Robin pulled out a small instrument that seemed to be somewhere between a
scalpel and a combat knife. The Boy Wonder thumbed a switch, and the silver
six-inch blade began to vibrate with a high-pitched buzzing sound. The
glass of the skylight was supposed to be unbreakable. Robin intended to
test that.
"What are you planning?" Starfire asked him, poking her head over his shoulder. She had already tried to use a focused energy beam to cut the unbreakable glass. She might as well have been trying to chop wood with a plastic butter knife.
"To get us in there," Robin said. He angled the cutting instrument inward a couple of degrees and cut into the glass. The blade, which was less than a molecule thick in the edge, had virtually no problem cutting through. Robin sliced out a circle, carefully grabbed the edges, and lifted up. The segment was four inches thick and extremely dense, robin staggered at first as he tried to handle the weigh and was quite happy when he could set it aside. "We're in," he said.
Starfire floated to the ground. Robin just jumped, landing in a crouch. The place was thankfully empty, although it was clear the police had been through the place. Robin hoped that there would still be some evidence left behind that he could analyze. He saw Starfire glance over to the left, and his gaze followed hers until he saw what had attracted her attention. He gave a low whistle. There was a gaping hole in the wall, just like on the news
"Oh my," Star murmured.
Robin frowned. Now that he could see the wreckage in person, he could make out something that looked very familiar. The particular type of blast radius and aftermath . . .robin froze, and rushed down to begin turning over the chunks of brick and wall that littered the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"I've got a hunch," Robin said. He tossed away some more chunks and then finally found what he was looking for. It was a red and blue tangle of wires and melted plastic. It came from one of the explosive devices that he had. Anyone who used one the wrong way or without practice would not be able to get anywhere as much bang for their buck. Robin knew this from personal experience, as his explosive disks had often nearly backfired on him when he was still learning how to use them. Whoever had pretended to be him and used one had been very lucky that it hadn't either blown up in their face or taken out the whole building.
This of course begged the obvious question. Where was this mystery pretender getting explosive disks of the exact same make and model of Robin's?
Starfire let a green ball of energy form in her hand to act as a light source and looked around the other side of the bank. Apparently, the police, while having cordoned off the area, had not been able to fly a forensic pathologist or other crime scene expert in, so they were content to just leave things as undisturbed as possible until the experts could get in. For that, both Titans were grateful. The light caught on a small metallic object and kneeled down to get a closer look at it.
"Watcha got there Star?" Robin asked, kneeling down beside her.
"I do not know." Starfire handed the metallic oval to Robin who took a look at it. The initials MF were engraved on it.
Robin put the object in one of the pouches of his utility belt. "I don't know what it is either. I'll wait till I can get some proper equipment and analyze it further."
"OK."
Starfire heard it first, since her alien ears were a bit more sensitive than those of humans. It sounded like the siren on a human police car. Two, no, at least four sirens, and they were coming from every direction. Her eyes widened. "We must leave immediately," she said tersely, grabbing Robin's arm.
"Why, I-" Robin must have heard them too, because, his eyes narrowed underneath the mask. Now, the sirens were clearly audible, and they were impossibly close-the police cars. Robin even thought he heard the familiar sound of a helicopter above.
Suddenly, light flooded through the skylight and the windows, causing Robin and Starfire to shield their eyes. It was all happening so fast that Robin to really try to keep up in his mind.
" Robin and Starfire. You are illegally tampering with a crime scene, and there is a warrant for your arrests, one for grand theft and the other for being an accomplice. Be reasonable and surrender, anything else will be taken as both a sign of guilt and a sign of hostility, in which case my men will open fire."
Robin winced. That was one loud bullhorn. He looked frantically around for a route of escape, which was difficult because he had no idea where the authorities were positioned. He slipped a small capsule about the dimensions of a tic tac into his gloved hand and raised both arms in what looked like the beginnings of a surrender, but instead of staying in the hands-over-head position, he threw the capsule down to the ground in a lightning quick blur of motion. With a small poof, the area around Robin and Starfire became an opaque haze of smoke that even the bright spotlights couldn't penetrate.
"Blow it away," the sergeant commanded. Several policemen flowed out of of the nearest police car and took with them a long, circular tube. They switched it on, and it immediately had the effect of a reverse vacuum cleaner, repelling the air outward with tremendous power. The smoke shield that Robin had created was blown away in no time, but by then it was too late. The two Titans were gone.
***
Raven, Beast Boy, and Cyborg came slowly down the stairs. The sight that greeted them was amazing, in a horrifyingly bizarre sort of way. There were troopers in blue uniforms swarming all over the place.
"Hey, hey," Cyborg protested when a uniformed trooper in a bulky helmet opened the fridge. "What are you doin'?"
The trooper ignored him. He scooped the moldy green and blue food that infested the fridge into a plastic bag marked BIOHAZARD and examined it. When another trooper came over to see, the first one held out a halting hand. "Watch it Bill, this stuff looks dangerous, could be some sort of chemical weapon or explosive substance. No way its food."
Seeing as how it was Starfire's Meat Loaf and Spicy Bubblegum Surprise from last month, Cyborg had to agree with the guy there. Just one spoonful had put Raven and Beast Boy in the infirmary for days. It was when another similarly clad figure began to mess with the Titans' PlaySation 2 that Cyborg lost it.
"OHHH no. You did NOT just touch my PS2. I swear to God ya'll better back off if you don't want a couple hundred decibels of sonic blast in ya face!"
"Cool it," Raven muttered. Cyborg was still simmering though. If they had so much as scratched the paint of that precious game system . . .he didn't think he'd be responsible for his actions.
One of the troopers, obviously the leader, approached the Titans. "Where's Robin?" he asked simply, yet directly.
No one answered, which seemed to irritate the man. "Let me repeat the question, Where is he?!"
No answer.
"Cut the bullcrap, I have neither the time, nor the patience to deal with this. "You WILL tell me or I will have all you arrested for obstruction of justice and as accomplices."
Still no answer, but all three Titans' eyes said the same thing, 'You really don't want to try that.'
The man gave each one a hard glare. It was a glare that had broken many a new recruit and sent many a cadet crying to their mommies, but all of them, especially Raven, met his stare with a rock hard one of their own.
"Your choice," he muttered. Without turning around, he said, "Arrest 'em."
"Now what?" Cyborg asked, itching for a fight."
The corner of Ravens mouth tilted upward. "Now we employ a little self defense."
Cyborg waited until one of the officers began to draw his gun to move. He reached out his right arm and with a barely audible CHA-CLICK it was now a sonic cannon. "Hasta La Vista."
TSEEEEW A bluish beam erupted from the cannon and lifted the officer right off the ground it hit him so hard. With a thud, the guy slammed into the wall.
"Open fire!" someone yelled. The unmistakable sound of machine gun fire resonated throughout the room, and bullets came flying at the Titans, but by then they were prepared. Raven created a telekinetic shield in front of her. (I'm not sure if she can do that, so if she can't, then feel free to call me out on it) Beast Boy turned into the prehistoric triceratops. They might as well have been hitting him with spitballs. Had Cyborg stayed put, the shells would have simply bounced off of his metal armor most likely, but Cyborg did not stay put. He took out the nearest officer with a shove that send him crashing through the door. The one behind that one raised his Glock .20 and fired, but the ricochet bounced of off Cyborg's armor and hit the shooter square in the chest.
Cyborg frowned. Shouldn't there be blood?
"Bulletproof armor you idiot," Beast Boy yelled as if he'd read Cyborg's mind. It was almost comical watching this fierce looking green dinosaur talk, one was in fact reminded of a certain character on a kids television show called Barney. It stopped being comical when the same triceratops charged.
WHAM! Three of the invading troopers went flying like bowling bins after a strike. Beast Boy swung his Triceratops tail to take care of two more troopers who hadn't the cranial capacity to figure out that bullets from a handgun didn't do jack to a dinosaur like this one.
Raven closed her eyes and gathered her dark telekinetic energy. Then she grabbed the guns out of four troopers' hands with her mind and turned them around on their original owners. Then she fired.
BLAM BLAM BLAM
THUD THUD THUD. All three hit the ground, out like a light.
Bulletproof armor was nice, but at that range, it wasn't as effective, especially if one happened to be shot in the weak spots of his armor. It would be by no means lethal, but it would sure hurt-after you woke up, that is.
Raven gathered her cloak around herself. She'd heard at least one of the troopers radio for reinforcements, and there were more and more gun-toting troopers swarming in by the minute. "Cyborg, Beast Boy, we must go."
Neither one looked to happy about it, but they complied. Cyclops finished tossing a guy out of the window, and then blasted a hole in the ceiling with his sonic cannon. Starfire would not be happy with him, she threw a fit when anyone so much as littered, but it was the fastest means of escape. He activated the rocket thrusters in his boots and flew up through the hole in the ceiling. Beast boy turned into a Pterodactyl, and followed suit. Raven was the last to go.
Luckily, there were no helicopters in the air, they had all apparently landed. The trek across the water and onto the mainland wouldn't be too hard, but what to do after that was the million dollar question.
Raven sighed and floated up into the air, following Cyborg and Beast Boy. Somehow, she didn't think the day would get any better.
A/N Hey, third chapter here. Tell me what you think, and those of you who have reviewed, thank you. Keep 'em comin. Plot suggestions welcome.
"What are you planning?" Starfire asked him, poking her head over his shoulder. She had already tried to use a focused energy beam to cut the unbreakable glass. She might as well have been trying to chop wood with a plastic butter knife.
"To get us in there," Robin said. He angled the cutting instrument inward a couple of degrees and cut into the glass. The blade, which was less than a molecule thick in the edge, had virtually no problem cutting through. Robin sliced out a circle, carefully grabbed the edges, and lifted up. The segment was four inches thick and extremely dense, robin staggered at first as he tried to handle the weigh and was quite happy when he could set it aside. "We're in," he said.
Starfire floated to the ground. Robin just jumped, landing in a crouch. The place was thankfully empty, although it was clear the police had been through the place. Robin hoped that there would still be some evidence left behind that he could analyze. He saw Starfire glance over to the left, and his gaze followed hers until he saw what had attracted her attention. He gave a low whistle. There was a gaping hole in the wall, just like on the news
"Oh my," Star murmured.
Robin frowned. Now that he could see the wreckage in person, he could make out something that looked very familiar. The particular type of blast radius and aftermath . . .robin froze, and rushed down to begin turning over the chunks of brick and wall that littered the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"I've got a hunch," Robin said. He tossed away some more chunks and then finally found what he was looking for. It was a red and blue tangle of wires and melted plastic. It came from one of the explosive devices that he had. Anyone who used one the wrong way or without practice would not be able to get anywhere as much bang for their buck. Robin knew this from personal experience, as his explosive disks had often nearly backfired on him when he was still learning how to use them. Whoever had pretended to be him and used one had been very lucky that it hadn't either blown up in their face or taken out the whole building.
This of course begged the obvious question. Where was this mystery pretender getting explosive disks of the exact same make and model of Robin's?
Starfire let a green ball of energy form in her hand to act as a light source and looked around the other side of the bank. Apparently, the police, while having cordoned off the area, had not been able to fly a forensic pathologist or other crime scene expert in, so they were content to just leave things as undisturbed as possible until the experts could get in. For that, both Titans were grateful. The light caught on a small metallic object and kneeled down to get a closer look at it.
"Watcha got there Star?" Robin asked, kneeling down beside her.
"I do not know." Starfire handed the metallic oval to Robin who took a look at it. The initials MF were engraved on it.
Robin put the object in one of the pouches of his utility belt. "I don't know what it is either. I'll wait till I can get some proper equipment and analyze it further."
"OK."
Starfire heard it first, since her alien ears were a bit more sensitive than those of humans. It sounded like the siren on a human police car. Two, no, at least four sirens, and they were coming from every direction. Her eyes widened. "We must leave immediately," she said tersely, grabbing Robin's arm.
"Why, I-" Robin must have heard them too, because, his eyes narrowed underneath the mask. Now, the sirens were clearly audible, and they were impossibly close-the police cars. Robin even thought he heard the familiar sound of a helicopter above.
Suddenly, light flooded through the skylight and the windows, causing Robin and Starfire to shield their eyes. It was all happening so fast that Robin to really try to keep up in his mind.
" Robin and Starfire. You are illegally tampering with a crime scene, and there is a warrant for your arrests, one for grand theft and the other for being an accomplice. Be reasonable and surrender, anything else will be taken as both a sign of guilt and a sign of hostility, in which case my men will open fire."
Robin winced. That was one loud bullhorn. He looked frantically around for a route of escape, which was difficult because he had no idea where the authorities were positioned. He slipped a small capsule about the dimensions of a tic tac into his gloved hand and raised both arms in what looked like the beginnings of a surrender, but instead of staying in the hands-over-head position, he threw the capsule down to the ground in a lightning quick blur of motion. With a small poof, the area around Robin and Starfire became an opaque haze of smoke that even the bright spotlights couldn't penetrate.
"Blow it away," the sergeant commanded. Several policemen flowed out of of the nearest police car and took with them a long, circular tube. They switched it on, and it immediately had the effect of a reverse vacuum cleaner, repelling the air outward with tremendous power. The smoke shield that Robin had created was blown away in no time, but by then it was too late. The two Titans were gone.
***
Raven, Beast Boy, and Cyborg came slowly down the stairs. The sight that greeted them was amazing, in a horrifyingly bizarre sort of way. There were troopers in blue uniforms swarming all over the place.
"Hey, hey," Cyborg protested when a uniformed trooper in a bulky helmet opened the fridge. "What are you doin'?"
The trooper ignored him. He scooped the moldy green and blue food that infested the fridge into a plastic bag marked BIOHAZARD and examined it. When another trooper came over to see, the first one held out a halting hand. "Watch it Bill, this stuff looks dangerous, could be some sort of chemical weapon or explosive substance. No way its food."
Seeing as how it was Starfire's Meat Loaf and Spicy Bubblegum Surprise from last month, Cyborg had to agree with the guy there. Just one spoonful had put Raven and Beast Boy in the infirmary for days. It was when another similarly clad figure began to mess with the Titans' PlaySation 2 that Cyborg lost it.
"OHHH no. You did NOT just touch my PS2. I swear to God ya'll better back off if you don't want a couple hundred decibels of sonic blast in ya face!"
"Cool it," Raven muttered. Cyborg was still simmering though. If they had so much as scratched the paint of that precious game system . . .he didn't think he'd be responsible for his actions.
One of the troopers, obviously the leader, approached the Titans. "Where's Robin?" he asked simply, yet directly.
No one answered, which seemed to irritate the man. "Let me repeat the question, Where is he?!"
No answer.
"Cut the bullcrap, I have neither the time, nor the patience to deal with this. "You WILL tell me or I will have all you arrested for obstruction of justice and as accomplices."
Still no answer, but all three Titans' eyes said the same thing, 'You really don't want to try that.'
The man gave each one a hard glare. It was a glare that had broken many a new recruit and sent many a cadet crying to their mommies, but all of them, especially Raven, met his stare with a rock hard one of their own.
"Your choice," he muttered. Without turning around, he said, "Arrest 'em."
"Now what?" Cyborg asked, itching for a fight."
The corner of Ravens mouth tilted upward. "Now we employ a little self defense."
Cyborg waited until one of the officers began to draw his gun to move. He reached out his right arm and with a barely audible CHA-CLICK it was now a sonic cannon. "Hasta La Vista."
TSEEEEW A bluish beam erupted from the cannon and lifted the officer right off the ground it hit him so hard. With a thud, the guy slammed into the wall.
"Open fire!" someone yelled. The unmistakable sound of machine gun fire resonated throughout the room, and bullets came flying at the Titans, but by then they were prepared. Raven created a telekinetic shield in front of her. (I'm not sure if she can do that, so if she can't, then feel free to call me out on it) Beast Boy turned into the prehistoric triceratops. They might as well have been hitting him with spitballs. Had Cyborg stayed put, the shells would have simply bounced off of his metal armor most likely, but Cyborg did not stay put. He took out the nearest officer with a shove that send him crashing through the door. The one behind that one raised his Glock .20 and fired, but the ricochet bounced of off Cyborg's armor and hit the shooter square in the chest.
Cyborg frowned. Shouldn't there be blood?
"Bulletproof armor you idiot," Beast Boy yelled as if he'd read Cyborg's mind. It was almost comical watching this fierce looking green dinosaur talk, one was in fact reminded of a certain character on a kids television show called Barney. It stopped being comical when the same triceratops charged.
WHAM! Three of the invading troopers went flying like bowling bins after a strike. Beast Boy swung his Triceratops tail to take care of two more troopers who hadn't the cranial capacity to figure out that bullets from a handgun didn't do jack to a dinosaur like this one.
Raven closed her eyes and gathered her dark telekinetic energy. Then she grabbed the guns out of four troopers' hands with her mind and turned them around on their original owners. Then she fired.
BLAM BLAM BLAM
THUD THUD THUD. All three hit the ground, out like a light.
Bulletproof armor was nice, but at that range, it wasn't as effective, especially if one happened to be shot in the weak spots of his armor. It would be by no means lethal, but it would sure hurt-after you woke up, that is.
Raven gathered her cloak around herself. She'd heard at least one of the troopers radio for reinforcements, and there were more and more gun-toting troopers swarming in by the minute. "Cyborg, Beast Boy, we must go."
Neither one looked to happy about it, but they complied. Cyclops finished tossing a guy out of the window, and then blasted a hole in the ceiling with his sonic cannon. Starfire would not be happy with him, she threw a fit when anyone so much as littered, but it was the fastest means of escape. He activated the rocket thrusters in his boots and flew up through the hole in the ceiling. Beast boy turned into a Pterodactyl, and followed suit. Raven was the last to go.
Luckily, there were no helicopters in the air, they had all apparently landed. The trek across the water and onto the mainland wouldn't be too hard, but what to do after that was the million dollar question.
Raven sighed and floated up into the air, following Cyborg and Beast Boy. Somehow, she didn't think the day would get any better.
A/N Hey, third chapter here. Tell me what you think, and those of you who have reviewed, thank you. Keep 'em comin. Plot suggestions welcome.