Let me start by saying please whoever reads this story will you please review I would like a lot more reviews, and then let me say that no this story will not get in the way of my other story in progress called Nightmares Never Die, the sequel to Nightmare In Jump City. Let me also tell you that the Titans will not look like the ones Starfire saw in her time travel. All views of the Titans will be different if anything in the past happens. So let's get going with ch.2.

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Ch.2: The Letter

Logan walked the cold streets of Jump City. It had to be at least 4 in the morning he had no idea why that officer would let him go at 4 in the morning. He didn't care though that meant less people to go through and less Price soldiers walking the streets. Logan hated the view in front of him; the once bright and lovely streets of Jump City had become a dark dingy and rotten old place. He saw a spray painted sign on a rotten piece of wood it said, 'Halt the Price Passion!' then next to it was a bullet hole and a look of stained blood dripping from it. He saw groups of people huddled together sleeping next to a trash can fire. One little boy stood against a bored he looked like he hadn't slept for days. His hair was filthy and dried with blood. His face had bandages and old pieces of gauze left hanging from his chin.

"You o.k. kid?" asked Logan with a softer but still frightening tone.

The little boy looked at him and pulled out a pistol he held at Logan's face. The kid himself looked like he was crying of fright and hatred at the same time.

"Back off you filthy Price worker!" he yelled in anger.

"Wow kid I don't work for Price now put the gun down." Logan said with a laugh.

The kid looked at him with suspicion and then lowered the gun.

"I'm sorry mister, you don't know who to believe now a days, by the way my names Wilison, Thomas Wilison." smiled the little boy.

"The names Logan, no first name added." laughed Logan as he whipped a dirt clump off the kid's hair.

Logan looked around and sighed.

"Can you tell me why all your family is sleeping on the streets, and why you look like you had fought in a war?" asked Logan with another sigh/

Thomas looked at him with a laugh.

"You mean you don't know? It's the Price Passion, you see about 3 years ago Mayor Jonathan Price had begun what he called the Price Passion, it was an extermination of all the street slime or whoever he felt was street slime. But by the time he had executed the Price Passion almost 3 quarters of Jump City lived on the streets, and his workers and villain were what he felt weren't street slime. So a couple of the head people started a rebellion against Price. They were all killed in one swift motion. Price is a very powerful and dangerous man, he has assassin and robbers at his very will, him and his adopted son Riku have been trying to destroy all the people who they felt weren't worthy enough to live in the hell whole they call Jump City."

Logan almost broke his fist when he heard the story, Price had become a bully, a now good dirty low life bully and now he had a son to carry on the Price legacy.

"Hey mister why won't you show me your face?" asked Thomas with a toothy grin.

Logan looked at him and shrugged his shoulder; he didn't fell comfortable in this over coat any way. So he removed it and showed the kid his real self. Logan was a very tall well built man; he had large muscles almost like they were what he was made of. He was skinny though, to skinny for a man his age. He wore lose black sweats and a black muscle shirt. Around his neck was something he kept dear it was a locket with a picture of the young him on one side and a picture of the majestic Raven on the other. On his feet were large steel tip boots and around his back was a black back pack. His hair was long; it stretched from his skull down to his upper back. On the top of his head was spiked hair was well. His eyes were a deep green that seemed dull and lifeless. His skin was a pale like green, but across his face were various scars from fights he had gotten into in prison. One his arm was a tattoo of his bar code and cereal number. Logan had large pointy elf ears and his smile showed 2 large fangs.

"Wow…what's with the green skin?" asked Thomas confused.

Logan looked at him with a little bit of confusion and a little bit of insanity.

"You mean you don't know who I used to be? I was a Teen Titan at one time, they called me Beast Boy."

"What's a teen titan?" asked Thomas still confused.

Logan's smiled faded and a frown appeared instead, his eyes became duller and his hands clenched loose of the fist he had created in them.

"You mean you don't know them, there super heroes, they save the world everyday."

"There's no such thing, super heroes would have saved us a long time ago if they live here."

Logan looked down to the floor and got up; he growled silently and then took off headed toward the harbor. He didn't even here Thomas yell at him to come back, he needed to look at Titans Tower one last time. When he got to the harbor where there was a cement road to the tower he almost yelled in anger. In front of him was not Titans tower but a boarded up old building, the T had fallen to the ocean floor and barley stuck up over the ocean. The remains tower was beat up and looked to be crisped from a fire. Logan fell to his knees. He got up and ran towards the tower, he broke through the old almost useless doors and looked everywhere from someone something, but nothing was found. He searched the main floor and found a small folded up piece of paper on the oval couch. Logan opened it and nearly fell to the floor when he read it, it was written by Robin he could tell.

Dear Whoever Read This,

My name Is Robin and I was a Titan at one time, this is for the world to know. Jonathan Price has destroyed the Teen Titans. We can no longer afford to live in the Tower or together ever sense or comrade left us. Price removed or pays from the city and left us to afford ourselves with the tower. We all tried to do it but in the end e just couldn't do it. But whenever you need us again we have scattered to places unknown, I and Starfire have gone to Gotham to live a life of quite and peace. Cyborg and his wife Sara have gone to Ember Town to do the same. Raven still lives in Jump City, she is waiting for her love to return to her soon. Remember these names and search for us, when you find us all we will help you bring down Price and his dark Price Passion. We only hope someone can find this letter before it is all too late. Goodbye and Good luck to you all.

Sincerely,

Richard 'Robin' Grayson

Logan wanted to shoot himself right then and there. The Titans were gone, defeated by Price and his damned Price Passion. But he knew what he had to do and where he had to go. He folded the piece of paper up and placed it in a small pocket in his back pack. He left the destroyed tower and walked off back to Jump City.

"I have to find the one person I miss most, I most find Raven"