Chapter 2: Escape from Gothem
A/N ducks as many things fly toward her ok yes I know I know I haven't updated this story in like years! But know I am so leave me alone. Please Review! Just don't flame to harshly. And I promise the Titans will get involved soon. Also I know the chapters are short but it's how I had it written so ya know.
Arrendi
Disclaimer: I don't own the Titans, (but I can think I do), I also don't own anything else recognizable coughBatmanandSupermanandthecitiestogowithcough so I just need to get back to my therapy program and deal with it.
Strips of moonlight fell across the cold cement floor of the jail cell casting shadows across the face of the pale girl in the corner. She could easily escape, but it would be to obvious if she did. Instead she sat, patiently waiting, for the opportune moment, silently waiting for her ticket out of jail. In exactly seven minutes the prison guard would come down the cell hall whistling some silly tune from the free world, to deliver her food. He would open the gate to find an empty room, the alarm would sound as he pressed the small red button right next to the door, and he would flee leaving the door open. A trail of knocked out guards would provide sufficient cover for her rather unnatural abilities.
Footsteps approached, right on time. For every footstep the girls heart would pound harder and harder in her chest, but nothing would go wrong in the plan; it couldn't. Without thinking about it she turned invisible leaving the cell empty to the human eye, she also dropped the temperature to a chilling negative degree. The guard rounded the corner and dropped the tray with a clatter. The inside of the cell was covered in ice but otherwise empty. He threw open the clear door and then slowly ever so slowly backed out of the cell. His fingers fumbled for the minute button on the left of the cell door to activate the alarm. With one simple move the entire compound was awakened, red lights flashed and sirens deafened the prisoners and guards alike. The guard ran towards the command center sealing doors slamming shut behind him, but as he went an arctic breeze fallowed him freezing everything around the guard. Finally the guard slipped and fell hitting his head hard on the floor. His keys levitated and then disappeared, but they reappeared to open the front doors and allow the breeze into the cool night air.
Part 2
The front door to the old Victorian house slammed open, but no one entered. The carpet suddenly froze into place on the stairs as unseen feet thundered up them. The door to the celestial themed room opened and shut. Random objects picked themselves up and shoved themselves into a simple backpack. As quickly as it happened it stopped and the house returned to silence and normality. A block away a girl dressed in all black ran as fast as she could out of the neighborhood.
The girl caught the bus at the next stop out of the neighborhood and took it all the way to the terminal. The next bus to Metropolis left in an hour. Sighing the girl bought her ticket and slumped down onto a bench near the door. Quietly she began to doze off her exhausted body finally resting; unfortunately the police had other plans.
"Search the entire area she's what fifteen? Not going anywhere major!" the commanding voice said echoing threw out the building.
Casually the girl sat up and peered around the terminal. Police had started to sweep the area, searching every room and every bus. Trying not to be noticed she got up from the metal bench, unfortunately at the same time one police man shouted. Before his eyes the girl disappeared and reappeared thirty feet away. She'd left her bag behind and was headed for an already cleared bus that was about to leave.
"Get her!" yelled the captain but it was too late. The golden haired teen had just slipped threw the Gothem City police departments grasp. One officer rummaged threw the girls bag of things and found her ticket. He looked from the bus to the ticket and then smiled.
"Captain she's not going very far."
"How do you know corporal?"
"Because she's on the wrong bus." He said holding up the ticket "She was supposed to go to Metropolis, but that bus is going to Jump City."
Part 3
(Casper's POV)
I'm on the wrong bus, I'm not in control of anything, I have no money, and I am wanted by the Gothem City Police. I'm now sitting in the bus' bathroom panicking. I'm going to Jump City, I don't know anyone there. In Metropolis I could have gone to Clark Kent, at least he would have helped me find out what the hell I did to get charged with this crime, he also knows I did NOT do this, but no I am on the wrong bus. This is awful, my life, if not bad enough before, has gone straight to hell, and I am alone and scared.