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Robin didnt care to think about how many miles they had traveled. Nor did Jinx, next to him. She had been awake and coherent for some time now; an hour, maybe two. Things had not gone as planned. As Jinx had told him, her powers could do more harm than good when one was sitting just a few inches above a gas tank. Instead of worrying about it, Robin focused on the task at hand: chewing through Jinx's restraints. It had taken almost ten minutes of fidgeting to get into this position, and it wasnt comfortable. It only hurt his back more every second he stayed in it so he channeled that frustration into working harder.

Jinx could sense his frustration, and tried to position herself better for him. The first thing she wanted to do was feel the side of her head. It was hurting beyond belief. She could feel her hair sticking to blood there, and imagined there must have been a nasty gash. She yiped when Robin bit her wrist by mistake. "Take a break!" She hissed. "Let me work on them myself for a few minutes." Robin complied eagerly and she felt him roll over her back to where he had started with relief. "I've always managed to escape in the past." She mumbled. "No one ever thought 'hey lets tie her up with nylon rope and put her next to something that goes boom!'. Would have worked."

"Well I'll keep that in mind."

Jinx felt a familiar constriction, the presence of another being in her body. Her frustrated state only made it easier for the outside presence to influence her though. Where she normally would have resisted, she allowed it. It was like warm, soft fingertips brushing against her skin all over. Her head didnt hurt. She purred. She twisted her wrists in the rope restraints, savoring the burn it gave her. "Oh..." Was all she could say as her eyes took on a glazed, half closed look.

Robin could tell what was going on and swore under his breath. "Dont give in Jinx, stay with me. Come on." He encouraged her. He felt her edge closer to him. He was already backed away as far as possible. "Damnit. This is not the time Kali. Why dont you behave yourself like Shiva? Honor the deal?"

"Because." In the perfect dark Robin couldnt see her, but felt her breath on his neck. "Its no fun." He felt her lips brush his, but ignored it. "And besides, we're allowed our little visits. That is part of the deal."

"This is not the time." He growled. She was rubbing her cheek against his now. It made his head feel better. He relaxed, his body actually conforming around the spare tire that had been vexing him since he awoke. He found he was comfortable, that she felt good against him like this. She giggled next to him, and he heard the distorted echo of her laughter through the link. He closed his eyes, and a sound similar to quiet tv static filled his ears. His pain was gone now, and he liked that. Shiva was taking over and Robin could have cared less.

"Isnt it better this way?" Kali asked him. "We're in pain, in a hopeless situation. Isnt it just better to let us take over, to let us be close."

Robin had never heard Kali use such a gentle tone. "Tied up though. Cant."

"Dont want to. Just... Want... Closeness. Isnt it better?" Kali asked. She ran her tongue over his open mouth. His darted out, and engaged hers. "There doesnt have to be any pain. You'd be better for it. If you let us be close, all your tensions, your pain... It'll just leave with us. It'll be like waking up fresh on a new day."

Robin gave one last attempt at resistance. "I need to be ready... For when they open the trunk."

Jinx rubbed up against him. "Rest Shiva... Get your strength back. Let us heal you." Kalis voice had never sounded so gentle. "Let me be with my love. When we leave I promise, for better or worse, the world will be just as you leave it now." She kissed him gently. "Now rest. Your going to need it." Jinx leaned down towards him and kissed his forehead. Robin tumbled backwards through his mind, shiva now in full control of his body. The two gods simply lay next to each other in the trunk of a car for hours, enjoying theyre divine company and healing theyre hosts.

"Its like being born, isnt it?" Gentle whispers came to his ears more easilly, and with more quality than he had ever experienced before. Was he awake? Was he dead? A terrible pain wracked his entire body and he curled in on himself, almost going back to sleep. "No no, stay with me." It was a womans voice. Who's? She sounded familiar. Whoever she was, he was in so much pain he truly wished she could have the decency to let him die in peace. He could hear her laughing. "I remember it well. Instead of being born, it feels alot more like dieing doesnt it?" The woman sighed. "But it all passes. Right now your hungry."

"Where am I?" He turned his head side to side a few times. He tried to open his eyes, which only caused him more pain.

"Somewhere safe. With us. We have to hide from the hunters trying to kill us. You have to hide from the hunters, too." There was another short laugh. "To think. I'm a grandmother now. I'm starting to feel old."

"You... monsters. What have you done to me?" He rolled over on his side and curled up on himself again. He could feel now that he was naked.

"Would you like something for the pain? Its within my power to ease it." Before he could respond Kali made a slash on her wrist. She forced the cut between his lips, and held him down with her other hand. He was weak, easy to restrain. He thrashed about, trying to resist and loving the new sensations all at the same time. His swollen member waved about in the air, encouraged by the pleasure receptors in his brain going haywire. Kali laughed. When she determined he had had enough she let him go, and he bolted upright in the bed, he noticed his nudity, and a look of wild panic hit him for a moment. He saw Kali sitting in a chair across the room in the shadows.

"You were such a mess when we found you. I had to clean you." He coughed, and a bit of blood escaped his mouth, running down his chest and making his dirty brown hair stick to it. "And now you've gone and messed yourself all up." Kali sighed. "Children."

"Where am I?"

"One of my houses. What are you going to do? Escape? Go back to your hunters?"

"They'll take me back-"

"No. They wont. They'll kill you. You know that." Kali was glad to see his body sag at that truth. It meant at least that he was not delusional, or in any denial.

"Wheres the other one?" He asked rudely.

"Sleeping." Kali gestured upwards and he realised he was in a bunkbed. "She needs to recover. Shes very young."

"Am I a prisoner?" Kali threw her head back and laughed at this. She got up and approached him. "Not by any means." She sat down beside him. "But if you leave while your too young, you'll kill innocent people when you lose control of yourself. The old train the young, restrain them if need be. It is our way."

Blackfire did not awake all at once. First her mind came back to her, and slowly afterwards various parts of her body. Fingers first, then eyes. She listened quietly to her mother explaining life beneath her while she recovered. When she had enough control she sat up and discovered her clothes were missing. She could vaguely remember the great care Kali took in cleaning her. She remembered Kali climbing down into one of the deep swirling tubs with her as the hot water coursed around them. Ah, they were in the spannish house. She found a robe at the foot of the bed she was at and put it on before climbing down. She felt too weak to fly.

"What did you do to me?" Asked her angry vampiric prodigy. She let her eyes roam over his form. Her lips curled up in a smile.

"Relax. I only killed you."

Outside Blackfire found food easilly enough. There was a young man Kali paid to live on her land and tend it in her absence. She found him outside of his shack. He never knew she was there. She came up behind him and made quick work of it, laying him down gently against a tree when she was done. Let him think he fell asleep under the stars. She took a deep breath and looked at her own skin. It quickly resumed its healthy orange palor. She hummed on her way back into the estate, dancing her way about as she had the first time she was here. She found Kali lounging in front of a fireplace.

"He's upstairs. See if you cant get him to wear clothes."

"Do you even have any for a man?" Blackfire asked. She laughed when she saw the realisation hit her, and it was far too late to procure any.

"Let him go naked then." Kali pondered. "It doesnt hurt my feelings any."

"I think I will." And with that Blackfire went upstairs to the room he was in. He was laying on the bed, obviously deep in thought. He had pulled a blanket up around himself to cover him. "If you had the decency to stay dead you wouldnt be having this problem right now." He ignored her. Blackfire didnt mind. "Your a part of us now." She teased him for his weakness by slowly pulling the blanket down, revealing him. He was too feeble even to keep a good grip on it. "You'll need to feed often at first. It'll change as you get older." She left him mostly covered by the blanket, and sat closer to him and stroked his hair. "It all seems terribly confusing right now. Soon you'll see how wonderfull everything is though. I promise. You wont miss your old life."

"I dont know what to do. You monster, what have you done to me?"

"I made you mine. I have issues, so what? I went a bit mad, and decided for one reason or another I wanted you to be with me. Theres no explaining madness. Whats done is done, so now you have a new life. Just stay with me, and things will be good. Dont resist the things I do. Your part of us." Blackfire laid down on the bed next to him, pulling him to her. "Your so beautiful." She saw the way his frame sagged, his exhaustion despire his recent blood. "And so tired."

He sat up, and tied the sheet around him like a toga. "I cant believe this." He muttered. He eyed her dangerously, murder swimming just below the surface in his gaze.

Blackfire laughed. "Even changed youve got nothing on me. I'm healed. I had already been hurt when we started fighting earlier, and I know your martial arts now. They wont help you." She put a finger to her chin, as if thinking. "That, and if I remember right you needed a nice little needle of something to give you an edge." Blackfire got up and approached him. "Theres nothing you can do now. Your little hunter buddies wouldnt think twice about killing you. Thats right, your little band of zealots. You play for the other team now. Stick around, you'll see we're not the craven monsters you think we are. We're no demons from hell, or whatever." Blackfire went on. "In fact, we're normally what go after the real demons, the real bad guys! Name Marcus ring a bell? Yeah, we killed him." She could see he was taken aback by this. "The whole super hero thing isnt just some kind of front. "

"So... Be one of the 'good guys' huh? The only reason I was ever involved in any of this at all is because way back when someone killed someone, someone swore revenge, and all this nonsense. You seem to have it in your head that we think your all craven monsters, or what you called them. We know very well your not, at least not right now. We kill you to prevent what you may become, what your proginey may become. And even worse, you dont always kill directly. You get old, you get wealthy, you interfere with the affairs of humans. You use politicians as pawns, and start wars and intrigue." He had taken a convicting pose, and spoke with conviction. The one response he did not expect was laughter.

"Little man." Blackfire laughed. "I'm a princess. A Tameranian princess. I know more about politics than anyone on this backwards little planet, and you havent seen real war until youve watched the way we do it." Blackfire advanced on him, still laughing. "Right now, we're in the middle of a little scuffle started by your people, I've already killed dozens. I'll kill hundreds more, until theres nothing of you left." She pinned him against the wall, and ignored his stuggles. "Just remember, your side started this. Every drop of blood we spill is because of you and your hunters. If it wasnt for you I'd be perfectly content to fight the occasional supervillian and clobber blue clowns that annoy me."

Robin came to slowly. He felt the sensation of being carried, the discomfort of his head hanging limply over someones arm. He waited, and when he felt his mask was still on he opened his eyes, knowing they wouldnt be able to tell he was awake. He looked up at the brute carrying him. The ceiling above them was concrete, almost like a bunker, or overpass maybe. He couldnt tell. He listened to the people talking around him.

"Whered his injuries go?" One asked. Only when he asked did Robin realise how blessedly pain free he was. He could feel dried blood all over himself, but nothing hurt. "How's the other one?"

"Same."I would have expected some resistance by now. Doesnt matter. We need to switch cars." Robin saw Jinx, held by another. Somehow or other he just knew she was awake. He felt a mischeivous tug through the link, almost as if she was trying to say 'watch this'. The man carrying her had a pistol on his belt. He wasnt being very carefull. Jinx could easilly grab it. "We need to get them to headquarters, another hundred miles." Robin was carried out under the sun and realised he was right. It was an overpass. He didnt think he would get any usefull info out of these ones. They were just lower level soldiers. Whatever was in store for he and Jinx at this 'headquarters' he wanted no part of. He waited until he had been loaded into the trunk of another car, all the while trying to get the message across to Jinx through the link that these men didnt need to be killed. Just as he was being lowered into the trunk he suprised his captor.

"Now!" He yelled at Jinx. He reached up and pulled the trunk closed on the fingers of the man who had been carrying him. He head them cracking, and the man howling. He kicked the trunk back up in the mans face, laying him out. His hands were still bound, but in front of him. It must have made them easier to cary. He did a quick flip out of the trunk but Jinx was already on the ground, gun in hand. Before he could even make a noise he heard two clean little pops and the man carriing her, and the third thug were dropping to the concrete, neat little blossoms of blood blooming in theyre foreheads. He hit the ground just as she was turning the gun on the unconcious one and fired off another round.

"We really could have used whatever information they had." Robin growled. She dropped the gun and went to work on her restraints with Robins help.

"Wow. Not even upset that I actually killed them. I'm rubbing off on you."

Robin realised she was right. He couldnt think about it right now though. Now that they were free he took in the surrounding area. They were beneath an overpass, two cars parked nearby.

"Whatever." She dropped the gun and kicked it off the road. Looking around, it seemed like there was nothing bust dessert for miles. Other than the road, she could see no sign of man for miles in any direction. Robin went to work on her ropes.

Fifteen minutes later saw them on the road again, this time driving. In the rearview he watched as the second car burned with the bodies of theyre captors in it. "Any idea where we are?" He asked. Jinx shook 'no'. Robin eyed the gas gauge. No need to worry about running out of fuel, he thought. Raven and Starfire should be able to find him- providing they were alright. It was a reunion he looked foward to. He eyed Jinx as she used the flip down mirror, checking herself for injuries. They were both covered in dried blood but he could find no evidence of wounds.

"Interesting." Jinx stretched the word out, making it clear she was looking to him for an explanation.

"A favor from out benifactors." He said, not trying to hide the bitterness in his voice. "Keep aware, I get the feeling that favors from them come with a high price." She nodded in agreement. Several miles now, and Robin had yet to see another car or even a mile marker. No sings, no exits.

"If we dont get picked up by the team soon we need to ditch the car." Jinx said. "It could have tracking-"

Cyborg watched as Robin and Jinx came tumbling out of a vortex Raven created. They slid along the grass several feet before coming to a stop. "-devices." Jinx moaned. She looked around, confused at first but her eyes fell on her Tameranean princess. "Starfire!" she yelled and was in the other girls arms almost imediately.

"You guys must have been moving at a good clip to have skid that far." Cyborg whistled at the long path of torn up grass Robin and Jinx had left, glad Raven had not transported them on concrete. He felt Red-X shift behind him, obviously uncomfortable being there. He watched Raven go to Robin and they embraced.

Robix watched Raven embrace him, and tried to keep the crestfallen look on her face to a minimum, even with the mask in place. She allowed a small, pained noise to escape her throat but was sure the freeway traffic nearby would drown it out.

"What happened?" Robin asked, pulling away from Raven.

"I hadnt been able to feel you for a while. Just a few minutes ago I could again, as if I'd never lost contact. I transported you here as soon as I could get a good focus on your location." Robin hugged her again.

"Where is everyone?" Robin asked. Then he remembered. "The tower isnt safe! I think the hunters are planning some sort of a sting!"

"We know." Raven said calmly. "Everythings taken care of. The only one unnacounted for is HP. The others I can sense are with Kali, plus a new addition."

Robin finally saw his daughter behind Cyborg and left Raven. "She helped." Raven told him. This caught Jinx, who overheard, by suprise.

"We're going back to the tower." Robin announced. He walked to the cruiser, ignoring Robinx for the moment. Popping the trunk he took out a spare belt and boots enough for Jinx and himself. Everyone stared at him as if they hadnt heard him quite right. He slammed the trunk back down and made sure his bo staff in this belt worked properly. "They wouldnt expect that." He looked over the present Titans. "Its our home, Marcus took it from us once. We're not letting them do the same." He changed his focus to Raven. "Contact Kali, let her know that at eight tonight we go on the offensive." Raven nodded.

"You in?" Cyborg asked Robix.

"Only if you dont mind me haunting the basement." Came the augmented response. As smooth as the voice was Cyborg could detect some apprehension in her body language. The metal man grinned and slapped her on the back.

"I think we could manage some quarters down there for you." A few feet away Jinx was finished putting Robins boots on. They didnt fit too poorly but she doubted she would be half as agile with the clunkers on. She overheard the exchange.

"Isnt the basement where we keep all the crap we dont want? Fitting th-" She caught herself, a little too late. She eyed Robix, daring her to do something about it.

"Your right Jinx, you keep the basement." Said Robix, the biting tone and wit she used so obviously her mothers.

Robin pinched the bridge of his nose. Christ, there were two of her now. "Raven, how big a thing can you telleport?" He ignored the exchange of banter between his duaghter and her mother.

"Depends on weight and distance."

"Cyborg, when we rebuilt the tower how wide did we make the halls?"

"About twelve feet."

"Raven, I need you to teleport the cruiser into the living room." His love nodded, his strategy leaving her at a loss for words.

Cyborg let out a deep throaty laugh and smacked the side of the cruiser. "I guess if the towers been over-run thats the quickest way to inflict the most casualties." He paused. "Are we inflicting real casualties?"

"Not if we dont have to. I want you all to pay attention!" He hollared. If it comes to a decision between you and them, you go ahead and kill them." We're going to do our best to minimize casualties but if the tower is crawling with these people then theres not going to be much we can do. We are in a fight for survival titans, the loser in a fight for survival dies. We are not going to lose."

"We will take back our home and be victorious!"

Robin reguarded the cruiser. "Everyone who cant fly, hop in. We need to find a junkyard. Cyborg, you up for some welding?"

The metal man cracked his fingers as he got in the passenger seat. "Always." The engine roared, and the cruiser quickly began eating up road with two titans in flight behind it.

Running a junkyard Tom Walker knew was sometimes a weird business. Weird things sometimes got brought in, odd wrecks off the highway. Normally the weirdest of the weird was in the trunk. He'd found some weird things in cars trunks over the years. Today was differant though. Today set the weird record. What he was pretty sure was the teen titans, or most of them, were in his junkyard working on an old dodge. He only wished he could check and see what weird things they might have in the trunk.

Cyborg was underneath the car with Robin, helping him weld large blast plates to the frame to protect the gas tank. Cyborg has already managed to put in a rollcage and make the car nearly indestructable. With all the upgrades Robin had already done he was sure the car could handle it fairly easilly.

When it was done Robin sat in the drivers seat. There were alot more switches on the dash now, defenses Cyborg had put in. Outside the car was covered in a laticework of wire. He flipped the appropriate switch, which engaged an extra alternator on the engine and gave cyborg a nod.

Cyborg tossed a metal rod at the car and the titans whooped as electricity arced off it. "That should get the message across to anyone who tries to get too close."

In the drivers seat Robin smiled evilly. "Everyone in!" He said. It was five now, and they would need the time remaining to get back to the tower.

At 730 that evening the titans assembled in the warehouse district. Kali and Blackfire brought along Iana and Beast Boy, sending them to Iana's where it would be safe. While Robin was talking strategy Raven leaned over to Kali.

"Where is he?" she asked.

"We didnt think he was ready. Cant trust him yet. I have him chained up."

"... Before the battle starts, Raven I need you to transport the car to the main floor. Right smack dab in the living room. I will be driving through the halls, making a diversion and basically taking out anything that steps in front of me. I'll be drawing all fire and attention. It should make it easier for the rest of you to move through the tower and reclaim it. Five minutes after I'm in I want the rest of you to unleash whatever you've got. Cyborg, once things turn in our favor I need you to get to the computers and activate the defenses."

"Can do." He nodded.

"Before we go, I need to make sure you all know just how important this is. If we're going to be having trouble with these people, this battle tonight will determine the course of our future. We do not want to start a losing streak, we cannot afford to lose! Titans, take your places."

Most I can manage for now... losing inspiration/interest. reviews wouldnt hurt i guess, let me know people still enjoy this thing.