Flashing Lights and Sounds
By Jedi-and
Disclaimer: I do not own TT, nor do I own Mr.Noel Collins but I DO own some of my own characters.
Little note: To add a certain air of drama to this chapter, read it while listening to Thrice's album 'Artist in an ambulance'. It helps.
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Chapter 7: Incapability to Turn, Helplessness to Trust.
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The doors couldn't hold out forever. They didn't the first time, and they won't this time.
On one side, trying to break in was the Troika. Powerful, underhanded villains that had had a score to settle with the Titans for an age. Gizmo, a technological wiz kid whose insults may have been unoriginal and immature, but that doesn't matter when you are a master of high-tech technology. Then there is Jinx, quick, skilled and able to use her hex blasts to alter probability of objects and cause the worst possible thing that could happen to them happen, allowing her to destroy anything in her way. Mammoth is next, a behemoth by nature. Slow, and not too bright, but one that packs more punch than a fully loaded tank. And finally their leader per say. Myth, a strong-willed, noble fighter who has been tricked into fighting for the wrong cause, and a dangerous opponent as no one knows the full extent of his power.
And on the other side: our heroes, standing ready for the assault on different levels of the Tower to try and slow them down with whatever ends they have. On the first floor stood their leader, the Teen Wonder Robin AKA Fearless, flanked by Cyborg, half man, half machine and all business and sonic cannon. One quarter up the tower stood the women of the group, Starfire and Raven. One a fiery red head whose alien powers granted her amazing strength, the ability to fly, and the power to throw bolts of destructive energy, while the other, half human and half demon, command enough telekinetic and magical abilities to level a building in three little words. Next, half way up stood two of the newer members of the Titans; Savior, a white haired teen whose possesses as rope-shaped energy ability known as the Shimmer that conforms to his every command, and Scalpel, an alien from a war-like race, whose sharp claws can cut through steel and whose power in battle is unmatched (indeed, Black and White can make a powerful pair). Finally, on the top level stood the last member, Beast Boy, a shape shifter who could turn into any animal you could imagine possible. He was protecting the injured young woman formally known as Shield, able to control technology with magic and form magical barriers.
The sides are assembled. The doors clanged one more time.
It's time.
The door flew off its hinges and flew into the corridor, knocking pictures off the wall and sending the seats they had there for guests tumbling as the Troika ran in, tech blazing and fists raised for battle. The two sides clashed.
"We have come for my sister!" Myth shouted as he rushed in, going past Robin and Cyborg as they started to fight with Mammoth and Gizmo. "And no one is getting in my way!" Unable to do anything lest they get struck from an unprotected side, Robin and Cyborg let him and Jinx past.
Mammoth lunged at Robin, but his quicker agility made things easy for him as he simply leapt over the brute and landed on the other side, prepping freeze discs, but his counter attack was cut short as Mammoth showed amazing speed as he threw his huge hand in an arc towards Robin, smashing him across the corridor before he landed and slid across the ground.
Cyborg had the same problem (abet in an opposite fashion): he was the large one who had to try and knock a little pipsqueak out of the air. Gizmo was trying his hardest to dodge the shots, but that plan went up in smoke when the jet pack he was relying on so much was knocked off his back by one of Cyborg's blasts. An inch closer, it would have been him, so he was lucky, even if he didn't think it as he bounced across the floor, nearly hitting Robin. Dusting himself off, he didn't seem to notice the metallic teen coming up.
Which was a bad idea, as Cyborg charged up and tried to score a field goal by kicking Gizmo as hard as he could into Mammoth, who barely even flinched at the impact of the baby sized person. I'm going to assume Gizmo felt worse about the situation.
"Time to get serious."
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Myth and Jinx hit the quarter mark on the Tower elevator, trying to make it all the way to the top. They were beginning to think they might have a free run. How wrong they were, as the elevator abruptly stopped and the doors opened, showing nothing but a dimly lit room.
"A trap!" Jinx yelled, jumping out with her 'boss' before the lift shot downwards, encased in black energy as it slammed back into the first floor.
"They are not stupid Ms Jinx; they KNOW I'm trying to go upwards, and therefore will find any way possible to slow us down." Myth said, stepping forward with caution. "I will take the stairs, though I doubt that will be any easier."
"They are on the other side of the room." Jinx called, pointing forward to the doors that lead to the stairwell. But before they could even get halfway, green Starbolts started to rain down from above, where the sickly looking Starfire floated. Myth dodged as many as possible, making a break for the door.
"You go! I'll handle them!" The pink haired sorceress yelled, firing Hex blasts upwards. She missed completely.
"Please stop right there." Starfire said, floating down, two Starbolts charged up and aimed at the intruder.
"What happened to you? I mean, I know you guys don't ALWAYS look your best but you could have made the effort... Geez." Jinx said, commenting on the appearance of the ill looking Starfire.
"I may be unwell, but I have more than enough strength to defeat you." Starfire replied. Jinx would have retorted if a cup hadn't sped towards her, forcing her to duck, only to be kicked in the face by Starfire, knocking her onto her back. Flipping up, she hex blasted the only visible Titan and missed again completely, hitting a random bit of wall. Starfire, on the other hand, had the trespasser in her sights, and she had a Starbolt ready and waiting with her name on it. She aimed and...
Dashed over to a sink, her hand over her mouth, and was unfortunately, violently sick. Jinx managed to arc an eyebrow while cringing at the same time.
"Well, wasn't expecting THAT." She commented, and aimed at the defenceless Starfire, letting loose with a blast that had enough power to cause some serious damage...but it never hit her, dispersing a few inches behind Starfire, who was trying to recover as quickly as possible.
"What just..." Jinx said, and then a black energy shield, which had covered Starfire, dispersed and a cloaked figure moved out of the shadows.
"There is more than one woman in this tower you can fight with. I suggest you fight with me." Raven spoke, her words cold and sharp.
"Bring it, you fashion disaster."
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The last of the Troika (one might suppose) who was not engaged in battle, ran up the stairs as fast as humanly possible, only to come across a recently constructed dead end several floors up.
"Figures." Myth said to himself as he tried to move the bits of twisted metal and concrete. It was crude-looking, but it was also sturdy and unmovable. Myth wasn't going to be able to get past this without a lot of hassle or personal injury. He looked across the room next to him and saw the lift. With Raven busy fighting Jinx, he had the chance to use it without it falling back to square one (and floor one at that). And since his sister was in danger, he did the foolish thing and rushed into the dim room to try and reach it. And of course before he got there both the entrance and the exit locked themselves shut with heavy girder like doors.
"Surprise!" Looking left and right he saw both Savior and Scalpel swing towards him on a Shimmer strand that was looped around some pipe work, their feet outstretched to kick him. And they did so, squashing him between their feet before rebounding off for another shot. But this time, Myth didn't stand there like an idiot and dodged out the way, spinning backwards. Realising that they would hit each other, Scalpel let go of the Shimmer and baseball slid under Noel, who swung over on his energy strands and let go on the other side, landing opposite his friend.
"Time to end this delusion!" The Blacktrinian shouted, as he righted himself ( he was still skidding) and leapt up with a full fledged swing with the clawed hand. But this was easily countered, and he was pushed into Noel, who countered with his own Shimmer strand that knocked away Myth.
"This might be harder than I had anticipated." He said, admitting his small miscalculation of the power of the young would be tyrant.
"You have underestimated much when it comes to me!" Myth bellowed as he charged into the pair, tackling Savior down to the ground and smashing his clenched fist across the young man's face. He pulled back for another punch, but the Blacktrinian grabbed his arm and pulled him off his perch on top of Savior and threw him into the nearest wall. The doctor jumped into the air to bring his metal clad claw down onto the head of Myth, but the creature dodged away and kicked the still moving legs out from under Scalpel so that he hit the floor full pelt on his back. Nigel quickly spun back to his feet, and then assumed a sort of fighting position, with one claw down and dug into the ground and the other up high but bending back round so the claw faced the opponent.
This slight distraction was enough, as Savior quickly lashed out with the Shimmer, whipping Myth across the back and straight into a spinning kick performed by his fighting partner. Before the man-mountain could recover, the Shimmer scooped him up and tried to crush him. Myth was a little confused, but he was no fool as he unfurled his wings and used them as leverage to push the glowing strands far enough away to slip out and jump away. But he didn't end up in a very good position: his back was facing the wall. And they were in the medical bay, with only one way in and out.
"Give up?" Savior said, wiping blood from his nose. His irritation was hitting fever pitch, and he'd love to take it out on Myth.
"Never!"
"Didn't think so." And they returned to their battle positions, time for round two.
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"Damn, these guys are getting better!" Cyborg yelled, leaping back from a laser barrage caused by Short and Technologically-Inclined, only to land into a chair provided rather forcefully by Mammoth. Shame it was in mid swing really, because it batted him straight into a wall, where he stayed there for a second or two. "Damn man..."
"Cyborg! You okay?" Robin shouted, throwing a Birderang at Gizmo to stop his onslaught and then another one at Mammoth to move him in a certain direction for a freeze disc that was lying on the floor after it deflected and failed to detonate. There was only one thing for it. Cyborg turned quickly around, his cannon charged as Robin tossed a third Birdarang to force a detonation. It worked, causing a makeshift 'Ice-cold Sonic Boom Attack', freezing the brute Mammoth in the big swing he had wound up for.
"You may have frozen him snot! But I'm still here!" Gizmo shouted, the spider like limbs emerging from his back pack.
"This has gone beyond funny." Robin said into his palm as he wiped his face, a little annoyed at the resilience of their enemy. That, or he was annoyed at the amount of junk Gizmo kept in his back pack. Who was he? The bastard offspring of Mary Poppins and a Popple?
"Now snots, face this!" Gizmo chortled as his whole backpack reshaped itself to unload a missile, and a big one at that! It was approximately twice the size of Gizmo himself. In fact, it completely obscured Gizmo from view.
"Not the 'Over sized missile' gag!" Cyborg protested, getting ready to run away. However, something caught his eye. There wasn't anyone attached to the missile anymore, and this meant that Gizmo had run off to watch it explode from a safer distance. Which also meant he no longer had any control in which way the missile was facing.
Outside the Tower, the little man with a lot of tech, Gizmo, ran across the island and into the boat he and the others had gotten to the island on and pressed the button on his wrist.
"So long crud munchers." He laughed with glee, rubbing his grubby little hands together. "We beat the Titans! Time for a va-ca-tion!" The thought of Barbados or the south of France appealed to him, maybe take a sight seeing tour of Asia, or have a little drink down under with people with funny accents. Never mind that he was underage...
He reached over and pulled the cord to the speed boat motor, but nothing happened. He tried again but this time he heard a sort of whistling sound, becoming deeper and louder. Must be something in the engine...
Too bad he didn't look up.
BOOM.
Screaming, Gizmo hit one of the windows several stories up on Titan Tower, so far up Starfire saw him shoot past.
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"Wasn't that Gizmo?" Jinx asked, walking over to the window. She nodded slightly as they watched what remained of the boat sink.
"That looked extremely expensive." Starfire commented, watching Gizmo slide down the glass with a broken nose before he fell off and hit he ground with a thud. They all cringed slightly: he'd fallen a fair distance.
"He'll be okay. He's small and compact so he can take damage well..." Jinx reassured them, raising her finger to emphasise the point "Anyway, were were we?"
"You had just pushed me away and Raven was chanting." Starfire replied, getting ready again.
"Right." Jinx psyched herself up and pushed Starfire backwards before leaping up and throwing a hex blast at Raven, who had the kitchen sink in her hands. Their battle had moved up a few floors as they were now in the kitchen area, where they might want to make a half decent dinner. If any of them could cook. Wait a minute, what the hell am I talking about?
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" The cloaked woman yelled as she threw the kitchen sink, just so no one could use the line 'You have thrown everything but...'you know the rest. It was a line that just really annoyed the half demon and to make sure it wasn't said, she threw it first! She wasn't a dumb one, our Raven. Alas her attack was seen a mile away and easily dodged, hence the jumping up and the firing of the Hex blasts. Raven managed to throw up a shield, but it wasn't enough to stop the second volley which sent her reeling into a wall. The pink haired intruder would have tried to finish her off, but this wasn't to be as Starfire flew straight into her, not enough to knock her out of a window, but defiantly enough to knock some sense into her and the wind out of her.
"Give up now! You are outnumbered!" Starfire said, her Starbolts aimed and charged.
"Sorry, no can do!" Jinx said, and then she backflipped out THROUGH the window, smashing straight through. She was lucky she didn't get slashed to ribbons, and the two Titan women ran towards the hole, in the hopes that she hadn't done anything stupid. She hadn't. She used the Hex blasts to slow her descent to an eventual stop and ran to where the boat was.
"Oh no, she is escaping." Raven said, amused as Jinx remembered the boat was gone and panicked at the fact. Raven cracked a smile and walked to the stairwell.
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Unfortunately the newer lads weren't fairing as well as the others did: Myth was far more powerful than they had anticipated. But, in one of those thank heavens for small favours factors, Scalpel and Savior was more powerful than he had expected as well.
A roar echoed through the closed room as Nigel jumped up with his glaive extended, only to be smacked across the floor by the open palm of the so called Sword of Justice.
"Doesn't this guy have a weak point?" Savior asked himself as he reformed the Shimmer into a blade and slashed down, attempting to slice Myth's arm off or at least wound him, but unfortunately Myth had other plans as he caught Noel's hand and threw him into a nearby wall.
"It appears that the answer is: no." Nigel said as he stood again. He sounded confident though, and this is because he heard something: footsteps rushing up the stair well. "But it appears we have a little help."
"If you think that, you are wrong." Myth replied. The grey man held up what looked like six cards, each with a symbol on them. "They can only help you if they can enter this room."
Quickly, with a flick of a wrist, he threw all the cards into one of the walls on each side, the floor and the ceiling.
"Of course they won't get this far." He continued, as he strolled over to Nigel and lifted him up. Bad idea, as Scalpel kicked back with his sharp foot, lashing across his aggressor's chest, pushing him back for the follow up kick that knocked away the bandana on Myth's head, revealing two horns, which were growing slowly into a sort of V shape, extending from his brow.
"Oh great, he's pulling a new power out of his ass. Lovely." Savior cursed, as the skintone of Myth shaded another tone darker. Scales started to show up on his arms and face, his eyes glowing white and wings extending and elongating. Noel wasn't just making idle observations though, as he attacked, lashing out with all the strength he had in the Shimmer, cutting deeply into the tough covering on the arms of Myth. But not enough to do any serious damage.
"Dammit, whatever he's turning into, it's got great natural armour. If he changes anymore, I won't be able to cut him." Savior said to Scalpel. "Why didn't you tell me he could turn into a dragon?"
"I do not know this fairy-tale creature you say he has turned into, but nothing is perpetual."
The pair attacked again, relentlessly. "Time for sacrifice participation!" Nigel shouted, ducking under the now claw like hands of Myth and raking his own talons across his chest, locking Myth's large arms to the side. Nigel had Myth trapped, but it wouldn't last forever.
Outside the rest of the Titans had reached the thick doors that the two Titans had used originally to trap Myth in the room.
"Titans! Get ready!" Robin ordered as he pressed the button to open the blast gate. Nothing happened. He tried again with the same failed result. It seems the cards that Myth threw into the doors prevented them from opening with a magical spell, probably placed on them by his sister before they had even known of the Titans.
"Okay! Plan B!" Robin said. He pointed at Raven, who tried to fade into the shadows to get through, but her image flickered a little and materialised exactly were she had left.
"It won't let me though!" she shouted, realising that her boyfriend was on the other side of the door with a near psychotic villain whose full powers remained a mystery.
"Hey don't worry; Scalpel is in there with him. Both of them can take him out." Cyborg said.
They paused.
"I'm sure of it!" Cyborg insisted.
There was another pause as the fate of the two would be decided on the inside without any outside aid. Raven wanted; no she hoped that her Boyfriend would be okay. Yes she had been mean to him some times, such as the time she banned him from touching her because he forgot to check the mail and refuse the entry of Gauntlet into the Titans, and then there was the time when he had 'accidentally' undid her bra in mid battle. He had been grabbing her to keep her from flying into the wall, and it was only against Mumbo but that was beside the point! But now she realized, as people tend to do in these situations, what he really meant to her, and the thought of losing him did not appeal to her at all. Not one bit.
While the Blacktrinian held on for dear life to his opponent, Savior debated what to do. He could attack, but that might weaken the hold Nigel had on Myth and put him in danger. He could wait for the others but then Myth might break free before then. Or he could...no, not that. He was in quite a dilemma.
"This is the part where the knight slays the dragon! Run him through with the Shimmer!" Nigel shouted from behind, hoping that someone did something soon, as he was losing his grip.
"But if I run him through..." Savior started. Noel had a temper, and he had no problem viciously beating someone who deserved it. But killing was another thing. Even in self-defense, killing crosses a line that Noel did not like to cross. He hadn't even killed his mortal enemy Jack Djinn, aka Asphyxiation, despite the fact that he was irredeemable and deserved it as much as any man. And Myth wasn't anywhere near Jack's level: he was just misunderstood, tricked by the Troika into believing the Titans were the bad guys. But much like the Charge of the Light Brigade was successful because the men didn't know they in reality had little to no chance of winning, Myth could very well mortally injure Nigel because he thought it was what he had to do. And if Noel stood by and did nothing, Nigel could be the one to die...
Was the only way to end this was with death?
But even as Savior pondered, the Shimmer reacted to subconscious thoughts, forming into a long blade at the end of his right arm.
"I know! It's your decision, but I would do something if I were in the place you stand now. Don't you want to see Raven again?" Nigel yelled, redoubling his efforts to restrain the power of his opponent. Nigel wasn't the strongest of his race, quite the opposite in fact, but he tried all the same. The words just spoken floated through Savior's head, like a bad song.
Damn it.
Noel lifted his Shimmer blade and...
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Oooh, cliff hanger. Please forgive me, battles are not my forte, perhaps I will improve? See you in chapter 8!
By Jedi-and
Disclaimer: I do not own TT, nor do I own Mr.Noel Collins but I DO own some of my own characters.
Little note: To add a certain air of drama to this chapter, read it while listening to Thrice's album 'Artist in an ambulance'. It helps.
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Chapter 7: Incapability to Turn, Helplessness to Trust.
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The doors couldn't hold out forever. They didn't the first time, and they won't this time.
On one side, trying to break in was the Troika. Powerful, underhanded villains that had had a score to settle with the Titans for an age. Gizmo, a technological wiz kid whose insults may have been unoriginal and immature, but that doesn't matter when you are a master of high-tech technology. Then there is Jinx, quick, skilled and able to use her hex blasts to alter probability of objects and cause the worst possible thing that could happen to them happen, allowing her to destroy anything in her way. Mammoth is next, a behemoth by nature. Slow, and not too bright, but one that packs more punch than a fully loaded tank. And finally their leader per say. Myth, a strong-willed, noble fighter who has been tricked into fighting for the wrong cause, and a dangerous opponent as no one knows the full extent of his power.
And on the other side: our heroes, standing ready for the assault on different levels of the Tower to try and slow them down with whatever ends they have. On the first floor stood their leader, the Teen Wonder Robin AKA Fearless, flanked by Cyborg, half man, half machine and all business and sonic cannon. One quarter up the tower stood the women of the group, Starfire and Raven. One a fiery red head whose alien powers granted her amazing strength, the ability to fly, and the power to throw bolts of destructive energy, while the other, half human and half demon, command enough telekinetic and magical abilities to level a building in three little words. Next, half way up stood two of the newer members of the Titans; Savior, a white haired teen whose possesses as rope-shaped energy ability known as the Shimmer that conforms to his every command, and Scalpel, an alien from a war-like race, whose sharp claws can cut through steel and whose power in battle is unmatched (indeed, Black and White can make a powerful pair). Finally, on the top level stood the last member, Beast Boy, a shape shifter who could turn into any animal you could imagine possible. He was protecting the injured young woman formally known as Shield, able to control technology with magic and form magical barriers.
The sides are assembled. The doors clanged one more time.
It's time.
The door flew off its hinges and flew into the corridor, knocking pictures off the wall and sending the seats they had there for guests tumbling as the Troika ran in, tech blazing and fists raised for battle. The two sides clashed.
"We have come for my sister!" Myth shouted as he rushed in, going past Robin and Cyborg as they started to fight with Mammoth and Gizmo. "And no one is getting in my way!" Unable to do anything lest they get struck from an unprotected side, Robin and Cyborg let him and Jinx past.
Mammoth lunged at Robin, but his quicker agility made things easy for him as he simply leapt over the brute and landed on the other side, prepping freeze discs, but his counter attack was cut short as Mammoth showed amazing speed as he threw his huge hand in an arc towards Robin, smashing him across the corridor before he landed and slid across the ground.
Cyborg had the same problem (abet in an opposite fashion): he was the large one who had to try and knock a little pipsqueak out of the air. Gizmo was trying his hardest to dodge the shots, but that plan went up in smoke when the jet pack he was relying on so much was knocked off his back by one of Cyborg's blasts. An inch closer, it would have been him, so he was lucky, even if he didn't think it as he bounced across the floor, nearly hitting Robin. Dusting himself off, he didn't seem to notice the metallic teen coming up.
Which was a bad idea, as Cyborg charged up and tried to score a field goal by kicking Gizmo as hard as he could into Mammoth, who barely even flinched at the impact of the baby sized person. I'm going to assume Gizmo felt worse about the situation.
"Time to get serious."
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Myth and Jinx hit the quarter mark on the Tower elevator, trying to make it all the way to the top. They were beginning to think they might have a free run. How wrong they were, as the elevator abruptly stopped and the doors opened, showing nothing but a dimly lit room.
"A trap!" Jinx yelled, jumping out with her 'boss' before the lift shot downwards, encased in black energy as it slammed back into the first floor.
"They are not stupid Ms Jinx; they KNOW I'm trying to go upwards, and therefore will find any way possible to slow us down." Myth said, stepping forward with caution. "I will take the stairs, though I doubt that will be any easier."
"They are on the other side of the room." Jinx called, pointing forward to the doors that lead to the stairwell. But before they could even get halfway, green Starbolts started to rain down from above, where the sickly looking Starfire floated. Myth dodged as many as possible, making a break for the door.
"You go! I'll handle them!" The pink haired sorceress yelled, firing Hex blasts upwards. She missed completely.
"Please stop right there." Starfire said, floating down, two Starbolts charged up and aimed at the intruder.
"What happened to you? I mean, I know you guys don't ALWAYS look your best but you could have made the effort... Geez." Jinx said, commenting on the appearance of the ill looking Starfire.
"I may be unwell, but I have more than enough strength to defeat you." Starfire replied. Jinx would have retorted if a cup hadn't sped towards her, forcing her to duck, only to be kicked in the face by Starfire, knocking her onto her back. Flipping up, she hex blasted the only visible Titan and missed again completely, hitting a random bit of wall. Starfire, on the other hand, had the trespasser in her sights, and she had a Starbolt ready and waiting with her name on it. She aimed and...
Dashed over to a sink, her hand over her mouth, and was unfortunately, violently sick. Jinx managed to arc an eyebrow while cringing at the same time.
"Well, wasn't expecting THAT." She commented, and aimed at the defenceless Starfire, letting loose with a blast that had enough power to cause some serious damage...but it never hit her, dispersing a few inches behind Starfire, who was trying to recover as quickly as possible.
"What just..." Jinx said, and then a black energy shield, which had covered Starfire, dispersed and a cloaked figure moved out of the shadows.
"There is more than one woman in this tower you can fight with. I suggest you fight with me." Raven spoke, her words cold and sharp.
"Bring it, you fashion disaster."
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The last of the Troika (one might suppose) who was not engaged in battle, ran up the stairs as fast as humanly possible, only to come across a recently constructed dead end several floors up.
"Figures." Myth said to himself as he tried to move the bits of twisted metal and concrete. It was crude-looking, but it was also sturdy and unmovable. Myth wasn't going to be able to get past this without a lot of hassle or personal injury. He looked across the room next to him and saw the lift. With Raven busy fighting Jinx, he had the chance to use it without it falling back to square one (and floor one at that). And since his sister was in danger, he did the foolish thing and rushed into the dim room to try and reach it. And of course before he got there both the entrance and the exit locked themselves shut with heavy girder like doors.
"Surprise!" Looking left and right he saw both Savior and Scalpel swing towards him on a Shimmer strand that was looped around some pipe work, their feet outstretched to kick him. And they did so, squashing him between their feet before rebounding off for another shot. But this time, Myth didn't stand there like an idiot and dodged out the way, spinning backwards. Realising that they would hit each other, Scalpel let go of the Shimmer and baseball slid under Noel, who swung over on his energy strands and let go on the other side, landing opposite his friend.
"Time to end this delusion!" The Blacktrinian shouted, as he righted himself ( he was still skidding) and leapt up with a full fledged swing with the clawed hand. But this was easily countered, and he was pushed into Noel, who countered with his own Shimmer strand that knocked away Myth.
"This might be harder than I had anticipated." He said, admitting his small miscalculation of the power of the young would be tyrant.
"You have underestimated much when it comes to me!" Myth bellowed as he charged into the pair, tackling Savior down to the ground and smashing his clenched fist across the young man's face. He pulled back for another punch, but the Blacktrinian grabbed his arm and pulled him off his perch on top of Savior and threw him into the nearest wall. The doctor jumped into the air to bring his metal clad claw down onto the head of Myth, but the creature dodged away and kicked the still moving legs out from under Scalpel so that he hit the floor full pelt on his back. Nigel quickly spun back to his feet, and then assumed a sort of fighting position, with one claw down and dug into the ground and the other up high but bending back round so the claw faced the opponent.
This slight distraction was enough, as Savior quickly lashed out with the Shimmer, whipping Myth across the back and straight into a spinning kick performed by his fighting partner. Before the man-mountain could recover, the Shimmer scooped him up and tried to crush him. Myth was a little confused, but he was no fool as he unfurled his wings and used them as leverage to push the glowing strands far enough away to slip out and jump away. But he didn't end up in a very good position: his back was facing the wall. And they were in the medical bay, with only one way in and out.
"Give up?" Savior said, wiping blood from his nose. His irritation was hitting fever pitch, and he'd love to take it out on Myth.
"Never!"
"Didn't think so." And they returned to their battle positions, time for round two.
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"Damn, these guys are getting better!" Cyborg yelled, leaping back from a laser barrage caused by Short and Technologically-Inclined, only to land into a chair provided rather forcefully by Mammoth. Shame it was in mid swing really, because it batted him straight into a wall, where he stayed there for a second or two. "Damn man..."
"Cyborg! You okay?" Robin shouted, throwing a Birderang at Gizmo to stop his onslaught and then another one at Mammoth to move him in a certain direction for a freeze disc that was lying on the floor after it deflected and failed to detonate. There was only one thing for it. Cyborg turned quickly around, his cannon charged as Robin tossed a third Birdarang to force a detonation. It worked, causing a makeshift 'Ice-cold Sonic Boom Attack', freezing the brute Mammoth in the big swing he had wound up for.
"You may have frozen him snot! But I'm still here!" Gizmo shouted, the spider like limbs emerging from his back pack.
"This has gone beyond funny." Robin said into his palm as he wiped his face, a little annoyed at the resilience of their enemy. That, or he was annoyed at the amount of junk Gizmo kept in his back pack. Who was he? The bastard offspring of Mary Poppins and a Popple?
"Now snots, face this!" Gizmo chortled as his whole backpack reshaped itself to unload a missile, and a big one at that! It was approximately twice the size of Gizmo himself. In fact, it completely obscured Gizmo from view.
"Not the 'Over sized missile' gag!" Cyborg protested, getting ready to run away. However, something caught his eye. There wasn't anyone attached to the missile anymore, and this meant that Gizmo had run off to watch it explode from a safer distance. Which also meant he no longer had any control in which way the missile was facing.
Outside the Tower, the little man with a lot of tech, Gizmo, ran across the island and into the boat he and the others had gotten to the island on and pressed the button on his wrist.
"So long crud munchers." He laughed with glee, rubbing his grubby little hands together. "We beat the Titans! Time for a va-ca-tion!" The thought of Barbados or the south of France appealed to him, maybe take a sight seeing tour of Asia, or have a little drink down under with people with funny accents. Never mind that he was underage...
He reached over and pulled the cord to the speed boat motor, but nothing happened. He tried again but this time he heard a sort of whistling sound, becoming deeper and louder. Must be something in the engine...
Too bad he didn't look up.
BOOM.
Screaming, Gizmo hit one of the windows several stories up on Titan Tower, so far up Starfire saw him shoot past.
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"Wasn't that Gizmo?" Jinx asked, walking over to the window. She nodded slightly as they watched what remained of the boat sink.
"That looked extremely expensive." Starfire commented, watching Gizmo slide down the glass with a broken nose before he fell off and hit he ground with a thud. They all cringed slightly: he'd fallen a fair distance.
"He'll be okay. He's small and compact so he can take damage well..." Jinx reassured them, raising her finger to emphasise the point "Anyway, were were we?"
"You had just pushed me away and Raven was chanting." Starfire replied, getting ready again.
"Right." Jinx psyched herself up and pushed Starfire backwards before leaping up and throwing a hex blast at Raven, who had the kitchen sink in her hands. Their battle had moved up a few floors as they were now in the kitchen area, where they might want to make a half decent dinner. If any of them could cook. Wait a minute, what the hell am I talking about?
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" The cloaked woman yelled as she threw the kitchen sink, just so no one could use the line 'You have thrown everything but...'you know the rest. It was a line that just really annoyed the half demon and to make sure it wasn't said, she threw it first! She wasn't a dumb one, our Raven. Alas her attack was seen a mile away and easily dodged, hence the jumping up and the firing of the Hex blasts. Raven managed to throw up a shield, but it wasn't enough to stop the second volley which sent her reeling into a wall. The pink haired intruder would have tried to finish her off, but this wasn't to be as Starfire flew straight into her, not enough to knock her out of a window, but defiantly enough to knock some sense into her and the wind out of her.
"Give up now! You are outnumbered!" Starfire said, her Starbolts aimed and charged.
"Sorry, no can do!" Jinx said, and then she backflipped out THROUGH the window, smashing straight through. She was lucky she didn't get slashed to ribbons, and the two Titan women ran towards the hole, in the hopes that she hadn't done anything stupid. She hadn't. She used the Hex blasts to slow her descent to an eventual stop and ran to where the boat was.
"Oh no, she is escaping." Raven said, amused as Jinx remembered the boat was gone and panicked at the fact. Raven cracked a smile and walked to the stairwell.
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Unfortunately the newer lads weren't fairing as well as the others did: Myth was far more powerful than they had anticipated. But, in one of those thank heavens for small favours factors, Scalpel and Savior was more powerful than he had expected as well.
A roar echoed through the closed room as Nigel jumped up with his glaive extended, only to be smacked across the floor by the open palm of the so called Sword of Justice.
"Doesn't this guy have a weak point?" Savior asked himself as he reformed the Shimmer into a blade and slashed down, attempting to slice Myth's arm off or at least wound him, but unfortunately Myth had other plans as he caught Noel's hand and threw him into a nearby wall.
"It appears that the answer is: no." Nigel said as he stood again. He sounded confident though, and this is because he heard something: footsteps rushing up the stair well. "But it appears we have a little help."
"If you think that, you are wrong." Myth replied. The grey man held up what looked like six cards, each with a symbol on them. "They can only help you if they can enter this room."
Quickly, with a flick of a wrist, he threw all the cards into one of the walls on each side, the floor and the ceiling.
"Of course they won't get this far." He continued, as he strolled over to Nigel and lifted him up. Bad idea, as Scalpel kicked back with his sharp foot, lashing across his aggressor's chest, pushing him back for the follow up kick that knocked away the bandana on Myth's head, revealing two horns, which were growing slowly into a sort of V shape, extending from his brow.
"Oh great, he's pulling a new power out of his ass. Lovely." Savior cursed, as the skintone of Myth shaded another tone darker. Scales started to show up on his arms and face, his eyes glowing white and wings extending and elongating. Noel wasn't just making idle observations though, as he attacked, lashing out with all the strength he had in the Shimmer, cutting deeply into the tough covering on the arms of Myth. But not enough to do any serious damage.
"Dammit, whatever he's turning into, it's got great natural armour. If he changes anymore, I won't be able to cut him." Savior said to Scalpel. "Why didn't you tell me he could turn into a dragon?"
"I do not know this fairy-tale creature you say he has turned into, but nothing is perpetual."
The pair attacked again, relentlessly. "Time for sacrifice participation!" Nigel shouted, ducking under the now claw like hands of Myth and raking his own talons across his chest, locking Myth's large arms to the side. Nigel had Myth trapped, but it wouldn't last forever.
Outside the rest of the Titans had reached the thick doors that the two Titans had used originally to trap Myth in the room.
"Titans! Get ready!" Robin ordered as he pressed the button to open the blast gate. Nothing happened. He tried again with the same failed result. It seems the cards that Myth threw into the doors prevented them from opening with a magical spell, probably placed on them by his sister before they had even known of the Titans.
"Okay! Plan B!" Robin said. He pointed at Raven, who tried to fade into the shadows to get through, but her image flickered a little and materialised exactly were she had left.
"It won't let me though!" she shouted, realising that her boyfriend was on the other side of the door with a near psychotic villain whose full powers remained a mystery.
"Hey don't worry; Scalpel is in there with him. Both of them can take him out." Cyborg said.
They paused.
"I'm sure of it!" Cyborg insisted.
There was another pause as the fate of the two would be decided on the inside without any outside aid. Raven wanted; no she hoped that her Boyfriend would be okay. Yes she had been mean to him some times, such as the time she banned him from touching her because he forgot to check the mail and refuse the entry of Gauntlet into the Titans, and then there was the time when he had 'accidentally' undid her bra in mid battle. He had been grabbing her to keep her from flying into the wall, and it was only against Mumbo but that was beside the point! But now she realized, as people tend to do in these situations, what he really meant to her, and the thought of losing him did not appeal to her at all. Not one bit.
While the Blacktrinian held on for dear life to his opponent, Savior debated what to do. He could attack, but that might weaken the hold Nigel had on Myth and put him in danger. He could wait for the others but then Myth might break free before then. Or he could...no, not that. He was in quite a dilemma.
"This is the part where the knight slays the dragon! Run him through with the Shimmer!" Nigel shouted from behind, hoping that someone did something soon, as he was losing his grip.
"But if I run him through..." Savior started. Noel had a temper, and he had no problem viciously beating someone who deserved it. But killing was another thing. Even in self-defense, killing crosses a line that Noel did not like to cross. He hadn't even killed his mortal enemy Jack Djinn, aka Asphyxiation, despite the fact that he was irredeemable and deserved it as much as any man. And Myth wasn't anywhere near Jack's level: he was just misunderstood, tricked by the Troika into believing the Titans were the bad guys. But much like the Charge of the Light Brigade was successful because the men didn't know they in reality had little to no chance of winning, Myth could very well mortally injure Nigel because he thought it was what he had to do. And if Noel stood by and did nothing, Nigel could be the one to die...
Was the only way to end this was with death?
But even as Savior pondered, the Shimmer reacted to subconscious thoughts, forming into a long blade at the end of his right arm.
"I know! It's your decision, but I would do something if I were in the place you stand now. Don't you want to see Raven again?" Nigel yelled, redoubling his efforts to restrain the power of his opponent. Nigel wasn't the strongest of his race, quite the opposite in fact, but he tried all the same. The words just spoken floated through Savior's head, like a bad song.
Damn it.
Noel lifted his Shimmer blade and...
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Oooh, cliff hanger. Please forgive me, battles are not my forte, perhaps I will improve? See you in chapter 8!