Finally! My Sixth Chapter! I'm so glad! I never thought I'd get this far! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed! You guys kept me going! n.n But I would like to especially my -GOOD- friend Arty! I never could have gotten this far without ya hon! Thanks for always reviewing! If I didn't have you, I would have been stuck with Beet Boy! ((Everyone: Typo))
Beet Boy: Hey! What's wrong with me! I was a good idea! People shall beware my vegetable power! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! -chases strangers with beets-
Wingy: -glances at insane failed Superhero idea- Ermmm, right. Well today we have a special treat! The character reading my Disclaimer shall be... -drumroll- Raven!
Raven: ...Do I know you?
Wingy: -.-; -sigh- Work with me hon, or else I'll never give back your herbal tea.
Raven: O.o; Wingy does not own the Teen Titans. Just Phantom. -claws for Herbal Tea-
Wingy: -chuckles at power over characters- Here's the rest of the story!
The Titans stood outside an old abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.
"So... that's the place that fit the description we searched for, huh?" Beast Boy raised an eyebrow and yawned. The Titans hadn't gotten much sleep over the past few days due to the lack of Phantom that had been coming up.
Or at least, that's how Beast Boy put it.
"Yes. Now please stop your pointless blathering, or I can't sense anything in there." Raven's hood was up, and only her eyes were visible as she glared at Beast Boy, who yelped at the look and hid behind Cyborg.
"I don't think you're gonna find anything in there Raven. My bio sense aren't picking anything alive up in there." Cyborg looked up from his left arm and glanced at Robin.
"Right." Robin spoke, his voice authorative, "Titans, go!"
The Titans started combing the building for anything suspicious, while Beast Boy, getting off task, started to stare at himself through the strange shaped glasses, making strange noises, only to have his head thwapped upon by a brick floating in the air thanks to Raven.
"OUCH!" Beast Boy sorely rubbed the back of his head. "What was that for, Raven?!"
"Focus Beast Boy. We're here to find clues about Phantom. THIS. ISN'T. A. FUN-HOUSE." Her eyes glowered red slightly.
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I slowly fluttered my eyes open, my mind still partly black and fuzzy.
"What the..." My eyes rolled, seeing a fuzzy image of sewage and a small light filtering from above. The smell was putrid, making me want to gag, with no help coming from the rotten taste of sewer water in my mouth.
I paused, closing my eyes and trying to remember what had happened, and why my body was in so much pain.
Then it all came rushing to me, the fight with Slade, the Titans, the horrible pain, the loss of control... and then my shredding of the bondage of Slade.
I gritted my teeth, slowly opening my eyes and looking around.
"Gah!" I spoke, my voice hoarse and harsh. The sun was shining through sewer grates above, and one large one beside me. They were both locked and rusty, and I realized I must have phased through them when I left Slade's hideout, though I remembered nothing of it.
I shuddered, revolting the brightness of the Sun, and started to scuttle backwards away from it, when a sharp pain shot through my body, I gasped in the pain.
I looked at myself and then deeply regretted I hadn't.
Slashes, cuts, and bruises covered me, and it was a wonder I had been able to drag myself to where I now lay. My left ear throbbed in pain, in the end where I had tore it off. I tenderly touched it, wincing at the sharp pain that attacked me.
"Dang..." I muttered, and sighed irritably, resting my head back against the curved wall of the Sewer.
I slowly and gingerly turned my head to look at my surroundings, seeing the rather large passage-way I was currently laying in led off into three separate forks, and I pouted, my right ear--the only thing not hurt—twitching irritably.
"I suppose I should wait awhile before I move..." I thought aloud to myself, then gingerly looked to into the light given by the large grated entrance, which I saw led the water inside the sewer into a grimy pathetic looking stream weaving its way through bushes and the underbrush. Luckily the bushes and small trees hid the entrance, which made me happy; that gave me some cover.
I turned my gaze upwards, to the grate above me, then quickly regretted that. The sunlight burned my eyes, and I squeezed them shut and kept them closed.
"Great... Just great. Would anything else like to happen to me to make my life miserable?!" I shouted, my eyes still fidgeting with pain.
A black machina floated by the entrance to the large grate, and I clamped my hand over my mouth, despite the pain shooting through it.
The Search Drone—what I concluded it to be—paused, turned this way and that, meanwhile I prayed that it wouldn't look my way. It looked at me.
I didn't move, didn't breathe, didn't let a hair on my whole body shift or move. These Drones belonged to Slade, and he was looking for me.
The Drone moved on.
I was silent for a moment, unmoving, just in case.
I finally let out a sigh of breath, then shuddered, since it caused my broken ribs a whole lot of pain. The shudder led to more torture, leading me to finally stop, and I let my eyes narrow, and I fell into the vile sewage water.
I laid on my belly, still partly leaning up against the curving walls, the water came to right below my nose. My eyes slowly released their pinched look and relaxed, I sighed and let the blackness of unconsciousness take over and let me sleep.
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Cyborg looked over his robotic arm, the sensor beeping, the only noise despite the shuffling of papers and the moving of test tubes and other giant machina.
The warehouse was much different than any of the Titans had expected. It was similar to something out of an old Frankenstein movie, full of beakers, old somewhat rotting papers, and giant recording machinas, electrical machina, electrical devices, all of which looked as if they hadn't been used in a good long time.
"BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP!" Cy's arm started going crazy. He glanced over it, and his eyes grew wide at what he saw. ((AN: Dued, his non-electrical eye grew wide. :) ))
"Yo guys, get over here! I think I found somethin'!" his voice echoed in the somewhat empty room.
"What is it Cyborg?" Robin asked, jogging up and careful not to shift or change anything.
The rest of the Titans glided, floated, and flew up to the two.
"They're foot-prints. Feline looking footprints. A couple of 'em. Not to mention some hairs. And I think you guys know who that means." He grinned grimly.
Robin leaned over, and took a picture of the footprints and gently picked the hairs up between two fingers and dropped them into a bag Robin had held out.
"Great." Robin held the bag in front of his face.
"With this, we'll be able to figure out the true identity of Phantom."
A few hours later all the Titans stood in the living room as the computer screen whizzed and buzzed. A beep went off as a mechanized voice said, "DNA match found. Identity of subject: Arianna Pawsone."
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I shook my head as I awoke when the half moon was high in the sky and its light shining across my still form.
"Perfect..." I said, grinning, the pain in my whole body still shaking me as I crawled up, my right arm clutching my ribcage while my left arm shakily holding myself up in a half bent position. My ears were held low, my tail drenched and was hanging limply in the slow moving water.
I shuffled slowly, deeper into the sewer; hoping whatever awaited me was better than the rest of my life.
That's all for now! Please R & R! :D