"Good morning Gothlam City! It's 7am on Saturday, October 14th and we're starting off the morning with a love detication from our very own crime-fighting Teen Titan; Robin, to a girls named-"Alex slammed her fist down of the snooze button and fell back into a peaceful sleep. Peaceful until the five minutes were up and the radio DJ, Kerry Casey, started blaring in her ear.

"Yes, we do mean THAT Robin," Kerry began, "Why? Did you think it would be Starfire?"

"No..." A teen-aged girl began uncertainly, "I was kinda hoping it would be me." She hung up the phone and Kerry began laughing.

Alex rolled out of bed and picked her sweaty training clothes off her filthy bedroom floor.

Kerry Casey cleared his throat, "All right, does anyone else feel that way?" He began to snicker, but soon regained control. "Or perhaps you have some juicy gossip about the Titans! If so, are phone lines are open! 1-800-U-CALL-US that's 1-800-822-5587." (Amy's input: Please do not call this number, because it is not really a radio station number... or maybe it is, but still. Don't call it. You'll get me in to trouble.)

Alex switched off her radio as 50 Cent began to blare "In Da Club". She groaned, feeling sore from dancing most of the night, and breaking out of prison during at about 3am. She yawned and changed out of her sweet-and-sour-chicken stained pajamas and into her sweat stained training clothes; a black ribbed tank top and red cotton shorts. Her hair was a nasty rat's nest, and she knew that, but she didn't feel like combing it. She just gathered it into a messy ponytail on top of her head. She looked at the mirror and groaned. She looked almost as bad as she felt. Mascara and eyeliner were smeared under her red, sleep-deprived eyes, the marks from the pillowcase were all over her cheek, leaving imprinted red lines, and she was starting to get a zit.

"I'm going way downhill." She muttered, pulling at her stringy, greasy hair. She sighed and turned away from the mirror. She didn't have any reason to look nice anymore. She had no friends here, she didn't care what Jinx or Gizmo thought about her. She didn't care anymore either. She leaned down and tied her smelly, dirt-covered tennis shoes. She glanced quickly over at the digital clock on her nightstand. It was 7:18. She should've been down in the gym at 7:00. She groaned and started running out of her room, almost knocking over Jinx who had her hand poised on Alex's doorknob, ready to come in.

"I know, I know," Alex moaned, "I'm late."

Jinx shook her head, "No, Slade wants to talk to us," She lowered her voice into an excited whisper, "He knows how to defeat the Titans!"

Slade had gathered perhaps 5 villains around a table in a small, makeshift conference room. He stood at the front, a white board with the blueprint of the Titans Tower behind him, and a small box in his hand.

Jinx sat next to Alex, grinning from ear to ear. Alex slumped forward in her seat, leaning her chin in her hand, trying to look interested, which wasn't easy.

"I have collected you all here today for one solitary purpose."

'A purpose more important then sleep?' Alex thought, annoyed.

"I have found a fool-proof plan to defeat the Titans, and the only way I can carry it out is with your help."

'Ah, a fool-proof plan carried out by fools. That'll work.' Alex thought, trying to entertain herself.

"We'll start by using this small chip," Slade opened the box to reveal the I.N.T.E.L., The chip that Jinx, Alex, Gizmo, and Mammoth had stolen from Gothlam Central intelligence. "Thanks to the changes that Gizmo made on this chip, we will now be able to harness alien powers."

'Slade Slade bo Blade banana fanna fo Fade mee my mo Made, Slaaaaaaaaade.' Alex thought, board and delusional. She sighed, feeling sleepy. She listened to Slade talk for awhile, and almost dozed off until she heard the name "Starfire."

"Therefore draining Starfire's powers, rendering her useless to the Titans. We'll give them three days to worry, then we will launch out attack. Jinx, you will hide here," Slade pointed at a room in the Titans tower with a retractable metal pointer. Alex blinked her eyes, trying to rid herself of the drowsiness that was slowly pulling her under.

"You will attack Raven when she's asleep, therefore at her weakest state. Gizmo, you will hack into Cyborg's re-charger here," He jabbed at the board again, "That way he will be weak and unable to fight. Cinderblock, you will hide here," He pointed to another room on the board, "And attack Beastboy when he's asleep. Alex," Alex looked up quickly, "You will attack Robin, bound and gag him... and then you will bring him to me. "Alex gulped. "Overload, You will strike here," He pointed at the board, "and here, shutting down the Tower's security system. The Titans will be worried about Starfire's condition. There are sure to be weak spots in their defense system. We'll insert the chip into the ray in an hour. In two hours, the attack will begin." He looked at Alex carefully, "I do not want you messing this up. Any of you." He made a wide sweeping motion with his hand, "Dismissed."

Alex gulped, feeling scared... bound and gag... Robin? Why was he looking at her so oddly? Why did he... Alex shook her head.

'I'm being paranoid,' She thought, 'he doesn't know... he doesn't know.'