Hey everyone, excuse the absence, been dealing with a nuances of insanity as of late. Please forgive me with this latest chapter, as well as a small refurbished between chapter six through eleven. Enjoy.

BIG MOUNTAIN

MATRIX TITAN CHAPTER THIRDTEEN: TOTAL ROLL CALL.

The stuff that life has to throw at him, including both the kitchen sink and hell itself, was not enough to figure out the last time he had ever complain of his ravaged upbringing. The same can be apply when transitioning from a common street punk to a crime fighter. He knew all too well of the risk at being a super hero will suck, long prior of becoming a titan. Being ass kicked follow by betrayals, and seeing people that he was close with lose their lives, is unfortunately part of the job. However, it's a completely different story of seeing his own personal shit getting obliterated right in front of his face, is a real tragedy that is worth crying over. Leaving Cyborg of doing what he can at restraining himself from banging his head against the polish red wood desk within the conference room of the watch tower.

Mulling over the tragic loss of the T-Ship, the T-Tower, as well as his baby, the T-Car. The closest thing that of children, was going to put a major hole to his personal account. On the flip side, stacking money isn't going to be a problem, a little hustling and filing for a public account at go-help-me campaign around Jump City, should do the trick. If he has the slim chance that is. Tackling the over bearing nuances that he was facing, was going to have to take a raincheck for the time being. And that is to be expected. However, nothing comes close of making a tough choice at potentially forgoing at being a teen titan. The way he sees it, the days of being a adolescence teen was coming close to an end. After that, who knows. But one thing is for certain, he needs to find out of who he really is.

However, the thought of resignation, and all that other stuff can wait. His first focus as of right now, is to hide his misery as much as he can. With the towel being draped over his head after he gotten through with washing off the sea salt from his body about four hours ago. And damn, he forgot how good it was to come out fresh. It's just too bad he can't wash off the hellish gaze he was feeling from the dark knight, for every few god forsaken moments. Lethargic being a great plague to his wellbeing, continued to listen to Robins debriefing over to the patience sermon of his former mentor on how their home had turn against them before it got blown up.

Raven sitting right next to him as usual, was absolutely not doing her best in showing her sympathies at consulting him. Showing her empathic side with a half ass pat on the back. Assuring him that they would rebuild the T-Car from scratch . . . Eventually. And coming from her, is as good as it's gets. Starfire sitting at the end next to Beast Boy, was sending an encouraging smile to the stone look of Robin. Sarah doing her own thing across the other side where Beast Boy was sitting, with Silkie gently being stroke by the doctor as he slept comfortably on her lap. At least that's what he thinks she was doing. Unable to decipher whether she was doing a typical study on the larva with a dreamy look on her face, is something he wish not to question.

She maybe a mad doctor for sure, but Sarah having the knack at being assertive by taking one step ahead, by relocating all of his teammate's personal belongings to the sea train storage container, right before their tower turned Decepticon. Thank goodness of her high initiative, before witnessing his dark teammate losing her complete shit. Fearing her precious books, and tea leaf collection have turned to dust like the tower, before he was kicked to the frontlines by Robin at calming the dark sorceress from thinking the worse. No thanks to the damn boy wonder after Raven showed her side of relief by jamming her fist to his gut.

"And that's concludes as to what happen." Robin finish his debriefing. Waiting patiently to get out from the conference room as soon as he can. Yet by the looks from his former mentor, has already decided to shorten the length of the psychological leash around the boy wonder.

"I fear this might be much deeper than I have expected. And you're certain it was Silas who was behind this?" Batman question." Have you managed to trace where he was contacted?"

The boy wonder shaking his head while Cyborg swipes the towel off his bald head. Had enough of seeing Robin being torch alive, before standing up to the hard glare of Batman. "Were not sure if he is, since he made himself completely untraceable." Cyborg plowing himself back down to his seat. Hearing a satisfying hem coming from the dark knight.

"Alright, I've got nothing further to say, other than this discussion remains to be classified between you, and the league. Is that clear?" All of them nodded in unison to his strict ultimatum. "Also, you've all been provided with a temporary ID cards to your personal rooms. Black Canary had already added your names to the security clearance. Your all dismiss, except for you two." Batman thoroughly laying his soulless eyes upon both Cyborg and Sarah." I've have some special questions that I would like to ask."

Cyborg drowning himself into deep sorrows while Sarah perks her head up at the dark knight's dangerous gaze after everyone has left the room. Starfire leaving Silkie in the caring arms of Sarah, as protection from the crushing dark aura of Batman.

"Questions in regarding how to mentally developed a proper human from egocentric purpose? If so, don't waste your time. Stick with insects like Silkie here. You will be surprise in how much information they can absorbed then that of human." Sarah monotones to the unreadable expression of the dark knight." Pending how they been raised, I highly recommended that you do not put them through the life of crime fighting through an early stage of development. As there is a less than fifty percent chance they will likely turn against their former, no different than that of a human." Sarah fondly smiling to the settle snores of Silkie. Cyborg, looking back between the crazy doctor, and Batman with sweat pouring from his forehead. Sensing the dark knight was about to purged Sarah with a death penalty sentence just by his words alone.

"No." He deeply lore. Pressing some weight to the polished desk. Leaning his settle wrath over to the lobotomize look of Cyborg. He swore he could taste the liquefied incite loathing air being gorge down to his throat from the even tone of the dark knight." What I've just heard is legitimate enough. However, I'm very curious in how your father is involve with the Decepticon's. And spare me your relationship, I want to know who he is, because at this moment I'm very upset of what he has done with Flash and Superman. More importantly the things he might do in the future." Batman now reflecting his enraged heated gaze upon the mutual look of Sarah. "And you, I have enough validations to turn you over to the federal authorities after recent reports came to surface of you hijacking a ship, but that's not the point of this discussion. I'm not suspecting of you at hiding things from me, but I know for certain that you have more knowledge then you let. . . " Batman releasing his distraught hem once the lights began to flicker within the room before going out." Copy, what's going on Green Arrow? "Batman patching through his communicator in open speaker mode.

"Well, I don't know how to go about this, but our computers are being hacked. We have no idea by who, but were getting a faded repeated message from our monitors, that kept on showing, and I quote. "We come in peace." Green Arrow audibly said. "Mr. Terrific is busy reconnecting the main Binary Fusion lines after they been fried."

Narrowing at the strange nervous oddities of Cyborg who got the look of deja vu. "Have the tower satellites detect anything outside of earth's orbit?" Batman poised to Green Arrow after the room light itself back up.

"Ah, good news everyone, it looks like we got our power back." Green Arrow passively said." As for our satellites? Well, it's not detecting anything, but were getting a high energy rating from our monitors. And shit bats! I'm telling you; I've never seen anything like this." Hearing a grim tone of Oliver through the scrambling commotion from the background. Evoking his scowling hem to the high ringing alarms. Follow by a repeated female voice being automated across the tower.

"All senior members, report to the main hanger. This is not a drill. I repeat this is not a drill."

"Green Arrow what's going on?"

"Uh, you might want to check this out. I can't clearly describe it, other than it appears to be a portal . . .A big portal. He warily said. "Whatever it is, something big is coming."

"On my way." Batman disconnecting himself. Laying his knowing dark glare at both Cyborg and Sarah." I assume you already know what it is, don't you? If that's the case, you, and the others are to come with me. But I expect all of you not to intervene if something were to happen. Instead, you guys would be guided to a more secured area. Understood?" Batman thoroughly said before leaving the conference room.

Green Arrow, Wonder Woman, and the other top super heroes all gather at a safe distance from the swirling emerald vortex within the main hanger. Jordan, seeing the dark knight making his approach with the titans in company.

"Has anything occurred yet?" Batman said.

" Nothing yet." Exhaustion highly visible coming from Jordan after coming back from fixing the heavy power outlets. "Say, what's up with this?" Jordan refering to the titans." Didn't receive a word of consent of promoting new members."

"No, they're here to confirm something that they believe is the very same portal that the machines been using." Batman said to the despair moaning of the Green Lantern.

"Great. Well guys, is this the same portal? Not to sound like a broken idiot." Jordan getting a fortify confirmed answer from Robin. "Crap, not long after we put the evil man of steel in his place, we've all been awarded to deal with this heaping mess. "He fathoms as three custom made vehicles barrels its way through the portal. One of them, a black and red VTOL jet, before the fourth made its presence known through its loud engine being flared from the chrome exhaust pipes, after a red and blue three axle diesel came rumbling through the gate last.

Be ready for anything." Batman cautions, as the largest machine trudge his way forward, after converting from his tractor mode to a twenty-two-foot-tall hulking looking figure. The highly visible war scars, being spread throughout his red, and blue armored frame, was all it need to validate everyone's perception that this figure only knows what war is, and nothing more. His visible exhaust pipes, where now hidden right behind his shoulders after it have retracted in size. The dark gun metal armor plated wheels from the front axle, now currently being stowed and lock behind his upper back, while the wheels from the drive axels, where lock behind his armor blue legs. Scanning the area with his light blue optics. Signaling his intent not to harm, as he slowly raise both his hands up, before speaking in a deep raspy voice, that of a middle age man.

"You must be the leader of the justice league, Batman, am I correct? Please, allow me to apologize for our sudden unannounced arrival. For we are left with little of alternatives in these desperate times. As we said through our communications, we come in peace. And we only wish to seek a certain person, who, to our understanding, is here within the watch tower. Please, is there a person by the name of Victor Stone, or most commonly known as Cyborg." The machine being met with a cold silence from all around. Shifting his blue helm slightly downward to the unfriendly disassociating look of the dark knight.

"I think your simple apology would not be validated enough," The dark knight verbally dissevers." You not only show up unannounced, you have also broken into our high secured facility, hack into our computers, and completely disconnect our main power grid. All this just to see a certain person? Unless you identify yourself right away, we have a problem." Batman edge his unforgiveness. His punishing visage, was throated by the blue and white metallic figure, after he shoves himself right in front of the suppose leader. Freely unwinding his slick grin coming from his gray facial features. A grin that grew brighter just like his blue visor after converting from a high performing sports vehicle, to a fourteen-foot-tall agile looking being.

"Yo, Prime I've got this."

"Jazz." Optimus warns out of arm's length. Failing to hold him at bay before causing everyone to go deaf by his sludge hammer boasting.

Yo! word up fools!" He boomed through his enlighten deep tone." Don't be scare bitch, the Autobots are finally here to tear the bitch out these bitch ass Decepticons baby! Hey man, time is short and shit, so I'll cut the proper bullshit of introduction, starting with this brooding looking bastard here. "Jazz pointing over his shoulder to a person who converted from his armor-plated ground vehicle, to a sixteen-foot-tall figure. Whose scars, was no different from Optimus when being reflected from his green, and yellow armored looking frame. His zero-tolerance appearance quickly began to crumble after cowering his faceplate beneath the palm of his hand. Shielding himself from the embarrassing onslaught coming from the loud boaster of the Autobot. "Is Springer. Don't let this brooding looking tight ass fool ya, he is one of the best at getting things done, without being known." Jazz boasted. Ignoring the current discharged of killer intent being fumed from Springer as he pressed forward to the next person, who was holding herself back from attempted murder through her docile look.

Her red, and black twelve-foot stature, the shortest among the Autobots after converting from her VTOL jet mode. Her turbine infused wings, somewhat being hidden behind her back after being retracted in size for manageable means. Unlike her fellow Autobots, who like to keep their primary weapons well hidden within their compartments. However, her turbine infused sword on the other hand, was ready to be use at any given moment with one swipe, as it was currently being stowed within the black sheath, and latched around her right hip. Her golden onna bugeisha head band, shined brightly after turning her disgruntle ghost white optics over to the firm compose look of Optimus.

"This special person you see here, who just recently joined our ranks is Windblade. Yeah, you damn straight she look like a rookie, because well, dammit she is! But I advise you not to treat her like one, or else she will show you the experience of getting your ass whipped. And this big ass fool you see here." Jazz pointed to the even look of the Autobot leader. Waiting patiently for the right moment to burned down Jazz's special introduction." Is Optimus." Throwing Optimus name out in the cold through his dull tone." And finally, yours truly baby." Jazz making a smooth approach over to Starfire. Leaning down onto one knee, and gently holding her hand with a flirtatious wink." Is Ricochet Jazz. But all the fine ladies like you, can call me Jazz." He sensually said at placing a gentle warm kiss on the top of Starfire's palm. Openly giggling at the expanse of an animalistic growl coming from Robin.

"Second commander Jazz!" Optimus, doing everyone a personal favor by putting jazz in his place through his verbal authoritative slap.

"Yeah Prime?"

"Shut. . .Up."

"But Prime! I was just getting ourselves well acquainted with these ni&%!s! It's not like I. . ."

"That's an order." Optimus completely cutting off Jazz's rants before meeting the dark look of Batman." Pardon the behavior of our second command, he means well. "He sourly dismisses Jazz displeased mumbling." But yes, I' m Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. We are a heavily advanced being from a faraway world of Cybertron, and we came over to this reality in order to put a stop on the Decepticons, and their verge for galactic power, in which some of you have unfortunately may have encounter." Optimus said to the punishing gaze of Batman while Cyborg came forward to the metallic titan.

" Yeah, uh not that I believe you or anything, but you guys have almost the same exact appearance then the Decepticons. Its kinda hard to convince the rest of the guys, given the recent situation." Cyborg flipping his thump to the angsty look of the league, who still one trigger away of total bombardment upon the Autobots.

Optimus, offering a kind smile behind his face guard to the confuse look of Cyborg. "It's because like us, they too are Cybertronian, down to the very Spark. The Decepticon's is not a malevolent race, but rather a large radical faction being led by the name of Megatron. No words can ever describe of how sadden we are to fight against our own brethren, over a foolish political dispute. A dispute that costed our home world. However, I must ask, are you the one named Victor Stone, the son of Silas Stone?

Cyborg distastefully nodded." Yeah, what about it?"

"While we are in the process in stopping the Decepticons, our intelligence has gathered information of another possible threat that has risen for some time, after one of our Energon supply ship was intercepted, before being trace to this reality. A threat who goes by the name of Unicron. A powerful force who was then a legend, now a reality. And according to the old data, was responsible of consuming numerous worlds. His sole purpose is simple, death of all matter. And left being ignore, could bring severe untold ramifications across the universe. We came to you Victor, because we believe you may have vital information of your father's whereabouts, after it has been confirmed from our scouts, that he was the last one to be in contact with Unicron."

Rubbing the back of his neck to ease the throbbing occurring headache. Over theorizing in what shit his old man have gotten himself into. "I wish I knew myself Optimus. Hell, the last time we spoke, things did not end so well between me, and my team." Cyborg angrily stout.

"So, because of your civil war becoming so great, we are now entangled in a two-way battle for power?" Optimus, offering a sobering nod to the dark knight.

"I'm afraid so. And we remained at great odds due to low numbers of our armed forces, while the Decepticons forces continued to grow. Granted, the best course of action is to take out their leader. But even then, that would not stop them from their ultimate goal, as someone will quickly take his place before continued what he had started."

"That is to be expected." The dark knight, at his most discreet dismissed. "What I demand is, what are they here for?" He hiss-fully sluice.

" We are not certain on the confirmation on which faction has been harboring large quantity of Energon. However base on what we have gather so far, the Decepticons primary objective, is the sole possession of three ancient artifacts. Artifacts that dated back during the evolution ages of Cybertron. What we thought was myth before became reality, once it came to surface after the codes was cracked by Shockwave. And according to his data, each artifact possessed a unique ability. One, is the Prime Matrix, the ability of untold knowledge. The second, is the Curse Matrix, where it gives the user the ability to further enhance their physical means. But at a severe cost, for it can instantly impair the spark, due to exert absorption of raw power. And last, the Dark Matrix. Much remain unknown at what ability it possessed. However, we believe it was first wielded by one of the thirteen Primes. But unlike the others, the dark matrix chooses who is worthy to weld its power, or face dire reprisal of its effects. If one of the three were to land to the wrong hands, then there's no telling what destruction it awaits." Optimus pouring his wise words to Cyborg, and to the yet unconvinced look of the dark knight, with Green Arrow whispering to Batman.

"So, what do you think? Going to take his word for it? I overheard the kid of what he just said to his team just a few moments ago." Oliver looking at Cyborg trading a few words with Optimus. "And he seems to have the right idea. Hell, don't get me wrong here, I'm just as torn as you are. I mean, it's exactly like picking your own poison, hopefully one of them that we pick, don't kill us. But mainly me, I'm just too rich and good looking to die." He gracefully swaying his short blond hair for emphasis.

Batman, casting Green Arrow a long deplorable deep grunt, before addressing his potent glare over to Optimus." Alright, what you said is true, then what?"

"Search, and collect them before they do, is the top priority. Even though these artifacts are part of our heritage. But due to the share power it possessed, it's best to have them eradicated for the safety of all the known universe." Optimus answered. Pressing his two digits to the communication receptor. "Yes, come in Perceptor."

"Yo, something wrong Prime?" Jazz noticing Optimus light blue optics becoming grim by the minute from the information he was receiving.

"I'm on my way." Optimus cutting the links off. Aiming his displeased look towards Jazz." Perceptor just confirmed they have just found, and obtain the Prime Matrix. Right now, both Jet Fire, and Iron Hide are barely defending themselves against the seekers, as well as Bruticus, in the Gorlam prime sector. Jazz, you are to remained here at providing the league with crucial intel. It's the least we can do for the trouble we have cause. And I expect you to be professional. Optimus warns as he glaze his attention over to the youngest Autobot. "Windblade, you are to come with me." The Autobot leader receiving a sharp nod from the female Autobot. Rounding up his apologies to both Batman and Cyborg. "I must take my leave, for I'm greatly needed of assisting my comrades. But if you seek more answers of our objectives, Jazz will assist you. He made not look like it, but he's quite knowledgeable with the Cybertronian historians." Optimus shifting his chill optics over to the former cybernetic titan." And Cyborg."

"Yeah?" Cyborg looking at Optimus as if he had met before.

"Based on the information we have receive from one of our scouts here on earth during his reconnaissance, it's been noted that the earths most powerful heroes, had gone through a great length of struggle at engaging with the Decepticons at no avail, including yourselves. For that reason alone, Springer will assist you until further notice, under your current team leader, as part of the tribulation that we may have cause. Of course, with the affirmative permission of your superiors."

"WHAT! Optimus, are you kidding?!" Springer quickly trouncing his way over to the Autobot leader in great protest.

Batman, ignoring the watery plea coming from Beast Boy. "That is not my call. But since I'm not getting any objections from your team leader." Batman noted to the blank look of Robin." Fine, but understood, the case between the Decepticons, and the league, remain upheld. Robin will fill you in as to why." Batman address to the strangle look of Springer. "But know this, if something were to happen under your watch, I will do everything that I can to hold you accountable."

"I understand." Optimus casting himself away from the foul presence of the dark knight, and onto the peevish rant coming from Springer.

"Optimus sir. I think this is a big mistake. I was born, and train to fight. For Prime sake Optimus, I was not train to baby sit these . . . Rodents!" Springer pointed at the dim looks of Robin, Starfire, and Raven as he continued to grate at Optimus." Dammit! Should've known Bumble Bee will swindle me into this." He grapples before taking a step back from the inflame piercing blaze of Optimus.

"Private Springer, you've seemed to have almost forgotten as to why you're under probation. And as it stands now, you're not doing yourself a great service by reviving your Wrecker status. "Optimus, dismembering any attempted counter arguments from Springer. "Unless you would like, I'll have Whirl to take jazz's place in monitoring, if you so choose not to assist."

"NO! Anything but that psycho!" Springer back tracking away from Optimus, as if seeing his leader turning into a living embodiment of a monster.

"I've already dealt with Blaster, as he is much at fault. And I've been informed by Ratchet that Grimlock has fully recovered from the miss half that you, and Blaster have created. Listen private, I put you under probation, because I believe it would help you cut the addiction for seeking conflicts, and reflect on the actions you have ensue. And I expect you to learn not to carry out the same mistake onto them. Understood soldier? "Springer bitterly looking down after giving Optimus a single nod. The Autobot leader, resigning himself to the warp gate, with Windblade on his side." Until we meet again." Bidding his final farewell to the league as the gate dissipates.

"Well I don't know about you guys, but to my point of view, that was pretty nice. "Green Arrow, showing his sarcastic jubilance. Forcing the dark knight shaking his head at Green Arrow's ear gauging divine smartass." Gaining a new, and powerful friends from a powerful reality after they so easily hack our systems. Hopefully next time it would be the Decepticons, who hacks their way into the tower. That would be bliss."

"I severely doubt that. "Springer equipped." It has taken us sometime to break through your security grid, but to these guys? Well, seeing how you're not much of a threat, they're not even going to bother. And I can thoroughly see why." The brooding Autobot, paving his gray optics to the malevolent approach of Jordan.

"Care to explain it in full context. Friend?" Jordan surmise in seeing red, advance his vicious approach to the Autobot.

"Easy now. . . Friend." Springer mock." I'm just explaining from the point of view of the Decepticon. But you know what? After spending sometime here on this planet, I started to completely understood of what their saying. I mean the way you conduct yourselves in protecting this planet, and the people, is beyond poor, and outright disgusting. Playing a dangerous mercy game of catch, and release upon your enemies that committed nothing but harm, and some case's, genocidal slaughter, is not the best way to protect, and serve. Yeah, cry me a river. We are well in-depth as to what happen to your earth's greatest protector. Should take that as a cautionary warning, or else it's going to turned to a vicious cycle of demise. A vicious cycle that will eventually catch up to the ones you care the most. Just like your so-called man of steel. "Springer un-apologetically said. Deflecting the green laser blast with a single flick of his hand from the green lantern himself. Ready to give his swift retaliation with a path blaster before being held down by Jazz.

" Cool your spark Springer, I think they all heard you loud, and clear." Jazz said to the deaf ears of the hostile Autobot. Sending the ex-wrecker down to the ground as a last resort with a single punch to the midsection." Bitch, do you hear me!? I said chill!" He firmly instructs to the person, who was gasping at retrieving his senses through his deep coughs." Man, our reputation is bad enough as it is, no need to make it worse now, get what I'm saying? Now walk it off baby. So that way all the ladies out here can see your fine-looking ass."

Following jazz's order without a word when departing himself from the whispering crowd, but not without giving his last word. "I have made some mistakes that I have no problem to admit. I also have no problem at not repeating those same mistakes twice. Something your ego have trouble adjusting." Springer saying no more as he departs from the angst atmosphere.

"Sorry about that, he's the type of fool who just won't hold any punches when being honest." Jazz said at rubbing the back of his head out of embarrassment.

"No, that is our fault to begin with." Batman turning his reprimanding sight at Jordan." Take a break Jordan. Not as an order, but as a favor." Doing what Batman said as he made his exit towards the opposite direction. Addressing the remote looks of the titans." I know this is all sudden, but I've already discussed this with Starfire and Raven. Officially, after having a few discussions with fellow league members, you all been granted, by choice, to be under apprenticeship at becoming part of the league." Batman simply sluice over to the combust looks of Beast Boy, and Cyborg after being drowned by their own excitement.

"Sorry, I appreciated the offer, but I'll pass." Robin sucking away the enthusiasm from everyone. Not surprise by the slightest by the backlash he was receving, mainly from the desperate look of Beast Boy.

"Dude! Did you just hear what he just said? Were practically a member of the Justice League!" Beast Boy tugging the boy wonder back, and forth by the collar.

"Don't bash me here, but I assume that's the idea. And you just want to throw it away just like that? What gives?" Cyborg, though not as shocked as the changeling, cannot help, but to mentally scalped through the revolting look of Robin.

"Guys, don't let my decision stop you from joining, but I have my reason." Robin giving his final unforgiving look to the dark knight, departs himself from everyone towards solitary.

"Yes friend Raven?" Starfire addressing the odd vibe coming from the dark sorceress.

"It's nothing really, just a bit surprise is all. I mean, you usually go with Robin, just to comfort him under this stressful situation."

"Yes, that is usually the case." Starfire, understood what Raven was saying through her seldom of comfort." However, I also have long learned that some personal matters cannot be assist, but by their own."

"She's right." Batman said without the use of his standard rugged tone." Things have been rough between us since he left Gotham. And with the recent development, its not going to get any better. That is the reason why I personally saw fit, to my judgement, that you are well qualified to join the league. And more importantly, to show my thank you at keeping Robin company."

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Suppressing the negative intents from breaking out, continued to pace down the secluded halls. Fooling the boy wonder through deception is a nasty task to pull. After all, the only person who help him to master it, was the dark knight himself. And through his tutelage, was able to see at what he was planning on, after the moment they have set foot onto the watch tower. He maybe a cold, and emotionless detective behind that cowl for the most part. Yet, whenever they made eye contact, he did not see neither the dark knight, nor Bruce Wayne, but a man just trying to be a good parent. A man who was doing everything he can at bridging the gap, after the loss of Jason. And that lays the problem.

As much he hates the way things ended on a bad note, he'll be damn to go back to the roll of playing sidekick. Robin glaring at his own shadow being caved in by another. A shadow he immediately recognizes.

"What do you want Springer?" Robin filtering out his toxic aura onto the Autobot

"Just following the titan's leader is all." Springer nonchalantly answered with a simple yawn.

"I knew it. It was you who I saw at the excavation site, right after the Decepticon's got what they came for." Robin grudge at the Autobot."

"Yeah? And what of it?" Springer casting a daring look." I know where you're going with this. And let's make one thing clear. The situation at Jump City would not make much of a difference had I intervene. As a matter of fact, it might've been much worse than you realize. A scout teaming up with a bunch of rag tag team against a small fleet of elite Decepticon's, led by a high-ranking officer? Kid, you're not only looking at a demoted Wrecker about to fight a one-man's army, but a demoted Wrecker who's about to be discharge from the Autobot core for blowing his cover."

"I get it." Robin begrudgingly said. "Look Springer, it's no secret you have no interest in working with us. And that's fine by me. We managed to prove our worth in fighting the Decepticons on our own, and we will continue to do so, with or without your support. If you want, you can do yourself a favor by leaving, after I give a good word to Optimus of your service." Robin offer to the unflattering grin of Springer.

"If only it was that simple kid. And believe me, as much as I would like that, my leader would quickly review, and label this as a failure. Further extending my probation period as punishment. And with the crap I've been dealing with as of late, is the last thing I need on my personal data records. So yeah, it grinds me to no avail, but to stick with you for a while. Whether you like it or not."

"Fine, whatever. But let's make one thing clear, if you were to be part of this team, I suggest you refer to me as Robin, not kid. And furthermore, what I say, goes. Understood?" Robin cut throat to the lethargic Autobot.

"Oh, I can tell this is going to be a great transition." The Autobot sarcastically loathes." A freaking five-thousand-year-old war veteran, bout to be order by a teenaged earthling. It's that how you want it? By all means fine . . .Robin. "Struggling at the boy wonders name. Nagging to himself once the four titans made there way over.

"So, this is where you been walking off to." Cyborg with a savvy smile said. "See you guys are able to make a pack."

"Something like that. And let me guess, you also declined as well, didn't you?" Robin through his knowing smirk, prodded them to fess up.

" Nah, not really. He just gives us plenty of time to think things over." Cyborg said.

"Man, that's got's to be the most cutest thing that I have seen by far. And damn Springer! I've never knew you have such a soft spark." All eyes turn to the wide grin of Jazz as he wraps his bulky mechanical arm around the shoulder of the in-fume look of Springer." Bitch, to see someone able to crack a mole out of your ass in socializing!? Shit, about time you finally rubbing off from me."

" I think your optics is seeing things Jazz. So, if you got something other than to force me to endure your silly antics, I'm not in the mood. "Springer grouted at shoving Jazz off.

"Not from me, no, but rather from someone. Hear, catch." Jazz tossing a long silver looking broad sword over to the surprise look of the Autobot. Clumsily juggling with it before grasping it.

"What is this? Another nickel-plated replica from the fearless jazz?" Springer eye rolled in mock excitement.

"Hell nah, and don't lie to yourself when you know it's the real deal." Jazz observing the brooding Autobot as he taps the platinum looking blade with a single flick. Hearing a pleasant light whistle being ring from the sword. "It's from Optimus, wishing you the best of luck. And if you succeed with this task, your status as a Wrecker would be reinstated. Just uh, try not to mess this shit up, ya dig?" Springer rolled his optics once more at Jazz's lectures. Reposition his light blue visor over to the bashful look of Beast Boy.

"So, uh, I guess you would not be joining us huh? Would've been cool if you did."

"Nah, afraid not green man. Seeing how I'm stuck here for a little bit in educating the league of what we are dealing with. But don't worry, will meet again." Jazz assured to the hopeful eyes of the changeling, though he cannot help but to feel an unattended resentful aura after tilting his head at the unemotional gaze of the dark sorceress. "Yo, da fuck is this? "

"Oh, that's just Raven. She's . . . Dammit she's okay of a person . . .Just so long you don't piss her off. Or else she will take your shit behind your back." Cyborg bearing no remorse when addressing to the nasty look from Raven.

"Nah fool, I feel ya." The second command understood Cyborgs' sympathies." I can tell right away that she's no different from that of Windblade. But unlike her, I have just the thing for your friend." Jazz through his wide grin, unlock a small compartment from his fore arm. Removing a clear brick size bag that contains a thick shriveled crushed grass." I've heard this stuff is a great remedy at helping people to relax. Not to mention this stuff is pretty expensive around here, but for you? Name any price, or anything that could be of interest. You will be surprise that anything coming from earth can hold a lot of value where I'm from."

"Okay simple question, what the hell is that?' Raven covering her nose from the fresh strong odor coming from the bag.

"Wait a minute. . .Is that weed?" Cyborg casually quirks, causing the entire group to look at one another at alarmed.

"Weed, Marijuana, hemp, Shit! Same difference." Jazz simply wave as if its no big deal. Unaware of the severe, and punishable ramifications that was coming in waves.

"It's pretty sad that a little plant is illegal in certain countries, as it can serve a great purpose, other than through inhalation of course. A shame really, for a natural herb like this contains a lot of health benefits for people who are suffering from chronic illness, and so on." The doctor civilly course.

"Sarah, you're not helping." Robin in complete panic said." Springer! Tell Jazz to put that thing away before he gets all of us in trouble. NOW!"

"Sure whatever. . .Jazz, you heard him." Springer not even bother to care at the inflame seeing from the boy wonder when addressing the second commander.

"Whoops! My bad." Jazz quickly putting away the contra band back to his compartment with a nervous smile. "Anyway, I'll catch you all later, dem fuckers are waiting for me to explain some shit. And hey, just in case you all change your mind, talk to Springer, and I'll shall provide. Peace!" Jazz excusing himself. Ignoring the look of slaughter coming from Robin, after casting a friendly wink to the heavily blush cheeks of Starfire.

"Alright team, first order of business." Robin giving everyone an eye drilling stare down." That seeing you all just saw, never happen." Everyone nodded to Robins heated demands." Agreed? Good. Beast Boy, shut up, and Starfire."

"Yes?"

"Try not to interact with that drug dealer. At all cost." He gruff. "Our second major of business, seeing how our tower is no more, after it turns out to be the Decepticon from the beginning. But all is not lost, for we have the resources for our home to be rebuilt, though it's going to take some time. However, we have two options. Either we could relocate to the Titans south branch for the time being, or we could stay here."

"If you're looking for a place to refuge, I've got the spot. But I must warn you, it's not nearly as comfortable in what your used to, in terms of living conditions. But it does have plenty of space in where I'm staying." Springer suggested." Because I don't know about you guys, but this place is a little too cramp for my liking."

"If that's okay with you, will take it." Robin said after receiving no rejection from everyone.

"Alright. Just give me a second while I get into contact with Perceptor to have the warp gate ready." Springer patching himself to the main base.

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"I must admit, this place is not as dusty as it would seem." Starfire said after placing her final belongings beneath the comfortable medical bed. Her fluoresce smile turned brighter at Raven. The dark sorceress, coughing out loud from the other side of the medical curtains after slamming her bookshelf against the ground by mistake. Causing the large sum of collective dust to plow all over her face. Curiously glancing over to Sarah from an open curtain. The doctor busying herself of burning away the keys through her laptop. Maxing out her vast knowledge of braking through Silas files, with all three of them confined separately by a cubical looking medical curtain within the medical manufacturing plant, just a few miles away from Jump City.

From what they have gather from Springer, this was supposed to be the state-of-the-art medical facility. However, everything came to a crashing holt between the private contractors, and the city's mayor over tax disputes, till finally both sides reached an agreeable truth. By crushing the whole project entirely after its been completed. A small blessing in disguise, as their new location was not that different compare to their tower. At least in terms of the color schemes from the inside.

"I wonder what we must do? Since were still technically forbidden at engaging with the Decepticons. "Starfire, laying herself down on the bed. Silkie joyfully playing around on top of a pillow right next to her.

"Don't know. But I'll tell you one thing that is for certain, it's pretty much a lost cause at this point for the league itself. And with Cyborg, and Sarah being a potential prime target by Silas, or by some unknown powerful force that the league obviously can't handle. Yeah, no disrespect to Batman, but I just see this as an empty threat." Raven making her final book count. Her ears, latched to Sarah's foul language. Cussing outright at the failure of cracking the many files of Silas." And speaking of Batman. Sarah, I don't know how to tell you this, other than you might want to keep yourself out of Batman's sight

"Whatever do you mean Raven?" Sarah still glued to her computer said.

"I don't know what you and Cyborg have been discussing with Batman back in the meeting during our absence, but for unexplained reasons, I cannot help but to sense pure unfiltered raged coming from the dark knight. Never in my life, have I felt so much hatred towards another human being. Its Something I wish to never experience again. With that said, he really hates you." Raven composed to the absent-minded doctor.

"Well, I'm sure things will blow over eventually, once things have settled down." Sarah assured without much care.

"I hold you to that. Because if Cyborg was not present, then I'm most certain he'll look for any crack of an excuse to confide you in a holding cell before being sent to the authorities." Raven concluding at floundering her spare cloak. Lamenting to the horrifying screams of Cyborg. Her drab expression was rained by the insane look of the former cybernetic titan after he have flung the curtains wide open in one swoosh.

"Alright goddammit, where is it!?" Cyborg bull snorted up close to Raven's mundane face.

"Where's what."

"Dammit Raven! Dontcha you play bullshit with bullshit here! I don't know how you did it, but I know damn well you're the only person capable enough to take my entire collection of my pretty, pretty Pegasus boxers. Since you all shits and giggle towards them! SO, WHERE IS IT?!"

"Where the sun don't shine sir bullshit." Raven expecting to see Cyborg rant his ass off. Yet to her surprise, was slowly backing away as if someone who he loves just die, after taking a good whiff of a blissful odor coming from the dark sorceress.

" Oooh, you got to be kidding me! Son of a. . . .Your wearing my entire set!"

"What give it away." Raven flatly lingered at digging beneath her nose with one tip of her pinky finger. Dismissing the nasty content with one flick.

"Because, I can still smell my French vanilla coconut cologne from you!" Cyborg deeply croaks.

"Well I wasn't lying on the part where the sun don't shine. Oh, and your briefs is totally awesome by the way. Good taste." She hems in comfort over to the defile teammate." Look, I totally empathize at a great lost, but look at the bright side, it's in a very comfortable care." Raven muses over to the now quivering shoulders of Cyborg.

"Why you little!" Cyborg through his erupting howl, lunch himself at Raven, after whipping out his sword before being restrained by Starfire's bear hug." RAVEN! I'LL HAVE MY DAMN BOXERS BACK ONE WAY OR THE OTHER! EVEN IF I HAVE TO CANNED OPEN THAT SON OF A BITCH YOU CALLED ARMOR! He bellowed. His enraged tirade, greatly being depleted entirely by Starfire's sudden tight embrace.

"I can tell you are feeling much better now." Starfire soothingly said to the drooling daze of Cyborg.

"I don't know how, but . . . yeaaah. Thanks star. . .I love hugs. "Cyborg said through his intoxicating slur.

"That's really depressing. I never thought my own teammate, Cyborg, of all people would strip me down over a pair of boxers. Beast Boy is so right. You really do have low standards. You pervert." Raven viciously smirk at Cyborg, who was retaining himself from exploding.

"Wait? What? Raven!" He gutted at her name. "I've been known for a lot of things in my past, but a pervert is not one of them! You know damn well I would not . . .Nah ah. Hell no! I'm not falling for that. A better man doesn't have to take this." Cyborg snapping his neck at the interrupted heavy like coughs coming from the boy wonder. With a lecturing look, stood there with his arms cross." Robin? Uh, how long you been there?"

"Long enough. Just to let you know, we may have found something of interests. All of you are to report to the main room. ASAP. "Robin leaving before finalizing his lecturing words. "And also, as a current leader of this team, sexual harassment is not tolerated. If it not had been for this situation, you would've been dismissed from the team at a moment's notice."

"OH, COME ON, REALLY? "Cyborg giving Robin a bullshit look of outrage along with Raven.

"The same goes to you Raven. Since you're the one who instigated." Robin said through his punishing tone. Meeting the equal punishing sight of Raven.

"Do not forget Robin, you are just as guilty with your ongoing intimate relationship with your current partner, and lover. That too is also a form of sexual harassment in a work place." Raven looking at the boy wonder sweating profusely before muttering a half-ass excuse, before making a rabbit like pace out the room with the cheerful Starfire in toe.

"Ha. yeah, what would you guys do without me." Raven sway her flat indifference.

"A lot. Including having my damn boxers." Cyborg receiving a hard elbow to the mid-section over his blunt answer." This is not over Raven. And Sarah!" Cyborg detaining the bickering match with Raven and delivering a stockpile of his demented tantrum over to the doctor." Get your shit and let's go. I don't wanna see our boy wonder crying his ass off for being late. He sarcastically spat. Evacuating the devilish grin of the dark sorceress.

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"Alright, since everyone has gathered, I'll began. Just a moment ago, Springer just receive a report from Jazz. It's not clear, but to their understanding, may have located something that might contain the information regarding the second matrix. Springer will discuss the rest in detail." Robin stepping aside for the Autobot scout.

"To be more specific, it's an old data that Perceptor have dug up. According to the information, its currently being stowed in the ancient ark, called the Leading Light. The exact location is somewhere around the remote frozen planet within the Alpha sector. Optimus himself was supposed to take this operation before being relay on to me as co-opt. But since I'm under your leaders' commands, I'm just a messenger at this point." Springer thoroughly looking at Robin. "So yeah, your call buddy."

"Dude, even if we want to, were still pretty much kicked out from the case." Beast Boy doze as if the spirit itself wisp away from him.

"Under the Justice League, am I right? "Springer question. "Well not to bash them or anything, but I've been taking a close look at their policy. And I got to give credit to them, its legit, but by no means it's perfect. What I'm saying here, is that there's a major loop hole from within. While it's true that you are prohibited from any involvement with the Decepticons, its only applied within their confines of this universe. The information you been given does not take place within this universe, nor in this reality, but from our own, called the prime reality. And finally, pay close attention because this is very important. All this? The policy is only reserved to the current league members who either is been suspended from action, or been place on light duty. Outside of that? Your good." Springer, earning himself a full delightful fit coming from Robin after he slammed his fist against the medical sofa. Leaving a permanent fist print in its wake.

"You mean the all verse." Sarah clarified.

"Yeah sure. If that's what you guys called it." Springer reply at giving the doctor a funny look to the such an odd name." The warp gate is ready to go at your command Robin."

"With everything on the line, the last thing I'm worry about is smashing a few toes here and there. And what you just said is true? Then to hell with them, were going. "Robin declared." Titans, get ready."

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Autobot Springer. First appearance. The Transformers: the movie. August 1986: Technical Data.

Strength:==========10

Intelligence:=========8

Speed:========8

Endurance:========9

Rank:=======7

Courage:=========9

Fireblast:=======7

Skill:=======7

Green Arrow/ Oliver Jonas Queen. First appearance. More fun comics. Num73. November 1941: Technical Data.

Strength:======6

Intelligence:========8

Speed:=====5

Endurance:========8

Rank=========9

Courage:==========10

Fireblast:========8

Skill:=========9