Disclaimer: I should be doing this, but I usually forget, I do not own Teen Titans, as much as I wish that I did. DC, the owners, can not sue me though, this is a work of parody, therefore perfectly legal.

A/N: Still no correct guesses concerning the identity of the villain. Admittedly, he's rather obscure, he appeared in one episode, and I'm not sure what series, not TT, and not Justice League Unlimited.

I also mentioned in the first chapter that I am open to suggestions for titles, haven't received anything in that vein.

Currently Untitled

Chapter 3

Gar dropped both his bag and Raven's next to his desk. He grabbed a phone book and started to flip through it almost frantically. "Vic, I need a ride." he said without looking up.

"Um, Gar?"

Gar looked up into the concerned faces of his two roommates, "Look, I think Raven's in trouble, I need to go see her."

Dick picked up a newspaper off his desk and handed it to Gar, "Take a look at the article near the bottom. Gar scanned the page until he saw the article Dick was talking about.

The headline read, Suspect In Murder Trial Released. Scanning down, he read that Trigon Roth was released after being held for one year. The charges were dropped after the disappearance of several key pieces of evidence and witnesses. The article also cited suspicions of connections with the Sheol crime syndicate. "Is this Raven's dad?"

Vic nodded, "He sounds like a nasty dude, man."

"We need to get over there now."

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Gar nervously rapped his knuckles on the oak front door of the small house. They could here muffled voices speaking inside. When Gar strained his hearing he heard a man's voice, "I'm finished with you, for now. Get to your room." After a brief pause, the door opened revealing a middle aged man with graying hair, breathing heavily. "Yeah?"

"Um, is Raven hear?"

"What do you need?"

"She left her bag at school." Gar held it up.

The man took it roughly, "I'll give it to her."

As he closed the door, Vic stuck his foot in it, "We were gonna go to the movies, we were hopin' she could come."

"She sick, she won't be interested in coming." Vic pulled his foot back as Raven's father slammed the door.

"Well, I guess that's out of the question."

He and Gar walked back to the car silently. Gar didn't speak until they were out of sight of the house, "Stop the car."

"What's up, man?"

"Stop the car."

Vic pulled the car over, "You're not going to do something stupid are you?"

"Nah, I'm just gonna climb the tree in their back yard and see if I can find Raven."

"Dude, you're gonna get yourself killed."

"I'll give you a call if anything comes up." Without giving Vic another chance to protest, he threw open his door and was jogging back to the house they had just left. Rather than going to the front door, he went around to the small back yard and examined the tree. "It's no rainforest, but I bet I could climb it." Five minutes later, he was balancing precariously on a high branch, carefully transferring his weight to the nearby first floor porch.

Gar crawled to the window that overlooked the porch roof, and peered through. He could see that it was Raven's room, and saw her apparently asleep on the bed. She was facing away from the window and moving very little. He knocked lightly, but didn't get a response. After he knocked a little louder, he started working at getting his fingers into the crack of the window. After a few false starts, he managed to get the window open far enough for him to crawl through.

Gar walked to the edge of Raven's bed as quietly as he could and knelt next to her. He gently shook her shoulder, "Rae? Wake up."

Raven groaned a little, but sat up with a grimace of pain, "Gar? What do you think you're doing here?"

Gar examined several new bruises that were forming on her face, "Door want a rematch?"

Raven stared at him as though he had gone insane, then remembered their earlier conversation, "There's nothing you can do, don't get any stupid ideas."

"They're the best kind. Get up, I'm getting you out of here."

"I can't leave. Gar, you don't know what kind of danger..."

"Your father's into organized crime, and he's just gotten off of a murder charge, right?"

"Um, yeah."

"I'm willing to take the risk, and I'm not leaving unless you're with me."

Raven stared into his eyes and saw for the first time an inner strength hidden behind his mask of humor. She also saw that he was not exaggerating. With a disgusted sigh, she started to pull herself up, but stopped, clutching her side. Gar helped her to sit, then started to pull up the hem of her shirt. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"I want to see what he's done to you."

With another sigh, she relented, allowing him to reveal deep purple bruises that were forming. He gently laid a hand on one, causing her to pull back with a hiss of pain. "What did he do here?"

"He'd knocked me down, and I was trying to get up. He kicked me."

"I think he cracked some ribs."

"I felt something break."

Gar stood and took a step back. He felt an unfamiliar emotion rising within him, hatred, pure rage. His fists clenched against his will as he fought down the urge to tear the head off the man downstairs. The only thing that brought him out of it was Raven's fearful voice, "Gar, are you okay?"

Gar forced his fists to unclench. He held them in front of him, staring at his pale skin. "I'm fine." He said, though he couldn't shake the feeling that he should have been green.

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The workers worked furiously amid short-circuiting panels. Working with strange tools, typing furiously on keyboards covered in strange symbols, and replacing burnt out parts. Before long, the danger had passed, the system was working normally again. The leader of the workers leaned his forehead against a panel and let out a raged breath, "The danger has passed."

"I am so happy for you."

The worker jumped and spun to see his master, "Milord, what are you doing here? You do not need to sorry about what goes on in this part of the ship."

"An alarm went off in the bridge. I decided to see if I needed to send you out of the airlock."

"The green ones emotions fluctuated wildly, and we almost lost containment, but we now have things under control."

"Good. You do remember the consequences of failure?"

"Yes, milord." Satisfied, their master turned to leave, but was stopped, "Milord, you mentioned that you tried to take another, who was it?"

"Kal-el, last son of Krypton." He spit the words like they left a foul taste in his mouth. "He destroyed everything I worked so hard to collect."

A/N: Clue for this chapter, as you probably already guessed, the one time he showed up, he tangled with the Man of Steel himself.