Teen Titans Song Fiction: Against All Odds
Ideas are swirling around my head and I'm having so much fun writing this! Chapter 4 is up people! So far, so good?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Teen Titans, DC Comic based stuff, and songs.
WARNING: Mild Language and Mild Gore
I present to you, Chapter 4! - MaestroLucario
Chapter 4: Goodbye For Now
August 29, 2010; Sunday; 11: 41 a.m.
Harper Hotel
Richard grunted and stretched. His room was dark, the curtains closed. He smelled coffee in the air. He hopped of the bed and put a black shirt on. His bangs tickled his eyes and he scratched his head while heading towards the bathroom.
He couldn't get her off his mind. Kori Anders. She was a sweet girl. Caring, intelligent, friendly, and beautiful. A wonderful package.
He splashed cold water in his face and brushed his teeth. He went to the living room and saw Selina and Bruce talking to each other on the couch.
Richard went to the refrigerator and grabbed an apple juice box and nibbled his toast.
He looked over and saw Selina smiling at the newspaper and Bruce smirking.
"What is it?" Richard asked curiously and walked towards the sofa.
Selina laughed and said, "Look at the paper."
Richard grabbed the paper and his eyes widened.
In the front page of the newspaper, it said:
"PRINCE OF GOTHAM KARAOKIES WITH MYSTERY GIRL"
A picture of Richard and Kori smiling at each other while singing. His sunglasses were off and he was leaning towards her.
"Last night, Richard Grayson was seen in Harper Hotels' Youth Party with a pretty redhead while singing the song 'Against All Odds' by Phil Collins in the karaoke. Grayson was undeniably a good singer and the mystery girl as well. A few minutes after the two had sung, they were seen sitting in the swings. Paparazzi information told us that Grayson did not take any vocal lessons and that the mystery girl was only his friend. Witnesses say that the mystery girl is a redhead, just like Barbara Gordon. Does Richard Grayson have a thing for redheads? Or is this mystery girl a replacement of Barbara Gordon? Turn to page 6A for more information."
Richard looked up the newspaper and growled. "This. Is. Crap."
"It seems like you had fun with that Kori girl last night," Bruce replied while drinking his coffee.
"She is obviously a sweet girl. Perhaps we should invite her to dinner tonight?" Selina suggested.
"You seem to like this girl, Dick. Not to mention you let her call you Richard. You would even get angry with Babs if she called you that," he smirked.
Richard blushed. "I like the way she says it. It's not flirtatious or anything. It sounds . . . natural."
Selina jumped off the couch and hugged Richard tightly. "Oh, I'm so happy for you dear. Ever since the break-up with Babs I never thought to see you like this again."
"Um, what?" he stuttered.
"It's obvious you like this girl, Dick. She seems decent," Bruce added.
"Kori just isn't decent. There's more to her than . . ." Richard stopped and realized that he had just been overprotective.
"You just met her last night. And you sound like you've known her forever," Selina said softly.
"Leave me alone," he grumbled and went back to his room.
11: 56 a.m.
"Kam, we have to go right now."
"Kori, let's just stay until this afternoon, please!"
"Sister, we need to drive there and then unpack our things, do you know how long that takes?" Kori asked Kam, annoyed by her lazy behavior.
Kam sighed in defeat, "Fine. I'll be driving anyways. Just let me take a shower and then we can go," she said and went to the bathroom.
"We should leave by 1 o' clock," she reminded Kam.
"Yeah, yeah."
Kori sighed. Sometimes I feel like I'm the older sister.
She bent down and began to fold clothes and packing them in the suitcase. She saw her phone and decided to call Richard, to tell him that they were leaving later. She called him, but no one answered. She called again, nothing.
She sighed and decided to call him again later. She changed from her pajamas to a sleeveless light gray hooded vest, a black tank top and dark blue basketball shorts. She pulled her hair up in a high ponytail and put on a blue cap.
Kori finished packing everything. They only had four suitcases and a backpack. Kam had three suitcases and Kori had one suitcase and a black backpack.
"Kam! I'm going to head downstairs and check out!" she shouted over the showers.
"Okay!"
Kori placed the suitcases near the door, slipped on her black chucks and headed to the elevator.
12:31 p.m.
"Dammit! Where's that damn phone?" Richard shouted, panicking. He needed to call Kori.
Little did he know his cell phone was in his packed suitcase already. They were leaving at 1 o' clock. Thirty minutes till I find the damn thing.
"Dick!" Selina called.
"Yeah?"
"Can you head downstairs and check out for us? Our plane's going to arrive at 12:45 p.m. Are you finished packing?"
"Uh, yeah. Sure. Let me just fix my stuff."
Richard looked in the mirror and smoothed his black sleeveless shirt, showing his light muscles on his arm, and unwrinkled his white basketball shorts. His hair was spiked and he slipped on his sunglasses.
"I'll be back in a few minutes!" He walked out the door and pressed the button in the elevator. The doors opened and he was surprised.
"Kori?"
"Richard?"
Richard stepped in the elevator while Kori gave him a hug. "I tried calling you, but you didn't answer," she said with a sad tone.
"Sorry. Stupid of me, I lost my phone," he sighed.
"It's okay. When we get downstairs, I'll give you my number on a piece paper. In case you lose your phone for good," she laughed lightly.
"Thanks," he smiled.
"So, where you headed?" Kori asked.
"Lobby. We're checking out."
"Ridiculously, I am as well."
They both laughed. "Well, I'd like to say thank you for last night. I haven't had that much fun in a while, Kori."
"I thank you, as well. I –
Suddenly the elevator shook and the lights blinked.
"What's going on?" Kori asked nervously.
"I don't know. Elevator must be stuck," he replied. He pressed the lobby button but nothing happened. The lights went out and then the elevator dropped a few floors.
"Ahh!" Kori and Richard screamed. They were in mid-air as the elevator dropped. Richard's sunglasses fell off. Then it stopped and Kori's head hit the wall, making the left side of her forehead bleed.
Kori moaned in pain and pressed her right palm on the wound. Her palm was full of blood. Luckily, Richard was unscathed; he heard Kori moan and immediately came to her side.
"Kori!" he knelt beside her. "Are you okay?"
She moaned in pain again. "My head hit the wall. Is it bleeding hard?"
"I'll stop the bleeding," he told her. Richard ripped off a piece of his shirt and pressed it on her head. She winced.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"It wasn't your fault the elevator fell," she chuckled.
"My phone's in my pocket. Try calling my sister or anyone you know."
He took the phone out of her pocket and saw that there was no signal.
"No signal. Dammit," he muttered. "Looks like we're going to be stuck in here for a while."
He looked down and saw Kori sleeping. He dragged her sleeping body so that her head was rested on his lap, his back leaned against the elevator wall. He watched her for a few minutes, then became sleepy himself. His eyes drifted and closed, pulling him into sleep.
1:12 p.m.
"How long does it take him to check out?" Selina said impatiently.
Bruce called the lobby and was furious. "The lobby said that Dick didn't even get down there."
Selina called his phone, no one answered. "He's not answering his phone either."
"Let's go down there. Maybe we can find him," he suggested.
They walked out of the room and went to the elevator. He pressed the button, but there was no electricity.
"Elevator's not working," Bruce said, going in detective mode. "Maybe that's why Dick hasn't come back. He might be stuck in there."
"No one even bothered to report this in the main desk," Selina replied angrily.
Bruce took out his bat-a-rang that he always keeps in his pocket. He sliced through the two doors and used his bared hands to open it. He saw that one of the wires was cut.
"Someone did this on purpose," he concluded. He used his grappling hook and went down.
1:15 p.m.
Thud, thud.
"Huh?" Richard jerked his head up when he heard the sound. He looked down, Kori was still sleeping. The bleeding had stopped.
Thud.
There was the sound again. It was coming from the roof of the elevator. Richard gently laid Kori's head on the floor and stood up. He was on his fighting stance.
The roof opened and Richard's blue eyes widened.
"Bruce? What're you doing here?"
"We wondered why you didn't come back. We called the lobby, they said you didn't even get down there. So we were going to go down instead, the elevator wasn't working. One of the cables was snapped. This was purposely done. Is anyone else in there?"
"No. Just me and Kori."
Bruce raised an eyebrow. "Kori? How'd she get in there with you?"
"She was going down to the lobby to check-out too. But the elevator stopped, dropped a couple of feet. Hit her head on the wall, and she's just sleeping right now."
"Bring her up here," Bruce ordered.
Richard lifted Kori up gently, and handed it to Bruce's waiting hands on top of the elevator. Once Kori was up, he took Bruce's hand and heaved him up.
"Thanks."
They used the grappling hook. Bruce went first with a sleeping Kori in his arms, and then Richard came up.
Selina was anxiously waiting for their return. Then she saw Bruce carrying Kori.
"Oh my, is that Kori?" Selina gasped. "Is she –
"No, she's not dead. She's just sleeping." Bruce assured her. Selina wiped the tears off her face. "She hit her head when the elevator dropped."
"Dick, are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine Selina. Come on let's bring her to the room."
"I'll take the stairs and report the elevator," Bruce said and walked down the stairs.
Richard picked up Kori bridal style and went in their room. He laid her on his bed. Selina handed him a warm towel to wipe off the blood.
Kori's phone suddenly rang. Richard checked it.
"It's her sister," he was about to answer it but Selina took it from his hands.
"I'll handle this. You just take care of Kori." She walked out the room.
As soon as the blood was off, it revealed a big cut. Richard applied medicine on it and took a big bandage and placed it gently on her wound. Kori winced and her eyes fluttered open.
Kori grunted. "Where am I?" she mumbled.
"You're in my room. They got us out in the elevator a few minutes ago. Don't worry, I put medicine on your wound," he assured her with a soft voice.
She sat upright and smiled. "Thank you, Richard."
"No problem," he replied.
"Sister!" Kam suddenly appeared and hugged Kori.
"Kam. Oh, Richard this is my older sister, Kam," she gestured her hand to her sister. "Kam, this is Richard."
"Thanks so much for helping my sister," Kam shook his hand. "Hey, wait. You're Richard? As in, Dick Grayson?"
"Uh, yeah."
"I can't believe this! My sister gets saved by Gotham's playboy!"
"Ex-playboy," he stated.
"Well, anyways, thank you again for helping her."
"What time is it?" Kori asked.
"It's about 1:30," Richard answered.
Kori's eyes widened and so did Kam's. "I'm sorry, but we have to go."
"Yeah, we have somewhere important to go to," Kam said quickly. "Thank you again," she ran out the door.
"Kori wait!" Richard said and grabbed her wrist.
"Yes, Richard?"
"Promise you'll call me. Okay?"
"Promise," she smiled and swiftly kissed his cheek.
Richard blushed.
"Right now, I have to go. I hope we see each other again. Goodbye, Richard." Kori ran out the door.
Oooh, Richard got a kiss on the cheek. Aww. BUT someone's trying to kill him? Hmmm, suspicous . . . ANYWAYS, review please! :D - MaestroLucario