Renegade:

Chapter 11

Beast Boy was in a daze. The room spun around but he could barely make out a small door. Everything was blurry but he knew one thing, this defiantly wasn't the tower. The more things began to become clear the more the room began to look like some kind of holding cell. It was concrete all four walls, with a metal door sitting in the left corner of the room. On the roof was a small light bulb giving the room a small amount of illumination. The room was sound proof so the only sound he could hear was his nervous breathing. He had to get out of this place, and he knew just how. First he would need a duck, a piece of string and a nuclear detonator; he would use the string to tie the detonator to the duck and have him go into another room and detonate it. It was genius. But he didn't have time to enact the brilliant escape strategy because a T.V. came out of the wall. This caught Beast Boy's attention. He looked straight into its alluring gaze wondering what it might be. Just then, the screen turned on and displayed a swirling black circle around a white background, or was it the other was around. Beast Boy wasn't sure all he knew was that the last time he looked into one of those things he went brain dead. That was exactly what happened.

The jail guard stood in a room of monitors watching the stunned Beast Boy.

"Send my thanks to Mad Mod." He told one of the soldiers

"Yes sir."

Cyborg's systems went online. His red mechanical eye displayed an image of the room he was in. It was a white room with hard walls, brightly lit. He noticed his systems weren't operating at optimum level. He took a look at himself and noticed something terrible. All of his robotic parts were replaced by the equivalent of juck! "How could this happen?" He thought. The very thought of someone taking apart the T-Car made him mad; now somebody has gone and took him apart. He screamed in anger and threw his fists down. He was ticked. The last time he lost one of his body parts a monster ate it. Now some snot nose geek decided to play keep away with his entire body. He thought a moment and tried one simple method, the door. Heck, they can't be perfect so naturally they must have some weakness. He wiggled the handle to see that it was locked, and as he was he couldn't take candy from a baby, much less break down a high-tech security door. He sat down on the floor in sheer frustration.

"This just isn't fair." He complained.

"I can only hope the others are doing just a little better."

Starfire was lying on the ground. That bullet that the soldier shot at her really took a number. She eyes opened slowly and she noticed her body was on the ground. She had had an incredibly bad dream. She and Raven were facing down some evil soldier men, who were real Sorknorb's in her mind, and one hit her. She scanned the room and saw nothing that she recognized.

"This is not my home." She said

Realization struck her hard when she saw the truth.

"It wasn't a dream."

A faint noise came to her, it was music. She listened to the lyrics, which were really depressing. It was like listening to Raven 24/7, the sheer sadness of some of the songs made her cry, and without certain emotions, she couldn't use her powers.

"No!" She told herself. "I must think happy thoughts, Silky, Mustard…Robin."

It was no use. The sadness of what happened to her and the sadness of the song kept her from flying, or blasting her way out. No one could restrain her, but herself. The thought of Robin being dead came to her; the mystery perplexed her. She feared for his and the other Titans life. She had to know. She had to find a way out.

Raven awoke with relative ease. She was her eyes were pried open by loud music. She took a quick look around the room. They chose an interesting pattern, very distracting. It was a strange picture she believed of a Roman design but in it were the random shapes of today's modern art, all made was very distracting, like the music. It was some rock song by some band she cared nothing about. She wanted to exploded with anger and tare the place apart, but couldn't. No matter how hard she tried she neither could meditate nor wipe the area off the map. It was strange. She felt like she should have been angry, but there was the awkward peace that surrounded her. What she didn't know was that it wasn't her peace.

Outside the room sat Wraith, concentrating, hard on keeping Raven peaceful yet distracted. He had the amazing ability to relay empathic messages to people; make them feel, whatever they want to feel. Right now he was focused on keeping the beast from exploding. He could not let her experience any type of emotion, none.

Raven sat inside wondering what was wrong with her and what will become of her friends, and Ark.

Ark laid in a prone position, it felt like he was floating; he was. He opened his eyes and saw that he was in a capsule of Ko-to, a remarkable healing liquid. He too observed his room. Nothing special, a door in the back, equipment monitoring his health, and that dang oxygen mask on his face, he looked through the green tinted liquid to observe a man coming trough, Vincent.

"Finally, I was wondering if you'd ever wake up."

"What am I doing here?" Ark asked half of him knew the other, still waking part had no idea.

"You're my prisoner of course. You took quite a beating. You're lucky to be alive. You should thank me." Vincent loved the irony; Ark absolutely hated it.

"Rather not. Now let me go."

"Sorry I can't, we need you alive."

"For what?"

"It's simple really, You know where the location of other Renegades are. We could really use this information."

"Not telling." Ark told him.

"A shame, looks like she will have to die."

"WHAT! DON'T YOU DARE!" Ark screamed at Vincent angrily.

"Ah, so there is a she. Heroes are so predictable. Now let me see, since you've only had human contact with the Titans it must be one of them. Hmm," Vincent took a random guess, Ark would deny it either way, he must protect both girls, but mostly Raven. "Could it be, Raven." Ark tried to hold it together, he tried to not look suspicious, anger swept him. The thought of him even touching her made him seethe with anger.

"Don't you touch her! If you do, I swear I'll hunt you down like the dog you are, and when I get a hold on you, you will pay! If you thought Wraith was creative with his art just wait till I get trough with you!"

"Really now, last time I saw you, you admitted I was the better, that I would kill you. Have you really gotten so strong that I should be afraid of what things you could do to me? Where did you get such great strength? I assure you, you will not be even touching me anytime soon. See that device on your head. It's called a physic dampener. It lowers your mental capacity to that of a regular man. Besides, I wouldn't kill her. I'd get Wraith to."

Vincent walk out hearing Ark's loud voice curse and shout at him. He didn't care, just as long as he gets what he wants.

In a dark room sat two men. The man behind the towers siege, and the hacker who made it all possible, the dark man handed the hacker a briefcase with an undisclosed amount of money inside.

"Thank you for your business." The man said business like.

"What can I say? You guys pay well."

"Now as for part two of your deal, paragraph two, subsection one, the Titans are alive and Robin is within this building. I can lead you to him."

"Sure."

The two men walked down endless halls approaching the cell Robin was kept at.

The Titan's leader was in disarray. He woke up both stunned and fully alert. His failure shock hard on his conscience, but he wasn't about to let that stop him escape. He looked around his room, no windows, one door, and he was being kept in a traditional jail cell with hard iron bars. He felt around his suit to reveal that they striped him of both his cape and his utility belt. It was going to be hard to get out but he thought he could handle it. The handle of the door jiggled and opened up. Out stepped a dark figure shrouded by darkness so that he couldn't see his face. The mystery man took a few steps closer. He wore a skull mask with a blood red X where his forehead was.

"X?" Robin asked the figure.

"Hello hero." It responded.