Disclaimer: I do not own any DC Characters including Batman, Superman or anyone else. They all belong to their respected authors and DC Comics. As for Haley Brown, He's my original character.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc One, Part Two: Breaking and Entering

Downtown Metropolis, 2:00 A.M.

"So Detective, you want me to brief you?" The Cop asked.

"Save it Moholland..." He said looking over.

"Okay Detective Fischer."

The Detective walked into the apartment and looked up from his notes to the wrecked apartment. Blood on the walls and floor, chairs knocked over.

"Haley Brown."

Haley looked up, his lip was bloody, his fists were stained sanguine red, "Yes Detective?"

"Tell me what happened so I can come up with a mental image of this Scene."

"Alright..." Haley said getting up off the chair.

"I woke up when the guy was about 3 feet away from my damn face. He made a squeak and I saw him."

"And then what happened?"

Haley looked down at the ground, the memory's flashed past him...

Haley grabbed the man's hand, twisted and broke his arm. Alice screamed and became fully awake. She rose like a devil and immediately grabbed the man by the throat. He yelled out but his neck was squelched tight and it became a gargled sound. Alice threw him through the door and looked at the man lying on his back holding his neck. Haley was breathing hard already.

Haley looked up at the detective, "There's more if you'd like to hear it." The detective motioned for him to proceed.

Haley sat back in the chair, the apartment rebuilt itself again. The man on the floor.

Haley jumped back as the man stood up. Blood was leaking off his lip onto the carpet. Haley charged him, the man countered with a straight shot to the face sending Haley bowling into a chair. Alice gritted her teeth and sent a punch into the man's Jaw. Blood sprayed out of his mouth and splattered onto the wall. He twisted in pain and stumbled. Haley got up and looked him in the eye.

"What do you want!" Haley shouted, the man raised his finger and pointed at Haley.

He stumbled towards Haley like a Zombie. He sent a punch into his face knocking him back. He sent another one into his gut and he slumped to his knees.

"Alice, call the police. He's done." Haley said looking at his blood covered hand.

"And what happened after that?" The Detective said looking up from his clip board.

"When Alice went to call you guys, I turned my back on him for a second. He probably ingested something, or took something cause when I turned around he was on his feet. his eyes were wild and he jumped me. We started wrestling and he jumped on my back and started strangling me." Haley said getting off the chair and pointing his route, "Well I pushed backwards and before I knew it, the window broke. His grip got loose and he fell out the damn thing. I would've too if Alice hadn't jumped and grabbed my hand otherwise I'd've been street pizza just like that asshole." He said thumbing back to the busted window.

Detective Fischer looked at the window and then back at Haley. Haley's gaze was jaded and tired, but that was the farce, beneath the skin, Haley was alert, he was angry and wanted knowledge.

"Haley, I'll be frank. I know you're a retired vigilante..." The Detective said looking at him, "I know you used Excessive Force but you were threatened, so you get off on the charges. I'll say this, you really are one of a kind. I might not like your methods, but that doesn't mean I can't respect you." Detective Fischer said looking over at him, "We'll keep in touch. On the side, we have a hotel room put together for you. So if you could, we'll drive you to it. These two officers will escort you."

Alice pulled on her leather jack over her white halter top. Haley pulled on his t-shirt and pulled up his pants. They took some clothes in a duffel bag and they made their way down the apartments and out the front door. Flashes and yells from reporters far and wide exploded as the two stepped through the front door.

"Haley was this attack a staged affair!" One reporter shouted.

"Mr. Brown are you coming back to the hero community!"

"Haley!" They shouted over and over.

Haley reached over and drew one of the Police escorts pistols and raised it into the air. He fired. They screamed in terror and ducked. The lights stopped flashing, the questions stopped coming, everyone went silent. Haley, Alice and the Police walked to the cruiser and that was it. Alice looked over at Haley and pulled him into a kiss as they drove away.

San Fransisco, 10:05 P.M.

DJ lay on the couch, the remote in his hand, Beast Boy in the other squirming around.

"Sorry BB but the TV's mine tonight. You know me and the news..." DJ said smiling and let go.

"Dude! That was so not cool! I wanna watch my shows tonight! It's Friday for crying out loud!"

"I thought you watched Saturday Morning cartoons?" DJ asked.

"Yeah way back, now it's Friday nights!"

"Alright... listen, I get my 30 minutes of News, then you can just zone out watchin T.V." DJ compromised.

"Alright." He said and walked away.

"This is Ann Reynolds with your Evening News. Our top story, just in from Metropolis. Haley Brown..."

DJ instantly looked up, "Oh no..."

"Haley Brown, former Vigilante from Gotham City, was attacked tonight. The killer died from a 18 story fall into the street. Haley and his Girlfriend Alice were said to be just fine. After the scene was over however, Haley pulled a gun and fired it openly and left the scene with escorts. We here at channel five believe Haley to be a menace to freedom of the press."

DJ smiled, "Nice play Haley. Masterful." He turned the T.V. off, "It's all yours BB."

DJ went to his room and sat down on the bed. He looked at his trophies. The biggest one was Terra's goggles. Slade. The evil of it all, the twisted genius. He twisted her... just like Banished has twisted him. DJ clenched his fist, a faint glow of light etched out between his fingers. A knock on the door broke his concentration.

"DJ it's me."

"Come on in Lyn." He said.

The door opened and a brown haired, slim girl walked in. She was wearing a black knit sweater.

"You alright DJ? You look like what you were when I first saw you." Lyn said sitting down next to him.

"Just looking back..." DJ said looking at the goggles on the wall.

"What was she like?"

"Who?"

"The girl."

"Terra you mean?"

Lyn nodded, "She must've been a nice one."

"She was. I don't know many girls that actually did give me the time of the day." DJ said, Lyn put her hands on her hips, "'Except you."

She smiled and pointed at him, "Well as your sister, I have to say there's nothing wrong with you."

"Well you're one of the only one, but thanks." DJ answered.

Lyn walked out of the room to leave DJ in peace.

"You two seem rather close." Robin said coming next to her.

"He's my Body Guard, and he's my Brother." Lyn answered.

"I can understand that. He's a good one." Robin said.

"Yeah... I would like to know though. Why'd you guys kick him off the team."

He sighed and scratched his head, "DJ... he had... issues. Yeah, sometimes he couldn't stop. After Terra died he got violent, too violent in fact and we had to let him go. The group was unanimous."

"Robin, I want you to do me a favor. DJ loves this team, he considers you guys family. Me and him had nothing when you guys took us in. So to be truthful, I want you guys to respect us."

"We will." Robin said.

The two of them walked down the hallway.

"We will." he repeated.

DJ sighed deeply as he looked at the goggles. Deep down, he still loved her, and those words she uttered before it happened echoed in his mind.

"DJ... I'm sorry. I'm sorry about all this. You really were good guy, and in the end I think it was you who saved me. Just remember that DJ... remember that."

"Terra dammit let me help you!" DJ shouted.

"Sorry DJ but I have to set this right... me and me alone." Terra said, tears forming in her eyes.

"NO!" DJ shouted and dashed, a rock wall shot up in front of him.

He punched it over and over but he couldn't bust it down. He sank to his knees and cried out. The place began to shake right after that and he knew he had to get out. He burst out of the cave to the fresh air just as the explosions quaked from below.

"Dammit!" He shouted pounding his fist into the ground sending dirt into the air.

He looked up and not more then twelve feet away lay a box. DJ crawled over and looked at it, tears falling down his cheeks. On the tag it was for him. He opened it up and removed her pair of goggles. He looked to the sky holding them in his hand.

A tear fell down DJ's face, the memories hurt and stung. The tears weren't the worst of it, it was how clear it still was for him and he hated it.

Author's Note: I know, I changed the Titans Story around a bit. Along with me using the story off the Teen Titans Cartoon. I'm not a purist, I try and stick with continuity but this was my back story for DJ and I'm sticking with it. More to come.

H.B.