Author's Note:

Hello you fine people. I finally got around to writing chapter two! It's not quite as funny as some other stuff but I've got ideas for later chapters... Oh boy do I have ideas...

Disclaimer:

Waahhhh, I do not own the Teen Titans, I own nothing. My parents own me.

Dearest's Hiedout

Dearest munched her veggie burger thoughtfully, she had all her steps planned out, or so she thought. She wanted to destroy the Teen Titans, she knew that much. Not kill them, maybe but at least break them apart. Her first attempt had failed. But that instance had given her the chance to see how much she admired Beast Boy. That branded him as her next target. She slowly allowed a smirk to creep across her face as she watched her men start to prepare for the next phase of her plan. Every single one of them was dressed in all black, with whatever equipment they needed hanging on their person. They all had their faces covered, besides their eyes, as well. Dearest's smirk grew even more defined, silver blue eyes gleaming in the gloom like living ice. This time she wasn't getting her hands dirty.

Titans Tower

"I can't get a lock on her location." Robin announced, his voice giving away his frustration.

"But she did leave this!" Cyborg exclaimed, sprinting into the room with a fluffy blue teddy bear in one hand and something between two fingers in the other. "She had a micro camera in the fridge!"

"What's the point of that?" Raven asked, her voice indicating a bit of disgust on this villain's clumsiness, "We were sure to find it eventually."

"Perhaps this Dearest has other reasons for this tiny recording device... or maybe she simply dropped it?" Starfire suggested, earning herself doubtful looks from the others.

"Why can't we just find her?" Robin growled, typing a bit more

Behind him Beast Boy had nearly run out of tofu, save for the little wedge he saved in his pocket, for emergency. It was growing harder and harder for him to go on without being able to eat it whenever he wished.

Suddenly the screen began blinking and zooming in to pin point a place on the city map.

"Dearest?" Raven asked hurriedly, floating forward to look at the screen.

Robin shook his head, his mouth set in a grim line,

"No, it's a break-in, we'll have to deal with her later."

He stood up, glancing at the screen just a few seconds longer in order to memorize the coordinates for a time being.

"Titans Go!"

"Hey! Wait a minute! I have to put PJ down for his nap! Honestly, don't leaders have any patience in their over-gelled heads! Little bears need their sleep so they can grow up big and strong, don't they my little Snufflefluff?"

As soon as the bit of blue faux fur had been settled comfortably down for his nap the Titans were on their way.

Little did they know It wasn't gold or jewels these criminals were out to steal.

The crime scene (duh)

They came to the broken-in bank to find about five masked ninja-looking fighters. Of course each one of them charged into their individual battles, trying to cut these villains down as quickly and efficiently as possible.

At some point in the fight Robin saw a fighter break for the alley. He turned to see if any of his teammates could help him go after the guy but they were all engaged in combat. Shrugging, he tore after the black uniformed figure himself, a bird-a-rang in hand.

As soon as he got inside the mouth of the alley he felt a rough punch dealt to his head, he swung out with his own fist, feeling his hand meet a hard cheekbone. As soon as this attacker was backing away though, he felt another blow, and another. A sharp stinging in his left shoulder told him at least one of his attackers was armed with something.

He was outnumbered severely he realized, at least ten to one. Something else entered his brain at the same time, this was no incidental situation, this was a trap.

He fought valiantly, taking down several of his attackers before he took one too many blows to the head and was dazed for a moment. He stumbled forward, his world spinning dizzily. He fell forward and realized something black and cloth-like was being pulled over his head until he faded into complete unconsciousness.

"Are you sure he's the right one?" one of the fighters asked his fellows, leaning closer to see the Boy Wonder, who still lay at their feet.

One of the others frowned, a look of doubt in what you could see of his face,

"I dunno... he is a Teen Titan though, right?"

"Do you know any other kids that have glowy eyes and run around wearing capes?"

Slowly, one by one, the assembled ten fighters shook their heads.

What seemed to be the leader of the bunch shrugged,

"And besides, if he is the wrong one, we can sell him on one of those internet auction sites. How much do you think he'd be worth?"

He might have gotten some interesting answers if not for the sounds of voices outside the alley that made all ten heads turn.

"They're coming." One of them breathed, turning to signal to the others, "You, you, and you, take the twerp to Dearest, we'll hold his playground pals off."

A random instant message sent between two Robin-crazed girls that honestly havve nothing to do with the plot

RobinsSweetee212: I'm on one of those internet auction sites...

Crazy4Robbie56: Really? Anything good?

RobinsSweetee212: No... wouldn't it be cool if we could BUY Robin!

Crazy4Robbie56: sigh If only... you think someone could kidnap him for us?

Author's Corner:

And that was chapter two. I'm a bit concerned about how well this was written but I hope it will make y'all want to continue reading. Just for the record the IM convo was COMPLETELY MADE UP. As well as the screen names. If either of the names are yours or you know someone with them I send my most sincere apologies and wish for you to know it is pure coincidence. Good grief, Robin Junior! Get out here and say hello to all the people!

Robin Junior: (waves paw)

Inferno: Good boy

Onrefni: How come I don't get that much attention?

Inferno: You're mean, and not as cute and fluffy.

Robin Junior: (blushes)