Insaneiac: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Tonight, we have one A-rated slugfest, rated to kick some serious booty, and break some serious bones! It's the Hive team of Gizmo, Mammoth, Jinx, and Billy Numerous vs. The Exiles: Blink, Beast Boy, Terra and Red-X. And gentlemen, this is the final chapter where things have a light to it. After this…even I begin to feel it. You've been warned.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Titans. Hell, I don't even own the Exiles, except for Blink

Chapter 4: The Exiles, Part 2

"Dude…that was lame," Beast Boy quipped, tilting his head at Blink. Suddenly, the confidence and tension drained from the room as Blink's extended hand slumped to his side. In a swift motion, he twisted his head to face Beast Boy, a look of pure humiliation and anger. "Well, come on. Even 'Titan's, GO!' was catchier than that dude."

"Beast Boy…mate. Don't take this the wrong way, but you're an ass," Blink muttered hastily, before whipping his head back to Gizmo. "Now then, toaster butt. Where were we?"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" Gizmo roared, firing both lasers at Blink. The beams of light slammed harmlessly into a purple field. Gizmo's head tilted. "What the…" He began to rapid fire the blasts now, each pair slamming into the field. After Gizmo finally stopped wasting time, Blink grinned, pointing his hand back at the leader of the Hive Four.

"That all you got, you walking Radio Shack?" And with that, Blink phased out of sight, and appeared just underneath Gizmo, hand pointed up at the boy's chin. "Time tah dance, mate." A blast of purple energy erupted from Blink's fingers, sending Gizmo hurtling into the ceiling of the room, and through it. Blinking up to continue, Blink landed not two feet in front of the downed Gizmo. He waited for the boy to get back to his robotic legs before continuing his attack, whipping out with a fierce combination of kicks that completely shattered the front two legs, dropping Gizmo to the floor. "You know mate, I thought this was going to require a bit o' talent, yah know?"

Gizmo pressed a single button on his wrist, and the legs disappeared. Then his backpack nearly exploded in size, engulfing him completely. For a minute, Blink had thought that Gizmo was just giving up, and hiding from him. "Jeez, only a few moves…" Blink began, turning on his heel to look down at the rest. "I thought this was going to be a…" Blink began, before a robotic fist slammed into his back, and drove him into a wall. As the fist retracted, Blink slumped to the ground in a heap. "…Ouch…" Slowly, the fist retracted into its section, which belonged to a rather large and deadly looking robotic suit. Inside the suit, where the cockpit was placed, was a grinning Gizmo. Two massive arms stretched out from a fairly round looking center body, which housed the cockpit. At the end of each arm was a fairly destructive looking clawed hand. Two massive legs kept it standing, leveling it at over two-and-a-half times Blink's height. On it's back was a pair of devastating-looking laser cannons, and along its waist were a pair of rather intimidating Vulcan cannons. At the top of the center section was a round head with a pair of green "eyes." Needless to say, it looked like it belonged in a modern weaponry laboratory.

"Never bring a kick to a robot fight you scum sucker!"

Pushing to his feet, Blink stretched his neck to the right, before staring at the oversized contraption of death. Lasers, massive machine guns, big fists of fury, and it looked fast. Slowly, his eyes opened in mind-bending fear as he took in the full size of the sucker, and its impressive armory. "And just where…IN THE HELL…does that fit in your pack, mate?"

"I'm a genius. It's not hard for me to outsmart a MORON like you. There's NOTHING I can't do with machines!"

"OI! I take offense to that mate. And for the record, yah grimy lil' wankah, I'll kick your ass back to the nursery school that yah escaped from and your blinking Gizmo-Bot2000's cahooty back to the Wal-Mart you bought her from." Blink growled, before hurtling himself at the Gizmo-Bot2000.

Meanwhile, Billy had begun trying to fight Red, splitting into a good three clones and charging the masked thief. Red gave a single chuckle behind the mask, retracting the saws in light of some hand to hand exercise. Just as the clones reached him, he back flipped away, landing on his feet with style, before pushing off of them almost immediately. The first clone caught a pair of kicks to the face, knocking him down to the ground with a thud. The minute Red felt his feet touch on the ground, he leapt at the nearest clone, slamming his hands down onto his shoulders. While not knocking him to the ground, Red used this time to pull off a handstand on his shoulders, before swinging his legs downwards, driving his feet into the clone's stomach, and sending him careening into a wall.

"You chumps are too easy," Red mocked, before turning around. Instead of two clones being left, there were now twelve very angry clones, and behind them all was Numerous, smiling. As the first batch leapt at him, blasts of X-shaped sticky goo caught them in midflight, sending them flying into walls. He wasn't quick enough to catch the pair that tackled him, knocking him into and over a kitchen counter. He landed on the back of his head with a thunk, before the rest of his body hit the ground like a domino. As his eyes opened again, one of the Billy's was seconds from dropping his knee into Red's neck. Pushing to the side, Red spun to his feet, seconds before the knee slammed into the floor. The clone whipped his head towards where Red had rolled, only to have it kicked into the nearby dishwasher. Whipping around, he snapped into another clone's ribs with a kick, hurtling him into the fridge. The impact rang through the room, seconds before the actual appliance fell on top of the clone. However, while Red focused on the result of his actions, a microwave slammed into the side of his head, knocking him hard to the ground.

"Wow…you're not that smart, are you?" One of the clones mocked, flinching backwards as the masked thief kicked up to his feet, and turned towards the stove. Slapping a hand down on each end of the long handle along the top of the oven, he ripped it off, spinning it around before pointing it at the cocky little clone.

"You. Run. Now." Red shot back, before leaping towards him. A muffled "eep" escaped the clone's lips, before toppling backwards and narrowly avoiding a mouth full of steel. While elsewhere, Terra rolled narrowly under a blast of purple energy, long since on the defensive against the witch.

"What is…." Terra grunted, ducking as a piece of metal screamed towards her head. "…with the ugly pink hair?" Terra was in a tad bit of trouble, seeing as how there was no real earth inside the tower to use. So instead, she was waiting for the freakishly pink girl to make an error. "Didn't you get the memo about pink being out of style?" Terra taunted, charging towards Jinx.

"SHUT U--OOF!" Jinx hollered back as she was tackled by Terra. The two hit the ground with a thud, as Terra began to punch Jinx repeatedly in the face. Seconds later, Jinx threw her weight to the side, causing the two to roll over and put Jinx in the position of power, who began to slap the flavor out of Terra's mouth, cackling with each strike. "Eww…Blonde? That's almost as bad as blue." Only mere moments later, a clone rammed into the side of Jinx, sending the two dangerously close to the large window that overlooked the oil rig out in the ocean. Terra whipped her head around to see Red-X waving at her, who in turn flashed the masked thief a smile of gratitude, before turning her attention back to Jinx. Before she could even get up fully, Terra leapt at her, sending the two of them into, and through, the window, and falling down to the water and earth below.

"Heh, you think you can stop me, you lil' twerp?" Mammoth growled, cracking his massive knuckles as he stared down at Beast Boy. It enraged him to no end that he was still grinning. "What's so funny?"

"The fact that you're still as stupid as the day I met you." Beast Boy replied with gusto, enraging the giant further. With one very loud roar, Mammoth charged Beast Boy, shouldering into the boys chest, driving him threw the wall of the main room, and exploding into Starfire's very happy colored room. Beast Boy flew as Mammoth stopped charging, smacking into the wall with a potent thud. "Okay dude… that hurt," Beast Boy whined, seconds before Mammoth landed a flying elbow into the boy's gut, and driving him threw the floor of the room, into the next one below. As soon as the pair hit that floor, they broke through it as well, sending them careening towards the next one. This time, however, Beast Boy transformed himself into a humming bird, quickly escaping the elbow of doom. He watched as Mammoth landed on the floor without the cushion of the green ex-Titan, before transforming back into his normal self, and landing beside the dazed giant.

Not waiting for him to get up, Beast Boy leapt into the air, dropping an elbow onto the back of Mammoth's neck. The larger man grunted in pain, swinging his arm around and grabbing Beast Boy by the head. Pushing to his feet, he brought Beast Boy to eye level, growling at him. "That hurt!" he roared at the boy, just seconds before his face was flattened by Beast Boy's feet. Mammoth suddenly found something disturbing in regards to the changeling. He had gotten much, MUCH stronger since the last encounter. His grip loosened from Beast Boy's head as he was sent staggering backwards, his face red and imprinted with the boy's boots.

"And I bet that hurt a lot more." Beast Boy shot back, charging towards Mammoth. The giant swung his left arm to try and swat the boy away, but he found himself out maneuvered. Seconds later, a roundhouse kick whipped into his stomach, causing Mammoth to keel over in pain. Following up, Beast Boy back flipped, driving his foot into Mammoth's chin, and taking him off his feet. Mammoth landed flat on his back, dazed and confused from both the blows and the fact that Beast Boy, the pathetically weak child, had actually managed to take him off his feet. Slamming a hand on the ground, Mammoth forced himself to his feet, roaring at Beast Boy before throwing a massive straight punch. Whipping his arms in front of him, Beast Boy took the blow head on, skidding down the hall. As Beast Boy slowed to a stop, he looked up in time to catch a second punch to the face. This time, Beast Boy flew into the hallway door, fifteen feet down the hall.

"Ugh…did anyone get the number of that bus…" Beast Boy groaned.

"You!" Blink yelled, back flipping over a laser beam. "Rowdy!" he continued, side stepping a very lethal punch. "Little wankah!" he finished, leaping as Gizmo left himself open, only to be swatted away by his other arm. Of course, swatted was putting it lightly, as the aftereffect of the blow left Blink embedded rather deeply in a nearby wall. Dazed, Blink blinked as he tried to get a hold of his senses, and quickly found himself staring at the charging Gizmo. Without anything more than a thought, Blink teleported out of sight, just before Gizmo charged into and through the wall. Blink landed on top of the robot, smiling down at Gizmo before firing off a few Blink-blasts. He found himself awe-struck when it did nothing more than scorch a little bit of metal. "Bloody 'ell, what's this hunk made out of?" Alerting himself to the fast approaching metallic arms, Blink jumped off the robot, slapping his hands together and firing a large Blink-blast into the back of the robot, strong enough to send it tumbling through the rest of the wall, and into the elevator shaft. Problem was, Blink hadn't noticed the grappling cord that caught around his leg, and soon found himself traveling with the massive machine into the near bottomless elevator.

As the two fell, Gizmo quickly slammed the robot's massive, hook-like feet into the sides of the shaft, securing it. Turning his attention upward, he whipped out his laser cannon, and fired off a blast at the falling Blink. Instantly, it collided with a quickly-put-up Blink-shield. When the light faded, Blink was no where to be seen, at least as far as Gizmo could tell. As if on instinct, his robot's head whipped around the place, trying to locate the combatant with the internal scanning system. When he heard a tapping on his cockpit window, he turned to look at where it was coming from, but found no one there.

"What in the hell is…" he began, before he saw a laser cannon get blown off. Instantly, he looked back to the spot of the tapping, and saw Blink fade into existence. "HEY! THAT'S CHEATING!"

"You have a frikken' robot, mate. How is THAT not cheating?"

"It can't turn invisible!"

"Whoop-de-friggen'-doo mate," Blink taunted, before driving an energy-coated fist into the side of the robot, and puncturing through the tough metal. "And that is called a tin-can kidney punch!" Seconds later, a clawed hand swiped out of nowhere, and caught Blink in it, driving him into the side of the shaft. The impact wasn't so much painful as it was sense numbing.

"And that is called a BUG SWATTER!" Gizmo taunted back.

Meanwhile, Red-X was completely surrounded by an obscene amount of clones, filling the center room like water fills a donut-shaped glass. All around him were freaks in red, either grinning and cracking their knuckles, or helping up the ones who had been unfortunate enough to get in the way of a good swing. It was no bo-staff, but getting hit with an oven handle was still getting hit by a good-sized chunk of steel. It hurt. It hurt bad.

"You guys just going to stare all day?" X demanded, before a hand whipped to his side. In a heartbeat, a handfull of bombs scattered around the room. In mid-flight, they exploded, encasing the room in a smoky veil that swallowed himself and the clones whole. Suddenly the dull silence was filled by the melodic sounds of metal-on-skull, grunts and groans of pain, and bodies hitting the floor. The smoke began to flow out the window, giving the clones a fighting chance against the masked master of handle-fu, as several charged towards him.

Pushing off his back foot, he drove his left foot into the face of one clone, using him as a stepping stone/spring board to propel himself higher into the air. Spinning around, he hurled the handle as hard as he could; catching a Numerous right in between the eyes, and dropping him like a stone in the ocean. Now without his trusty weapon, he felt the odds even out, as clones began to pour in at him. For a brief second, it looked like he was about to be overwhelmed, when the sounds of two very vicious saws filled the air.

"Alright then, let's play a little game," Red-X spoke with a grin, spinning around and driving a saw blade into the arm of a single clone. Instantly, every clone screamed out in pain, and sucked back into a single body. The real Billy stumbled backwards, his arm bleeding rather heavily, but not a fatal amount. However, he soon realized that he was no long totting an army of clones. "Looks like I win," Red muttered nearly evilly, retracting his claws and rubbing his hands together.

Outside, Terra emerged from the ocean, pulling herself onto her feet, standing on the island that Titan Tower was situated on. Jinx, however, who was also just getting up, charged at Terra, the two of them completely soaked. Before Terra could do anything, Jinx tackled her from behind, very quickly pinning the blonde to the ground. Finally content that she had the advantage, her eyes lit up purple as the glass from the window they crashed through whipped up from the ocean, rising dangerously over Terra. "Game over, Blondie."

"You…" Terra began, before her eyes lit up bright yellow, and two fists of earth shot out from the island, and grabbed Jinx's arms. "WISH!" With a slight "eep" escaping Jinx's lips, the arms shot into the air, hurtling the witch up with them, before whipping her towards the ground. Jinx landed flat on her face, skidding along the island ground before landing in the water. Pushing to her feet, she turned to see Terra on a large chunk of floating rock, with several very mean looking balls of stone floating around her. "Just try it, Pinkie."

With another grunt of pain, Mammoth slammed face first into the wall, as the currently gorilla-formed Beast Boy whipped him around and drove his head through the ceiling. Pulling him back, he hurtled him up the final floor, landing back in the main room with Red-X. Mammoth looked like something out of a Jet Li film by now, a beat up and whimpering nobody. Turning back into Beast Boy, he pressed his foot onto Mammoth's back, posing and showing off to Red-X, who currently had an unconscious Billy over his shoulder.

"Mine was bigger."

"Mine could multiply." Red-X shot back, smiling behind the mask as he watches Beast Boy pout.

Meanwhile, in the elevator shaft, Blink felt like he was dying, barely even able to hold onto the cable. At the very least, the robot had been able to keep him moving, and even that failed him at time. The walls were adorned with Blink impressions, and Blink himself was more than certain that his spine would never forgive him for this day However, unbeknownst to Gizmo, he had put himself exactly where Blink had wanted him to. "Yah know, yah creepy lil' buggah, it's been fun," Blink muttered, before teleporting above the robot. Instantly, the head turned to Blink, who was pointing his fingers at each cable. "But the fun's ovah." Firing the blasts at the corresponding cords, Blink disappeared again, reappearing in front of the soon-doomed mech, driving his energy coated hands into the cockpit and grabbing Gizmo, before blinking away again, just as the two elevators sandwiched the mech, causing a massive explosion to rumble through the tower.

Appearing in between Beast Boy and Red-X, he dropped the screaming Gizmo on his head, before pressing a foot down on the child. Grinning confidently, he looked at both Beast Boy and his catch, and Red-X and his. Scratching the back of his head, Blink laughed. "Had fun?"

"Mine's bigger." Beast Boy stated proudly, picking up Mammoth and dropping him on top of Gizmo. Even Blink flinched at that.

"Mine could multiply." Red restated, dropping Numerous on top of Mammoth.

"Mine had a giant frikken' robot, so shut it mates." Blink replied exhaustedly, kicking the pile for good measure.

"Yah? Well mine had pink hair. That's a crime alone." Another voice sounded, as Terra floated outside the window, holding a very angry Jinx by her hair. Tossing her onto the pile, she dusted her hands off. "So, I guess that means we win?"

"Well duh." Beast Boy replied. "So, what do we do with them?"

A very evil smile crawled across Blink's face as the question reached his ears. Slowly, he turned his head to Beast Boy, his grin evil enough to scare the good out of anyone on Earth. "Get me some rope, mate."

------ Several Hours Later ------

"That is the last time…I respond to a gang war in Steel City," Robin groaned, rubbing the back of his head. It had been a brutally long task, and even now the sun was setting over the city. However, as the Titan's closed in on their home, they instantly saw something that sent all of them into a state of shock. Windows of the tower were shattered, glass lying all over the place. "…What…the…HELL!" Robin screamed, freaking out his fellow teammates. Instantly, the boy blasted through the front doors of the tower. He reached the elevators with record time, and upon a single button press, nothing happened. As he waited, Raven and the rest caught up with him, staring at the elevator rather impatiently.

"Screw this, I'm taking the stairs." Cyborg muttered. Before he could take a step, Robin blasted towards them, shooting up at high speeds until he felt himself actually begin to run out of energy. Still pushing himself, Robin reached the main room and was struck speechless. Hanging from the ceiling was a sight he hardly expected to ever see, but even that was not the real travesty. All around the place, destruction was evident. The room looked like it had been hit by a hurricane of the worst flavor. His attention turned back to the Hive members, hanging from the ceiling with duck tape covering their mouths.

"What in the name of anything holy happened here?" Speedy muttered.

"This looks like the aftermath of a Tamarian Blarthanx storm…just a lot less slimy." Starfire recalled, rubbing her chin as she surveyed the damage, before shrieking in anger. "THEY HAVE DEFILED MY QUARTERS!"

"Oh Starfire…it can't be…" Raven stopped, before noticing the two massive holes in Starfire's room. "…Wow…"

"AH, NO WAY!" Cyborg screamed, grabbing his head with both hands. "THEY'VE DESTROYED THE TV!"

Robin, however, had long since noticed the note hanging off the bodies, signed with a name that struck the very wrath of God within him.

Dear heroes,

Sup mates? Did ya miss me? Ah, pleasantries aside, lemme lay it straight for yah wankstahs.

Me and my posse here need to lay low for a while. We promise no problems…other than that small mess we left when we raided your fridge. OH, right. Red pinched his belt mate. Said you wouldn't mind. Oh, and sorry about the elevators…they might be a little damaged. Anyways mate, peace, and who knows. Mehbe I be seeing yah.

Signed, Your neighborhood friendly Aussie

Blink

PS. Whoever the bloke is that sports the Green Tee, tell 'im or 'er that it's good stuff.

Robin stared long and hard at the letter, glaring a hole a mile wide into it as he felt himself burning within. "RAVEN! Blink's been into your tea!" Robin hollered vengefully, before storming off towards his room. Elsewhere, the tell-a-tale sounds of angry Raven mode sounded as several things exploded with varying degrees of volume. Robin could feel himself wanting to punch something, hard. Slipping into his room, he turned to the first thing he saw, and drove his fist into it. Little did he know that it was the nightlight he had bought for himself.

"Crap…"

A/N: OWNAGE! That was what you saw happen. BB, Terra, Red and Blink, dropping them bows on the Hive…and yes, BB, in this story, has unlocked dormant abilities that were awakened by his traumatic experience during the Zenith Event. Anyways, enjoy the chap, I am out.