Disclaimer: yes this is repetitive and stupid but I must do it for the sake of the mighty lawyers at Warner brothers, I forget which is the powerhouse behind the participants in this drama because I am to broke to even own an adhesive medical strips, which are nice to have if you have a boo-boo. however the story was written by me and I can choose to change the names of the title characters or create new ones without fear of bad things happening.

Is Tera Roslyn?

by GabrielsThoughts

"I don't know, I heard that Roslyn Rowen girl and her pet synthoid they keep posting on the net is like some kind of vigilante hero, and she's a hottie. The feds say that she's been spotted around here maybe we should tell Slade. " one of the Jokers was talking to one of the DeeDee's

"You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?"

"That Slade and Rowen are the same person". came a voice from the shadows

"Uncle Jack?"Random one asked

"A couple years back Slade wasn't sleeping and got in touch with his - or rather her inner badass"

"oh...So its like in Fight Club." Random one

"no, you don't understand. The Slade was one of those bad guys that was going somewhere . Well one year there was this battle of the Titans that went down bo diggity Starbucks style to the nizzle. you know how it is Starbucks across from a Starbucks creates this temporal warp thing, wait what was I talking about again?. Anyways The Titans moved into the finals were up against this band Known as the HYVE real winners those kids." The Joker or uncle Jack loved kids. but this latest generation didn't understand anything unless you spelled it out in what he hoped was proper Ebonics

"What the hell is Starbucks?" Random askedbefore the Joker pulled out a gun and shot him in the foot for being a moron. "ahhhh! why did you do that!" three morgue gunshots were heard before Random left this world and went into the next

"So what happened?" the Dee Dee's asked in unison...creepy

"Someone leaked that Tera wasn't 18." the joker finished before sucking on a candy cane

" I don't get it."

"Well , turning 18 means its not too young to participate in the uh, mile high club."

"aaand?" Gabby asked.

Two more gunshots sounded Gabby was x'd from the group. "Now here's where it gets creepy the day after the Show all of the civilians were found slaughtered just outside of this huge tower that was mad in the shape of a giant letter 'T'. Uncle Jack was the lead suspect however he was in a jail cell in Gothem at the time for assaulting the owner of the bat mobile, 'you know who' had a stick up his behind like always and just spoiled everyone's fun."

"How do you know all this?"Dee Dee asked in unison

"Would you believe I'm Because I'm Psychic?."

"really?"

"NO...sure you've been in jail?"

"Oh that...That was just stupid. One of my friends named Collin borrowed my computer to do some homework" one of the 'Dee Dee's' started before being cut off by he sister.

"and wound up on some freaky website that claimed they could get you a government ID he signed the both of us up and we we're arrested on some homeland security Rap. I'm surprised you didn't see it on the news."

"oh yeah, You were that mouse looking kid."

"Ha,ha very funny"

"You're just jelous cause my stories are better than yours."

"Well your stories are definately more grim, but I hardly would call them better." the twins started arguing amongst themselves.

Elsewhere...

There was a boy named Brian Lucid, His father was a brilliant engineer working on a new weapon known as an amplifier pack, the idea behind this marvelous invention was a simple one. The first person to build one would get a bazillion dollars. After five years Brian's father had completely forgotten about his son, as the unit was now close to 80 completed and what half ghost of Dr Kit Lucid was left had devoted what little time, when he wasn't sleeping, to the completion of his project.

The house that once had picket fences and a pristine manicured lawn now was little better than a slum. Brian had found other things to occupy his time. He was currently with some of his 'friends' a small group of jokers at the site of what was one of the towns many abandoned mines. "Hey Bry', Do you see any thing down there?" Kirby asked. Brian was currently looking up to the others who had lowered him into the pit. Brian was armed only with his flashlight and was surveying the area.

"Nope, Just some old Liquor bottles and a rusted pick ax...HEY!" he had noticed that the others had pulled up the rope and were currently pissing on him Literally.

"Hay is for horses Brian, and you still owe us for the Crip Sheet."

"Look, how was I supposed to know Mrs. Brown would find it. besides if you'd had studied with me the night prior-"

"Not our problem. Stay here for the night and we'll call it even"Kirby left the view of the opening ...

(Insert Zeta rescue

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