Black Sunday
Chapter 1
After a wild Friday Movie Night at Titans Tower, the clock finally struck one o'clock. Catboy was in his bare room. He was sprawled out on his bed flipping through an old dusty photo album. There were pictures of him smiling with his friends and pictures of him beating up odd villains with his brother like: Memo, Oaf, Lovy, and other low class villains from his past. He flipped another page. There was a big newspaper article that read.
b Superbiscuits Killed in Hideout Explosion, Catboy Survives b
He savagely picked up the photo album and threw it at the wall. Pictures fell out onto the floor. He pressed his face into his matress. "Why can't I be happy?" he asked himself. Someone knocked on his door. It was a light tap. He opened the door. It was Killaya. She looked in his room.
"You should consider redecorating boo," Killaya began. "I already had Cyborg pimp out my room, maybe he can do yours next."
"What do you want?" Catboy began.
"To be with my boyfriend, what else?" Killaya smiled. She took him and sat down on his bed.
"You should really go back to your room Killaya," Catboy said. "I'm not in the mood for visitors."
"That's always your excuse," Killaya grumbled.
"Tomorrow," Catboy said. Killaya frustratedly walked out of the room. She bumped into Robin.
"Killaya," he greeted.
"What's wrong with CB? He's cold, but tonight he was frozen," Killaya described.
"Sleep on it," Robin growled. They both walked off to their rooms. Catboy walked over to the photo album. He looked at the article. It was dated April 16, 2001.
"Five years," Catboy sighed.