Renegade
Chapter 10
Dark clouds were looming over the city; the sky was becoming angry. At first it was just a trickle. A trickle turned into a shower. The shower turned into an all out storm. The rain pattered down on the abandoned highways and byways, but the thunder where all could hear it.
"Aaaaah!" screamed a little boy. He was sitting in his racecar bed. The young boy huddled himself together thinking about what was happening.
"It was only rain. It was only rain. What if it wasn't rain? What if Thunder and Lighting are back? Mommy!" The little boy ran in fright to his parent's room. He cracked open the door which gave a loud squeak, which woke up the boy's mother.
"What's wrong Bobby?"
"It's raining. I'm scared that of the lightning. What if Thunder and Lightning are back? I don't wanna have our house destroyed again."
"Come up here." The mother spoke gently; the young child obeyed his mother's request. She picked him up and laid him down in between her and his father. She stroked her fingers through her son's hair, for some reason that would always calm him down.
"Don't worry; if they are back the Titans will take care of them."
"Yeah! The Titans never lose."
"Hurry!" Cyborg's booming voice ordered Beast Boy who was lagging behind. They were running for some form of refuge. They found it. It was the room that the T-Sub laid in. It was still a spaceship from their last mission. Cyborg and Beast Boy ran into the room. Cyborg put his hand on the fingertip scanner. The door closed and lock behind them.
"What are we gonna do Cy?" Asked Beast Boy, he was worried they might lose.
"Fight." Cyborg simply replied.
The door swished back open.
"Arggggh! Whoever is hacking us is too good. They've made it so I can't lock the doors anymore! What are we going to do now?" Cyborg was infinitely frustrated.
"Hide." Was Beast Boy's response, he was suggesting an ambush which was a pretty good idea for him.
Beast Boy turned into a mouse and crawled into a small crack in the T-Sub. Cyborg ran behind one of the big engines; surprise would be on their side.
Three soldiers walked through. Two soldiers stayed on the left side of the door. Three stayed on the right. The soldiers used their flashlights rather than night vision. They listened to the traffic on the air waves. They made their way slowly to the center of the room, standing back to back. They looked from side to side for anything unusual. They decided that nobody was in the room until somebody checked out the T-Sub. He spotted Cyborg's leg and alerted the others by raising his hand. He motioned for them to stay and began walking into his direction. Cyborg looked at his leg to see a light shinning on it and it was getting closer, and closer. He knew the found him. He cursed under his breath. The soldier was moving closer and closer; he was right on top of him. He inched his way around the engine to get a clear view. He was right below BB.
A green skinned panther jumped out and onto the soldier. Clawing and biting, it slowly made it through his armor. The other soldiers were firing upon this mysterious panther. They were all completely distracted.
Cyborg figured this was the time to strike. He whirled around the engine and trusted himself at a marine before he had time to figure out what was happening. The marine fell over, but was not unconscious.
Suddenly, the green panther turned into a gorilla. The gorilla quickly beat down the marine that was so close to him. He fell over, unconscious. The gorilla turned its attention to the marine that was not under any type of attack. It morphed into a wolf and charged at its unsuspecting prey. The soldiers on the side deceived it was pretty much time to open fire. From the right and left sides came a hail of bullets whizzing all around the room.
Cyborg blasted the soldier he put on the ground with an attack of sonic cannon. He turned and did the same to the soldier next to him. Soon all the gunfire was being directed to him.
Beast Boy moved with the agility that accompanied with being a wolf. As he ran toward his foe he noticed that his enemy had a hole in his armor. He was going to take advantage of this. He quickly morphed into a mouse and crawled inside his armor. Scurrying around, he came across three wires, a red one, a blue one, and a green one. He took hold of the green one and bit at it. The soldier's flashlight went out. He tasted the blue one. The soldier's onboard HUD went out. He tasted the red one. The voltage that ran through that one gave him a hedge shock. His hair stood on end and he began screaming in pain. Luckily this was the good wire. That wire knocked out all power to his supply and he fell over. The soldier hit his head on his glass dome, knocking him out.
Cyborg was being hailed upon by armor piecing bullets that ripped through his plating. He promised himself he wouldn't but he looked at this supply. Power was at 64. He supercharged a blast and directed it toward the left wall were the most people were hiding. He shot the blast. Power was a 34. The blast caused a huge hole in the wall. Two soldiers were knocked out; one died. The soldiers still did not give up their relentless attack. Power was at 27.
Beast Boy ran toward the door. One of the soldiers saw this however and threw a grenade in his direction. It landed next to his feet and exploded, the blast rendered Beast Boy in his human mode, unconscious.
Cyborg saw the fate of the hurt friend and retaliated. He screamed in anger as he fired another super charged blast. Power was a 0. The shot killed the marine behind the wall, but there was still one more left standing. The marine walked over to the fallen warriors and made his report. "We got them sir."
"Excellent, stand by until further instruction."
"Acknowledged."
Robin stood there on the edge of the heli-pad holding his wounds. He had taken a beating before but he was about to let that happen again. He had his plan figured out; out of his utility belt came two Bird-o-rangs and ran straight for Vincent. Vincent ran after him as well and with his newly acquired weapon, he struck. Just then, something he didn't expect happened. Robin block the blow by raising his right arm then punched him with the hand that held the Bird-o-rangs. Vincent winced in pain and jumped back. Both Robin and Vincent just realized something, he can't predict reflexes. Robin kept running at him and kicked upward. Vincent stepped back and dodged the blow and in return provided his own planting Robin's head on the ground. Robin jumped back up before Vincent got in anymore hits and threw his Bird-o-rangs. He blocked it of course but it wasn't his plan for them to hit but to distract him from a hard punch. The punch collided with Vincent before he had a chance to see it coming. Vincent gave Robin a good uppercut that sent him into the air and back down to land. Vincent kicked him aside. Robin got back up. It was getting harder and harder for him to get back up. He ran at him once more. Vincent took up his new pole and struck Robin in the head with it. Robin went down. Vincent took the defeated teen by his shoulders.
"Force do you call him? Tell me where is he." Vincent commanded.
"Ne…never. I'll never tell you."
"We'll just see about that."
Vincent looked straight into Robin's eyes and peered into his thoughts, his memories. He was looking for something, anything that would help him. He found it. He saw a scene with a woman in a red dress. She was very angry green flame coming from her eyes. She addressed some type of mutant that was half-man half-spider. "Keep you legs off of my boy!" She commanded it. Vincent had seen enough. He looked back at his fallen enemy.
"Tell me. Tell me, or I'll kill her."
A look of horror came over Robin's face. "No! I'll tell you. I told him to leave. He's probably is in the city by now."
"If that's the case, then Wraith already has a hold of him. Drat. Oh well, I guess I could help him."
"Please, don't hurt her."
"You heroes are so predictable. There's always a girl. Don't worry she's safe for now, at least from me."
Robin tried to stay conscious. He tried to get up and show him that nobody messes with the Teen Titans, but he didn't have the strength. He only fell back, knock out.
Vincent took out his flip phone and reported in.
"Sir I have Robin."
"Excellent you know what to do."
"Yes sir."
Force extended his arm toward Wraith. He pointed his thumb up and his index finger out as if he was using his hand as a gun. That's exactly what he was doing. Wraith ran at him to try to get a slice, but before he got there he was hit by what felt like a bullet. The energy Force had charged on one of his fingers just hit him in his left shoulder. "Arggh!" He screamed in both pain and anger. He was not going to give up. He kept running and sliced at him horizontally. Force ducked under the blow and gave him a nice uppercut. Wraith's right arm let go of the sword and struck at Force, pushing him back. Force responded to this with another of his five bullets of which only three were left now. This one Wraith dodged with relative ease. He ran to him again and struck at his chest. This time he struck something but it was not anything vital. Force had a cut going down diagonally to his stomach. Force reacted with a swift kick. It hit but it lacked power due to the bleeding parts of him. Wraith kicked him back but his had much more power than Force's. It sent him flying up; in mid-air Force rotated to get a clear view pointed his gun hand at him and shot two shots. The shots only grazed his ankle but hurt all the same. He only had one shot left. Force got back up and attacked him for a change, a change that Wraith was willing to deal with. Wraith's long sword would hit him sooner than Force's fist or feet would so he was confident that he would hit first. He was right. He struck at about the same area the first blow was at deepening the gash in him. Force view blurred; his legs strained to stay up but it was no use. He fell to his knees. Making it look like some sick knighting ceremony. Wraith looked at his prey, his sword inches from his face. He readied himself for the final blow.
"Die…." Forced murmured.
"What was that?"
"DIE!"
A surge of energy came over him, lifting him in the air. It was impossible to control, all of his energy from his mind, his body, his very life, came against one thing, Wraith. The energy struck at him; wave after wave hit him adding many more scars to his collection. It bit. It clawed. It smashed. His ribs cracked his lungs gave out. Both warriors were lying on the ground. Wraith had but one chance to survive, he feverishly took out of his coat pocket a needle, a med-pack. He stuck it into his arm and pushed the strange liquid within. His vitals returned and he was brought into a stable condition. He would sleep until someone rendezvoused with his location.
Force didn't have that luxury. His mind wondered and thoughts faded slowly. He wondered if this was the end. He searched out within his mind for something anything to hold on to, something to focus on. He found it. It was the voice of a woman, Raven's. She repeated the same thing over and over again to herself but it wasn't her usual mantra. Force also felt like it was directed exclusively to him. It was, "Don't die. Don't die. Don't die…"
The room filled with black energy as Raven felt the impossible was true, Ark was leaving this realm. Worry and angst filled her mind as the black energy turned from passive to violent. Waves began to fill the area tearing apart anything within sight. She didn't know what to think or what she thought at the time. In all of this Trigon was not there. Her father wasn't present and she felt he couldn't be present in this. Do not misunderstand though, the room was being torn apart by black energy, but this energy was her own. It tore away at the soldiers in the room and soon it expanded to those out side. For them it was like being in a tornado, or a hurricane. Their bodies were flung around at random, but at the same time there was some order to it. Then anger entered her mind, and with it, Trigon. He eyes doubled and narrowed like a raven's. They turned blood read and her robe was consumed by what looked like tentacles. The stress this put on her was too much. She fell unconscious, and with her the black energy faded. There was but one soldier still left on his feat to tell what happened. Shock, amazed, and dumbfounded he finally found the wits to use the com-link.
"Si….Sir The girls are down."
"Good. Prepare yourself for I am sending support in."
"Don't mind me asking but, where are we going to keep these…things."
"Don't worry; I have prepared prisons each far from each other. Each one will have a way to keep them in check; with the way I've set them up, they can't possibly escape on their own."