I'm getting slower every time I think. I once again shall aplogize for taking so long to update. I'm so lazy... I meant to do it two days ago, but when you get depressed, it's not very easy to get inspired. I am feeling pretty good write now, because I had the greatest come back in poker history yesterday. I won the tournament by doing that... so I'm extra happy, and by extra I mean happy for the first time in ages. It feels good. It's three in the morning and I'm going strong... it will probably be five by the time I hit the ending author's note. Not many chapters lefts. Well, like four. We're coming down to it here. Many of you have guessed Robin, some Starfire. Looks likie Red X is the big contender at the moment. But would I really be so unoriginal? Maybe I would, but you'll just have to wait and see at the conclusion. I'm going to stop rambling right now, just go on and enjoy the chapter. And what a chapter name this is! Before I forget, a special thanks to Absolutely pointless for a certain idea in this chapter. Can't say what.

I do not own Teen Titans.

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Chapter 7: Accusations Galore

Cyborg's View

Cyborg's head hung down low, his eyes shut so that he didn't have to stare at Bumblebee's dead body. No one had said much of anything since they had entered the room. They all just stared at him. Cyborg snapped to life, struggling against the huge x that held him in place against the wall. He stopped as he heard more footsteps, and Raven walked into the room. Her eyes widened as she sared at him, and she quickly used her powers to free Cyborg from the grasp of the x. He hit the floor and stood up quickly, then roughly grabbed Robin by his uniform and pulled him forward.

"Red X Robin? Is there something you haven't been telling us? Did you make another suit? Or is there something else going on?" Cyborg asked angrily. The other Titans stared at him in shock, Robin included. "What the hell are you talking about?" The Boy Wonder asked back. Cyborg laughed. "As if you don't know! Red X did this, so either he's killing us off, or it's you. And if I remember correctly, you locked that belt away tightly, so there's no way he could have gotten it!" Robin shoved Cyborg back, stepping away from everyone.

"I didn't do this, you guys know I didn't!" Robin said in his defense, raising his hands into the air. Cyborg took a few steps forward, calming slightly. He stopped moving towards Robin, then looked back at Bumblebee. "But why would Red X have done this?" Cyborg said quietly. "Red X did not do this," A naive voice said from the back of the room. They all turned to look at Starfire, who was staring at the floor. Cyborg's mouth hung open as Speedy leaned in closer, his head turned to the side as if he was trying to hear her better. "What?" Raven asked.

"Red X could not have done this," She said. "Star... what do you mean?" Robin said slowly. The alien girl looked at them all sadly before speaking. "I found the Red X suit in my room a couple of weeks ago," She said. "You what!?!" The group yelled. Starfire jumped in surpise, and she began to twirl a finger through her hair. "The suit appeared on my bed one morning, just before Slade was spotted again, and I went to return it, but Beast Boy told me that he would handle it. Then he locked it up," She told them. Just then, the green teen himself walked into the room with a happy, "Hey guys!" They turned to face him.

"You put the Red X suit away and didn't bother to tell us?!" Cyborg yelled. Beast Boy looked around the group in fear, his eyes lingering on Robin for a moment. "I didn't want to worry anybody. It's not like it mattered anyways," Beast Boy said. Robin stepped up to him. "I've been saying that Red X may have been in on plans with Slade and you didn't want to mention that his suit was now in our possesion?" The Boy Wonder questioned quickly. Beast Boy laughed, placing a hand behind his head. "You were all so uptight about things... I thought that it might be better!" The entire room let out angry cries as he awkwardly laughed again.

"Lets go and check this out," Speedy suggested. No one seemed to object to this, so Robin led the way to the room where he had stored the belt and the Red X suit. Beast Boy stepped forward and typed in the code to the large door that the suit was behind, then opened it slowly. The group stared at the open door blankly. "It is not there!" Starfire said surprised. Everyone looked at Beast Boy, who shrugged innocently. "Hey, don't blame me! I put it in here!" Cyborg turned back to Robin. "Well Robin? Get the belt," Cyborg ordered. Robin sighed and opened a safe in the wall, then slammed it shut. "Let me guess, not there?" Raven said. Robin nodded.

"So clearly somebody here is hiding something, but the question is... who?" Speedy asked. He slowly pulled out something from his pouch of arrows... a real live arrow. "Is that real?" Robin asked. Speedy nodded as he pulled out his bow. "I found it in one of your little storage rooms, thought I might need it," He replied. The other stepped away from him cautiously. "I'm not going to use it on any of you, this is saved for the killer," Speedy said. The Titans relaxed as Cyborg glared at Robin. He as sure that the Boy Wonder was up to something.

"Robin... that suit was made for you, so it has got to be you doing this," He said to his leader. Robin stared at him, a sad look on his face, but his looks turned stony. "Well I have some information for all of you. That suit could fit anyone. It fits to the person who wears it. Hell Cyborg, it could fit you if you stretched it enough," He said. Robin crossed his arms and stared them all down. "And in case you thought otherwise, it doesn't take a genius to control the suit's abilities," He added. The group was speechless, as they suddenly all realized that everyone was once again a suspect. Without a word, Cyborg watched as Robin turned around and walked away quickly, Beast Boy following.

"So... that sure made me feel like an idiot," Cyborg said to break the tension. Speedy let out a long sigh. "I'm getting aggrivated," He said in a grumpy voice. Cyborg had to agree with that, but that didnt stop him from laughing a little. "Getting? A bit slow man," He said. Speedy smiled weakly, then looked over at Starfire, who was looking exceptionally sad. Raven was whispering to her. Cyborg caught a few words and had to agree. It wasn't her fault, even if she did feel responsible. But he couldn't help but wonder why her and Beast Boy both didn't bother to tell anyone about the suit. It seemed odd.

Raven was slowly moving towards the door, stopping every few feet and staring back at Starfire. Cyborg couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking with that sad look on her face, as Raven very rarely showed emotion. For a moment he felt unimaginable pain as he remembered Bumblebee's death. But he shook it out of his head and walked away slowly, leaving Speedy and Starfire alone with one another. He needed to be alone as well.

Speedy's View

Now he was alone with the naive Tamaranian girl. In any other situation, this might have been a gift. But she had just pole vaulted her way onto number one on his list of suspects. Sure, she seemed innocent, but that didn't mean shit to Speedy. He was going to find out everything that he could. Turning towards her, he put on a serious look. It was stern, but he kept his eyes a different way. He didn't want to freak her out too much, now did he?

"I'm just curious about one thing Starfire," He said to her, smiling for a brief moment as she looked at him. "Yes? What is it?" She asked. He cheered on the inside that she was willing to answer his questions. "Why exactly didn't you tell anybody about that suit?" He asked. He could tell that she had been expecting such a question, and for a moment she was obviously thinking. She eyes lit up though a moment later. "Beast Boy said that it would be better if we did not tell the others," She answered. "Beast Boy..." Speedy whispered thoughtfully. "Thanks," He said. Starfire nodded, then flew away.

Speedy stood up slowly, analyzing the possible suspects. Cyborg was out of the picture... or was he? Speedy couldn't rule out two killers, but he decided that it was unlikely. As for himself, Speedy knew that he wasn't killing anybody. "So that leaves... Starfire, Beast Boy, Raven, Robin, and Aqualad," He said. Speedy highly doubted that his own friend Aqualad had done anything, but he wasn't quite off the hook. He had been acting suspicious the entire time. Could just be paranoia.

Speedy, ever so slowly, made his way out of the room. It almost seemed to him like he had overlooked something. He held the real arrow in his hand, absentmindedly caressing it slowly. He vaguely wondered if he would ever need to use such a weapon. None of his arrows were exactly deadly. They could hurt someone badly, yes, but kill them? No. This arrow though... it could do some real damage. Speedy decided to save it for when the killer came for him, which was inevitable no doubt.

Making his way up a couple of floors quickly, Speedy found himself staring at the dim emergency lights as he walked through the halls. It kept his mind off of the fiasco that was going on with the Titans. He walked right by an open door, and was near the end of the hall before he noticed the noises. Like two people fighting. One of them was yelling. Speedy turned back and ran, pulling out the other and getting it ready. He rushed through the open door, then crashed through the next door and stared at the sight that greeted him.

Robin was in the middle of a fight. Speedy looked at his opponent in shock. It was indeed Red X. The black suit with a red x on the chest, and the mask. X looked over at where Speedy was standing, then raised his hand. X fired an x out, and Speedy jumped to the side, barely avoiding it. He turned back just in time to see X kick Robin to the ground, then rush towards Speedy. He quickly took out the real arrow and got it ready. X took out a butcher knife and jumped into the air, throwing it down. Speedy rolled to the side and fired his arrow. The killer whipped out a blade and knocked the arrow down to the ground. X hit the floor and took off running. Speedy looked back at Robin, who nodded. Then he took off, grabbing the fallen arrow from the floor.

Red X had gotten a good head start on Speedy. He was already around the corner. Speedy turned it, once again readying the arrow. He jumped back quickly as a machete swung through the air in front of him. X had been waiting for him to turn the corner. Speedy dropped his bow and the arrow to the floor, flipping back and kicking the killer's hand up. He landed and stared at X for a moment. They locked gazes for one more second, and then X turned around and cloaked, leaving Speedy on the floor alone. He listened for footsteps, then carefully picked up his bow and put away the arrow. Then he turned around and went to go help Robin.

Speedy had heard about Red X from Robin before. He was apaprently very gifted with martial arts, and he knew how to use the suit well. According to the Boy Wonder, X was almost as good as himself when it came to hand to hand combat. This meant that X could probably take on Speedy. He put his bow over his arm as he entered the room where Robin was. "I guess you got lucky," Speedy said with a smile. But it faded as he saw that Robin was gone. "Robin?" He questioned. He spun around, seeing if he was anywhere in the room. No. He was no where to be found. "Not good..." He whispered. Speedy turned around and took off running.

Something was definitely up. Red X... could he actually be the one behind it? It didn't make much sense to Speedy. His suit had turned up at Titans tower... then Beast Boy locked it away without a word... and then the killings started. So either someone was dressing up as X, or Red X had come to reclaim he suit. But why would he have given it up in the first place? It just didn't make sense that it was the actual Red X. He had decided on it now though. It was a Titan doing this. But until Speedy knew for sure, he was going to call this person Red X.

Raven? It seemed unlikely. She rarely ever used her hands to fight, at least to his knowledge. But it was possible. What better way to throw everyone off than to change your fighting style? And she had mental problems apparently. Starfire? She too was a possibility. Fast, strong, good fighter. She could just as easily be the killer as anyone. Robin? Well, he was off the hook for now. Unless that fight was staged, Robin was no longer a suspect. Cyborg too could not be considered. He had been too much, and plus, Red X was far too small to be Cyborg. As for Beast Boy, he too seemed likely. He had done some suspicious stuff. Aqualad was on the bottom of Speedy's suspects. He might be paranoid, but Aqualad was no killer.

"I hate being a hero sometimes," Speedy grumbled. All this information was boggling his mind. Why couldn't the Titan doing all this killing just be a man and show themselves? 'Or a woman' He thought to himself. Speedy looked out a passing window, wishing that the day would come and the storm would die. He let out a sigh as he got his bow in a better position. He didn't want to be surprised if he could help it.

Aqualad's View

He had been avoiding everyone for a while now. He knew that he had been a suspect, ever since they had discovered him with HotSpot's uniform in his hands. But he didn't kill anybody. He was a hero, protector of the sea. He couldn't harm another living person that was good. 'But not everyone here is good. One of them is up to something' He thought. Aqualad hated to think it, but ever since he gained some of his sensible side back, he had decided that a Titan was more than likely behind it. And it was one of the ones who lived in this tower, he was sure of it.

"Let's analyze what you know," He said quietly. He raised a finger. "They knew where to find weapons," Aqualad said, then grinned. He too had found the weapons. They were in a room, out in the open. He grabbed a blade and ran for it. Aqualad raised a second finger. "They got rid of the generator," He said. Someone obviously knew what to do with it. "And three... they know their way around," He finished. Aqualad had been in the tower before, but he didn't kow his way through the tower that well. For those three reasons, he thought it was a Titan. "But which one...?" He asked himself.

Aqualad got to the bottom floor and sat on the hard ground. He vaguely wondered if anyone else had died. He had heard yelling earlier, loud thumps as well. But he didn't bother to check it out. Aqualad wasn't in the mood to check what all the commotion was about. He would just be accused more. But there was something else that was bothering him. Was he possibly the only one left? He hadn't hear anything for a long time. "It's probably because you hide down here all the time," He whispered. The bottom floors had been his safe spots, as most of the killings occured higher up.

Aqualadstood up and walked over to the large door and grabbed onto the middle part. Using his immense strength, he pried it open slowly. He was greeted by a blast of brisk cold air. The howling winds rushed into the room along with freezing rain. Though the water was mildly relaxing to himself, he knew that even he would get tired of this. He quickly slammed the door shut, or as quick as he could shut a huge door. Now sopping wet from the brief seconds with the door open, he trudged over to the couch and sat down.

His mind needed a rest. Maybe a short nap on the couch wouldn't hurt him. As much as he knew it was a bad idea, he had the feeling that the killer wasn't a complete ass hole. In other words, he believed that the killer wasn't a wuss, and that they would prefer to fight Aqualad awake.Then he rested his head against the couch back for a moment, sliding a finger along the blade in his pocket.

It happened too quick for words. Aqualad heard a noise behind him, and he turned to see what it was. A thin wall of black and red stared him in the eyes, and he barely had time to move as a machete tore through the couch and his shoulder. Then, in one movement, it was pulled out. He threw himself to the ground in pain, clutching his shoulder and rolling around. But he quickly came to his senses,flipping over and standing up before the killer could strike again. He stared at his attacker.

"Red X, right?" He asked. Aqualad had recognized the killer right away as Red X. He had heard the description a hundred times. But this wasn't actually Red X, he knew it. And sure enough, "X" shook his head no. Aqualad laughed. "Someone else in the suit I'm guessing?" He asked. Red X nodded his head. Suddenly, X could no longer actually be referred to as X, nor as a he. It could be anybody inside of that suit. Guy. Girl. Alien. Didn't matter. Alls that mattered to Aqualad was that he was staring at death right now.

Aqualad took his hand from his shoulder and brought it to his pocket. He grabbed the handle of the knife and readied himself. The killer didn't move. They just stared at each other for a moment, but then Aqualad struck first, whipping out the knife and throwing it accurately at the killer's chest. But the killer leaned back and to the side, the knife missing and stabbing into the wall, then throwing the machete before Aqualad could react. It landed in his chest deeply, blood squirting out and splattering on the ground. Aqualad stayed standing for a moment, and then slumped to the ground, barely alive.

The killer walked over to Aqualad calmly. They stepped on his stomach, applying some weight and making the teen cough up blood. The killer leaned down and grabbed the machete's handle, then twisted it. Aqualad's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his last breath ended. The killer pulled out their weapon, and then kicked Aqualad over. It was time to move on to bigger prey.

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I'm highly disappointed with myself for how this chapter came out. I think it was a little rushed at the start, and it didn't get better until near the middle. But I'll post it, because I don't like to leave people waiting. If you agree that this chapter was not very good, I'm truly sorry for not making it better. Hopefully the next one will be a huge improvement. As for me, I'm going to get a start on the next chapter to my other story, titled "A New Titan", and then I may sleep for an hour. I mine as well say it since it is that time of year. Merry Christmas to all that celebrate it. Uh- to any who don't celebrate it, happy new year? It's a week away, but it will have to do. I'm off, review if you wish to.

Next Chapter: With only six Titans left, Speedy continues his search for the true killer. But now "X" has their sights set on the fast thinking teen. Can Speedy survive another encounter with the killer?

"Sometimes I close my eyes, and dream I'm in a different life"

-SinFire