Sorceress wasn't much of a morning person. As she got up, she looked out her window, then at her clock, before groaning.
"It's only five o'clock. No-one could possibly be up at this time," she muttered, burying her head into her pillow.
"There is. Get your butt up here now!" Nightphoenix yelled into the intercom, getting the young mystic out of bed.
Main room
Sorceress rubbed her eyes as she walked into the main room. Everyone else was up, but surprisingly not as sleepy.
"What's up?" she asked, looking up at the monitor. What she saw made her gasp, as she looked to see CCTV footage, showing Highspeed and Firestorm robbing a bank.
"No way could I have done that. I never left the Tower last night," Highspeed shouted, glowing pale blue in frustration.
"We know. And you're not stupid," Darkwing said, getting everyone's attention. "Highspeed can be a bit of a show-off, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to show himself on CCTV like that. Whoever that is wants to be seen so we believe its Highspeed. Just like Blackfire tried to pose as Starfire," she explained.
"But that looks exactly like me, and even moves as fast as me. Only Flash and Mas y Menos can move that fast," Highspeed sighed, looking at the screen. "No way in heck could that have been me," he said, standing up.
"We know okay, sheesh," Sorceress sighed.
"No, I mean that it can't be me, cause I'm in the Tower. Whoever that was is flying through Jump City streets. I know because I'm watching him," Highspeed retorted, pointing at the screen.
"There's Firestorm, even though she's with the other Elementals. Alright, Titans GO!" Nightphoenix shouted, Highspeed disappearing in a silver and blue blur, Darkwing unfurling her wings and flying through the open window while Roughhouse and Sorceress ran to the garage, Nightphoenix following her raven winged teammate.
"This will be fun," Sorceress muttered as she and Roughhouse approached the T-car. As they got in, Roughhouse floored it, the garage door opening as the car changed to flight mode.
"Yeah, even more fun if you'd actually talk to me," Roughhouse muttered, making Sorceress glare at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, eyes changing to dark orange as she looked at him angrily.
"For the past few weeks you've barely said a word to me. Look, we split up, that doesn't mean we have to stop talking to each other. We can at least try to make up and be friends," Roughhouse said, meeting her glare while watching the road.
"Maybe. Let's deal with these clones first," Sorceress said as the car stopped. The second they jumped out, a dark blue and grey streak crashed through the T-car, causing a lot of damage. At that second, a small walkie-talkie like device popped out, promptly landing in front of Roughhouse.
"Which idiot busted up the T-car!" Cyborg's pre-recorded voice yelled, making Roughhouse wince.
"Cyborg's gonna kill me," he whispered as a familiar silver and blue streak moved by.
"Let me guess, if I'm Sonic the Hedgehog, you're Metal Sonic! A second rate copy!" Highspeed yelled, running side by side with his doppelganger.
"Brilliant perception, perceptor. But I'm more powerful than you think I am. And my name is Quickspeed," the clone sneered, the jet booster on his back helping him gain speed.
"Points on originality. I'm amazed you made a name completely different from mine," Highspeed gasped in sarcasm, clapping his hands.
Rooftops
"Get lost ya little bugs! You fly around like common houseflies!" Firestorm's clone shouted, a small flamethrower folding out beneath her hand. "Time for Firestarter to play exterminator!" she yelled, giggling with an insane smile on her face.
"Insane pyromaniac. She'll burn the city down at this rate," Darkwing muttered, dodging a stream of flames while throwing various pieces from the destroyed T-car.
"Cyborg and Roughhouse will go berserk if they saw you doing that," Nightphoenix sighed, surrounded in a forcefield.
"Come on birdie, let's cook ya!" Firestarter yelled, still giggling madly as she focused both fire streams on the raven winged Titan.
"Big mistake," Nightphoenix said, grinning as she dived towards the pyromaniac, landing a punch to the head. Just before the pyro hit the street, Nightphoenix trapped her in an orange bubble.
On the streets
"How does Highspeed expect us to help! Their almost going supersonic!" Sorceress shouted as she and Roughhouse stood by the T-car's wreck. Roughhouse simply kept looking at his communicator.
"Simple, he's leading them in a big circle. So in three, two, one," Roughhouse said, moving into the middle of the street before throwing a punch, hitting the dark blue and grey streak head on.
"Metal Sonic, meet Knuckles," Highspeed whooped, skidding to a halt.
"The best remarks you can make are Sonic references?" Sorceress sighed.
"If I can find one to make, yeah," Highspeed said as Roughhouse lifted Quickspeed to his feet and Nightphoenix carried Firestarter towards them.
"Big mistake fools," Quickspeed chuckled, a white light burning from his and Firestarter's chests. When it faded, the two villians had vanished.
"Well, this sucks. First the T-car gets wrecked, now the bad guys get away," Roughhouse sighed as Darkwing flew down.
"About the T-car...I may have used some pieces to attack the Firestorm clone, and they may have gotten burned..." Darkwing stuttered, stopping when Roughhouse's face turned dark red.
"You...what!" he hissed, chasing a fleeing Darkwing after letting out an angry roar.
"Who knew Roughhouse could run so fast," Sorceress sighed.
"Guess the super strength isn't just in his arms," Highspeed said, helping his sister to lift the T-car wreck.
Later that night
The park was very quiet that night, only five teens hanging out there.
"Oh how I long for a half decent race," muttered a girl with short black windswept hair with red streaks, dark red eyes and mostly dark red and dark blue attire.
"Then race Flash or that new Titan, Highspeed," sighed one of her companions, a boy with light brown hair, dark grey eyes and mostly dark purple and grey attire.
"What about that new Titan with the dragon wings. She looks pretty hot," yawned a boy with short black hair, green eyes and mostly grey and brown attire.
"Good thing I'm not the jealous type," muttered a girl with an Asian look with pale grey eyes and long black hair. She was dressed more like a ninja.
"Of course not," muttered the final boy with long dark brown hair and eyes, with a black jacket covering a grey outfit. All five of them looked up when men, dressed as typical government agents complete with sunglasses, advanced.
"Again? Third time this week," the red and black haired girl muttered as everyone but the boy in purple and grey ran.
"I'm getting the impression you want to be shell-shocked. That's all that happened to those who deal with Shockblast," the boy said, grinning as he punched his fist into the ground, a massive blast of air almost flattening the trees around him, sending the men flying. Shockblast grinned, before hearing car engines.
"Yo, Bullrun, they're going after you with SUVs," he yelled into a communicator, running after his friends.
"Gotcha Shocky, leave them to me," the boy with black hair said, grinning as he looked back. Seeing the SUV, Bullrun turned before charging towards it. Before it could drive off, he rammed into it, causing the engine to billow steam, before he ran off.
"They're on the run again, deploy!" one of the men shouted into a radio, three more SUV's thundering past.
"They're in for a little surprise. But then, you won't be left out," the red and black haired girl chuckled, vanishing in a black and red blur just as the second girl appeared from behind, kicking the man in the face before hovering, bat wings on her back beating.
"Darkspeed, feel free," the young ninja said into a communicator. The red and black haired girl, muttered a quick okay, looking back to see one SUV pursuing her. With a smirk, she vanished, turning invisible before running up a building, somersaulting back behind the two remaining SUVs.
"Blastback, you ready?" Darkspeed said into her communicator.
"Always. Amazing how they always fall for this," the final boy muttered, looking as the three SUVs thundered towards him. Concentrating, he felt energy tingle around his hands before, in a massive burst, it exploded towards the SUVs, sending them rolling back.
"That went well," Blastback muttered as Darkspeed, Shockblast and Bullrun joined him.
"Hey, where's Nightstrike?" Bullrun asked, noticing the ninja's absence. When they all looked at their communicators, a red light flashed.
"Dang it. They must have ambushed her," Darkspeed spat, kicking the ground.
"Those government cronies were after us for a reason. I think we're wanted because of our powers. Since we're not even Honorary Titans, we're easier to capture without unwanted attention," Blastback said, sounding as monotonous as Raven.
"In that case, let's get some help. And no flirting bull-boy," Darkspeed said as the four of them walked off in the direction of the docks.