*Teen Titans © Glen Murakami, DC, etc.*
*Jaden O'Riley, and all other original characters (c) myself*
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The car hood glistened under the lights, like a bright red apple, showing off the red bird decoration on it. The car zoomed down the street, past a pair on their night out. Though, like the young woman that turned back just to see his car, Jaden didn't bother to. What was the point?
Jaden turned the wheel to the left, eyes dipping into the direction, though appearing a tad soft. Though on the road, his thoughts were cruising on the past's highway, thinking of what had occurred many, many, weeks ago. Even though he shouldn't be a past-dweller, he could still see him, his eyes staring at him through the screen. And the boy… laying on the hospital bed with his ankle wrapped up like raw meat at a meat market.
The street he rode into was much like the one behind him, only some buildings were abandoned with many boarded up and cracked windows. Whatever. What mattered was the very building on the far left, an old, dingy, art studio. Jaden paused his Pontiac Firebird halfway down the street and backed it up into a large, grimy, old and dark alleyway. There was no, obvious, way that he could pause before that building. At all.
The young man manifested from the car, going to the back, taking off his cap and rubbing his black hair. He popped the trunk open and took note of the five items that were hidden under a dark blue blanket. Two silvery metal and blue laden pistols, one grenade-shaped device, and a black and gray sniper rifle and a box filled with rifle-bullets. Jaden strapped the rifle onto his back, strapped the device on his belt, picked both pistols and placed them on the holsters around his baggy, red pants. The young man hummed to himself, feeling just ready for the act he would commit. Jaden's black boots scaled up the brick building he was by, grunting all the way up. Just like how he learned back in school. The young man backflipped over the cement ledge, two drops of sweat on his temple already. He looked to his right and noticed a black substance emerging from it. Jaden's eyes narrowed, pulling the rifle from his back.
Right on time. He was right on time for his apparent end.
The limousine paused in front of the art studio, the chauffer emerging from the front and opening the door for Jaden's target to erupt from. Jaden had his sniper rifle sitting on the edge of the building, the young man biting his lip. He eyed his target through the scope, green eye taking in his target's stupid—blank—white hair!
BANG!
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The bell-chime rang over an opened glass door, a young woman calmly walking away from the store she had visited, holding onto a gray plastic bag in her left hand. Raven loved reading books and stowing herself away in her room, but even though she wouldn't admit it, she had to go out sometime. And that wasn't when she was out defeating villains with her comrades. Or going to some fast-food place. No, mostly for any other necessities. Such as for her crafting projects.
She walked up to the T-Car, allowing herself in.
At the front wheel was Cyborg, his lips pursed up in a very curious manner.
"So, what'd you buy in there?" he began, starting the car and driving away from the shopping district.
The young sorceress fumbled around in the bag and pulled out a cloth wrapped up in a white ribbon. The cloth itself was red and white-flower printed, as Raven stated monotonously, "Fat squares."
Cyborg double-took, just perplexed at what he heard. "Fat-what? Heck are those?"
"These are what quilts are made with." Raven lectured in a rather bored tone, still holding the cloth up in her hand. "People had to use different pattern fabrics to make their blankets."
True. Raven had read about quilts, their history, and how they were made, inspiring her to do the same.
"So what, you're gonna make a ton for all of us then?" Cyborg inquired in a very joking manner, leaning towards Raven in the slightest. He himself wouldn't mind having a quilt made for him, one that he could sleep under during the winter. Starfire would love it too, as she was into doing her hair, cooking (though very nasty alien food), and what not. Robin would call it cool and Beast Boy would be very hyped for it.
"Ughhh," was what Raven could utter, her face appearing rather uncertain. That was when something beamed on Cyborg's arm, much like the Titans' communicators meaning…
"Wait, there's something going on at the edge of town," Cyborg reported, sounding strong and serious like a military officer. And like that, Cyborg wasted no time in driving them where he and Raven needed to be.
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What the?! Jaden thought to himself, panicked and confused, looking away from the scope. His target was supposed to go down, go down like an old building. But his target didn't because it wasn't the target at all!
It was a hologram. The bullet had gone through and the hologram shook and whizzed all other holograms when touched. And the bullet met a mine that was embedded in the cement, causing an explosion loud enough to be heard in the blocks away from it.
What has that mad man De Blanco done!? Or rather, what did he know? Jaden screamed in his mind, one of his hands gripping his head. The young man mounted his rifle back on his spine, running, ready to jump off this building. If De Blanco had planted a mine in the cement and expected someone to come and snuff him out, then Jaden had to. He most likely knew of his presence of here as well.
Jaden's hand and boot soles scratched the building's wall, black leather jacket looming up in the air as he slid down. When he made it to the bottom, Jaden landed on his hip and his other hand, grunting. He quickly got up again, running to his car. He pulled out the keys and rammed it in, cringing when he heard another car manifest behind him and pause.
Jaden froze in the air, not wanting to peek at what was looming behind his back.
"Put your hands in the air," a voice, - feminine? - ordered. Jaden had never heard of De Blanco having a female troop. He didn't mind strong women, but… it was uncanny.
"Turn around so we can see you, pal," boomed a male voice.
Jaden did not want to abide by these people's orders, but he knew what happened to prisoners of war. Should he disobey, it would mean utter end. Jaden turned around, biting both of his lips. He imagined there being troops donning white and carrying guns larger than his sniper, but… it was completely different. Instead, were two oddly-clad figures, one in gray and blue and another in dark blue. The former's hand was a glowing blue light, and the latter had a dark orb in her hand. Jaden couldn't tell how old they were, but he was very sure that they should be either high school or university students right now.
"Drop the rifle, NOW!" the strange young lady boomed. Even though she wore a hood for who knows what, it was obvious that she was in a serious mood.
Jaden huffed, shutting his eyes tight, opening his hand and letting the rifle fall to the ground. No matter. The strange guy came and around and shoved the rifle away with his foot, his odd hand still aimed at Jaden.
The strange guy snorted, almost mocking him, "Dude, you may have done what you have done, 'pecially at your age, but you're no match for my sonic cannon." How did they find that he accidentally concocted that explosion?
"Shut up, I don't take so kindly to anyone getting in my way!" Jaden hissed, pointing his pistols at them. He may be on De Blanco's radar right now, but De Blanco was possibly still somewhere in the city—and Jaden had to find him, and quick.
Raven threw her dark orb at the young man, at his left hand. The pistol was knocked back, as Jaden cried out. He gripped onto his remaining pistol, still not willing to go down, at least not without a fight. He fired twice at her, but Raven lifted herself up in the air, evading his attack. Cyborg came to his friend's defense, swinging his fist at Jaden. Jaden knelt, got on his hands and set his boots at Cyborg's gut.
Cyborg grunted, holding onto his stomach as he slid on the cement away from him. Jaden prepared to fire again, but a black-cluster surrounded him, keeping the young man frozen like a statue. Jaden cried out as he had not expected what just happened.
"We'd let you go with a warning, but considering your very manners, we might have to take you into custody." Raven spat, though monotonously. This was one of the very last things she wanted. Next to Beast Boy's dumb gags, someone causing an explosion for whatever reason was not her idea of a good day. Cyborg went to the T-Car's trunk, opening it and pulling out a pair of handcuffs. They were just as blue as his shirt, glowing around like glow-sticks as Cyborg clamped them onto his wrists, behind his back. That may have not been the strangest thing he had seen all day.
"What about my car? I can't leave it out here!" Jaden bellowed, thrashing his fists down like a fussy child. Cyborg was right by him, hands on his hips as a mere smile was on his face.
"Firebird like that? Don't worry about it, what matters is that you and everything you have will be taken into custody." Cyborg told him before he passed him off to Raven.
After Cyborg picked his guns for evidence and strapped his car to theirs, Jaden hung his head down. Though he wouldn't admit it, this was better than being annihilated by De Blanco himself.
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