As the red car turned the corner, the masked man looked behind him at his two victims. He had been stalking Robin for a very long time, and he knew who he was. But the girl was a mystery. He had at first thought that the only reason that he had taken her was because she was a witness to the crime that had taken him nearly a year to get into. But now he saw that she would be good for better things... things that he didn't know what to think of. Maybe he should keep her in a room, safely away from his other kidnapped men.
He turned the corner, and stopped at a large warehouse. He opened the car, and took out his unconscious victims. The girl was handled delicately, but Robin was tossed and kicked around. When the masked man opened the door, he revealed several corridors. The man threw Robin into one room, and the girl into another. His room.
But what next? He had more than he wanted, so what was the next part of the plan? He knew what to do with Robin...
But what next?
Back at the tower, Raven and Beast Boy got up from the bomb's hit. They looked around at all of the debris. It looked like the bomb had hit only one side of the tower, and had torn off only a few yards. CY could easily pick those up and rebuild the tower. Meanwhile, living in the other side was a good idea.
"Damn!" Beast Boy said, "That bomb HAD to blow out the kitchen!" Beast walked along the roadside, surveying the damage, all the while swearing under his breath.
Raven heard Beast Boy's complaint. She sighed. Worrying about food, at a time like this! She stepped on something that crackled underneath her feet. Raven looked down. Gasp! A book!
She picked it up. Poetry! How lovely! She kneeled down. Oh! Robert Frost! Her favorite poet.
Raven sniffed as she thought of the one poem that she had written as a maid on Tamerin. She had forgotten it in the wash one day, and she regretted it every day. There was only one thing that she remembered from it:
Sitting low...
You never know...
How much I ne-------ed you!
And that was it. There was nothing else. It was more of a song, anyway.
Cyborg looked up from the other side of the tower. Where was Robin? Where was Beast Boy? Where were the girls?
He picked up a piece of glass. It splintered his skin. He wondered how it had gotten that way...
Then he remembered. The bomb!
He looked around, and heard Beast Boy walking around, swearing about the kitchen. Gasp! Was the food blown up?
And then he glimpsed Raven, a moment later, sitting on the grass reading a charred piece of paper. Was it part of a book? It certainly looked small enough.
CY rolled over on the grass. Why did everything happen to him?
If only he knew what the masked man was doing to Robin...
