try not to dis it too badly. And my English is a little rusty. Plus, my story really isn't that long. And the chapters are short... Other then that, feel free to review truthfully. )
Disclaimer: No, I do not own the Teen Titans. But thanks for asking.
I've already written out this entire story, and I am NOT going back through it to change it! Go ahead, tell me it's poorly written, but there's a shorter story that stinks a whole lot more than this one, if that's possible. I'm not saying that you'll think it stinks, but chances are you might... w/e. R&R, please.
"Titans! Trouble!" Robin shouted. "We've got a bank robbery on Woodhaven Boulevard!"
The Titans arrived at the scene just as a hooded figure fled down a dark alley. As the Titans followed, they were unaware of another figure, running in the opposite direction.
"Hold it right there!" shouted Robin. The figure paid no mind and kept running. The Titans cornered the figure at the end of the alley. There was nowhere to go but up.
"Titans, go!" yelled Cyborg. "Hey!" protested Robin. "That's my line! Besides, I want to take this guy down myself." "Robin, ever since that whole 'apprentice' thing with Slade, you've been kind of weird," said Cyborg. "You sure you're okay?" "I'm fine," muttered Robin. "And don't, for any reason, try to help me."
"I take you have issues with this Slade character?" questioned the figure. "You have no idea!" Robin yelled as he hurled himself at the hooded stranger. The figure slid aside as if he were taing a walk in the park. He ducked every time Robin punched. He managed to dodge everything Robin threw. And neither of the two had touched the other. Not even once.
Just as Robin was delivering a punch, a gunman appeared out of nowhere and shot the hooded figure. Robin's punch connected, sending the figure flying into the brick building at the end of the alley. The hooded figure pulled hiself to his feet as the gunman disappeared. The figure scaled the building wall with ease, climbing up to the rooftop. Seeing the Titans closing in, he took a running leap to the next building, landing in a heap at the edge over the highway. Robin landed next to him. The figure kicked Robin, sending him flying to the other end of the rooftop. Cyborg got out his cyber cannon and took aim at the figure. "Cyborg, no!" Robin yelled. But it was too late. The hooded figure fell down onto the highway. As he hit the pavement, a semi appeared. The Titans watched in horror as the figure was hit by the semi. They heard him scream a horrible, piercing scream.
Beasty Boy winced. "Well, you know he's dead." "Starfire! Go get him!" Robin ordered. Starfire retrieved the hooded figure. The figure groaned. "He's still alive!" Cyborg uttered in awe. As Starfire lowered the figure he screamed in agony. "Hey, take it easy, pal!" Beast Boy said. Cyborg studied the figure. "He's wearing a mask and using a voice disguiser." "Should we remove his mask?" asked Starfire. "Why can't you let him have his privacy? I enjoy mine," Raven commented. "Hey, guys, this is a breakthrough!" Beast Boy said. "Raven actually enjoys something!" "Quit fooling around and call 9-1-1!" Robin said. "This guy needs some serious help."