Disclaimer: I don't own TT but I do own Razor McKlan.
A/N: Tell me if you guys like this way better? This is the format I originally write the story in but seems to double space the paragraphs away from each other.
Suddenly the door open to reveal their valued teammate, Raven. "Hi guys…" She said in her usual monotone voice. "Is there some kind of meeting I wasn't told about?" They all quickly threw their hands up in defense, "No no. Cy was showing us a new move Razor taught him." Beast Boy lied. "Yeah, huh, a new move I was teaching them. It's really tight. Wanna check it?" "I think I'll pass." "Raven, where is Razor? Wasn't he with you? You both did go riding today right?" Starfire asked. Raven blushed a bit, "Razor is in the workshop with Nightwing. They're both repairing their equipment. Wait…how did you know that we went riding?"
"Star saw you running down the hallway all giggly like and then she went and checked the garage later and saw that Rayz's motorcycle was gone. So you were giggling eh?" Beast Boy smirked. Raven drew her hood over her head to cover her face in it's shadow and hide her embarrassment.
Razor was in the workshop with his breastplate on the table. In his hand was his amulet with a small beam emitting from the gem and slowly repairing the large gash. Nightwing was on the other table repairing his own breastplate with a tool kit. "You armor can transform now right?" He questioned. Razor didn't answer but instead and looked up and then went back to his work. "So what all changes on your armor?" "Wings lift, claws lift and open, side thrusters on my boots open up on the tip for more propulsion, small thrusters like slits open up on the leg calves, pauldrons open up in the center to reveal a lens, and the vent on the back of my jetpack open." "Sounds like a lot of wiring." "It is but the wiring is somewhat similar to the wiring in my sunglasses." "Mind showing me your armor when you're done?"
Raven sat in front of the window meditating with her levitating Indian style posture and her chant of magical words. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos." Beast Boy and Cyborg were on the couch playing the Playstation while Starfire sat and watched them joyously. A loud roar suddenly erupted in their air unexpected. Raven lost balance and fell to the ground. "What the hell is that?" Cyborg yelled out as he and the others rushed behind Raven and looked outside. There they saw Nightwing flying with the suit of armor he borrowed from Batman. But strangely, his staff was in his hand. They watched as he swung his staff at a blur that was coming toward him. The staff contacted with the blur and Nightwing's hands were somewhat thrown back.
"Who's that?" Beast Boy asked. "Who ever it is, he's attacking Night. Ok peeps, let's get'em!" Cyborg shouted as his right hand formed into a sonic cannon and shot through the window at the blur. The blur quickly dodged the blast. Raven and Starfire flew out of the window after whatever it was attacking Nightwing while Beast Boy changed into a pterodactyl and picked up Cyborg by the shoulders and joined in the air battle.
Starfire shot her star bolts like crazy trying to subdue the fast opponent. Raven sent out small impact blasts of her psychic energy but missed each time. Cyborg fired as well at the oppoent. With the swift ability of an eagle and the control of a hummingbird, the metallic being dodged each attack with blasts of fire coming from almost all directions, just some weren't as large as the others.
Down below Blackfire appeared from the door, "Hey. Where's the party?" She brought her eyes up, "Oo, playing a little game with a new friend." She flew up and sent her own black bolts at the mysterious opponent. Her target dodged her added assault along with the rest and started to move onto the offensive. The silver like figure with a couple of gold markings flew toward each members of the team and knocked them down to Earth with a well placed non-lethal blow. All they could make out was that it had a human form that was silver and gold for at it knocked each person down, it stopped for a split second.
"Anyone get the license plate of that jet?" Beast Boy joked. "Man, since when did someone become faster then Superman in the air?" Cyborg popped his neck. Nightwing looked at his staff and eyed the deep gashes in it. Each gash had a twin about an inch and a half apart. Their eyes looked at the figuring flying around. The sun acted as a cover so all they could see was a black spot. The spot suddenly stopped and turned around and started to descend. The wind around the team picked up wildly as it drew closer and closer.
In front of them, the figure landed and was revealed to be none other than Razor himself, except this time, his armor was different. The claws were out, his wings were lifted up and bent downward in a crooked L like shape about one foot from the base. The windstones in the wings were several inches off from the sharp bent area and was glowing a bright green. The side thrusters on the boots had their tips opened for a change, thus, they actually had a use instead of being an ornament. The pauldrons were open in the center in a circle to reveal a thick green lens. Hot wind flew from the vents on his jetpack and wings to release what heated air the flying device had inside of it.
"Ra…Ra…Razor?" Starfire asked a bit shaken up. "Dude! Since when did you get new armor?" Beast Boy almost choked in excitement. The wings lowered and went back to their normal position along with the rest of the transformation parts. "This is the same armor." Razor said in his normal cold voice. A voice that fooled everyone except Raven, Starfire and Nightwing. "Amazing. That armor really makes you invincible!" Starfire's eyes lit up, "Can you show me your, huh, what do you call it?" He shrugs a bit, "It's just a transformation." Starfire ran over by him and started to look over the parts that changed. "Well this transformation makes your armor seem really…majestic. How about we call it Zero. How does that sound? Universal Zero. It's pretty nice don't you think."
'Oh great. Now it went from Universal to Universal Zero. I wonder what she'd call Darien's armor transformation? Angel Zero?…heh, never mind. He'd tear off the wings before she even had a chance to.' "Darlin, you look lovely like that. You should keep your wings out like that more often. Makes you look…sexy." Blackfire grinned at Razor in a very, sexy like grin. Like she was his girlfriend who just got a very kinky idea. Raven gave her a life threatening glance. "So, you're transformation is to be called Zero huh? How does that sound to you?" "If I said what I was really thinking then Starfire would cry. Last thing I need her upset and my handgun being taken away."
"Very interesting. So you finally manage to fix your wings. Now we'll see if your ancient technology can really stand against the Dark Regiment's technology." Mark grinned. "But, even if it does, I still hold the trump card my dear younger brother." Mark stood up from his throne as the monitor in front of him turned off. Descending from the stairs, he walked toward the wall to a chained up man. The man had long bangs with the rest of his hair slightly shorter. It was a mess. He wore a green jacket with about two pockets on each side. A black muscle shirt was worn underneath with it's matching black khakis on his legs. On his feet, beneath the chains that bound his legs, were the brown work boots he worn that had seen many battles.
In rage, the man tried to jump at Mark but the restraints of the chains around his wrists and ankles kept him bound. "Darien Therous. Still got some fight in you left. Not too surprising." The man spat at Mark, "You asshole. I'll kick your long haired butt all the way to Odin's castle and back when I get out of these restraints." Mark laughed to himself slightly, "Amusing little threat. But we both know that without your amulet and sword, you wouldn't last a second in a fight against me." Mark lifted up his hand to reveal a necklace's chain wrapped around his hand with a golden ornate with a white orb on it. Raising up his other hand, the large no-dachi on the ground in the corner flew to his hand.
"Kaiser. Interesting nickname for sword of light, Angel Blade." A grin on Mark's face appeared. "Why don't you take a look at your precious upgraded armor of light, Angel." Several men in black uniforms walked in with a very large case of glass. Inside the case was a white suit of armor exactly identical to Razor's armor design, including the transformation parts, except the jetpack was slighting different and the wings were completely different. This jetpack had a large slit running down the right side of the jetpack to hold the sword. The wings though, had no resemblance to the Hybrid Dragon Wings. The beginning of the wings was a huge blue plate with twin flat beams of metal running diagonally down to the feet. The longer of two beams where white while the small was red. At the end the two beams had an angle in the tips so they had a V shape ending when they were touching.
"The armor of light. Similar to my own. Yet it's transformation parts make it truly amazing, just like my brothers. And the Delta Wings. Originally designed by Kyre to be used in our army, now, they're being used by the enemy. With wings like yours and my brother's, humans really do rule the sky." "If you want them so bad, why don't you cut me down and I'll see if I can talk Rayz into helping me gift wrap them for you." "Foolish Light Knight. Being so brave right now wouldn't be so wise." "Whatever." Darien growled before muttering, "Jackass." This, however, brought a smile to Mark. "A fighter as always. That's why I won't kill you right away. You attitude is simply intriguing. Guards! Take the armor to the storage. And take these with you." Mark threw the sword and amulet on the hard floor under his feet. "And when you get back, take our guest to his cell. He's getting a bit tired." "As if. I haven't had a chance to kick your ass yet!" Before Darien knew it, Mark punched him in the gut and knocked the wind out of him before taking his leave.
Stepping out of the room, he was confronted by Slade, "You think it is wise to leave him alive?" "If we kill him now then we might as well fold. Because there's no way you can beat a straight unless you have that ace to complete the royal straight." "What if the Dark Knight refuses to comply with our demands." "Then you better get ready for a long fight. Razor alone is tough, but if he manages to free Darien, then, well let's just say you won't be getting out of bed anytime soon."
