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The Man Behind The Mask
Character Profile:
NAME: Tempt
REAL NAME: Cassandra Amesty
AGE: 29
OUTFIT: black half-hoodie and gray sweatpants with black and white Airforces; wears a black belly ring and has a tattoo inked on the inside of her wrist that says, "Remember" in Chinese
SIDE: Villain
BIO: Just moved from LA to Jump City; used to be a stripper at a bar; retired assassin; tracking down her brother who killed her family
LOOKS: amber eyes, slender and toned, pouty pink lips, long wavy red hair with highlights
POWERS: teleportation, seduction/persuasion, hand-to-hand combat
****Slade is 31 now and the Titans are between the ages 15-18; THIS IS AFTER RAVEN DEFEATS TRIGON****
Chapter 1: Titans Drool
Theme Song: Cobra Starship ft. Sabi: You Make Me Feel and Adam Lambert: For Your Entertainment
The sun beat down on my head as I window-shopped in my new denim skinny jeans, lime green halter-top, and rainbow wedge heel sandals. Oh, that bag is just to die for! I mused over a cute green Prada handbag. I was pressing my nose against the window to get a better look at when a man made of cinderblock came roaring down the street along with a gooey monster with neon jelly-like boils pulsing out of it and a monster surging with lighting blue electricity. People started to run screaming as they started to trash the place, throwing cars into stores and ripping street lamps out of their moldings.
While everyone ran around in mass hysteria, I walked into the store and took the bag from the window display out. I scanned the tops of buildings, searching for the man I now worked for. About two buildings over and three stories up, I saw the slight shadow of a figure and started to walk towards it calmly. From behind me I could hear the catch phrase everyone knew and loved, "Titans Go!" The figure's shape began to come into focus as I walked up to him, smirking. "What's up, Slade?"
Flashback: Two days ago: I searched the ground for any tracks my brother might have left behind from his overnight stay in the empty lot surrounded by trees in the forest. "Damn you, Ash. You of course would cover your traps this perfectly," I growled quietly. I stood up and looked around for anything that might have looked even slightly out of place. A dark shadow flashed across my vision and I whipped my head back to where I seen it. "Who's there? Is it you, Ash? Come out and fight like a man!" I yelled. "I'm sorry to say it's not your dearest brother, Cassandra." I fervently scanned the treetops, searching for the person the voice belonged to. "Who are you?" The ground behind me trembled slightly with a soft pat and suddenly my hands were pinned behind my back. "My name is Slade and I'd like you to work for me." I furiously tried to get free of his iron grip. "Why would I want to help you? And how do you know my name? How do you know about my brother?" The man behind me chuckled and whispered in my ear, "All in do time, sweet girl. But to answer your first question, you should help me because I can help you find your brother." I kicked my leg out behind me. My foot connected with the man's knee. He was so caught off guard he shuffled back with an expected, yet surprised look on his 'face'. "And how exactly do you plan to do that?" The man's face was covered with a metal mask, one side bronze, and the other silver. He wore a black suit with hints of armor in it. "If you will help me, you may find out." I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why should I trust you?" He cocked his head at me, seemingly amused. "You shouldn't, as I don't trust you either, but none the less, we can certainly help each other." I took a moment to think about his offer, and then raised my chin defiantly. "Fine. The name's Tempt. Don't you ever forget it." I offered my hand for him to shake. "I wouldn't dare to think of it." And he kissed my hand and disappeared.
"Like my bag?" I asked cheerfully. He looked down at me with amused, yet bored eyes. "Lovely. Hurry and change so you can help the others. I want them to see what they're up against." I cocked my eyebrow at him. "How many times do I have to tell you not to rush me? All will happen in do time. Now hold this." I gave him my newly 'purchased' bag and from a duffle bag he handed me, 'seductively' changed my clothes in front of him. "Keep your tongue in your mouth, boy," I teased him, knowing he had no mouth piece to hang his tongue from.
After I slipped on my gray sweatpants, I ran out of the alley and into the fight between the Teen Titans and Slade's monsters. I popped up behind the small green imp known as Beastboy. "Hey there, handsome," I whispered in his ear. He squeaked and whipped around to see nothing but space as I had popped up behind him again. "Over here, imp." I chuckled as he swung around again. I hit him hard in the back of the head, knocking him out instantly. "You are just too cute," I said to his unconscious form. I turned to the fight ensuing by the jewelry shop. "One down, four more to go."
I dashed into the 'scuffle' and called off Overload and Plasmus, and then jumped on Cinderblock's back. "Forward, Stone!" I cheerfully commanded, using my nickname for him. "My name is not Stone!" he screamed at me, but surged forward nonetheless. With a battle cry that would make a war general proud, he slammed his concrete fist into the ground, rippling the already cracked and debris-strewn street. The guy made of metal, Cyborg and the shrimp with the cheap hair-gelled hair, Robin, were thrown off balance while the goth and bubbly red-headed blonde flew into the air.
"Who is that?" I heard the leader ask to no one in particular. I jumped down and landed in front of Cinderblock. "The name's Tempt. And don't you dare forget it." "I don't know what you want," Robin said, "but you're going down. Titans GO!" I teleported over to Beastboy and picked him up by the collar. Teleporting back over to Cinderblock and handed the green elf over to him, warned the Titans, "Uh uh uh, I don't think you want anything to happen to your precious Beastboy, now would you?" The Titans stopped abruptly. I smirked and leaned into Cinderblock's oversized concrete leg. "I didn't think so. Now, you have something my boss wants. Give it to me."
"And who exactly is your boss?" Raven asked in her usual monotone voice. I slid my half-lidded gaze over to focus on her ashen gray face. "Just a friend." I looked at Robin once again, grabbing hold of Beastboy with a knife in my hand. "Now, Robin. Give. Me. What's. Mine. Or else." My lips turned up in a sadistic grin. He glanced at the sharp blade poised at the bottom of Beastboy's throat. It seemed like a battle was going on in his head. "Remember, Robin, one move and the little imp's done for." He clenched his teeth as he reluctantly dug through a pouch on his belt to pull out a small blue disk. I motioned for Cinderblock to bring the boy over.
We walked over to the Boy Wonder and I held out my hand. He angrily jammed the disk into my hand, his team surprised at his actions. I picked up the boy and threw him over to the floating alien. "It's been nice doing business with you," I teased and winked at him. "Come on, sweetie," I told Cinderblock, a hand on his arm. "Plasmus. Overload. Let's go." From my pocket I dropped smoke bombs and we disappeared into the haze.