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He led me through hallways with extravagant wallpaper and tiles. Eventually we made our way into the lounge. There was tea on the table.
"How did you know I was Batman?" Bruce asked.
"Robin told us." Cyborg said.
"Actually, Robin made the mistake of telling us." I said, smiling.
"That idiot." Bruce remarked. I had never heard anyone call Robin an idiot. Robin could beat up just about everyone.
"We need your help," I blurted.
"Hmm?" He said, looking up from his cup of tea.
"I need to find someone. Some people, actually."
"So get up and look." Bruce said.
"He can't" Cyborg said, standing up.
"Sit down, boy." Bruce said. Cyborg started to look angry.
"Calm down Cy." I said. "They don't exist, Mr. Wayne. Actually, they disappeared."
"And you want to find them and save them." He said.
"No. They destroyed their identities, and we can't track them. Then we need they're help to find our friend."
"That's a problem." Bruce said.
"So can you help us or not?" Cyborg asked.
"Why should I?" He said, starting to drink his tea.
"Why you little!!" Cyborg stood up and his arm turned into a cannon.
"Whoa. Calm down Cy. What's the matter with you anyway?" I asked.
"I'll tell you. This playboy has everything in the world, all the money he can dream of, and he's a superhero!!!!! And who does he help? Only the people in trouble. What about the people in terrorist attacks? What about the people in the war? What about people in car accidents? What about them? This guy has a chance to make the world a utopia, but he spends it on the junkyard of a city, and yet there is still more crime than ever!!!"
We both stared at him.
"Cyborg, try to picture a world without Mr. Wayne. Gotham wouldn't even be here, we wouldn't find Jinx, Gizmo, or Mammoth, and then we couldn't rescue Raven."
"Raven?" Bruce asked.
"A girl in the team." I said. "The damsel in distress."
"I wouldn't say that." Cyborg said. He had cooled down. Obviously, the last episode was just a mood burst. He was never like that before.
"Ok. I'll help you find them." Bruce said. He led us down to the basement, which was covered with bats. There was a huge computer.
"This is what will find the gang, right?" I asked.
"Only if they're outdoors."
"I'll need a picture." He said.
"Uh oh." Cyborg moaned.
"Wait." I said, taking out my wallet. "Here." I handed Bruce a picture of everyone.
"I didn't know you had those" Cyborg said.
"There are a lot of things you don't know." I responded.
"I found them." Bruce said. The computer zoomed in on a small section of Metropolis.
"Thanks Mr. Wayne. We have to go now."
"Say hello to Robin for me." Bruce said.
We left in a hurry. The T-car was parked real close, and we sped off.
"Were is Metropolis?" I asked.
"Over there" Cyborg said, pointing to a map in the car.
"Eyes on the road, EYES ON THE ROAD!!!!!!!" I yelled, barely colliding with an 18-wheeler. "Stupid."
About an hour later, I was asleep when we reached Metropolis.
"This is better than Gotham." I said. We walked along in the streets, searching the city.
"We should have asked where they were." I said.
We continued walking until we saw a gang making graffiti on an apartment building.
"Hey! That ain't your house!" Cyborg shouted, running after them. I sighed and followed. Most of the punks ran before the rest, and we only caught two of them.
"Hey! It's—" one of them started to say. But I realized it.
"It's you guys! Jinx, Mammoth, and Gizmo! What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Nothing." Gizmo said.
"You guys are better than this. You don't need to graffiti stuff! You're too good for that!" I said.
"Why are you here, Tomb?" Jinx said.
"I need your help."
"For?" Mammoth said.
"Raven was kidnapped. We need help finding her." Cyborg said.
"Again?" yelled Jinx.
"Can you let me go?" Gizmo asked. We were holding them by their necks.
"Sorry." I said, letting go. "So, are you gonna help us or not?"
"Why should we?" Mammoth said.
"Because being petty criminals is a new level of low. You can stay with us. Come on." I pleaded.
"Well, we are broke." Jinx said. "I guess. But don't get used to it." She added.
"Being on the street's added a new layer of tough to you." I said to her. "You used to be so nice."
"Yea, well, that's not the point. So are we leaving or what?"
"Sure get in the car." Cyborg said.
When everyone was in the car, Cyborg sped off back to Jump City.
Ok, well that was pretty long. Please R+R. BTW, Jump City is where the Titans live in the comics, so I assume it's where they live in the cartoon.
He led me through hallways with extravagant wallpaper and tiles. Eventually we made our way into the lounge. There was tea on the table.
"How did you know I was Batman?" Bruce asked.
"Robin told us." Cyborg said.
"Actually, Robin made the mistake of telling us." I said, smiling.
"That idiot." Bruce remarked. I had never heard anyone call Robin an idiot. Robin could beat up just about everyone.
"We need your help," I blurted.
"Hmm?" He said, looking up from his cup of tea.
"I need to find someone. Some people, actually."
"So get up and look." Bruce said.
"He can't" Cyborg said, standing up.
"Sit down, boy." Bruce said. Cyborg started to look angry.
"Calm down Cy." I said. "They don't exist, Mr. Wayne. Actually, they disappeared."
"And you want to find them and save them." He said.
"No. They destroyed their identities, and we can't track them. Then we need they're help to find our friend."
"That's a problem." Bruce said.
"So can you help us or not?" Cyborg asked.
"Why should I?" He said, starting to drink his tea.
"Why you little!!" Cyborg stood up and his arm turned into a cannon.
"Whoa. Calm down Cy. What's the matter with you anyway?" I asked.
"I'll tell you. This playboy has everything in the world, all the money he can dream of, and he's a superhero!!!!! And who does he help? Only the people in trouble. What about the people in terrorist attacks? What about the people in the war? What about people in car accidents? What about them? This guy has a chance to make the world a utopia, but he spends it on the junkyard of a city, and yet there is still more crime than ever!!!"
We both stared at him.
"Cyborg, try to picture a world without Mr. Wayne. Gotham wouldn't even be here, we wouldn't find Jinx, Gizmo, or Mammoth, and then we couldn't rescue Raven."
"Raven?" Bruce asked.
"A girl in the team." I said. "The damsel in distress."
"I wouldn't say that." Cyborg said. He had cooled down. Obviously, the last episode was just a mood burst. He was never like that before.
"Ok. I'll help you find them." Bruce said. He led us down to the basement, which was covered with bats. There was a huge computer.
"This is what will find the gang, right?" I asked.
"Only if they're outdoors."
"I'll need a picture." He said.
"Uh oh." Cyborg moaned.
"Wait." I said, taking out my wallet. "Here." I handed Bruce a picture of everyone.
"I didn't know you had those" Cyborg said.
"There are a lot of things you don't know." I responded.
"I found them." Bruce said. The computer zoomed in on a small section of Metropolis.
"Thanks Mr. Wayne. We have to go now."
"Say hello to Robin for me." Bruce said.
We left in a hurry. The T-car was parked real close, and we sped off.
"Were is Metropolis?" I asked.
"Over there" Cyborg said, pointing to a map in the car.
"Eyes on the road, EYES ON THE ROAD!!!!!!!" I yelled, barely colliding with an 18-wheeler. "Stupid."
About an hour later, I was asleep when we reached Metropolis.
"This is better than Gotham." I said. We walked along in the streets, searching the city.
"We should have asked where they were." I said.
We continued walking until we saw a gang making graffiti on an apartment building.
"Hey! That ain't your house!" Cyborg shouted, running after them. I sighed and followed. Most of the punks ran before the rest, and we only caught two of them.
"Hey! It's—" one of them started to say. But I realized it.
"It's you guys! Jinx, Mammoth, and Gizmo! What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Nothing." Gizmo said.
"You guys are better than this. You don't need to graffiti stuff! You're too good for that!" I said.
"Why are you here, Tomb?" Jinx said.
"I need your help."
"For?" Mammoth said.
"Raven was kidnapped. We need help finding her." Cyborg said.
"Again?" yelled Jinx.
"Can you let me go?" Gizmo asked. We were holding them by their necks.
"Sorry." I said, letting go. "So, are you gonna help us or not?"
"Why should we?" Mammoth said.
"Because being petty criminals is a new level of low. You can stay with us. Come on." I pleaded.
"Well, we are broke." Jinx said. "I guess. But don't get used to it." She added.
"Being on the street's added a new layer of tough to you." I said to her. "You used to be so nice."
"Yea, well, that's not the point. So are we leaving or what?"
"Sure get in the car." Cyborg said.
When everyone was in the car, Cyborg sped off back to Jump City.
Ok, well that was pretty long. Please R+R. BTW, Jump City is where the Titans live in the comics, so I assume it's where they live in the cartoon.