"Stop right...there?!?!"

Robin was rather shocked at who they had found. Not because robbing a tech complex would be unusual, but because of precisely what he was taking.

"GREETINGS, TITANS! Once again it is I, your arch-nemesis, CONTROL FREAK!"

Beast Boy wasn't impressed. "Dude, why are you stealing a car? Isn't that kind of...uh..."

"Mundane for you?" Raven filled in.

Control Freak, with an expression that could only be imagined to pretend it was dignified, answered: "Just as the Jedi must acquire simple crystals to craft their lightsabers, so too must I stoop low to begin my masterpiece." His expression reverted to normal. "Besides, it's a black Firebird Trans Am."

Beast Boy eyes shone like little stars. "Dude...are you gonna get one of those red thingies that goes 'whoosh-whoosh'?" Robin couldn't help but notice the little smile that came to Starfire's lips at this. He had to guess she understood whatever the heck Beast Boy was talking about.

Control Freak's face went slack for a moment as he processed the simplicity of Beast Boy's question. Then, his own eyes seemed to ignite with a newfound idea. "Yeah, that'd be so cool!"

"Sweet...."

"Uh, Beast Boy?" Robin interrupted the shapeshifter's reverie.

And Beast Boy caught up with the situation at hand. "Not sweet."

A smirk came to Control Freak's face, as he drew his remote. "Since you like the red scanner, you should be able to appreciate this!" And with a press of a button, a squad of several robotic soldiers bearing strange rifles appeared and came to life, each with such a scanner where eyes would normally be.

Beast Boy seemed shocked at first, but quickly regained his senses...although not in the most productive direction. "Aww man, original series Cylons? Why couldn't it have been the new one, with Tricia or Grace or whoever?"

Control Freak answered, somewhat condescendingly, "Oh please, like the network would really allow us to show the one that has real guns?" Then his face and tone became dead serious. "And what do you have against Maren Jensen?"

"He-lloooooo? That Athena isn't a Cylon."

"Oh. Right. Well...."

Robin was about to capitalize on the situation, when he saw the door of a van screaming towards him in his peripheral vision. He backflipped just in time to avoid being flattened against the wall by the piece of metal. As he and the rest of the Titans adjusted to face this new threat, a familiar voice came from a familiar body-suited foe.

"Enough nerd talk. Adonis needs no help to take you down. Adonis WANTS no help to take you down."

With an approving smirk, Control Freak pressed a button on his remote again, and the Cylons disappeared. "I'll meet back with you here." And with that, Control Freak took off with his automotive prize. As much as Robin would've liked to have stopped Control Freak, Adonis' incoming mass made itself the priority.

"Titans, go!"

"Bring it on!"

Beast Boy was the first. The ceiling being too low for his T-Rex form, he transformed into a bull instead, and counter-charged Adonis. The technique didn't work any better then the last time he tried it, however. In fact it was worse; Adonis channeled his momentum into a two-fisted swing, stopping his own movement and simultaneously sending Beast Boy flying off to the side.

"You can't fight like a man or an animal."

Next was Robin, who hurled a salvo of explosive discs at the armored behemoth. Adonis' response was to grab a nearby compact car, and gingerly toss it in front of himself. The discs impacted the small white vehicle and detonated, pushing the car backwards just enough to put it back in Adonis' reach. When the smoke started to clear, Robin was greeted with the sight of an entire vehicle tumbling in his general direction.

"Lame."

As soon as Robin leaped out of the way, the car was struck by a shot from Cyborg's sonic cannon. Its underside exposed at that angle, it had no hope of surviving and exploded, showering metal fragments all around. Cyborg backed up, cannon locked straight ahead, ready for another car to come careening through the smoke. He was not as prepared for Adonis coming at him from the side with a flurry of jabs. The assault left the hero dizzy, before he was simply smacked out of the way.

Raven, for her part, lashed at Adonis' mech suit with dark energy ribbons. The resulting scratches were quite noticeable, but Adonis didn't seem to be impeded as he ran towards her. She tried to fly up out of his reach...and failed to elude his grasp. Normally she'd be happy that she wasn't simply swatted like a fly the way Beast Boy was. Adonis' disgusting purr and the metallic finger brushing up and down the back of her calf made this an exception. The words coming out of his mouth weren't an improvement, either: "You like it rough, babe? Sorry, I'm a little busy now, but maybe after this we ca—"

A starbolt to the side of his head cut his indecent proposal short, but didn't do much more than that. He pushed Raven away and turned in the direction of the attack, and saw an incoming Tamaranean princess. He attempted to counter her punch with one of his own; her fist struck his. Despite the mass difference, the sound of creaking metal showed it was Starfire who had the advantage. He starting backing off, parrying blows, her offering no quarter. But as Starfire placed a kick, he grabbed her instead of blocking. The pained look on his face showed that the attack had inflicted some real damage, but Starfire was too surprised to react before Adonis threw her behind him.

A well placed explosive disc detonated inside one of the scratches Raven had placed, making the nearby armor begin to tear away. A pair of telekinetic arms pulled the dense sheet of metal apart further, and a sonic blast struck the newly-exposed surface. Sparks flew as a flurry of starbolts impacted the weaker section of metal, followed by another attempt at the Beast Boy bull bash. This one struck true, knocking Adonis to the ground.

A well-polished, full-sized black van drove to the side of the action, at a speed greater than any van had a right to be capable of. The large side door opened, revealing a back wall filled with digital displays. Control Freak stepped into view from the cab, brandishing his remote. With a press of a button, his Cylon squad reappeared and began firing, sending the Titans for cover.

"If the Titans are done playing," he said, "let's get out of here."

Adonis wordlessly complied, hunching over to fit in the door. Then the door slid shut and the van started to pull away. Having been inadequate to subdue two Colonial Warriors in their own series, the Cylon Centurions were little more than time-wasting decoys against the superior capabilities of Starfire and Raven; the boys, their assistance unneeded against the Cylons, attempted to give chase to the van. An oil slick trail, deployed by the van, halted their advance; even causing Beast Boy's cheetah form to slip and fall into the oil, and by the time the Titans had recovered the van was well out of their range.

Beast Boy, in human form again, stood up and pointed at the trail. "They're getting away!"

Cyborg just looked at him. "Uh, yeah."

"Sorry, thought someone should say it."

Robin sighed, as Starfire and Raven caught up with the rest of the team. "Control Freak and Adonis, working together?"

"Yeah," answered Cyborg, "who'd have seen that coming?"

Beast Boy, meanwhile, was finally aware that the oil had soaked through his uniform. "Eww, nasty!"

"Seriously," Raven agreed. "Why can't he paw at Starfire, like the rest of the leches?" Her eyes widened as she heard the words that had just come out of her mouth. She, and everyone else, silently turned their heads towards Starfire, who was simply staring back at Raven. Raven could hear her own heartbeat, unable to sense anything except the apprehension felt by...everyone except Starfire, herself included. Would Starfire be upset? Would she end up expressing her anger, or say something worse?

After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, Starfire spoke, matter-of-factly. "Perhaps he is a fan of...the legs?"

Definitely worse.

"Beast Boy," Raven stated with an eerie calm, "you are covered in oil. Comment, and I will ignite you."

"I wouldn't—I mean I didn't—" The sudden cacophony of shattering glass echoing throughout the garage, followed by glass fragments being pulverized into powder, was sufficient to procure Beast Boy's silence.