OK. I know that in every chapter I add a new character well guess what. I've been getting this a lot: Put Raven in the next chapter; Save her for last etc etc. Well in this chapter I'm not adding any character. I want you to decide who'll be next. Whoever gets the most votes will be added next. I hope you understand. Think of it like American Idol…you decide who moves onto the next chapter. And on the plus side, there's no Ryan Seacrest.
PS: To any big fans of BB, he was not in anyway…'violated' by that gang. I said that they targeted young men. But maybe I'll mention that in this chapter.
Chapter Seven: An Interesting Day in Town
"Did he die?" Robin heard Starfire ask.
"No," Beast Boy answered. "He just fainted."
"But why?" the alien teenager asked. "Is this man some sort of enemy to Robin?"
Though Robin couldn't see the conversation taking place, he was visualizing it in his mind. Starfire was probably checking to see if he was still breathing and BB was standing on the other side, contemplating if he would be out long enough to put Robin's hand in a bowl of warm water.
His eyes suddenly burst open and he jumped up, earning a gasp from both of his partners.
"He's not my enemy," explained Robin. "He's the one who taught me everything I need to know." He turned to Starfire and explained, "This man is Bruce Wayne. He's one of the wealthiest men alive today. He's also one of the greatest crime fighter's of all time: Batman. He took me off the streets and made me his sidekick."
"So why does he wish to speak with you?" asked Starfire.
Robin sighed. "I don't know. Chances are he's recalling me."
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow. "Meaning…?"
Robin turned to his green friend. "Meaning that I go back to Gotham and my little stint here in Jump City ends."
"Oh, hell no," cried Beast Boy. "No way am I leaving this place. I've finally got a home and some lunatic who thinks he's a bat decides against me…SCREW THAT. (AN: Was that OOC?) Robin, you gotta call him back."
"Agreed," said Starfire. "Perhaps you can make an appeal to remain at this position."
She's right, thought Robin, I've waited a long time for a position on my own and now he wants to take it away from me? Ha! I've got five words for Bruce: 'From my cold dead hands'.
"All right," said Robin. "I'll do it. Question is…where is Bruce?"
No one had responded to the telephone at Wayne Manor and Beast Boy had discovered, with Starfire's assistance, that Bruce had made sure no one would be able to trace the call.
"I am confused," confessed Starfire. "If your mentor wishes for you to contact him, why does he make it so difficult?"
Robin played the message again on one of the small computers and listened to it quietly.
"Because," explained Robin. "It's a test. He wants to see if I can find him."
"So how do we do that?" asked Beast Boy.
"We have to look through the message very thoroughly," answered Robin. "That's our only clue."
Robin hit the play button and listened to the message again.
He clicked it off.
"Hear anything?"
Starfire leaned closer to Robin and the screen.
Her breathing was sending shivers down his neck as she replayed the last five seconds of the message.
"There," she said. "I am quite certain I can hear something."
"Let's see," said Robin as he increased the background noise so that it would be more powerful than Bruce's voice. As he spoke there was a rumbling going on in the background.
"That sounds like rocket exhaust," Robin hypothesized.
"Indeed," agreed Starfire. "I knew that sounded familiar."
"So, where would you need Bruce Wayne to launch a rocket?" Beast Boy asked.
Robin sat back in his chair for five seconds before he snapped his fingers and came up with the response.
"Wayne Aerospace."
Bruce Wayne leaned over the chair of one of the workers at Wayne Aerospace, whose job was to monitor satellite data.
"Wherever it is, sir," said the man, "it's gone."
"Last known position?" demanded Bruce.
"Jump City," replied the man. "Disappeared from our view about thirty minutes ago. Looks like it went towards that tower Batman set up."
Bruce Wayne gave a sigh. "Thanks. Let me know if anything else happens. I'll be in my office; I promised the Pentagon people I would give them an update."
Bruce's satellites were quick to pick up the alien vessel that had entered the atmosphere on a course that was unknown. And of course the government was always worried about unidentified vessels. The biggest fear next to terrorist attacks was alien invasions.
As he entered his office, the telephone instantly rang.
General Wilkes must have known I was on my way, thought Bruce as he closed the door and picked up the receiver. "Wayne here."
"You called," said a familiar voice on the other line.
Bruce knew instantly who it was.
"Tim," he began urgently, "listen to me. A UFO landed a short while ago and I just found out that it vanished near the tower. What's going on?"
There was a laugh at the other end. "Relax. I've met the pilot."
"What his intent?"
"Actually, it's 'what's her intent'. And she's doing a coming of age ritual. It seems I've started a trend."
Bruce suddenly heard giggling in the background along with some squeaky laughter.
"Is that her?" he asked.
"Her and Beast Boy," replied Robin.
"Beast Boy?"
"Oh, yea. I should have told you about him. Friendly kid. Did you know he's a shape-shifter?"
"No."
"Now that's a pity. He can transform into any animal."
"What's your situation with them?"
Robin's voice now became extremely pleasant. "They're living with me. We're gonna form our own crime fighting team."
"Tell your alien female friend that the next time she wishes to land on earth, she might want to contact one of the regional governments."
"Oh and I'm sure she'd love all the dissections and probing she'd have to go through too," said Robin sarcastically.
Bruce Wayne hung up.
"Get me the Pentagon," he said into his intercom.
There was a pause followed by a voice saying, "This is Wiles."
"You being recalled?" asked Beast Boy.
Robin shook his head. "Just wanted to make sure we welcome our new friend into the neighborhood."
Starfire instantly zoomed up towards the ceiling. "Glorious. Come, friends. We must celebrate the non-recall."
"Well that's great," began Beast Boy, "but who's got money?"
Robin reached into his utility belt and pulled out what seemed to be a credit card that had the mayor of Gotham's-Hamilton Hill- signature on it. It enabled Robin to buy whatever he wanted cost-free in Gotham as a thank-you gift for all the service he had done.
And he never got a bill for it.
"I've got one word for you two," he said with a grin. "Spree!"
While the two males gave each other high-fives, Starfire sat in confusion as she waited for them to stop celebrating to ask them what a spree was.
The day had blossomed into a beautiful summer afternoon and the three teenagers had decided that they would walk into town. Robin wore his costume because he figured that if any trouble were to come up, he wouldn't have to change at all.
"Where do we 'spree' first?" asked Starfire, who was eager to shop for the first time on Earth.
"Convenience store," crowed Beast Boy. It made sense anyway since they were walking right past the store. "We should party tonight and that's where we can get junk food and stuff."
Starfire raised an eyebrow. "Junk food?"
"Non-nutritional supplements," explained Robin. "They taste very good."
"Glorious," said Starfire as the bell rang over their head as Beast Boy pulled open the door.
"Bitch," cried a male voice inside the store, "I want my goddamn money back!"
"You only gave me five dollars," another voice cried back.
Robin could tell by the voice that the woman was a young oriental woman who was probably in her twenties. (AN: Hey, he was trained by Batman! He's got an ear for that sort of thing)
The three teens rushed in to see if there what was going on but did so that they didn't draw attention to themselves.
Behind the cashier was Robin's oriental woman who indeed was in her twenties.
In front of the counter was a twenty year old white male 50 Cent (AN: I refuse to spell 'fiddy'.) wannabe. "I gave you twenty freaking dollars."
"No you didn't," cried the cashier. "You only gave me five dollars."
"No," disagreed the wannabe, "I gave you twenty and I ain't gonna be arguin' with your fat ass, homegirl."
Over by the candy stands, Beast Boy had to muffle a laugh with his two hands so that neither of the two arguers would hear them.
Robin and Starfire stood near the back of the store where the large fridges which stored various amounts of soda were stored. The Teen Wonder questioned how long they had until something happened or when they were noticed.
"Homegirl!?"
"I want my damn change back!"
"Go home," cried the cashier. "You only gave me five dollars. Not gonna get change back."
Beast Boy, now holding a large Tootsie Roll in his hand, approached behind the wannabe. He wasn't going to interfere; he just wanted something to snack on while he shopped for other junk food.
The wannabe growled. "You know what the problem is with you Chinese—"
Robin clasped his hands over Starfire's ears so she would hear the twelve letter curse (AN: It starts with mother…). He didn't want to explain that one to her yet.
The cashier didn't seem to take any offence to the last word of the sentence but was upset about the word before.
"Chinese?" she shouted. "I'm not Chinese, I'm Japanese." She shouted a curse at the wannabe in her native tongue.
He didn't care. "Shut up. Homegirl, don't go talking that Japanese crap up in here."
Reaching into the front of his pants, he pulled out a .45 automatic and aimed it at the cashier's head.
Beast Boy instantly dropped his Tootsie Roll and morphed into a boa constrictor while Robin and Starfire stood at the ready.
Wrapping himself up the wannabe's leg he almost got the gun when suddenly Beast Boy felt his throat being squeezed and all air being stopped. He had to revert to his original form if he stood any chance of survival. But only doing so put him in chocking hold with the gun pointed at his temple.
"Make any move," cried the wannabe, "and you're dead."
"Let him go," said Robin.
"Surrender," declared Starfire.
"Don't bet on it, ho!" He released Beast Boy and aimed his gun at the windows of the store. At the same time of boom the windows shattered and broke. The wannabe bent down and picked up Beast Boy's candy and instantly dashed out of the window and into the streets.
Starfire and Robin immediately dashed to Beast Boy who was still gasping for breath.
"Are you damaged?" asked Starfire.
Beast Boy took a few deep breaths before wheezing, "He stole my Tootsie Roll."
"Don't move," said Robin. He turned to Starfire. "Come on. Time to go crime fighting!"
Starfire flew, while Robin ran, out of the glass hole in the window and chased after the wannabe.
Robin could feel his blood boiling and his adrenaline levels getting higher and higher.
"Star," shouted Robin, "ready a bolt."
The alien girl's hand began to glow green and a bolt shot out of her hand, striking the wannabe in the back, sending him high in the air. Robin found this ample time to throw a birdarang and have it tie around the wannabe's ankles. He dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
As Starfire and Robin approached him to take him into custody, Beast Boy came running up.
"Can't let you two have all the fun," he said. He looked at the wannabe. "Seems like you already did."
Robin took out his wallet and emptied a few pennies into his hand. He bent down and then picked something out of the wannabe's hand.
He handed the candy to Beast Boy. "There's your candy." He threw the pennies hard on the wannabe. "There's your change."
Starfire instantly kicked the wannabe in the back.
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow at her.
"Forgive me," she apologized. "Was that not necessary?"
Robin heard a police siren approaching and then heard the cashier running out of the store shouting, "Arrest that wanksta. Arrest that wanksta."
After buying almost twenty pounds of junk food, Starfire finally found a way to show her thanks to Robin and Beast Boy.
"You're going to make me a costume?" the green teen asked her.
She nodded, knowing that the workout costume Robin had leant him was insufficient for such a brave person such as him.
After emerging from the fabric store with two brown bags, Starfire announced that she was ready to return to the tower.
"You work pretty fast," Beast Boy remarked when she told him that he had finished.
The costume awaited him in his room. He was to try it on and then show it off to Robin and Starfire.
He entered his room and allowed the door to hiss shut.
While he did his thing, Starfire turned to Robin. "Tell me, Robin. What can I do for you to repay you for taking me into your tower?"
Robin raised a hand in objection. "Nothing, Star. Just…be my friend."
The door hissed open. There stood Beat Boy in a black suit which had a large streak of purple down the middle. Across his waist was a belt which resembled Robin's slightly. On his hands were gray gloves and on his feet, black and purple shoes.
He didn't look entirely satisfied.
"It's purple," he said. "Guys don't wear purple."
"No," defended Starfire, "on my planet, the color purple signifies bravery and compassion."
Robin decided he would come to the aid of his friend. "Yea, Beast Boy. Besides, it takes a brave man to wear a color like purple or pink in public." He snapped his fingers. "You know, three weeks ago I saw Hugh Hefner on ET. Wearing a pink shirt."
Beast Boy sighed. "All right. I'll do it, but only because I'm living with you guys."
Robin smiled. "Great, let's watch a movie and use up that junk food."
"Anything good on at eight o'clock?" Beast Boy asked as he led the two others to the big screen TV. He quickly forgot about his purple uniform.
Starfire picked up an issue of TV Guide. "Perhaps the movie Jaws can entertain us?"
Robin nodded. It was a movie that wouldn't take a lot of explaining. He sat down between her and Beast Boy. In less than 72 hours in Jump City, he made two friends he knew were perfect for him.
To Be Continued…
Ok, so the message from Bruce wasn't so urgent but…sorry.
I know I haven't updated in a LONG time and I'm REALLY sorry. I've just been busy and all and I should have made more time. Sorry if this chapter seems crap-tacular but I wanted to get it done. Please don't kill me. I will update ASAP. In the mean time, keep R&R'n. I got so many when I didn't update that it inspired me.
Don't forget: YOU get to choose the next Titan who shows up. It's down to Cyborg and Raven. Who will be the next…Teen Titan? Shadow Avenger out!
Damn, I find that Ryan guy really annoying!
God Bless Ronald Wilson Reagan from Shadow Avenger, a Canadian who is not afraid to show respect to the fallen leader of a great nation.
PS: To any big fans of BB, he was not in anyway…'violated' by that gang. I said that they targeted young men. But maybe I'll mention that in this chapter.
Chapter Seven: An Interesting Day in Town
"Did he die?" Robin heard Starfire ask.
"No," Beast Boy answered. "He just fainted."
"But why?" the alien teenager asked. "Is this man some sort of enemy to Robin?"
Though Robin couldn't see the conversation taking place, he was visualizing it in his mind. Starfire was probably checking to see if he was still breathing and BB was standing on the other side, contemplating if he would be out long enough to put Robin's hand in a bowl of warm water.
His eyes suddenly burst open and he jumped up, earning a gasp from both of his partners.
"He's not my enemy," explained Robin. "He's the one who taught me everything I need to know." He turned to Starfire and explained, "This man is Bruce Wayne. He's one of the wealthiest men alive today. He's also one of the greatest crime fighter's of all time: Batman. He took me off the streets and made me his sidekick."
"So why does he wish to speak with you?" asked Starfire.
Robin sighed. "I don't know. Chances are he's recalling me."
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow. "Meaning…?"
Robin turned to his green friend. "Meaning that I go back to Gotham and my little stint here in Jump City ends."
"Oh, hell no," cried Beast Boy. "No way am I leaving this place. I've finally got a home and some lunatic who thinks he's a bat decides against me…SCREW THAT. (AN: Was that OOC?) Robin, you gotta call him back."
"Agreed," said Starfire. "Perhaps you can make an appeal to remain at this position."
She's right, thought Robin, I've waited a long time for a position on my own and now he wants to take it away from me? Ha! I've got five words for Bruce: 'From my cold dead hands'.
"All right," said Robin. "I'll do it. Question is…where is Bruce?"
No one had responded to the telephone at Wayne Manor and Beast Boy had discovered, with Starfire's assistance, that Bruce had made sure no one would be able to trace the call.
"I am confused," confessed Starfire. "If your mentor wishes for you to contact him, why does he make it so difficult?"
Robin played the message again on one of the small computers and listened to it quietly.
"Because," explained Robin. "It's a test. He wants to see if I can find him."
"So how do we do that?" asked Beast Boy.
"We have to look through the message very thoroughly," answered Robin. "That's our only clue."
Robin hit the play button and listened to the message again.
He clicked it off.
"Hear anything?"
Starfire leaned closer to Robin and the screen.
Her breathing was sending shivers down his neck as she replayed the last five seconds of the message.
"There," she said. "I am quite certain I can hear something."
"Let's see," said Robin as he increased the background noise so that it would be more powerful than Bruce's voice. As he spoke there was a rumbling going on in the background.
"That sounds like rocket exhaust," Robin hypothesized.
"Indeed," agreed Starfire. "I knew that sounded familiar."
"So, where would you need Bruce Wayne to launch a rocket?" Beast Boy asked.
Robin sat back in his chair for five seconds before he snapped his fingers and came up with the response.
"Wayne Aerospace."
Bruce Wayne leaned over the chair of one of the workers at Wayne Aerospace, whose job was to monitor satellite data.
"Wherever it is, sir," said the man, "it's gone."
"Last known position?" demanded Bruce.
"Jump City," replied the man. "Disappeared from our view about thirty minutes ago. Looks like it went towards that tower Batman set up."
Bruce Wayne gave a sigh. "Thanks. Let me know if anything else happens. I'll be in my office; I promised the Pentagon people I would give them an update."
Bruce's satellites were quick to pick up the alien vessel that had entered the atmosphere on a course that was unknown. And of course the government was always worried about unidentified vessels. The biggest fear next to terrorist attacks was alien invasions.
As he entered his office, the telephone instantly rang.
General Wilkes must have known I was on my way, thought Bruce as he closed the door and picked up the receiver. "Wayne here."
"You called," said a familiar voice on the other line.
Bruce knew instantly who it was.
"Tim," he began urgently, "listen to me. A UFO landed a short while ago and I just found out that it vanished near the tower. What's going on?"
There was a laugh at the other end. "Relax. I've met the pilot."
"What his intent?"
"Actually, it's 'what's her intent'. And she's doing a coming of age ritual. It seems I've started a trend."
Bruce suddenly heard giggling in the background along with some squeaky laughter.
"Is that her?" he asked.
"Her and Beast Boy," replied Robin.
"Beast Boy?"
"Oh, yea. I should have told you about him. Friendly kid. Did you know he's a shape-shifter?"
"No."
"Now that's a pity. He can transform into any animal."
"What's your situation with them?"
Robin's voice now became extremely pleasant. "They're living with me. We're gonna form our own crime fighting team."
"Tell your alien female friend that the next time she wishes to land on earth, she might want to contact one of the regional governments."
"Oh and I'm sure she'd love all the dissections and probing she'd have to go through too," said Robin sarcastically.
Bruce Wayne hung up.
"Get me the Pentagon," he said into his intercom.
There was a pause followed by a voice saying, "This is Wiles."
"You being recalled?" asked Beast Boy.
Robin shook his head. "Just wanted to make sure we welcome our new friend into the neighborhood."
Starfire instantly zoomed up towards the ceiling. "Glorious. Come, friends. We must celebrate the non-recall."
"Well that's great," began Beast Boy, "but who's got money?"
Robin reached into his utility belt and pulled out what seemed to be a credit card that had the mayor of Gotham's-Hamilton Hill- signature on it. It enabled Robin to buy whatever he wanted cost-free in Gotham as a thank-you gift for all the service he had done.
And he never got a bill for it.
"I've got one word for you two," he said with a grin. "Spree!"
While the two males gave each other high-fives, Starfire sat in confusion as she waited for them to stop celebrating to ask them what a spree was.
The day had blossomed into a beautiful summer afternoon and the three teenagers had decided that they would walk into town. Robin wore his costume because he figured that if any trouble were to come up, he wouldn't have to change at all.
"Where do we 'spree' first?" asked Starfire, who was eager to shop for the first time on Earth.
"Convenience store," crowed Beast Boy. It made sense anyway since they were walking right past the store. "We should party tonight and that's where we can get junk food and stuff."
Starfire raised an eyebrow. "Junk food?"
"Non-nutritional supplements," explained Robin. "They taste very good."
"Glorious," said Starfire as the bell rang over their head as Beast Boy pulled open the door.
"Bitch," cried a male voice inside the store, "I want my goddamn money back!"
"You only gave me five dollars," another voice cried back.
Robin could tell by the voice that the woman was a young oriental woman who was probably in her twenties. (AN: Hey, he was trained by Batman! He's got an ear for that sort of thing)
The three teens rushed in to see if there what was going on but did so that they didn't draw attention to themselves.
Behind the cashier was Robin's oriental woman who indeed was in her twenties.
In front of the counter was a twenty year old white male 50 Cent (AN: I refuse to spell 'fiddy'.) wannabe. "I gave you twenty freaking dollars."
"No you didn't," cried the cashier. "You only gave me five dollars."
"No," disagreed the wannabe, "I gave you twenty and I ain't gonna be arguin' with your fat ass, homegirl."
Over by the candy stands, Beast Boy had to muffle a laugh with his two hands so that neither of the two arguers would hear them.
Robin and Starfire stood near the back of the store where the large fridges which stored various amounts of soda were stored. The Teen Wonder questioned how long they had until something happened or when they were noticed.
"Homegirl!?"
"I want my damn change back!"
"Go home," cried the cashier. "You only gave me five dollars. Not gonna get change back."
Beast Boy, now holding a large Tootsie Roll in his hand, approached behind the wannabe. He wasn't going to interfere; he just wanted something to snack on while he shopped for other junk food.
The wannabe growled. "You know what the problem is with you Chinese—"
Robin clasped his hands over Starfire's ears so she would hear the twelve letter curse (AN: It starts with mother…). He didn't want to explain that one to her yet.
The cashier didn't seem to take any offence to the last word of the sentence but was upset about the word before.
"Chinese?" she shouted. "I'm not Chinese, I'm Japanese." She shouted a curse at the wannabe in her native tongue.
He didn't care. "Shut up. Homegirl, don't go talking that Japanese crap up in here."
Reaching into the front of his pants, he pulled out a .45 automatic and aimed it at the cashier's head.
Beast Boy instantly dropped his Tootsie Roll and morphed into a boa constrictor while Robin and Starfire stood at the ready.
Wrapping himself up the wannabe's leg he almost got the gun when suddenly Beast Boy felt his throat being squeezed and all air being stopped. He had to revert to his original form if he stood any chance of survival. But only doing so put him in chocking hold with the gun pointed at his temple.
"Make any move," cried the wannabe, "and you're dead."
"Let him go," said Robin.
"Surrender," declared Starfire.
"Don't bet on it, ho!" He released Beast Boy and aimed his gun at the windows of the store. At the same time of boom the windows shattered and broke. The wannabe bent down and picked up Beast Boy's candy and instantly dashed out of the window and into the streets.
Starfire and Robin immediately dashed to Beast Boy who was still gasping for breath.
"Are you damaged?" asked Starfire.
Beast Boy took a few deep breaths before wheezing, "He stole my Tootsie Roll."
"Don't move," said Robin. He turned to Starfire. "Come on. Time to go crime fighting!"
Starfire flew, while Robin ran, out of the glass hole in the window and chased after the wannabe.
Robin could feel his blood boiling and his adrenaline levels getting higher and higher.
"Star," shouted Robin, "ready a bolt."
The alien girl's hand began to glow green and a bolt shot out of her hand, striking the wannabe in the back, sending him high in the air. Robin found this ample time to throw a birdarang and have it tie around the wannabe's ankles. He dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
As Starfire and Robin approached him to take him into custody, Beast Boy came running up.
"Can't let you two have all the fun," he said. He looked at the wannabe. "Seems like you already did."
Robin took out his wallet and emptied a few pennies into his hand. He bent down and then picked something out of the wannabe's hand.
He handed the candy to Beast Boy. "There's your candy." He threw the pennies hard on the wannabe. "There's your change."
Starfire instantly kicked the wannabe in the back.
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow at her.
"Forgive me," she apologized. "Was that not necessary?"
Robin heard a police siren approaching and then heard the cashier running out of the store shouting, "Arrest that wanksta. Arrest that wanksta."
After buying almost twenty pounds of junk food, Starfire finally found a way to show her thanks to Robin and Beast Boy.
"You're going to make me a costume?" the green teen asked her.
She nodded, knowing that the workout costume Robin had leant him was insufficient for such a brave person such as him.
After emerging from the fabric store with two brown bags, Starfire announced that she was ready to return to the tower.
"You work pretty fast," Beast Boy remarked when she told him that he had finished.
The costume awaited him in his room. He was to try it on and then show it off to Robin and Starfire.
He entered his room and allowed the door to hiss shut.
While he did his thing, Starfire turned to Robin. "Tell me, Robin. What can I do for you to repay you for taking me into your tower?"
Robin raised a hand in objection. "Nothing, Star. Just…be my friend."
The door hissed open. There stood Beat Boy in a black suit which had a large streak of purple down the middle. Across his waist was a belt which resembled Robin's slightly. On his hands were gray gloves and on his feet, black and purple shoes.
He didn't look entirely satisfied.
"It's purple," he said. "Guys don't wear purple."
"No," defended Starfire, "on my planet, the color purple signifies bravery and compassion."
Robin decided he would come to the aid of his friend. "Yea, Beast Boy. Besides, it takes a brave man to wear a color like purple or pink in public." He snapped his fingers. "You know, three weeks ago I saw Hugh Hefner on ET. Wearing a pink shirt."
Beast Boy sighed. "All right. I'll do it, but only because I'm living with you guys."
Robin smiled. "Great, let's watch a movie and use up that junk food."
"Anything good on at eight o'clock?" Beast Boy asked as he led the two others to the big screen TV. He quickly forgot about his purple uniform.
Starfire picked up an issue of TV Guide. "Perhaps the movie Jaws can entertain us?"
Robin nodded. It was a movie that wouldn't take a lot of explaining. He sat down between her and Beast Boy. In less than 72 hours in Jump City, he made two friends he knew were perfect for him.
To Be Continued…
Ok, so the message from Bruce wasn't so urgent but…sorry.
I know I haven't updated in a LONG time and I'm REALLY sorry. I've just been busy and all and I should have made more time. Sorry if this chapter seems crap-tacular but I wanted to get it done. Please don't kill me. I will update ASAP. In the mean time, keep R&R'n. I got so many when I didn't update that it inspired me.
Don't forget: YOU get to choose the next Titan who shows up. It's down to Cyborg and Raven. Who will be the next…Teen Titan? Shadow Avenger out!
Damn, I find that Ryan guy really annoying!
God Bless Ronald Wilson Reagan from Shadow Avenger, a Canadian who is not afraid to show respect to the fallen leader of a great nation.