"Jump City," Tim talked to himself. "home of the Teen Titans West division, four years serving the worlds greatest detective and I get shuttled off halfway across the country, like I'm the Fresh Prince and I got into a fight with schoolyard bully's." Tim looked down on the city he "swore" to protect, not because it was his life's ambition to serve San Francisco, but because anywhere he is stationed is what he'll have to protect. "Faraway from the Joker, faraway from the resurrected Deathstroke, I'm leaving my mentor to die." Tim grieved.
A portal opened up behind him, stepping out of the black vortex was the gray-skinned demon herself. Tim didn't want to seem too eager, so he continued staring at the bright city. "You're here early." He commented kiddingly. Raven took a seat right next to him on the rooftop, her black cape reaching moving with the wind. "I could say the same thing." She shot back with a little smile. "How's Beast Boy?" Raven asks the Titans. "He's okay," Tim answered, giving Raven relief. "you should visit him." Tim suggested - again.
Raven stopped looking at Tim, "If he's doing 'okay', then he doesn't need to see me." she said bluntly. Tim tried to reach out to her touch her shoulder, but he thought better of that and kept his hands on the edge of the roof. "He needs you Raven, we need you." Tim wasn't that worried about Beast Boy, and Raven knew it. "I suggest you stop your advances." Raven ordered calmly of Tim. Tim removed his mask. "I'm serious, the boys & girls could learn from someone like you, it's not like Cyborgs leaving the JLA!" He laughed.
Raven observed Tim's calm demeanor, she could sense it wasn't his true identity, but found him enjoyable to talk to nonetheless. "They're getting along just fine." She said. "Then why are you hear?" Tim shoots back. Raven's expression is blank.
"Slad- Deathstroke." Nightwing choked out, getting to his feet. The power to Blühaven switching back on, but now the city shined so bright that Nightwing couldn't see, the news helicopters didn't help.
"Blühaven vigilante: Nightwing is found in the old oil refinery, fighting with a strange mysterious figure, we've just got word, the police are on their way and have requested that the channel 9 news team get faraway from the conflict." The two choppers flew off into the bright night, giving Nightwing the knowledge of police intervention.
"Nothing's discreet about this, Deathstroke, it's not like you!" Nightwing said. He jumped at Deathstroke making him stumble backwards into a metal pillar. "New name, new city, new philosophy." Deathstroke combated, taking two oil cans and throwing them at Nightwing, hoping to cause a fire. Nightwing jumped out of the way, watching the fire burn right next to the river. "What do you want?" Nightwing asks. Deathstroke continued to stare daggers at his arch rival. "Robin," He began. "I just want the metropolitan area know that their savior has returned." He points to the oncoming police cars crossing the Santana Bridge, when Nightwing returned his eyes to Deathstroke, he was gone.
Nightwing shot up his grapple hook and boasted out the area with all his speed. Oracle shouted loudly in his ear, that he almost fell 100 feet. "N, get out of there!" She ordered very worried. "Oracle, I'm fine," Nightwing breathed. "Deathstroke, Oracle, he's back."
"I know you think you're not welcomed, but you are." Tim said to Raven as she readied herself to exit through the portal. "Things have changed, my place isn't in Jump City." She retorts. Tim looked at her with a little grin. "Where is your place?" He argues. Raven rolls her hood on top of her purple hair. "Where's yours?" She says sarcastically before leaving Tim. "Wherever I am." Tim says contently.
"Robin, come in Robin!" Superboycalled over the Titans communicator. "R here." Tim answered clicking his device. "Beast Boy wants us back at the tower."
Tim showed up to the renovated Titans Tower, it was the same old T-shaped building from the previous era, but it was much more professional on the inside, looking more of an office building than a headquarters for a superhero team. Quite odd that Beast Boy wanted to be discrete with his new role as leader of the new Teen Titans, given his flamboyant personality.
Tim approached his college Wonder Girl, her hair, much like her mothers, up in a pony tail ran down to her back, she sported a red sleeveless shirt with a bald eagle splattered across its torso, ending with her blue shorts decorated with white stars. Tim called her "Ms. America" and Superboy: "Mr. America", because of his similar getup.
"What's up?" Tim asks. Wonder Girl festered him to seat down. Beast Boy was giving a presentation on just happened hours ago in Blüdhaven. Superboy sat quietly next to Wonder Girl, taking notes. "What about Batman?" Superboy pipes, his teenage voice cracking a little. "Batman is running with the Justice League, he wants Tim to take care of it." Tim was surprised. "Me?" He said quietly, pointing to himself. "Of course you'll have help." Beast Boy ushered to Superboy and Wonder Girl. "I will debrief you privately.
After the meeting Beast Boy called Tim over. Beast Boy's green skin was darker green from before, his hair now featured stylish sideburns, his upper lip was still hairless. "Why does Batman want me to go to Blüdhaven, didn't he send me here so I would be 'protected." He emphasized "protected". Beast Boy nodded. "He believes you're ready for it and besides, you won't be alone, we always got your back!" He pointed right to Tim's chest. Beast Boy chuckled, lifting the weight off Tim's shoulders.
"So, Deathstroke has a power cell that can and has turned off the in all of the metropolitan area. Go to Lucius Fox, he'll have something for you." Tim nodded his head and walked away. "I know somebody too." He laughs to himself.
