- This story takes place 7 years after the Titans disbanded. Robin and Starfire and Beast Boy are now 23, Raven is 22, and Cyborg is 25.
- Any and all criticism, that isn't obnoxious, is welcome. As well as any suggestions for the story within reason.
- Italics are used for emphasis on words and thoughts
- Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans.
- 4 -
… Robin …
"I didn't know Lee and Jefferson were coming to the bar with us." Richard said, tapping his foot on the floor of Smith's patrol car. He'd drive there and when Smith got wasted Richard would drive him home and walk the 8 blocks home. He didn't mind it though, in fact it gave him a little time to breathe and think.
"Yeah, trust me bro. You need some wing-men if you wanna drive that girl crazy. They know the situation so they're gonna do their best to help you out."
Richard felt uneasy about the situation. "How is this supposed to help me mend the gap between us?" He asked hesitantly.
"If you make her jealous you'll know for sure just how much she cares about you. If she doesn't care, she won't be mad to see you with another girl. The 3 of us are gonna help you get a girl to be all over you."
Richard was skeptical at Smith's logic but chose to trust his friend. "Fine." He said.
"We're here." Richard could feel the thumping of the club in front of them. He saw the very girls that were there last time with Kori, but she was nowhere to be seen. The girls were all chain smoking and sipping on cocktails. Giggling in between puffs and sips.
"I don't see her." Richard said.
"Let's go inside then." Smith unbuckled and got out of the car.
"Wait!" Richard said, struggling at the sudden need to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car. It took no time at all for the duo to get in the club, they were both dressed in a dress shirt and tie with black pants. They would looks like twins if Smith wasn't a foot taller and Richard didn't have spiky black hair. It was hard to see a little with sunglasses but Richard was used to it. It was too loud for them to hear each other so they both stuck to hand signs and gestures to communicate. He saw his fellow detectives sitting in the back at a rather large booth, flirting with one of the barkeeps. He tapped Smith on the shoulder and pointed towards them. "Let's go." He yelled over the music into Smith's ear.
Like magic, the music faded as they approached the booth, now the thump was all that stood between them and conversing.
Jefferson was a tall broad man with a fit physique and short light blonde hair with green eyes. Lee was an Asian of regular height with an athletic body and straight jet black hair that fell to his forehead with a pair of black eyes. "Bout time you lazy bastards." Jefferson said with a wide smile. Both he and Lee got up from the booth and shook their hands in greeting. "Hows probation?" He asked sarcastically.
"Sucks beyond belief because I can't pursue any cases." Richard said with a smile. "I now know what you go through every day." Richard said with a sarcastic smile. He poked fun at the fact that Jefferson had the lowest conviction rates at the station.
"Now now ladies." Lee said. "Save the dick swinging contest for after we get Johnson here to pop his cherry." He said with a hearty laugh.
Richard laughed. "Shut the fuck up." Everyone piled into the booth, Richard sat on the end and scouted the dance floor and bar.
"So what's this chick look like?" Lee asked curiously.
"You'll know her when you see her." Richard said calmly.
"You're the only one that knows what she looks like." Johnson said. He sighed. "Oh well, our job is to get girls, not our problem."
Lee smiled. "Yeah." He pointed over to the bar. "We got 2 blondes at the bar. Let's go get em while they're hot."
Richard and Smith watched as the two guys walked up to the girls and, surprisingly, they were hitting it off. The girls were giggling and smiling at each other. Obviously interested in the men that were flirting with them.
A young waitress, around 23 with a low cut shirt and apron came to the booth and whipped out a notepad. "Hey guys, my name's Hailey." She said cheerfully. "Can I get you guys want anything to drink?" She looked at Richard and her smile seemed to grow.
"I'll have non-alcoholic beer." Richard said, trying his best to return the smile.
"Whiskey on ice for me." Smith said, noticing the waitress hadn't taken her eyes off of Richard. He looked over her and smiled. She was perfect. She was a cute girl and definitely not as slutty as the other chicks at the bar. She'd be a good initiator especially with how much she seemed to already have a thing for Richard.
"Alright, I'll have it out to you guys in a second." She said, smiling at Richard. "Anything else I can do for you?"
Before Richard could answer, Smith intervened. "You can give him your number." Smith said with a cocky smile.
Hailey looked at Smith and then back to Richard. "Buy me a drink and we'll see." She winked at him.
Richard smiled. He didn't want to lead this girl on but he had to play along if this plan was gonna work. "What's your favorite drink?"
"Martini." She said.
"Then I'll take one of those as well." He said with a confident smile. The girl winked and turned away, shaking her hips as she did so to make sure Richard watched as she did.
"Johnson." Smith said leaning over. "Dude look." He pointed to the far end of the club towards the entrance. Walking in were 4 incredibly beautiful woman. 2 blondes, a brunette, and one with dark auburn. They were too far away to make out their faces but Richard knew. He knew the flaming haired one was Starfire.
"That's her." Richard said. His jaw was on the floor, Kori looked incredible. It was like she was carved from pure divinity. Like an angel among mortals.
Smith had to do a double take. "Dude who exactly is your ex? I've only heard you call her Star."
"She changed her name after we broke up." Richard said with frown.
"What does he go by now?" Smith asked insistently. Was Richard really trying to say that he had dated a supermodel? And had been the one to break up with her?! Richard mumbled something Smith was unable to hear. "What?"
"Her name is Kori!" Richard said loudly.
Smith's jaw dropped. "Kori? Kori Anders? THE Kori Anders who is an international beauty icon?" Richard nodded. "The same Kori Anderson who is the only person to be voted Sexiest Woman Alive on several occasions? The same woman who anyone would give their left arm to be with?! THAT Kori Anders?!" Smith was starting to grow louder. He appalled and shocked and amazed all at once.
Richard nodded in embarrassment. "Yeah... That's her."
… Starfire …
Kori walked into the club and immediately started looking for Richard. Her search ended when she turned to find the source of a man's voice sounding like they were in shock. It was a rather fit man in his late twenties or maybe early thirties talking to another man who wore shades and had his hair spiked. It was too dark to tell but Kori was confident that that was Richard. It had to be, who else would wear black-out shades in an already dark night club?
Kori felt the urge to go over there and talk to him, making some harsh comment here or there, but she decided against it. Instead, she went up to the bar with the models she came in with and ordered a glass of premium whiskey. She nursed it while sneaking to occasional look toward Richard. Twenty minutes passed and Richard was joined by two other men who had 2 rather beautiful busty blondes around their arms. Almost immediately, the girls scooted next to Richard and because to rub on him. They touched his shoulder and were very obvious about their interest in him, though Richard blew them off to make glances as Kori. They giggled and tried getting his attention but their attempts were met with absent words she felt pride at this, no matter how attractive the girls were, Richard only had eyes for her... Wait. What she thinking? Why is she happy that he cares about her? She had a boyfriend! She came here tonight to bury the hatchet... That's it. She wants to put this matter behind her and forget about the Boy Wonder.
By this point, she really wasn't part of the conversation with her friends any more. She watched as the cocktail waitress, named Hailey, had better luck than the other girls. Richard was actually interested in what she had to say. Bitch. Kori couldn't hold back that thought. The girl was dress casual yet wore a modest beauty and had a pretty face to boot. The waitress put a hand on Richards shoulder and kissed him on the cheek, making Richard blush bright red and very obviously. Kori gritted her teeth at the display. The girl held up a finger and walked away towards the back. Probably telling then she'd join them soon.
Kori felt a vein bulge in her head. This was beyond irritating. "That's it." Kori said to herself, downing the rest of her glass. She got up from her seat at the bar and walked over to Richard who sat chatting with his friends.
"And then he said…" Richard stopped his story and followed his friend's line of sight to his left. Kori hovered over Richard with a fake smile on her face that fooled everyone except him. He knew she was pissed, which made him smile. "Hey Kori." He said casually with a forced smile.
"Hi Rich." She said with her best smile. She felt pride at how his friend gawked at her, but a sour taste took its place when she noticed Richard was still cool. She had dressed to impress but didn't even get a gasp from him. Millions of people line up to see her and check her out yet Richard never broke eye contact until she asked a question. "Who are your friends?"
"Oh, umm, this is Detective Lee, Detective Jefferson…" Kori stopped listening after the first few names, she only had eyes for Richard. After introductions and handshakes she pulled up a chair, ordered a hurricane, and prepared to play the game. The game of who will blink first, a battle of wits to make the other flinch and lose concentration.
"So, how many men did you pull in today?"
"Actually, none, I was off duty today."
She cocked an eyebrow. "You actually took a day off?" She asked, snickering at the other Detective's laughter. "You've never taken any time off... not for anyone." She said in a darker tone.
"Every dog has his day." He said, taking a swig of his drink. "Not that a normal and innocent world famous model would know." He retorted.
"You have no idea what I know," she snapped.
"I know you well enough." He said in a calm tone.
"Oh, come on, Dick, I'm a big girl. I've seen the dark side of Jump City." The other Detectives raised an eyebrow at his real name but shrugged it off as more of their banter and a play on his name.
Suddenly the Detectives were interested. Their circle had gone quiet. Richards's eyebrows were pulled low. "Something you shouldn't be talking about in front of a Detective?"
"Just saying... Everybody loves a rebel."
"I don't." There he was again, the crime fighting man that she knew. "Either you follow the law or you don't. Either you're with me or against me."
"Oh, Dick." She leaned forward and sipped her hurricane. "That was always your problem. You never could see the gray." Richards's lips formed a tight line and the circle leaned in a little more. She leaned in close to his ear, "You never could see the people who just wanted to be with you," she whispered. It was out. She felt dirty and clean all at once. She wished she could see his eyes, because his face stayed blank.
"Maybe you should go, Kori," he muttered.
She chuckled and stood up and went to sit at the bar. She started to rejoin the conversation, pretending to have a good time as if her little confrontation had never occurred. In reality, her eyes stayed glued to Richard. The game wasn't over yet.
The Detectives, reeling from the exchange, attempted to draw Richard back into a normal conversation. The cute waitress came back wearing normal clothing and gave them more drinks. Immediately after she sat down she took a liking to Richard. From the start she had her eyes glued to him and was touching his shoulder more than she should.
Kori snorted and drowned the rest of her hurricane. Fucking little bitch.
After a few more minutes of fake texting, she snuck another peek over the top of her phone. This time, the waitress was openly flirting. She had sat down beside him and had one hand on the top of his thigh. And Richard was letting her. He had a sly smirk on his face.
And then she reached up for his glasses, to take them off and see his eyes. Kori absolutely froze.
She, Kori, had never seen Richards's eyes in twelve plus years of friendship – and this little skank was going to see his eyes within five minutes of meeting him? Fire exploded in her veins. Oh, hell no. She thought to herself. Then, without thinking, she walked over and pushed that bitch with her full Tamaranian flew to the other side of the club, crashing loudly onto a couch that was housing a couple not too long ago. Thankfully she wasn't hurt to bad.
A few people screamed. Everyone whipped around. A hundred pairs of eyes stared at Kori, standing there with her fist still raised. Richards's mouth was actually hanging open. Before anything else stupid could happen, Kori grabbed his hand and sprinted out of the bar as fast as she could go. The game was over. And Kori had lost. They ran for ten minutes until they were in central Jump City, the casual and middle-class part of town. Her heart was racing, her chest heaving. She finally stopped and refused to look at him. They were stopped at a white picket fence beside a small house. Richard said nothing. Kori sat there, her chest heaving, electricity shooting through her veins. How could she be so stupid? She risked a glance at his face. That asshole had the biggest smile on his face she'd ever seen.
"Starfire –"
"Shut up."
"You were jealous." She could hear the smile in his voice from a mile away.
She finally turned around and looked at him, and she knew she'd lost. He had the cocky grin on his face that she had first fallen in love with. He'd won. She'd showed him her trump card, and now she had nothing else to play.
"You were jealous of that waitress," he said. His voice was so suave.
"Fuck you," she spat.
"You miss me."
"I hate you." She said, she felt her cheeks grow hot. "You ruined my life." She looked into his still shaded eyes. "My life went to total shit went you abandoned me!"
Richard felt a tug at his chest. "What about your boyfriend and high-rise on 18th street? Seems you're living a better life than me." He said.
"Richard, don't think for a second I won't punch you in the face! Don't patronize me!" The tone of her voice finally made him shut up. And then they were standing on a suburban street in the middle of the night, a single streetlamp lighting up their bodies. All of the tables had turned. Now it was Richard with the power, grinning down at her. And Kori was the victim, staring at him with the eyes of the sixteen-year-old alien she'd used to be. Once again, she was new on this planet. And just like before, it was this dark-haired man who knew all of the secrets. She couldn't stand the silence anymore and finally muttered, "That wasn't how it was supposed to go."
"What exactly did you come here planning to do?"
"I came because of Raven."
"Raven?" His voice changed to amazement. "She's back?"
… Raven …
Rachel sat uncomfortably at the table at the tea shop she was supposed to meet Garfield at. She wore black skinny jeans, a royal blue hoodie and converse Sneakers. She shifted in her seat with anticipation. Trying to distract herself with her surrounding, she looked over, the shop stood on a cliff that overlooked the horizon. Rachel, back when she was a Titan and wanted some alone time, would often go there to drink tea and read. The fabulous view of the sun sinking below the sea with the beach not even a stone's toss away was incredibly relaxing. The shop was owned by an older couple, now 7 years older than Rachel remembered both in their late 40's by now. The place was quiet most of the time, they weren't the most popular shop but they made more than enough in sales to get by.
When she got up this morning Hailey was nowhere to be seen. Usually Rachel could hear snoring from the next room but this time there was only silence. Rachel hadn't received any text messages or calls from her but she did send her a text hoping to hear back from her.
Where is he? She thought to herself. This is so typical of Beast boy, always fashionably late no matter what.
"Yo Rae!" She turned to see Garfield running up behind her. He was dressed in a dark purple buttoned up dress shirt that was buttoned up to right before the top button, tucked into his ash colored jeans that revealed a small silver BB insignia shined on his belt buckle. He wore black combat boots that seemed of high quality. Rachel couldn't help but smiled at how much he had changed over the years. "Sorry I'm late, had a meeting this morning with my producers about the big show coming up."
Rachel stood up when she saw him. "Hey." She said quietly. When Garfield stopped right in front of her and it suddenly became apparent of the changes that happened over the years. Garfield was now taller than her, his muscles had been toned and developed, no longer having his light peach fuzz scuffle but now had a recently shaven five o'clock shadow. He still sported the same short haircut like he always did, the sun darkened his green hair so that it no longer matched his skin. She couldn't help but smile at his growth. He was even more attractive than he was back then. They stood there quietly, awkward in fact, waiting for the other to say something but no one ever did. They just stared at each other until Beast Boy felt the need to speak.
"Hey yourself." Garfield said happily. His voice had gotten deeper Rachel thought. "Is that Jasmine?" He asked, gesturing towards the table. He pulled out the chair for her.
"Yeah." Rachel responded with a smile. She fell silent for a second. She sat in the chair and Garfield pushed her forward towards the table. "Do you…. Want some?" Garfield sat down in the chair across from her and smiled.
"Sure." He said.
Conversation to begin with ranged from non-existent to pleasant small talk. The atmosphere was light and for Rachel a small part of her believed that perhaps things would remain completely civil throughout. A considerably larger part, however, knew the truth. They were on borrowed time, the two of them. Whether it was visible or not there was a tension building. Unanswered questions and things that needed to be said still hung in the air.
Garfield sipped his tea and looked out into the sea. "I remember the last time we were here." He chuckled. "You were sitting there and reading, tuning out the rest of the world."
"Yeah, I also remember a certain green dork sitting down and bothering me while I tried to read." Rachel said with a smile.
"Hey, I wasn't that dorky." Garfield protested with a grin.
"Gar... You weren't always an accomplished comedian." They both laughed. However, as time passed it was obvious that the next topic of conversation wouldn't be so pleasant.
Garfield seemed to grow serious for a second though he kept the smile on his face. "So what made you want to come back?"
Rachel stared at the table in front of them. She gulped. "My father… His evil returned to Azarath."
Garfield jumped out of his seat, his eyes wide with surprise and fear. "Trigun's back?!" He did his best to keep from screaming his words.
"No… Not exactly. My father died after I finished him off when he tried to conquer Earth and we managed to stop him." Rachel's voice grew dark and emotionless, just like it had been they had first met. "The truth is, I didn't really plan on coming back here. But I didn't have a choice."
"What do you mean Rae? You're not making any sense."
Rachel sighed. "My father was a Demi-God."
"Kinda figured that from all the magic and worship when he took over the first time." Beast Boy interjected.
"Yeah well, with being a Demi-God comes lots of followers who enact the teachings of said God." Raven felt pain in her chest. "They took it Gar." She felt her voice grow weak. "They took my home. They invaded Azarath and burned it to the ground... They said it was revenge for his death."
"Oh God Raven..." Garfield got up from his chair and knelt down next to Rachel. "I'm so sorry." He began to reach his hands around her frame but hesitated. Was this really okay? Instead, Rachel grabbed his hands and placed them around her in an embrace.
"They're gonna come for me Gar." Her voice sounded harsh. "They're gonna find me and get their revenge."
"That won't happen Rae. I won't let them hurt you."
"They don't want to hurt me... They can't hurt me if they want what I think they want." Rachel tightened her grip on Garfields arms.
"What do they want?"
"They want to resurrect Trigun."
"What?!" Garfield waved his hands in front of him. "No no no no no… That's not good."
Rachel sat uncomfortably in her chair. "But they can't do that without my help. I'm the last living offspring of Trigun. Everyone else is either dead or missing."
Garfield looked at Rachel, finally grasping the situation to its fullest. "That means they're gonna come after you." Rachel nodded, feeling her eyes burn. She felt like crying but tears wouldn't come. "Well we can't let that happen now can we?"
Rachel looked at Garfield in surprise. "What?"
"We just got you back Rae." He said with a smile. "There's no way in Hell we're gonna let you go again."
Rachel smiled, feeling her heart tingle and a warmness growing inside her. She was back home.
… Cyborg …
"Hey Babe, where's my address book?" Cyborg called from his office.
"Did you check your desk?" Jinx was in the kitchen making lunch for the both of them. "Might be in the drawer."
Vic walked over to the desk and found it right on top. He laughed to himself, of course Jinx was right. "Found it!"
Jinx turned from the counter and watched as Vic came into the room. "Told you." She reached out and handed him the plate.
"Yeah yeah, I don't even know why I question you anymore." Vic said, setting the plate down at the table. Jinx set down her plate in front of the seat next to him and smiled as he pulled out the chair for her.
"I know right? You think you'd learn by now." She laughed.
"Learned what?" Vic asked with a joking tone.
Jinx placed her elbow on the table and put her hand under chin. She grinned revealing her pearly white teeth that matched her porcelain skin. "I'm always right, dah." She said.
Vic laughed. "Yes ma'am."
Jinx eyebrows raised. "Hm, I like the sound of that."
Vic took a bite of his sandwich. "Just shut up and eat." He said with a smile.
"As you wish." She took a bite, chewed, then swallowed. "So why'd you want the address book?"
"When Robin and Star split, I took the liberty of taking down her address. Robin dropped off the map, all I know is he's a detective for Jump City. Other than that, the guy could die and I'd never know if I didn't watch the news." He frowned. "But if Slade really is back, we need to get ahold of Starfire."
"Are you gonna go there or something?" Jinx asked.
"I'm gonna try and meet her somewhere. Gonna be an off conversation after not speaking to each for a few years. Last I saw her she doing a photo shoot for some designer close to my office."
"I have a feeling this whole situation is only gonna get worse if we antagonize it any further."
"Well I guess that's what makes life interesting." Vic said with a smile.
"I guess so." Jinx said with a smile. "What about Robin and Raven?"
"BB will take care of Raven. Unfortunately I have no idea about Robin. Not only would it be a pain to get in touch with the guy but there's the possibility he'll call us insane for asking him to help against a villain that may or may not be still alive." He sighed. "Frankly, I wouldn't blame him. The only proof I have is what I've heard from Beast Boy. I certainly wouldn't even consider the situation if it had been anyone else. Anyone else besides Beast Boy and I probably wouldn't have believed them."
Jinx nodded. "I probably wouldn't either. Gar might be a comedian, literally, but even he wouldn't joke about something like this."
"You know the thing that bothers me most?" Vic asked.
"Hm?"
"It's the coincidence of all this." He said, finishing his sandwich. "Think about it. One minute, we hear about Raven coming back and the next Slade's back. This can't just be coincidence. They have to be connected somehow."
"But Slade hasn't gone after Raven like he did when he was first resurrected. Gar said she'd been here for years attending college. So why is he just now showing up?"
"That's the question." Vic grabbed Jinx's plate and got up from the table. "I'll wash the dishes then I'll call Star."
"That'll work, I'll go online and check the office for you. When do you want me to tell them you want that update on the trans-gravitational roadway system?"
"Tell them I want it on my desk on Monday. That should give them enough time to type and iron it out. Also, tell them to include a full report of their progress with the gravitational pull and push problem."
"Aye aye captain." Jinx did a two finger salute and walked off to the office.
Vic couldn't keep a smile off his face. I sure hope that things won't get too hectic. I actually like this calm life. Being a hero was fun and all but I find that a simple life with the girl I love and my best friend just a phone call away, what more could a guy ask for? Once again Vic had images of diamonds in his mind. The girl in the next room was his everything, he wanted to finally make her his but no time every felt right. No ring was ever perfect. And something… Something always caused a tightness in his chest. He always brushed it off but it felt real, like he was really and genuinely scared.
Vic stared at the phone in his hand, pacing back and forth in the living room. The number was dialed and all he had to do was press the green call button. He was nervous, it had been too long since he'd spoken to Kori that he had no idea what to say. His mind ran scenarios in his mind: "Yo Star, long time no see. Look I know we haven't really spoken at all since we split but I need your help. You know that arch enemy we used to have? Yeah… He's back." He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, pressing the button as he finished. He nervously placed the phone to his ear and felt his heartbeat as it rang in his ear. This is stupid… She's a famous model! She probably doesn't have time for-
He heard the other side of the line click and rustle around. "Hello?"
… Azarath …
"Where is she?!" A man in dark red robes slammed his fist down onto the table, shaking the kneeling man in robes the color of blood.
"I don't know my Lord. Her energy just vanished!" The shaking man avoided eye contact for the fear he might be killed grew inside him.
"I don't have to tell how important it is we get her back! We can't proceed without her!" The man in dark red pinched his brow. He saw the man shaking nervously and immediately felt his blood boil at how timid and weak he looked. This weak man served the great and powerful Trigun? "Where was she last seen?"
"We were keeping track of her energy on Earth like you requested my Lord, but it appears that something is interfering with out sensors. It's showing Master Trigun's energy signature but that shouldn't be possible because our master's energy vanished after his... Passing." He said hesitantly. "We suspect it to be just cosmic interference but we can't be certain until we know more."
"I don't care what you have to do!" He threw his hands in the air. "Don't just stand there! Find her before I punish you!"
"Ye-Yes my Lord!" The man bowed and ran out of the room, almost tripping as he did so.
The man sat on a chair behind his desk and sighed. Years of planning just went up in smoke. We were so close to finding her! Damn it! He slammed his fist back onto the desk. Don't worry Master, we'll bring you back! I swear it! The man heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Why is he already returning? Unless he has her energy signature I don't want to hear it! "What is it? Have you found her yet?!"
Another man in dark robes came and kneeled before the still fuming man. "I'm sorry my lord but we have yet to find her." He felt his sweat drop as he felt the negative energy seep from the man in front of him. He needed to get to the point before the lord had him executed for wasting his time. "However." He said before the man could interject. "We found out what is blocking our senses my lord." He paused, as if asking permission to continue.
The man in dark red robes felt a vein begin to form in his forehead. "Speak before I lose what little patience I have left!" He balled his fist. These insolent servants were more irritating than they were intelligent.
"We discovered it to be Slade Wilson my lord! The original messenger of Master Trigun!" He spoke with an uneasy and rushed tone. "We believe he somehow survived after our Master's fall. It is the only explanation as to why our sensors are being tangled."
The man in dark red robes sat behind his desk and folded his hands together. He placed his elbows on the table and brought his hands up in front of his mouth, under his nose. He looked at the man and narrowed his eyes. "Continue." He commanded.
"If it truly is the one they call 'Slade', then Master Trigun's energy radiating from him would most likely mix with the girl's energy. Thus explaining like the energy is coming from more than one location. I believe if we can somehow find the difference between the energy signatures we can locate the girl." The man continued to look down at the ground. Hoping his explanation was adequate enough to lessen his chance of punishment.
"Tell the other's all I care about is finding that girl! I don't care how it is done! Just do it!"
The man jumped up from his kneeling position and bowed immediately. "Yes my lord!" He then quickly ran out the door and down the hall towards the sensory room where psychics worked tirelessly to find Trigun's daughter. The last living embodiment of his pure, and untainted energy.
The man in dark red robes frowned at the thought of Slade's return. Even if it were true, we couldn't use the energy inside him anyway. His mortal soul has twisted and defiled Master Trigun's energy, he couldn't be revived by such filthy means. He sighed. But perhaps we might be able to use him to our advantage.
- What will the Titan's do once they reunite? How will the rest of Beast Boy and Raven's date go? Will Starfire learn of Thomas's adulterous ways? When will Slade make his move on the city? WHEN WILL MY PIZZA GET HERE?! Stay tuned!
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