This chapter is really only to give you a good definition of Pakkrat (Who is ranked as definitely the third main villain) as well as to get the other opponents up. I think you'll enjoy the villain Pakkrat, as he is like a second Shekron Kaizer in a lot of respects. Please send thanks to Pakkrat for it is mostly all his work he sent out for this guy, you can find him in my favourites as well as in the reviews.

PS Shadow49, you DID make it.

PSS Grievous Shakar; he is NOT out of the game yet!

Pakkrat rushes at Robin ruthlessly, and gets pummelled easily by his pole arm to the side. But with almost inhuman endurance, he roars up and grabs the metal pole and forces Robin backwards by his sheer determination. Grievous launches himself up into the air and straight down at Cyborg who has to move fast to avoid a whirlwind of laser blades. Separated from the others, Starfire flies up and towards Rich, hoping to end the situation quickly to help her friends.

"Please do not fight back." hopes Starfire as she fires starbolts at the high grade fighter. Her hope is in vain. Rich leaps away like a snake and runs at her. She flies in the air still firing, but Riche's agility serving faster than her aim.

"If we were meant to fly; we would have wings…" says Rich and four ring like disks suddenly launch from his sleeve. They expand like an elastic band before finding and securing Starfire's ankles and wrists with a sort of electric beam.

Starfire shouts in pain, then shock as she begins losing her flight power. She falls like a stone and hard on the rocks. Battered and bruised, she looks up to the boot of Rich that flips her off the ground. But she is a warrior. Before she even hits the ground, she fires at Rich, but nothing comes out! The bands!

"Surprised? Don't you remember little bird?" laughs Rich. "I would imagine you should think back to our last encounter!"

Starfire chokes but gets up ready. "I can still fight!" she says.

"You don't know how much I have been wanting to do this!" says Rich, holding a remote. "Having to keep you alive was more harm than good." and he presses a button that activates the shocks on the bands, but Starfire endures incredibly. With tears streaming, she launches a kick at Rich, who merely catches it and twists to send her to the floor again.

…

"Let me first say, an interesting way of getting back into the game. Together forever, oh so blessed you are." laughs Pakkrat as he continues to push Robin towards a crevice; his sheer brutality even overcoming Robin's strength. "To now find your selves, free of the abomination that is fiction, imagination, and dream. Still, Robin, I see how weak you are."

"Really?" says Robin, and he kicks at his gut and hitting him back with the pole again. "Anything else?"

"Sure!" he says and pulls out a blood stained crowbar. "You are the piece, (He swings as he speaks) the single fragment still twisted in your heart of hearts not capable of seeing true salvation if ever it did come." they start to bash it out in no particular fashion. While Robin was interested in defending himself as well, Pakkrat didn't care for bruises; they weren't real. He went in disregarding the blows and scored a few hits at Robin, some with the cruel curved end of the iron rod. Pakkrat chuckles, "You know; you are not truly the hero, the detective apprentice, only a small scared child incapable of fighting the harshness of reality, true reality not fictional reality... like mine!"

"Nice try!" and he retracts his rod before extending it to push Pakkrat into mid air, then slamming him down. "But even if I'm not a hero, I have conquered my reality. I have accepted my fate, and I choose to follow it. It is still good, it is right, and it's worth dying for!"

"THEN DIE!"

…

"COME ON! Weren't you killed by Shekron before?" says Cyborg grunting as he blasted and dodged simultaneously. He kicks a boulder at Grievous who merely jumps over to attack again.

"It does not matter. I am still here." he replies mechanically. "Jealousy or revenge is of no value."

"Why are you fighting me then huh?" and he manages to grab his arms and twist the lightsabres from his grasp. "Why not help us defeat Shekron?" the sabres fall down a crevice.

"For he has more power to offer than you have; that is all that matters here." and he grabs two more of the weapons from his belt with his feet like hands, and only Cyborg's computer reflexes save him from dismemberment. "With his power he can control everything here. What makes you believe you can defeat him?" he tosses his sabres up to his hands and picks out another two using all four of his arms now.

"I can imagine!" says Cyborg and both his hands transform into cannons. "Thanks writer! BOOYAH!" and two sonic beam sized light sabres extend out to Grievous''s surprise, but he still was a master of the art. Brilliant flashes of light follow as they strike out with amazing speed and dexterity. Two blue against four red.

…

Robin saw Starfire getting pitilessly beaten by Rich, Cyborg was fine… for the moment. He concentrated on bringing the psychopath down.

"I think I know how this ends!" laughs Pakkrat, locking weapons with him. "You will undoubtedly be the card drawn, to finish off the good fellowship of your friends. Perhaps... The Kaizer will turn you into who you are... or rather what most see you to be. The chosen apprentice of Slade, the twisted nightmare of countless, nay, endless exceptions of the mental stigmata man kind defines as Insanity." The Pakkrat snickers as he observes Robin glance towards Starfire as Rich cracks her ribs with his heel, "I know if I were he, I would have your hands clad in blood, your weakness your mind so frail and helpless, perhaps... strike down Starfire."

"I certainly going to strike someone down!" says Robin.
Robin twists out and boots him backwards and with a thrust from the pole almost sending him over a crevice, but the villain just holds onto a rock. The Pakkrat seems to think, more so on that last point, "On second thought, too easy." and he tackles Robin like a football player and starts pummelling him the old fashioned way with his knee on his chest. Only Robin's strength was keeping him from crushing in. "I see this Kaizer as a true villain, much like myself he takes a kind of pleasure in the pain inflicted to the characters knowing it always gets the attention of readers when a hero is put in that "Love of my life, gone forever... depression." Pakkrat smiles to the sky while holding Robin up by his neck, "Yes that is a satisfying moment. I guess a writer like me, is well forth coming in his evil."

Portraying death might be pointless; people come and go. I do not need to say much on death. It is just being, then not being. Seen then not seen again…

Pakkrat throws Robin into the dark crevice and turns on Starfire who lies bleeding being kicked over by Rich, "You, my goodness, the embodiment of innocence sicken me. You embody the very Squeaky-Clean attitude of your fake perfect world. What would a massacre of your beloved families and friends on Earth, and perhaps Tameran be like for one of your innocent like mind? I would love to see that, all their faces, your people who trusted your smile smouldering in sight of you. Well, you'd probably go "Whee! Look at me!"

Pakkrat hops about playfully like a child, "I like ponies, and silly little things like a freaking kid!" he stomps his feet in front of her face, "Always wanting to be loved by the people for my kind heart! The thing that keeps my team sane because without me they would be left with their pain, harsh realities forever since in all they know I am the heart that beats for their blasted cause of good!" Pakkrat huffs... he wheezes in his state of aggression for a moment before finally slowly chuckling and going back to a calm state.

Starfire didn't cry as usual, nor did she look sad. She just stared normally which was what scared me deeply inside, like a corpse with no life. Emotions were pointless, and so was rejecting the truth… she was a waste.

"Throw us the other Grievous!" says Rich, stepping on Starfire's heel. "I do think this one's broken! Pity!"

Grievous complies by swiftly breaking Cyborg's lightsabres and pinning him to the ground with a red blade in his side. Cyborg roars but knows he can't move, lest he surrender all hope to win to the enemies. Pakkrat struts over with his heeled metal boots clacking.
"Cyborg! I could have forgotten you. The minority character, hardly given any real tale or story even in the real world of the show; simply a pity case. Give form to accept the class of jock. Cyborg, freak accident caused him to then become a freak himself." Rich applauds and Pakkrat continues. "I have so little... well, any care for you. You were how you say, a simple added bit to simply play a side role. The brother, the equalizer." he goes down on the ground and whispers in his ear. "What purpose are you really? Why? What reasons? Simply put, I would rate you another given character to progress life along. The stories that have you only deal with you; they never really give you the credit you deserve... if you deserve any."

"You won't win you know!" laughs Cyborg, bearing the pain, and the gut feeling that Pakkrat was right.

"I thought you would have learnt your lesson boy?" says Grievous in his metal tone.

"You can only learn if you live." says Rich. "And you have to be real to do so…"

"Where are you off to?" says Pakkrat, not turning around.

"What does it matter? You are only here to do what you are meant to do. Another battle calls me…" says Shekron, fading off. "There is more evil to be done. I will see to the survivor… when you are finished."

"There won't be any." says Rich, loading his pistol.

Shekron answers plainly. "Have you learnt nothing?"

"Then why are we here?" says Grievous still holding a stare of malice at Cyborg.

"Me." and a sudden dark chill fills the void. "Predictable…"

Raven and Beastboy burst from the surface of the earth, but hardly to the surprise of the dark ones, or to you I assume. Why else did I get Raven to get swallowed in as well, if not to shield Beastboy, and why would I do that unless there were other villains being enlisted…

"They are only words anyway." says Kaizer.

"When was the last time words kicked your sorry, sad fictional butt?" says Beastboy going elephant.

"Kid gloves are off Kaizer!" says Raven, doing the shadow claws with her hands. "Prepare to go back to the void whence you came!"

A guy with short brown hair, blue shades and white trench coat grabs Beastboy's ear and tumbles the massive animal down on its side with an earth shaking crash. Raven feels a hand on her shoulder and turns around to see a fist connection. The girl laughs and flings back her short cut hair behind her blue shades, fixing up her black trenchcoat she flies next to her twin brother Icarus. Synn and Icarus by Neon Prodigy…

"Nice of you to show up." says Shekron. "How is your 'boss'?"

"If you mean breathing, he's fine! We wouldn't miss this!" laughs Synn. "A chance to pummel the TTs? Oh yeah!"

"NP is going for the more loony stuff with Mina, so this makes a good break! I think you have a bigger battle to compete don't you?" says Icarus, but Shekron is already gone.

"Surprising to find out who the guy really was eh!" says Synn to Icarus.

"Truly." he replies.

"Five against five?" ponders Pakkrat. "I think he planned this!"

"Don't you mean five on four?" observes Rich. Beastboy and Raven go back to back to face the villains. Starfire smiles as she sees familiar eyes…

"Things have a way of balancing. I doubt he is finished…"

"Who?"

"I have a bad feeling about this…" wheezes Grievous just as a lightsabre slices him down in half. Cyborg grabs Pakkrat and Rich and throws them towards Icarus and Synn who dodge, not that surprised.

"I thought as much…" laughs Pakkrat getting up.

"I'd prefer it if you could tell us beforehand!" snarls Rich.

"You only need to read, and you will know!"

Robin appears from behind a rock with his retrieved staff. Ledges are one of the worst ways to try and kill a hero…

"We have nothing to say… it's all been said before." says Robin, standing in front of his battered team. Starfire is helped from her rings by Cyborg, Rich's remote taken as he was flung. "You will not win…"

"Well! You have a few bones to pick with him…" says Pakkrat. " I will take care of the green brat."

"Thanks! He's mine…" says Rich coldly. Robin nods.

"I have the pretty demon girl." smiles Synn.

"Why can't I have the pretty demon girl?" says Icarus, folding his arms.

"I'll have the pretty demon girl…" says Shadow. He steps out from the mist brazen and with heavy steps, the evil version of the good Yami; master of dark magic, created by Shadow49. His dark garbs were slight red with a cloak and ninja suit. His eyes rained coals. "IF you don't mind…"

"Sure! I'll just take on the other toots!" says Synn.

"Why do I have to get stuck with the robot side character?" says Icarus.

"Cause I like girls better than boys!"

"Pervert…"

"Loser…"

"I don't think they know yet…" says Raven disgusted.

"Maybe it'll be better for them?" says Robin.

"Don't think we're that ignorant Robin!" spits Shadow. "This fiction is all second hand to us. We know a lot more than you!"

"Like what?"

"Who Shekron really is for instance…"

"I'll find out when I unmask him…"

"Ha! Not a chance…"

"Right; not chance… hope…"

Where the heck did Shekron go? And WHO is he really? How can he command such powerful characters unless he is far more than what we can think, and what greater battle is going on?

To Rose: Yes, I did know you were Jackalobe… when I did chapter 6 of 'I am the Lancer'. I did think it was odd when Jackalobe disappeared off the reviewing in 'The Joker' and Rose magically appeared.

Extra Author's note: This marks my largest reviewing so far, outflanking 'The Joker's measley 37. (Which is a pity cause I think it was the greatest thing I ever did… it was so LOOONG!)

But neither still doesn't compare to 'Teen Titans Songs' though which got 29 reviews in 2 chapters? Check it out if you get bored, cause the next update will be a while! It's a humorous one.

Happy Writings!