A/N - again sorry for the delays guys, college has been anarchy personified. Promise to get the next one finished faster, anyways as always reviews and follows are much appreciated :)

Chapter 7

This had to be the most awkward breakfast ever.

Crane was sat around a table in what could loosely be described as the kitchen in titan tower, with a rather worrying looking tofu form foodstuff cooked for him by the green one sitting opposite him. Besides the young girl ("I say young, she can't be more than 6 years younger than me" self- corrected crane) that brought him upstairs where this "team" (he had to stifle a laugh at that) was preparing breakfast. There was green guy and the metal man in the kitchen and the green eyed girl and some kid who looked like the bats errand boy, but a little too tall and heavily built to possibly be the Robin he knew, this confirmed his long standing suspicion that there has been always more than one Robin. "Does that mean there's more than one Batman?" now there was a worrying thought Crane didn't want to ponder over the breakfast table… Anyways where was he?

"…And you fell unconscious and you've been in our infirmary ever since. You've had some ups and down in that time but as we can see by you standing here you've pulled through just fine." Finished the wannabe Robin who not only obviously didn't recognize him, (had he thought this one before?) He was being overly cordial and was helpfully bringing him up to speed on what exactly happened to him and how the hooded girl brung him back from the dead ( "Just a little bit weird, even for him" he thought to himself. Never the less he was grateful.) "So how about telling us a little bit about you Mr…?"

"Jack White" Crane finished confidently, now comfortable in his new identity, and from there the lie just slotted perfectly into place. "I was working my first week at the old Asylum in Gotham city, as a psychological analyst, The Joker decided to turn the place into his own little personal funhouse I hid in the sewers underneath the asylum, I was hoping nobody would think to go down there and I'd be safe there… Well as you can see by my hand Killer Croc had other plans for me. Bit it clean off as I was flowing out into the ocean, I honestly thought I was a going to die out there, but obviously you had some other plans, where am I anyways, who are you guys? Aren't you a little young to be playing superheros?"

"Well we saved your butt no obviously not!" shouted Beastboy.

"Beastboy calm down, we're the Teen Titans Mr white and you're in Titan city. I'm supposing as soon as you're well enough to leave and Cyborg can help fine tune that arm you'll be heading back to Gotham?"

Crane considered this for a moment, if he went back to Gotham it would only be a matter of time before he was found again, if not by the Bat then by that quack Hugo Strange and his ranting about some super prison. But here he had a clean slate, nobody knew who he was and he would be free to go about his recovery and plans without hindrance, and as he looked around the table at who was guarding this otherwise defenceless city, sizing up his odds. So far the only one with any brains was the girl in the hood, OK the metal man, what was his name? Cyborg? Must be pretty smart too but he was part machine, which means he could be shut off. The green guy and the green eyed girl didn't seem to be very much at all in the brains department as they were now examining each other's reflections in their spoons… And as for this Robin stand in or whatever he was, he wasn't too bright but he couldn't be under estimated, after all the bat probably trained him himself, so his mind was probably a lot stronger than it appeared at first glance and there was no competition in a straight fight between Him or any of them, especially now with his hand which was actually starting to twinge abit. His mind was made up and his plan was made… He was going to stay in this tower for a week or two until he was well enough to leave, which also gave him time to learn everything he possibly could about his new foes- Then he would leave and see if he couldn't retrieve one of his little backup funds he had in various accounts in case something like this ever happened (a maniac he may be, but don't let nobody say he was an unprepared one.) find a living quarters with a large enough basement for his experiments and then prepare a new assault on this strange new city. A new tide of fear would seep through the city like a poison. And from the destroyed ruins of this city he would gather his materials and make his way back to Gotham and the Croc… And The Batman.

His mind was mas made up

"No thank you Robin, actually I think what I will do is maybe start looking for a new job and home here in Titan city, Gotham has gotten too crazy and Batman can't handle it anymore ("it was worth it to see the look on this wannabe Robins face" thought Crane with a grin), I may see how things turn out for me here, and if the people who have saved my life ever need a therapist or a chemist you'll know where to come" announced Crane with the most friendly and grateful smile he could muster

"Well that's great!" replied Robin with a gleeful look (wow, he really wasn't too bright was he) "Titan City can always do with more good people around"

"and we can certainly do with more friends!" interjected the green eyed girl, whose eyes were now glowing a startling shade of emerald, as though somebody had shone a flashlight behind her eyes, it was a little strange to look at. "She does that" replies Cyborg who caught the worried look Crane was giving Starfires fluorescent eyes. "Anyways are you ready to get that arm working or what?" continued Cyborg

"ummmm actually…"

" don't be ridiculous Cyborg, he's just woken up after being unconscious for 2 weeks and it's obvious his arm must be killing him." Said Raven who had only now spoken for the first time until they joined the others, and he was glad she had, he was tired, and his arm was hurting.

"I wouldn't say it's killing m-"

"give him a day or two to get used to it being there instead of his real hand and to get used to walking around and being alive again… he's been pretty mangled and some time to regain his senses is what's best for him right now…" finished Raven, once again cutting Crane off but finishing what he wanted to say regardless. " Sure, that sounds like a good idea, you're the magic voodoo lady" said Beastboy in agreeance

"I'm going to ignore that, anyways Jack I'll show you to the spare room if you want, its abit more comfortable than the infirmary."

"ummm, yeah sure thanks Raven." Replied Crane taken off guard by the kindness this girl had shown her as he followed her down the staircase…

"Was it just me, or did Raven just care for another humans emotional wellbeing?" asked Beastboy, clearly confused.

"Thats the least of things on my mind Beastboy, Cyborg we need to get in contact with the asylum and ask them about a Jack White."