The storm howled like a beast trying to break free, and all Garfield could do was hunker down in the little shack which was in the center of the work floor that once bustled but now had been abandoned. The warehouse stood against the test of time, but now, Beast Boy was not sure. The walls rattled and shook as the wind pounded the building relentlessly. At times, he could hear the windows shatter as objects were thrown through it.
He had never been this scared in his life. Yes, Gar had faced fear against Slade and many other villains, but mother nature was a monster who could not be defeated. All you could do was wait it out and pray it was not your time to go.
"Garfield?"
Starfire's voice broke him out of his thoughts, and he turned to see the orange-skinned alien shifting in the makeshift bed that he had made. She noted quick enough that it was the only cover she had on
"Why...why am I unclothed?" she asked more confused than anything.
"Hypothermia," Beast Boy said. "You didn't react well to the cold."
"Ah," she answered, watching him as he tried not to look embarrassed. "And you are who I have to thank for preserving my life?"
"Yeah," Gar said, a bit of color coming to his red cheeks. "I tried to get us back to the tower, but I got lost and took refuge here at an old factory in the warehouse district."
She stood, and the blankets that were protecting her modesty slid away. Instinctively, Beast Boy spun around to face away, his face turning crimson. He heard her move about examining the room.
"Have we been able to communicate with the Robin?"
"No," Beast said, talking to the door and trying to look suave. He desperate to not think about the fact there was a naked woman behind him and one as gorgeous as Starfire. "I lost my communicator in the storm, and yours is waterlogged. I think most of the electronics are fried."
"Why do you face away, Garfield?"
She used his name. Starfire rarely used anyone's name unless she was speaking personally. It was something to do with Tamaranian culture and the importance of titles. She had once spent a long-winded hour telling how she saw their hero names as their titles and a sign of respect to use on duty. Starfire had called him Garfield, and it caused his heart to flutter.
"You're...you're naked, Kori," he said venturing to use her name.
"And that is an issue?" she asked puzzled. "We are alone, and no one else is around."
"Uh..."
Oh, god, he wanted to turn around so bad.
"Oh. I apologize, friend Garfield. You are human and thus under the rules of morality and modesty. Give me a moment."
She shuffled around for a moment and then spoke.
"I am covered. You may turn around."
He turned and found that she had draped an old lab coat over her and loosely tied it off at the waist with some rope. Beast Boy could make out some of the beautiful skin peeking through the closed fabric.
"This is so much worse. Now she's tantalizing," What the hell had gotten into him.
"What is the plan?"
Starfire was asking him? He cleared his throat and tried to think. What would Robin do?
"We need to somehow get a hold of the team and let them know where we are and that we're alright. They might try to scour the city looking for us, and it is too dangerous in this storm."
"Very wise. How do we perform the contact?" She asked, looking about. "Can we do the MacGyver on our communicator?"
"I actually haven't looked yet," Beast Boy said sheepishly. "Was trying to make sure we were safe."
"An important step," Starfire said with a nod as she peered out the grime-stained window. "Robin would be proud of your choices."
He blushed with pride.
Raven landed and stumbled as the wind shifted directions and tried to slam her into the building beside her. Instead, she braced herself and peered out from under her soaked cloak, trying to get a read on where she was. The rain made it hard to fly, but there was no other option if she was going to cover as much as the city she could before her thirty minutes were up. Even Aqualad looked miserable in the rain, and he was born of the ocean.
"Anything?" the dark sorceress shouted towards him, but the jet black hair shook out a no. Raven gritted her teeth and tried to force herself up in the air again. The blast of wind shoved her down and onto her knees. Aqualad was at her side in an instant.
"You okay?" he shouted near her ear so she could hear him.
"Yeah, The wind is too strong. I don't think I'm going to stay airborne long."
He nodded, looking out towards the last known reported location of Starfire and Beast Boy.
"We'll go another half mile and then turn around. We have to be in the cover before that tsunami hits."
Raven nodded. She wanted to go farther, but the sorceress knew that Robin would come looking for her, and his life would be at risk too. There came the point when they had to cut their losses, even if it was close friends.
Pushing Aqualad aside, she threw herself into the air, her magic carrying her up into the maelstrom of wind and she let it take her even though it was diagonal to the road. Raven twisted and made sure her feet landed on the buildings which she then pushed off of to change direction.
Raven tumbled down on to the roof of an eight-story building and peered into the empty warehouse district while clutching a flag pole to keep herself steady.
"Aqualad!" she shouted, and he landed close to her but also lost his footing.
"What about the warehouse district?"
Aqualad shook his head.
"There's too much wind, and it's too easy to get lost. We have to turn back, Raven. We're out of time."
Raven wanted to go forward, but the Atlantean must have sensed it. He laid a hand on her shoulder.
"If they're in there, there is cover."
"No, there isn't. The warehouse district is going to be flooded when the tsunami hits. If they're in there, they're dead."
Aqualad bit his lip wanting to console her, but he knew those dark eyes wanted none of it.
"We can't risk our lives if we can't prove they're there. We'll be killed and be no use to them."
"I know."
"Then let's get home and help, Robin. We still have others to save."
Reluctantly, Raven turned and made her way back to Titan's East.