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Brogamn- you mean like a spaceship?

Chapter 3

Cyborg's Demise

Robin stood up and stretched in front of the camera, his body aching in several places. When he was satisfied with stretching, he sat back down.

"Cyborg took Beastboy's death the hardest, and I couldn't blame him. He and Beastboy were like brothers. They did nearly everything together. I understand why he blamed me for Beastboy's death though..."

Flashback

It was a day after Beastboy's cruel murder by Riker, and the Titans had returned to the tower from Beastboy's funeral. It had been a big turn out for the funeral; Aqualad and Speedy had shown up, as well as the majority of Jump City. The mayor of Jump City proclaimed it Beastboy Day, in honor and remembrance of the fallen hero. None of it mattered to Cyborg, he had gone straight to his room when they came back. The other Titans sat around, Raven meditated, Starfire was trying to cook, and Robin was training. They did anything to get their mind off their friend; it was just too hard to think about. When Robin finished his workout, he walked back to the living room, to find Cyborg sitting on the couch, his arms crossed, an angry expression on his face. He stood up as Robin entered the room.

"Hey man, I think it's time you told us who this Riker is." Cyborg said.

Robin stared at Cyborg, and nodded. Walking over to the couch, Robin sat down. Raven and Starfire joined him. Cyborg remained standing in front of him.

"Riker belonged to a group that was taken down by myself and the Justice League. They were called the Fallen Angels."

"Why were they called that?" Starfire asked.

"They were called the Fallen Angels because at one point, they were all some sort of heroes. Each had their own city to protect. But at one point, they were cast out of the cites, because their methods were a bit brutal. And destructive. They formed a group, calling themselves the Fallen Angels. Together, they destroyed the cities they once protected." Robin explained. For the next hour, he told them all about the Fallen Angels, who they were, what they did, and how they were taken down. As he finished his story, Cyborg spoke up.

"So it's your fault that Riker got away. It's your fault that BB's dead! HOW COULD YOU LET HIM GET AWAY!?" Cyborg shouted.

Robin stood up and held his hands out in front of him, as if he was trying to ward off Cyborg.

"Cyborg, I couldn't beat him back then! I was helping Batman at the time, still in training. He escaped when no one was watching him!"

"I don't want to hear it." Cyborg said, walking out of the room. "I'm going out."

Cyborg got into his car and drove off into the city, angry with Robin. Angry with himself for not being able to do anything. It was a Friday night; a lot of people were out and about. On dates, hanging out with friends, or just alone, strolling along the sidewalk by themselves. Cyborg watched the people pass by, taking his eyes off the road. When he turned back, he saw Riker standing in the street; his eyes locked onto Cyborg's car. Cyborg hit the gas, hoping to run him over and avenge Beastboy's death. Riker stood there calmly and held out his right arm. Cyborg crashed into the right arm hard, but Riker's superior strength stopped his car instantly, causing Cyborg to fly out the windshield and onto the street. Cyborg quickly got to his feet; his sonic cannon out and ready to fight. Riker calmly turned to face him. All around them, people stopped to watch.

"What's the matter Tin Man? Mad that your friend went to pieces on you?" Riker taunted, his raspy voice making it seem all the more evil.

"Shut up! You have no right to talk about him or any of my friends!" Cyborg shouted.

Aiming his cannon, Cyborg unleashed a giant blast at Riker. The blast missed and hit his car, causing it to explode. When the smoke cleared, Riker was no where to be seen. Cyborg smiled a grim smile of victory, until someone tapped him on the back.

"Sorry, you missed." Riker said, as he grabbed Cyborg by his shoulders and flung him into a crowd of people. Pained screams were heard by the people crushed by Cyborg's heavy body, bones crunched and curses were shouted out as well. Cyborg quickly got off the people he had landed on, and was met with a powerful blast from Riker, the force of the blast knocking Cyborg through the building behind him. The unfortunate people that were crushed by Cyborg were vaporized by the blast. Riker charged in after the Robotic Teen, and found him struggling to get out of a pile of debris that had fallen on him. Riker stopped for a second, then resumed his charge, punching Cyborg hard in the chest, denting his armor plating and knocking him deeper into the pile. Riker continued to punch him over and over again, Cyborg's armor dented again and again until it reached his internal organs, shredding them with each hit that Riker landed. With one last punch, Riker threw his fist so hard it went right through Cyborg and out his back. Pulling out his internal computer, Riker crushed it in his hand. Cyborg's normally blue armor turned black, his red eye faded. Reaching into his pocket, Riker produced a six-pound block

of C-4. Enough to take out more then a few city streets. Arming it, he put it in the center of where he had punched through Cyborg. Riker stepped back and laughed, melting into the ground and vanishing into the sewers.

TITAN'S TOWER

Robin had been answering the question given to him by the other two Titans, when a loud explosion was heard, then seen, as a mushroom cloud rose from the city, destroying nearly half the city. The Titans gasped as they watched what was happening before their very eyes. Raven suddenly began to sob silently.

"Cy...Cyborg's gone." She said.

Robin and Starfire turned to their dark friend.

"What do you mean Cyborg's gone? He can't be!" Robin said.

"He's gone Robin. I can feel it. Cyborg has joined Beastboy..." Raven said, sobbing even harder.

Robin slumped against the wall and slid down to a sitting position, bringing his knees to his chest and letting his head fall between them. Starfire sat next to him, crying softly.