The Uncanny Titans

Chapter 6: Ravaged- Part 2

By

The Uncanny R-Man

Disclaimer- All familiar characters belong to DC.

Jump City-

Jump City was in a state of chaos. A red-clad man was shooting up a storm. He was Wade DeFarge, Slade Wilson's insane half-brother. He also went by the name of the Ravager. His attacks didn't seem to have any particular pattern. Apart from creating random chaos, that is.

The Ravager lowered his shotgun at a police officer that was holding his gun out in front of him.

'Are you going to use that peashooter, or are you just gonna stand there and pee your pants?' The Ravager queried.

'Y-you're under a-arrest...' The quivering police officer stammered, trying to look forceful. 'Y-you have th-th-the r-right to r-remain silent. H-however, anything y-you do say may b-be...'

'Bored now.' The Ravager rolled his eyes underneath his mask as he cocked his shotgun.

CHOOM!

The Ravager was knocked off his feet by a sonic blast from Cyborg's arm-mounted sonic cannon.

'Booyah!' The cybernetic Titan crowed as his arm returned to normal. 'I guess that takes care of that.'

'Kids nowadays.' The Ravager shook his head as he tossed some kind of high-tech-looking device at Cyborg. The device latched on to Cyborg's chest unit and sent thousands of volts shooting through his body.

'Cyborg!' Nightwing yelled in concern. 'If you've hurt him...'

'Ooh.' The Ravager childishly mocked the Titans. 'Is the former protégé of the Goddamn Batman gonna get nasty? C'mon, give me your best shot!'

'You asked for it...' Nightwing narrowed his eyes under his mask. 'Yahh!'

Nightwing leapt at the Titans' shotgun-wielding foe with a roundhouse kick. Unfortunately, the red-clad man easily blocked the kick with his arm before dealing Nightwing another roundhouse kick in return.

CRACK!

Before the Ravager could even follow up on his attack, the ground around him exploded in bright green-coloured blasts of energy.

'You will stop this fighting right now!' Starfire demanded, her eyes glowing bright green. 'I do not wish to harm you, but if you continue to resist, I will be forced to take desperate measures.'

The Ravager wasn't impressed in the least. He pointed his shotgun at Starfire. The rest of the Titans got ready to make their moves.

'Wait! Everybody stop!' Rose yelled. 'It's me that you're after. Just... please, don't hurt my friends.'

'And spoil my fun?' The red-clad man snorted. 'I was just getting started.'

Rose slowly walked towards her insane uncle.

'Please, Uncle Wade... Stop all this. I'm here totally unarmed. It's me you want.'

The Ravager put his shotgun away with a sigh.

'You always were too trusting, Rose.' The red-clad mercenary shook his head with a sigh.

'And you were always a no-good psycho!' Rose retorted as she unsheathed her sword and lashed out at her uncle.

The Ravager barely had enough time to unsheathe his own sword.

'Ooh, you were lying.' The Ravager chuckled as he blocked Rose's attack with his own sword. 'Cunning little minx, aren't you?'

'Why are you here?' Rose growled through gritted teeth as she struggled to force the Ravager back.

'Oh, same old.' The Ravager shrugged. 'A little bit of chilling, a little bit of killing. You know how it is. Y'know, you're so much like your father. I recognise the way you hold your sword.'

Rose bristled with anger.

'I am nothing like my father!'

'Sure you're not, precious.' The Ravager smirked sarcastically. 'Now, are we going to get on with this fight, or are we just going to stand here and reminisce?'

Before Rose could even reply, Impulse zipped up and snatched the Ravager's sword away from him.

'Ha-ha! Got your sword! Not so tough now, are you?'

'I don't need my sword to take down cocky little punks like you.' The Ravager sneered as he reached for his shotgun.

'Oh no, I don't think you'll be needing that.' Superboy tutted as he heated up the Ravager's shotgun with his Heat Vision.

'Yaah!' The Ravager yelled in pain as he dropped the super-heated shotgun to the ground. 'You'll pay for that, you little sonova...'

'Please, keep the bad language to a minimum.' Raven stated evenly. 'There are women and children present.'

Raven used her telekinetic powers to bind the Ravager's arms.

'Rrrr! Let me out of here!' The Ravager demanded. 'Or so help me God...'

Arrowette nocked an arrow into her bow and aimed it at the red-clad mercenary.

'You so don't want to finish that statement.' The blonde archer warned him. 'That is unless you wanna end up with an new and unusual piercing.'

The Ravager snarled in anger as a small green monkey scrambled over his head. The green monkey then changed back into its more usual form of Beast Boy.

'What do you guys say to unmasking this loser?' The green changeling pondered. 'I wanna see the face of the guy that's been causing all this fuss.'

'I don't see why not.' Robin nodded in agreement as he walked up and grabbed the back of the Ravager's red mask, yanking it off his face.

'Omigod!' Superboy gasped in mock surprise. 'It's old Mr McGruder! The caretaker!'

The rest of the Titans shot the half-Kryptonian clone identical glares.

'Oh, come on! You know you were all thinking it!' Superboy groaned. 'Nope? Not one little 'Jinkies' between you? You know, sometimes I wonder why I even bother to make pop culture references.'

'You kids haven't heard the last of this!' The Ravager snarled angrily. 'I'll get out of jail, and when I do...'

'We'll be ready for you.' Rose retorted as she held her sword against her insane uncle's throat. 'And next time I won't be so forgiving...'

And with that, the Titans carted the captive Ravager off to the waiting police. Of course, they made sure to confiscate all of his weapons to make sure that he didn't give the cops the slip.

Rose and Impulse stood back and watched as the Ravager was taken away in the back of the police van.

'Well, that must have been unusual for you.' Impulse blinked. 'It's not every day that you have to fight an insane uncle.'

'I shouldn't have come here.' Rose held her head solemnly. 'I've endangered the whole city.'

'Now, there's no need to talk like that.' Nightwing reassured the depressed young heroine. 'Quite a few of us have complicated family issues. Take me for instance. I'm an orphan and was pretty much raised by Batman. Starfire's parents sold her into slavery at a young age, and she has a long-standing rivalry with her older sister. Raven's father is Trigon the Terrible.'

'Yeah, thanks for reminding everybody of that, Dick.' Raven rolled her eyes.

'Heck...' Nightwing continued. 'I bet that the only one here with a normal family life is Superboy. Well, unless that it turns out that he's half-cloned from Lex Luthor as well, and that would just be silly.'

Central City-

It was a terribly rainy night in Central City. A bus pulled up beside a stop and a pink-haired figure dressed all in black stepped off before putting up an umbrella and sloshing through the puddle-strewn sidewalk. The woman was Jinx, charter member of Titans International. She was in town to visit an old friend.

Jinx rustled around in her coat pocket for the address that she had written down on a piece of paper.

'2218 Gardner Fox Apartments.' Jinx read off the hastily-scribbled note. 'Hunh. Now I just need to find the place.'

Jinx turned a corner and was almost knocked off her feet as the wall of the nearby bank building exploded outwards.

Jinx steadied herself against a lamppost with a put our growl.

'What the hell...?'

Jinx soon got her answers as a man dressed in a brightly-coloured costume bounced out on a pogo stick with a sack of money slung over his shoulder.

'Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me!' The Trickster taunted as he bounced out of the bank and made his getaway.

The Trickster's getaway was short-lived, however as a red blur zoomed past him.

'Now, didn't your mother ever tell you not to take things that didn't belong to you?' The Flash smirked as he skidded to a halt on the wet road.

'I've got just the thing to deal with you, Flash...' The Trickster said as he rustled around in his pocket for something. 'Now, if I could just find it...'

The Trickster threw a rubber chicken to the floor...

'Nope.'

A pair of chattering teeth...

'That's not it.'

A whoopie cushion...

'Nope again.'

An electric hand buzzer...

'Damn. Where did I put it...?'

And, a yo-yo...

'Aww, that isn't fair.' The Trickster sulked childishly. 'Somebody stole my exploding cigars. What sort of world do we live in when somebody can't have something without some scumbag stealing it?'

'Are you looking for these?' The Flash sighed as he held up an ornately-carved cigar box.

'Yeah, they're the ones.' The Trickster nodded with a happy grin. 'Now, gimmie!'

'No...' The Flash shook his head. 'I don't think I will.'

'Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie!' The Trickster demanded, on the verge of throwing a temper tantrum.

'This guy giving you trouble, Red?' Jinx asked as she walked up nonchalantly.

The Trickster narrowed his eyes at the new arrival.

'Who are you? I don't know you. Go away.'

'Aww, that's no way to treat a lady, Jesse.' The Flash chuckled. 'Hey Jinx, what brings you to town?'

'Just checking up on and old friend.' Jinx answered. 'You?'

'Same old, same old.' The Flash shrugged. 'You know how it is.'

'Ex-cuse me?' The Trickster waved his hand in an attempt to get their attention. 'Super-Villain enacting his evil plan over here!'

The Flash and Jinx both smirked at each other.

'Feel like a team-up?' The Scarlet Speedster enquired.

Jinx matched the Flash's grin as her hands began to glow with purple energy. 'I thought you'd never ask...'

TBC...

Next: Joyous Day of Birth!

It's Starfire's birthday, and the rest of the Titans hold her a surprise fancy dress party. Meanwhile, Jinx and the Flash continue with their team-up.