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Coyote – Chapter 2

Robin adjusted the focus on his binoculars. "So, we're here to see a new maneuver from the Weekday Warriors?"

Cyborg gave him a look. "Nope. Just Raven and BB. They told me the gist of it, but this is the first time I've seen it."

"What's the name of this little play?"

"That's my job," Bart piped in from behind. "They told me I could name it. Now, watch, Gar's right down there on the beach."

And there he was, with the white stretches of his uniform reflecting the early afternoon sun back at them. His hand shaded his eyes as he scanned the sky.

Robin adjusted the focus again. "You hear the latest on the Black Rose Underground?"

Cyborg glanced at him before returning his eyes to the sky. "Yeah. I did. Sounds like our guy has been banging around all over California lately. I've been keeping a closer eye on Raven lately because of it."

"You think he'll try to get her again?"

"He's left a trail of corpses behind him as long as the Mississippi River in just the past two weeks. At least, we think it's him. The methods are the same, just to a more brutal degree. But none of the victims appear to be the target of any contracts. I've seen the crime scene photographs. Didn't know there was that much blood in a human body."

"Is he accelerating? It's not often a hit man becomes an out and out serial killer."

"Looks like he's feeding more and not worrying about the cash."

"Getting desperate."

"Exactly. So yeah, I think he'll try for her again."

Raven's voice crackled over the radio. "I am ready to begin, Cyborg."

Cyborg smiled at the borderline cheerfulness he heard. "Copy that, witch. Show us your stuff."

"I hope it's better than the Hyk Mar," Bart grumbled.

"Shut up, Bart," Robin and Cyborg said in unison.

A blue cloak swept around the corner of the tower. An outstretched arm guided it towards the green figure ahead of them. Beast Boy raised his own hand as if in greeting.

"This should be interesting," Robin remarked, raising the binoculars to his eyes.

She made a sharp dive towards the hand. Lower, lower, lower she flew until she seemed ready to collide with Beast Boy. At the last moment, he jumped into the sky, twisting his body as he began his animalistic shift. A slender gloved wrist extended to catch the jade-hued rat snake that emerged. His twisting body wound itself around her forearm as she turned to rise into the sky once more.

"That's it?"

"No, Bart," Cyborg sighed. "That was just the pickup. She's not strong enough to carry him in his human form." He crossed his arms and followed the blue bird in flight. "Members of air support carry him like that all the time."

Robin continued to watch through his field glasses as he remarked, "Pretty tricky timing on that pickup, though."

"Uh-huh," Cyborg grunted.

"Must've spent some hours practicing that bit."

"Mmmmm-hmmmmmm."

"Lots of time together."

Bart giggled as Cyborg shifted his weight to his other leg. He eyed Kid Flash for a moment before returning his gaze to the sky.

"Yep," Robin repeated without moving. "Lots of time."

The radio came to life again. "Ready to commence the maneuver, Victor."

"Go for it, witch."

The blue cloak disappeared in a cloud of inky smoke. The cloud hung there, a feathery comma in the depths of the sky. Its twin appeared high above them as the pair materialized once more. The snake unwound itself from her arm. Once clear, it grew into a rhinoceros that aimed itself right for the watching trio.

"Uh, Gar?" Cyborg began.

"Patience, Victor," came her voice again. Was there a hint of a smile there?

She vanished again into the brimstone-etched fog. A sapphire and onyx flower bloomed between them and the gravitationally-challenged rhino. Her back was to them; her arms were outstretched to the sky and the ever-closer falling beast. However, her embrace instead caught (to Robin's eyes) a rather happy-looking koala bear.

A kick into the air propelled her away from the rest of the Titans in a slow, sideways spiral. Gar was singing over the radio waves.

"So, whaddya think, old 10W-40? Fast way to deliver the green dream machine, eh?"

"Now I just need to name it," Bart mused. "Got it! GRALO."

"GRALO?" Robin asked.

"Yeah. Gar Raven Alley-Oop."

"Doesn't 'Alley-Oop' imply some sort of turn?"

Cyborg managed a smile. "Interesting move, greenie. Adaptable. Gives us the element of—"

"—surprise!" Gar called out as his koala from leaped from Raven's suddenly appearing arms onto Vic's shoulder; a puff of smoke trailed after him.

"Gar!" Cyborg yelled. "Witch!"

"There's your turn," concluded Bart.

The green koala wrapped his forearms around Vic's neck. "Aw, Borgy, we're just joshin' ya. I dared her to do it."

Vic just snorted.

"Do you like it?" Raven's soft, crisp speech startled them from behind. Her eyes rested on the fuzzy green lump clinging to Cyborg's shoulder.

"Yes," Robin whispered to himself. "Lots of time."

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She whispered into the ear of the lime parakeet on her shoulder as they walked back to the tower: "Well. Robin knows."

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Another, more distant, pair of binoculars lowered. Shining black eyes, concealed beneath a night-black hood, inspected the empty sky where the dancing pair had been.

Someone else knew now, too.

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A/N: The Hyk Mar is the maneuver that Raven was learning in "Deeper".