Hello everyone, teen titans is not mine, nor are the places or trade marks metioned.

Warning: My first language is Spanish not english so please tell me about any grammar mistakes I may have. I won't be translating this story to spanish until it's over, sorry :(

Note (READ TO UNDERSTAND THE STORY): alternative Universe where the titans don't know all of the members but they do have powers and fight crime. Raven knows starfire and beast boy knows cyborg. Also I use real names look them up if you don't know them.

Chapter 2: To the rescue, I guess….

Before Rachel could mention the presence of the national monument, her mobile phone started to ring. She took a look at the screen, where she saw an unknown number with way more digits than the usual and then frowned a little bit. How worse could it get anyway?

—Hello?

But the only response she got was a muffled sound of the struggle of a female against a rope of some sort that tied her mouth. It took her a while, but then she recognized the voice, it belonged to her friend Kori! She had been with her the night before, so where was she now? Why was she tied? What in the world had happened?

—Hello!? Who is this!? —she exclaimed visibly alarmed.

The next thing she heard was the sound of a beep, the caller had hanged up. Immediately after that she heard the buzzing of a new message sent by the same number.

"Paris. $10000 24 hours. Call back when you arrive. Tell the police and she is dead"

—What is it? —Asked Garfield, a bit worried about her.

—I've got trouble, none of your business.

—Come on; just tell me I might be able to help.

—Look I don't know what happened yesterday, but this is serious and I don't have time to chat with you. Also could you please get dressed?

Before she could think though, he reached her phone and ripped it off her hands. When he read the message the look on his face changed abruptly from calmed and funny to dead serious.

—Babe, look I might not look like it but I'm the kind of guy that can help you out. Just trust me.

The colour on Rachel's face transformed to a crimson red.

—Don't call me that ever again! And I don't see how you could possibly help me out.

—Well those guys probably are a gang so it will be useful not to be alone.

She hated to admit it but he had a point; whatever she was going to do, it would be really dangerous by herself.

—Alright.

—Cool! What's the plan?

She sighed heavily. Even though most of people would have been cheered up by his enthusiasm, she found it exhausting and annoying, but she didn't say anything. They had bigger things to deal with.

—First of all you put some clothes on then… —before she could finish her sentence her phone received another call, yet this time it seemed to be done from a regular mobile. Who could it be this time?