Alright! I've been juggling this idea in my head for a while, let's see how it pans out. Leave a review and I'll get back to it as soon as I can. time to see if the leeches can work for me or against me.
And just for the people who don't know about my other works, this is a femslash fic. Meaning it will have a female pairing in it. I might even add on a later male gay couple; who knows. (I don't judge.) anyways, if you don't like femslah, ask yourself 'How'd I get here?' and then back out... or continue if your comfortable with it.
Disclaimer: Zaan does not own the Titans... or DC comics... the only thing I take credit for are the OCs in this story.
On with the show!
Captain Officer Patrick 'Pat' Kellmen was furious at the suited man before him. He nearly tore out his curly red locks as he screamed, "YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?!" at the bald man in the fine light brown suit. The whole station staff could hear him scream, which gave them pause. He'd been at this job for quite a while and the rest of the staff rarely heard him lose his temper.
And on the rare occasions that Kellman did, you could be sure that a shit storm was being sent to their offices or the city in general, by super speed express mail.
The man, of obvious Indian decent, across his desk kept his calm demeanor, "It's like I said offi- Captain," he corrected himself when the head of the department sent him an impatient look, "we just need a few of your men to accompany us to the island to-"
He snorted his distaste, "This is crap. No, wait," the ginger tapped the paper that sat between them on his desk, "this, is bullshit." he gestured to several large filing cabinets at the back of his office, "You know how many reports I've filed on what they've done for this city?" he plopped in his chair, "Over half of those files have to deal with the Titans."
"I understand. Be that as it may-"
"And every one, every god damned one of 'em shows how much they've helped this hell hole of a city." he was really getting pissed now. This was stage two of his rage, he started to quiet down the more angry he got, if his officers were in the room to notice the signs, they would have made for the door as quickly and politely as possible. This was not going to end well.
The suited man squirmed in his seat, "I can see that, but even your forensics team found the evidence to be proven." the police captain paused and he took his chance to strike. He decided to play the sympathy card, "Look, I know where you're coming from, believe me." he hung his head, an act, but he was truly a little down by this, "I had to terminate one of my staff, Mark Stein, because he refused the assignment." His eyes met the captains, "So please, I need your help."
The built man grunted as he leaned back in his chair. He interlaced his hand together and leaned his chin on it, leaning forward, "Alright, I get the point." he leaned down and opened a drawer lower on his desk, he took out a few pieces of paper and signed off on a few details. Once he was down he handed them over to the suited man.
He held the questionably, pursuing them whilst asking, "What are these for?"
Pat sighed, "It's a warrant to hand this," he took the court paper and flung it at him, and the other man caught it, "to them without any trouble." at the other mans confusion he explained, "It's a privately owned island, bought before the Titans came here and was signed off to one of 'em." at the raised brow he snapped, "No, I don't know who!"
The brown skinned man nodded and put the collected papers in his briefcase. He stood and shook the officer unenthused hand. "Thank you." he turned to leave, but paused, "Which officers will be accompanying me?"
Arms resting behind his head, Pat laughed, "Officers? You don't sign my checks, so you don't get any of my officers." he made a sweeping motion towards the door, "That warrant is all your gonna get. I don't know who you're gonna send, but I with 'em luck."
"But-"
Pa steeled his blue eyes, causing the other man to shrink slightly before him, despite having a full four inches on the red head, "Get the hell out of my station Adhina." and when the slightly irritated man exited the room he muttered, "Bloody tool." he reached for the phone. Might as well give Jumps favorite team a little warning of the trouble they'd be caught in. "They can't have done it, " he muttered as he dialed. It rang and he closed his eyes, hoping, Please let that jackass be wrong.
It was another beautiful day in the Jump bay area. The bays waters stirring with a gentle current, the clouds occasionally covering the sun as they crossed, the suns rays providing a warm atmosphere. Perfect summer weather, which have been noticed by most people; they took full advantage and gathered along the shores. Many people ran around playing beach volleyball, burying friends or family in the sand, and various other activities.
The same peace though could not be extended towards the inhabitants of the large letter on the island in between the shores. They were enjoying themselves now at their own shore, but it could only last for so long.
The youngest pair of titans were busy trying to drown the other, through water wrestling. The blonde, skinny, blue bikini clad teen looking to have the advantage over her green adversary. Being the eldest of the team also meant maintaining his priorities, no matter how much he wanted to join in the water fight between the other two; Cyborg whistled as he worked the grill. The scent of burgers and other meats wafting over towards the pair playing beach volleyball, Starfire obviously having the advantage over her beloved masked opponent. It didn't help the boy wonders concentration that Kori had opted to wear traditional tameranian swimwear. Which is to say, very little coverage, but enough to seem decent in public... maybe one size up would have been the better option for the dark haired man.
The final two titans were a few yards off from Cy, the empath under the umbrella in a one piece similar to her usual leotard; of course she was engrossed in her latest novel: 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. She never read a Jules Vern novel before and became interested when someone pointed it out to her at the mall bookstore. It was a rather enjoyable read, if not a bit out of her norm.
And said suggester lay on top of a towel right outside the shade zone of the umbrella, soaking in all the rays that she could. Not that it would've made a difference for the ex-thief; no matter how hard she tried, the pink bikini clad woman could never get more color on her skin. Whether it be from burn or tan, it stayed the same pale shade. Still, it felt relaxing enough to doze as she closed her eyes behind the shades she donned. She sniffed the air and smiled, "Burgers are smellin' fine today Stone. How long 'till the dogs are ready?"
He laughed, "Easy now Pinky, they still got another five minutes."
The feline leaned up, "Five minutes?!" she groaned, twisted and flopped onto her stomach, "That's gonna take like... forever!"
Raven pried her eyes from her book, finding Jinxs lithe form on the beach towel before her. She raised a brow when she saw what was on the back of the bottom piece of her friends swimwear. It held the picture of a grinning, winking cat; and under it was text in cursive reading: ME-OW! She blushed slightly for some unknown reason and looked to the cooking mech of a man, lest Jinx notice her looking, "It won't take that long, provided you take your mind off it.
Jinx though, caught on to prying eyes; her natural instincts sharper than even the leader of the team. She turned her head, making sure the empath could see her cheshire cat smile, "Somethin' caught your eye Rae?" she wiggled her rear for emphasis, "Am I that distracting?"
The dark titan growled, "Shut up and wait for your food." and with that she returned to her book. But the feline took victory in the fact that her calm exterior held slightly rosier cheeks than usual.
Luckily Cyborg was too busy trying to save a charring dog and wasn't paying attention to their short interaction. "Aw man." he groaned. He took the ruined dog with a sigh, "Guess she can have this one." He pulled his arm back, aiming above the alien, "Yo, Star!" her head swiveled to look at him, "Go long!"
Her eyes gleamed with happiness as he threw the charred treat. She flew above to intercept and managed to catch it between her teeth. Changling and Nightwing both winced on reflex when they saw the event. It may be food, but it hurt to watch even so. No one could fathom how the tameranian could eat burnt food, granted Cy was meticulous about his grilling foods and this one was only burnt in a few places, but he deemed it inedible. He would serve only the best when it came to meat.
The blonde took advantage of the momentary lapse of the green ones attention and drove him under, "Gotcha!"
He struggled ,but managed to slip out smoothly out of her clutches. He gave her a cheeky grin, "Nice try Sam, but I'm faster."
The blonde huffed, "Yeah well I'm stronger."
He laughed, "Yeah right! There's no way-"
She close-lined him and he flopped back up in the water, the current pushing him to shore. She face palmed, Note to self: try not to kill my boyfriend... even when he annoys me. The young titan raced towards the green teen, flipping him over so he could breath. She lightly slapped his cheek, "C'mon Garfeild. Speak to me." She used a tone that said 'no funny business or else'.
Starfire and Nightwing gathered by to see what the commotion was about. Cyborg, again, was too distracted with his meaty perfections to notice; almost as distracted as Raven was with her book. That's not to say she didn't know what was going on, she knew there was no cause for alarm. Jinx though watched the spectacle, leaning up from her towel and lowering her shades a tad so she could see the scene unfold.
"What happened to friend Changling?" the tameranian asked, her voice laced with concern.
Nightwing whistled in sympathy, "I think you might have knocked him out Sam."
The shape-shifter lifted an arm dramatically, "I can see the light." he turned his head and squinted in the sunlight, "What's this? A beautiful blonde angel?" said blond rolled her eyes and propped him up as he leaned forward. Garfield touched her cheek lightly, an odd action, even for him, "You're as gorgeous as another angel I know."
Starfire giggled, Nightwing face-palmed, and Sam smiled despite the corniness of the line. Cyborg though heard that last part and groaned, "Just kiss him already."
Jinx gave her own input, "So he won't spout out any cheesy lines!"
At this the shifter took offense and swiveled to look at the bad luck charm, "Hey! Not cool."
She rolled her eyes as she adjusted her shades, "Please. It was cheesy. With extra cheese... and a side of gorganzola." at his blank look she affirmed, "That's cheese, oh one of many cheddar affiliated lines."
"Hey!"
The blonde shook him to get his attention, "Gar?"
He turned to his 'angel', "Yeah?"
She then leaned down and captured his green lips in a kiss. Starfire smiled and clapped joyously, happy her friends could be so expressive in front of them. Nightwing went to see if the burgers and dogs were ready. Cyborg was loading up a tray with said meals of meat on their separate types of buns.
Ravens flicked her eyes towards Jinx when she detected a hint of longing in her emotions and got back to the book when the feline laid back down on her towel. She gave a shrug, Shouldn't surprise me that she has affections for someone. Though she couldn't help but wonder, Which is it? Gar? No he's to childish. Then again, so is she, to an extent. Must be Samantha then. She shook her head vigorously to rid herself of such trivial thoughts. Why am I even thinking such things? It shouldn't matter to me whom she has feeling towards.
A voice she rarely heard, but knew well, echoed from Nevermore, I disagree. It does matter. Ravens eyes widened at the voice. Most of her facets had a certain tone or characteristic in their tone that she could identify them by. But she only met this facet of herself on one occasion, and they have never even spoke more than a few words to each other.
If she was speaking that could only speak disaster between Ravens calm and her emotions. Love? Why do you speak to me? Is something wrong in Nevermore?
Love chuckled, Come now Rachel. The empath visibly scowled at the use of the name, I know you remember the few words I've spoken with you well. And I am pleased to tell you, the time has come.
The demi demon tried to repress the emotion back to her mindscape instead of the forefront of her mind, No! You can't force me to do this.
But Love would not be denied and spoke with as much patience and force as she could muster, which was quite a bit considering she had been waiting for these types of conditions, I am not forcing anything upon you Rachel. You know I couldn't bear to do that.
Then why?
The empath could detect the facets elation, Here, let me show you. You've repressed these feelings so much you don't even recognize when you are consciously feeling them. So, they have been pushed into me.
Raven held in her reaction well as Love relayed emotions and sensations towards the empath, using the same path of how they flowed into her, but only in reverse. Admiration, respect, elation, and fondness. She let out a relieved breath, these were the same emotions that she associated with Starfire, similar to a relationship of sisterhood.
She tensed when more emotions came through, expanding upon affection. No. But it was much too late. Fondness expanded into affection, that expanded into infatuation, and this slightly expanded into desire.
She wanted to deny it, but thee proof was right in front of her. She had to meditate on this. She closed her book and stood, "Sorry, but I need to meditate."
Cyborg seemed down by the sudden news, "Aw, c'mon Rae." he waved a burger in front of her, the tantalizingly meaty perfection wafting a delicious scent her way. "You know you want some of my burgers. You know you love 'em."
She chuckled, "Love is a strong word for it," she turned away from the smell and hardened her resolve; she could always eat the burger later. "but this is a personal matter that needs to be dealt with immediately."
He pulled the burger away and shrugged, "Alright, do what you gotta do."
Changling gave her a wave, "Don't take to long."
Nighwing gave her a nod, "If you think it's best."
She smirked, detecting their nervousness, none wanting to interfere with her personal matters, again. "I'll see you guys later then." and with an ebon flash of energy, she was gone.
Jinx lowered her glasses and looked at the eldest titan, "That was kinda cold Stone." she sat up, "the least ya coulda done was offered to help." she turned to the other male titans, "Well? Couldn't she use the help with meditation and all that?"
Cyborg shuddered, "Nver again..."
Nighwing shook his head, "No."
Changling yelped, "Not after last time."
She raised a brow and turned to the other girls, "Um... What's up with them?"
Sam shrugged, "Dunno. All Gar told me was it didn't go well last time they tried to help."
Star floated over to poke the trembling green titan, "Friend Changling and Cyborg said it was... I believe 'scarier than going through the a real reenactment of the move SAW'."
She whistled, "Damn. That bad?"
Stone nodded, "Yeah Pinky," he handed her a burger, "that bad."
Before she could take a bite of her lunch, her fushia cell on her pink towel rang,
'cause I'm a cowboy,
On a steel horse I ride.
I'm wanted,
Dead or alive.
Bon Jovi stopped playing when she flipped it open and answered, "Go for Jenny."
#Jen! It's Mark. Ya have to get outta there.# She associated the worried voice with her nerdy friend. He usually was carefree and didn't even make a big deal about the big reveal of her being a meta human. But this sounded dire.
She tried to calm him, "Woah, slow down there. What happened."
#I couldn't stop 'em, even got fired. They're headed your way. And they got...#
Her eyes widened as he continued, "WHAT?!" her shout drew the attention of the other titans. She took a breath to calm down.
#You still there Jen?#
She shook her head clear of raging thoughts, rubbing the bridge of her nose with closed eyes, attempting to calm down, "Yeah. Sorry Mark, but I gotta cut this short." she sighed, "Thanks for the warning."
#Good luck Jenny.#
And with that she snapped her phone shut. Nightwing was the first to inquire, "Who was that?" his masked brow raised, though he shouldn't have been surprised that she had a social life outside the Titans.
She stood and looked to the bay, seeing an incoming boat, "That was a friend of mine. And he called to warn me about," she pointed to the incoming boat, "that."
The rest of the team gathered by their leader and the feline, looking towards the approaching visitors. Cyborg groaned again as he set his food back down, "Aw man, why does something always happen before lunch."
The boat came as near to the shore as possible and stopped. Jinx smirked, seeing the fancy suit a passenger held, "Looks like they'll have to swim out."
Starfire looked slightly concerned, "Should we not aid them?"
Jinx stopped her before the tameranian flew towards the power boat. "No don't-" but she stopped and wanted to bash her head against a rock when a sea dew separated from the boat. She could already see the man in a skintight surf suit with a knapsack slung over his arm.
Nightwings' t-com went off, he flipped it open and heard the voice of captain Kellmen #Nightwing! You have to get out before they come for ya!#
"Calm down officer." he checked to see where their approaching guest, he was almost to the shore. "We have a guest approaching," he checked to confirm the other man on the boat, "There's some man in a suit he left back on the boat."
#Shit! You and the other Titans need to scram, now.#
"To late, he's already on shore." and with that he hung up, sure that whatever the Captain needed it could wait till later.
The man trotted up to the group of Titans, when he got closer Nightwing could make out some facial features. He was of average male height, about 5'11, had cropped dark hair with a goatee, and apparently was well built judging from his skin suit. He approached the leader of the team, "Nightwing? Of the Titans?"
Everyone rolled their eyes, it was the most oblivious question in Jump. But Nightwing knew that protocol had to be followed in some occupations. "Yes?"
He reached into his messenger bag and took out and orange envelope, "Here."
Before Jinx could warn her leader, he took it with a raised brow, "What is it?"
The ex-thief face palmed, knowing what was about to happen. The man grimaced, as if the words left a bad taste in his mouth, "By the power vested in me from the state of California," he sighed, "You've been served." he waved and took off to his sea dew, "Sorry about this!" and he took off towards the boat and, undoubtedly, his boss.
Nighwing had his mouth agape, staring after the man "...what?"
Changling graoned, "So not cool dude."
Sam looked worried, along with Jinx, both of them sighing, "Couldn't have a day off."
Cyborg groaned, "Why does something bad always happen before lunch?"
Jinx shook her head, "You already said that Stone he countered
"Doesn't make it any more bearable though, does it?"
She looked longingly at his perfect burgers and went to join the rest, walking towards the tower, "No, no it doesn't." and with a sigh she turned her back on the hard worked meal.
Okay! I feel weird leaving it off here, but I have to post this now or it may never get posted. So let me have some feed back!
So many of you have been wondering where I've been at, well... Real life has been shit to me. Right now I'm in danger of becoming homeless and I need to keep on it or else I'm out by the end of the week. So you guys might not here from me as often as you'd like.
Go on then, don't let my problems get you down. read, review, Pm, whatever you need to do to let me know what you think. Criticism is not onlt encouraged, but also enjoyed.
Update 8/15/13: I came up with the name of that office man myself. Researched a definition for Adhina's name and it means Obedient, Subserveient. i did this because Adhinas' personality is that to obeying the letter of the Law. Expect to see him some more.
Later! (hopefully not for good)
Zaan- Crow Claw all the way!
