Continued
"He took our gifts!?" Cyborg steamed now, and Beast Boy swore he saw steam blow out of the android's human ears. "Why?"
"I think the more important question is," Raven replied dryly as she peeled the annoying X stuck on her cape. "how did he get his suit back? Didn't Robin lock his belt away?"
Robin shook his head, while using his bird-a-rangs to cut Starfire free from the Red goo that bounded her to the wall. "I don't know how X managed it, but I bet it had something to do with that attack Slade pulled on us months ago" Robin was frustrated, not only by the fact that Red X got away again and that he was his responsibility, but thinking about Slade again just upsetted his mood.
"Just remember Robin." Starfire gave Robin a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "The Red X is our responsibility, not just you. We will defeat him together."
"You bet we'll defeat him! Dude! I spent so much time thinking about what to get for our Secret Santa! He better not open them!" Beast Boy said in an annoyed tone.
"Red X is just a thief, he's not interested in hurting anyone." Robin explained as he picked up his bo staff from the ground. "I think he just wants our attention."
"Well, if he wants to play, we'll play." Cyborg slammed his fists together.
"Ohh! Ohh! Might I inquire what game we will be playing?" Starfire said with curiousity.
Raven put her hood on again, her eyes glowing intensely from her black magic as she answered darkly.
"Cat and Mouse."
"And I already know where our mouse is." Robin held out his T Communicator with a smirk now, a small red bleep moving quickly across the screen.
"Booyah!" Cyborg cheered.
"Alright Titans, lets go make X wish he stayed home this Christmas. Move out!"
The team nodded now, and the five titans jumped out the window, chasing X into the brilliantly lit skyline of downtown.
Jump City Maximum security prison
The storm blew worst here, and only the lights of the Prison walls were visible to the would-be observer.
It was a damn freezing night, and the guard wondered out loud why he was guarding this dump as he paced slowly back and forth in the dimly lit dank hallways.
The door he was guarding contained 'evidence', collected by the police from all the villains that the Titans ever fought. And this cold stormy night was no different from the others the experienced policeman worked on. He was pacing back and forth dutifully in front of the door, as it was the only thing that kept him sane, while thoughts of a nice Christmas break in Fiji floated in his head…
A scrapping sound was heard in the distance, and snapped out of his daydream, the guard leveled his rifle into the dark hallway.
"Whose there?" The guard shouted, then cautiously advanced, rifle drawn and ready. The scrapping sound intensified as he moved down the hallway, then it became mixed in with this soft maniacal laugh that seemed to echo through the empty halls.
"Show yourself!" The guard shouted out, and he immediately received a reply as an object was thrown at him, falling feet away from him on the floor. The guard stared at it curiously, and then it was over.
A brilliant flash of green illuminated the hallway as the guard fell to the floor, seemingly unconscious. Seconds later however, he stood up, lifeless like a robot.
"Excellent…" The dark figure twiddled his hands playfully as he walked past the guard, who followed dutifully as he passed, as if under a sort of trance.
"Ahem…." The figure looked up at the guard now, "that door seems to be a problem peon, open it."
"Yes…" The guard said in a zombie-like voice. The door opened now, and the room's lights turned on, revealing a whole stash of weaponry used by every villain, from Killer Moth to Mad Mod.
"Ah…I must have been good this year, look at all these wonderful presents. " He said triumphantly as he entered the room, his glowing eyes glared maliciously as he rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
"I feel like a kid in a candy store."
(fade to the Prison walls, guards patrol the parameter, looking slightly bored.)
A huge explosion ripped through the prison walls now, followed by the ominous sounds of marching feet. The ground thundered as whatever did that got closer, and the guards began throwing up a road block at the hole in the wall, around twelve of them pointing their rifles in the darkness. The metallic sound of marching grew louder and louder, and each guard kept an itchy finger pressed on the trigger, wondering what horrors awaited them. Then they saw it, out the darkness and clear as day, and one of the guards thought of a wisecrack remark as they opened fire.
The British were coming.
The Redcoated British soldiers seemed as if they were plucked straight out of a history textbook, each sported a brilliant red uniform and gold lace, along with a shako and musket, the only difference of course, was that these soldiers were ten feet tall and metallic.
Mad Mod's Robots.
The guards opened fire in desperation, but they might as well have been throwing pellets at them, for the bullets bounced harmlessly off their metal chests. The guards began fleeing now.
The Prison alarm sounded, and more guards gathered to stop what was at least two dozen robots, who were marching in a straight line out of the compound, oblivious to all the gun fire the guards poured onto them. Riding on the shoulders of one of the Soldiers, was the dark figure…
"I've always knew these chaps were more appropriate for the holidays." He laughed maniacally again as the guards busted down the tall prison gates, marching on into the dark night…
as seen in redemption.
Thanks everyone for the encouraging reviews! Ironic though, i planned this story to be shorter than Redemption, yet it receives more Replies lol! To answer your question, yes this is a sequel to redemption, but i only make a few references to it (like all TT episodes)
Btw, people who notice fluff ;) note, i do not write fluff, just episode style :D so please don't be disappointed if there isn't enough ;) i don't write that stuff.
This story will be shorter than Redemption, i think ill be done before Christmas. Enjoy!