Hi! This in my first fic so is going to be crap. So yeah let's get started.

I don't own Teen Titans cause if I did it would not have been cancelled!

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In every city in the world there was a pub like this one. A little hole in a wall. A place for the bad guys to unwind.

Some went there for a drink. Some went there for fun. Some went there to complain about how they were unsuccessful on their latest crime, yet again, 'cause of their cities local hero stopped them, then brag on how they got away.

Some were small and dark. Some were large and bright. Some let fights get to far. But one thing staid the same in all of these places. The good guys didn't know they existed. If they knew about them they would go in there every other day to catch some criminals. And that would be bad for business.

Everyone 'knows' bad guys had no respect for each other. But that's as far from the truth as possible. Everyone had their own rules on how they did their crimes and prioritised them differently, but every villain had one rule that was the same. Rule 1# Never talk about the pub. Everyone knew this rule, and everyone followed it.

Now these pubs had different rule depending on how good the resident hero(s) is/are. All let fight happen. Apart from this one. Jump city's. Outside you can do whatever you want to each other but as soon as you step inside you can't fight. AT ALL.

This place was called, quite simply, The HideOut. The owner, Spike, got in a bad fight at one of the bars in Gotham (there's like 50 there 'cause its crime central) a few years back, receiving a broken nose, arm and shoulder. Several cuts around his ankles that later got infected and had to be amputated off, and doesn't want that happening in Jump as most of the criminals here are under 21 years old. And most of his most common customers are under aged.

Business dropped dramatically in these bars all over the world after The Brotherhood of Evil situation as most of the bad guy were/still are frozen. Only a couple have escaped. And a few didn't even get caught in the first place. Take Cheshire for instance. The daughter of Sports Master was reported as 'Missing' after and none of the titans remember her getting frozen.

The weird thing is that Cheshire has seemingly teamed up with Slade's daughter, Ravager. The two of them seem to be making their way West but then go back to Steel City then go a bit further West then back to Steel. This has happened over 100 times now and they are getting very close to Jump. And everywhere they go a warehouse full of bodies are left behind. But rather than leaving a note to say who their employer was they just left a note on who they have killed and the crimes their victims have committed. They have been going after mobs and gangs. And this made the villain teams in Jump feel VERY nervous.

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It was a very busy night in The HideOut. Almost everyone who wasn't in jail or still frozen in Paris from Jump was there.

IT WAS SO NOISY! Only a few notices though. And of the few that did only a couple were worried that the Titans might come.

But what happened next no one would have guest. Cheshire and Ravager opened the door. The noise stopped dead. And everyone stared in shock. The girls looked at each other out the corner of their eyes and smirked (well everyone saw Ravager smirk, but they couldn't see if Cheshire was because of her mask but they guest she was).

Spike walked out the back and yelled "why'd all the noise sto- "then he saw the assassin and mercenary standing in the door way "Oh."

Now the girls were grinning.

"Now boys, there's no really reason to be terrified," stated Ravager in a sickly-sweet tone "and to the few girls in here, don't be so hard on the guys. They might act all big and tough but really their just big teddys." This got a little giggle out of the girls in the pub. Even though it was very out of character for her to say anything like that.

After a little bit, the shock was still there. No one thought they were going to go to Jump!(as it is a stealing city rather than some place like Star City where most crimes are kidnaps, tortures and murders. That is more their speed). And even if they did come to Jump NO ONE thought they would come to The HideOut.

On second thought, how did they get in. You need a password to get in and even if they knew it how did they find it. It was better hidden then the Bat Cave.

While everyone in the pub was pondering this, the girls had walked up to the bar and had taken a seat.

Everyone slowly want back to what they were doing previously but made sure to keep their distance. All but one.

He and Spike had been busy having a convocation over what percentage money each would get after Spike sold an expensive piece of hardware that the thief stole. They had eventually they had decided to split it 20% to Spike because he 'was only selling it' and he 'had the bar' and 80% to the thief because he 'actually obtained it'. Then spike went in the back to put away the hardware for a super computer. Cheshire and Ravager walked in. Spike came back out and you know the rest.

The thief was looking at the girls wondering why they were here when he heard someone say something to his left. Spike had been talking to him for a full 5 minutes, but he hadn't notice 'till now.

POV: The thief

"- don't know what to do? How did they know where this place is? How did they know the password? Why did the guards let them in? Did they do something to them? Oh crap! I need to check on them! But know if I go they will know somethings up. Will they know somethings up? Of course, they'll know somethings up. I don't know what to do?... How'd they know where this place is anyways? How did they know the pass-…? CRAP! I'm going 'round in circles…. Are you ogling them?" Spike Questioned me.

"Maybe" I answered slowly.

"ARE YOU MAD!" Yelled Spike, look around, then he said in more of a whisper, leaning over the counter "Are you mad! You know they can kill you with in a millisecond."

"Yeah!" I say coolly, "All the hotter!"

Spike lent forward over the counter, so he was a couple cm away from my face "you are gonna get yourself killed one of these days"

"So?!" I send him a questioning glance, "you know I've come back from the dead before."

"Yeah, I know, Zombie" Spike smirked at me, knowing I hated that nickname.

"Zombie? Might I ask why he called you that?" a smooth, feminine voice asked behind me. I had heard every girl in the bar speak and it didn't sound like any of them.

I saw the look on Spikes face. It was a mix between shock and horror. I slowly stared to turn my swivel bar stool to face my questioner. In an instant, I knew why Spike looked in horror.

Cheshire was standing behind me. Cheshire had spoken.