Stepping outside the bar, he slipped his sunglasses on. A quick look around the area. It was clear. Walking to the hiding spot of his bike, every few minutes he changed directions just in case he was being followed. It took twenty minutes for him to get to his bike. Walking towards it, he placed a cigarette to his mouth, when his ears detected movement behind him.
"Don't move, Jake," came from behind me.
"We only want to talk, man, so be cool," came another voice as his ears caught a shifting sound.
It seems the Titans were following Jake. A small grin that none of them saw formed on his lips, as he gripped a flash bang that he saves for just an occasion.
"Now raise your hands slowly and turn around," ordered Robin.
Raising his arms, he turned and saw it was Robin, Cyborg, Jinx, Terra, and Beast Boy. Their jaws dropped seeing in his teeth gripped a string. The only thing special about it was the fact the string holding down the priming level down.
Smiling, his lips pulled the string. It popped off. The grenade dropped towards the ground. Its descent got interrupted by Jake's foot that kicked it towards at the Titans.
Half a second after the kick, "GRENADE," then a flash blinded everyone that was standing there. Spinning around, Jake's butt landed on the seat. Turning the ignition roared the bike to life. Gunning the engine, Jake raced towards the exit of the alleyway. The majority of the Titans jumped in one direction or another, however Beast Boy was too slow so he got closed lined by Jake as he sped by.
Two Titans were missing. Where were Starfire and Raven? The answer came as a green bolt of energy slammed into the ground near Jake. Swerving to avoid it, he adjusted his side mirror to see her. Removing his shotgun from the holster strapped to the handle bars. Aiming at Starfire caused her to fly back and forth making Jake's job harder. Aiming as best as he could, he pulled the trigger.
"Damn," he mumbled, "Missed," watching a cloud of green smoke appeared next to Star.
Twirling the shotgun's trigger guard to reload a new round into the shotguns chamber, he took aim again. A blue beam of energy slammed his side. Damn, it stung like hell. Thank the heavens, Jake didn't drop the shotgun. Adjusting my other mirror, he saw the T-car behind him. Cyborg leaned out the drivers side while Terra hung from the passenger side. She was angry And her hand was glowing. Not good.
Focusing his attention on the road in front of him caused his eyes to go big. Terra was turning the road into a tidal wave of rock and asphalt. Grinning, he reholstered the shotgun then gunned the engine. Hitting the rise with a little extra force, he went straight up the road. Terra had pulled the rock wave from under his bike causing him to go airborne.
Pulling out one of his guns, he charged it with enough power to stun Star. Turning with his back to the handle bars, he pulled the trigger sending the round into her stomach, and she began to float down as he turned again while reholstering, his hand grabbed the grip in time as the bike wheels hit the ground causing sparks under the bike. Looking into the side mirror, he saw the T-car stopped to leave Terra with Star. It was back to the pursuit.
Slowing enough for them come up beside him, he turned his head and smiled. Instead of lowering the window and risking being shot, the t-car's sky light opened. Wearing a weird pair of sunglasses, Jinx popped up with hands glowing.
"Ha, can't use a flash trick on me now, so surrender, or get hurt, your choice!" she yelled at Jake over the rushing air as they drove.
Smiling at her, "First off, those glasses don't suit you, and second, who said anything about using a flash," reaching into his coat, "when this works to," grabbing a smoke grenade.
Pulling the pin with his teeth, he tossed it towards her. Trying to catch it only to fumble it like a hot potato, it fell into the car. Cyborg mouthed something when the cab filled with thick gray smoke. He was at least smart enough to not turn the wheel as the T-car slowed to a stop while Jake kept going.
One Titan remained appearing down at the next cross street. Gunning his engine, Jake Robin gunning the R-cycle entering a game on chicken. Getting close,, Robin launched his bike into a jump. Leaning too far causing his bike to slid towards the airborne R-cycle.
Keeping his right hand gripped to the handle, drawing a gun with his left hand. Aiming as Robin sailed over him, he sent bullets into the underside hitting the bike in the right spots causing repairs before Robin could make another pass at Jake. Flipping a switch, Jake was upright holstering his gun and glancing at Robin getting up from his bike which was smoking from taking gunfire holding his shoulder a bit. Looking away, Jake didn't see the anger in his face.
The light turned green. The car wheels started moving then the brake light came on as someone wearing an orange sweat jacket riding a motorcycle ran the red light causing several fender benders. Horn blared and more brake lights came on as the motorcycle rider continued breaking traffic laws.
Hearing sirens, pair of blue eyes stared into the review mirror to see a motorcycle cop. Grunting at this insult and seeing flashing lights heading towards him, he crossed the medium. The motorcycle cop followed only to get hit by an on coming cop car.
Now driving against traffic, he watched the more cop cars heading towards since the ones he past were having trouble turning around. He went down a hill allowing couple cop cars to catch up. Entering an alley way, he found a dead end. Turning around, he discovered a cop car blocking his exit.
Turning the handle grip, he headed straight towards the cop car. Jumping off the bike, his slammed against the roof top of police car. The bike slammed into the grill. His right foot kicked the driver's face. Spinning, the heel of his foot hit the passenger's temple.
Watching another car enter the alley way, he jumped off the car's truck. With his hands up, he walked towards the second car.
"Freeze!" came from the stop car, "Put your hands up!" was followed by, "Drop to the ground!"
With his hands up, he went to his knees.
"Listen, smart ass! Lay on your stomach!" which he did.
As gun pointed at him, his left wrist was cuffed and held against his back. When his right wrist was grabbed, he twisted it from the cop's grip. Grabbing the cop's throat, he threw the cop at his partner. Jumping to his feet, he removed the motorcycle helmet. Throwing it at one cop who caught it, he kicked the second one in the stomach. Kicking the helmet out of the cop's hand, he caught it and slammed it against the two cops' head.
Dropping the helmet, he saw flashing red and blue lights at the alley entrance. Removing the orange sweat jacket, he walked towards the flashing lights. Seeing a lot of gun barrels pointing at him, his hands went into the air and allowed his right wrist to be cuffed. He was stuffed into the back of a cop car and hauled off.
Returning to the warehouse near his hideout, he parked my bike inside. Turning the engine off , he sat there for a moment. He screamed. It seems that last trick he pulled while sliding, ripped the seat of his pants off, and his ass hurt like hell all the way home.
"Was that a cry for mercy or pity," came a voice from the shadows causing to Jake snapped up.
Drawing a gun on a figure standing in the shadows, "Come into the light!" called out Jake.
The figure complied. Standing in front of Jake was a faceless man dressed in a 1920's detective suit holding a file.
"I go by the name Question, to answer your first, and I have something you need," said the faceless man. Neat trick without a mouth.
Looking him over for a minute, with his gun still aimed at him, "And gave me a reason I should trust you."
"Because," holding the folder up, "this contains documents of the people that framed you for everything you are wanted for. I'm here to give it to you."
"Let me guess as a payoff," laughed Jake, "to stay away from Raven, am I right?"
"No. I want you to keep close to Raven, and protect her as best you can. There is not just one cult after the daughter of the famed destroyer of worlds, Trigon. Almost all of them are, and I know how the destroyer can be brought into this world."
Looking him over, Jake lowered his gun.
Keeping a firm grip on the gun handle, "I'm listening."
Walking towards Jake, "In order for a portal to be wide enough to allow Trigon to pass, the blood of his kin must be spilled on the morning of the red sun, following the night of the blood rain. This is the only chance in protecting this world without killing her."
"And what is it do you want in exchange for this information to get the cops and Titans off my back?"
Handing Jake the folder, "All I want, is to make sure you give your word to me, that you will stop whatever power to destroy this world, no matter the cost."
Fine with Jake, it was how he worked anyway.
"Ok,"
Receiving the folder, he checked contents and it was legit.
Shaking hands, "Don't know what to say, other then thanks. Really. I guess if I need the dirt on anyone, I come to you."
Laughing a little, "I guess you can say that, Huntress still can't get over the fact that it was girl scouts that drew the crop circles."
Giving him a look as he walked away, Jake looked the papers a second time. Painfully he walked back to his place. He needed to call in the Titans, hope they were still in a listening mood.
Watching Jake walk away, Question flipped his phone on.
"Alice, he took the file. Funny, I have no mouth. Yes, lunch sounds fine."
