Renegade:

Chapter 20

Two men were standing in an office room discussing what they met each other so they can discuss. One of the men was dressed in a suit and tie with his complexion that of a tanned European male. The other, was garbed in a more traditional suit, a ninja suit and though he may seem like a foreboding figure, his presence in that place was not one of aggression. Rather, he was there to barter with the man in manner of speaking, though not in the traditional way. The European skinned man strode toward a coffee pot that lay in the right corner of the room. He lifted the pot with it pointing to the mysterious man he was having a conference with and asked, "Coffee?"

"No thank you." Was the mysterious man's reply, "Now, about this little 'job' for lack of a better word, there has been one question that has plagued my mind; why do you need me when you have their lives already in your hands?"

"It's not about their lives, Mr. Bushido; it's about credibility. If we just kill them now it would look suspicious if they just disappeared without a trance and never return. People have already begun speculating that Visor's had something to do with their disappearance."

"But they did."

"Of course they did, but we don't want that to be necessarily public knowledge."

"Villains never do, unless their stupid. Now, are you sure he'll be safe?"

"My guarantee is iron-clad. We have our top medical advisors working with him he will currently be able to live as long as he's with us, but for a cure you would need to fulfill our deed."

"Good. Now where's the first place I need to go?"

"That would be Beast Boy's prison. He currently is being kept at this building so you may 'free' him if you want."

"Why don't you just give me proper leave so I can get him and be on with my life without having to resort to sneaking around this place?"

"Wouldn't look good to the changeling, and it wouldn't look good on us. This is a hush-hush project so we wouldn't want every guard knowing about it."

"I see. Well, can you at least tell me where he is?"

"Cell-block A on the fourth floor, so do we have an agreement?"

Bushido took Vincent's hand.

"Yeah, I'll do your deed."

In Vincent hand Bushido saw what looked like a Titan's communicator.

"You'll need this."

Bushido took the present before the left the room in a casual manner. From there he had to decide how he would get there. Getting to the fourth floor would be easy enough; Vincent's office was across from an elevator. Finding him may be a different story, though "A" was the first letter in the alphabet he knew that cell block "A" didn't necessarily mean the first cell block, and even if it was that elevator could dump him off at Cell Block "Z" for all he knew. He decided to see where the elevator could take him. He walked into the elevator and pressed the '4' button.

Seconds later he arrived at his chosen destination and quickly got out of the well lit elevators and into the shadowy corners and hallways. There were two ways to go, right and left. Bushido looked both ways and seeing that there were no signs to point him toward the Titan he decided to go with left. He made a persistent descent into the hallway walking at an average pace. He figured since the murder was a lower floor they would first lock down that area and work their way up. He passed by several different doors with names of areas on them but no cell blocks until he went to the very end of the hallway.

There at the end was a door with a sign that read in English "Cell Blocks A-D." Bushido decided he was in the right place. There was only one problem; above the door a security camera kept a locked sight on the door and it's surroundings meaning that he would have to analyze the situation. After some examination and a little experimentation he concluded that the camera was too tough to be sliced with a throwing star so he would have to find other means.

The camera had a patrol rang long enough for him to not be able to get near the door but short enough so he couldn't time his assault on the cell blocks without being found out. The hallway had a flaw though; it was lit with light bulbs. After taking down all the lights he cautiously made his way to the door and tries the doorknob.

He got lucky. The person who left their patrol to go down with the other guards must have forgotten to lock the prison doors. After quickly opening up the door he found himself in Cell Block A and after about five tries he finally found Beast Boy.

He had a dazed look on his face as if he was a vegetable (Well you are what you eat). He looked toward the wall and saw a video screen with a swirling hypo-disk like thingy. Bushido slowly began to feel his consciousness slip away from him but before that happened he quickly drew his blade and sliced right though the screen. Aside from a slight feeling of fatigue his consciousness was returned to him.

Sadly this was not true for Beast Boy. His eyes seemed to reflect that same hypnotic swirl; his mouth was ajar letting out enough drool to flood the Nile. He moaned and groaned incomprehensible sounds as Bushido tried to get him awake.

He tried poking him, prodding him, and it even got to the point where he poked him with his knife. Alas, none of these methods proved successful, but his next method accomplished his goal.

"Konichiwa" He said, which meant hello.

Beast Boy began to burst into hysterical laughter. "Dude that sounds like…Japanese! Sweet! A ninja!"

Beast Boy began to examine the stranger poking and prodding him in the sides and after he was satisfied with his new friend being real he began looking at his equipment.

"Dude, is this a sword?"

"I…"

"Awesome, what that?"

"That's…."

"Are these ninja stars?"

"Those are…"

"Wait a second," Beast Boy blinked twice and looked at Bushido with a bewildered look in his eyes. "Who are you?"

"My name's Bushido."

"And why are you in my room?"

"First of all, this isn't your room. Secondly, I'm here to save you."