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Hiyah, and now for the Zone-search-in-your-nighties-of-doom!

Sorry for lateness. I've had to go on two trips in two weeks. I'm actually typing somma this in New York. It's snowing here...snowing lots. 0o And my hotel cable is screwed. On CN, the audio is okay, but the video is stuck on that scene of Cyborg mauling the ATM machine...and it's been this way for about 24 hours...

But the great news is...I'm using a Windows XP...8)

Sorry for the wait. Again. And again. Y'know...school and stuff...

And I heard the news. Teen Titans is getting cancelled/ended. I feel your pains...

Now we've got some clarity on the review response thing! Review response within stories isn't allowed, but this new system is better. Of course, this now means you'll have to either register or put your email address in your name if you are a regular anonymous and want me to respond.

Phew. No more stabs in the dark. And I can now respond immediately! YAYE!

Chapter 16: Some Floating n Stuff

Everyone was expecting a big rush, paticularly a painful one.

All they got was a momentary disturbance, then awe.

Danny, Sam and Tucker were indifferent, they had seen this before. But the others...they were just caught in shock as the Speeder's engine continued to pick up power, faster now as it was in the Ghost Zone.

"Woah," Robin breathed.

"It's beautiful," Cyborg hesitated.

"It reminds me of the Swamp Caves of Gerphan 7," Starfire ruminated. "So serene, yet so foreboding."

"Needs some redecorating," Raven said, trying to keep calm, and hiding her insecurity quite well. It was a bit tacky. Far as she cared, Terra deserved it. "Some previous owner really liked neongreen and purple. It kinda clashes."

"Cool!" Timmy burst out. He pressed his nose against the glass, not wanting to miss a second of this.

"Hm...quaint," Wanda said, struggling for a nice comment.

"Spoon...spoon..." Cosmo couldn't say anything else.

Beast Boy, however, was aghast at the sight. He turned back into a human, right on the dash."Terra's...here?" he mumbled, voice on the verge of cracking. "No...and I bet that horrible ghost jail is even worse."

"It is. I was an inmate for about...an hour. Horrible. Don't ask." Danny went back to looking out the window, trying to see past BB's furry greeness. He transformed silently. "I'll need this when we get there."

Robin saw this as the time for a briefing. "Okay. Titans and friends, here's the plan. When we get in the jail-" He held up a chart that Danny had drawn from memory. It seemed to animate as he described it.

"We'll split into three teams. Danny, Sam, and Tucker are Team A. Timmy and the fairies are Team B. The rest of us are Team C. Team A will split off into this left hallway, towards this Walker-guy's office, and keep him busy. Team B will branch off into this right hallway, towards the mess hall, and fight anyone they find there. Team C will go straight ahead, towards the cells, and find and free Terra. We meet up at Point 1, and then get the heck out of this creepy place, and back to our dimension. Any questions?"

"Yeah," Beast Boy said casually. "One, I'm changing the plan. There's a Team D-me. I'LL go free Terra. The rest of you just go join Team B. Second...woah."

"What?"

"Look out the front." They looked.

The Speeder had turned into some alley, like a near collison between two ghost-plateaus. The alley was plastered in posters. Small, white (some yellowed with age) squares, several blowing away in the wind. They each had a face printed on them-a face Beast Boy knew.

Duh. It was his own.

There were words under the poster. Beast Boy could just read them before the Speeder passed by. "Please find my moron. Living, green, pointy ears, short, the best thing that ever happened to me. If found, call-" They passed. He looked back on everyone's surprised faces, a very sad look on his own, countering the smiling faces of the endless photographs.

"She's nearby. I can feel it." He sighed, and sank to the ground. "We're almost there."

Several hours passed after he said this.

It was almost lunchtime at the time that the story resumed. Everyone was tired, bored, and their faces hurt from keeping their eyes open. Danny was the last to attempt sleep. His eyelids drooped...no, he had to keep them open...sleepy-bye...no...BEEEEP!

He snapped awake. "Guys! I think we're actually here. The autopilot just beeped."

"Actually, you just put your elbow on the horn," Robin said. "But he's right. We're he...ohhh..."

Everyone except our Phantom Three stared an awe again at the big horror that was the ghost jail. Starfire grabbed Robin's shoulder. Timmy hid behind Wanda. Sam stared indifferently. "Been there."

"This should be easy," Danny said, leaning back in his chair. "We've done this once, we can do it again."

"Uhh...Danny? Look out the window." He looked.

The Speeder was surrounded by a double line of soldiers. They were turning intangible, preparing for entry...

Now everyone was shocked out of words.

Except Robin. Sorta.

"This wasn't in the plan!"

Laame, I know. But, I just wanted to get something to you.