All right. I had a snow day today (YAY!) so I wrote this. (btw, I promised myself yesterday that if there was a snow day I would get a chapter up.) I'm still suffering from writer's block, and since I'm determined to get this up tonight, this will be another short episode. The "In the Cloud" sequence will continue until every character (except BB – obviously, seeing as he isn't there) has a turn in the limelight. I was planning on having two characters in this chapter and two in the next, but sadly, no. Just one for now. I will write more – as soon as I crush this Block. (Hmm…where's a Titan when you need one?)

Well, anyway, it looks like this may be lasting longer than I expected. I can't say for sure, but this could very well go on for quite some time. I don't know; we'll see.

Oh, and YAY! I have new reviewers! (What is that the secret to getting reviews – don't write for months? Don't worry; I don't plan on going that long without an update again.)

BBfan4evah: yes, I am still writing, just in the midst of everything else going on in my life.

Ye Olde Scooter Dude: welcome! Yeah, our band made it to state. We didn't win, but still it was FUN!

Tocole: Hey! A long review! It made me feel good. And I have to say, I hope BB gets more spotlight, too. It seems to me that whenever he DOES get attention it's rather depressing (eg. the whole Terra saga; BB's backstory --- come one. You can't tell me you didn't want him to at least yell at Mento. Or something!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. I just manipulate it . . .

Chapter 6: In the Cloud (Part Two)

Cyborg inched along the sidewalk, sonic cannon charged and ready for use. The wind was relentless, and the rain icy, but Cyborg ignored it. He had his sensors at the maximum. He was alert for any changes in the haze around him. His thermal sensors didn't pick up anything at first in the increasing cold, and audio and video were basically useless.

Cyborg.

Suddenly his thermal sensors indicated something behind him. Before he could do anything, O one slammed into him. He was thrown against the building, leaving a crater in the structure. He whirled and punched his attacker, sending the man staggering backwards. For a split second the cold rain wavered, but soon enough O one recovered. Almost immediately, he increased the wind to near-hurricane ferocity. Cyborg grabbed on to a nearby street sign, desperately trying to hold on.

"You're tiring," O one said from a few feet in front of him, though his voice seemed to come from all around. "Too bad. I was hoping for a challenge."

"You're tiring too, O one," Cyborg growled. His grip on the sign began to slip. "Looks like you've already had a tough battle. What makes you think I'm gonna give up without a fight?" Slowly, he brought his right arm forward, straining against the gale, until it pointed at O one. His sonic cannon, already charged, prepared to fire. At the last moment, he let go of the sign and let the wind carry him left and back. He adjusted his aim and fired.

Caught off guard, O one took the blast only slightly to one side of his body. He fell to his knees, clutching at his ribs. Once more, the storm eased up – long enough for Cyborg to regain his footing. In control once more, if only for a second, Cyborg charged at O one and showered him with a number of punches. All too soon, the villain was back on his feet. He backed away, out of Cyborg's reach. Quickly changing tactics, the Titan repeatedly fired his sonic cannon.

A cloud of smoke billowed from where the blast had hit. As it dissipated, Cyborg searched for O one. If he was there, he wasn't standing. Without warning from even his thermal sensors, a kick to his back sent Cyborg flying. With a growl, he stood up and whirled around, cannon ready. Seeing nothing, he rotated slowly, watching for any movement. The cloud, he saw, was getting steadily darker. The already limited visibility diminished to next-to-none. The wind howled all the louder, stirring up small sections of clouds into mini-twisters.

And it was getting warmer. The air was hot and muggy, and the wind was searing.

With his sensors all but useless, Cyborg tensed up, ready for an attack from any side. When it came, however, he was completely unprepared.

The first bolt struck just in front of his face, seemingly a thousand times brighter than it should have been, due to the darkness around him. As the lightning fizzled out, Cyborg was left blinking, his sight no longer adjusted to the shadows of the cloud. It took a moment for his mind to recover, but when it did, his first thought was: That couldn't have been lightning.

It was, of course, but definitely not natural lightning. For one thing, it was controlled by O one. Second, it was super-lighting.

The light was brighter than normal, and not only because of the deeper darkness it invaded. It lasted longer than other bolts did – several seconds longer. And there was one other way it differed from regular lighting. A way Cyborg was about to experience firsthand.

He backed up slowly, blinking his eyes. His sonic cannon was still raised, still ready to ward off O one. Unfortunately it did quite the opposite. From an impossible angle (so one would think), another bolt of lightning struck, entering Cyborg through the cannon. The other boost of the lightning was in voltage. The electricity surging through his circuits was much more than it should have been, and so, despite the various systems designed to prevent accidental short-circuiting, his electronic parts were rendered completely useless. And without those parts, Cyborg shut down.

Ooo. Dun, dun, duuuunnnnnnnn!

Actually, I don't think it's my best writing, but hey! It's something. I will work this weekend on getting over my writers' block, so hopefully I'll get more done by Christmas. In the mean time, Review!