(Hehe, listening to Ke$ha's 'Cannibal' while typing this…)
When the titans (plus Johnny) got home, they found Beast Boy and Punk Rocket playing a zombie video game on the TV.
"Bloody hell, run you daft character!"
"Eep, I don't wanna die!"
"Fuck the door's locked!"
"Shoot the stupid lock then!"
"I'm out of bullets!"
"Dude!"
"Thomas, what are you doing?"
"AHHHHHH!"
Both boys threw their controllers in the air. "Mate, that isn't funny." Punk said, scowling and getting up. Johnny smirked. "I thought it was." "Fuck you." "Already got a girlfriend." "Not like- shut up!" The smaller teen smacked Johnny's shoulder.
Robin glanced at the screen and watched Beast Boy's and Punk Rocket's characters get mauled by the zombies and the eerie dark red 'GAME OVER' pop up on the screen. Sighing, he turned off the screen. "Any alerts Beast Boy?" "Nope, all quiet here. Me and Punk just played video games and watched TV." The green changeling said.
Nodding, Robin glanced at the rocker. "Are you… feeling okay?" Punk turned towards Robin. "Sure, why?" He asked. "Well…" Robin trailed off. Punk blinked, then sighed. "I kinda haven't been thinking about it to be honest. That's a nice coping mechanism ain't it? Anyway, am I going to be sleeping in the medical place the whole time or what?"
Good, something else to focus on. "We have a couple extra rooms, just in case of certain emergencies. You and Johnny will just sleep on cots." "Fair deal, mate." Punk shrugged. "Raven, show Punk where he'll be saying… Johnny, I have a few questions for you." "Fuck." Johnny swore quietly.
When Punk left the room, Johnny leaned against the back of the couch. "What?" He asked. "Who is Dizzy?" Robin asked first. "A street kid. Real pain in the ass, she's got super speed so any time someone tries to catch her or she sees a social worker, Dizzy takes off. Don't know her real name either." Johnny said. "All right. How do you know Tamaranian?" Robin asked.
Johnny smirked at that point. "That's none of your business bird boy." "I'd say it is." Robin looked up at Johnny, eyes narrowed. Johnny glared him back. "What does the fact that I speak another language have anything to do with anything?" "The fact that it is an alien language that as far as I know no humans know?" Robin said. "Whatever, like I said, it is none of your business!"
The biker sighed. "Is the interrogation over yet?" "Might as well. I will find out." Robin warned. "When you do, go ahead and guess." With that, Johnny turned around and walked away. "It is weird, but it's not important… the identity of the cannibals is." Cyborg pointed out. "You gotta see them up close?" Beast Boy asked. "Some of them… they got away though. The police are currently tearing apart the scene." Robin said. "Let's head to the lab, work on running their descriptions."
Cyborg headed out, intending to hit Raven's room on the way there. "Star, you up for it?" Robin asked after they left. "… I'd like to be alone, please." Starfire said, rather quiet.
Robin looked concern. "Starfire… while you were hallucinating… what did you see?" Starfire looked at her feet. "I saw myself on Tameran… and… everyone I knew and loved… they were dying. I am sorry Robin that I shot star bolts at you, I thought you were a gordanian." She explained, very quiet. Robin gently squeezed her shoulder. "Hey, it wasn't your fault. When we manage to apprehend Dizzy we'll make her apologize." "What a horrid child she is." Starfire agreed. "You don't have to help. See you later Star."
Before he left, Robin kissed her cheek. Starfire giggled after he left the room and touched her warming cheeks.
NEXT MORNING…
Johnny was bored.
This happened a lot, but usually he had his girlfriend with him, and that wasn't too boring. But she wasn't here… and as much as he hated to admit it, he did kinda miss her.
So, instead of waking up the still snoring Punk Rocket, Johnny started poking around the tower. It was... interesting to say the least. It was kinda like the HIVE base, except actually clean.
Turning a corner, he spied into the crime lab. Poking his head inside, he couldn't hold back a snort.
All three titans who had gone in to help had fallen asleep. Raven had just sorta nodded off apparently, her head lolling to the side but she was still sitting up. Robin had his head on his arms, leaning on a desk. Even Cyborg's red eye was off. The crime lab was made up of several computers mounted on the wall with four keyboards on the desk.
Johnny got an idea and left very quietly, to bump into Beast Boy. "Hey, what are you doing outside your room?" The green titan asked, very suspicious. "Was exploring, now looking for a paper bag." Johnny explained.
Beast Boy's ears perked up. "If it involves a prank, I am so in." "It does."
Five minutes later, Beast Boy returned with the paper bag. Johnny clutched the end shut and grinned. "Three, two… one…" Beast Boy popped the bag.
The reaction- possibly the most hilarious thing ever to be seen.
Raven jolted up, slightly gasping. Cyborg's eye came on full light and he looked around. Robin actually fell off his chair onto the floor. All during this, Beast Boy and Johnny were laughing. "You should've gotten a camera too!" Johnny managed to say.
Robin got up. "Beast Boy, Rancid, what the hell!?" He snapped. Both pranksters were still laughing. Raven sighed. "That was immature of the both of you dimwits." "Did you get an ID on the chicks?" Johnny walked in, sitting down on an empty spinning chair. Beast Boy just settled for sitting on the desk.
Cyborg, who had just finished booting up pretty much, glowered at the biker but turned on the screens. "First one we managed to successfully ID was this one." He pointed at the very pretty blonde with bright blue eyes and blonde hair. "Lydia Hadley, she is sixteen years old. She went missing about three months ago after a car accident which killed her parents." Robin explained.
Johnny had to look close to recognize her. "That's the girl with the creepy Joker scars…" He said slowly. Robin shuddered. "Please don't say that name." "What, Joker?" Johnny teased. Robin shuddered again. "Knock it off Johnny." Raven threatened. The biker rolled his eyes. "Next one we found was the one who fought Starfire." Robin continued on, clicking and the Asian girl with the shaved head appeared. "Her name is Gloria Faust… she's fifteen. No one ever reported her missing." He said.
Beast Boy gaped. "Dude, how can no one realize she's gone!?" He managed to squeak. "Some people report she dropped out of school about three months ago, same time frame." Robin said quietly. "Most people just don't give a damn." Johnny supplied. "Next ID." Cyborg clicked this time.
It was the dazzling red head. "Amethyst Hunter, legally changed her name about, again, three months ago, her old name was Amy Hunter. She's nineteen, graduated high school with honors, but didn't go to college… instead she picked up a job as… an escort." Robin chose his words delicately. "Just call her a hooker." Johnny snorted. Robin turned to glare. "I was trying to be nice about it." "Don't bother, she eats people, let's not be nice." Johnny said.
After mentally counting to ten, Robin clicked to the next girl, the girl with orange hair. With the close up, you could tell she had freckles and black eyes. In the picture she was grinning, and her right eyetooth was missing. "This is Marissa Wells, she's eighteen, went missing before her graduation. She would've barely passed, but a couple months before graduation she got her head on." Robin read. "Most of these girls seem to be kinda young." Beast Boy noted. "We noticed." Cyborg muttered.
Robin cleared his throat. "Anyway, the last one we could ID was Aria Dawson." He clicked, revealing the black girl with scars on her arms. In memory, Cyborg reached up and gingerly touched the spot where she had bit him. "She's twenty-five, the eldest of the girls that attacked us. She was admitted to a mental facility a year ago for suicidal tendencies and hallucinations, the scars are probably from self-harm. Went missing, guess when, three months ago." Robin said.
Johnny held up his hands. "Hold up- what about the blue chick, Lucinda I think one of the girls called her." "According to the US database, she doesn't exist. We're searching everywhere… she might not be from Earth though." Raven noted. "I'm gonna ask Starfire if she looks like any alien race, that might help us. Who knows, these girls could be mind-controlled for all we know." Robin said, standing up. "But first, coffee."
The alarm went off at that moment. "Or not." The boy wonder groaned.
Another body had been found, this one just as stripped as the first ones. But this time it was dumped in an alley.
"This meet up with the criteria of the last body?" The police chief asked. Robin and Raven had come. "It appears so… identity?" Robin asked. "Still working on it. He's a man, maybe in his forties. Do you have ID's on some of the cannibals?" The chief asked. "Some. Cyborg should have sent you them this morning after Raven and I left." Raven flew over the yellow tape. The skull grinned eerily at her and she shuddered, glancing at the ground.
A bloody note was clutched in its right hand-
'TITANS, PREPARE FOR US TO EAT YOUR FLESH.
THE MEAT OF THE STRONG SHALL STRENGTHEN US.'
Raven was thankful she hadn't had breakfast yet. Then she noticed something was around its neck. Gingerly picking it up, she realized it was a chain, with something attached to it. Looking carefully, she discovered it was a locket. "Robin! Get over here, now!" She ordered.
Robin ran over, avoiding the evidence cards. "What is it?" "… Look at the picture inside the locket." Raven managed to whisper. Robin peered inside.
It was a young blonde girl, on her daddy's shoulders. "This was a father?" Robin asked. "Look closely at the girl… she look familiar?" Raven asked. Robin peered closely. "Not… really." "She is… I think she is… now I'm not so sure. But I know we know that girl." Raven said.
Robin nodded. "If you think so Raven."
Johnny was chilling on the couch, turning on his phone and turning it off. "Hey, problem Rancid?" Cyborg asked as he sat down to play video games, not honestly concerned. "Anywhere private where I could make a call?" Johnny asked. "The roof, as long as you and Punk aren't up there together, we don't want you two making a jail break." Cyborg said.
Johnny smirked. "Gee, who would want to escape from a jail with decent food and video games?" "Got a point… is Punk Rocket okay?" Cyborg asked. "Don't know." Johnny said, getting up and beginning to leave. "He's your friend, shouldn't you at least care?" Cyborg asked.
At that point, Johnny looked over his shoulder and smirked again. "When you're heartless, things don't seem to bother you as much. So no, I don't care." He said before leaving the room.
Cyborg avoided the urge to shudder. Johnny was freaking scary… but he had an idea. "Hey, BB? I know you're in here." He said. The fly on the wall flew over and shifted. "He's really heartless?" He squeaked. "He doesn't bleed at the very least. Go spy on him, see who he talks to." Cyborg said.
Beast Boy saluted. "Got it, Cy!"
By the time he reached the roof, however, the call was mostly done. Turning into a fly, he listened carefully.
"I said I was sorry, yeesh… By the time I can get out, we'll go out, just me and you… heh, don't tempt me… I love you too, bye."
The call ended and Beast Boy waited until he was off the roof to shift back and scratch his head. "Johnny has a girlfriend?" He said aloud.
Shrugging it off, he headed downstairs… only to have Punk surprise him. "Boo." "Ah! Man, don't DO that!" Beast Boy yelped. Punk shrugged. "Who was my mate talking to?" He asked, a cigarette between his lips. "I think his girlfriend… dude, put that away, it smells awful!" Beast Boy hacked.
Sighing, Punk extinguished the cigarette on the wall, leaving a burn mark. "Not surprised, to be honest. Hey, wanna play more of that zombie game mate?" "You sure?" Beast Boy asked. "Yes I'm sure, I hear it can have four players, I'll get Johnny, you get Cyborg." "Deal!" The two shook on it and went to find their respective friends.
(Not much happened this time around, just more plot moving.
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