The next day, the Titans had the day off. Robin had told the team to relax in the tower while he went with the police to ensure Slade was put away properly. The teens tried to convince Robin to stay and relax with them, but the boy wonder insisted upon seeing Slade put away himself.

So, as noontime rolled around at Titans Tower, the four Titians, along with Jetstream and Chief, were winding down in the main room with a couple of large pizzas. Jokes were told, stories were shared, and a general merriment filled the air as the team was finally able to let their guard down after an intense couple of days.

As Jet seated himself next to Chief on the couch, pizza in hand, Cyborg and Beast Boy started up one of their favorite video games. It amazed Jet how the two could eat pizza, play video games, and crack jokes at one another all at one time. Raven rolled her eyes at the two gamers and sat on the opposite side of the couch from Jet. Soon, she was deeply invested in a book.

Meanwhile, Starfire paced in the air behind the couch, T-phone clutched in her hand, and a look of worry plastered on her face. Jet noticed Starfire's apprehension and nudged Chief, who was tinkering with one of his data logs. When he looked up, Jet nodded towards Starfire and raised an eyebrow at Chief.

Normally Jetstream would have said something to calm Starfire down himself, but Chief had a special way with words. The guy could convince you that the earth was square and the sky was purple if you listened to him long enough. Looking over at Starfire, Chief saw what Jet wanted and nodded.

"Starfire," called Chief.

The green eyed girl jumped, and looked over at Chief.

Chief smiled warmly and nodded his head back, "Come over here and sit down; relax."

The buttery warmth of Chief's voice seemed to soothe Starfire for a moment, then her look of worry returned.

"But what if Robin calls for help, and we are unable to answer?" Asked Starfire; half to herself, half to Chief, "Oh, I wish he would have allowed us to accompany him."

Cyborg raised his hand and waved off Starfire's comment.

"You know how Robin is, Star; he'll be fine," said Cyborg without taking his eyes off the screen.

"Cyborg's right," agreed Chief, "I've met people like Robin before; headstrong and dedicated. He just needs to get this done, get it off his chest, and he'll come back good as new; you'll see."

Starfire sighed and smiled, "I suppose you are right, thank you."

Chief nodded as Starfire floated over to the couch and grabbed a piece of pizza off the table. Once Starfire had clipped her communicator back on her belt and sat next to Raven, Jet turned back to Chief.

"So," started Jet, biting into a slice of pizza, "How's everything upstairs?"

Chief adjusted his hat as he punched a last few bits of data into one of his logs. Jet glanced at the screen before Chief clicked it off. A picture of Slade, and some information on the masked man was all he saw before the creen went black.

"I ran some tests this morning, and everything was in order," Replied Chief, rubbing a finger along his temple, "A few of them nearly got loose during Slade's... treatment, but I was able to keep them under control."

"Uhh, them?" Asked Beast Boy.

It baffled Jet how Beast Boy could be completely invested in a fast paced video game, and still be able to eavesdrop on conversations. Chief chuckled sheepishly and rolled his staff back and forth in his hands.

"Yeah, them," Replied Chief, "Nothing is free in this world Beast Boy, and that includes my powers."

"What do you mean?" Asked Starfire.

Chief sighed and looked over at Jet, who shrugged as if to say, 'if you want to'.

"Well, it's a long story, but I'll give you the summary. You see, when I got my powers, my brain couldn't cope with the huge amount of information that was shoved into it. So, in order to keep track of it all, my brain created several different personalities. Each one distinct, and each one very strong."

By now the entire team was staring at Chief, hanging on his every word.

"Anyway, I gained a vast intellect and telekinesis at the cost of my mental privacy, and nearly my sanity. I can normally keep my other sides under control, but that doesn't stop them. They all think they should be in charge, and they never stop fighting me," As Chief looked up at the group of teens he gave them a half grin.

"But I don't regret what happened to me," He said, nudging Jet in the side, "I've made some lifelong friends as a result."

There was a moment of awkward silence after Chief finished, but that was soon broken by Beast Boy.

"So do you know everything?" He asked.

Chief laughed and shook his head, "No; nobody knows everything, Beast Boy. But I do know a lot of stuff."

Jetstream leaned back on the couch and pushed his hair back.

"O, don't act so modest, Chief," He taunted, "Go ahead guys, ask him anything. I'd bet money he's got an answer."

Beast Boy jumped at the opportunity, and soon the others joined in as well.

"The square root of 927?" Asked Beast Boy.

"30.44, rounded," Answered Chief, without missing a beat.

"The height of Mount Everest?" Asked Cyborg.

"29,029 feet."

"Man's greatest fear?" Asked Raven.

"Most normally, isolation."

"What is my Tamaranian name?" Asked Starfire, thinking that that would surely stump Chief.

There was a moment's pause, then Chief tipped his hat and grinned.

"Koriand'r" Said Chief, pronouncing the name in perfect Tamaranian dialect.

"How did y..."

"Starfire, you'd be hard pressed to find a language, human or alien, that I am not fluent in," Explained Chief.

Starfire stared at Chief for a moment, mouth agape, then quickly launched into a Tamaranian conversation with him. The two went back and forth for a few minutes, speaking rapidly in the alien language.

"Oh this is marvelous!" Exclaimed Starfire, switching back to English, "I have not been able to speak in my native tongue in a very long time!"

"Glad to be of service," Laughed Chief, "Any other questions? Anyone?"

There was a pause, as the group began to wrack their brains for something that would trip up the seemingly omniscient boy. Suddenly Beast Boy's ears perked up and a sly grin played across his lips.

"Yeah," He said, "I got one."

"Shoot," Challenged Chief.

Beat Boy threw out his hand and pointed at Jetstream, "What's under Jet's glasses!?"

Chief froze, obviously taken aback by the question, then glanced at Jetstream. Jet's smile had faded to a look of sadness.

"Listen, Beast Boy..." Started Chief.

"Oh come on, I know you know," Interrupted the green teen. "Pleeeeaaase tell me; it's killing me!"

"Beast Boy!" Snapped Raven, "This is not the time!"

"No, Raven," Sighed Chief, looking over at Beast Boy, "It's fine. Listen Beast Boy, in all honesty, I really don't know."

"What?" Asked the deflated Beast Boy.

"But Jetstream said you were the only person to have seen under his glasses, and, well... you know, not be affected," Mentioned Cyborg, who had actually been just as curious as Beast Boy to hear the answer.

Chief sniffed and rolled his staff in between his hands.

"Well, that statement is true, but is also false," Seeing the questioning looks of the teens, Chief continued, "It's not something I like to talk about…..hmm, how to explain it?"

Chief ran a hand over his mouth, then began to tell the story.

"You know how I was telling you about those personalities in my head that are always fighting for dominance?" The Titans all nodded in unison, "Well, one time, when Jetstream and I were just starting out, a particularly powerful and dark side of me came to surface."

Chief pulled the bill of his hat down over his eyes, "I completely lost control, and did a lot of damage. Lots of people got hurt."

The guilt in Chief's voice was evident, and Jet placed a hand on his friends shoulder, "Luckily, before I could do anything too destructive, Jet stepped in and stopped me. And despite the incredible pain it put him through, Jet used his power to take me down. If it hadn't been for Jetstream, I may never have been able to usurp that side of me, and return to normal."

"Amazing," Muttered Starfire.

"So, you never saw anything?" Asked Cyborg.

Chief shook his head, "No."

"What happened to that other side of you? I mean, is l he like, dead?" Questioned Beast Boy.

Chief tapped the side of his head with his staff, "He's still in here, but I haven't felt much activity from him since I regained control. That part of my brain has been a bit fuzzy ever since."

Chief sniffed and looked sadly at the ceiling, "I don't even remember what happened while I was, overtaken."

"Man, I'm... I'm sorry, Chief," Mumbled Beast Boy.

Chief smiled and leaned back on the couch.

"Ah, don't be," He said, shrugging, "Curiosity is natural, but sometimes you don't like the answers you get. Besides, the past is in the past; no need to dwell on it. Now come on," Chief lifted his staff and another pizza floated in from the kitchen, "We're supposed to be relaxing."

The teens agreed heartily and each took a slice of pizza. The rest of the evening was relatively dull, food was eaten, video games played, and books were read. But as the afternoon faded to dusk, and Robin had still not checked in; Starfire began to worry again.

While Beast Boy, Cyborg, Jetstream, and Chief sat around the kitchen table playing cards, Raven meditated on the couch. Meanwhile Starfire was pacing in the air again, T-phone clutched in her hand.

"Got any twos?" Asked Jet.

"Go fish," Replied Cyborg.

As Jetstream drew a card, Starfire shook her arms and huffed.

"Oh, what is the difficult part of answering the phone?!" She exclaimed, "I have attempted to contact Robin more than what is normal, but he does not answer!"

"Relax Star," Said Cyborg as he examined his cards, "Robin will be back any minute."

As if on cue, Robin's face flashed up on the main monitor.

"See, what'd I tell ya?"

"Robin, where have you..." Starfire was cut off as Robin began to speak clearly, and without emotion.

"Listen carefully, I'm quitting the Teen Titans. Do not try to look for me, goodbye," As soon as he had appeared, Robin cut the connection, and was gone.

"W-what?"