My Season 4 - VOL. III

Reunion, Part 3

The 6th Teen Titans Fanscript – Fanfic Adaptation

By RavenStar


Author's Note:
The plot of "Reunion" is as follows: Jinx has switched sides. Slade has returned. Terra's back. What could possibly happen to the Titans next? Then Raven gets a visitor. Let the nightmare begin.

Note #1: OneLine appears briefly in Part 3, as well as do four other fancharacters I created for my first fanscript – villains called The Writer, The Director, The Cameraman, and The Producer. The fanscript those three characters has been adapted and posted up here – it is my story "Behind The Scenes."

Note #2:
"Reunion" draws HEAVILY from the 80's comics. ALL of Reunion, Part 1 is dialogue, with no fight scenes – the only fights in Part 1 are arguments. It might seem boring for some people, but trust, all of it will pay off in the end.


PART THREE

Jump City Desert. Evening.

The huge crowd of villains and heroes were camped out in tents. They were pretty much separated by whether or not they were a villain or a hero, but some brave souls had decided to cross paths and were actually chatting with other. Between the villains, Mad Mod and Punk Rocket were having a nice little laugh at something, which Cyborg couldn't help to overhear as he walked by their little tent area.

"So I turned to the little snot and said, "Oi! You don't knock it off, I'll give ya a right good kickin' in the ruddy rear!" Well, e seemed to take offense at that, the poor lad - got so scared e tore off down the road – and ran smack into the ruddy wall!"

Punk Rocket erupted with laughter as Cyborg walked on. He arrived at the main tent - one slightly larger than the others - and immediately whipped out his sonic cannon.

Brother Blood t his hands up. "Cyborg - they asked me to come in here."

Robin entered. "It's alright, Cyborg. He's here to help plan strategy. How is it outside?"

Cyborg lowered his cannon. "Surprisingly, almost everyone's getting along - even Mad Mod and Punk were laughin' it up with each other as I was comin' up here. Scouts got any news?"

Brother Blood raised an eyebrow. "Cyborg - I'm impressed. Where did you learn to be such a commanding general?"

"I have experience from a long time ago," Cyborg answered.

He looked around.

"Where'd Arella go?"

"I'm right here."

Cyborg jumped about a foot and a half in the air.

He turned to Arella, who was behind him. "Sorry - but ya' gotta stop doing that, Arella. You keep disappearing and reappearing without tellin' us-"

Brother Blood caught sight of what Arella had in hand. "Hey, that's-"

Arella was holding all of Cyborg's suit of armour and sword from his time spent with Sarasim and her village 5,000 years ago.

"My apologies," Arella explained. "I felt I had to fetch this for you. I believe it will help you to gather courage for the battle."

Cyborg thanked her, then put on the armour.

"Robin, Blood - all y'all step back."

He proceeded to test the sword's manouverability.

Brother Blood watched Cyborg swing the sword expertly. "The missing armour and sword of the village of Sarasim..."

Brother Blood grinned.

"So, Cyborg, you're the most legendary - the fabled Warrior Who Wore No Armor."

"Yeah –" said Cyborg. "Didn't need it."

Brother Blood huffed.

"Well - that certainly explains why you kept continuously defying me..."

Cyborg sheathed the sword. Then a RUCKUS erupted outside.

Cyborg, Blood, and Robin ran outside.


Slade and his troops had arrived! Most were Slade's robots - but some of the army were winged, fire-breathing creatures.

"Looks like we're gonna be working together a little bit longer, Blood!" Cyborg said.

"It would appear so! How many are there?"

Cyborg checked his arm scanner.

"Bout five thousand strong. Should take me about an hour to mow through 1,000."

"You really are the Warrior Who Wore No Armor..." Brother Blood grinned as Cyborg ran to the front lines.

Meanwhile, the rest of Titans West and Titans East was getting everyone else into their ranks and positions.

Beast Boy was having some trouble. "C'MON, EVERYBODY, LINE UP! C'MON, YOU-"

Cyborg arrived, his voice booming. "C'MON, YOU APES! YOU WANNA LIVE FOREVER?"

Stunned, all the villains immediately lined up.

"ARE YOU READY, COWARDS?" Slade called up.

"A coward, am I? Oh, he's going to wish he did NOT just say that." Blood whipped out his claw robot hands like swords.

Cyborg drew his actual sword. He turned and pointed it at Slade and the half-robotic, half-demonic army of his.

"FOR THE CITYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Every "soldier" gave an all-out warcry.

Slade threw his arm down. "CHARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

The armies barreled towards each other—

—and met in a spectacular clash

Cyborg and Brother Blood sliced and diced their way through dozens of Slade's robots. Cyborg saw a robot behind Blood. "Blood! Behind you!" Blood didn't turn. "Bite my shiny metal-!" he proclaimed, as latches on his robotic rear sprung open, firing laser blasts like crazy. They demolished the advancing robot.

"Uh, Blood - you do know what that's actually supposed to be used for - right?" Cyborg asked him.

Brother Blood was confused. "Huh?"

Atlas, Cinderblock, Plasmus, Adonis - in his suit - Overload, Steamroller, and Wildebeest plowed through about 50 or so of the armed robots like they were bowling pins.

Mammoth and Gizmo appeared in the cloud of smoke - and Mammoth hurled Gizmo into the air, where Gizmo activated his metallic wings - and also harpoons from the side of his jet pack—

—harpoons that snagged two of the winged fire-breathing beasts. Gizmo dove, dragging the creatures within range of Mamoth's fists. Mammoth knocked both creatures out cold. He promptly tied their mouths up quite tightly.

Robin and Katarou, bo staffs out, traded off in smashing the robots around them to pieces. Robin spin-kicked a robot away.

"Three moves," Robin gloated.

Katarou laughed heartily as he promptly spin-kicked a robot, too.

Mad Mod went down - but Mas y Menos raced in, snatched him off the battlefield - and took him back up to the medic table, where Arella was waiting, ready to heal any of the wounded.

"Methinks I'm a tic too old for this," Mad Mod groaned.

Meanwhile, Punk Rocket was out looking for some revenge.

"All right, ya' ruddy robots - ya' took out Mad Mod - but now it's high time I closed the generation gap!"

He whipped his guitar and played a ripping while spinning on his back with the guitar pointed away from him—

—and the sonic waves destroyed the robots surrounding them.

Johnny Rancid pulled up on his motorcycle beside Punk Rocket.

"Hey, Punk! Need a ride?"

"Blimey! Don't mind if I do, Yank!" Punk Rocket said.

He hopped on the back of the bike, and Johnny plowed the motorcycle through the robots ahead of him while Punk Rocket kept the robots behind them at bay with more sonic waves.

Speedy and Hotspot careened around the battlefield, Speedy's arrows blazing into any robot within his range - and Hotspot's searing fireball blasts melting the circuits of any of the robots that they encountered on their little trip.

Killer Moth sent swarms of his pet moths at the robots. Kardiak came by, and like a janitor, sucked up the pieces of robots SCATTERED all about the battlefield.

The Writer chucked his dagger pencils, which cut through every robot around him. He ran to the aid of The Producer, who had gone down - slicing through the crowd of robots he encountered with little more than his lowly pen sword.

"MEDIC! The Producer's gone down!" The Writer called.

Mas y Menos took the wounded villain out of harm's way.

Back at Arella's medic table, Mad Mod was resting on a cot, his arm in a sling. Mas y Menos laid The Producer on the medic table.

"Ran out of money... too many robots..." The Producer gasped.

"Be calm. You will be fine," assured Arella.

"Just make sure I don't get cancelled..." The Producer said as he passed out from shock.

Arella turned to Mas y Menos. "Mas? Menos? You two may go fight now."

The speedsters looked at each other. "¡SI!" they exclaimed, saluting her.

They TORE down into the battlefield and ran straight through about 100 robots lined up in formation. Then a winged flame-breathing creature descended upon them, spewing flames.

"Hey!" a voice cried out from behind.

The winged creature turned. Dr. Light's suit was powering up.

"Taste my LIGHT!"

He fired a blast of light at the creature, which vaporized.

"¡Gracias, Señor Light!" the two boys said.

"Ningún problema," Dr. Light responded.

Mas y Menos grinned - and tore away, right through more robots.

Thunder and Lightning made some centralized rain – the individual droplets of which Aqualad used as bullets against the robots. Trident defended Aqualad's back side, while Lightning and Thunder joined in to help him out, BLASTING away the robots approaching them to their left and right sides.

The Director hurled his razor-sharp clapper boards through the chests of about 6 robots coming up on him. The Cameraman blasted even more robots with his specialized Arricam.

Mumbo sucked a few dozen of the robots into his hat – while OneLine held off the robots around him, edges slicing away.

Starfire and Bumblebee blasted away about 20 or so winged flying creatures. Terra crushed robots with piles of rocks. Beast Boy, as a tiger, pureed any robot that got near her.

Cyborg sliced through some robots with his arm chainsaw - then saw Brother Blood was trapped by a crowd of them.

"Have some BOOMSTICK!" Cyborg commanded at them. BLAM! His sonic cannon eradicated the robots around Blood.

Jinx's eyes crackled with a massive amount of purple energy - and she sent purple energy lightning streaming out of her fingterips, electrocuting the remaining winged creatures.

They fell with a THUD.

Cyborg held up his sword in triumph. "VICTORY!"

Roars of celebration filled the air. Slade silently vanished in a fireball.


Slade reappeared on the roof of Titans Tower—and the evil Raven materialized.

"Trigon did not expect you to win," she told Slade.

Slade grumbled. "I know - but I hate defeat nonetheless."

Raven turned to the victorious fighters. "YOU HAVE PROVEN YOURSELVES WORTHY, MORTALS! NOW, PREPARE TO MEET YOUR DOOM AT THE HANDS OF MY FATHER - TRIGON, THE TERRIBLE!"

Red lightning encircled Raven—

—and a huge red soul-self rose up out of her head.

"HE COMES, MORTALS! HE COMES!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The demonic laugh was even louder and seemed to come from literally every direction at once now.


Cyborg observed the spectacle with the others from the Desert. "I have a baaad feeling about this..."

Jinx watched - her face twisted in absolute horror.

TO BE CONTINUED…

END PART THREE