"Heroes." Kakazu greeted nonchalantly, stepping out of the car. "Well isn't this a nice surprise. Batman, a pleasure." Kakazu waved to the the Dark Knight before looking to Huntress. "Bane give you any trouble?"

Huntress crossed her arms. "None more than usual, K." She scoffed. "Gonna clue us in on what your spat was about?"

Kakazu shrugged. "Not much to say without spilling national secrets. Bastard still felt sour over what happened in Juarez and thought he could take it up with me. " His eyes darted to each of them before continuing. "So, can I help you?"

"Yes, you can." Batman pointed to the limo. "You can start with the others in the car."

Kakazu looked back to the limo and grimaced. "It's a waste of time, they're nobody special."

"We'll be the judge of that." Wonder Woman said, losing her patience and walking right past K and over to the door. With a swift swipe, the door flew right off its handle and Diana saw who looked to be K's driver. "I'm not paying for that." Was K's only reaction to the heroine's destruction of property.

"Oh..." Harley's false smile hid a mini panic attack as she struggled to undo her seat belt. "Hi, miss Wonder."

"Hello, Harley." Wonder Woman greeted back. "How's probation been going?"

"Oh, you know... Could be better." Harley whimpered, finally undoing the strap that held her in place. "Trying to uh...turn my life around. Yeah."

Wonder Woman nodded in sarcastic understanding. "By becoming a driver for an international hitman?"

Harley replied pointing her finger at the Amazon and scowled. "I never said I was perfect. You try finding a good paying job as an ex-con as well-known as me with a rap sheet as long as your arm."

The sound of another door opening pulled Wonder Woman's attention away from her and back outside. She noticed another man of seemingly Asian descent step out of the car. His face not hidden by a mask like K, his features were much more easily distinguishable. He had jet-black hair that was pulled back in a low ponytail, his face framed with center-parted bangs that extended to his chin. A soft but pronounced well-shaped jaw line on what could only be described as a serious face, with two long tear-troughs that ran from the inside of his eyes down to the center of his cheeks. All in all, a man that Diana had no qualms with describing as a very handsome looking man. Clothed in just a simple black shirt and blue jeans. "Is there a problem?" He asked. And Diana was instantly aware that she was being sized up for combat, the way his eyes moved over her stopping only to designate where her weapons were was completely unlike the way most men 'appreciated' her appearance. And once she got a better look at his eyes, they told even more of a story about him. What must have once been bright onyx color that had dimmed in a way that only years of violence and horror could accomplish. The look within his eye was then matched by his whole body as he stood unnaturally still, with the grace of someone that was ready for even the slightest indication of attack that would then make him retaliate in kind.

"Not yet." Wonder Woman replied, scowling at the dangerous aura the man was emitted. "And you are?"

"Itachi!" Robin called out. He broke his glare from the Amazon to look at the one who called his name. He gave a wave and a small smile to the young crime fighter who reminded him of Sasuke when he was younger and less burdened by the world. Robin turned to his mentor with a grin. "See, I told you he was a good guy."

"Who can also breathe fire apparently." Batman reminded him. He turned his own glare onto the Uchiha who quickly matched it. "Itachi is it?" Batman asked, walking over to him. "I think I'm owed an explanation."

Itachi gave another quick glance to the Amazon before replying. "For what exactly?"

"Your little costume party back at Penguin's," Batgirl spoke up, walking beside Batman. "What exactly did you go undercover for?"

Itachi's reply was short and right to the point while turning to face Batgirl. "Rescue mission. Cobblepot had captured an associate of mine so I rescued him." He shifted back to Batman. "I used your likeness as cover to get in." He bowed his head to the dark knight. "If you took offense to this, I am sorry."

"If we can hurry this along?" A new voice said, getting out of the limo. His face was unnaturally pale and his long black hair shined under the sun." We actually have a concert to get to."

"A... concert?" Huntress repeated, making sure she had heard that right. "Who are you seeing?"

"Is that any of your business?" K asked back, crossing his arms. "All these questions, I'm starting to wonder if I should call Waller. Get her lawyers down here to speak for us."

"We're not..." Batgirl started before being silenced by a hand from Batman.

His cowl covered eyes scanned the four of them before settling on Kakazu. "Someone attacked Aquaman in Atlantis." The dark knight spoke with a grizzled voice.

K's cold chuckle visibly annoyed the heroes. "A superhero was attacked?!" He said in mock surprise with a light wave of his hand. "Someone call the Daily Planet."

Undeterred by the sarcasm, Batman pressed on. "He was of Asian descent and possessed an odd but highly dangerous set of special powers. Like you and your friend seem to."

The smallest of twitches began to form over K's right eye as he unconsciously began fearing for the worst. His hands fell back to his sides though as he kept his calm tone. "Well, that could be any number of people. Least of all..."

Batman had him now. One more piece of information should be enough to see if K or one of his associates knew anything about this particular individual. "Silver-haired, able to damage himself and others through some sort of voodoo doll technique..." Kakazu's response froze in his throat as Batman's words reached his ears. "...and extremely foul-tempered." Batman finished.

Itachi and the dark haired one kept their neutral faces but Kakazu's contorted in a whirlwind of expressions that not even his mask could hide from the heroes. "Perhaps we can talk for a moment or two before you set off?" Was Batman's response to K's facial twitches. Huntress beckoned him over and away from the limo. K looked to his associates and shrugged. Muttering a string of curses under his breath. " Fine. You've got ten minutes." He along with Batman, Robin, Question, and Huntress moved out towards the runway of the small airfield. "Yeah, I know the bastard. His name's Hidan."

"What can you tell us about him?" Batman asked.

Kakazu wasted little time. "Real screwed up in the head. Prayed to some sort of god and would sacrifice just about anyone that he crossed paths with to please him."

"One of those religious nuts, huh?" Huntress sighed crossing her arms. "That's all we need."

"He didn't seem to know who Batman, Wonder Woman or Aquaman were." Question spoke up, his hands in his trench coat pockets. "Any thoughts on that?"

"That doesn't surprise me," Kakazu replied. "He never paid much attention to current events. Or anything in general. The guy's so dense you'd have an easier time of explaining who the US President was to a headless chicken."

K then continued to rant about everything related to his former partner, without giving away anything to do with their former shinobi lives of course. Itachi meanwhile scanned the surrounding area again, his eyes dashing to the plane and then to the assorted heroes. Wonder Woman took notice of his analyzing and scowled with clenched fists. From what little he understood of planes, it wasn't feasible for them to make a quick escape while it was currently stationary. So if they did end up needing to make any sort of getaway it would have to be with their more traditional shinobi abilities. Not that such a situation was what he wanted, but it never hurt to have an exit when in such close proximity to potential adversaries. That and running wouldn't exactly put them in the best of light with the heroes going forward. But before Wonder Woman could say anything though...

"You needn't worry," Itachi spoke to the Amazon finally laying his eyes on her again. "I do not plan on making an escape."

Diana was more than a little surprised by this. "You think I'm worried?"

"You slowed your breathing when I exited the limo. The tone in your voice when you spoke to Ms. Quinn was one of certainty, telling me that you know not to fear her with your capabilities and experience. With me, you don't have that same level of familiarity, indicating that while you are confident in your abilities you do not want to fight against someone whose power is unknown. It is a commendable strategy for a warrior, one that many tend to overlook." She had felt no telepathic intrusion or pressure from the man, which meant he had been able to predict her thoughts just by observing her body language. Something that only truly dangerous and skilled men were capable of.

"I see." She said, unclenching her fists. "Itachi, was it? I heard you managed to take out a whole underground warehouse of Penguin's men and come out unscathed. You've been trained?" She asked, not really knowing what kind of answer to expect from the man.

Itachi gave a swift nod. "You're correct. My entire family has a long history working as police in various positions, my father was even in charge of my homes entire police force." He gave a slight smile. "I was brought up just as they were."

"To kill people?" Batgirl asked, remembering their previous conversation from a few nights before. Though she was momentarily stunned that apparently, he was the child of a Police Force Commander, just like she was. "What kind of police force does that?"

His response was almost dull in its certainness. "An effective one." He replied. Looking over to Batgirl with a narrowed gaze. "I never take pleasure in the action but sometimes it needs to be done."

"So you've killed people?" Diana asked the Uchiha, wondering if police weren't the word he was looking for. It was possible he meant his family was part of a people that were like the Amazons, where everyone was brought up in a para-military fashion and ready to kill for their safety. "Rather up front about it, considering who you're talking to. Did you serve in an army?"

Itachi paused and thought about her words. "You could say that," Itachi replied. "My family also had a tradition of military service. I joined up as well when I came of age."

To Batgirl, that was a much more inciteful explanation. A serviceman, probably special forces or even black ops. Which would explain how experienced in stealth and infiltration he appeared to be, what with how flawlessly he did it against Penguin. Still, the idea of his own parents teaching him how to kill people hung over her thoughts like an anvil. Before the conversation could go any further. The youngest of the heroes turned up in front of them, seemingly bored with whatever conversation Batman and Kakazu were having.

"So, you're police huh?" Robin asked, striding over to Diana's side. "Cool. You transfer over to Gotham PD?"

Itachi opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by Sasori, still in his disguise who walked up to the group. "His days as a cop are well behind him. He works for me now."

The eyes of the Amazon fell to the third man from the limo who had up till now stayed out of the conversation, with a hint of annoyance she asked him. "And you are?"

The man pulled out a card from his pocket. "Orion Wilkins. Private Detective."

Wonder Woman swiped the card from the man's hand and looked it over. "It says here you're based in Jump City."

"I am," Orion responded. "I was here checking up on a client when I met up with Itachi and K. We were off to a concert when you saw fit to interrupt us. Which I'm still not sure exactly why you're bothering with."

"K seems to know of the man we met in Atlantis, Hidan," Diana responded. "He attacked one of our team members, so once we get what he knows we'll be out of your hair."

"What about Ms. Quinn?" Itachi asked, looking back to the blonde woman and her limo that now had a door removed from its side. "You did damage her car."

Diana scoffed and looked back to her as well. "You do know who she is, right? What she's done?"

Itachi paused, combing through the knowledge given to him by both Sasori and the internet. "I am aware of her past with the Joker. But from what I can tell, she hasn't committed any crimes or taken the lives of any innocents, especially not since her release."

"Not for lack of trying." Wonder Woman replied.

"Hey!" Harley defended. "I told ya I'm turning over a new leaf! I haven't talked to that shmuck in months and I've got a good gig now."

"Sure. C'mon Harley, who do you think your fooling with this…" Batgirl started before being interrupted.

"She's working for me," Orion responded, a little too quickly. Batgirl and Wonder Woman raised eyebrows.

"Excuse me?" Diana asked.

"She's agreed to take a security job with me as well as be my driver," Orion replied, shocking all of them, and especially Harley who had slinked over to his side away from Diana while also avoiding eye contact with the Amazon. He continued, "K recommended her to me, saying she had shown herself to be a great driver but that she was looking for more stable work than what he could give to her. And her repeated encounters with Batman speak for themselves concerning her ability to protect me."

Diana wasn't sure who this guy thought he was, but for some reason, he was quickly getting the better of the Amazon's temper while he was trying to defend Harley Quinn from her righteous fury. "Listen..."

"No, you listen." Orion cut her off, stepping towards her with defiance. "I don't know what your problem might be with K, but now it's effecting me by having you waste my time. I have a concert to get too and unless you've got a warrant to arrest me or want to try and stop me from getting on that plane, we're done here. K!"

The shout from nearby alerted all the heroes and Kakazu that the time for talking was over. "Right, back to it." K sighed. "That's really all I can tell you about the guy. As for where he went, that's up in the air. Anything else?"

Question and Huntress glanced at each other but remained silent as Batman gave the slightest of nods. "That should do for now. We'll be in touch."

"Yeah, I'm sure you will," Kakazu replied just as the plane engines fired up. The group wasted little time boarding after that. Leaving the heroes to process the information.

"He didn't really tell us anything, did he?" Huntress sighed. "Immortal, foulmouthed, idiotic. It was more just a rundown of things he hates about the guy."

"Then shouldn't we have stopped them from leaving?" Batgirl asked.

"They weren't doing anything illegal." Question noted. "And K has some strong ties to Waller so that opens up a can of worms that I'd rather not delve back into." He rubbed his empty face in the recollection of the last time he had dug too deeply into situations involving Waller. Sure, that was a while ago now and had more to do with Luthor than her, but nevertheless, the point stood. "I suggest we send out a message to all Justice League members and associates to be on the lookout for this Hidan.

"That'll have to do," Batman replied, just as the Dark Knight accepted an incoming call from Alfred. "What is it?"

"Sir, master Dick is on the line for you."

Batman froze. He never got calls from Dick anymore. Not since the boy had gone off to form his own team in Jump City. "Patch him through."

A quiet line of static followed before Batman heard a voice he hadn't in years. "Bruce? You there?"

Batman had to fight back an urge to smile at the sound of his adopted son's voice. "Good to hear from you."

"Yeah, sure. You wanted to ask about our trip to Japan?" the Titans leader asked.

Once they were in the air and it didn't look like they were being followed by one of the heroes that could fly, Sasori undid his Henge no Jutsu. "Nice job Kakazu. Cool as a cucumber."

Kakazu's glared was so severe it could be seen through his hand. "Sasori, I don't need this right now." He growled out clenching his other fist so hard you'd think the bones in his fingers would snap from the pressure. "Thirty years. Thirty fucking years! And NOW he shows up?!" He dropped his hand from his face and looked to the redhead. "You're a smart guy. You tell me the odds of that happening now. Just after I meet you two and we find out where Kisame might be."

Sasori nodded and began going over the events of the past few days in his head as he sat down in an empty seat across the aisle from the money-obsessed bounty hunter. "I will admit, this is getting to be a bit strange. I was here for years as well and never came across any of our old group or anyone from our world until..." He paused and looked up to the Uchiha, who had been silent since they left the ground and sat down a few rows away from them, staring out a window.

Kakazu looked to Itachi as well then back to Sasori. "So, we only start meeting after he pops up, huh." Kakazu let out a light cold chuckle. "You think it's just pure dumb luck?"

"Fate worked in strange ways back home. I see no reason to think that it wouldn't do so here as well." Sasori shut his eyes and leaned back into his chair "By the way, just how well do you know Waller?"

"I told you." Kakazu leaned further back into his own chair. "Strictly business."

A cynical smile graced Sasori's lips. "You say that, but you seemed to be willing to call her when the heroes showed up. Can she be trusted?"

"Only idiots trust Waller." Kakazu groaned. "But she can be relied on if you get in a pinch and you can be useful to her. Why? What are you thinking?"

Sasori shrugged. "Just making note of allies and liabilities."

"Oh really, 'Orion'?" Kakazu chuckled. "Seriously, what kind of bullshit alias was that?"

Sasori blinked in surprise. "What's wrong with it?"

Kakazu's chuckle evolved into a light laugh. "I'd expect a guy named Orion to be running around with that Amazon out there, in nothing but a toga and glitter. It's the kind of name you hear yelled out in a gay bar when you want some entertainment. And not the classy types, either."

Sasori just looked annoyed with his former teammate's analysis of his Private Investigator alias "If you're done..."

"Actually, he's right." Harley's voice ran through his ear and Sasori looked at the woman who sat across the row from him. " Me and Ivy went down to this really seedy strip club once..."

"Why are you involving yourself in this conversation?" Sasori interrupted.

Harley scowled. "You brought me along, remember?"

"Don't remind me," Sasori replied closing his eyes. "You're free to get on another plane when we touch down in Jump City."

"Oh..." Her voice indicated she was a bit of disappointed. "Ok, then." She moved away from the two and sat further in the back.

"Going soft, Red?" Kakazu chuckled.

"She's a friend of yours," Sasori replied. "Just being courteous. So, I can trust you didn't tell the heroes anything compromising?" He asked, getting back on topic.

"Right... Sure, I gave them a brief rundown of Hidan's abilities. Immortal, good with weapons, don't let him drink your blood. They should be able to take care of him when they find him."

"Not interest in seeing your old partner again?"

Kakazu's answer was swift. "He can rot for all I care."

"Who's flying the plane?" Itachi suddenly asked. Sasori looked at the bounty hunter sitting next to him who snapped his fingers in realization.

"Oh, right. You haven't met." He reached up to the ceiling above his head and pressed a button. "X, get your ass out here."

"Sure thing, boss. "A slightly digitized voice replied as a new figure suddenly appeared in an empty seat across the aisle gaining the attention of everyone in the room. "Gentlemen, lady, meet Red X. " Kakazu gestured to the figure. He was a decent sized young man. Lean and muscular and wearing a black suit with grey gloves and belt and a skull insignia for a mask, marked with his trademark red x on his forehead. "I take it the auto-pilot is on?" Kakazu asked.

Red X nodded. "Yeah, and the scanner's show the League didn't follow us. We're good to go." He looked to the other occupants in the room briefly before continuing. "So, what's this about a concert?"

With Cinderblock out of the picture and not looking like he was getting up anytime soon, Drago's next target was the armored one called Adonis. To his credit, Adonis took the initiative. Charging at the man who had sent Cinderblock crashing down to the street below with raised fists that Drago didn't even try to dodge. One punch after another fell on the man, each sending out a small shock wave that rung the ears. Adonis naturally took this as a sign that he was inflicting some real pain on the guy, seeing him even stumble back after one final blow to the stomach. Drago, who had remained strangely silent up until that point, looked up to his opponent with a frown. Clearly unimpressed.

Adonis charged again, this time raising both hands over his head with the intent on sending the man straight down through the building itself. When the impact came, what was supposed to be Drago's head underneath his combined fists was instead his opponents upwardly stretched hands. "What's wrong?" Drago growled. "Don't tell me that's all you got."

Thunderous footsteps from behind let Drago know of another attack coming. Which proved true when Mammoth's fists slammed into his back. Or rather, should have.

"There we go. Teamwork." Drago smiled, now just using one hand to hold back against Adonis's attack and the other hand to halt Mammoth's fists. Mammoth, who wasn't exactly known for his strategy skills in the first place, proved ill-prepared for what followed. The hand of Drago's that was providing the stopping force against his giant fists suddenly disappeared and then it shot upwards to his arm, gripping it tight he was suddenly pulled towards Drago. A thunderous 'SMACK' echoed out as Drago's head slammed into Mammoth's knocking the dim-witted giant out cold before he then looked back to Adonis just in time to see a kick coming straight for him. This time, he sidestepped the attack and watched as Adonis began to fall forward right past him only to be stopped when Drago grabbed the same leg that had been aimed at him. "A bit slow, buddy. Need to work on your speed." He then heaved Adonis into the air and slammed him down onto the roof with more strength than the man's frame let on, he then proceeded to slam the man back and forth into the roof in an almost arc like direction 4 more times. Before finally tossing him down to the street right next to Cinderblock where he landed on his back indenting into the pavement. All Drago could think was, "Adonis huh, puny God".

"How about you purple?" Drago asked, pointing at the massive creature with green eyes whose whole body seemed to be made out of some strange goop. Plasmus let out a roar, and much like the other two before it stupidly ran towards Drago. Only this time, Drago's fist didn't seem to do much damage, merely being absorbed by the creature who then swiped at him. Drago raised an arm to block the attack, but his body suddenly froze before he could finish blocking. Drago's eyes darted to the only two people that could be responsible, the other present villains. One still held the two Titans in some sort of energy bind so clearly wasn't focusing on manipulating his reactions, while the other's body was glowing in an unnatural shade of pink and black. 10,000 Ryo on saying that he was the one responsible for his apparent paralysis, something similar though not exactly the same as the Nara Clans Kagemane no Jutsu. Nevertheless, Drago still kept his smile as the swipe came smashing into him and knocked him into one of the large pieces of machinery on the building. Plasmus followed his prey as did the pink glowing one who Drago now remembered was called Psimon, with a silent 'P' of all things. But as he was pulling himself out of the indentation he had made into the roof's machinery he sensed a distinctly foreign presence in his mind. 'Aha!' Drago thought, so he was some kind of mind invasion specialist like the Yamanaka Clan was, well then, he knew exactly what to do.

Psimon meanwhile was just eager to cause some damage to the man who had thrown himself between him and his vengeance against the Titans, seemingly on a whim for the little green shapeshifter because he was a 'fan', whatever that meant. But to his shock, while he was getting ready to lobotomize the bearded man a bright light and burning pain washed over him. When he finally regained his sight and the initial pain had faded, he found the street and city buildings that had surrounded them had completely vanished. Replaced with a dark purple void that seemed to stretch on endlessly in every direction.

"Mind tricks huh?" Drago's spoke with his voice also echoing in Psimon's mind. The psychic immediately began to panic, completely unprepared for someone who seemed to be pure brute strength to have such a strong mind proficient in the mental arts. Even stumbling around in the purple void that was his psyche. This shouldn't have been possible. He had sensed no magic from the man nor a release of energy that would have caused such a dramatic reversal of his mental intrusion.

Within the astral plain, a single figure appeared in front of him, but it wasn't the same man who they had been fighting. This thing was blue-skinned with gills on the sides of his neck. Eyes as dead as a shark, and teeth that were probably sharper than a Great Whites. The demonic beast wrapped his fingers around Psimon's throat, before giving a demonic smile that made it took like he wanted to use his teeth to tear Psimon's head off before continuing in Drago's distinct voice. "Sorry, but I worked with someone who was a lot better at these things than you. He taught me a few countermeasures..."

The screams that Psimon suddenly began to let out were unnerving, to put it mildly, not just to Raven but her captor as well. "Psimon, what's wrong?" Dr. Light called out to the psychic who gripped his head in agony as tears began to stream down his face before he abruptly fell to the ground and started to throw up. That distraction was all Raven needed. Her eyes flashed white, and a halo of black energy exploded outwards shattering the bubble encapsulation that held her and Beast Boy into pieces. Not a second later, Beast Boy's eyes sprung open and he shot towards the doctor, taking on the form of a wolf. The light turned away from Psimon, who had begun to calm down, and just in time to push back the charging Beast Boy and stop a wave of magic from Raven from hitting him. As the three dueled atop the building, Drago meanwhile was regaining his senses just in time for another powerful punch to smash into his face. Courtesy of Plasmus. The guitar playing rock star was thrown backward off the roof towards the street below but quickly oriented his body to catch himself on the side of the building opposite where the Titans were currently fighting Dr. Light. Drago then dropped the rest of the way down to the street, landing on top of a parked car which was thankfully empty. Plasmus decided to follow him down from atop the building with a giant screech and a resounding crash upon his impact a few hundred feet away from where Drago had landed.

The monster let out another roar that scared away any the few remaining people lingering around that hadn't immediately taken off when the Cinderblock had fallen to the street. Drago shook his head as he stood back up from the previous punch from the sludge villain. This creature had strength, but no refinement or technique. Yet another disappointment. Plasmus wasted no time in charging yet again towards what he somehow still saw as his prey while Drago turned his eye to a nearby fire hydrant sitting across the street. His sharpened teeth gleamed, and he looked back to the charging purple brute. It was time to end this. Plasmus had finally gotten close enough to get ready to hit Drago again when he suddenly made several signs with his hands and a torrent of water blasted out of the hydrant towards the creature. Just before making an impact, the water morphed into the form of a colossal shark, increasing the striking power behind it tremendously as chakra was further infused with it.

"Suiton: Suikōdan no Jutsu. " Drago whispered just as the attack found its mark. The impact was enough to send the beast spiraling back across the road and plowing through a series of abandoned cars before finally stopping against a huge waste hauling truck. The following explosion would bathe everything within 40 feet in flames but which were soon extinguished as the remaining water from the attack began to fall back over the street. After wiping some water off his glasses, Drago walked over to where the creature now lay and saw instead of a large pile of purple goop, a battered and bruised man who looked like he had just decided to take a nap in the middle of a small crater. A whole pool of purple muck surrounded him, and Drago sighed with the smallest amount of pity. This poor bastard really needed to try and learn to control his apparent abilities or this kind of beatdown was something he would have to get used to.

With the three apparent heavy hitters of the group dealt with, he looked back up to the building just as the good doctor leaped off, using some sort of rope made of light which wrapped around a street lamp and allowed him to descend down safely but quickly to the ground. He still stumbled a little when his feet made contact with the street and let out a nervous growl, giving Drago the impression that things weren't going quite the way he had planned if he had abandoned his group's psychic to his fate on the rooftop. "Damn it all!" He shouted with hateful glare up to the roof. "This was supposed to be easy!

"Having a little trouble, Doctor?" Drago asked with a cold chuckle. "Because if that's the best plan you came up with to kill them, I'm questioning just where exactly you got your degree from."

Dr. Light tore his eyes away from the roof and focused squarely on the man who had completely ruined his plan. The rope/whip of light starting to crackle with more and more energy before the solid yellow color began to turn blue. "You..." His voice held nothing but pure rage for Drago. Then with a yell and an action that would haunt him for the rest of his life, Dr. Light launched his whip towards the man. When it made an impact, a bright electric shockwave rocked the entire area, making use of all the water that Drago had used earlier and frying the bearded meddler into a nice black corpse.

Or at least, it should've. Drago's cold, cruel laugh rang through Dr. Light's soul as Drago held onto his electrified whip like it was a glorified piece of string. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" Drago yelled out with a vicious smile as he began walking towards the doctor with the whip in hand. "No more love taps or mind games. Someone finally going in for the kill!"

The good doctor was by this point dumbfounded to the point of paralysis. This shouldn't be happening! This nobody had just shown up out of nowhere and taken his vengeance from him. And now he stood just a few feet away laughing off a colossal amount of electrical energy that had to be coursing through his body. And with each step, the man took he began to appear less and less human, and more and more demonic. His eyes going from an average human coloring to some kind of cold lifeless void that only exists in the kind of species that eat their own young if they can. And when he finally stood right in front of him, a primal but fundamentally unnatural and palpable aura of danger flooded the air. "All right doctor, here's a question for you," Drago said while letting the whip fall from his right hand to the ground before then shooting his left hand out to grab the doctor by the neck, hoisting him up into the air. "How much do you know about human anatomy?" He asked, putting just enough on the man's throat to stop him from answering. When all Light managed to do was spit out distorted gasps, Drago shook his head. Clearly, the guy hadn't realized that it was a rhetorical question. "I see. Well lucky for you, I'm somewhat of an expert of the subject. And I can tell you..." Each finger slowly tightening around the man's neck with each syllable."...it really doesn't take a lot to bust someone's windpipe."

"Drago!" Beast Boy called out to the man from above. That, and the nearby sound of sirens stopped him from adding the last bit of necessary pressure to crush Dr. Light's airway, Drago let out a long sigh as he pulled the still squirming doctor closer to his face. "Lucky bastard." He whispered before giving a head-butt knockout. The poor doctor instantly collapsed to the ground, blood leaking out of his broken nose just as Raven and Beast Boy landed beside him, Raven's magic cloaking the unconscious Psimon in a thick black magic straight jacket that also had clasps over his mouth.

"Hey, kids." Drago smiled. "You OK?"

Beast Boy returned the gesture with a small grin while Raven nodded. "Shouldn't we be asking you that?" She asked, looking over the burnt, ripped clothes of the man before her and noticing that he was otherwise unharmed beyond the destruction of his apparel. "You took down five super villains by yourself and threw out Psimon from your mind." She looked over to the unconscious psychic. "That's not exactly an easy thing to do."

"Ha!" Drago crossed his arms in a gesture of disappointment. "He's nothing, really. I could tell you stories of a truly dangerous mind wrecker..." He frowned and let out a sigh. "Some other time. Right now, I'd get that guy in a cell or something." He looked around to his other victims. "All of them, actually."

Raven wasted no time in doing just by flying to the other downed villains and scooping them up with her magic, all that while Beast Boy looked back to Drago because he just had to acknowledge something he had overheard from his conversation with Light.

"You weren't serious, right? About, what you said to the Doc" Beast Boy asked Drago with a nervous chuckle. "Just a little something to intimidate him and keep him out of trouble for a while, right?"

Drago's teeth gleamed under the sunlight and he patted Beast Boy on the shoulder. "Sure, kid." The sound of an incredibly loud revving engine drew their attention to Cyborg who was now pulling up in his prized 'T-Car', getting out too quickly surveying the damage, as well as the police who were being helped by Raven to pick up the, would be 'Titan Killers' to move them into secure transport vehicles. "Guess, I was worried for nothing." He chuckled before setting his eyes on the older man. "Hey, Beast Boy, this guy help with the fight or something?" Observing the man's torn up clothes but completely calm casual demeanor at being surrounded by so much destruction.

Beast Boy looked about ready to explode he answered so quickly. "Helped? The dude practically kicked all these guys buts single-handedly. He was all cool like I'm not one to get involved in other people's fights." Drago tuned the green shapeshifter out for a minute while he took the time to observe the total damage that he had caused with his little scuffle. It wasn't really bad all things considered, for a battle that took place literally in the middle of a highly populated urban setting he had been downright tame in his use of destructive attacks. But it looks like Beast Boy was wrapping up his summary of the fight, complete with sound effects and wild hand waving.

"And then Drago straight up head-butts Light, and the guy goes down like a sack, no way he is getting up anytime soon." Beast Boy said, finally completes his story with.

"Well I guess we owe you one, it was really cool of you to step in to help Raven and Beast Boy against guys that were that strong. But I have to say I never would have expected a world-famous professional guitar player like you to have powers capable of taking down all those heavy hitters. So thanks, Drago."

Drago raised an eyebrow. "More than one Titan a fan?" He asked putting his hands in what remained of his pants pockets.

"Nah." Cyborg shook his head. "I just scanned through the internet for you when I saw you from the car."

"Oh, is that all?" Drago laughed, extending his hand. "I guess that other eye of yours must come in pretty handy then."

Cyborg's frown lasted for maybe a second or two before turning into a small smile and letting out a chuckle. He shook Ivan's hand. "Gotta admit, most people don't tend to make jokes when they see that kind of stuff up close and personal."

"I'm not most people," Ivan replied. He looked around at the surrounding property damage and let out a sigh. "But you all probably know that now."

"Have you always been this strong?" Cyborg asked.

"It took a while," Drago replied, looking up to the sun. "If you ever catch me with a drink, maybe I'll tell you about some of it." He turned away from the duo. "I better get going."

"You sure?" Raven asked as she drifted back over to the group having delt with the 6 villains. "I mean you just saved us and you're leaving?"

"Don't you heroes do it all the time?" Drago asked back lowering his shades and looking back at the three with pure white eyes. "Besides, I'm on vacation and I'm hungry. "

He bent his legs, ready to leap off when Beast Boy spoke up again. "Wait! Let us buy you some food then, our treat."

Drago didn't look like he was gonna respond when he suddenly let out a laugh and stroked his beard. He turned back around to the Titans. "All right. But I hope you've got deep pockets. I'm feeling a little famished."

A/N: And I think I'll call it there. Sorry, it took so long, but once again life decided to throw itself into my life and let me deal with a few things. Oh well. Anyway, Glad to see you guys throwing out suggestions. I'll definitely take it under advisement.

Special thanks to Naruto9tail for being a badass beta and for helping get this chapter written.

See ya later.