It was a few days later, and the Titans' two elemental manipulators had made their way back to the tower. At the moment, everyone was in the living room. Breakfast had just been served, and everyone was off doing their own thing. Speaking of which…

"Hey Vent…?" Beast Boy asked.

*BANG*

"Yeah?"

*BANG*

"Why is Terra in that metal box?"

*BANG*

"We're experimenting to see if she can *BANG* ferrokinetically bend processed metals as though *BANG* it were regular earth," the brunette replied.

*BANG*

"O…kay…" the changeling replied. "Nother question. Why are you still wearing that?" he asked pointing to the Aang Costume the brunette was currently wearing.

*BANG*

"I may not like the color, but I have to admit-" *BANG* "It's kinda breezy."

*BANG*

"Alright then…" Beast Boy said as he began walking off, leaving the two to their own devices. He just wondered how long it would take before that *BANG*… banging, got annoying.

" . . . Why are you doing this in the living room?!" Raven demanded, unable to focus on her book.

*BANG*

"Robin might bitch at me for leaving Terra unsupervised," the teen replied.

"Yeah. That's true," Raven hummed.

"I'm right here you know," Robin deadpanned.

*BANG*

"To be fair, you would probably bitch at him for leaving Terra unsupervised," Cyborg stated.

"Can you please do this somewhere else?" Robin asked, deciding to ignore what Cyborg had said about him.

*BANG*

"Ugh. Alright, fine," Ventus groaned. "Hey Terra, give it a rest! You're upsetting Robin's delicate sensibilities!" he called out.

"Hey!"

"Alright. But I'm gonna need you to let me out," the blond called out from inside the large metal box.

"Wait, why is it locked from the outside?" Beast Boy asked.

"Because if she could get out on her own, then the urgency of Metalbending wouldn't be that pressing."

" . . . Makes sense," Beast Boy conceded.

"I'm just glad the noise stopped," Raven sighed, reflecting on the current state of things both in and out of the Tower as she read her book.

Ventus and Terra were basically joined at the hip after everything that had happened with Slade. The fact that Terra had been largely exonerated of her previous wrongdoings because Slade had been using mind-altering drugs and subliminal messaging on her, and how-quickly the Titans had been ready to demonize her regardless of the fact, hadn't done their friendship with the wind-wielding teen any favors. Heck, Slade had gotten ROBIN under his thumb at one point through coercion, so something more-subtle like drugs should've been forgivable, except Robin and Ventus were still butting heads over every little thing.

It was only because of Starfire's use of the "glingleglarp eyes" that they'd decided to have a Cold War of sorts, passively hating one another yet not actively acting on that animosity. As for the city itself, the people were beginning to return more and more by the day; once news had spread that Slade had fallen into a pool of magma "as a result of his own hubris", the people felt more-confident in the city of Jump than ever. Doubly-so because Villains very rarely died, they were simply sent to jail only to be released or broken out a few months later, a couple years if most were lucky.

In short, things had been quiet. Other than stepping out in the freshly-repaired T-Car for groceries or flying in materials for reconstruction, the Titans were seldom needed at the present.

Of course, the tranquility of the day thus-far was inevitably interrupted when the TV was filled with static and snow.

"Aw maaaan! What now?" Beast Boy whined as he angrily pounded on the remote, the channel unresponsive to changes until a new picture came on the screen.

It illustrated one of Jump City's many high-rises, Titans Tower itself visible in the backdrop. The fog covering the bay made the picture rather ominous, especially since no matter how many times Beast Boy changed the channel, the image didn't change.

"Someone must've hijacked the TV broadcast signal," Grey-Wing hummed from where she sat, idly tweaking a construction drone.

"But to what end?" Jadework questioned.

"It appears as though we are about to be finding out," Starfire stated as the camera panned to the right.

Now dominating the screen was a rather large figure of incredibly muscular physique, covered head to toe in a dark brown spandex suit with lighter-colored segmented armor. Atop his head was a stylized mask resembling the face of a bulldog, and around his waist, a utility belt colored dark yellow.

"Citizens of Jump City, Slade may be dead and buried, but you aren't out of the dog house just yet. I, Dogman, will finish what he started. However, before then, you shall all bear witness to my moment of triumph over my most-hated foe, Ventus of the Teen Titans!" the man declared.

"Who's the furry?" Terra asked.

"Really? That's the first question you ask?" Raven deadpanned.

"You and I have a score to settle, so to ensure you face the piper like the rat you are, I've arranged for a little… incentive to ensure your cooperation."

Jerking his head to the side, the camera then panned over to the right. Over at the side of the roof was a crane-like scaffolding suspending a cage over the side of the building; held within it was a teenage girl with shoulder-length blond hair with large blue eyes, clad in bright pink pajamas that while covering the majority of her body, did hug her budding curves.

"Your most-treasured companion, Kitten," the dog-themed lunatic spat distastefully, "has her fate in your hands. You will come up here to settle the score, alone, or I drop her," he stated as he declared his ultimatum. "If anyone other than you attempts a rescue, I drop her. If any of your friends attempt to rescue her mid-fall…" he trailed off as he held up a detonator, and then gestured with the same hand to a number of explosives strapped to the cage. "I blow her up. If she is stopped mid-fall, the explosives will detonate. You have one hour to respond to my challenge, or the girl dies."

"Venty! Stay away! It's a tra-"

Before the girl could finish her message, the connection suddenly cut off, the television resuming its ordinary broadcast.

"Dammit…" Ventus bit out. "That guy must've dog-napped her out of her own home."

"Actually, the prefix still refers to the victim, not the kidnapper," Raven corrected.

"But in all seriousness, who was that?" Terra asked.

"Dogman, my nemesis," Ventus replied in a serious tone, his arms crossed.

"Wait, really?" Terra, and most-everyone else in the room all gawped.

"Pshaw! Heck no!" the white-haired teen laughed. "Man,I cannot say that with a straight face," he chuckled thinking back to the first time they thought. "Still though… The guy must've been pumping iron since he was in the clink. And that just leaves the question as to how he escaped. The suit's definitely new," he said setting his watch with a 55-minute timer.

"Huh. And here I thought he was going to be a one-time villain," Beast Boy hummed.

"Wait a minute, how do you two know this guy?" Robin asked suspiciously.

"Hold up," Terra interrupted. "The girl in the cage; who is she? And why does Dogman have the idea in his head that she's your most-treasured companion?"

"Other than the fact that her nickname is Kitten and he's themed after a dog…" Ventus began.

"The two of them went to prom together. Got quite a lot of exposure," Raven hummed with crossed arms. "I heard they got very close to one another," she said trying to get a rise out of the girl.

"Her dad's a supervillain, so she doesn't have many friends," Ventus added.

"Huh… She seems… nice…" Terra said uncertainly. While she herself now had a more-curvy figure than she'd once had, the captive girl in the pajamas was definitely more busty than her, and her hips weren't too bad either.

"Booyah! Mission accomplished! Awright! Up top!"

'Quiet, me!' Raven raged at the little voice in her head.

*BREEN-BREEN-BREEN-BREEN*

"Dammit, what now?" Ventus grumbled as sirens and klaxons went off, Robin rushing over to the computer terminal.

"Guys, Killer Moth's going berserk at the maximum security prison! The guards are trying to detain him, but they won't hold out for long," Robin said getting up from the console. "We need to move out to subdue him before he escapes! Titans! Suit up and roll-"

"OBJECTION!"

Cue Phoenix Wright: Ace Attourney OST - Pursuit ~ Cornered

The declaration hit Robin as though he were struck, the spiky-haired teen finding himself in a burgundy suit with a cravat sticking out of his collar, Robin also noticing that his hair had been re-styled, brushed to frame his face. He then noticed that standing across from him was Ventus, clad in a dark blue suit and red tie, his hair brushed back in spiky lochs with a single spit-curl tangling in front of his forehead, the teen's left index finger pointed out right at him.

"W-Wha?" Robin gawped.

"I object to this course of action!" Ventus proclaimed as he slammed his palms onto the table in front of him.

"What do you mean you object?!" Robin demanded, the sound of a gavel striking wood causing him to flinch.

"Objection sustained!" Cyborg bellowed, now clad in a black judge's court robe, a large fluffy beard on his face and gavel in hand.

"Your honor, I propose that Robin's intended course of action is both unnecessary and foolhardy!" Ventus proclaimed.

"On what grounds!?" Robin demanded angrily, fighting against the cravat around his neck.

"On the grounds that you are ill-equipped to handle crises pertaining to matters of an afflicted heart!" Vincent said slapping the back of his hand against a manila folder. "I have in my hand various witness testimony taken from partygoers of the Murakami High School Junior Prom after the conclusion of said event. This testimony is indicative that the rather sudden breakup between Kathryn Drury and her then-boyfriend Fang, had left her emotionally vulnerable, and without the prospect of being able to take any other male peer her age as escort to the prom, was given no other recourse but to use blackmail to do so. Their testimony then goes on to say that Robin made no attempt to help her feel better about her then-current straights in regards to her love-life."

"Hmmm… A compelling argument," Judge Cyborg nodded, causing Robin to pale. "However, I feel like I need something more substantial before ruling in your favor."

"Video evidence taking place on January twenty-forth, which I would like to submit into evidence," he said holding up a computer disc.

"Sustained," Judge Cyborg nodded.

"Oh no…" Robin paled as the evidence began to play.

"So… Want to be a Titan?" Robin's voice asked.

"Me? Really?" Terra's voice asked chipperly.

"Of course, you'll need some more training. I know you have trouble controlling your powers, and we can help."

"You 'told' him?" Terra's voice shrieked.

"I didn't!" Ventus returned.

"You promised! You lied to me! You lied!" Terra's voice said accusingly.

"Terra, no! Wait!" Ventus' voice pleaded.

"I just figured it out. I didn't know it was a secret." Robin's voice said dully.

"Dude! Saying Terra didn't have control of her powers would be the same as saying… ROBIN HAS BLADDER CONTROL PROBLEMS! Seriously! Don't you have 'any' tact at all?"

"As the evidence purports… no, he does not," as he rewound the security footage to a tear-stricken Terra leaving the island. "I would now like to call a witness to the stand!"

'Kill me…' Robin grumbled to himself. 'Kill me now.'

"Please state your name and occupation for the record," Ventus said pacing before the witness across from Judge Cyborg; Raven clad in the same suit she'd worn during her time as a news anchor.

"Raven. Superhero."

"Miss Raven, would you say that Robin has the level-headed ability to reason with an enraged villain before resorting to wanton acts of violence and assault?"

"No," she replied without a second thought.

"And would you also say tha-"

"ALRIGHT! I GET IT!" Robin raged as he ripped away his suit, stomped the kravat tie into the ground, and proceeded to kick down the prosecutions' stand, the DA's stand, the witness stand, and the judge's podium in a fit of rage.

END OST

" . . . Not cool man," Cyborg said as he stroked his very Dr. Light-esque beard.

"Starfire, I'm on a bit of a time crunch, and you're a faster flyer then I am, so I'm going to need you to take me to the supermax prison to resolve the situation with Killer Moth before it devolves into a full-blown breakout," Ventus requested. "Cyborg, dog-breath neglected to tell me where I'm fighting him, so I need you and Grey-Wing to analyze the footage from before and dictate which rooftop Kathryn is being held on while I'm on my way to the prison."

"Wait, I thought her name was Kitten," Terra hummed.

"Kitten's a nickname. Her real name is Kathryn," Ventus returned.

"Oh…" Terra hummed. 'So they're on a first-name basis…' she thought to herself as the fly-out window opened.

"And make sure Robin doesn't do anything stupid!" Ventus shouted as Starfire hooked her hands under his arms and carried him off in a green blur of light.

*TEEN TITANS*

"Friend Ventus, why am I lighting the head-flashes?" Starfire asked as they flew through the sky, one of her hands held forward as she blinked her starbolt on and off without firing it.

"It's flashing the headlights, and you're doing this so the guards on duty won't shoot at us," the teen answered as they approached the super max prison. "Keep the engine running. After I talk to Killer Moth, I'm going to need you to take me back to the city as fast as you can."

"I understand! Call for help if it is required," Starfire replied chipperly, the white-haired teen letting go of her hand and dropping to the ground. A swirl of wind rising up underneath him and slowing his fall, the teen rolled to a stop before he ran toward the inner gate, an armored guard waiting anxiously for him.

"What's the situation?" Ventus asked getting straight to the point.

"Drury Walker, more-commonly known as Killer Moth, went completely berserk after a forced broadcast showed on all the televisions in our facility," the man hurriedly explained. "We've managed to keep him contained in his cell, but even with the restraints placed on him, we're not sure how long we can hold him. After the mass breakout of supervillains, the building's foundation and walls are still being patched for cracks, and we have no way of knowing how many inmates will be able to escape if Killer Moth manages to pull something off."

"And you didn't try gassing him?"

"We did, but our typical countermeasures have proven completely ineffective."

"Well, the guy's daughter is literally dangling over the side of a building. As a concerned father, he does have a valid reason to get absolutely livid."

"Wait, that girl was his daughter?" the guard asked incredulously. "Huh… Don't see the resemblance."

"Killer Moth wasn't always a giant mothman, he turned himself into one after his daughter was born," the teen said clearing the misconception.

"So uh… Why aren't there more of you here?" the guard asked guiding Ventus into the cell block, prisoners whooping and hollering, trying to egg Killer Moth on in his bid for freedom.

"The others are on assignments, and I'm the only one who needs to be here to resolve this," the teen answered. "Give me ten minutes to talk the guy down. If it doesn't work, I have backup right outside you can bring in."

" . . . Alright. I'm trusting you on this," the guard said guiding the teen toward the super max wing. " . . . Hey," he said catching the teen's attention. "That Slade guy… he's really gone, right?" he asked worriedly.

"The guy fell into a pool of molten magma," the teen returned incredulously. "No way he's regenerating from that."

"Oh… Alright, just wanted to be sure," the guard replied with a nod, the sound of Killer Moth's murderous tirade growing louder. "So uh… What happened to your hair? My daughter has a poster of you up in her room and you look way different now. Come to think of it, the eye's different too."

"A lot of stuff happened," the teen replied as they approached Killer Moth's cell, the man angrily beating on his rearmost cell wall, the restraints on his wrist and mouth long-since shattered. "Tell your men to pull back once I'm in there"

"You're really going in there? All by yourself?" the guard asked worriedly standing just around the corner from the door.

"The guy might be a giant mothman who can bite through steel bars, but underneath all the mutations, the guy is still a loving father who wants his little girl to be safe and sound," the teen replied. "Don't worry. I've got this," he said giving a thumbs-up. "Don't believe in me because I'm a superhero. Believe in me because I'm human, like you."

The guard could only nod in return. Taking out his key card and readying it by the cell entrance, Ventus squared his feet before giving the man a nod. The guard nodding in turn, he put his thumb to the scanner and slid the card through the reader, the door whooshing open and the teen dashing in. Killer Moth's head snapped up at the sound, rushing for the now-open door. Before he could reach it however, a mop of white hair interposed itself in his tunnel vision and slammed into the spot between his compound eyes, the villain seeing spots as the door closed.

"Mr. Walker! You need to calm down!"

A voice snapping through the haze he was under, Killer Moth shook his head to clear away the stars before focusing back on who had attacked him. Wearing ordinary-looking clothes like jeans, sneakers and a hoodie, the yellow-and-black communicator clipped to his waist caused the man to run the teen's face by his memory of the other known Titans.

"You… You're one of the boys who took my girl to prom…" the villain realized. "You… You look different."

"Only on the outside," the teen replied. "Now listen, I know, your little girl is in danger, but you need to calm down."

"Calm down? Calm down?! That nutcase has my daughter in a cage above a thousand-foot drop and you want me to calm down!?" the villain demanded.

"I'm expecting you… to trust me…" the teen replied, the villain quirking a brow at him. "Contrary to what Robin might think, your daughter isn't inherently a bad person; not because her father is a super-villain. She made a couple bad decisions, but when it mattered, she decided to do the right thing. She's my friend, and I will rescue her, but you need to calm your metaphorical bug-tits, because after what happened with Slade, the guards here are edgy and playing for keeps, and they will shoot to kill if you leave this cell."

" . . . " This seemed to sober the mothman up quite a bit.

"Other than her being scared out of her mind, I don't know what's going through your daughter's head, but I know that if you get shot to death trying to rescue her… she's going to feel like it's her fault… So I need you to stay in this cell, and let me do my job. Please," the teen pleaded.

" . . . "

The two stood across from one another, the tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. A couple minutes passed, and the nearby guards readied their weapons, checking their safeties and ammo in the event they had to storm the room. However, to all their shock, the villain actually backed down, dropping down onto his cot and letting out a defeated sigh.

" . . . Alright. I'm trusting you," Killer Moth sighed. "Please save her… Please save my little girl," he pleaded, clasping his hands together desperately in a way that bellied his menacing physical body.

"I will, I promise. And I never go back on my word," the teen said extending his hand, Killer Moth's own completely engulfing it, giving it a brisk shake. "Don't worry, I'll have your little girl back safe and sound in a shake of a moth's tail," the teen said with a grin, before turning on his heel to walk away.

"Wait…" Killer Moth said, the white-haired teen stopping mid-stride. "Before you go to rescue my daughter… There's something I need you to do for me."

*TEEN TITANS*

"Vent, Grey-Wing and I have finished parsing over Dogman's broadcast," Cyborg said into his communicator back at the Tower as the two of them poured over the footage.

"We found the most-likely address based on the angle of the Tower as-visible in the footage, as well as the height of the surrounding buildings," Grey-Wing went on to add. "We're sending the information to your T-Comm. now."

"Great job. What about Robin?"

"He's… a little tied up," Cyborg said looking over his shoulder. Situated on the couch with his thumbs tied to one another and his individual fingers bound to separate them with a plank of wood between them was Robin, the spiky-haired teen situated between both Beast Boy and Terra, the teen completely constricted with both rope and duct tape.

"Is all of this really necessary?" Robin grumbled.

"To be fair, you have been known to fly off the handle," Terra said holding up a manila folder. "The list goes on for a while, so I can understand Ven's skepticism," she hummed pulling out a list.

"I can't believe he actually catalogued all this…" Robin grumbled, seeing the extensive detail put on the list.

"Anyway, how are things on your end?" Cyborg asked.

"I talked Killer Moth down, he won't be causing any more problems," the teen replied.

"Wait, talking actually worked?" Beast Boy asked incredulously.

"He is a single dad worried over his daughter's safety. He's not an animal."

"Wait, I thought he was a giant mothman," Terra hummed.

"Only on the outside; also, he's a bug-man. Second, he's still a father on the inside."

"Anyway… I'm looking at your tracker, and you and Star are… way off-course. Do you need a new flight-path?" Cyborg asked.

"There's something I need to grab before I rescue Kathryn. The rest of you, get to the address-in-question, but don't make any moves to rescue her. I don't think Dogman is playing around anymore. Jail-time probably had the guy toughening up and pumping iron, so I'm pretty sure he will kill Kathryn if anyone tries anything."

"What about Robin?" Cyborg asked.

"Tie him up and toss him in the back of the T-Car."

"T-Car's still totaled. Some of the frame re-warped itself after the last time we drove it," Cyborg grumbled, Terra shifting uncomfortably in the background.

"Fine. The G-Comet. Whatever. Just meet me at the base of the building and make sure there's a perimeter. Hopefully since Dogman called me out, the cops will get the memo."

*TEEN TITANS*

By the time Ventus and Starfire had arrived, the building in question had already been surrounded by a police perimeter. The G-Comet landed a ways away inside the perimeter, fans, civilians, and critics alike all gathered to get a look at the Titans who, for the bulk of Slade's occupation, had been largely absent from public sight. Fan clamor only increased when Ventus and Starfire came onto the scene, the two assaulted with camera flashes, in addition to inquiries regarding whether or not "the ship had set sail".

When Ventus was asked about what ship had set sail by the impressionable alien girl, the wind-wielder quickly deflected the topic saying it wasn't important right now.

"Chief, what's the situation?" Ventus asked approaching the most-decorated member of the force.

"The building was unoccupied when that costume-wearing nut took over, so there wasn't much of a need to evacuate. Also, no-one's tried to enter the building and mount their own rescue, but we set up a perimeter anyway," the man replied.

"What does the bomb squad have to say about the hostage's setup?"

"We only have a few seconds of footage to work with, but they speculate the bombs are on an accelerometer. At the present they won't go off unless they're detonated manually, but if the cage drops and its stopped mid-air, the sudden stop will cause the bombs to blow."

"And you didn't think to push the civilians back further?" the teen asked looking up at the cage hanging overhead, then to his watch. 'Ten minutes remaining. Better not cut it any shorter.'

"We're still under-staffed, this is the best we can do," the man returned.

"Let me worry about that," Ventus replied as he took out his communicator. "Terra, I need you to go to the rear side of the building and raise some earth walls to keep the civies away from the entrances. After that, I need you to create concentric walls around the area directly beneath where the cage might fall. If things take a turn for the worst… we need to minimalize the damage as much as possible."

"Are you sure about that? After what happened…"

"Take Starfire and Beast Boy with you. Even if there are critics in the crowd, they won't be able to say we're letting you run wild if you have supervision while you work."

" . . . Alright," the girl replied.

"Chief, I'm going to meet with my team one last time before I go up there. Have the civilians in front of the building pushed back. We don't know what kind of explosives Dogman rigged that cage with or how much damage they might cause, and for all we know he might drop the damn thing just for kicks."

"Alright… And you're sure you want to go up there by yourself?" the man asked. "The boys from SWAT have been looking for a little action, especially in a scenario they could win."

"For all we know, Dogman has had gene-modding done, and if he smells anyone other than me coming up there, he'll kill Kathryn on the spot. I think it's best if you leave the initial rescue to me, but keep the SWAT on standby. Just in case," he said making his way to the G-Comet, where the rest of the Titans were in wait.

*TEEN TITANS*

"Time's almost up," Dogman told his pajama-clad hostage. "You still holding out for that rescue?"

"Ventus will come! I know he will! So shove it up your ass, dog-breath!" the blond spat angrily.

"I wouldn't rattle the cage if I were you," Dogman said holding up his detonator. "You wouldn't want a… premature detonation, would you?" he asked cockily, the girl growling angrily as she bit back her words.

The next moment, a silver cyclone manifested on the opposite end of the rooftop, a hoodie-clad figure flying up before dropping in a "superhero landing" on the open rooftop.

"Dogman," the ex-brunette spat angrily. "Turn off those bombs! And let the girl out of her cage! It's me you want!"

"Well… It seems you're clever enough not to say let her go," the bulked-up villain chuckled. "However, I'm afraid I'm not the only one with a bone to pick with you."

"Puns? Seriously?" the aerokinetic hummed.

"Venty! Look out! It's a trap!" Kitten shrieked, the sound of skittering spider legs prompting the brunette to roll to the right, pink energy bolts passing through where his body once was.

"Dammit, I told you we should've put a muzzle on her," Fang grumbled as he climbed up over the edge of the roof, now clad in his leather jacket and jeans. "I'd have gotten him if Kitty didn't speak up!"

"You might've cut the transmission earlier, but Kathryn was able to hint that something was going on," Vent said reaching into his hoodie pocket. "That, and…" he said drawing out a rolled-up newspaper, which caused both villains to reel back a step. "Cyborg was able to enhance the reflection in her eyes to show me who was operating that camera."

"So you knew the two of us were here from the beginning, huh?" Fang bit out.

"This changes nothing. We've still got a score to settle, and if you know what's good for your friend there," Dogman said holding up his detonator, "you'll heel, like a good boy."

"Damn…" the teen bit back, letting the newspaper in his hands fall. The next moment, a pair of pink energy bolts blasting him in the back, the white-haired teen dropping to his knees as Fang's toxin began to spread through his body.

"So…" Dogman said as he and Fang loomed over the teen from both sides. "Any last words?"

"Yeah… Just three…" Vent said with a smirk even as Fang's toxin creeped up his neck. "Azarath. Metrion. ZINTHOS!" he intoned as he threw out his arm, his shadow coming alive as Raven flew out.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" the grey-skinned girl repeated as she transformed into her soul self and launched herself at the cage. The big black bird passing through the cage bars, when it passed, Kitten had disappeared, leaving behind an empty bomb-laden cage.

"WHAT?! I thought he came alone!" Fang growled out as Raven and Kitten disappeared from sight. "Why didn't you smell her on him!?"

"He must've used his shadow as some sort of portal," Dogman replied. "Doesn't matter. We can still settle our grudge. We'll get back to the bird and the cat later."

"Not on my watch," Vent said as he bit down on a capsule he'd hid under his tongue. Slurping up the liquid that came out, the greying skin once spread up to his jaw quickly receded.

"What?!" Fang gawped as the teen rose to full height, shaking out his arms.

"You can thank Killer Moth for that one. Gave it to me as an insurance policy in case you decided to go after his baby girl again," the teen replied with a smirk, spitting out the depleted capsule onto the roof. "Now then," he said twirling the rolled-up newspaper in his hand. "Who's first?"

"SIC HIM!" Dogman shouted, the door to the roof exploding open before a flood of Doberman began to pour out, fangs glistening with drool and foam.

"How 'bout you all heel. Ptoie!" the teen spat, firing a lob of phlegm out onto the ground between them. Within moments, a single green speck held within suddenly grew to tremendous size, growing into a fully-grown lion colored all green. The lion letting out a threatening roar that shook the air, the dogs all heeled before wheeling around and running back from whence they came, the lion changing back to a familiar elf-eared changeling moments later.

"Gross," Beast Boy said as he shook off the slobber from himself. "That's the last time I follow one of your ideas."

"Beast Boy, hiding in my phlegm was your idea," the ex-brunette deadpanned.

"No, my idea was to hide up your nose because flinging boogies is always funny. That was just nasty," Beast Boy retched.

"Oh, and hiding up one's nose isn't?"

"Dogs have cleaner mouths than people," Beast Boy retorted.

"Well sorry for being people!" the teen yelped as he dodged another one of Fang's poison bolts.

"How the hell do you miss two Titans?!" Fang demanded of his partner-in-crime.

"What do you want from me? Microscopic organisms don't have their own scent," Dogman bit out as he reached into his utility belt.

*TEEN TITANS*

Elsewhere on another rooftop, Raven's soul self reared up, dumping Kitten unceremoniously onto the roof. The cloaked mage touching down, the mage dusted herself off as the pajama-clad girl pushed herself hastily to her feet.

"What are you doing?! We have to go back for them!" the blond cried.

"Well that's gratitude for you," Raven grumbled. "Thank you for saving me from an exploding bird cage, Raven. Why thank you, Kitten, your thanks is appreciated," she stage-spoke, making Kitten sound like a whining, ditzy blond.

"No, you don't understand!"

*TEEN TITANS*

"Those guys can hop themselves up on Venom! You took me away before I was able to warn him!"

"Vent…"

"Yeah, Beast Boy?"

"Did you see this coming?"

"No…" Ventus said as the muscle-bound forms of Dogman and Fang loomed over them. "No I did not."

"Damn, I feel like I could bend a hubcap in half!" the overly-muscular Fang said as he cracked his knuckles. And it wasn't just his body that changed, the enormous spider that made up his head had also beefed up for some reason, the spider legs growing thicker and harrier, with the mandibles growing in size as well.

"I'm quite partial to breaking men in half over my knees," the overly-muscular Dogman, now nearly double in size, said as he ominously cracked his own knuckles, a pair of depleted syringes of neo-steroid tossed lazily to the ground from the two's transformation.

"So…" Beast Boy hummed as the two of them stood back-to-back. "Looks like we've got us a couple nemeses."

"Where's this us coming from? Fang hates me, and when Dogman was on his first rampage, you were face-down in the snack bar," the ex-brunette retorted.

"You done chatting it up? I'm ready to give you a pounding!" Fang growled angrily as he pounded his knuckles together. Clearly, the Venom was starting to get to his head.

" . . . "

" . . . "

" . . . "

"CHEESE IT!" Vent and Beast Boy cried after several moment's silence. The two running with exaggerated arm pumps and strides like something out of Zatch Bell. Before Fang or Dogman could catch the two, they had already thrown themselves from the roof, escaping a Venom smackdown sandwich.

"What the shit?!" Fang raged as the two disappeared from view.

"They must've realized they couldn't beat us by themselves, and that without a hostage, they didn't have any reason to stay," Dogman growled as he threw away the now-useless detonator, baring his fangs as he snarled.

"Well!? Let's go after them!" Fang raged as he bolted for the door, his Venom-powered headbutt smashing the door and the surrounding frame.

*TEEN TITANS*

"Pterosaur! I choose you!" Ventus cried as the two base jumped towards the ground.

"Pterosaur? OH! You mean me!" Beast Boy cried before he turned into said dinosaur. Flaring out his wings, he caught the white-haired teen on his back, the two rapidly circling the building before coming to a stop on the ground.

"What the heck happened up there?" Robin demanded as he rushed out of the G-Comet.

"Shit got crazy!" Beast Boy cried returning back to normal.

"Chief! Those two are hopped up on Venom!" Vent said running over to the man. "Tell your boys to get their beanbag rounds and trigger fingers ready! If we don't stop them, they'll cause a ton of damage!"

"What's Venom again?" Beast Boy asked.

"It's the stuff that Bane hops himself on!" Robin shouted.

"OH SHIT!" the greenette cried.

"Officers! Get your bean bag rounds ready! We've got incoming!" the man shouted into his radio, a few officers actually whooping at the opportunity to use their beanbags on something they'd actually work on.

Getting their asses kicked by an army of robots was a real confidence-killer, so the inclusion in a supervillain battle would be good for morale.

"Cyborg! Scanners! Where are they?" Robin ordered.

"Halfway down," Cyborg said as his eyes locked onto the building's only occupants. "They'll be down in five minutes."

"Damn, those guys are really booking," Beast Boy gawked.

"They're hopped up on Venom, it's to be expected," Robin hummed as police scrambled to get their beanbag rounds ready and force all the civilians back.

Then again, it wasn't that hard. Apparently saying the words "Venom" and "Bane" in the same conversation was enough to send people running. Of course, most of them thought Bane himself was coming, and there wasn't really any need to correct them on that.

*TEEN TITANS*

Five nail-biting minutes later, both Fang and Dogman tore out of the office building's lobby, the two of them gunning straight for Ventus who stood with his arms crossed in the middle of the now-empty road. Before they could get their meat-hooks on him however, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shot up, whisking him away. Before they could jump after them, the asphalt at their feet began to liquefy, hardening the moment their calves descended into the rock-like material.

"What the hell?" Fang gawped as he tried to pull his spider-legs out of the ground.

"FIRE!" the chief of police shouted off to the side, dozens of officers standing up from behind their patrol cars and levelling police-issued shotguns at them. A scant moment later and the two villains were smothered by a horizontal deluge of balls.

Lots and lots of balls.

Lots of balls to the face.

Of course, the two villains weren't just going to stand there and take it like a couple of "catchers".

The first to break free was Fang, since the only thing that got stuck were his spider legs. The spider-headed teen scurrying over to the cops and firing off venomous blasts from his mandibles, the bolts substantially larger than they were before. Dogman was moments behind him, punching the re-solidified asphalt and bum-rushing a set of patrol cars on all fours, shoulder-checking it at incredible speed sending the vehicle flying and scattering officers.

"Teen Titans! Go!" Ventus shouted their signature battle-cry, the ex-brunette standing atop a rhino-form Beast Boy with Terra and Starfire at his flanks, Raven, Robin, and Cyborg rushing in after him.

"What's the matter? Can't fight me on your own?" Fang demanded as he scuttled towards them, the Venom coursing through his veins filling him with a confidence he hadn't possessed before.

"Why fight alone when you've got friends?" Vent smirked.

"My thought's exactly!" Dogman shouted as he lunged at the teen mid-ride, his elongated fangs descending upon the teen's exposed neck.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!" Raven and Terra shouted in sync, the dog-themed villain's body freezing in mid-air with a coating of darkness before a pillar rose out of the ground and struck him in his exposed stomach, sending him flying with a strangely Goofy-like- "AAAH HOO HOO HOO HOOEY!"

"Incoming!" Ventus shouted as Fang began flinging venom bolts, the changeling he was standing atop struck headlong and leaving a deep furrow in the ground on the way down, Starfire peeling off while Terra kicked up a wall of asphalt and pressed her back behind it.

*PHWEEEEEEET!*

At Dogman's shrill whistle, the attack dogs from before began to pour out of the building itself, attacking Titan, police, and passerby alike causing everyone to scramble as the crazed canines went on a rampage.

"Terra! Contain the dogs!" Ventus shouted as he continued to dodge Fang's venom bolts. "Starfire, watch her back?"

"What about you?" Terra asked as she began raising walls to herd the hounds in, Starfire hitting the feral dogs with low-intensity starbolts.

"I can take this guy! I've beat him the last two times we fought, so today I'll make it three for three!" the ex-brunette replied. "Just keep this guy off my back!" he said jerking a thumb at Dogman who lunged at him on all fours, Cyborg rushing in and tackling the guy out of the way a moment later. "Robin, you're with me!"

"Why me?" the teen asked as he used his staff to keep a dog from biting him.

"Because Fang hates you too!"

"Don't drag me into your blood feud!"

"INCOMING!"

"DAMMIT, VENT!" Robin cried as Fang began firing venom bolts at him too, the spiky-haired teen deflecting the shots with his staff while the wind-wielder hopped on an Air Scooter and zipped around like a pinball.

*TEEN TITANS*

The addition of feral dogs into the fight had everyone's attention sufficiently divided. With Beast Boy paralyzed from venom and the police scrambling to keep civilians and rubber-neckers running away from the fighting, while Cyborg grappled with the Venom-doped villain Dogman, Terra, Starfire, and Raven all were busy fencing off the area while protecting one another, Grey-Wing and Jadework firing their own projectiles from the safety of the G-Comet. Fang on the other hand had long range capabilities, and Ventus and Robin had to use their respective abilities to stop any stray shots from hitting anyone else, let alone the preoccupied Titans. In addition to the Venom coursing through his human body, his hulked-out spider legs also served to keep the two Titans attacking him at bay.

"Crap, this is getting us nowhere!" Robin growled several minutes later. Even after the whole of the area had been walled off to try and contain the dogs to keep them away from the civilians, that also meant the dogs were trapped with them. In addition, whatever variant of Bane's Venom those two were using was a long-lasting variety, meaning there wasn't any intravenous tube to cut and "de-power" the two villains like Batman had been wont to do against Bane in the past.

"Robin! Expose his neck! I have an idea!" Vent shouted reaching into his pocket.

"Right!" the spiky-haired teen replied without thinking. Extending his bo staff to full form, the teen slid underneath a horizontal leg slash that whistled just above his nose. The next moment the teen reared up his staff and struck the villain in the chin, knocking his head backwards.

"GOT YA!" Vent shouted as he pressed the end of an injection gun against the teen's neck, a small *Hiss* sounding as the mysterious pink chemical was introduced to his system.

"No! Got YOU!" Fang shouted as his meaty hands wrapped around the teen's neck, rising to his fullest height on his spider legs as he began to scurry backwards, keeping him and Ventus out of the Titans' range. "Any final words before I snap your neck!"

"Yeah, five," the teen replied with a smirk. "Is that a bald spot?"

" . . . What?" Fang asked, confused, a number of grey hairs drifting into the periphery of his multi-eyed vision moments later.

Moments later he went weak in the knees, or whatever arachnids called their knees, as a wave of nausea washed over him and he fell backwards, dropping the ex-brunette in the process. To the teen's horror, the spider legs that had once held him high began to grow bald down their entire length, shriveling up before falling away altogether in brittle chunks. Before he could cry out, his mandibles began falling out of his head one by one, followed by his arachnid eyes that popped from their sockets. The fighting screeched to a grinding halt, all parties looking on as, in a reversal of David Cronenberg's The Fly, chunks of Fang's arachnid head began to fall away in sloughs until all that remained was a head of messy gray-colored hair belonging to an ordinary-looking teenager.

"What… What did you do to me?!" Fang demanded in shock as he felt around his head for the familiar fur-covered carapace that had given him so much power and freedom, only to find none of it.

"Just a little something I like to call Human DNA Filter," the teen said with a grin on his face as he waggled the depleted injection gun.

"DNA what?!" Fang shrieked trying desperately to fire venom blasts, only for none to fly.

"Just a little something Kathryn's dad cooked up in case her evil ex-boyfriend decided to rear his ugly head," the teen replied with a smirk. Off in the background, Beast Boy was trying in vain to chuckle at the pun. "Originally he was going to use it on you when you and Kathryn started dating, but then you dumped her so he decided to shelf it. Then, before he could juice you with it when you showed up again, you'd already been sent off to jail. Gotta love paranoid fathers, huh?"

"My… My power… GIVE ME BACK MY POWER!" the teen shouted as he stormed at the ex-brunette, still hopped up on Venom despite the loss of his powers.

"DON'T YOU TOUCH HIM!" a new voice shouted, a bright pink energy whip snapping through the air and cracking the de-fanged Fang down the center of his face. Blood spurting into his eyes, the Venom-doped teen tripped on his own feet a moment later, landing flat on his face.

"K… Kitty…?" Fang gawped as the pajama-clad stormed over to him, plasma whip in hand. "How… How did you get that? I saw you drop it at the house."

"Girl's best friend," Kitten said jerking a thumb over her shoulder, the teen looking up to see a half-sized hot pink-colored mutant-moth fluttering behind the girl, growling angrily at the relatively-powerless villain. "Pinky is very angry you kicked her! And so am I!" the girl raged, angrily cracking her whip on the ground.

"K-Kitty, let's be reasonab-"

*CRACK*

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! ONLY VENTY GETS TO CALL ME THAT!"

"Yeah-Wait what?"

"Oh, and one more thing…" Kitten said ominously as the sound of buzzing wings slowly filled the air. "Pinky here brought friends," the girl replied with a heart-stopping grin as a half-dozen big fat mutant bumblebees buzzed in to flank Pinky.

"Wait, did you make these?" Ventus asked looking up at one of them, said bee listing over to him and rubbing its furry head against his extended hand before Pinky clicked her mandibles angrily, summoning it back into formation.

"Just to see if daddy's mutagen works on bees," the girl replied with a chipper smile. "Now then…" she said turning back to her evil ex. "To borrow a line from that dog-clad nutcase… SIC HIM!"

"AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUH!" Wilhelm-I mean Fang, screamed as the adorably fat bees descended upon him.

*TEEN TITANS*

"So… That was a thing," Terra hummed as Dogman, clad in full restraints and a muzzle, was hauled into the back of a police truck. Fang, now without his powers, only needed regular restraints. Then again, the Mutant Bees had caused him to swell up like a balloon, so there really wasn't any need for them to restrain what was left of him after Pinky's sidekicks got through with him.

"Well, you know what they say. Let sleeping dogs lie. Eh? Eh?" Beast Boy groused, able to do so once Starfire had used accu-pressure to work the paralyzing toxins from his system.

"B, you seriously need better material," Cyborg sighed as he rolled his shoulders. After facing off against Atlas and bypassing his limiter with "human spirit" (or "manliness", depending on who retold the story), it felt good being able to go over his limits, but it also came with the conventional aches and pains that came with pushing oneself. "Welp… I'm exhausted. Let's go home," he said clapping the dust from his hands.

"Yeah. I need to file a report to the Justice League," Robin hummed contemplatively. The Neo-Steroid, Venom, making its way into Jump City was definitely cause for concern. Either Bane himself was distributing, or there was a new player on the block.

"You guys head on back without us," Ventus said rolling his shoulders. "Once Terra finishes patching up the street and putting down the walls she made, the three of us will meet you back home."

"I'm sorry, three of us?" Robin asked with a quirked brow.

"Yeah. Terra, Kathryn, and I."

"Her!?/Me?" Robin and Kitten asked at the same time.

"Yes, her," Vent replied with a tilt of his head towards the blond in question.

"Why isn't Kitten going home? You know, to her home? As in, not our home?" Robin inquired.

"Because Fang and Dogman totally trashed her house while kidnapping her. Duh," Vent returned flatly. "Star and I found it that way when we were raiding Killer Moth's lab for anti-creep supplies."

"Friend Ventus, what is it we are looking for?"

"Supplies to stop Kathryn's ex-boyfriend in case he rears his ugly head."

" . . . Supplies such as this?"

"Starfire... That's just a regular baseball bat."

"Yes, but it is a bat of the baseball with the word 'Walker' on it. But who is walking exactly?"

"It's Killer Moth's actual surname."

'Good times. Good times,' Ventus thought as the adorable alien girl's words echoed in his head.

"You mean that Human DNA Filter stuff that turned him from a super-villain into a regular old punk?" Cyborg asked. "Why'd Killer Moth even have something like that, anyway?"

"Like I said before, he wasn't fond of Kathryn's taste in boys."

"In retrospect, I'm not too fond of him myself," Kitten admitted.

"Wait, wait, are you saying Killer Moth can de-power… anyone?" Beast Boy yelped.

"Not anyone per-se. I looked over the data before synthesizing the quote/unquote "cure" for Fang's condition, and learned that each dosage of the DNA Filter has to be tailor-made for its recipient, it isn't like a band-aid you can slap on any boo-boo," the ex-brunette explained. "Also, Killer Moth specializes in insect genetics. Arachnids are close-enough to his field of expertise that he can create that filter, so I think it's safe to say the only person it'd be able to affect would be Spider-Man, albeit with some adjustments since his and Fang's constitutions are completely different, what with Fang having a giant spider-head, and Spider-Man being both fictional, and having all of his changes internalized instead of out."

"Yeah… That's good to hear," Robin hummed. If Killer Moth really could de-power anyone and everyone he chose, it'd be like the Magic Bullet to stop most superheroes in their tracks. "Wait a minute, we're getting off-topic. Why's Kitten staying with us?"

"Because like I said, her place was utterly trashed. Front door and several windows are busted in, not to mention the holes in the roof, so if you think I'm leaving another friend high-and-dry after what happened the last time I did that, you've got another thing coming," he said protectively wrapping an arm around Kitten's shoulders. This caused the pretty blond to blush a bit, while also leaning in to his touch much to another blond's ire.

"And what if I say no?" Robin asked.

"News flash: I won the Ultimate Marvel vs Street Fighter tournament. That means technically, I'm the leader. I just let you be in charge."

"Damn that loophole…" the teen grumbled to himself.

"Terra, I know this is asking a lot, but…" Ventus said clasping his hands together. "Could you please let Kathryn stay the night with you until we get this whole thing sorted out?"

"Sure. Anything for you," the blond replied with a smile as she reached over to touch his arm, her and the other blond meeting eyes as sparks angrily danced between them.

"Thank you. None of the other rooms are furnished, and Starfire and Raven both have their own issues with Kathryn, so I can't really ask this of them," the ex-brunette replied.

"Hey wait a second!" Robin shouted.

"Give it up, man. Vent's as stubborn as you are. Once he's decided on something, he isn't going to bend," Cyborg stated. "Plus he did win at Marvel vs Street Fighter."

"I still say that isn't an effective means of dictating leader," Robin grumbled.

"Can we just go home already? It feels like a year since we've last sat down," Raven grumbled as she floated off back toward their ride.

*TEEN TITANS*

Hello there faithful readers!

Really sorry about the wait. I wanted to get Giant-Slayer completed, so I just let my other stories get put on the backburner. At the very least, I've Discontinued some of my stories to take the edge off, and I'm now working on a new writing model where I try to make chapters shorter so I can shell out updates more-frequently.

Look forward to more of Season 3 and 4 of this reinterpretation of Teen Titans. Not the crappy chibi version that came out in 2013, but the original from 2003 back when their story-telling actually meant something.

Feel free to leave a Review, and if you've read the comics (once again, the ones based on the original Teen Titans animated series instead of the Go version), I'd be interested to hear how things in those might go with the changes I've made in case you have any ideas.

Look forward to next-chapter.