Author's Note: This isn't my first Fanfic, but it is my first Teen Titans Fic.
Summary: Red X is back, and this time, all he wants is a certain titan.
Rating: R-for language and adult situations.
Standard Disclaimers Apply.
THE MOST PRECIOUS THING
Chp. 1-- The Track
Robin, The Boy Wonder, paced back and forth, his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed to slits. Its was a very Batman like manner, which Beastboy attempter to point out, but was stopped by a slap of the hand over his mouth by Cyborg.
"Replay it. Now." said Robin, turning back to the paused screen, his palms pressed into the panel, his jaw clenched. On the screen was Red X, ruthless and coniving as ever. Raven obeyed Robin's deman with only a twitch of the lip, and once again, for about the billionth time that night, she rewinded the track, then hit play.
Suddenly the screen blinked, and then Red X came alive, smirking and grinning and using his old drawl as if he never went to prison, had just been lazing around, being patient until the next time to strike.
"Well, Well, Well..."
Robin's lip curled.
"The Teen Titans. We meet again. However, this time, I thought i'd let you in on my little scheme, just to...shake, things up." here Red X started to grin maniaclly, scratching his masked chin with a sharp red X.
The first time the Titans seen the track, Robin had whispered, xenothium, but, as it turned out, Red X figured Robin would say that, and, grinning, he'd said--
"Ah, no, Robin. Not xenothium.Nice try, however. I'm wanting something...different. Something you won't know I took until I snatch it right under your pathetic nose. So. Everything that's precious to you, Robin, in the slightest, i'd keep a close watch over it. Until next time."
Once again, the screen faltered, and then stopped. Robin stared at it a few seconds, then spun around on his heel, facing his team.
"Have any of you have the slightest notion in hell what he's talking about?" he asked through clenched teeth. The Titans, quite used to Robin's ways and how he gets when the bad guy gets the upper-hand, only muttered their answers, not meeting his eyes.
Robin ran a gloved hand through his hair, cursed to high heaven, before he pushed through the group torwards the Gym.
"Here we go again," sighed Beastboy, plopping down on the couch. Cyborg joined him scrathing his head.
"I wonder what Red X's after. He said something that is precious to Robin..." Cryborg trailed off, looking confused. He turned his head up torwards Raven, who was floating quietly, her slim gray hands perched on her knees. "Did you sense anything from the track, Raven?" asked Cyborg.
Raven opened one eye, then closed it, then fell gracefully to the floor. "Yes. I sensed very strong emotions, but most of them were hard to make out. I know whatever he wants, he wants badly." she said, walking over to the kitchen. Beastboy jumped up from where he sat and looked over the head of the couch, eyes narrowed in curiosity.
"What do you mean, 'he wants it badly'." asked Beastboy. Raven, now stirring a white mug of tea, sighed, irriated, before saying in her usual deadpan voice-- "exactly what I mean, Beastboy. He wants something of Robin's very badly."
Suddenly Starfire, who had been sitting quietly at the computer through the whole meeting, spoke. "Whatever the Red X wants, has to be something that's precious to Robin, correct? Well, let us think. What is something that Robin...likes?" she said. However, it came apparent from the beginning that the thought of Robin holding something dear, something precious, was almost laughable. Their leader was, to say the least, anal. Determined. Strict. Harsh. He was always correct, whether it had to do with a criminal or a stupid bet that surfaced in the tower, even if he was wrong. He was right. He was Robin, and he was headstrong, and he didn't give a shit. That's just how it was. Robin didn't hold anything precious to himself, or so the Titans thought.
Beastboy snorted. "Why're you asking us...? You're the one who's so close to him. You're his, 'bestfriend'."
Starfire, upon realizing his meaning, blushed slightly. She recovered quickly, however, and said, "we are all Robin's friends. We should all have some sort of...inkling, as to what is so precious to him!"
Raven lifted an eyebrow.
"How about," said Raven, walking over to Starfire and placing a hand on her shoulder, "you go talk to him.I'm sure he'd listen to you." she said. Starfire shivered a bit, due to Raven's slightly chilly hand on her warm skin, before she nodded.
"Okay. I will...go discuss with Robin." said Starfire. Beastboy bid goodluck with a grunt, before he turned on the gamestation. Cyborg gave an apologetic smile, before he turned around to join beastboy. Raven motioned for Starfire to go.
Hesitantly, Starfire obliged,and headed to the Gym.
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Starfire quietly peeked her head around the archway of the Gym, trying to spot Robin. Once she did, Starfire concluded that he was in distress. Over and over he kicked the swinging punching bag, not looking like he was about to let up any time soon. A sheen of sweat covered his arms and bare chest and forhead, which lead to reason that Robin had been there for a while. Kicking, over, and over, again.
Reluctant yet determined, Starfire walked into the room, waiting patiently for him to notice. It didn't take very long.
"Starfire." he said, breathing heavily. "What are you doing?"
Starfire took a couple of steps torwards him. "Robin, I wish to ask you a question."
Robin waited.
"Robin, what is something that is precious to you...?" she finally asked, cocking her head to the side.
Robin blinked behind his mask, sighed, and then walked over to the black steel bench. He sat down, and motioned for Starfire to join him.
"Star, I have no fucking clue. Nothing. Am I the type of guy to keep something preciouc? Huh? No. That son of a bitch is messing with my head, I know it." Robin growled.
Starfire looked at Robin with a pained expression on her face. "Well, you must have something precious! Stop using crude language and actually delve into your thoughts. Kicking a punching bag--which, may I add, is slightly confusing since it is a punching bag-- is not going to solve his riddle!" said Starfire, standing up now, her fists clenched to her side.
Robin also stood up. "What do you want me to do? We'll just have to wait until he actually takes whatever he wants, and then we'll get it back.Until he attacks we're screwed." said Robin, slightly irked that Starfire was giving him such a hard time.
Starfire glared at him for another second, before she whipped around, leaving Robin alone in the Gym.