Haha..ok. Before you say a thing, let me clarify that school is such a
bother that I have absolutely no time to type this story out. Never fear,
though, I write it in class, I just don't have time to type it. Really, I
have about 10 chapters created; I'll just have to find the time to get it
here. So, since my horrible ramblings are keeping you from the story,
please continue on.
Disclaimer: Now, you guys all know that I WANT to own the Teen Titans, however, you know I DON'T. So just go on already.
The street surrounding the bank was a mess of overturned cars, broken glass, and Slade's minions. The robotic slaves were filling the back of a large black van with the bags of money they had just stolen from the Jump City Bank. Suddenly, a robot in the middle of loading the vehicle stumbled over onto the cement, a sharp birdarang protruding out of its back. The others looked up from their job at the sound of a voice.
"Tell Slade that if he needs more money, he should get a real job." Robin stood framed in front of the others, who had all taken a threatening position in the middle of the street. (ok, I know Robin has to say a corny line before every battle, but it's better then just jumping in without one, right?) Then the battle began with a cry of, "Titans, Go!"
The bots pulled out their guns and without hesitation, fired them rapidly at the Titans. Starfire evaded the attack by rising up into the air, and fired a rain of starbolts into the robot horde. Cyborg wasted no time at all in activating his sonic cannon and using it to blast out a large member of the group. Their gun's bullets bounced feebly off his metallic body. Raven took to the sky with Beast Boy in hawk form beside her, each using their own methods of battle to render the enemies crippled. Robin had his hands full with a group of the robots that had circled around him. Arming himself with a freeze disk and Bo- staff, he proceeded to do double the damage.
It soon became apparent that Slade had been doing his research. The bots had most defiantly improved in power. They were smarter, faster, and stronger then all the times the Titans had fought them before, and they were beginning to be a bit of a challenge.
"Star, behind you!" Cyborg called out, as a robot flung an overturned car at the alien's back. Starfire whipped around to face it, surprise obvious in her wide eyes. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" A sudden wall of pure blackness appeared between the alien and the oncoming vehicle, causing the car to explode on contact with it. "Many thanks, Raven!" The dark girl nodded and jumped back into the battle, flinging a few trash cans in the bot's direction.
Robin had finished with the surrounding robots, and had just ridden one of them of its head, when he received a heavy blow to his back. He stumbled forward, gathered himself, and whipped around to face the opposing enemy. He had barley and time at all to attack it when it had rushed towards him, metal staff out in front of it. Robin leapt forward, grabbing the staff and using the robots strength and speed to send it flying over his head, wrenching the pole from its grasp. Then quickly, before it could react, he drove its own weapon into its chest and watched the machine topple over, sparks flying. With that done, Robin jumped onto the parked van. Peering out over the fight scene that raged below him, he spotted a robot giving him an evil look. In a flash it suddenly jumped into the air towards him. Robin accepted its challenge, planning what attack to use as he left the roof of the van to meet it in mid-air. He was so focused on the machine in front of him that he didn't once think about the others below. There was a sudden sound of a gun being fired that Robin heard vaguely. All he knew was that suddenly the lower left part of his stomach was burning in intense, white-hot pain. The force of the bullet's blow was so sudden, and so powerful, that Robin was knocked almost senseless upon impact. He hit the ground with a yelp, and immediately breathing hard, raspy breaths.
The opposing robot was forgotten as pain throbbed its way around his body, leaving no room for other thoughts. Robin knew what had happened, but some part of his mind was undecided, and was denying the fact that it was possible that the gun's sleek round now lay imbedded in his flesh. Automatically, Robin slid his gloved hand across the source of pain, feeling torn skin and clothing saturated in a hot, sticky substance. Sudden realization hit him like a truck as he watched his own blood seeping down between his shaking fingers and onto the cold asphalt. He felt himself shudder, and then looked up.
The other Titans had not seen what had happened, they were too busy dealing with their own problems. The sound of the shot had not been enough to attract them; robots were firing off their weapons at all times in every direction. The sound that had been omitted from the gun that had shot him had been merely one in a sea of shots.
A sudden 'whoosh' of air told Robin that the fight wasn't over yet, and his opponent had not forgotten him. As best he could, Robin took out his staff again, this time in a defensive position, and stood up. It was as if his strength leaked out of him like water in a paper bag. He wobbled on shaky legs. Still, he was Robin of the Teen Titans, former protégé of Batman, and he was not one to surrender. Slade's minion received a blow to its cranium so quick and smooth that it was down even before its sensors could react. It didn't take any quick guessing for Robin to pick out the bot that had injured him. It was standing in a position that had to have been the one it stood in while firing at him. Upon seeing its opponent was not down for the count, it turned and ran, an unstable, almost blind with pain Robin in hot pursuit.
Robin sped past Starfire, who had abandoned flight to take adversaries out on the ground. She saw the look of tension and stress on his face as Robin brushed by her. "Robin?" Her words went unchecked, for she was suddenly forced to jam a fist-covered starbolt into a robots face.
The robot kept running until it was stopped short of a brick wall. With a roundhouse kick, the enraged but weak boy sent it sprawling. But Robin suddenly needed to sit down. He leaned up against the wall and slid down it, clutching his lower stomach with both hands, and taking deep breaths in his attempt to relieve the pain that was twisting him inside out.
It was Cyborg who shut down the last of the machines. The police had yet to arrive, which was surprising. The android chuckled to himself; it was nothing they couldn't handle anyway.
"Yes! We have finally beaten them!" Starfire clasped her hands together and smiled broadly in innocence. "We should return the bags of money to the bank, right?"
Beast Boy picked at a tear in his uniform, frowning. "I don't see why we need to do everything. The police should do it. I mean, what are we, slaves?"
"Well...perhaps Robin will have an idea as what to do with the money." Starfire and the others glanced around for their leader, but he was not with them.
"Do you guys think Robin would attempt another solo search for Slade?" Raven asked in a low voice.
"No...he wouldn't again! Besides, I just saw him. Over there." Starfire turned in direction to the bank and called out. "Robin! We have won! Come, celebrate our victory!" There was no answer. "Um...R-"
"There he is." Cyborg pointed him out, who was sitting against a brick wall. The others casually approached him. "Dude..." Beast Boy stated, "Some fight, right? They were tough, but we were tough-er! So...what do we do with the mula?" He rubbed two fingers together to indicate the money.
Starfire peered at the boy's masked face, frowning slightly. "Robin... you seem ill. Is everything alright?" Slowly, the boy tilted his head up to look at her. She gasped as she saw his face was pale, glistening with perspiration, and twisted into a look almost that of concentration. "You look positively horrible...what-"It was then they all noticed the growing red spot that was spreading itself around his arms. Panicked, Starfire attempted to undue his clasped arms. Robin answered with a gasp half of pain, half with his normal voice and pulled away. "Don't...please."
Raven moved in. "If you are wounded Robin, we need to see. It is possible that I can heal most of it." But Robin shook his head slowly.
"Aw, man, don't be stupid, let us see. Has Robby gotten a little scratch?" Cyborg reached down, and with his formidable strength, was able to pry his friend's arms apart easily. But in one quick motion, he gasped along with the others, and released him. Robin let his arms cover the wound again, as if magnetic to his stomach.
Beast Boy was fidgeting uncontrollably. 'Oh...nononono...Why didn't you SAY something, Rob? Oh god, this is horrible!" The others were a loss for words, and the look on Starfire's face was enough to send Beast Boy into another fidgeting spasm.
"Robin? ROBIN!?" She was suddenly screaming his name into his ear, as if he had suddenly gone deaf. She wanted him to look up and give her a smile, tell her this was a joke. He was kidding. He had NOT been shot, it was all a game, and the others were in on it too. But somewhere deep down inside, Starfire knew it wasn't a joke, and all she could do was to suddenly engulf him in her warm embrace and say his name again, tears welling up in her eyes. This couldn't happen...would he...no...she wouldn't think of it. Robin remained quiet, breathing in gasps, shaking slightly in her arms. If he weren't in such pain he would be enjoying this attention from her immensely.
Cyborg's now low and emotionless voice suggested he was in shock. "He'll need to see a hospital...and fast." This did not help Starfire's earlier suspicions. She had to remind herself that Robin would be fine... "Please...Robin, say something?" She whispered in his ear softly, but Robin said nothing. She hugged him closer.
Suddenly, the feeling of immense relief came with the sound of police sirens, and to the Titan's wonders, and ambulance trailing behind it. An officer exited his car and walked over, oblivious to the current mood. "Great job, Titans! Don't know what we'd do without you!" He said, surveying the battle scene.
Beast Boy was suddenly in his face. "Help him!" He was gesturing to the fallen boy encased in Starfire's arms. She had not yet registered the officer's presence. "Please...now! He's been shot!" The officer wasted no time in calling the medical team over to the scene immediately. Carefully, they worked Robin out of Starfire's grasp. She tried to hold on to him, fighting their intentions even though she knew they were his only chance. Raven laid a hand on her shoulder, and she let him go. They placed him on a stretcher, and he gasped from the sudden movement, causing Starfire to react by reaching out for him. Raven once again steadied her, and Starfire could only watch them move Robin into the back of the ambulance. The doors shut behind them and the sirens started all over again.
"Come on Star...lets go. We can meet them there. Star?" She was still staring, staring after the vehicle that was taking the person she cared about more than anything else farther away, tears trailing down her face, at loss for words.
Awww...nice and sad, right? I hope so, that's what I was aiming for. So, thanks for reviews, and any suggestions from reviewers. They are most appreciated. I'll have the next chapter up and running as soon as I can.
Mari
Disclaimer: Now, you guys all know that I WANT to own the Teen Titans, however, you know I DON'T. So just go on already.
The street surrounding the bank was a mess of overturned cars, broken glass, and Slade's minions. The robotic slaves were filling the back of a large black van with the bags of money they had just stolen from the Jump City Bank. Suddenly, a robot in the middle of loading the vehicle stumbled over onto the cement, a sharp birdarang protruding out of its back. The others looked up from their job at the sound of a voice.
"Tell Slade that if he needs more money, he should get a real job." Robin stood framed in front of the others, who had all taken a threatening position in the middle of the street. (ok, I know Robin has to say a corny line before every battle, but it's better then just jumping in without one, right?) Then the battle began with a cry of, "Titans, Go!"
The bots pulled out their guns and without hesitation, fired them rapidly at the Titans. Starfire evaded the attack by rising up into the air, and fired a rain of starbolts into the robot horde. Cyborg wasted no time at all in activating his sonic cannon and using it to blast out a large member of the group. Their gun's bullets bounced feebly off his metallic body. Raven took to the sky with Beast Boy in hawk form beside her, each using their own methods of battle to render the enemies crippled. Robin had his hands full with a group of the robots that had circled around him. Arming himself with a freeze disk and Bo- staff, he proceeded to do double the damage.
It soon became apparent that Slade had been doing his research. The bots had most defiantly improved in power. They were smarter, faster, and stronger then all the times the Titans had fought them before, and they were beginning to be a bit of a challenge.
"Star, behind you!" Cyborg called out, as a robot flung an overturned car at the alien's back. Starfire whipped around to face it, surprise obvious in her wide eyes. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" A sudden wall of pure blackness appeared between the alien and the oncoming vehicle, causing the car to explode on contact with it. "Many thanks, Raven!" The dark girl nodded and jumped back into the battle, flinging a few trash cans in the bot's direction.
Robin had finished with the surrounding robots, and had just ridden one of them of its head, when he received a heavy blow to his back. He stumbled forward, gathered himself, and whipped around to face the opposing enemy. He had barley and time at all to attack it when it had rushed towards him, metal staff out in front of it. Robin leapt forward, grabbing the staff and using the robots strength and speed to send it flying over his head, wrenching the pole from its grasp. Then quickly, before it could react, he drove its own weapon into its chest and watched the machine topple over, sparks flying. With that done, Robin jumped onto the parked van. Peering out over the fight scene that raged below him, he spotted a robot giving him an evil look. In a flash it suddenly jumped into the air towards him. Robin accepted its challenge, planning what attack to use as he left the roof of the van to meet it in mid-air. He was so focused on the machine in front of him that he didn't once think about the others below. There was a sudden sound of a gun being fired that Robin heard vaguely. All he knew was that suddenly the lower left part of his stomach was burning in intense, white-hot pain. The force of the bullet's blow was so sudden, and so powerful, that Robin was knocked almost senseless upon impact. He hit the ground with a yelp, and immediately breathing hard, raspy breaths.
The opposing robot was forgotten as pain throbbed its way around his body, leaving no room for other thoughts. Robin knew what had happened, but some part of his mind was undecided, and was denying the fact that it was possible that the gun's sleek round now lay imbedded in his flesh. Automatically, Robin slid his gloved hand across the source of pain, feeling torn skin and clothing saturated in a hot, sticky substance. Sudden realization hit him like a truck as he watched his own blood seeping down between his shaking fingers and onto the cold asphalt. He felt himself shudder, and then looked up.
The other Titans had not seen what had happened, they were too busy dealing with their own problems. The sound of the shot had not been enough to attract them; robots were firing off their weapons at all times in every direction. The sound that had been omitted from the gun that had shot him had been merely one in a sea of shots.
A sudden 'whoosh' of air told Robin that the fight wasn't over yet, and his opponent had not forgotten him. As best he could, Robin took out his staff again, this time in a defensive position, and stood up. It was as if his strength leaked out of him like water in a paper bag. He wobbled on shaky legs. Still, he was Robin of the Teen Titans, former protégé of Batman, and he was not one to surrender. Slade's minion received a blow to its cranium so quick and smooth that it was down even before its sensors could react. It didn't take any quick guessing for Robin to pick out the bot that had injured him. It was standing in a position that had to have been the one it stood in while firing at him. Upon seeing its opponent was not down for the count, it turned and ran, an unstable, almost blind with pain Robin in hot pursuit.
Robin sped past Starfire, who had abandoned flight to take adversaries out on the ground. She saw the look of tension and stress on his face as Robin brushed by her. "Robin?" Her words went unchecked, for she was suddenly forced to jam a fist-covered starbolt into a robots face.
The robot kept running until it was stopped short of a brick wall. With a roundhouse kick, the enraged but weak boy sent it sprawling. But Robin suddenly needed to sit down. He leaned up against the wall and slid down it, clutching his lower stomach with both hands, and taking deep breaths in his attempt to relieve the pain that was twisting him inside out.
It was Cyborg who shut down the last of the machines. The police had yet to arrive, which was surprising. The android chuckled to himself; it was nothing they couldn't handle anyway.
"Yes! We have finally beaten them!" Starfire clasped her hands together and smiled broadly in innocence. "We should return the bags of money to the bank, right?"
Beast Boy picked at a tear in his uniform, frowning. "I don't see why we need to do everything. The police should do it. I mean, what are we, slaves?"
"Well...perhaps Robin will have an idea as what to do with the money." Starfire and the others glanced around for their leader, but he was not with them.
"Do you guys think Robin would attempt another solo search for Slade?" Raven asked in a low voice.
"No...he wouldn't again! Besides, I just saw him. Over there." Starfire turned in direction to the bank and called out. "Robin! We have won! Come, celebrate our victory!" There was no answer. "Um...R-"
"There he is." Cyborg pointed him out, who was sitting against a brick wall. The others casually approached him. "Dude..." Beast Boy stated, "Some fight, right? They were tough, but we were tough-er! So...what do we do with the mula?" He rubbed two fingers together to indicate the money.
Starfire peered at the boy's masked face, frowning slightly. "Robin... you seem ill. Is everything alright?" Slowly, the boy tilted his head up to look at her. She gasped as she saw his face was pale, glistening with perspiration, and twisted into a look almost that of concentration. "You look positively horrible...what-"It was then they all noticed the growing red spot that was spreading itself around his arms. Panicked, Starfire attempted to undue his clasped arms. Robin answered with a gasp half of pain, half with his normal voice and pulled away. "Don't...please."
Raven moved in. "If you are wounded Robin, we need to see. It is possible that I can heal most of it." But Robin shook his head slowly.
"Aw, man, don't be stupid, let us see. Has Robby gotten a little scratch?" Cyborg reached down, and with his formidable strength, was able to pry his friend's arms apart easily. But in one quick motion, he gasped along with the others, and released him. Robin let his arms cover the wound again, as if magnetic to his stomach.
Beast Boy was fidgeting uncontrollably. 'Oh...nononono...Why didn't you SAY something, Rob? Oh god, this is horrible!" The others were a loss for words, and the look on Starfire's face was enough to send Beast Boy into another fidgeting spasm.
"Robin? ROBIN!?" She was suddenly screaming his name into his ear, as if he had suddenly gone deaf. She wanted him to look up and give her a smile, tell her this was a joke. He was kidding. He had NOT been shot, it was all a game, and the others were in on it too. But somewhere deep down inside, Starfire knew it wasn't a joke, and all she could do was to suddenly engulf him in her warm embrace and say his name again, tears welling up in her eyes. This couldn't happen...would he...no...she wouldn't think of it. Robin remained quiet, breathing in gasps, shaking slightly in her arms. If he weren't in such pain he would be enjoying this attention from her immensely.
Cyborg's now low and emotionless voice suggested he was in shock. "He'll need to see a hospital...and fast." This did not help Starfire's earlier suspicions. She had to remind herself that Robin would be fine... "Please...Robin, say something?" She whispered in his ear softly, but Robin said nothing. She hugged him closer.
Suddenly, the feeling of immense relief came with the sound of police sirens, and to the Titan's wonders, and ambulance trailing behind it. An officer exited his car and walked over, oblivious to the current mood. "Great job, Titans! Don't know what we'd do without you!" He said, surveying the battle scene.
Beast Boy was suddenly in his face. "Help him!" He was gesturing to the fallen boy encased in Starfire's arms. She had not yet registered the officer's presence. "Please...now! He's been shot!" The officer wasted no time in calling the medical team over to the scene immediately. Carefully, they worked Robin out of Starfire's grasp. She tried to hold on to him, fighting their intentions even though she knew they were his only chance. Raven laid a hand on her shoulder, and she let him go. They placed him on a stretcher, and he gasped from the sudden movement, causing Starfire to react by reaching out for him. Raven once again steadied her, and Starfire could only watch them move Robin into the back of the ambulance. The doors shut behind them and the sirens started all over again.
"Come on Star...lets go. We can meet them there. Star?" She was still staring, staring after the vehicle that was taking the person she cared about more than anything else farther away, tears trailing down her face, at loss for words.
Awww...nice and sad, right? I hope so, that's what I was aiming for. So, thanks for reviews, and any suggestions from reviewers. They are most appreciated. I'll have the next chapter up and running as soon as I can.
Mari
