A/N:

Jedi Master Kyre AKA JKM for now: Not as much as you'd think, until he arrives at the city. After all, they usually stick to that area in the show, unless some other rule dictates... that involves their city, or them somehow.

No encounter with the Titans, but they are mentioned...

Sandstone: (Cheering) Finally.
FoS: Yeah, I'm here. But where the heck is the other one, the one with the irish name?
Stupid1058: You mean...
Sandstone: Luin's busy, remember? The whole, "I've got a sequal now?" And how I'm supposed to have that done by summer 2006?
FoS: Oh... that. And why is Stupid allowed to be out of his cage now?
Sandstone: Because. I need two muses to make interesting respones to reviews, and I need someone annoying arond to vent flames on. Unless oui'd care to be the target...
FoS: (Pulling an Al Bhed dictionary) Oui... you... hell no. Let Stupid take the blows, he's the re-incarnation of Stupidity anyway...
Stupid1058: The 1057th, actually!
Sandstone & FoS: We know. It's in your fricking name.
Stupid1058: (Sweatdrops) Oh crap. Now you're going to pull weapons, aren't you?
Sandstone: (To FoS) Sounds like a good idea.
FoS: (To Sandstone) Want to?
Sandstone: Yup. (Pulls out Danteig's Fusion Blades, Ivory, and Elbony, holdstering the two firearms for the time being) I'm all set.
FoS: (Finishing up socketing materia) Good to kill.
Stupid1058: (Sweatdrop) Oh crap.
FoS & Sandstone: HADOKEN! (Unleash massive rip-off of a certain anime energy beam) (Browney points to who can tell me where I'm getting THIS from (and it's not a certain crappy anime))
Stupid1058: CRAPPPPPPP! (Runs away screaming like a little girl, managing to move as fast as the hadoken beams)
Tuán: You guys are psychopaths.
FoS & Sandstone: Yup. And you should be acting like an alien.
Tuán: (Shrugging) Meh, I'm from further in the plot, I can act human. I just don't like to. (Rubs a blue feather)
FoS: Can I shoot him? (Pulls out a M-16)
Sandstone: No killing plot characters. That's my job.
FoS: (Slumps) Damn it...

Word of mouth:

The crowd watched the blue form disappear into the sky. The black color of his pants stood out for a short while, but even that disappeared.

"That… was cool. Weird, but cool."

"I don't think that was an angel at all. He didn't seem to understand us all that well…"

"Well, than what was he? An alien? Yeah right, the Justice League woulda warned us about that."

"Well, something was different about him…"

"Plain and simple, he's been kicked out of heaven. Angels still retain some things when the fall, don't they?"

"Why isn't it in hell, then?"

"Who knows? Maybe he wasn't bad enough to go to hell."

One voice, unheard, said quietly, "he's cute."

&&&&&

"You hear about that blue angel yesterday? Some people at a rest stop said they saw one with blue wings and hair."

"I heard. It... bleh, he had a staff with a bird on it."

"Some chick said that her girlfriend said he was good-looking."

"Yeah, sure. A fallen angel, beautiful? It ain't gonna happen."

"Well, we've got aliens up the yin-yang, what's a fallen angel? I mean, Hawk Girl…"

"Bitch."

"Sorry."

"…"

"Well, she could have been mistaken for an angel, if her wings were white."

"Dude had blue wings, and she isn't an angel by any definition."

"Maybe that's some kinda status symbol for 'fallen angel'."

"Or he's the same as she is..."

&&&&&

In the local paper three days later, one of the smaller articles was devoted to the 'fallen angel', the blue one. They even had procured a photo of him, and conducted some interviews with those that witnessed him take off. It was a slow news day, so a few news stations pounced on the 'fallen angel', blowing it out of proportion.

Some 'eyewitnesses' claimed that he'd fallen with a bolt of thunder, had a sword made of pure light, and cold grey eyes. Others claimed that he'd never even landed, he'd just appeared, and that he said was here to usher in a new era. One of the most extreme prophesized the end of the world, but that had been said before… most people just shrugged it off as hyperbole, but a few got interested.

And in the distance, the Titans remained quiet, Robin and Cyborg watching the reports carefully. Reports had him moving towards Jump.

FoS: Countdown to Titans... meh, take the last number, and take one off. We're on schedual, so long as Sandstone doesn't add in MORE chapters before the Titans even show up. Stupid ricka-fracking artistic tantrums.