The last of the guards moaned in pain before he passed out on the steel floor below. The tall, and extremely skinny, robot standing over him made a humming sound for several seconds before moving on. Whatever circuits the robot had were completely covered by the dark black steel that encased the robot's entire body, acting first and foremost as a sort of armor. The robot was completely human like; except for there was steel where flesh should have been and bright red lights instead of eyes. The robot's head was also rather oddly shaped, being more of an oval than an actual head. The creator must have found that particular design very amusing.
"Excellent job, as always Earl." Another figure whispered as he walked out of the shadows. This young man had blond hair and was dressed in an impeccable white suit that just radiated importance. The glasses that the man wore gave him a sort of intellectual aura, something he was never too fond of. Pushing his glasses back up his nose (he had always had a problem of them sliding downwards), the man surveyed the scene.
"Satisfaction guaranteed." Was the robot's response as it walked towards the center of the room. There both an old man and a young teenage woman waited, and next to them was a pile of plain metallic rods. At least they looked plain, in actuality the net worth of the pile was over a quarter million dollars. Not a bad haul.
"Come on you tin can! We ain't got all night!" Spat the young woman dressed in a tight black outfit with gold laces at the end of the cuffs and down the middle of the shirt. She claimed that not only did the outfit allow her ease of movement, but it also looked damn good.
"Patience is a virtue, young one." Spoke the aged man, who wore a much simpler outfit. Instead of anything remotely good-looking the old man wore simple blue robes that covered his entire body, save for his head that was covered with gray hair. The girl often pointed out that the man's long beard was very similar to that of Santa Claus, which was a never-ending source of enjoyment to the group.
"And taking too long will simply end up getting us arrested. This isn't exactly a legal business venture, you know?" Shot back the girl as she played with her long black hair. The old man paused and then nodded in agreement as he tiredly leaned against the staff he always carried with him. Much like his outfit, the staff was very plain, save for the bright blue jewel that sparkled at the head of the wooden staff.
"And I bet you would look simply dazzling in prison garb." Joked the blond man who had finished his scan of the room. The floor of the room was covered with various steel parts and wires, most of which had no doubt been used in the creation of the metal rods. Above lay a long catwalk spanning across the entire room, which was most likely used to supervise the workers as they toiled away. Now, only one man occupied the entire catwalk, and he was lazily sitting against the building's wall staring out the sole window into the night.
"But then again, you would say that she looked dazzling in any outfit. Wouldn't you pal?" Said the sitting man who had short brown hair and wore jet-black jeans and a shirt that had the exact same color. Over it all he wore a solid black trench coat, which was always unbuttoned. He was also the only one of the group to actually carry a visible weapon, which was a pistol strapped to his right leg. At least, it looked like a pistol when it was in its holster. The weapon quickly unfolded when drawn becoming more of a very short-barreled rifle that could be held with one hand. Plus the gun also had a grappling hook built into it as well as a knife. It was quite a piece of work.
"And you wouldn't Sheex? Naturally, your answer will determine your pay cut." The blond man joked with his friend, who cracked a sly grin in return. The leader of the group, namely the man doing the talking, was very fond of the girl. She was also quite fond of him, but rarely admitted it. She enjoyed playing hard to get.
"Slayder, I think she would be dazzling in any outfit as well. However, I think she would be most dazzling in no outfit at all." Was Sheex's response. The entire group let out a chuckle (even the robot, Slayder had made sure to equip the thing with emotions) as Sheex went back to staring out the window and Slayder turned his attention back to the majority of the group.
"All right, enough chatter. Earl and Emi, gather up the rods. Athos, do whatever it is you do to get us out of here." The robot nodded in confirmation while the girl let out a sigh and moved towards the pile of metal before her. The old man also nodded, but he simply closed his eyes in deep concentration rather than head towards the metal.
"Why is it that we have to do all the work while Sheex just sits up there?" Asked Emi as her face began to change color. In the next instant the young woman vanished and was quickly replaced by a huge body builder easily three times her size. Being a shape-shifter had its advantageous.
"Hey! I'm working hard! I'm on guard duty!" Replied Sheex with a grin. With absolutely no powers to call his own, he had decided to leave the heavy lifting to those more suited to the task. Yet his powers of observations failed him, for he did not see Slayder's hand began to glow a bright white color. Had Sheex noticed that particular event, he would have been much more prepared for the bolt of energy that smashed into the wall next to him.
"Then you should be paying more attention. What if I was a guard? Or worse?" Slayder said with a grin as Sheex ran a hand through his nearly burnt hair. It was a good thing his friend was so accurate with his powers, otherwise Sheex would have gotten pissed. The man was very fond of his hair.
"What's worse than a guard?" Athos asked as he produced a small metallic device from his robe and laid it atop the now neatly stacked metal rods. Next, the aged man produced a small vial filled with green liquid and poured it into the device. Satisfied, Athos stood back up and directed his attention towards Sheex, who at this point was also standing up.
"How about a Titan?" Sheex responded as he leaned against the railing next to him. Emi quickly morphed back into her female self and stretched her arms out.
"Oh, I don't know. I think some of them are pretty cute." Emi said with a wink in Sheex's direction while Slayder began to mumble to himself. The entire group quickly fell silent when a somewhat high-pitched voice echoed through the dark room.
"Hear that Raven? She thinks I'm cute!" Said Beast Boy proudly as the room's sole door flung open and the Teen Titans walked into the light.