Author's Not: Hello everyone, I am the Flying Frog. This story is different than most in the fact that it will be written by several authors. Me, Beautfulpurpleflame, D Hurricane, and Beast Boy's Swivel chair are writing this story. I will be writing this chapter, followed by whoever wins the bloody battle of the second chapter, I mean the discussion..sweat drops

Disclaimer: I in no way own Teen Titans. If I did then the series would not have been canceled. Curses to bureaucracy.


"Man, tell me again why we are flying half way around the world?" Cyborg asked, his voice full of boredom from the now twelve hour flight they've been on.

Gritting his teeth at having to answer this question again, Robin answered "We're checking up on all the honorary members. Seeing if they need any supplies after the fiasco with the Brotherhood of Evil. We are giving a helping hand to our friends." Ignoring Beast Boy muttering about faster flights he checked on everyone else in the Tship. His girlfriend since Tokyo was gazing at the dolphins below them. Starfires eyes were alight with excitement. Smiling to himself at her wonder and entertainment in simple things he turned his attention towards the darkest member of their team. Raven.

One hand was holding a very thick and dusty book in front of her while the other was rubbing her head after spent an hour of listening to Beast Boy's jokes. Her eyes showed she was clearly annoyed, glaring at the green menace. Speaking of Beast Boy.

He was drinking an incredibly large soda with an even larger popcorn. He had a screen in front of him as he watched some movie or another. Luckily they couldn't hear it as they had shut off his microphone a good half hour ago. It didn't even take five minutes before he got over it and found new ways to keep himself amused. This was likely due to the big mechanical teen that Beast Boy called his best friend.

Cyborg had hooked up a TV in each part of the Tship so everyone could enjoy whatever they wanted. No one dare asked what Raven watched on long trips. No one wanted to know either. Speaking of the titanium teen. Cyborg was playing a Nintendo DS, making exagerated movements. Robin was considering shutting off his microphone since Cyborg kept asking the same question over and over, and when he wasn't doing that he was shouting "Booyah! Take that" whatever villain he was facing in whatever game.

Sighing softly to himself he kept his eye ahead of him as they flew. Dozing off slightly he daydreamed about a life without villains. A life without a need for heroes, despite knowing that it was impossible for that life to be. A life with Starfire.

Smiling softly to himself, he let his fantasy continue. Ignoring everything going on around him, his subconscious started taking control.

Glancing around he found himself back at Bruce Wayne's manor. Raising a fist to knock on his childhood home, the door opened before he could touch it.

"Good Morning master Grayson. The missus is waiting for you upstairs." Alfred kindly spoke. Missus? Taking a secret elevator towards his old bedroom he did not expect to find what he did. There was Starfire in his room sleeping softly. Looking around fervently to make sure he wasn't in the wrong room and confirming it, he wondered why was Starfire sleeping in his room.

Sitting himself on the bed he gazed at her. It was nice to be retired from super hero work. There wasn't a need for heroes anymore. Rubbing her head softly a large explosion rocked the manor. Cyborg's voice called to him. "Robin we're under attack!"

Waking up as another jerk hit the Tship he vaguely heard Cyborg shout they were under fire. Swiftly darting his eyes left and right trying to grasp the situation. Several hostile ships were flying all around them. He could tell they were single fighter ships by their size. Each of them were painted purple or orange, with the other color as a stripe. The constant shifting of colors gave the illusion of there being more than there were. Hooking everyone's microphones back online he took command again.

"We're too large a target! Separate and take them on. Converge on one then move to the next. Every part of the Tship disconnected so they were in their own one man fighters.

Too Robin the battle seemed fairly balanced. Explosions rocked around them, weave in and around, fire! Shooting the engine of one ship he moved onto the next. A smoking ship flew right over him. Glancing up he saw Starfire shoot another ship off his tail. Smiling to himself he went to cover Raven as she had three ships on her six. He took down one as Starfire took down another. Surprisingly the third dropped from an attack they didn't expect. Below. Beast Boy flew straight up destroying the final ship attacking Raven.

"Thanks." Raven half muttered through the com. Turning his ship around he barely missed being hit dead on by a ship shot by Cyborg. But the enemy ships kept coming.

"Who are these guys?" Cyborg shouted through the com. Too busy to respond or even think about it, Robin kept up trying to fight without getting shot.

"Dudes! They're all over me!" Beast Boy shouted in his com. Turning around Robin zeroed in on the six ships now tailing Beast Boy. Putting his finger on the trigger ready to pull, three of them blew up suddenly. Smiling seeing Raven right above those attacking Beast Boy he figured she had him covered. Flying over to aid Starfire. "AAAAAAAHHH! I'M HIT! I'M GOING DOWN! REPEAT! THE COOL GREEN DUDE IS GOING DOWN!" Turning his head so quickly he thought he sprained something he did indeed see Beast Boy going down. There was only one of his pursuers left, whom Raven shot to pieces. All the Titans could only watch as the changeling crashed into the African jungle beneath them.