The warehouse by the docks appeared deserted in the late night darkness. Robin scrutinized it closely through his binoculars. A green hawk flew over from the building and alit next to him. The hawk transformed into Beast Boy. "What's the word?" Robin asked, his eyes never leaving the warehouse.

"Six guys in there. Automatic weapons. They look like they're packing stuff up."

Cyborg, Raven, and Starfire were standing behind Robin. When Robin remained silent, Cyborg spoke up. "So, do we go?"

Robin put the binoculars down. "Yes."

Beast Boy turned into a pterosaur, grabbed Cyborg, and flew into the air. Starfire and Raven followed, with Starfire carrying Robin. No one had noticed the watcher in the shadow of the trees behind them.

The men inside the warehouse worked quickly. Their comrades had already moved on, and they were eager to join them. Everything was going according to the plan so far, and soon their vision would be realized.

Their thoughts were interrupted by the main doors of the warehouse exploding inward in a shower of splinters and flame. When the smoke cleared, there stood the Teen Titans.

Cyborg said, "You boys leaving already?"

Robin followed up with, "This party just got going."

The terrorists responded by grabbing their weapons and firing. The Titans ducked for cover as Beastboy said, "Man, our coolest lines are always wasted on guys like this."

Robin growled a quick "We'll discuss it later!" as he threw a birderang at two bad guys and jumped to the side to get a better angle on a third. Starfire covered him, firing starbolts at any criminal dumb enough to stick his head up. Cyborg was working with his sonic cannon, while Raven was levitating crates and throwing them, and Beastboy morphed into an elephant and charged. It wasn't immediately obvious, but the attacks served to herd the terrorists, slowly pushing them into a corner of the building. One of the men grabbed a missile launcher to use against the oncoming Beastboy, but was too hasty, and accidentally triggered it, shooting the missile at the ceiling. The resulting explosion caught Starfire, knocking her to the floor and stunning her momentarily. Another terrorist saw his opportunity and leveled his AK-47 at her.

The energy blasts that knocked the man off his feet surprised three people: the man with the rifle; Robin, who had been rushing to Starfire's aid; and Starfire, who looked up to where the blast had come from. A young man in a reddish uniform was flying near the roof of the warehouse, pointing a wrist laser at the unlucky terrorist. He wore a helmet that covered most of his face, leaving only his mouth and chin visible. Starfire flew up to him.

"Greetings, unknown rescuer! I, Starfire, thank you for saving me. Please, what is your name? Why are you here? Where did you come from? Why do you wear that helmet? Would you like to join us for pizza after the battle?"

The stranger silently scrutinized her for a moment, and then flew up to the ceiling, breaking through it and flying into the night sky. Starfire looked down and saw that her friends had the remaining terrorists under control, and flew up after him. The stranger was fast, and soon Starfire realized she would not be able to catch up to him. With a puzzled sigh, she returned to the warehouse. The fighting was over, and the police were on their way.

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The stranger flew back to downtown Jump City, where he landed on the roof of one of the taller buildings. He was very winded, as he had never flown that fast before. He tore his helmet off, revealing a young, handsome, clean-shaven face, and started angrily pacing. "Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why the hell did I do that? Why the hell did I even go there? Stupid!" He eventually calmed down a little bit and thought the situation over. After a few minutes, he put his helmet back on and flew off.

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After the police took away the criminals, the Titans returned to the Tower. It was still dark, and most of the Titans went up to bed. Robin noticed Starfire lingering behind, and joined her on the couch.

"Something wrong, Star?"

"No, nothing is wrong. I am merely . . . curious. Who do you suppose that flying man was at the warehouse?"

"I was going to check the newspapers in the morning, see if there are any new superheroes in town."

"If there was a new superhero, would we not know of him already?"

Robin tiredly sat back on the couch. "Probably. I'll expand the search to include nearby cities. Maybe someone wanted a change of locale."

Starfire leaned forward to touch Robin's hand. "It will require much time. I will help."

Robin hesitated. Starfire was smarter than most people gave her credit for, but she was often rather unfocused, and that made her inefficient when research needed to be done. Still, she was right about it being a big job, and any help would be welcome. Robin smiled and said, "Sure." He gave Starfire a quick peck on the cheek. "But in the morning. It's late, and researchers need their sleep." They both got up and started upstairs.

At the top of the stairs, Starfire stopped, turned, and gazed out the window. Robin asked, "Star, is there something you're not telling me about this guy?"

Starfire looked at Robin. "No. He was completely unfamiliar. And yet, I have the feeling that he was familiar. As if I know him, somehow, but I have no idea from where." She moved past Robin and up to bed.