"Do you remember the plan?" asked Garfield as he was cutting a hole in the prison fence.
"Aye, Lad. Quickly now, we may be in a blind spot but that still doesn't mean we're invisible."
Garfield managed to cut a sizable hole in the fence and they quickly crawled through. Wasting no time they ran, but kept low, towards the East Wall. Peter got out his two C4's and attached them on the wall.
Garfield watched as Peter placed the C4, "When's the last time you used C4?"
Laughing, Peter replied, "I can't remember. I was drunk most of the time," He then connected the wires to the correct place, "Ok, Lad. I'm giving us twenty seconds to get ready. Stand back," Peter set the detonator and started walking backwards.
Choosing the M-4 Carbine, Garfield made sure that his gun was loaded and ammo was strapped in the correct places. Peter did the same thing with his Steyr and Glock.
"Ten seconds," Garfield mumbled. He started to steady his breathing and kept calm. This is what he used to do during the civil war because tasks like these can fail so easily by the smallest of mistakes. All three of them have to be focused and ready succeed.
"Five seconds," Peter said back. Peter was felling the same way as Garfield was, it's been a long time since he's done anything like this, and he's hoping that his age won't be his downfall.
Have you ever had one of those times, where a minute felt like an hour? Well, these last five seconds shot by like a bat out of Hell. The explosion from the C4's was a lot bigger then Garfield and Peter expected and blew them of their feet.
"Holy Mother Mary!" Peter shouted as he stood up after flying back a few feet, "I think we stood a bit close."
"Do you think so?!" Garfield shouted as he stood up, "Fuck! The whole city must've heard that! We gotta be quick," They both ran in the whole and into the hallway which was covered in smoke.
Peter coughed, "I can't see fuck all."
Garfield tried to use his advanced eye sight but the smoke was too dark and thick, "We have to get out of the smoke. You go that way and try and find the cafeteria, I'll head over to Area C."
"Aye, good luck to you, Lad. Don't get shot!" Peter joked as he ran opposite to Garfield, becoming invisible from the smoke.
Garfield ran in the other direction and managed to get out of the smoke. He looked around the hall way he was in and spotted a map on the wall. Luckily it turns out that booth He and Peter were running in the right directions to their destinations, and Area C was close by.
For the first time in a while, Garfield thought that maybe luck was on his side, but then a loud siren noise, along with flashing red lights that lit up the entire hallway started to go off.
"Code BETA, Code BETA, Prison break out in progress. Security team BETA dispatched."
The voice giving the warning started to repeat itself, and Garfield was not happy with the sound of 'security team BETA' because the Teen Titans were a part of that team. It must of bean the C4; knowing America, they're thinking it's a terrorist attack. So the super heavies are on the way.
"Shit. Need to keep moving!" Garfield ran down the hallway and made his way to Area C. This could go horribly wrong, very quickly.
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It was like any other slow day in the Titan household. Cyborg was bored out of his mind and was trying to alleviate that boredom by playing Mega Monkeys 4; Raven was sat no to far from him on the couch, reading a book.
It was just those two in the common-room for the moment. Nightwing was in the gym; trying to get rid of his anger by going a few rounds with the punching bag. He and Starfire had yet another argument about his obsessive personality with catching criminals; which he would end up apologising for so he doesn't end up getting another migraine from their constant bickering.
His thoughts were then interrupted by a faint bang that echoed around the tower, without hesitation, Nightwing ran to the common-room to find out what the hell that noise was. When he entered the common-room he saw everyone in there, looking quite bewildered.
"Did you hear it as well?" Aqualad asked, standing next to Raven.
Nightwing nodded, "Yeah, it was definitely an explosion. It was quite faint, so the explosion must be in the outskirts of the city."
"Yeah," Cyborg answered, "I'm trying to find out where it happened," He was typing away on the keyboard that was connected to the Titan computer. Before I managed to find out where the explosion was, the red siren rang out in the tower and a voice started talking.
"Code BETA, Code BETA, Prison break out in progress. Security team BETA dispatched."
"Prison break?" Cyborg question as he started typing into the Titan computer, "At Jump City Penitentiary?"
"But that's a minimum security prison. Who would break into a minimum security prison?" Aqualad asked.
Nightwing frowned, "I don't know, but we're about to find out. Titan's Go!" They all ran out of the common-room quickly and began their mission.
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Peter ran out of the smoke and managed to finally get his vision back. The hallway was empty and he could hear Garfield run in the opposite direction. Happy that he hasn't heard gunshots yet, he tried to look for a map of some sort, so he'd know where the cafeteria was.
Having no luck in this hallway, he walked down to the end of the hallway and made his way down another one. Thankfully, there was a sign hanging from the ceiling saying that the cafeteria was down the hallway and to the left.
Just as Peter was about to make his way down the hallway, a red siren covered the whole area. Next, a voice rang all around him.
"Code BETA, Code BETA, Prison break out in progress. Security team BETA dispatched."
The same voice kept repeating itself, which was agitating the Irish man very quickly.
"Sounds like my wife," He joked but after that, he knew it was time to get serious. It won't take long for that security team to arrive at the prison, and he has no idea how many are coming.
He ran down the hallway, turned left, and right in front of him was the cafeteria, and not an empty one. Three guards were in there, and thanks to the recent explosion, they were on high alert.
"Bugger," Peter wondered what he could do, could he kill all three of them in time? Should he try and take them hostage? There wasn't much time to think because one of the guards spotted him.
"Hey, you! Put down the gun!" The guard demanded as he pointed his gun at Peter, followed by the other two pointing their guns at him. Taking a breath, Peter quickly raised his gun and shot the first guard in the stomach. With the other guards distracted by the cries on their injured comrade, Peter managed to take cover behind a table before they remembered him.
It didn't take long, before Peter knew it; the other two guards took cover and started shooting at the table which he was using as a shield. With his training, Peter knew how to wait and listen; granted it was quite hard to do that with a loud siren ringing, guards shooting at you, and limited time before the prison's reinforcements arrive. That didn't faze him however, because he managed to hear one of the guards not shooting, because he needed to reload. This gave him enough time to take aim and fire a few bullets into the unlucky guard's chest.
He took his chance and pointed his gun at the last remaining guard, "Get on the fucking floor!" He demanded.
The guard did what he was told and dropped his gun and got on his knees. Peter ran up and hit the guard in the face with the butt of his gun, knocking the guard unconscious.
Peter looked around to see if the cafeteria was now cleared; which it was. With his task completed, he sat down on one of the tables and kept watch of the entrances to the cafeteria, hoping it was his comrades to walk in and not a swat team.
After a few moments, he was shocked to hear another explosion coming from the West side on the prison, but then he remembered about Joe having to do his part for this break out. The strange thing was, the explosion sounded nowhere near as loud as it did for him and Garfield.
"I was supposed to use two, wasn't I?" He asked himself, there was only one way to find out if he made a big mistake or not.
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"Stupid, incompetent, morons!" Joe shouted as he ran over to the West wall of the prison. He heard the explosion from the East wall; the ground actually shook when the C4 went off. It wouldn't take much brain power to know that they used two C4's, which was not part of the plan!
Wasting no time, he planted one C4 to the West wall, and set the timer to five seconds. They were now already in the danger zone, thanks to that huge explosion. He ran to a safe distance and the C4 went off. The explosion was loud, but wasn't loud enough to startle the whole city.
Running inside the prison, he ran into two guards; which he disposed of quickly. His task was to get to the control tower, so knowing where to go wasn't an issue. A big control tower towering above the entire prison? Yeah, definitely the Elephant in the room.
The tower was in the centre of the prison courtyard, and the only way in is from the West side of the prison, which had the only third floor in the entire prison. You have to get to the third floor, and then make your way across the West wall, and then make your way up the control tower stairs. And then, after all that, he has to repel down from the top of the tower, through the courtyard, and meet in the cafeteria.
Good thing Joe had a fitness schedule. And good thing he had brains as well as brawns.
Making his way up to the third floor wasn't an issue; most of the guards were at the prison cells, making sure a prisoner wouldn't be getting an early release. That's where Garfield is going to have his issues.
That's another reason why Joe has to be quick on his task. The prisoners being released will give Garfield a good enough distraction to grab Wally and get to the meeting point.
Kicking open a blue double door, he was now on top if the West wall and he could see the entrance to the control tower, but that not the only thing he sees. In between him and the tower were the riflemen of the prison, carrying what appear to be, scoped hunting rifles. Joe knew he'd have to dispose of these anyway. They would prove to be quite the nuisance when trying to shoot him and his teammates.
Willing to admit it; wearing yellow jumpsuits was most likely a bad decision when you're trying to use prisoners in orange jumpsuits as some sort of: human cloaking devise. It would be quite unlikely that it would work, so the riflemen have to go.
Joe would have to be as silent and quick as he can. These riflemen are quick, and will waste no time shooting to one threat on the narrow wall. But Joe could also use that to his advantage: Everyone on the wall is an easy target.
Keeping low, Joe snuck over and made his way behind one of the riflemen, who was having a cigarette and slit his throat. He took the hunting rifle from the now deceased prison guard and pushed him off the wall. Before the other two riflemen would hear the body hit the ground, Joe used the hunting rifle to shoot both men in the head.
There was a problem, these hunting rifles were loud. Dropping the rifle, Joe sprinted across the wall and kicked open the tower entrance door. He had the Vector, so he had good firepower.
Joe ran up the stairs leading to the top of the tower, when he was nearing the top, he was greeted by a few prison guards.
"Drop the gun!" A guard demanded.
Joe remained calm; he started to slowly bring his gun to the ground. The further it went down, the less tense the guards were getting. Just as he was about to place the gun on the ground, he lifted it to his hip and opened fire. He didn't bother to aim; Joe just released an entire round of bullets into the small amount of guards that were in his way.
"Assholes," He mumbled as he walked over the pile of dead prison guards, he was then at the top of the control tower.
Joe could hear mumbling coming from behind one of the control points, it was another guard who looked like he was surrendering.
"Please, don't kill me," He sobbed, "I'll do anything, just don't kill me."
Joe raised his gun, "You're a father aren't you?" He asked.
The prison guard nodded, "Yes, I have two daughters. Don't take me away from them." The guard let a tear fall.
"You see that pile of men," Joe used his gun to point, still looking at the guard, "I bet they were fathers too. Why should they die, and I let you live?"
The guard didn't answer back; he started to shake when Joe walked closer to him.
"What makes you so special?" Joe asked, he pointed his gun in the guard's face, "Well? Do you have an answer?"
The guard took a short breath, "No, I don't," He closed his eyes, expecting a bang and a short pain in his forehead, followed by his death. But that never came; he opened his eyes again and saw the anonymous figure staring at him.
"I'll make you a deal," Joe started, "Release all the prisoners, and I'll let you go back to your family."
The guard wasted no time in putting in the code to open all cells in the prison.
Joe smirked from behind his mask, "Thank you," He then hit the guard in the head with the butt of his gun, knocking the guard out.
With his task done, Joe shot through the large window that was in front of him, he then proceeded to attach his rope to the metal frame of the window to repel down. Before he made his way down, he looked at his watch. 09:26, he has four minutes to make it to the cafeteria.
He was held up from repelling down because in the corner of his eye, he noised a white and blue car pulling into the prison car park, a blue and black motorcycle, and two people hovering above. They were then followed by four swat vans.
"Shit," Joe mumbled, that was heavy reinforcements. They needed to move fast. Skipping putting on the safety harness, Joe just grabbed the rope and leaped of the tower. If he fucked up, he'll be dead but he couldn't waste anymore time. Having that little morality talk with the guard was risky enough.
Taking a few more leaps, he was on the ground. Joe then noised that the prisoners were taking advantage to their release and were storming the courtyard and having a huge riot.
"And I have to walk thought that," Joe sighed and sprinted towards the prison.
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Garfield made it to Area C, he was lucky from having run into no guards...yet. He was hoping that that luck would stay with him when he's in Area C.
He never was that lucky though, because in front of him were a vast amount of guards, guarding the cells. He knows that he doesn't have enough ammo to take on these guards and the reinforcements that are on the way. But what other option does he have?
"I can't just wait until the cells are open. They might not even open! Joe could be dead right now," He said to himself.
His ears were then greeted by the sound of another explosion coming from the West. Garfield smirked because some of the startled guards decided to check it out. This left about eight guards in Area C.
"Thank you, Joe."
Garfield thought that he might be able to get away with some silent kills, and then finish off the rest with his Magnum, if the cells haven't opened by then.
The only light that shown in the whole of Area C was the flashing red siren, this did leave a few dark spots that Garfield could use. He decided that crawling on the floor would decrease his chances on getting noticed for the first few moments.
There were also some tables that he could also use as cover and hid under, so he made his way to the closest one, but he didn't crawl under it. There was one guard he was reasonably close to Garfield, so using the sound of the siren; he knew that he'll get the kill.
He waited behind the table for the guard to move closer, and when he was close enough, Garfield struck. He used his left hand to cover the guard's mouth and his right arm to quickly snap the guard's neck. Quick, easy, and silent, thanks to the siren. None of the other guards noticed.
Hiding the body under the table, Garfield made his way to a shadowed area under some stairs that lead to the second cell floor. He was completely invisible, and again he waited. It didn't take long for another guard to get close enough for Garfield to strike.
Getting behind him, Garfield turned the guard around a punched him in the throat, making the guard unable to make a sound. He then dragged the guard to the shadowed area and again, snapped the guard's neck.
It was times like this where he was really glad that he was sent off to the South African civil war. You need to be quick and silent for tasks such as this: killing guards to break your friend out of prison.
Before Garfield made his way to his next victim, his hearing managed to catch the faint sound of two gunshots coming from the West side of the prison. Garfield guessed that it was Joe, and he also guessed that thanks to his hearing, he was the only one in the area to hear it. The other guards didn't even flinch.
"If that's Joe, then he's not far from the tower, I reckon," Garfield thought as he continues to linger in the shadows. He could now bid his time and wait for Joe, but time is the one thing they don't have. It's amazing that the reinforcements haven't arrived yet. Yes, the prison was on the outskirts but this is quite the emergency. Safe to say, Garfield was disappointed in the lack of preparation for such an event.
Finally decided, Garfield stayed where he was. But he needed to clear the way for Wally and himself, so he aimed his M-4 Carbine at one of the guards' heads.
Being really light on the trigger, he managed to only shoot one bullet from the gun, getting a headshot on one of the guards. This startled the other guards, who then began to open fire in any direction. Garfield quickly dived under the nearest table to use as a shield.
"These guys need to learn to calm down," He said to himself. Garfield then aimed his gun from under the table and managed to hit another guard in the kidney. When another guard ran over the check if he was okay, Garfield got another kill.
"This is too easy," He thought, checking his surroundings before he left the safety of the table. He noticed that the remainder of the guards were on the second floor; this gave them a better view.
"Maybe the table isn't such a bad idea for now. I just hope Joe hurries up."
And, just like that, the cells were open. Garfield couldn't believe his luck, "A bit fucking convenient, if you ask me," He stood up and started to shoot at the remaining guards. Swarms of prisoners ran out cheering, and if almost instantly, started rioting.
Garfield grabbed one of the prisoners by the scruff, "Which cell is Wally West's?" The prisoner didn't seem too fussed by the abuse and pointed to one of the cells. It was on the top floor, furthest to the right. Wasting no time, Garfield released the prisoner and made his way to Wally's cell.
When he rushed in, he saw Wally still lying on his bed, most likely letting to prisoners riot so he could bide his time for his escape. Wally looked over at the masked man holding a gun.
"Who the fuck are you?" He asked, sitting up on his bed. Garfield moved the bandana covering the majority of his face down to his nick, and took of the sunglasses.
"Told you I was getting you out of here," Garfield smirked. He put the glasses back on and moved the bandana up to cover his face again.
Wally laughed, "Well, I'll be damned. I didn't think you were going to break me out."
Garfield shrugged his shoulders, "This is the fun way. Come on, we need to get to the cafeteria, quick!"
"I'll lead you there, I know this place like that back of my hand," Wally walked out of the cell and they both started to run over to the cafeteria, pushing prisoners who got in the way.
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Peter was digging through one of the fridges in the back of the cafeteria. None of the food looked that appealing to him. He picked up a piece of mouldy chicken.
"I didn't think we were in Dublin?" He joked as he threw the chicken back in the fridge. When he walked out, he saw Garfield and Wally rush in.
Peter smiled and looked at the clock, "And with two minutes to spare, good on you, Lad!" He laughed, and patted Garfield on the shoulder.
"Peter, this is Wally. Wally, this is Peter," Said Garfield as he introduced them. Wally raised his hand and Peter shook it.
"Hey, man. Thanks for the breakout," Wally joked, making Peter laugh.
"Aye, but we haven't broken you out yet. Speaking of which, where the cowboy?" Peter asked, looking at the clock, which was now on 09:30.
"Right here," Joe answered from the doorway, "Come on, let's move," Joe started to run down a hallway with the other three in pursuit.
"He's not one for small talk, is he?" Wally mumbles to Peter as they ran.
"Don't worry, you get used to it," Peter answered back with a laugh, "Let's go, boys!" He shouted with his strong Irish voice.
"Irish," Joe mumbled from the front. Good thing his face was covered, the others wouldn't be able to see his smirk.
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The Titans made it to the prison, but they were too late to stop most of what has already happened. The prisoners were already rioting.
Cyborg and Aqualad stepped out of the car and walked toward Nightwing, who pulled up in front of him.
"What do we do with this, dude?"
Nightwing took off his helmet, he saw the chief of the swat teams walk over to him, "Let me talk to the chief a sec, he might give us a task," He got off his motorcycle and met the chief half way.
Raven and Starfire landed next to Cyborg and Aqualad and watched NIghtwing talking to the chief.
"Who do you think caused this?" Raven asked, "There are no meta-humans in this prison."
Cyborg nodded, "I know what you mean. Normally, someone is trying to break out Cinderblock, or Plasmus. At least they're a certain level of danger for the city."
"Well, a prison break is a prison break, and look at the prisoners riot," Aqualad pointed towards the mass riot, "It's no doubt they're on their way to the city."
"I guess you're right," said Cyborg, crossing his arms and waiting for Nightwing to tell them the plan. Within a few moments, Nightwing walked over to his team.
"Ok, here's the plan: The chief is going to take his men inside the prison, it is believed that that firearms are being used. They need us to stop the prisoners from leaving these grounds and taking their riot towards the city."
"Well, that's easy enough," Cyborg looked over at Raven, "Hey, Rave, can't you make a big dome over the whole prison?"
Raven nodded, "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" she shouted and created a giant black dome that covered the entire prison.
Clapping his hands together, Cyborg made his way over to the T-Car, "Well, that's a job well done. Might as well listen to some tunes and wait for this to blow over."
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The boys were still making their way to the hexagon in the centre of the prison. They encountered a few guards but took care of them in no time. When they finally reached their destination, Joe put the last C4 on the giant steel door that opened the entrance to the hexagon.
"In theory, this should open the door," Joe said as he set up the wires.
"In theory?" Peter asked, "And what if this 'theory' turns out to be a load of gobshite?"
"Boys, let's just go on with the plan," Garfield said, keeping watch of the hallway, "Joe, did you see any reinforcements arrive when you were in the control tower?"
"Yeah, a few swat teams and a white and blue car, also a motorcycle and two hovering girls."
Wally looked at Garfield, "The Titans are here? Dude, we could take them out."
"No," Garfield interjected, "We're here to break you out of prison and that's what we're going to do."
Wally sighed, "Alright then. Miss this golden opportunity."
"We still to the plan," Garfield said, not looking at Wally.
Joe stepped back from the C4, "Ok, in ten seconds, were open. There should be no guard in there, but there is a security alarm which will most likely lead the swat teams here, so get ready."
"Oh, fucking great," Garfield sarcastically replied, taking cover behind a wall, "Wally, you should go in the hexagon with Joe. Peter and I will stay here."
"Aye, Lad. You'll be a sitting duck here," Peter was also taking cover behind a wall, opposite Garfield.
Wally nodded and stood next to Joe. They all listened to the detonator beep down to the final beep, and then their eyes were rocked by the close explosion.
"Go, go, go!" Peter shouted at Joe and Wally, who ran through the smoke and into the hexagon. Peter and Garfield took position and got ready for the swat teams to arrive. In front of them was a small hallway, so that would be there advantage, but they don't know how many are coming, and if they have enough ammo.
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Joe and Wally were inside the hexagon, which was glowing blue. There were different types of machinery, all working.
"Trippy," Wally said as he looked around. Joe found the main computer which was connected to the prison database.
Joe inserted a memory card into the computer, which brought up a loading screen. Suddenly, a load of different numbers and letters raced all over the computer screen. Wally first mistook it for the matrix.
"Wow," He said, "What are you doing?"
"I'm clearing you file, that way, no one will know you escaped. I will then be taking you as my apprentice to work in my store and train you to be like one of us."
Wally stared at Joe, "One of you?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you were given the same formula that Garfield was given to remove you're powers. You were then placed in here for refusing to take it?"
Wally nodded, "Yeah, we got fucked over, so what? You're breaking me out, that's all that matters."
Joe looked at him, "Is it? You seemed quite adamant to have Garfield take revenge on his former team."
"Well, yeah. They were a part of the whole...fucking over situation."
"So don't you think it's fair to do what Garfield did? He came over here, and took his new job by force. The mayor is terrified of him, because he was terrifying."
Wally smirked, "And you think I should be like that?"
"I believe in karma, Mr West. And I believe in power, that's why I agreed to help Garfield break you out. You, Garfield, and even Peter, are very resourceful to me, and I have some plans of my own which I'll need all of your help for."
"So, like some sort of mercenary squad?" Wally asked.
Joe smirked, "You could call it that," The memory card did what it was supposed to do and brought up the prisoner database. Joe types in Wally's full name and his file was brought up and in no time at all, Joe deleted it and made sure there were no other copies.
"Finished," Joe removed the memory card and place it in his jumpsuit, "Let's get out of here."
They started to make their way over to the entrance but stopped when they could hear a vast amount of gunshots being fired.
"That's sound like a lot of backup," Wally said, felling a little uneasy. Joe pulled out a desert eagle from his jumpsuit and passed it to Wally.
"Have you used one of these before?" He asked.
Wally looked at the gun, "My Uncle took me paintballing once."
Joe put the gun in Wally's hand, "Just aim and shoot for now, we're going to need all the firing power we got," Joe then pulled something from his jumpsuit, which made Wally step away from him.
"A grenade?! You've been carrying a grenade?!" He shouted.
Joe sighed, "Come on," He grabbed Wally by the scruff of his jumpsuit and pulled him towards the entrance.
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Garfield and Peter were firing like there was no tomorrow. I few dead swat members lay dead on the floor, but there were plenty more that were trying to make their way down.
"Stop firing and lay down you weapons," The chief shouted using a megaphone from behind a wall.
"Go fuck yourself!" Peter shouted and continued to fire, "I'm running low on ammo, Lad," he said to Garfield.
"Me too, they better hurry the fuck up!"
Joe and Wally ran out and took cover behind the walls their other two comrades were using.
Garfield looked at them, "I don't think we can make it out of here, they're crowding the entire hallway!" He shouted above the gunshots.
"Don't worry!" Joe shouted back, he then held up the grenade, "Just cover your ears!"
"Is that a fucking grenade?!" Peter shouted. Joe answered with a nod and took out the pin; he then threw it down the hallway.
All four of them could hear the swat members shot 'grenade' and 'take cover' before the grenade exploded. The cried coming from down the hallway reminded Garfield of some of the villages that were ransacked by rebels.
The cried reminded both Peter and Joe of times in their past, when times like that happen, you need to embrace the pain, or else it can consume you. That was something all three of them learnt the hard way. Hell, even Wally knew that lesson. Maybe that's why they work well together?
They all shook off their separate thoughts and took the open advantage to get the fuck away from this prison.
"Come on, boys! Let's shift it!" Peter shouted and made his way down the hallway, avoiding looking at the body parts that lay on the floor, and the blood that stained the walls. The other three did the same thing.
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All four of them made it to the courtyard, with the riots still in progress. But what they were not expecting was the giant black dome that covered the entire prison.
"What in the world?" Peter questioned, "Did we disrespect some voodoo god that watches over the prison?"
"No," Garfield answered back, "This is Raven; she's blocking the prisoners from escaping."
Wally looked around, "So, that's it? We made it this far, to be caught right at the end? Fuck me!" He kicked a rock and sat on the ground.
"Does it really matter? We're escaping through the sewer," Peter said, "So, let's make a move."
Joe shook his head, "We can't. The sewer entrance is made out of concrete and you used both of your C4's on the East wall. You were supposed to use one."
Peter scoffed, "Well, fucking oops! You failed to mention that part, cowboy."
"I was under the influence that you were a trained demolitionist. I imagined you knew to only use one explosive for a concrete wall."
"Cowboy, I'm from Ireland. We don't use odd numbers."
"Well, that explains why Ireland is split into two regions, then," Joe answered back.
Peter laughed, "Oh is that fighting talk I here?" He started to roll up his sleeves, "Well, if you want some, I'll give it to ya!"
"With you both shit the fuck up!" Garfield shouted, "I know how Raven's powers work. All we have to do is break her concentration."
Wally stood up, "But then how are we getting out of here? You heard him say, they plan was to go through the sewer, and we don't have a getaway vehicle."
"We could take one of the swat vans. They always leave them running," Joe said while shrugging his shoulders.
Garfield passed back and forward, "That would break Raven's concentration and give us a good enough opening to make our escape," He then stood still, "But we'd have to deal with my old team."
"We could just shoot them," Peter said.
Garfield shook his head, "We can't shoot them," he then smirked, "But we can shoot at them."
Wally looked at him, "That makes no sense."
"No, listen," Garfield stared at his team, "When I was on the team, we were never trained with gunfire because the people we'd fight never used them. The second we'd started firing around them, they'll panic and take cover. It's unlikely they'll fight back because they'll be in shock."
Joe thought for a second, "That just might work."
Peter shrugged his shoulders, "It's the only plan we have, let's just shoot their pretty little car," he joked.
After agreeing with the plan, they made their way to where the Titans were keeping watch of the prisoners. Hopefully this plan won't go to shit.
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Nightwing was standing with his arms crossed staring at the riot. The prisoners haven't moved closer, they've just continued to cause damage to the courtyard, and mostly likely the inside as well.
Cyborg was relaxing in his T-Car listening to one of his CD's, wishing he was at home playing some GameStation.
"I wonder if Gar is home. He must be wondering where we are," Cyborg joked.
"The news has probably mentioned something about this riot and that explosion already. The whole of Jump heard it," Aqualad replied while sitting on the bonnet of the car.
"Is it just me, or is he starting to lighten up a bit?" Cyborg asked, "I mean, when he first came home, he could scare the flies of a manure truck. But do you remember that breakfast where he laughed his old laugh? Now he just goes to his work, comes home and is starting to relax a bit more."
"Friend Garfield must be feeling to old times again. Oh, I hope he might consider rejoining the team!"
"I wouldn't bank on it, Star," Nightwing replied, "I'm sure he's capable, but I'm also sure he's happy with what he's got going for him now. I'm surprised he's still living with us."
"But beloved, would you be happy with Garfield becoming Beast Boy again?"
Nightwing looked at her, "Of course I would, Star. But he doesn't have his powers anymore."
"And if he did, that stupid law is still active in this city," Cyborg scoffed, "Why did I give them the formula?" He asked himself that question since the day Beast Boy became Private Garfield Logan and sent off to South Africa.
Raven could feel the emotion coming from Cyborg, she decided to link their minds to communicate.
"You need to stop blaming yourself."
"But it was my formula. If I had known..."
"You didn't know, they lied to you."
"I just want the old BB back, Rave."
"We all do, Cyborg. We all regret what we did."
"Do you think if I made some sort of cure, that could give him his powers back, he'd take it?"
"No. As much as he loved his powers, he despised the burden that came with it. If you managed to get your skin and flesh back, and someone offered to give you your robotic features again, would you take it?"
"Absolutely not!"
"That would be Garfield's answer as well. No matter how well you two hide it, you'd still give up your powers that look like your original self."
"When you say it like that, shouldn't Gar be happy?"
"I think he's angrier about it being forced on him, and also being sent into a war zone with no training."
"But he survived."
"Yeah...he did. He's back with us now; we can only hope that he will forgive us."
"And if he doesn't?"
"...Then we'll have to respect his decision."
"But would you?"
"I..I don't kn"
Raven never got to finish what she was saying; she was interrupted by Nightwing shouting, and gunshots being fired.
"Raven, take cover!" He shouted and hid behind his motorcycle; Cyborg, Starfire and Aqualad were behind the T-Car. She quickly flew over to the T-Car but she felt that she was going into shock, which affected her powers. This brought down the dome that she created.
A swat van then flew passed and sped away from the prison.
Nightwing ran over to the T-Car, looking a bit shaken, "Is everyone alright?"
"What the fuck happened?!" Cyborg shouted.
"I don't know, but we need to follow that van, I saw a prisoner enter the passenger seat."
Aqualad looked at him, "Did you see the prisoner's face?"
"No. I caught to orange jumpsuit from the corner of my eye," Nightwing ran over to his motorcycle, "Let's go!" He sped off after the van.
"That was...frightening," Starfire said as she entered the T-Car, "I don't think I can fly."
"Nah, everyone in the T-Car, this is a whole new level," Cyborg started up the T-Car and as soon as everyone was in, followed Nightwing.
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The four comrades in the jump suits snuck closer to the Titans. They all noticed that they were all distracted in a conversation; this was their golden opportunity to strike.
"Look, the colour of the walls is fading," Wally pointed out. Garfield looked and knew why this was happening.
"Hang on," He said. Focusing, Garfield used his eyesight and looked at Raven, he head was leaning in Cyborg's direction and her eyes were closed.
He then looked over at Cyborg, who head was leaning in Raven's direction and his eyes were closed.
"They're having a mental conversation," he thought. Garfield remembered some times when He and Raven would have a mental conversation, mostly when he had the incident with The Beast.
"Now's are only chance, fire around them and make you way to the van," Garfield demanded.
They all did what he said and started firing around the Titans, aiming at the T-Car, in the air, at their feet.
Garfield could hear Nightwing yell, "Raven, take cover!" He then watched Raven fly behind the T-Car.
"Now!"
Wally and Joe sprinted to the van, while Peter and Garfield continued to create cover fire. The back of the van then opened and they jumped in. They were out of the prison before they had a chance to shut the van's back door.
"Holy Mother Mary! We did it!" Peter shouted.
Wally laughed, "Yeah, dudes!"
Even Joe was laughing slightly from the driver's seat; Garfield just sat down and remained quiet. He took off the all the gear that covered his identity.
"That...was something."
Adrenaline rushed through Garfield's body; he closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment. Because his senses were telling him that something was coming and this fight wasn't over.