Chapter 4: Terror at Titans Tower

Author's Note: The reason why I ended up waiting so long before starting this chapter is that I rather wanted to see how Slade ended up when Raven's "prophecy" was fulfilled. As in, whether or not Slade still had superpowers. This story takes place exactly one year after the events of "The End(Wow, are the episodes great or what!)." Look for Terra to appear later. That is all for now. ON WITH THE ADVENTURE! You people sure have waited long enough…

As Static and his new friends raced towards Titans Tower, he saw an all-too-familiar streak of light flying across the sky. Without thinking, he turned around and went after it. It's Hotstreak, he thought. He, Ebon, and their new boss must have finished trashing the Tower and fled the scene! Just then, Robin's voice crackled through the pimped-out walkie- talkie.

"Static! Where are you going! The Tower's in the opposite direction!"

"Look, man, I know that, but I just saw Hotstreak—"

"You mean the one with fire powers?"

"Yeah, that's who. I just saw him flying in this direction."

"Do you need backup, or are you okay?"

"I'll be fine…just as long as none of them see me. I'll scope out Slade's HQ and let you guys know where he is ASAP."

"Good. I made a vow that if I ever saw that psychopath's face again, I'd kill him!"

"Robin, surely you can't mean that!"
"Oh, but I do. He's done too many things to us for me to do anything less. He forced me to fight for him, he tortured Raven, and, if not for him, a dear friend of the Titans would still be alive! How can you forgive someone like that!" Robin shouted.

"But if you kill this guy, you become just as bad as he is!"

For what seemed like an eternity, the communicator fell silent. Then, Robin replied, "Well, I guess you're right. But on the other hand, Slade is a freaking madman. He's got to be stopped. Keep us clued in, Virgil. And don't worry…we've got your back. Robin out." And the communicator fell silent again.

Fortunately, Hotstreak's trail was extremely easy to follow. He had left a burning red energy trail in his wake that smelled of ozone. It led Static to an old abandoned clock tower. It seemed to be in ruins. A battle had gone on here. There was also a humongous hole in the floor that led downwards to a pit of fiery lava. Well, I've seen enough, Static thought. Suddenly, a shrill cry for help broke the eerie silence.

Robin's communicator suddenly came back to life as he and his friends surveyed the damage caused by Slade and his new henchmen.

"Robin? You all need to get here right now! Slade's holding a young girl hostage and Ebon and Hotstreak have me in way over my head. I need backup—"

A loud smack. An explosion. Then nothing.

"Static! Static, do you copy!"

Still nothing.

Robin then activated the emergency alarm and wordlessly left the room. There was no more time for talk. Only action. And unless the remaining Titans acted soon, another dear friend could die. Not on my watch, Robin thought as he mounted his R-Cycle and sped away into the night.

TBC