Black Victor Cachat- Nah, I don't mind the questions. But BB needs to come into contact with the animal if he's going to morph into them or fossilized remains, sort of like imprinting the blueprints from them to have his powes work. And I think while he can use cartain characteristics of animals, he would have to have some concentraition to use them in human form with some being easier than most.

The Darkman- Yes. Croc still has that regressive thing going on here but it's more severe like in the Arkham games, no cult or Cadmus expierament here. And you'll just have to wait for Tameran, got some ideas in place as to how it will look like. Mongul; however, I still have him MIA and possibly floatig around in space since YJ:DF.

3.

Happy Harbor

August 27

16:30 UTC

Coming out of the conference room, the black op's team leader scratched his head as well as hung it low from the ongoing disciplinary actions he was going through. For acting the way he did with Lilith, and possibly scarring her emotionally, he was to meet with Black Canary for a one hour 'talk' three times a week. Added to that, Aquaman made sure he understood the consequences of his actions as a leader, something not done since he was first elected to that position. He may have gotten answers, but it cost him some of the fragile trust he had with his team.

With Canary now speaking to Bart about his strange absences, Kaldur was thinking maybe he should take some time off. When he was made the first leader of the black ops team, he strove to set the bar for future team members to live up to when he stepped down. Going over what he did, he could see his actions were brought on by the stress he was under along with the feeling of being helpless with two of his friends and teammates lives recently being taken by this new enemy. He wanted answers in the worst way and only succeeded in getting the one person with them to be frightened of him. It was something he did not wish to do, especially with Lilith.

As he drew closer to the Zeta platforms, an alert signal blasted over the speakers with several holo-screens popping up. Each displayed the footage of Jump City and Killer Croc's path of destruction.

Knowing the others in the base would be watching what was on screen, Kaldur shook his head when he saw no one responding to the attack. Turning, he intended to head to the weapons vault to grab an inhibitor collar but only got to take a single step before he was stopped by Red Tornado.

"Greetings, Kaldur'Ahm," the robot hero said monotonously. "To where are you heading off to?"

"Killer Croc is attacking Jump City and causing large sums of damage. The Titans may not be responding with what they are currently dealing with so I was intending to go there myself."

"Your place is here with your team. Not with the Titans."

"They have not dealt with Killer Croc before. If they should show up, they would be at a distinct disadvantage. At least if I were there-"

"I remember a certain occurrence years ago in which a five person team encountered a dobbleganger of myself and dealt with him on their own."

"They do not have the experience for someone like that. They will be killed should no one be there to guide them."

"The same could be said on how myself and the League felt about your early missions. However, our faith in you was well placed. Should you not feel the same for them as well?"

Turning to head down the hall to where the main computer hub was located, Red Tornado paused for a moment before looking back at him again. "A leader is not always supposed to be there, they must trust others to carry out in their stead. Perhaps you should brush up on your history of this team to fully understand. Also, sometimes a 'sorry' is enough."

Leaving the Atlantean leader, Red Tornado went to monitor the situation while Kaldur stared at the footage being played and saw Sphere arrive on the scene.

Jump City

August 21

16:34 UTC

Standing on the roof of a damaged warehouse, the five Titans stared at the destruction caused by Killer Croc. For someone over ten feet tall, it was no surprise the amount of chaos he was capable of creating.

"One guy did all of that?!" Kyle yelled as soon as he saw the torn cars, crumbled concrete, ripped sheet metal, and injured people lying around.

"Guess that's why they call him Killer Croc," Arrowette said.

"Beast Boy, orders." Turning to Beast Boy, Raven waited for her teammate to come up with a plan of action. "Beast Boy. Garfield!"

"Um, uh, I...I don't know." With wide eyes, the animal shifter's mind went completely blank with the sight of the destroyed dock.

"Gar, there's injured," Terra told him.

"Uuuhhh..."

"That building's coming down," Lantern told him.

"I, um..."

Taking her hood off, Raven grabbed Garfield by his shoulder, turned him to face her, and slapped him across the face. "Garfield, we need a leader. It may have been a nightmare we all shared, but we had you take command for a reason."

Looking from her to the others, Garfield saw his teammates nodding in agreement. Even Kyle was acknowledging him as the one to lead the team.

"O, okay." Moving to the edge of the building, Garfield took note of everything that needed to be done. "Um, Lantern, the building Croc is near, it looks to be the most damaged of what's down there. I need you to keep it up and get the people in it, out."

Nodding, the team's Green Lantern had his body glimmer with his green energy.

"Arrowette, go with him and lead whoever's in there, out. Especially the injured."

Arrowette nodded as she prepared to move out.

"Terra, create an island from the sea floor to transport the people out of here. Better they get out that way instead of having to go past Killer Croc."

"Got it, Gar." After cracking her knuckles, the blonde Earth mover donned her goggles.

"Raven, gather all the injured you can outside and get them to safety. I need all of you to do this without Croc noticing what you're doing."

Donning her hood again, the Gothic girl gave him a small nod. Had he been paying attention, he may have even seen her smile faintly.

"What about you?" Terra asked.

"I'll distract Croc long enough for you four to get everyone you can away from here. I just hope I don't get eaten."

"Eeegh, yeah, go with that feeling," Lantern told him.

"Alright, guys," turning, Beast Boy clinched his fists and attempted to psyche himself up for the task at hand, "let's save the day. Go!"

Taking off, Lantern lifted into the air and headed for the damaged building Killer Croc threw the car into while Arrowette fired a zipline to the ground from a crossbow.

Before heading out herself, Terra stopped and came back to Beast Boy, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "Don't get eaten, you hear?" She then leapt off the roof and descended using the fire escape on the building's side, leaving the green teen flustered.

Behind him, Raven saw what the girl had done and let out a sharp, though quiet, gasp. Looking away, she tightened her fists, and pushed it to the back of her mind as she forcefully flew into the air.

Rubbing his cheek, Beast Boy could not get the heated blush to go away from his face then quickly got his mind to the task at hand. Diving over the edge of the roof, he morphed into a condor and flew in the direction of the most recent explosion.

Sailing over the area, the green bird of prey's eyes searched through the smoke and destruction. Bodies of injured people lay scattered on the ground, trying to get to some sort of cover until help could arrive. Hearing a helicopter move in, Beast Boy banked to his left to avoid the sudden rush of air the police copter caused and nearly had to abandon the sky as the aircraft took up most of the space beside him. Seeing a door open in the craft's side, he flew away from the potential target for Croc as a sniper leaned out. Just as he thought, Killer Croc did indeed target the incoming vehicle by throwing a forklift at it. It was by sheer luck the tail was only clipped, forcing the helicopter to make an emergency landing in the water.

"Lousy cops." Grabbing the large bag of money near his feet, Killer Croc flung it over his shoulder and was about ready to make a break for a large tunnel near the water where he would disappear into the sewers to escape, when he heard the sound of canvas being ripped.

Looking over his shoulder, the large reptilian criminal saw his stolen money fly away in the wind. Nothing was left in the bag and all he could do was watch his hard work disappear in the wind.

"No, no, NNNOOOOOOOO!"

As Killer Croc's stolen loot swirled and floated away with the wind, a green condor landed on a damaged car and morphed into his more human appearance in his purple and black uniform. Beast Boy stood sideways with one foot on the roof of the red Civic he was on and the other on the hood of the car. His fists were clinched with his muscles flexed and a stern look on his face to show he was not intimidated by the criminal, a hard feat to do given the caliber of danger associated with one of Batman's deadliest foes.

Looking at the green teen before him, Killer Croc narrowed his slitted reptilian eyes. The ridges making up his brow drew closer with his mouth partially opening to display his sharp, jagged teeth. His scaled head, like that of a crocodile, kept its human shape except for a flatter nose and near missing neck. More ridges formed where the top of his bald head was down his powerful back, and to the tip of his tail. The skin covering his body even resembled the durable epidermis of the ancient reptile as his back was a dark green and his front a dark yellow. He looked like living tank, powerful and unstoppable.

"A kid?" Killer Croc growled. "A kid cost me my score?"

Standing as still, and as bravely as he could, Beast Boy hoped he at least looked slightly intimidating.

"Seen you on the news. Didn't think I would see you in person." Cracking his neck, Killer Croc growled as streams of drool oozed from his mouth. "You cost me three quarters of a mil, boy. I'm gonna enjoy this."

Digging his feet into the concrete, the large reptilian man went to all fours and let out a loud roar of power before taking off in a charge. Slamming his hands into the slate gray stone underneath, he picked up speed then proceeded to get to a more bipedal stance with his mouth opening wide and right clawed fist drawn back. What lay in his path was easily tossed to the side and was of no concern as his sights were set only on the Titan before him.

Leaping off of the car, Beast Boy morphed into a large African Rhino and shot forward. Both charged each other at full speed and met with a thunderous crash with Killer Croc winning out by grabbing onto the green rhino and shoving him sideways into the ground. The smash was hard enough to drive some grit into the rhino's face, forcing him to morph back into his regular form, slide out of the way, then shifting into a grizzly bear. Blocking a swipe, Croc felt the long claws of the boy scrape the side of his forearm but did no damage as his own skin was too durable. He then managed to catch the horns of a triceratops and push it back before being rammed by an elephant. Grabbing it's trunk, the criminal yanked it forward and smashed it's head into the hard, stone, floor. The hit was enough to force Beast Boy to turn back to his more human self.

No sooner had Croc gained the advantage, he went to deliver the finishing blow to the youth's head and neck area but saw his young opponent had rolled away just as his hand came down. With his claws striking the street, Croc looked up just in time to see a set of hooves smack him in the face. The hit was unexpected and left him in a daze.

Morphing from a donkey to a gorilla, Beast Boy slammed both fists onto the criminal's upper back, knocking him down for a bit before throwing a right hook. His fist was caught and used as a grip as he was thrown into the side of a semi-destroyed stack of pallets.

"In over your head, meat." Licking his lips, Croc closed in on the downed teen hero as he shook his head and struggled to get up. "Wonder how monkey boy tastes like."