Disclaimer: To whoever actually thinks that I own Teen Titans, or anything else I write about…you're an idiot. And I hate you. Because of your stupidity, and your inability to take a hint, I am forever forced to write these ridiculous disclaimers that forever depress me. Plus I don't want a lawyer on my ass. So, for the final time: I DON'T OWN TEEN TITANS! OR NARUTO! OR AS OF A FEW MINUTES AGO, INKHEART! RAWR!

A/N: That came out longer than expected. Anyways, this story is a bit of a 'what if?' story. Constant amusement (for me). Expect lots of writer's blocks. Oh, and this chapter – no, this ENTIRE story is dedicated to Dlvvanzor! Love you; keep up the good work!

Switched

Chapter 1

There wasn't a sound as I scaled the back of the building. My robots, or Sladebots followed me. I didn't normally bring so many with me for a simple break-in mission, but I need to be more careful now that I am mortal. Also, there was a high chance there would be trouble. After all, it wasn't any ordinary building I was breaking into. It was Titans Tower.

I stop as I reach my destination. I'm clinging to the back of the Tower, and I know that on the other side of the wall is the Tower's elevator shaft. Beyond that would be a corridor that connected the operations room to the Titans' bedrooms. I know the Tower layout by heart. At the very top, as just described, is the ops room and bedrooms. The floor below that is the monitor room, and the next floor is the Danger Room where the Titans practice with their powers and hone their skills. The floor below the Danger Room is the Gym, the next the Evidence Room, followed by the Crime Lab, otherwise known as Robin's 'real' room. How often I had watched him in there, kneeling over his worktables, and staring at the many newspaper clippings tacked to the walls. It was amusing to know the only real reason he spent so much time in there was because of me. Below the Crime Lab is the Infirmary, then the massive Entrance Hall. Below that in the island itself is the garage, the T-sub launch area, and the basement. But I wasn't going to any of those rooms. My target was the ops room.

I motioned for a Sladebot who began cutting a square hole into the wall. The alarms were already taken care of. As soon as my Sladebot was done with the wall it entered the elevator shaft where it triggered the door into opening. I soundlessly passed and made my way into the operations room. Pulling out several phials filled with clear liquid I started to make my way over to the fridge. My Sladebots followed.

Wait. What was that? I stopped and listened, then turned around. Robin was standing in the doorway, a look of shock on his face. It was quickly replaced by anger. "Slade…."

"Robin." His hand automatically moved to trigger the alarm, but stopped when I chuckled, "Do you honestly think I haven't taken care of that?"

His armed dropped to his side and he glared at me, his teeth clenched. "What are you doing here? I told you-"

"That nothing had changed? That if you ever saw me again you'd attack with full force, without holding back? I know, Robin."

"Good," he pulled out a bo-staff. "Then I don't have to repeat it."

He lunged at me and I easily side-stepped him, pulling out my own bo-staff. I continued to parry his attacks; he lunged right, he lunged left, and there was an opening. I struck him in the stomach, and he gasped and stumbled back. I smiled beneath the mask. Robin – no matter how far he progresses, he still makes the same mistakes. It's a shame. He really would have benefited from my training.

In front of me he shakily stands. I don't give him time to ready himself, before I pick him up and throw him at the opposite wall. He hits with a dull thud, and movement begins to sound from the other Titans' bedrooms. Better take this fight further away before they show. Grabbing him again, I walk to the exit, and toss his small frame down the stairs.

"Robin!' comes a cry from the corner. It's the alien. I pay her no heed and follow Robin's tumbling form down the stairwell. She attempts to follow, but is cut off by a Sladebot.

I take my time walking and when I reach the next floor Robin has disappeared. Is he trying to take me by surprise? I smile cynically, and begin walking down the hallway.

"Are you hiding from me Robin?" I call to the darkness. "Are you afraid?"

No response. He's not on this floor. I ignore the crashes and screams coming from above and make my way down the stairs. A fist flies out of the shadows, and I skillfully twist it behind the owner's back. Robin inhales sharply.

I lower my head to his ear. "You've become predictable, Robin. Soft."

He grits his teeth and twists out of my grasp, spinning and throwing a punch. I allow it to hit me, then deftly grab his wrist, twisting it cruelly until I hear the bones snap. Robin screams in pain, and falls to the floor, clutching his broken wrist.

For a second I was surprised. Mildly surprised. I hadn't thought I would go that far with him. I never head before. I'd come close, many times, but never actually taken the plunge.

Daddy spanks his son, but doesn't belt him.

I squatted down next to him. His unbroken hand was clawing at the floor trying to push his body up. It was a pitiful display. Robin, the-Boy-Wonder-hero-of-the-people-one-man-SWAT-team, groveling on the ground like a cockroach. I pull him up by the back of his cape, and set him against the wall, then walk away to the next stairwell. Robin can join me once he's pulled himself together.

I don't have to wait long for him to join me outside the Gym. Mercifully, the pathetic, mewling teenager from before is gone and Robin is back, his face carefully set to mask the pain from his wrist, now strapped to his side. He crouches into a fighting stance.

I cock an eyebrow. "Going to fight me one-handed, Robin? How foo-"

BAM!

The ground shakes and crumbles around me; my body falling back; I see green, first large, then it's gone, and I'm plummeting downward, my body flailing; debris fall with me: pieces of the floor, a Sladebot-

The bottom of Robin's combat boot connects with my mask. He's falling beside me, and the floor continues to give away.

The green shape from before manifests itself in bull, then an eagle –

The Sladebot Beast Boy hit comes crashing down; red light blasts and hits me on the side; now I'm tangled up with Robin, and we're falling faster, faster –

Both our bodies hit the stand in the Evidence Room at once; I feel something small pressing into my back; can see Robin's face; then the small object breaks and Robin's face is gone, replaced by a blinding white light.

Then pain. Then darkness.

A/N: Note to self – Cannot write in first person. I knew that, yet I tried anyway. Trust me, it will not happen again. Oh, and that is the actual layout of Titans Tower, atleast according to the 'Fear Itself' DVD. Also, this story takes place just after the end of Season 4. I'm not sure if people picked that up from the 'now that I am mortal' comment. I'm not expecting many since I know my first chapters always suck, but please review. Laters.

-PenetratingBlackEyes