Jason and the Argonauts Chapter 20 Situations Abound
Friday, 12th December 2014
"M'Gann, have you poisoned the cookie dough, or are they just burning?" Tim asked.
Steph snickered.
"She's getting better," Raven called out. "It's just desserts she still needs to work on."
"When you said 'come along to the Titans' meeting, it'll be fun', I thought you meant taking out metas with a side of world-saving, not moaning about baking," Steph smirked.
"Evil, beware; we have waffles," Raven deadpanned. "Cream or syrup?"
"Both?" Steph said hopefully.
"You can only have both if you're willing to get it thrown at you," Kon answered from the kitchen.
"I'll risk it," Steph decided, and promptly had to snatch the flying plate from the air. It had left a sticky trail behind.
"You better clean that up before it gets trod all over the tower," Tim commented.
"You worry like an old woman," Kon complained.
"Whatever," Tim dismissed. "Whose turn is it to pick the movie?"
"Mine," said M'gann, appearing with a tray of cookies burnt to a cinder. "There's this one called Mars Needs Moms."
"Not sure that will end well," Cassie murmured.
"Can't be much worse than when Jason convinced Dami Kung Fu Panda would be educational," Tim grinned.
"Titans Tower, this is the Watchtower. We have an emergency situation; please respond."
Tim vaulted the couch to the Tower's comm system. "Titans Tower, Red Robin speaking," he said, sticking his mask back over his eyes before activating the visual link. He was pretty sure Steph was putting up her hood and mask. "What's the situation?"
"Multiple locations, multiple incidents," came Bruce's growl. "Red Robin, come up here to m-c. Spoiler, return to Gotham. Titans on standby."
"Understood. I'll be there directly," Red Robin said. "Titans, scramble. Spoiler, with me." He jabbed the comm in his ear as he headed for the teleport. "What's the Gotham situation?"
"Joker," Batman replied. "Batgirl's team are keeping it under control, but I sent Robin as backup. Harley snatched him. Hood, Nightwing and his friends have gone missing. Hopefully just off-grid."
"Right." They arrived at the teleport. Red Robin quickly selected a default, nodded to Spoiler, and beamed off to the Watchtower.
He sprinted through the corridors towards the main control room. "Situation?" he asked Batman, who was monitoring the computers.
"Superman and Supergirl are taking on Luthor in Metropolis; the Marvel family are dealing with Sivana in Fawcett; Flash has Grodd in Keystone; Aquaman is with Ocean Master in Atlantic City; Wonder Woman went to DC for Cheetah; most of the Justice Society are containing Vandal Savage in New York; Green Arrow and Speedy have Faust in Star City; the Lanterns cornered Sinestro in Coast City, and Red Tornado and Vixen have Silver Banshee in Philadelphia," Batman reeled off. "You know about Gotham. We also have the Superior Five in Vegas, Killer Frost in New Orleans, Weather Wizard in Central, Giganta in Chicago, and the Brotherhood of Evil in Boston. The Outsiders are already in the field elsewhere."
"Go back up GL-point-one in Coast," Red Robin instructed. Technically Hal's designation was Green Lantern 2814.1, but all of the Earth-based Lanterns were 2814. Red Robin hit the all-channels as Batman left. "Lanterns two, three, four, go to Vegas, take out the Five." There was a beep, and he swallowed a curse at the new threat. "Titans, 'Frisco, Deathstroke. Raven, Cyborg, you have the lead. Superboy, Wonder Girl, Chicago, Giganta. Hawks, you active?"
"We are," came Hawkman's gruff voice. "Where are we needed?"
"New Orleans, Killer Frost," Red Robin decided. He frowned, trying to work out how to redistribute their forces to cover the last two incidents. He could…no, he shouldn't…maybe…
"Watchtower, this is the Batcave, Nightwing speaking. What's the situation?"
"Nightwing? Where the- Are the others there? Hood and your teammates?"
"Yeah; you need us?"
"Hood, you're with Batgirl in Gotham, it's Joker. Flash, Arsenal, Central City, Weather Wizard. Nightwing, Troia, Tempest, Boston, Brotherhood of Evil."
"Got it. We're on our way. Hood, take her with you. Got a call name?"
"I'll go by Shadow."
"Nightwing, are you fielding an unknown?" Red Robin queried.
"Trust me on this, Li'l Bird," Nightwing assured him.
Red Robin hesitated. Nightwing outranked him, but as mission controller, he had pull.
Who was he kidding? He'd always trust Nightwing.
"It's on you, eff-bee-wuh. Now scramble."
AN: Can't be bothered with somethimg clever. See previous chapter. Katara.