Chapter 10: Back From The Future

"Yes, now with these villains at my liege, we will finally take down the obstacles in front of us," Warp told himself. He was in the city's prison, freeing the little amount of villains in there. Sadly for him, they were the only villains who managed to be unable to free themselves after being captured by the Titans.

"Alright, everyone through the portal," Warp said, pushing a large button on his chest. A thin, blue beam of energy omitted from his chest, creating a blue-rimmed vortex on the wall of the prison cell. One by one the villains exited from the portal. In went Ding Dong Daddy, then Andre Le Blanc, followed by Punk Rocket, and finally, Control Freak.

"Will there be gingerbread men and pie on the other side?" Mother Mae-Eye asked Warp, pausing before the swirling portal.

"Um…." Warp began to stutter, "Yea, sure…." The motherly villain smiled and happily entered the portal. Warp walked up, noticing that all the villains were through, when the portal suddenly disappeared.

"What? How did this-" he said but was cut off by one too familiar voice.

"Times up, Warp," Robin said, "You may have let those other villains in that time portal, but at least we still got you! Titans, go!" The other four titans, standing, and in some cases flying, moved out ready for battle. Cyborg morphed his arm into a sonic cannon, while Beast Boy charged Warp as a rhinoceros. Starfire readied her starbolts, and Raven began to concentrate her dark magic. Robin got out his bo-staff and jump kicked Warp, sending him flying into the wall.

"I'm so sorry titans, but this just won't do," Warp said, standing up and dusting off his legs, "My future may be perfect, but yours isn't looking to bright now." His shoulder blades went up, showing fancy-looking ray guns. They flashed like a camera, even made the clicking noise a camera makes. In a moment, Robin was blinded by the flash.

He rubbed his eyes in desperation, "Guys, I'm down. All I can see is white. You'll have to defeat him yourselves."

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Raven yelled, sending a slash of dark energy, headed straight towards Warp. Warp quickly jumped out of the way, doing a somersault.

"I have no fancy saying," Warp said, holding out a fist towards Raven, "But, take this!" He shot out a thin blue beam from the top of his fist, just missing Raven and hitting the wall behind her.

"Ha. It seems you've missed. Talk about bad aim," Raven said.

"Laugh now, but look behind you," Warp said with a grin. She immediately turned around and saw the same thin, blue rimmed portal. A large gust came, pulling Raven inside, she screamed as it closed.

Starfire gasped, "Raven!" she readied her starbolts again, "You will pay." She began to hurl starbolt after starbolt. Warp covered his face with his arms as smoke from the starbolts engulfed him. Starfire stopped to see if he had remained conscience, and suddenly a red beam shot out of the smoke. Warp emerged and Starfire was shot to the ground, covered by a red barrier.

"The sun! In here I cannot absorb the sun's rays! I can no longer produce my starbolts. You, wicked man!" Starfire yelled annoyed, banging the barrier as hard as she could.

Beast Boy turned into a Tyrannosaurus Rex and charged at Warp, roaring as he dashed. Warp simply moved out of the way, and Beast Boy ran into the prison's protective bars. He tried to move and transform, but the bars had entangled him.

"Oh, come on Titans! This is too easy! Where's the real challenge?" Warp asked, triumphantly. Cyborg, realizing the situation looked grim, held out his arm, opening up his signaling system.

"Titans for help. I repeat Titans for help. We need anyone whose nearby to get their butts over here as fast as they can. We need help kickin' Warp's can," Cyborg said, signaling all of the honorary Titans, "Whoa, never thought I'd say that!"

"Your petty attempts are useless. You cannot defeat Warp, I am from the future," Warp said, and suddenly another blue rimmed vortex appeared, next to Cyborg. A sound that went off like a trumpet echoed in the prison cell. Out came the blue caped portal runner, the Herald.

"You rang?" he said, looking pumped for the upcoming fight.

(Fade to song)

When there's trouble you know who to call
Teen Titans!
From their tower, they can see it all
Teen Titans!

When there's evil on the attack
You can rest knowing they got your back
'Cuz when the world needs heroes on patrol
Teen Titans GO!

With their superpowers they unite
Teen Titans!
Never met a villain that they liked
Teen Titans!

They've got the bad guys on the run
They never stop 'till the job gets done
'Cuz when the world is losin' all control
Teen Titans GO!

1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. Go!
Teen Titans!

"Let's get 'um," Cyborg said, reading his sonic cannon once more.

"It's on your call," the Herald said.

"Ready, set," Cyborg said, aiming his sonic cannon at Warp.

"BOOM!" the Herald said. He took his horn and blew into it, creating a portal suddenly behind Warp. Alarmed Warp turned around, not even noticing the sonic blast Cyborg shot at him. He flew into the portal, yelling.

"Boo-yah," the Herald said, looking triumphant as Cyborg's jaw dropped.

"Hey! That's my line, horn boy," Cyborg said.

"I know, I was juss playin' witchu," the Herald said, "Now let's get these guys back to the tower." Cyborg disentangled Beast Boy from his jail bar trap and then put Robin, still slightly blinded, on top of a pterodactyl Beast Boy. The Herald disabled the barrier, using a different frequency to blow away the energy cage, and not Starfire. He also opened a portal with his Gabriel's Horn, allowing Raven back into their own dimension.

They returned to the Tower, even with the Herald. It was Robin's idea, Cyborg thought. He was beginning to develop a fierce rivalry with him.

"Alright, the Herald has seemed to have sent Warp back into the past with the other villains," Robin told the Titans.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I wish I would learn more about how to get there. My horn just opened a random crack in the time line," the Herald said.

"Exactly we have to pin point the exact time era Warp is in, and then maybe the Herald can open a portal distinctly to that time point. We have to see if anything in history has changed and that's how we'll know where Warp is," Robin said, "Titans move out."

They had listened, Raven and Starfire left for the library and Beast Boy and Robin went to observe if anything had changed in the city. Cyborg and the Herald were left out at the Tower, using the internet to find out anything.

After countless searching on the Titan's main computer, nightfall had already dawned itself and Cyborg's eyes began to droop.

"I'll be back," Cyborg told the Herald, getting up, "You take over for now, I've got to re-charge my batteries." He got up and left into the hallway. He was so sleepy he didn't even notice he had walked into Raven's room instead of his own. He lifted up the bed, reaching his arm under it. He groped around the ground, as if searching for something.

"Now, where did I put that thing," Cyborg said, "Aha! Here it is!" It took him a while for his brain to register it was one of Raven's books instead of his battery.

He sighed, "What can I do with this?" He threw the book and left Raven's room. He finally found his room, and reached under his own bed and found a back-pack sized battery pack he put on his back whenever he had late-night missions. He walked out of his room and into the hallway, when a thought raced through his head.

"The book!" he shouted absentmindedly and ran back to Raven's room. He grabbed the book he had discarded and began to flip through the countless pages. He had finally gotten to the page he was searching for. The painting he had seen so long ago was not how he had last seen it.

It used to have a dark-skinned girl, triumphantly holding up her sword while standing over a vanquished beast. The people all around her looked like they were cheering over their victory. Now it was the other way around. The beast was standing triumphantly over the unconscious girl, while villainous people with evil grins cheered in the background.

"No!" Cyborg yelled and shut the book. He immediately ran to the main room of Titans Tower to show the Herald what he had found.

"Warp! He's in the stone age," Cyborg told him, holding out the book, open to the page. The Herald put his hand under his chin, deciphering the painting on the page.

"Look what it says here," the Herald said, tracking his finger on a small caption under the picture, "…Back in the ancient war paradise, Stone City, the cities army was finally defeated by a group of tyrants lead by a believed to be tremendous mythical beast and a strange man claiming to be a prophet from the future. Their army had bombarded the stronghold by a sneak attack. The people of Stone City never saw it coming, leading to their defeat…" the Herald read.

"Can you take me to before this happened?" Cyborg asked.

"Yes, but only the two of us can go. The date is too far back in time, my horn can barely bring two people, let alone a whole team," the Herald told him.

"Fine, can you open the portal?" Cyborg asked.

"Yes, but what about the other Titans?" the Herald responded with a question.

"It doesn't matter, let's just go now," Cyborg said.

"Well," the Herald questioned it for a bit, "If you say so…." He blew into the horn, long and strong. IT looked like it drained some of his energy out of him. A smaller blue-rimmed portal appeared.

"Quickly," the Herald said out of breath, "Before it closes." He walked, stumbling a bit, into the portal. Cyborg followed and they went swirling in a black and white pit of time. They eventually landed, crashing to the grounds of the Stone Age.

"We made it?" Cyborg asked.

"We made it," the Herald responded, "But the Gabriel's horn didn't. At least it didn't return as it once was." He held out the horn, now dented and bent. He tried to blow into it, but barely any sound came out.

"What does this mean?" Cyborg asked, looking alarmed.

"It means we're stuck here, at least until I fix this horn. Which could be days. Maybe even weeks," the Herald said, looking just as alarmed as his robotic time-traveling partner.

"Alright, how will we find this 'Stone City'?" the Herald said, breaking the awkward silence. Suddenly, cries of an army filled the air.

"Follow those yells!" Cyborg said, beginning to run towards the noise. The Herald stood, gazing at the speedy metal man, and then charged behind him.

"It's just over this small hill," Cyborg said, looking behind his shoulder, seeing the Herald not far behind. He looked forward and ran over the small hill, with the Herald jogging right behind him.

Soon they had reached the Stone City stronghold. A beautiful city, protected with vast, tall stone walls. Within the fortress, yells could be heard.

"They're already in trouble, Titans- I mean…" Cyborg said, looking embarrassed, "Let's go…" They ran to the walls and grabbed onto the walls, mixing jumping and rock climbing together. Once they had finally made it within the walls, Cyborg had readied his sonic cannon and the Herald struck a martial art pose. Alarmed, the people of Stone City stopped their training.

"Hehe," Cyborg rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "False alarm." The people, noticing it was their old robotic friend, ran up and they trampled him to the ground in embracement.

"Don't forget about the mission," the Herald said, annoyed, "Mr. Popular." Soon the people got off of Cyborg, and stood straight up. They bowed as a stone armored person appeared. She removed her helmet, swaying her hair. She was tan-skinned and had long, dark hair. She was the one from the painting in the book, the Herald thought.

"Ah, Cyborg. I had thought we were under attack again," Sarasim said, "Please, you and your guest, come in and stay awhile." She lead her tribe into the dining house, Cyborg and the Herald followed. They sat down in front of a small feast. During eating, Sarasim began to explain everything, now that she is out of her armor.

"My people have died in a war with Krall and his new teammates. We have been wary about wandering off beyond our protection, in case of an ambush. This has lead our village into a famine. We are sorry, but this is all we have to give," Sarasim said.

"You guys couldn't beat Warp's army of misfits?" Cyborg asked, feeling amazed that these strong heroes of the past could not defeat the villains the Titans had been able to beat so easily.

"I suppose not," Sarasim said, looking ashamed.

"Don't worry about it. We're here to help you. At least I am, my batteries fully charged and I even brought my recharger, see," Cyborg said, turning around and pointing to his back.

"I may be weaponless now, but I can still pack a powerful punch," the Herald said.

"Oh! I had almost forgotten you were here. Cyborg, who is this friend of yours," Sarasim asked, looking surprised.

"This is the Herald. He uses this trumpet-thingy called the 'Gabriel's Horn' and he can open portals in the space-time continuum. That's how we got here," Cyborg explained.

"Amazing, we have never seen such a power, even from Cyborg," Sarasim said delightfully.

"Yeah, well, the horn's broken now," the Herald said, holding out the damaged trumpet.

"Is it beyond repair?" Sarasim asked.

"No, but-" the Herald said, but was cut off by her.

"Then we shall fix it," Sarasim said. The Herald could not believe this to be, but smiled at her anyway.

"Then until then, we shall fight! Follow me," Sarasim said, and she began to walk into the back room, followed by Cyborg and the Herald. In the room, stone armor covered all of the walls. Sarasim walked up to two pieces of armor.

"These should do," she said, taking them off of the wall and putting them over Cyborg and the Herald. It resembled all of the other armors the warriors of there tribe wore. She took down two pairs of swords and shields and handed them over to the two super heroes.

"Thanks," Cyborg said, blushing. The Herald was amazed by the sword, slashing it and admiring it.

"No, we should be thanking you, for you are to assist us in battle," Sarasim said, and the two bowed to her and nodded.

"Cyborg, go out and train with our other warriors. Herald go try to work on your horn. I suggest going to the waterfall. I find it a soothing place to work and concentrate," Sarasim said. Cyborg left the stone house and began to train with the other men, like Sarasim suggested. The Herald was about to leave when Sarasim grabbed his shoulder.

"I realize you wish to go home, but you can't do that if you're horn isn't repaired. Let me come with you, I may come of assistance," Sarasim told him.

The Herald blushed, "Sure." Sarasim smiled and they left for the waterfall.

The next couple of days were hectic, Cyborg was helping the tribe gather food, and all the Herald did was work on that horn. It was making Cyborg crazy. Cyborg came in, sweating while holding his fifth large bundle of fruits and meat. He dropped the pile in front of the Herald.

"Dude! Stop cleaning your trumpet and actually do some work around here!" Cyborg shouted angrily, "At least take this pile of food and put it into the dining house."

"Fine," the Herald said, picking up the bundle of food. Sarasim came walking by, approaching the Herald.

"Oh, so it's you who is bringing all of the food into the dining house. I wish to thank you, but you must get to work on that horn of yours," Sarasim told him.

"Ok," the Herald said, dropping the pile of food onto the ground once more. He sat down again and began to work on the horn.

Sarasim smiled, "Cyborg, you wouldn't mind would you?" and before he could answer she said, "Thanks" and walked away. Cyborg turned to the Herald, mumbling under his breath as his face turned red with anger. He picked up the food and brought it to the dining house once more. The Herald let out a small smirk and continued to work.

Cyborg wiped the sweat off of his forehead as he looked at his work. He had just made the walls all around the fortress three times thicker, to withstand more attacks. The Herald came over and yelled up to the top of the walls, where Cyborg stood, looking at the horizon.

"Do you have any spare silver alloy?" the Herald asked.

"Yeah, sure, I'll go get some. Can you stay here for a sec," Cyborg said, climbing down the wall and running into one of the houses. The Herald shrugged and began to climb to the top of the wall. The way up was tiresome for him, so he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

"Wow! You did all of this!" Sarasim called from below. She was walking up to the wall when the Herald was startled by her. He turned around.

"Thank you so much," her smile stretched across her face as she blushed a bit, "You're the best Herald." She walked away, just as Cyborg returned with the silver alloy.

As they crossed, she told him, "You know, you should be more like the Herald." She walked away as Cyborg showed a large, fake smile.

"I should, shouldn't I?" Cyborg said, annoyed.

The next couple of days, Cyborg was becoming more and more annoyed with the Herald. Sarasim kept acknowledging him for things he had never done. She kept telling Cyborg that he should be more like the Herald, and he was getting sick of it.

As they were eating dinner one night, Cyborg finally blew when Sarasim was complimenting the Herald. Cyborg stood up abruptly.

"Look, dude! I'm so sick of you and the way your acting!" Cyborg shouted. The Herald stood up, looking ready to fight. Sarasim got up and ran up to the Herald. She held on to him, and he grabbed her around his arms.

"Your just jealous of him!" Sarasim said, sounding for the first time, annoyed and upset, "You just can't be him and it's driving you crazy!"

"That's exactly not what's happening!" Cyborg said, "Everything you appraise him for is all the things I did! I caught and found the food! I improved the walls! And I got his stupid silver alloy!"

"Herald," Sarasim said quietly now, facing him, "Is this true?"

The Herald let loose of her embrace and said, "I don't need this," and he walked out of the dining hall. All the people, including Sarasim, looked at him, angry.

"Hehe. So, who wants pie?" Cyborg said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

That night was horrible and Cyborg was glad to get to sleep. It was ok, he kept telling himself, the Herald will show up in the morning and everything will be fine. He lulled himself to sleep with these thoughts.

In the morning, Cyborg awoke with the hustle and bustle of the people outside. They were all in a panic. Cyborg put on his armor and went outside of his house.

"They're coming!" he heard one of the people say, "Krall and his army!"

"And what about the Herald?" another one said, "He hasn't been seen since dinner last night."

"Enough," Sarasim said, standing on a podium. She wore her armor, and held her helmet on her side.

"We must fight! We are under an attack! We will defeat them, with or without the Herald! Now open the gates and we'll charge them," Sarasim said, finally putting on her helmet and holding out her sword. The people in the crowd cheered.

Krall's army had stopped in front of the gate, and all went quiet, on both sides. He had his little green monster army behind himself and the other villains he had Warp bring to him.

"Knock, knock," the immense, green monster said. Suddenly the gate opened, revealing an empty city. The villains looked puzzled, but out jumped the army of warriors, lead by Sarasim and Cyborg.

The gates closed as the warriors charged the villains off of their territory. Groups of warriors attacked separate villains, while others attacked the army of small monsters.

"We'll take 'um down, one by one," Cyborg told Sarasim and she nodded.

"On your call," she said.

"Let's go!" Cyborg shouted jumping over enemies, slashing them with his sword. They approached Mother Mae-Eye, who was busy turning their warriors into gingerbread men.

"Remember children, play nicely," the motherly villain said, transforming into the hideous, giant green skinned witch, dressed in purple, "No rough housing!" She stomped on the ground, just missing Cyborg and Sarasim, who jumped out of the way. Sarasim's helmet broke as she crashed to the ground. Cyborg readied his sonic cannon and began to shoot sonic blasts at the witches face. She put her hands in front of her closed eyes, trying to block the blasts. Suddenly, Cyborg stopped and the witch looked down to see only Cyborg.

"Hey," she said, "Were did the cute female one go?"

"Right here!" Sarasim said, dropping from her hat and punching her in the face, so hard, she fell to the ground.

"Nice job," Cyborg said, holding out his hand for a high-five.

"Not enough time, who's next?" Sarasim said, jumping off, leaving Cyborg hanging. He followed her, looking upset.

Ding Dong Daddy was riding his small, ugly red car, running over the warriors. He began to charge towards a standing Sarasim, she punched the roof of the front of the car, and Ding Dong Daddy skidded to the side.

"Man, that chick's whack," Daddy said. Cyborg jumped from the sky, slashing his car in two. The car fell apart, and all that was left was a sitting Ding Dong Daddy, holding a disconnected stirring wheel.

"Oh, man. Not again!" Ding Dong Daddy said.

"C'mon," Cyborg told her.

"Shouldn't we finish him first?" Sarasim asked.

"Don't worry, he's nothing without that car of his," Cyborg said, and ran to the next villain. Sarasim smiled and followed.

Andre Le Blanc was throwing dynamite sticks at all of the warriors when he was kicked in the face by Sarasim.

"Tu payeres," Le Blanc said in French. He took out more lit dynamite sticks, but was blasted into the walls of the fortress by Cyborg's sonic blast. The dynamite sticks fire went out from the sonic waves, and Andre Le Blanc fell to the ground.

"Even in this era, I still don't have a sssshhhance," Le Blanc said, in a French accent, before he was knocked unconscious.

"Only two more. Then we can take down Krall," Sarasim said, pointing to Punk Rocket who was flying on his guitar and Warp who was shooting blasts from his shoulder guns.

"Ladies first," Cyborg said, and Sarasim jumped off. Cyborg followed.

"I'll take down Warp, you can take Mr. Melody over there," Cyborg said.

"Got it!" Sarasim said, running over to Punk Rocket. She grabbed onto his flying guitar and pulled herself onto the top with him.

"Blimey, how'd a weak girl like you pull yourself up 'ere?" Punk Rocket said. She moved her fist and punched him across his face, making him lose balance and fall of the guitar, knocking him to the ground.

"Weak, huh?" Sarasim said to the now knock-out Punk Rocket. She took the headstock of the guitar and pulled it, snapping the guitar into two. She through the neck of the guitar, and jumped off before the body of the instrument crashed to the ground, exploding.

Warp continued to shoot red beams from his shoulder ray guns at the warriors. Cyborg suddenly jumped out, and shot his sonic cannon, destroying both guns.

"Not this time, Warp," Cyborg said. Warp panicked and began to stumble, attempting to escape from Cyborg. Cyborg grabbed his leg and began to twirl him around and around in the air, until, he let go, sending the futuristic villain into the walls of the fortress. He fell the ground, covered in crumbled rocks from the wall.

"About time," Sarasim said, appearing next to Cyborg.

"Let's just go get green butt, over there," Cyborg said.

"After you," Sarasim said, and Cyborg ran to Krall who was thrashing the warriors of Stone City. Sarasim followed, not far after.

"Boo-yah," Cyborg said, catching Krall off guard with a sonic blast. It hit him, but it didn't affect him to much. He shook his head to knock off the daze from the blast, and began to charge at the android titan. Cyborg jumped out of the way, and Sarasim jumped to him, shouting a victorious scream as she slashed away at the monster. It was no use, the sword moved through him like jell-o. He hit her with the back of his hand, and she flew to the ground, unconscious.

Cyborg, enraged, shouted as he started to blast more with his sonic cannon. He ran to him and began to punch him continuously in the stomach. Krall simply punched him back. His strength was too much, Cyborg thought. All hope was lost, they had no chance. History was going to turn out the way it was in the book, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Suddenly, a noise came from the top of the fortress walls. It was the sound of Herald's horn. A thing, blue-lined portal appeared behind Krall.

He shouted, "Nooooo!" as he was sucked into the portal. It closed up as Krall was hurled deeper and deeper within a different dimension. The Herald slid down the wall and went to check on Cyborg and Sarasim. Cyborg stood up and went over to Sarasim with the Herald.

"Finally decided to come back, huh? Was it my devilish good charms?" Cyborg asked.

The Herald laughed at Cyborg's joke for once and said, "No, I couldn't leave you here, stuck in the stone age."

"Aw, you do care," Cyborg said.

"No," the Herald said, "The Titans would kill me!"

"C'mere you kidder," Cyborg said, giving him a noogie.

They laughed more as the Herald said, "Stop, look! She's waking up!" He pointed to Sarasim who was squinting her eyes. She awoke and sat up.

"Where is he? Did we win?" Sarasim asked, looking at Cyborg.

"Yeah, we won in more ways then one," the Herald said. Sarasim smiled.

They returned to the city, all of them. Sarasim stood on the platform and gave one of her 'after the battle speeches'.

"You have all fought valiantly today, and you deserve to applaud yourselves," Sarasim said and the crowd went wild with applause.

"But none such as the bravery and cunning of Cyborg," Sarasim said. Cyborg stood in the far back with the Herald, now they had no armor on. He looked shocked at the mention of his name.

"Come up here, please Cyborg. And you too, Herald," Sarasim said. Cyborg ran through the crowd, followed by the Herald.

"S'cuse us. Heroes comin' through," Cyborg said, pushing through the crowd. They finally made it up to the platform, on both sides of Sarasim. The crowd applauded.

"These two warriors have vanquished the mighty Krall, exiled to another land. They deserve the rank of honor," Sarasim said, and the crowd went even wilder.

"What's the rank of honor?" Cyborg whispered into her ear.

"This," Sarasim said. An armored warrior came onto the platform, holding a thin, wooden box. She took the box and the warrior bowed and left. She opened it, revealing two gold medallions. She placed them around both of their necks. She kissed them both on the cheeks, and they both blushed in doing so.

"Now, go home, knowing that you will never be forgotten," Sarasim said. The crowd cheered as loud and as wild as they could. Helmets were thrown into the air and the crowd was filled with smiles.

"Oh, yeah and don't forget about them," Sarasim whispered to them, pointing to a pile of unconscious villains off to the side.

"Thanks," Cyborg and the Herald said. They exited the platform and went of the group of villains. The Herald blew on his horn and created another portal. They pushed the villains through and then walked in themselves. The portal closed.

"You will always be remembered, Cyborg and Herald…" Sarasim said.

"Do not worry, Robin, they will return," Starfire said. The remaining four titans were in the living room. Starfire, Beast Boy, and Raven were sitting around on the couch while Robin paced in front of them.

Suddenly, a thin blue-lined portal appeared next to the couch. They all gasped. Robin got into a martial arts pose and took out his bo-staff. Starfire readied her starbolts, and Raven, her black magic. Beast Boy transformed into an elephant, believing an enemy was appearing, preferably Warp.

A large pile of knocked-out villains appeared, being pushed out of the portal. The sat on the floor of the room. The Titans looked puzzled until exhausted Cyborg and Herald came out after them. The portal shut.

"Where have you guys been?" Robin asked.

"And why are they here?" Beast Boy asked, pointing to the villain pile. He poked an unconscious Punk Rocket, cautiously.

"Long story," Cyborg said.

"Too long," the Herald said. Cyborg ran to the book he had seen before they had left for the stone age. He flipped through the pages until he found the picture, the right picture. Sarasim was standing victoriously over Krall. Next to her were two boys. One of them had a large gun for a hand, and the other held a small horn.

"Yeah," Cyborg said, "Too long." He shut the book.