I have to ask for patience, I am new to this so I welcome pointers. I don't own the Teen Titans nor any other DC Universe characters, villains or ideas. The story as well as my original character are mine. Enjoy!
A handful of women in wedding gowns were screaming, photographers were running for cover and Control Freak was standing amidst it all. He seemed so sure of himself, confident in his plan. Now all he had to do was choose one to be his bride.
He fired a shot into the air silencing everyone. He suddenly felt awkward so he cleared his throat.
"I am here to take one of you lovely ladies to be my wife. Now I know you will all be fighting over me but I am only one man-" he was inturrupted by a flying object sending his control flying out of his hand.
"Still can't get a date, Control Freak?" Robin asked. He stood with his team at his back.
"Robin and the Teen Titans! It is I," he struck a pose, "your arch nemesis!"
In the silence all that could be heard was Raven rolling her eyes.
"Titans, go!"
Control Freak had since regained his control and was spawning movie menaces as the Titans drew near. A battle ensued, which considering their enemy was surprisingly evenly matched. Mingled cries of Booyah and explosions continued for some time until Robin finally got a hold on the remote and crushed it under his steel toed boot. In no time at all Control Freak was being carted away.
It seemed just another routine day and the Titans moved to leave. Except Beast Boy, of course.
"So, ladies." He turned to the models with a wiggle of his ears. "I saw you checking me out back there."
All but one of the women rolled their eyes and laughed. He was sweet but overly so. Besides, most of them were there to work, not to play. The one who had seperated herself from the crowd had walked to Robin. She seemed to have no trouble walking in her white frock and soon caught him when he stopped to examine the remains of the remote.
"Are you Robin?" the woman asked. She seemed to be about twenty and was taller than Robin by a few inches. Her brown eyes looked at him with a clarity that belonged in an older face.
"Yes, can I help you with anything?"
"I am looking for someone. Someone that I lost a long time ago. I thought you might know of her." The woman looked hopeful.
"I can do my best, but these things are better dealt with through the police. We mostly just deal with criminals that they don't have the expertise to handle."
"That's why I'm asking you. I'm looking for someone who isn't a native to here-" She was interrupted by a loud squeal of Duuuuude and laughter.
"I'm sorry, you'll have to leave a report with the police. If they think they need our help they will contact us." Robin turned away sharply to reprimand Beast Boy and Cyborg. At least he hoped the police would, there was a lot of tension between the two crime fighting groups. He would have to speak to the chief about it.
He wanted to get back to the tower soon, he wanted to make sure that Starfire was alright. She seemed sick when they left so he had ordered her to sit this one out. Uncharacteristically, she had. He really hoped that it wasn't another coming of age deal. That was an awkward couple of days...
The woman smoldered as Robin walked off to be whisked away by a black raven. She narrowed her eyes and frowned. He knew something, he just had to.
"Sweetie, we're ready to start shooting again-" The photographer stopped at the look in her eye. "Ummm... maybe tomorrow? Take a day off."
The woman walked off muttering to herself. She was going to find her Koriand'r but it looked like it would have to wait until nightfall.
Ok so now you hate me. "Cliffhanger? Cliffhanger? We don't need no stinking cliffhanger!" (1974, Blazing Saddles - slightly modified) But admit it, you're curious.
