Hello boys and girls and welcome to chapter twelve. Thank all of you for the reviews I loved all of them. Oh and Numbuh half way hell all reviews are important and I actually liked yours the most. No offence to the other reviewers you guys were great too. Well Robin's still in the maze and he isn't going to get out with me talking to the few people who actually read the authors note section, so here's chapter twelve of Teen Titans Pregnancies.

Chapter 12: A Rival in The Maze

Robin woke up with a straight as he looked around. He was still in the maze at a small camp site he had made with Gloor. Gloor was currently snoring as he sat up against a wall fast asleep. Robin frowned slightly as Gloor was suppose to be on watch. Robin stood and picked his cape up from where he had been using it as a blanket and used his staff to poke at what was left of the fire. Three weeks and he still wasn't out of the maze, he still wasn't back with Starfire.

"Your up early," Gloor said as he woke up and looked up at the simulated night sky that the dome around the maze made.

"You weren't suppose to be asleep," Robin said as he glared over at Gloor.

"So I was snoring to loudly, eh?" Gloor said as he chuckled slightly.

"Yes," Robin said bluntly but then sighed as he said, "but that's not why I'm up."

"So why are you up then?" Gloor said as he sat down next to Robin as he began to worry about his friend slash food source.

"I didn't think I'd be here in this maze for so long and I guess I'm getting a little homesick," Robin said sounding depressed.

"You need something to take your mind off all this," Gloor said as he put his hand on his chin as he tried to think of something to take Robin's mind off home. "I got it," He said snapping his fingers, "Lets go beat something up."

"Are you serous," Robin said as he watched Gloor stand up and extend a hand for Robin.

"Come on I heard someone in the clearing around the corner about five minutes ago before I drifted off." Gloor said as Robin took his hand and stood up.

"Wait you heard someone and you just went to sleep?" Robin said as he raised his eyebrow.

"Well it sounded like he was sating up camp too so I didn't think he'd be a threat," Gloor said as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Fine lets go see what it was," Robin gave in to his friends slightly childish ways.

"Great this way then," Gloor said as he began to lead Robin down the maze.

"So what did it sound like anyway?" Robin asked as he realized how tired he was with a yawn.

"Nothing big just…uh oh," Gloor said as he turned the corner to the place he said he had heard the noise.

"What?" Robin said as he stood in the entrance to the clearing where he saw someone poking at a fire in a similar way he had just been doing.

"Don't you know who that is?" Gloor said as he pulled Robin away from the entrance by his collar.

Robin looked at the man and shockingly he did recognize him. It was that General that The King had talked to before Robin was dropped off in the maze. The only difference was that he didn't wear his battle armour, instead he wore a louse fitting black leather jacket and a pair of similar pants. Along his shoulder was a long leather strap that had a few pockets in the front and on his hip was a long sharp sword with a jagged tip. He had one of his red hands resting on the handle of the blade as his long white hair covered his eyes as he looked down at his fire.

"Hey I do recognize that guy," Robin said as he began to wake up slightly, "He was talking to The King."

"Well of course he was talking to The King," Gloor said harshly at Robin's little knowledge of the other parts of the universe. "He's General Ph'yzzon of the Tamaranean Armed Forces! He's the most skilled fighter in the entire army and he's taken out entire battalions of Ginglipiean Korzats single handily!"

"Is that a bad thing?" Robin asked as he looked at the silent Tamaranean.

"For you maybe? I'm getting out of here," Gloor said as he tried to run but Robin grabbed his collar and stopped him.

"So what do you think he's doing here?" Robin asked.

"Competing just like us I guess," Gloor said as he scratched his head.

"He doesn't seem like Blackfire's type," Robin said a bit dense to the situation.

Gloor laughed slightly as he looked at Robin, "No offence to Blackfire she's a great girl but she isn't who most of these guys are fighting for." Gloor said as he looked at Robin knowingly.

"You mean…" Robin said as his mind began to realize things.

"That's right, your girls the grand prize and it looks like Ph'yzzon's the King's favourite to win," Gloor said as he looked seriously at Robin.

"Then maybe you were right about beating something up," Robin said as he grabbed for his staff and turned towards the clearing.

"Wait!" Gloor said sharply as he grabbed Robin's shoulder, "didn't you hear the first part about battalions of Ginglipi-"

"I don't care," Robin said, "I know you don't like it when I hurt people, I mean you always stay behind to make sure there ok?" Gloor smiled sheepishly when Robin said this but Robin didn't notice. "I still need to find away out of here though and he may know which way that is."

"Ok but just watch this before you go barging in," Gloor said as he spun Robin around to look towards Ph'yzzon.

Robin watched as a very large four armed alien entered the clearing that Ph'yzzon was sitting in. The monstrous alien had a huge upper body and it's muscles were bulging as it growled loudly at Ph'yzzon who just sat there unfazed. It's face looked disfigured almost as one side was puffed up and it's mouth was open slightly revealing sharp teeth. The thing had a scar over its puffed out eye that seemed to seal it shut. Its most noticeable features though was its four arms that were huge compared to it's already huge body. The veins were bursting from them as it flexed all four. It whore only a pair of black paints on it's small legs that didn't look like they could even support it's weight and by how slow it walked towards Ph'yzzon it didn't look like they could.

"That thing is so horrible that no ones had the guts to even name it," Gloor explained in a whisper as he watched Ph'yzzon who still looked like he didn't even notice the huge beast in front of him. "Most people would be lucky to live through a battle with it. Ph'yzzon's about to kill it."

Robin watched on as Ph'yzzon stood slowly almost like he didn't want to be bothered with standing. Ph'yzzon took a few steps toward the snarling monster who was now drooling like a mad pit bull, as the tip of his sword scarped against the ground. Ph'yzzon didn't move from there though, he just stood there and stared the creature down as a small breeze picked up his jacket lightly.

"What's he doing?" Robin asked Gloor as he watched the monster stand in confusion as it's drool slowly dripped down past it's chin.

"Ph'yzzon never attacks first," Gloor explained, "he sizes up his opponent and waits for them to make the first move and then he destroys them."

Robin looked back to see the monster's confusion wear off as it was replaced by rage as it raised all four arms above it's head and brought them down where Ph'yzzon stood. Ph'yzzon simple avoided the hit as he jumped up into the air, appearing only as a red and black blur to Robin. Ph'yzzon landed on the top of the monster's fist as he put his hand on the handle of his sword.

The thing didn't care as it just pulled back another of it's fist and sent it falling towards Ph'yzzon who took out his sword and swung it in front of himself unflinchingly. The fist stopped just short of Ph'yzzon's face and then slowly slide clean off the monster's arm. The thing lifted it's arm back to it's face to look at the stub shocked, Ph'yzzon took this chance to run up the creature's arm and slashed at it's face. He then did a back flip and landed gracefully on the ground as a long line of blood showed up on the monster's face before it fall back with a earthshaking boom.

Ph'yzzon then took out a small handkerchief and cleaned off his blade before replacing it back on his hip and walking casually out of the clearing through a different exit then the one Robin and Gloor were standing by. Robin just stood shocked at the near lightning quick fight he had witnessed before he snapped out of it and turned to Gloor. "Come on we have to follow him."

"Wait did you close your eyes and hum or something," Gloor said as he pointed at the fallen monster laying in the middle of the clearing.

"He was talking to The King about the maze," Robin said as he entered the clearing Ph'yzzon had just been in. "Maybe he knows a way out." Robin began to run in the direction Ph'yzzon had been going in but stopped when he noticed Gloor wasn't following him. He looked behind to see Gloor just sitting beside the fallen monster, "You coming?"

"No, just met me at the camp when your done," Gloor said as he forgot all of his worries about Ph'yzzon as he stared at the large monster.

"Your call," Robin said as he ran in the direction of Ph'yzzon, determined to find a way out of this maze and back to Starfire. Robin chased after Ph'yzzon for the rest of the night but had lost him long ago in the many twist and turns of the maze. He did make it back to the camp though where Gloor was sleeping peacefully like he just finished a big turkey dinner. Robin sighed as he sat down in front of what was left of the small fire Gloor must have started. Robin decided to go to sleep and look for Ph'yzzon and a way out tomorrow, he had new hope that he wouldn't be in this maze for long. If he could just find his new rival for Starfire's heart.