Giving Yourself
A Teen Titans Fan Fiction by Jacob McDonald
Standard Disclaimers Apply. I don't own Teen Titans.
Chapter One
Cyborg grinned down at the display on the com window in the T-Car, "We're almost there, Bee. What is it?"
Bumble Bee looked frustrated, "It's Speedy. He's gone."
"Where'd he go?"
"Who knows? He's been vanishing, sometimes for days, for the past six months or so." She frowned, "You have no idea how much you two coming out to help is welcome right now, Sparky."
Cyborg glanced at the passenger seat, where Raven was buckled in. She had her nose buried in a book, but raised a fist and pumped it in a mock-cheerful manner when he looked at her. The robotic Titan grinned, "Raven says we're always happy to help."
"Well tell her that I've already banned the Mas y Menos from trying to get her T-Comp's privacy channel this time."
"Thank the Goddess…" Raven muttered.
Cyborg chuckled, "She says thanks."
"Glad you're there to be my interpreter." Bumble Bee smiled, "How far out are you?"
"Steel City ETA is forty minutes." Cyborg replied, "I'll see you soon."
"Looking forward to it." She smiled once, then signed off.
Cyborg returned his attention to the road, and Raven continued to read her book. After several minutes of silence, the dark Titan spoke, "You so want to bumble Karen's bee."
Cy almost swerved off the road, and Raven chuckled as he started spluttering out denials.
The Titans East, minus Speedy, met Cyborg and Raven as they pulled into the Tower garage. As Cy climbed out, Bumble Bee flew up to him and hugged him firmly. "I've missed you." She whispered into his ear, making the human side of his face flush a little.
Aqualad chuckled and stepped up to the gothic Titan as she climbed out of the T-Car, "Raven… it's always good to see you."
"Likewise, Garth." They shook hands firmly, then he pulled her forward. Raven let out a little noise of shock, but it was smothered as her face fell into his chest. He chuckled again as he gave her a one armed squeeze, "Don't be such a stranger, Rae. We've know each other for years."
"Sorry." She muttered as she pulled away from him and yanked her hood up, "You know I'm not good with physical contact, and-"
"Yeah, I know." He smiled at her, "But someone needs to pull you out of that shell of yours sometimes."
"Beast Boy says the same thing."
"And what do you do when he says it?"
"I blast him through a wall."
Aqualad laughed nervously and stepped back from her. Raven smiled at him in a sinister manner.
"Stop scaring the gill-head, Rae." Cyborg stepped over to them and shoved her lightly. A pulse of black energy pushed back at him, and he stumbled a bit. "Okay, okay. Hey, what are we doing tonight, Karen?"
"The four of us will be hunting down leads on HIVE activity in the City. Since the two of you are guests, and you just had a long road trip, you get the easy job of busting a heroin dealer tonight. Just bring him down neat, call in the cops, and come on back to the Tower for some R and R."
"Sounds good." Cy nodded, "We'll be able to help you out more tomorrow on getting the HIVE sorted out."
"Just what I thought." Bee beamed at him.
"Great minds think alike."
"And sexy people make great couples."
"Gag." Raven looked disgusted, "Just give us the location of the dealer, Karen."
Everyone chuckled and Bee went about giving out mission details.
Two hours later, the doors of the dealers apartment blew in and sent splinters of wood and glass raining down the hallway. There was a shrike from the bedroom, and a half dressed hooker bolted into the bathroom and locked herself in. A thin man with several dark tattoos on his pale skin came out of the bedroom at the end of the hall with a handgun aimed into the black smoke that poured in from the outside.
As soon as he saw a large form moving through the smoke, he started firing. The bullets bounced off the man walking towards him with little metallic pinging noises.
"What the fuck?" he gasped. A red light flared to life where one of the man's eyes should have been, and the dealer gasped and staggered back.
Behind him, the black smoke coalesced into the form of a hooded young woman wearing a blue cloak. She hissed in his ear, "Where are the drugs, Luke?"
Luke screamed and fell to the floor, even as Cyborg stepped up to him and kicked the gun out of his hand. Raven loomed over the dealer, her eyes burning white from inside her hood, "Where?"
"The bedroom! In the closet!" Luke stammered out, "But… but… I already sold most of it!"
"Most of it?" Cyborg lifted him off the ground and slammed him into the wall, cracking the plaster, "How much is most of it? We have reports that you had almost ten pounds of smack here, punk."
"I sold like, more than half of it to this kid just a little while ago! Seriously!"
"We want a name then." Cyborg shook him, "A name and a place!"
"He wont be dealing it, man… just using! He always uses!"
"Who uses that much heroin?" Raven sounded as if she didn't believe him.
"He brings it to a house, and they have a big party! Like nine or ten people! They get high, fuck their brains out, get high some more, and wake up feeling like shit." Luke shook his head, "It's sad, man, but I sell to whoever pays, and this kid always has the cash to-"
"Who is he then?" Cyborg shook the man again, and Luke stammered out a name.
"Harper!" he shouted, "His name is Roy Harper!"
Silence descended over the apartment, then Cyborg growled and locked a hand over Luke's throat, "You lying son of a-"
"Cyborg!" Raven held up a hand, "He's not lying!"
"What?" Cy glanced over at her with a wild expression.
Raven stood her ground, "He's not lying. Just knock him out and call the cops. We have to find Roy."
"Wait… you guys know who he is?" Luke looked surprised.
"Where is he?" Cy returned his gaze to the dealers face.
"Well… maybe I'll just tell the cops that-"
Raven floated up to him suddenly and her eyes burned red for a moment, "Tell us or I send you straight to Hell." Her voice rumbled with demonic power.
"3487 Starling Avenue!" Luke shouted as a wet spot formed at his crotch.
"Thanks." Cyborg hauled back a fist, and pounded Luke's head into the plaster wall.
A half hour later, Cyborg and Raven sat in the T-Car, staring out at the night as it started to rain. "So what now?" Cyborg asked.
"We go find Speedy, drag him out of the drug house, and get him back to the Tower."
"What if he's not willing? Heroin messes you up pretty bad, Rae."
"I can knock him out fairly easily."
"What about going in like we are? The Titans can't be incriminated in this."
"We both have other clothes. Let's change, get over there, and get him out."
"Okay." Cyborg reached into the back seat and grabbed their bags, "You sure you don't want to call the cops, Rae? I mean, I don't want Roy getting into trouble either, but-"
"This isn't just about Roy, Victor. We need to think about how this will affect the super hero community at large. We're suppose to be looked up to, and if the media gets a hold of this and runs with it… everyone from the Titans to Superman could be potentially hurt by it."
Cyborg sighed, "Okay. Let's do this."