Man, am I glad that A.M.B.E.R. is over! Now I can move on to other stuffs- such as this. In case you don't know who I am, I'm that girl who's doing that other story- URtrip.

I've had this idea for months, but was delayed because of A.M.B.E.R., a throwaway that spun out of control. Now, it will finally see human eyes!

Yay.

If you read the comics- which I don't- you'll know what'll happen in this one. But please, don't spoil it for anyone.

Chapter 1: Hurricane Destiny

"Everything closed up?"

"Yes," Beast Boy said. He sounded very tired. "All electric devices off, all food stored, and every window boarded up."

"Yep, every window," Cyborg said. "By hand." He held up his hand, which was beaten severely. "Why do we have so many freakin windows?"

"To let in the light when the weather is not stormy and horrible," Starfire said. "Such as it is now."

"Uh, hello, we knew that!" Beast Boy said, flailing his arms.

"Yes we do," Robin said. "But we all have to prepare for Hurricane Destiny in any way we can."

It was a dark and stormy night. Okay, so I've always wanted to write that. But it really was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled in the trees. The roads were asphalt riverbeds. Hurricaine Destiny was coming. It had been on the news for months. Tonight was going to be its stongest night. Titans Tower was braced and ready. All the windows were plywooded. Everyone was ready to migrate into the basement.

"Okay," Robin said. "We got everything?"

"Wind-up AM radio, check." Cyburg held it up.

"The high-calorie snacks, check." Starfire chomped eagerly on one.

"Books, check."

"Who needs your stinking books, Raven?" Beast Boy said without thinking. As usual.

"Ignorance of Beast Boy, check."

"Oh, ha ha."

"I think we've got everything," Robin said. "Titans, let's go!"

They all walked down the stairs. The basement still had a few lamps on, shaking from the intense gale that the Tower was in the middle of. Starfire flew down-however hesitantly- and spread down some blankets. The others followed after.

"Okay Titans, we could be down here for a while. I'll try to dig through all the gunk and look for something to do. The rest of you just...do stuff."

He ran off into the unfathomable reaches of the basement.

"He's...not going to be back for a while," Beast Boy said sadly to himself.

"Yeah." Cyborg's dejectedness lasted one second. "Who wants to play Uno?" He held up the infamous cards.

"YEAH!"

two hours later

"And I use the red six!" Starfire slammed the card down over the blue six.

"Aw man! I guess that leaves me no choice. Wild Draw 4, Wild Draw 4, Yellow Draw 2!" Cyborg looked happy.

Robin still wasn't back. Starfire, Cyborg, and Beast Boy were playing Uno. They were on their fifth game and going strong. Starfire had won all of them through sheer luck. BB and Cy's attempts to subdue each other were also a factor, as neither of them was good at stopping the other. Raven was reading a book. She was having little luck, as the shouts of the others didn't clash well with her attention.

"Ugh!" Beast Boy was drawing his sixth card when a horrendus BANG! shook the Tower.

At the same time as the BANG, the power went out. The lightbulb over their heads shattered. Somewhere in the inky drakness, a loud, feminine scream was heard. Beast Boy had an odd suspicion that it was Robin.

"Okay, that was unfortunate," Raven said, perfectly calm. "Beast Boy, hand me a flashlight."

"Uh..."

"You were supposed to bring them down, weren't you?"

"Well, I, uh...kinda forgot them," he said, rubbing his head. "I'll go get them, no need to order me, I'm just going up into the house with no garuntee of coming back to get a flashlight, bye!" He stomped over to the steps. The others could hear him crash into the wall as he want.

"He makes it sound like he's so brave," Cyborg said, deadbeat. "Ah well."

It was pitch black in the house. Beast Boy couldn't see a thing. He transformed into a cat, and their amazing night vison took over. It wasn't as bright as day, but he could make out the outlines of everything in the house.

Now...where did he leave the flashlights? Oh yeah.Third floor, next to that big window by Robin's room. Man, that's a big window. Took about twenty peices of plywood.

He streaked over to the elevator. The floor felt surprisingly spongy under his feet.He turned back into a (relatively normal) human just long enough to press the buttons he knew by heart. (If you're wondering how it operated, there was a backup generator for emergencies only- such as the elevator).As the 'ding!' sounded, announcing the next floor, he turned into a cat again and ran out. Okay, nothing there...nothing there...and...BOOM! What's that?

He was stopped by a sudden burst of light. It wasn't flashlight- it was firelight. Had someone lit a fire for fun and forgotten to put it out? Course not, the last time he did that he almost burned down the enitre seventh floor.

Someone had broken in.

Faintly, like a whisper, he heard voices. Apparently, there was more than one. He stepped closer. Now, he could make out what one of them was saying. The person's voice was high-pitched and annoying- like a child's.

"I'm still not too sure about this. I mean, what if they kill us?"

Wow, my very first solo TT story. One down, 13-ish to go!

-SP