Beep Beep Beeeeeeeeeep. This has been a test of the emergency signal program. We now bring you back to the original broadcasting.

-blinks-

That was weird. Anyway, my official co-writer has not been here for the last several chapters! I know, doesn't it bring sadness upon all of you? It's tragic, but we must continue nevertheless!

-stands proudly with theme music playing in background-

-is hit by a random head of lettuce-

-theme music dies-

Aw, man. Oh well. To add to the tragedy of my co-writer's absence, I am sorry to announce that this is the last chapter that I have written out so far. But do not fret my loyal reviewers! I shall continue to write, even in this lonely state of mind!

Okay, you all are sick of my randomness, I'm sure. So, read on, fellow humanoids!

Chapter 17

Beast Boy and Raven were in a state of utter devastation and hopelessness. Their typical heroic spirits had died, and their usual frivolous moods had been wiped from their souls. As their mourning of their despair continued, the whole mission fell apart. There was no hope. There was only a silence of desperation and anguish.

Beast Boy had a far-away look in his eyes, as he sat in his misery. He hated the fact that they were helpless to the inevitable: they had failed. There was nothing they could do now; it was pointless to even try. His hopelessness was unbearable no matter how much he tried to deny it.

Raven sat motionlessly, her eyes quivering in depression. She had never felt so much emptiness in her life. She had spent it all fighting her powerful emotions, trying to keep them under control. Now that she had lost this power, she felt as if there were some form of void in her stomach and heart. For some reason, there felt as if there was a lump in her throat, and she didn't know why.

Their situation couldn't get worse. They were destined for failure.

Or so they thought.

Just as they were about to abandon the mission and their hopes completely, there was suddenly a faint clicking in the distance of the hallway. Both their eyes raised to meet with a miraculous sight: it was a mechanical hand! Never before had either of them thought they would be so overjoyed to see this display.

Happily clacking down the hallway came Cyborg's detachable hand. "Is that what I think it is?" Beast Boy asked.

"It's ––– it's ­––– Cyborg's hand!" Raven exclaimed in disbelief.

The hand made its way down the hallway guided by a red eye that was directly linked to Cyborg's systems. It made it to the two renewed Titans and hopped up and down in excitement. Raven and Beast Boy rejoiced in happiness. Their hope was restored!

"They must be sending us a signal!" Raven exclaimed.

"Soooooooo . . . what are we supposed to do now?" Beast Boy asked.

"Follow the hand, you idiot," Raven snapped.

"Right . . ." Beast Boy muttered. Cyborg's hand began prancing back down the hallway.

"Come on," Raven said, gesturing towards the hand. Beast Boy and Raven began following the metal contraption, praying that Cyborg knew what he was doing. As soon as they were walking down a second hallway, Beast Boy grabbed Raven's arm.

Pulling her back, he whispered, "Wait! What if it's a trap?"

Blushing at how close they were, Raven replied quickly, "Cyborg wouldn't lead us into a trap."

Just noticing how close they were also, Beast Boy quickly pulled away. "I mean, what if Red X made him do it, so that we would follow him right into a trap?"

"Red X probably isn't even near them," Raven responded, brushing off the question easily.

"Then why wouldn't they just come find us themselves instead of sending a hand?" Beast Boy questioned.

Raven looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, I'm sure they're probably tied up so they can't come themselves. Plus, Cyborg wouldn't listen to Red X, no matter what. You know how stubborn he is," Raven concluded intelligently.

"Fine," Beast Boy muttered, dropping her arm. They turned back to the hand, which they discovered had been staring at them the whole time.

"Um, so yeeeeeaaaaah . . . it's all good now," Beast Boy said directed towards the hand. It had a weird kind of secretive smirk on, even though it was impossible. "O–kay . . . Cyborg, are we going now?" Beast Boy asked tentatively, kind of freaked out at the creepy little smirk.

The hand hopped up and turned around, continuing to lead the two into unknown circumstances . . . .

-stuffs popcorn into mouth-

Mmmmm . . . buttery . . . .

Oh . . . right. This is the part where I tell you to review. Hmm . . . what witty comment can I leave you people with today?

-chews thoughtfully-

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