Note: This is a sequel to "The Ultra Mega Super Awesome Teen Titans Fanfic Extravaganza or Smells Like Titan Spirit", so you might want to read that before reading this, but you won't really need to as this fanfic won't relate to that one that much, though there are a few things in the episode that relate to it. The title is a reference to the film "Clash of the Titans" where the ancient monster the Kraken (think scaly green humanoid merman giant, not POTC crab) is released when an old guy yells "RELEASE THE KRAKEN!" And this fanfic will be just as awesome as that moment. So, without further ado...

In the days before the Teen Titans, the Jump City Prison was lucky to go a day without someone trying to escape. There was so much havoc there that the top guards from all over the world had to be shipped in to stop all the crazies from getting out, and they often failed. But lately, no one ever escaped. Ever since the Teen Titans had frozen almost every Jump City-based villain, the prison was, well, boring. The villains had been shipped to the prison in the aftermath of the incident, and in that time they had been kept frozen while professors worked to find ways to neutralize their powers. This worked, so almost all the villains were depowered, and unfrozen quickly after, even the ones who had no powers in the first place. So now it was a quiet place, disturbed by the occasional shanking or rape attempt, but otherwise as quaint as a prison can get. Tonight, that wouldn't change. But the recent trend of no escapes would.

The main security guard sat in his office near the entrance of the prison, not really watching the TV screens to see if anything was wrong, but reading Stephen King's IT. But he was a vigilant man, and he had sat at this very desk for around 20 years. He knew when something was wrong. He was sitting there, musing over the exploits of the Loser's Club, when a knock came on his door. His office was surrounded by plexiglass, so he could see anything that was going on outside. "Come in." he said, not closing his book. A guard walked in. He was handsome, and he was guiding a handcuffed old man in a prison uniform by the shoulder. The old man was silent and sullen, wiggling his nose because his glasses had slipped down and caused it to itch, and he couldn't scratch it because his hands were cuffed behind his back.

"I know it's late, sir," the guard started, "but the upper management has requested we move this prisoner to the Haverton facility." "Really..." the head guard said. He looked at the guard and his quarry. The guard was almost too handsome to be one, he looked like he belonged in a magazine somewhere. He also looked too young to be a guard, but the head supposed he just aged well. "You know, I don't recall seeing you around before," he said, going back to his book "Are you new?" The guard blushed, seeming embarrassed, something a normal prison guard probably wouldn't do, but the head guard didn't see it, he was too busy reading to look at some guard. "Uh, yes, actually, I am. I just moved here from Run." "And they gave you the duties of transporting a prisoner? Sure, he doesn't look like much, but that can be a tough job..." "Oh, I doubt that, this one hasn't been known to cause much trouble. I have the necessary papers right here, if you could sign these..." The guard took the papers out from behind his back and put them on the desk. The head had signed so many of these papers in his time he didn't even need to look up. "But still, I think we'll send another guard to accompany you, just in case anything goes wrong." he stated. If he would have looked up, he would have seen the guard grow even more apprehensive. "You can wait outisde, if you like." he said to the guard. "Um, oh, okay," the guard said, and he left with the old prisoner.

Things went quickly from there. After glancing at a clipboard, the head used the intercom to call a guard (who looked like quite a tough man, with a nicely cut beard and no hair), and soon he could hear the muffled noises of a prison van moving over the gravel parking lot and out of the gates, onto the road. What he didn't hear were the punching noises that came soon after, and later the sound of a body being dumped into a field (though he would have to have superhearing to hear that), along with, curiously, a pair of handcuffs. Inside the van, there was no speaking, but the young guard took off his hat, threw it in the back and grinned. The old man climbed into the front of the van, grinning as well, because they were both thinking the same thing: We're out.

RadicalE Productions Presents...

CLASH OF THE TEENS: RELEASE THE KRAPEN

It was a beautiful morning at Titans Tower. The sun shined into the main room, illuminating almost everything in its gleeful light. Two of the five Titans were currently in the room: Cyborg, making waffles for breakfast, and Raven, doing some early meditation. The room was silent, except for the sultry sizzle of the waffles, which was comforting in its own special way. The doors to the room slid open, and Robin and Starfire walked in, hand in hand. Starfire was almost shaking, her face red with was was apparently excitement. "Titans..." Robin started. "We have something to say." He and Starfire walked down the stairs to the middle of the room. Cyborg was looking up attentively and Raven had one eye open. "There have been rumors about me and Star having a relationship ever since the Tokyo mission, and the public is anxious to hear something about it from the team. So, me and Star have decided..." at this, Starfire jumped up and said gleefully "We are going to make our relationship publically public!"

At this, Raven opened her other eye, a sign that she at least cared a little about what was going on. "That's great, guys!" Cyborg said, smiling. "Want some waffles to celebrate? They're made with looove..." "Thanks Cyborg, but me and Star aren't really that hungry right now," Robin replied, as always in a serious voice. "Unless you are?" He questioned, looking at Starfire. N-No, thank you." Starfire answered, a little bit breathless from the magnitude of the announcement. "Congratulations, you guys." Raven spoke. "Thank you very much, friend Raven!" Starfire joyfully replied. "Yes Raven, thank y-" Robin started to say, as a noise suddenly started to echo from somewhere on that floor. Everyone was silent for a moment, thinking it might be an enemy. "Groovin," The voice sang as it came closer to the main room. "On a Sun-day af-ternoo-oon..." It finished as the doors slid open once again to reveal Beast Boy, a white towel wrapped around his midsection and his hair ruffled. "Hey, guys, what's-" he began in a happy voice, but he was silenced when he saw the other Titans' faces. "Uh...Hi guys...what'd I miss?"

The next day

"Hello, and welcome to the Seven O'clock News in Jump City, I'm Diane Freely, and tonight's top story: Is superhero love in the air? It seems so, as two members of renowned crimefighting group the Teen Titans have publicly announced their relationship..." All five Titans were once again gathered in the main room, but this time the sun was setting instead of shining. Every Titan except Raven was sitting on the couch (Raven never sits because her cape would get ruffled, and one time got stuck in the cushions, after which Best Boy laughed, quickly silenced himself, and then ran to his room and stayed there for about two hours), even Robin, who usually stood, was sitting exhaustedly, not from fighting, but from talking to the press.

The news report continued, showing a clip from earlier in the day. Robin was standing at a podium with the Titans logo on its front (it was really just a big cardboard sticker, but it looked professional). Starfire was standing on his side, nervous yet excited. Even Robin looked somewhat nervous. There were many reporters and other press people in a crowd in front of him, notepads at the ready in their hands. "I know there has been a lot of speculation regarding the relationship between me and Starfire ever since we were apparently seen together in Tokyo," he spoke into the many microphones situated onto the top of the podium, "and I've gathered everyone here because I feel that it would be the best for the team if you all know that me and Starfire are, in fact, in a romantic relationship." The press immediately started buzzing excitedly and jotting on their notepads. The clip ended and the news report resumed.

"Robin continued to say that the relationship between him and Starfire would strengthen the team's bond with each other, and also the team's image in the public eye. After the press conference, Robin and Stafire returned to the..." "Musta been a tough day." Beast Boy remarked. "Oh, yes it was!" Starfire replied. "There was much interviewing by the reporters and writers of news-papers!" "Star, PLEASE don't talk to me about newspapers," Cyborg said in a strained voice. "I haven't fully forgiven you for that yet..." "It wasn't her fault," Robin responded. "She was under their control." "Yeah, but still..."

Late that night

A cab was driving through Jump City. Inside it was the faux prison guard and the old man. They were chowing down on burgers from Sparky's down the street, their demeanors from the escape abandoned. "Man, I haven't had a good burger in the longest time..." the guard who wasn't a guard said. "Psh," the old man replied. "I'm only eatin' this outta necessity, what I wouldn't do for a nice cup o' tea right now..." The young man finished his burger and put the wrapper in the glove compartment of the taxi (the owner of the taxi was lying on a side walk a few blocks back). "Well, it's time to go," he said. "Where?" The old man asked. His companion paused a second before grinning, happy at finally getting back to doing what he does best. "Radioshack."