Titans Fans… GO!
The Sequel to 'Worlds Collide'.
Mark Keller and Charles Bradshaw, two New Jersey roommates in a small row house.
They both had watched Teen Titans for a while a few years ago, but both of them lost interest and grew out of it by the Third Season. But then, they bought the Fourth on DVD, and had watched their last season after hearing the Season 5 one was like Justice League Unlimited and deciding 'The End' was a good enough ending for them.
But then, in an arcade in New Jersey, a girl with medium-length violet hair, blue eyes, and wearing a navy blue cloak overheard their conversation about the Teen Titans conversation, and then showed them some of her power. That girl, was Raven.
They asked her to stay with them, but she refused, having to go on her way.
Then, days later, both her and now Beast Boy used their house as a safe-house, before they had to go and then their door got knocked down, and they were arrested.
In transport to Washington DC, Raven and Beast Boy broke them out in Philadelphia… but then Beast Boy got shot.
Raven transported the two of them back to NJ, and then proceeded to take Beast Boy to the only hospital she knew could still exist. A Seattle Hospital that she visited to raise the moral of a bunch of sick kids back in her reality.
That left Mark and Charles standing in shock, and then they went back inside to go on with their life.
But, Mark had his cellphone still on him, and recorded after Beast Boy got shot and Raven trying to help him, and then them. He even got where they got teleported back home and them landing on the rough New Jersey concrete roads… all on video. He uploaded it on YouTube, but it got removed before it hit 2,000 views.
Now, a week after the Seattle Hospital was raided, and 3 of the Titans were shot and killed… Charles got on YouTube on his laptop, and saw he had 2 personal messages.
One was a friend of his asking him to subscribe to their channel… and then another…
From a 'ChrisTheCommander'. The message said this:
"Hey, I'm in Seattle, and I think I saw them too. Beastboy was shot and she took him into a hospital. But now I saw on the news a bunch of swat teams and stuff raided the hospital and now Robin Star and Cyborg are dead… and BB and Raven are captured. So we probably need to get our heads together and do something. Where should we meet?"
Charles looked surprised, and minimized the window for now. "Hey, Mark!" he shouted to his friend in the other room, turning around in his chair.
"Yeah?" Mark shouted back groggily, walking out of the bathroom slowly.
"I feel really sick…" he added and fell down hard on the couch, as Charles tapped on his shoulder.
"What?" Mark said, obviously not feeling too well.
"Hey, I'm…" Charles began, but saw his friend's condition, and decided to do it himself, "gonna have to take a road trip with my family to St Louis today, so I'm gonna go ahead and hit the freeway now."
Mark nodded, and slid down on the couch. "Aight…"
"I'll be back next week." Charles added
Mark raised his arm and waved, saying groggily, "Alright, have fun then."
Charles replied to the 'ChrisTheCommander' and told him where to meet… under the St Louis Arch. He then packed up his laptop, some spare clothes, his cell phone, his digital camera, and then surveyed the kitchen. As Mark grabbed the can of beer on the coffee table near him, and started watching the news, showing some damage to the Chrysler Tower's exterior from a week ago. Charles peered at his roommate to make sure he wasn't paying attention, and grabbed two sharp knifes from the knife holder on the counter, then rushed out the new wooden door they put up after locking the rusted gold-painted chain lock on the door.
He jumped in his reliable turquoise 1994 Nissan Sentra Sedan in his driveway, and locked his doors with the small cylinder-shaped knobs on the side of his door.
He started up the engine, looked backwards at the small row house, checking to see if the windows were closed or open, because sometimes Mark left them open.
They were closed; so then he shifted gears and got on the road, heading to St. Louis.
About 15 hours, several gas stops, 2 hotel stays, and nearly 1000 miles, Charles had arrived in St. Louis. It was starting to get dark, and Charles flipped on his black jacket.
He brought out his cell phone in his right hand, dialed a number, and called 'ChrisTheCommander', whose Cell Phone number he got from a reply on YouTube he accessed at one of the hotels using his laptop.
He brought up his cell phone to his right ear, and once someone picked up, he immediately asked him, "Where are you?"
"I'm in a banged up GT500 on the corner," Chris told him, as Charles turned around looking for the GT500 in the several parked-cars nearby. He spotted the GT500's rear bumper, and could tell by the piece of the front bumper sticking out near the front-right tire that it was definitely banged up.
"Got it." Charles replied, hung up, and walked towards the car. He peered at an anxious middle-aged couple getting directions from a policeman nearby, mainly at the policeman, and then walked up to the GT500.
Out stepped a teen that really didn't look old enough to be driving yet.
"You drive that?" Charles asked in disbelief, as Chris shook his head.
"It's my friend's," he replied, and then added, "I don't have a license, so you need to drive," he began, but then added after he saw the look on Charles' face, "But, I have a permit, so don't worry."
"Alright, let's go then," Charles said after a moment of hesitation, and they both got in.
He turned around to look while backing up, but suddenly, the vehicle lurched faster than he expected, and they hit a smaller car behind them, which in turn collided with the front bumper of a full-size SUV. Chris threw his hands up in the air in disbelief, as Charles shouted, "Why did it go that fast?"
Chris shook his head and replied softly, "My friend likes to trick out cars, so he probably tuned it like that.", as Charles sighed.
To make matters worse, the couple getting directions owned the SUV that got rear-ended by the car they hit, and the policeman hurried around to see there was nobody driving the other car, and was about to continue to theirs.
"Oh man… I left my license in my car!" Charles said, as Chris shook his head.
"What do we do? He's coming!" Chris said in distress, as the policeman walked quickly up to their window. Then, he waved his hand to another officer nearby, who seemed to have more experience… and more body weight.
Charles said quietly, "Hold on," and then took the car out of reverse, and revved the car up about to try to get out of there. But instead, he rear-ended a 4-door sedan in front of them, causing an older couple to jump in shock and the elderly lady shouted, "That's our car!"
The young policeman behind them jumped, and then hurried up to the window again. But Charles locked his door, and then backed up. "Hurry! Hurry!" Chris told him, as he then shifted back to drive, and sped off around the other officer, who immediately picked up his radio an called for back-up, while the young rookie ran past him to get in his own police car. But as the two teens sped around the corner, suddenly both of the cops looked up in shock at the top of a redbrick high-rise apartment nearby on the corner. Suddenly, a purple blast hit the building, blasting through the corner facing them, causing a ton of red brick and debris to shower over the entire area.
Two more blasts flew from the sky, one hitting a small parked Ford truck causing it to lurch into the air behind them, and land on its left two wheels. The other was larger, and hit the side of the St. Louis Arch, causing large rock and marble slabs to land on the road in front of them. Both of the teens had no time to react, and the speeding GT500 hit a solid rock slab on the bottom of the pile, causing it to come straight off its two back wheels, and half a second afterwards, land hard, the passenger side facing the pile now.
As the engine began to smoke, the two young shell-shocked men dazed out the left side, Chris appearing to have hurt his neck, working it around with his right arm.
Suddenly, something landed right next to their car, and instantly, the GT500's driver-side door got dripped off and thrown about 60 MPH down the street, hitting the side of an incoming police-car, knocking it sideways onto its roof.
Then, Charles got grabbed and forced out of the car, and then realized who grabbed him.
A teenage girl about his height, with jet-black hair, lavender eyes, and wearing a black mini-skirt, a black tank top, and armor covering her from her neck down to some mid-thigh-height black boots.
Blackfire was standing there in front of him, and she said menacingly, "What did your planet do with my sister?"
He shook his head, and she shoved him down on the ground. Chris got out immediately, waving his arms, and tried to plead with her.
"Blackfire, plea-" he began, but she held her arm up to him, charged one of her purple orbs, and muttered icily, "Shut up."
Chris definitely shut up to keep his head from being blasted apart. Blackfire then grabbed Charles by the collar… but then got interrupted again by several older-looking cars coming from another precinct. Blackfire raised again, even angrier, and shot two of her blasts from each hand. The blasts hit both sides of the cop car's windshield, blasting off both mirrors and part of the hood. It also hit the top of the front left tire, and the rubber flew off. The policemen driving the car, still a bit dazed, made sure he was buckled in, as his car flew towards them.
Meanwhile, while Blackfire was distracted, Charles stood up by the front left tire of their battered GT500, as whispered to Chris, "Get in the drivers' seat. Let's go!"
Chris glanced towards Blackfire for a second, then dove in and grabbed the steering wheel. Charles snuck around the other side of the car, and while he stood now by the front right tire, Blackfire picked up her right foot, as the police car came about 4 yards from her.
She then kicked the front end of the car, causing it to stand on its nose. The two young men watched in awe as she then kicked it back towards the other two cars next in line. The car she kicked landed on its roof and nearly clipped both cars with its bumpers as it turned on its roof.
Chris said, "Get in!" and Charles jumped in, as Blackfire fired two more shots, hitting both of the cars coming her way in the center of the windshield, causing the car on her left to slow down and swerve to the right and nearly miss the back of a truck. The car on her right simply stopped as the driver hit the brakes hard.
As she turned to her side, expecting to see Charles still on his butt, she instead felt a car door hit her back, knocking her over hard. Chris had opened his door and hit her with it, and now after they hit her, they sped off around her and then took a sharp left down another street, Charles shouting, "Go, go!"
She rose slowly, holding her lower back, glaring their way. She then started to shoot up and fly after them, but shortly after landed about 10 yards from where she was standing before, letting out a big breath and holding her back in pain. She then spotted 6 or 7 police cars now turning that way, giving chase to the banged-up GT500.
As the two teens sped down the road, suddenly Charles yelled out, as a white blob flew over their vehicle.
"What? What is it?" Chris asked anxiously, as Charles looked behind them, to see a white dove flying by, and also sirens began waning in the distance.
"A dove? Here?" Charles muttered in total confusion, as suddenly Chris yelled 'Whoa', as someone with black tights on jumped on their tricked-out hood, putting a footprint in it, and front flipped and landed on the road behind them.
"Someone just jumped on our hood!" Chris shouted, as Charles looked wide-eyed and gaping behind them, and whispered…
"X…"
Behind them 'Red X' stood there, facing the police cars, twirling a pair of red sharp X's.
He then threw them and they stretched to about the size of a car, and then the two of them hit every single police car's tires, blowing them. They then turned in the air like a boomerang, and then cut off the sirens… and then turned back again, as the cars screeched to a halt. The X's then split into several, and impaled the tops of all of their hoods, piercing the engines and putting them out of business.
All of them got out, as Red X charged towards the driver in the front. He then landed a swift sidekick to the man's left cheek, and landed… but found himself facing 10 men with guns drawn and ready to go.
"Really now?" Red X said in his deep phonetic voice, as he then went forward about to try to dodge what he thought would be lasers shooting out of them, like in the Observatory back when him and Robin teamed up to defeat the Chinese Super genius from vaporizing the Titans and the city.
But instead, he got a bullet to the stomach, as he raised his hands up about to try to dodge a laser. He got hit, and fell backwards, as the same cop that got knocked to the ground by him before stood over him, a dark red streak from the kick implanted on his cheek, and an angry "I'm going to kill your puppies."-like expression.
"Aw, no lasers? That's no fun." Red X said, his bullet wound leaking some pain into his deep phonetic voice under that mask, and then passed out, as they took him into custody.
"I think that's enough for this episode." Charles said in disbelief again, his cheek pressed against the back of the GT500's leather passenger seat, as they sped off to their next destination… when they had one.
"Hey, did you hear from Charles' mom? They're all in Saint Louis." Mark asked his mom, as she replied in confusion…
"What? No, they're not in Saint Louis! I'm sitting here having coffee with Charles' mom right now!" his mom answered, as Charles' own mom asked in surprise, "Saint Louis?"
"Oh, my friend had this rumor about them… I dunno. Well, I have to go now, mom. Take care." Mark said, as she replied, "Bye Mark," and she hung up.
Mark then let out a breath with a look of frustration, and tried to call Charles now.
"Yeah, man, steal all the spotlight!" Mark shouted, and tossed his beer can trying to get a 3 pointer in the trash, but missing.
He then muttered, "Maybe I'm not made for the spotlight anyway," as he got Charles' voice-mail, and just hung up and turned on the TV.
Author's Notes:
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