Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans but I do however own Razor McKlan and other The Last Descendant characters (Mark).
Hours has passed since Raven started to receive help from Razor. It was easier to control her powers than what she had thought. She had thought that the only way for her to control them was remain emotionless and meditate constantly yet here she was learning how to control them by doing neither. The thing that got her though was how easy it was. She never knew that such ways of training could help her control such vast amounts of power.
The longer she stayed there listening to him instruct her, the more she understood about him. "He really isn't kind of bad guy he makes himself out to be. Deep down he must be a nice guy at heart. Well maybe. He's really gentle even though he won't admit it. The way he's been helping me hasn't been rough as one would have thought it would be the way he acts. There has to be a way to get him to drop that mask of his." Raven's thoughts were interrupted by Nightwing calling on the loud speaker, "Titan's trouble." She knew that their session was over and knew that they were needed in the living room.
Razor quickly threw on his shirt and boots while he grabbed his sword belt and wrapped it around his chest. While grabbing his sword, he rushed out of the room. Coming to the living room, he quickly came to a stop remembering that he forgot his eye patch, sunglasses and gloves. "Forget these?" Raven teased handing him his patch and gauntlets. Razor slid on his gauntlet and patch as he noticed that Raven was wearing his sunglasses. The dark psychic took them off and slid them over his eyes, "There you go. You forgot them on the table."
Without even receiving a thanks, he approached the large vid screen in the living room with her closely behind. In front of it were the others staring at blond haired teenage girl. She looked as if she was about seventeen, the same age as Raven and Razor, yet acted kinda like she owned everything. "Robby poo." The young lady said as Starfire was getting furious with jealousy at the beautiful teen who was hitting on Nightwing. "The name isn't Robin anymore. It's Nightwing." "Oh Robby poo. You're so funny." "Embarrassing. Does he always go through that with the girl?" Razor sent a telepathic message over to Raven who simply replied, "Unfortunately. Yes." "Oh lookie. You have a new friend. And my what a body. Are you single?" The lady asked as she saw the Dark Knight for the first time.
"Kitten. Not today." Nightwing growled at her, tired of hearing her make moves on someone. "Hey DK. Looks like you got an admirer." Beast Boy joked before Raven punched him in the back of the head, "Knock it off B.B." "DK? That's a funny name." Kitten giggled. "As for your information it stands for Dark Knight. You know. That guy with the sword." Beast Boy said trying to look smart in front of everyone but to his dismay, Raven grabbed him by the collar and glared at him, "Why don't we go ahead and tell her his real name as well. He's not in armor and shouldn't be referred to as the Dark Knight until he is." "Eh oh yeah forgot." Beast Boy sweated in pure fright of his team mate. He knew he goofed but how bad, they were just about to find out.
"Oh so you're that guy! I should have known. Only a guy as cute as you could wear such beautiful armor." Kitten still continued trying to win over the knight with cheesy pick up lines. "Spit it out Kitten. Why did you call?" Nightwing growled. "Well, I was bored and wanted go out tonight so I need somebody to take me." "Call your boyfriend. I'm sure he'll take you out." "That's the thing Robby poo. Me and Fang broke up. So what do you say. Go with me to the movies. You know you can't resist little old Kitten. Meow." The lady's way of hitting on someone was scary. Hell, Razor wasn't too sure if she was exactly all there because of it.
"Let's make a deal Robby poo. Someone take me to the movies or I blow up Clear View Bridge." The blonde stated as she held up a detonator. After about a minute of thinking, Nightwing responded with a growl "Ok. I'll do it." "Well, instead of you taking me. How about the Dark Knight. He's so mysterious and handsome. Very dangerous. The type of dream guy every girl wants." Dick turned to look at Razor, who was on the verge of disgust. He knew the knight wouldn't do it. He had enough trouble listening to their rules about not killing any of Mark's soldiers just because of the pure fact that they work for him. So what would make him think that he'd agree to a date with some girl who was seemingly getting on his nerves.
"Please Mr. Knight? Take me out to the movies. Meow. I know you want to." "I'd rather get shot." Razor replied rudely. "So you want to lose a valued bridge belonging to the city?" "Not my bridge, not my problem." "Oh, I like your attitude. Why don't you join me. With an attitude like that you'd make a great villain." "Decline." "But don't you want to? I'm very gorgeous and you're very handsome. We'd make a perfect couple." "Whatever." The knight kept on responding in his cold tone of voice. It sent chills down everyone's spine when he did something like that. Finally in rage, Kitten yelled out, "Nightwing. Either you get him to take me to the movies or else I destroy the bridge during rush hour!" "DK. Please." The knight didn't want to do it but he saw the desperate pleading look in Nightwing's eyes. "Fine. Time and date." "Tomorrow at seven. Make sure you look sharp. See ya there handsome." Kitten winked as she blew a kiss. The vid screen finally went black.
"Oh great. Now I got a psychopath for a date. Must be my lucky day." Razor grumbled. "Where does she live?" He asked. "She lives on…you're not going to kill her!" Cyborg started to answer his question until he noticed that Razor had a handgun in his right hand checking the clip for bullets. "Wait. Where did you get that?" He asked remember that Razor came in there with only his sword.
Later that night, Razor stood out on top of the roof top in his usual attire. The wind blew violently against his coat and hair but that didn't bother him. As he stood there, staring off into space, the door leading down to the tower turned black as Raven walked through. There she caught him, in thought about something she would probably never know about. Silently she walked over to him and stood at his side, staring into the stars as he did. Then turned her head to look at him, "What are you thinking?" She asked. "Not thinking. Talking." "To?" "Mark." "Great. So now you go to mental chat rooms with the insane." "He's taunting me into finding him and confront him in battle. He knows I'm trying to find him and when I do, I'll lose but he gets a joy out of taunting me whenever he can." There was a pause before he started again, "Tell me. Why does she call Nightwing Robby poo?" Raven giggled a bit as she sat down, "Let me tell you a story that still gives Nightwing nightmares to this day."
