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Hello everyone! I'm baaaaaack! I gave you all the option for another story and I got so many positive answers that I could let you down! (bows formally) As always, it will be an honor to write for you all.

Now then, let's get this show on the roll!

Chapter 1

Buildings, cars, and pedestrians flew past Robin as he sped through the streets of Jump City on the R-cycle. It was night out and his headlights were on as he weaved through traffic until the building he was heading towards came into view.

The museum.

The current exhibit was "A Collection of American History" that was on tour throughout the States. It contained the Liberty Bell, the Declaration of Independence, the Emancipation Proclamation, artifacts and documents that marked the course of America's history. And earlier, an alarm went off, signaling that someone had broken into the museum. Which lead to Robin's current position.

As he neared the building, he pulled out his communicator. "Everyone ready?"

"Most certainly, boyfriend Robin."

"Sure."

"Dude, I was born ready."

"We're all clear."

"Good." Robin said, pulling up to the museum. He parked the R-cycle, took off his helmet, and shut his communicator. Walking up to the front doors, he found Cyborg waiting for him with his communicator still open. "Find anything?" Robin asked.

"Yeah." Cyborg answered. "Tapped into the security feed and found a video of the guy that broke in. And you'll never guess who it is. Mad Mod."

"Mad Mod?" Beast Boy's voice cut in through the communicator. "Dude, isn't that guy all 'jolly old England' and 'long live the queen' and stuff?" He asked, putting on a British accent. "Shouldn't he be, like, robbing a tea store or something?"

"Agreed." Starfire said. "Why would the Mad Mod be robbing a place of American history?"

"It doesn't matter. We still need to stop him." Robin said in a serious tone. "Let's move!"

Cyborg shut his communicator and Robin led him into the museum. The lights were on and paintings, vases, artifacts, and other art pieces were scattered across the room. But no Mad Mod. Robin made a silent hand signal for Cyborg to follow him and headed towards a room marked 'Main Exhibit'. They peered through the glass on the door and, sure enough, the British villain was there, leaning over a glass case that held some sort of document.

The two Titans nodded at each other before bursting through the door. "Freeze!" Robin yelled.

Mad Mod didn't seem a bit surprised by the outburst. He idly straightened up and turned to face them with a smirk on his face. "Well if it isn't little Robin and his wee friend. Where's the rest of your motley crew, eh? Past their bedtimes?"

Robin ignored that remark. "What are you doing here Mad Mod? This isn't your usual MO."

"Why, Robin," Mad Mod tsked, "don't you know anything?" He spread his arms to gesture at the whole room. "Every scrap of your history is gathered in this room." He put a confident smirk and twirled his cane. "And what do you think would happen if it all disappeared?"

While Mad Mod continued his monologue, Robin noticed three shadows slip into the room through an exit behind the villain. He resisted the urge to smirk and returned to listening to Mad Mod's lecture.

"You rebellious youngsters will learn your lesson, that's what." Mad Mod went on. "All you lot will come crawling back to good ol' England." He said with a self-satisfied smile.

Robin crossed his arms. "I see one problem with that."

"Oh? And what would a snot-nosed do-gooder know?" Mad Mod sneered. Before he could say anything else, the three shadows rushed forward and Mad Mod found a fist of ready-to-fire starbolts, a claw of black energy, and a green tiger standing behind him. With a yelp of surprise, the villain took a jump forward only to find Cyborg's sonic cannon and Robin's bo-staff blocking his way. "N-n-no need to be hasty now, my duckies." He said with sweat on his brow and his hands raised. "I'm sure we can work this out."

Robin smirked. "Mad Mod, you're under arrest."

Beast Boy and Cyborg were laughing as they walked into the Common Room with Raven trailing behind them silently.

"Dude, did you see his face when we popped up behind him?" Beast Boy said with a laugh. "Priceless!"

Cyborg met his laugh with one of his own while reaching into the fridge. "Yeah man, I swear the guy's speech gets longer every time I hear it." He shook his head with a smile as he rummaged through the fridge. "And is it me or is it getting easier every time we fight the guy?"

Beast Boy laughed. "Totally, dude!" He glanced at Raven, who was silent throughout the entire conversation. He walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Come on Rae. You know you wanna laugh." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Raven glared at him and shrugged his arm off. "No I don't." She snapped. Beast Boy and Cyborg looked at her in surprise, but she just turned around and headed for the door. "I'm going to my room."

When she left, Cyborg looked at Beast Boy with a raised eyebrow. "What was that about?"

Beast Boy sighed and dropped slightly. "I don't know, dude. She's been like that for a few days now." He shook his head sadly and walked over to his friend. "Every time I try to make her laugh, she gets all angry." He sighed again. "I don't know what to do."

"Have you tried talking to her?" Cyborg asked. He pulled out a carton of milk and shut the fridge door. But he shut it a little harder than he thought he did, which caused a picture that was hanging on it to fall off.

Beast Boy picked up the picture and stared at it idly. "Yeah. But every time I try, she gets all distant." His voice trailed away, leaving the room in an awkward silence.

Cyborg watched his friend with a worried look in his eye. Glancing at the picture in his hand, he decided to try and change the subject. "I wonder how Alistor's doing." He said, gesturing at the photo. "It's been a while since we heard from him."

Beast Boy smiled slightly at the man in the photo. He was wearing a blue cape with a matching pointed, blue hat. He wore a yellow shirt and pants with red stripes going down the sides, and he had brown gloves on his hands. In his right hand he held a staff with a yellow crescent moon the top. His pale blue skin only showed on his face, the only place that wasn't covered. A few locks of bright yellow hair could be seen under his hat. He was smiling and waving at the camera while his dark blue eyes shone with laughter. In the background were the Pyramids of Egypt.

"Yeah, it's been a while." Beast Boy finally said. "I wonder where he is now." He walked over to the fridge and pinned the picture back on. The fridge was covered with such pictures, all showing Alistor in various places around the world. In one, he was sitting at a café table, drinking tea in London. In another, he was standing on top of the Great Wall of China with his arms crossed and a victorious grin on his face. But everyone's favorite one was one that they didn't even know where it was taken. It showed Alistor (with his hat off), See-More, Mammoth, Billy Numerous, Gizmo, and Kyd Wykkyd sitting at a table, eating pancakes. They were all looking at the camera with surprised looks on their faces. On the back of the picture were the words "Thanks for not turning us in" in sleek, feminine handwriting, probably Angel's. That photo turned up at Titans Tower only a week after the big battle with the Collector earlier that year. Robin vowed to lecture Alistor about where he chose to hang out when he saw him again, but everyone else thought it was funny. There was even a newspaper clipping that showed Alistor fighting alongside Titans East in Steel City.

Cyborg shook his head with a smile. "Knowing Alistor, he's probably enjoying himself in Paris or something."

Beast Boy's smile faded. "Yeah. Enjoying himself."

Cyborg sighed and patted his friend on the shoulder. "Come on BB, I know you're in a rough time, but you two little lovebirds were made for each other. You'll figure something out."

Beast Boy looked at him hopefully. "You think so?"

Cyborg smirked. "Yeah. Now get your scrawny, green butt to bed. I'll make some of those nasty tofu waffles you like in the morning."

Beast Boy's ears immediately perked up. "Seriously? Sweet, dude!"

With that, Beast Boy ran out of the room. Cyborg watched him go in amusement. But once he was gone, he dropped his smile. "I sure hope nothing's wrong."

I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! Although I admit this one seemed a little darker than my usual chapters, but don't worry. It WILL get better!

Also, I'd like to commission a challenge for all those artists out there. Pick a picture from the ones that Cyborg and Beast Boy were looking at and draw one. If you do, send me a link to it. I'll be extremely happy and I might be able to create a character for you to add to the story later on!

Well then, till next time, in Chapter 2!

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