Author's Notes: I actually wrote part of this chapter on a different day than I finished it, and so I hope everything flows together nicely. Thanks, Meiriona, for the thievery etiquette. I might be a bit behind on updates after today, though, because it'll be the weekend, and I'm doing soccer training with my friend (after a few hours of soccer, anyone would be way too tired to write fanfiction). Yay, twenty reviews! Thanks to all who have reviewed. I am open to criticism, so please, if you have something to say, go ahead and do so.

Disclaimer: "Teen Titans" and "Impulse" are not mine, but they're in the story, that's for sure.

Impulse had made his one-hundred-fiftieth robbery that week. It was all over the news, as were his other break-ins and heists. He was gaining a group of supporters who were in awe of his speed and villainy (mostly high school outcasts), and a group of enemies, which was basically the police, store and museum owners everywhere, and the general public. Many newspaper stands in the past week had also been broken into pieces, and newspapers featuring the new villain were cut to shreds by several hexes.

Back at headquarters, the guys of the Hive Five were resuming their normal lives, playing video games, eating, and the occasional mall break-ins. The fact that their main superhero problem was now a world-known villain didn't make a difference to them at all. Jinx, however, was furious. One day, while they were playing MarioKart, Jinx stepped between the players and the screen. See-More continued racing after he adjusted his eyeball to see through Jinx, but Mammoth, his opponent, couldn't see anything because Jinx was blocking his racer, and ended up pausing the game, much to See-More's frustration, since he was in the lead.

"Don't you guys get how this is a problem?" Jinx shouted, waving her arms repeatedly up and down.

"How what's a problem?" See-More asked, confused.

"Impulse!" she yelled.

"Not really," Mammoth said. "You're blocking the screen!"

"Hive Five!" she growled. "Meeting in common room, now!"

Slowly, the members of the Hive Five entered the common room, annoyed that their leader had taken them away from whatever it was they were doing, and a little frightened of what she was going to do.

"Is everyone here?" she asked, surveying the room. Mammoth and See-More looked distraught, as if that game they were playing was their lifeline, and they appeared as though they couldn't wait to get back to playing it. Gizmo's eyes were at the floor, his fists clenched as they sank into the couch he had sat on. Kyd Wykkyd showed no expressions. He only stared at Jinx waiting for her to say something. Billy Numerous sat on a chair next to the couch and sighed impatiently.

"Well," she continued, "we know that Kid Flash is Impulse. Now, ordinarily, I'd be glad to get Kid Flash out of the picture, however—"

"How long is this gonna take?" Billy Numerous asked, raising his hand as if he was in a classroom.

"It'll take as long as I want it to take!" Jinx snapped, her eyes glowing pink.

"Okay, calm down, missy," Billy responded.

"Continuing with what I was saying, Kid Fla—, I mean Impulse, is causing us more problems as a criminal than he did as a good guy. Incase you haven't noticed, he still stops our crimes."

"Right, but he actually does them, and better than us," Kyd Wykkyd said. The rest of the guys agreed.

"That's not the point!"

"But he does do them better than we do, doesn't he?" See-More asked.

"He does, but maybe that's just a sign that we need to work harder to beat him. What if he stopped all of our crimes? What if we could never steal anything again because he's always two steps ahead of us?"

"It's a lot more than two steps…" she head Mammoth mutter under his breath.

"Why do you want to beat the crud-muncher?" Gizmo asked.

"I'm sorry, 'beat' wasn't the right word. I mean, how can we just sit here and let him make us look like a bunch of amateurs? We've been at this longer than he has. Heck, we've trained for this stuff longer than he has, I bet. He doesn't even know how to shut off a simple security system!"

"That's because he has snot for brains!" Gizmo retorted.

"Don't you find it a little annoying, if not then plain disgusting how he's beating us at our own game?"

The group fell silent. See-More opened his mouth after what seemed like ten hours to the guys (but three minutes to Jinx, and the clock in the corner), and said, "Well, Jinx…it sounds like it should bother us, but the thing is, well…"

"We don't give a hoot!" Billy Numerous finished confidently, closing his eyes and grinning. When he opened his eyes again, Jinx's face was two inches away from his. If looks could kill, Jinx's eyes would have been able to murder every single Billy that he could create, and then some. After Billy had seen the look on Jinx's face, he split into two and he and his double ran out of the common room, screaming something unintelligible to the rest of the group.

"I'm going for a walk. When I get back, I want to see a little more enthusiasm in this group. Is that understood? Am I being clear?" The boys on the couch nodded, still afraid of what Jinx would do. She was about to walk out the door when she turned around and fired a hex at the wires connecting the game controllers to the console. "That should motivate you some" she said, opening the door, exiting, and closing it behind her.

"What do we do now?" Mammoth said, holding his controller with a broken wire.

"Hold on, losers" Gizmo said, getting up and walking slowly out of the room. "I'll get my gear and fix it in five seconds." He came back to the room and connected a few wires together and within moments, the controllers could be used to play.

"Is she gone? Can I come out now?" Billy asked, his duplicated fusing back with the original, poking his head into the common room. After seeing Kyd Wykkyd nod, Billy shouted "Yee-haw! Okay, let's race!"


Jinx decided to take a different walking route this time. She knew there was a park not too far from headquarters, and maybe taking a small break from the metropolitan area of the city would be more calming. After all, who would rob a park?

She came to a wooden bench and sat down, wondering if Impulse would ever become Kid Flash again. She hated to admit it, but she missed receiving roses from the hero, and missed having him tell her that she was better than the Hive Five, especially now, when she was believing it most. He was on the dark side now. "I should be happy for him," she thought to herself, "but I'm not. He's a hero. I have to change him back.

"Wait a minute…is this part of some crazy plan or something? Is he trying to be a bad guy so I'll turn him back to a hero, and then I'll 'miraculously' see the ways of the hero and then join him? Ha!"

She thought aloud, "I should tell him that whole plan's a waste of time."

"What's a waste of time?" she heard an all-too-familiar voice say behind her.

"Kid Flash?" she asked, turning around. Seeing the blue-eyed teenager in his skin-tight black suit, she thought otherwise. "Impulse?"

"Yup," he responded.

"Shouldn't you be robbing a bank or something?" she asked sarcastically.

"Shouldn't you?" he replied with a smile.

"So, why are you here?"

"I was running around the city and couldn't help but notice you were here."

"And you've come to annoy me?"

"Now why would I do that?" His grin was starting to annoy Jinx.

"I get your little plan, Kid Flash."

Impulse started to panic, but kept a calm countenance. Maybe she guessed wrong. "What plan?"

"Don't deny you're trying to turn me to being a hero with this whole 'Impulse' thing."

Impulse was extremely glad that he was wearing a mask; otherwise Jinx would have seen his face going red. "I'm not trying to turn you into a hero. I'm trying to be a villain, and I'm doing a pretty good job of it, I think."

"You are," Jinx said. "But I think you're trying to be this big super villain so that I'll have to go through telling you that you need to go back to being a hero, and then somehow, in the process, I'll see how 'wonderful' it is to be a hero, and I'll join you in your good-doer-ness. Is that right?"

"Actually, that's pretty wrong," Impulse answered truthfully. "If you must know, I became a villain to do what I'm going to tell you right now. I am going to be the newest member of the Brotherhood of Evil. I just have to get back to them by next week to let them know I'm in."

"What?" Jinx yelled, standing up next to the bench. "Are you kidding me?"

"Nope."

"No!" Jinx shouted. "How is that possible?"

"Well, seeing as how I managed to do seventy break-ins, heists, and such in a day, and still had time to watch a marathon of 'Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius', the Brotherhood thought my skills would come in much handy."

Jinx hadn't been thinking about the Brotherhood all that much, but suddenly, the possibility of a membership took new life within her. He wasn't even a criminal for that long, didn't know the feeling of villainy, or any of that. "I wanted that membership so badly...do you have any idea how angry I am right now?"

"Probably plenty angry, but look at your team. They seem more interested in buffets than world domination, if you ask me."

"You don't even know what it means to be a bad guy," she said coldly.

"I think I know pretty well," he responded arrogantly.

"No, you don't! You didn't know any of this!" Jinx was exploding at him. "You thought being good was the only way, and that's not the mentality of a criminal. What kid ever made fun of you for your hair? When did people abandon you just because you were different? I'll bet never. Everyone's loved you. Always have, and always will. There's probably a society out there thinking that the Brotherhood of Evil has you brainwashed or something. You know, most people don't even think that's you! Sure, you look like him, but there's no way their beloved Kid Flash would go evil! That's another thing! Things start out as good and evil, and as far as I'm concerned, that's how they stay. There's no changing what is set in stone. It's fate that I be a villain, and that you be a hero."

"You should never believe in something like fate. Whatever happens happens. Things can be changed. They have. I started good, turned, well, evil, and now I'm joining an elite group of people who have the same motives that I have."

"That's a lie and you know it."

"Is it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. Fine, be with the Brotherhood, but I want you to know that I won't let you go into the Big Leagues leaving me behind in the dust. I'm going to show the Brotherhood that I can be just as conniving, just as quick, and just as dark as you."

"I'd like to see that."

Jinx walked away, her fists clenched and her mind floating in a sea of anger. Him? In the Brotherhood before her? That meant that he was being a better villain than she was. He was getting recognized for things that Jinx felt she had every right to be recognized for. It wasn't fair how he grabbed the attention of the greatest bad guys of the world in a week, and after years of dreaming and working, Jinx was still no closer to membership than the day she joined the Hive Academy.

"I have to think up a plan so amazing that the Brotherhood will let me join. I have to," she thought.

Impulse looked at her stomp off. He wanted to comfort her, tell her that she was amazing beyond compare, but his plan was going how he wanted it to go, and thankfully, she didn't guess what was going on at all.


More Author's Notes: Well, she tried guessing, right? Of course she'd be onto the fact that he was planning something. I didn't want to make her seem unaware of that (because then she'd look like an idiot, and I personally think that Jinx is a very intelligent character. The Hive Five on the other hand...well...-cough-).