Conflict
General Hunter stepped through the Front doors of his building out in to the open air. A mob of reporters waited to great him, Type B had done her job better then he had expected. As soon as he stepped up to the podium he was assaulted with hundreds of questions from the writhing mass of lenses and microphones.
"Where is the criminal now, General?"
"What actions are you planning to take?"
Hunter silenced the journalists with a wave of his hand, only when the questions had died away and the only sound that could be heard was the occasional flash from a camera bulb did Hunter begin to speak,
"We have taken the girl into custody, and she will be dealt with accordingly for her actions. We have also come in contact with and captured several of her cohorts, but many others, however, are still at large. Counter measures have been set in motion to apprehend the mounting threat on our fair city. Curtain intelligence has informed us of the severity of our situation, more terrorists like her are among us even now. All those who would threaten our security will be taken down!" He emphasized his point by bringing his fist down on his podium. This action caused a ripple of applause to flow through the crowd,
"So, who are you planning to take down General?" One of the more gutsy reporters stuck her mike under the general's nose. He glared down at the young journalist for several seconds, then removed the cigar from his mouth and answered calmly,
"She has brought many others like her self under her employment. She realized that her first attempt of over taking our home failed because she acted alone. Even now they gather in secret to mount their next attack. We must act immediately and round up the others before they can strike. Until this is done out beautiful city is in constant danger." A gasp resounded from the other reporters, Hunter smiled, they where falling right into his hands. He placed the Cuban back between his lips.
Then the mass of journalists whet quiet, even the camera's bulbs held their tongues. Hunter's smile faded and his brow furrowed, he had not lifted his hand to demand silence, what was going on? Several camera lenses slowly pointed upward, Hunter lifted one eyebrow. He glanced at the two military guards that flanked either side of him, they however made the same expression of confusion on he did. He looked at the reporters again and saw they where all looking skyward, a few where even pointing. He looked up, and Torrent flew down. Hunter saw Torrents eyes for the first time, they where glowing the way a demons eyes should glow, his pointed teeth shined as bright as the sun, and when he struck his motions blurred. Claws raked across Hunters face and blood sprayed the pavement. His cigar fell from his mouth, split in two. The General screamed and covered his face with his hands.
Torrent froze three inches before he hit the ground, his body levitated there long enough to allow the reporters to gasp, and then he was wrenched back the way he came. He flew upward almost as fast and he had fallen, Torrent was just as surprised in his sudden retreat as the people beneath him. At first all he could hear was the air whistling in his ears, and then the chatter of gunfire sounded from beneath him and bullets hummed all about him. The two military body guards sprayed the air around Torrent; he couldn't help but smile even wider at their feeble attempt. Then he reached the girls, who where glaring at him again,
"Happy? You've successfully proved that bastards point!" Ann said was breathing hard and her gem still shined slightly. Torrent smiled widely and looked at Ann, he hugged her so hard her feet lifted from the ground, she squeaked in surprise. Terra smiled and casually answered for him,
"Obviously." She looked down at the people fifteen stories down, the reporters where fleeing for there lives but the military blockade was moving toward the building. "Well we are officially out of time. We got to get out of here now!" Terra started to look around the room frantically, but it was still empty. Ann struggled free of Torrent and said,
"Ok, just rip a big chunk of the wall out and we'll fly away on it."
"I'm being serious Ann! Those military or whatever goons will be here any second!" Terra glanced out the hole in the wall again,
"Um, so was I. Use your powers." Ann crossed her arms as she spoke.
"Oh, Oh Ya!" Terra had gone several months with out using her powers for fear they would get out of control but this was an extreme circumstance, Terra wouldn't mind loosing control, any thing to avoid being used against her friends again. "Stand close to me!"
A glowing aura materialized around Terra, her hands balled into fists, and the ground started to rumble, Ann and Torrent looked at one another then inched closer to Terra. A crack began to break the surface up around them, and the chunk of rock the three teens where standing on ripped free of the rest of the floor. Terra's eyes shone a bright yellow and her fists shook but her powers remained restrained. Just after Terra levitated free of the room the door behind them burst open and soldiers poured in. Terra propelled the chunk of flooring along with herself and her fiends away, bullets flew past them and cracked against the rock. Terra grunted in exertion and pushed their vessel to advance faster, when they where out of range one of the soldiers radioed down to his superior,
"Their gone, no casualties on either side." General Hunter lessened to transmission as he sat at a table next to the medic tent as he got his face wounds tended to. His teeth clinched and he trembled in rage as he saw his three prisoners became a smaller and smaller dot against the blue sky. One of his officers marched up to his side and saluted him,
"Sir, I need to…" Hunter interrupted him by slamming his fist on the wood,
"Shut up you useless good for nothing! I'm trying to think!" Hunter sat in silence for several seconds as his officer stood at attention waiting for his command. Hunter seemed to be deeply contemplating some thing, when he spoke there was a hint of regret in his voice. "Activate Operation Thousand Blades."
"Sir?" It sound as if his officer was about to object but he was cut off again,
"You heard me! Wake him up! I want them dead by the end of the week! Bring me the psychic girl alive, we still need her." After he was done the officer stood unmoving, "What the hell are you waiting for?" Hunter almost lunged at the young soldier,
"Um, sir I need to report that we've captured some thing you might like to see," The young officer stood to one side and two grunts dragged in a young green boy. "We caught this one at the blockade, he charged it. We managed to tranquilize him but he killed several of our men."
"How?" Hunter looked down on the boy doubting the frail teen could kill a fly let alone a full grown soldier. One of the soldiers pulled out a small piece of paper and began to read from it,
"He impaled one with a rhino horn, trampled three as an elephant, and ripped one's arm off as a silverback, and disemboweled two as a tiger, tour four men's jugular veins as a wolf, ripped…"
"I get it privet, very interesting. This must be one of those Titans." Hunter scratched his chin in speculation, "Maybe today will not have been an entire loss, put him in restraints and take him inside. Then call his friends and inform them the notorious criminal Terra is back and she's killed their young green friend. If they don't believe you show them the photos of Type B destroying that high school, and give them this." He handed the officer Beast Boy's belt. The smile came back to Hunters face as his officer ran off to do his bidding. If everything went to plan he might still be able to win this war.