This took a few days to get written. I've just finished one story, and started another, so I was busy setting those up (and down). Sorry for the delay.

A/N: On another note, this story is also winding to a close. While nowhere near as popular as my other story, I'm just as sad to end this one. It's my first Teen Titan (animated) one. (sigh)

Chapter Eleven

Kid Flash, fastest boy in the world (and some have argued, the universe), stared at the ragtag group of heroes within the bubble of soul-self that protected them from the temporal collage outside and found himself curiously confused. When you can think faster than the speed of light, it was not the usual way of things.

"Um...hi?"

"Wally?" Kory asked, stepping forward only a step before pulling the red-nay-orange haired teen into her arms. Over her abundant cleavage (remember, this is older Starfire, and she has grown up), he stared wide-eyed at the mirror versions of his friends that stood around him. Raven, older Raven, both shockingly the same looking. Robin, Nightwing, the same only in the battle-ready stances. Cyborg and...Cyborg, exactly the same looking. Exactly, which made it incredibly creepy as both of them now gave him a thumb-up and an eyebrow wiggle at his ensconced position in Kory's bosom. Beast Boy and Changeling, he finally got some height, Wally was glad to see. And, of course, Starfire and Kory. He'd like to compare the two, but truthfully, he could only fully see Starfire, though what he could see of Kory was quite nice. Quite. Nice.

"Um...that's my name," Wally began as Kory finally released him and stepped back into Nightwing's arms, her eyes tearful as she did so. "But how do you know it?"

It was elder Raven that answered that, or rather, didn't answer that. "What month is it?"

"Um...May 2005?" Wally wasn't quite sure, he sped around so damn much, he sometimes was mentally weeks ahead of everyone else. "We just defeated the Brotherhood, remember?"

"That was a year ago," Beast Boy said, quite sure on that since he'd gotten his growth spurt during that year, finally reaching five feet (and upwards to his pleasure).

"No, dude, that's right now," Wally replied.

"No, duuuude, it's not."

"Is to."

"Is not."

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Shut up," Robin said, and as leader, was automatically listened to. It was he who asked what the sane members of the group were thinking. "Why is he here?"

Older Raven explained. "Kid's speed comes from a dimension other than our own. It gives him the ability to do and sense things that aren't usual. Before his demise, Wally discovers that with enough built up speed and energy, and a specific frequency, he can time travel."

"Like how you brought us here with Flash's aid?" Starfire asked.

Raven smiled. "Exactly. I imagine that he sensed the rip in his own time and investigated?" She made it a question, directed at Kid.

He shrugged. "I was curious."

Raven nodded, and lowering her arms, but not her soul-self shields, she walked to where he stood and braced her hands on his shoulders. "Go home, Wally." She turned him forcefully and started to push him back to the edge of the circle, where he'd entered.

"What! Why? Can't I help?"

"You're being here is a paradox. You can cause all kinds of malfunctions in the continuum by staying here."

"What about them?" He asked, pointing to the two Titan teams.

"Well..." Raven had no answer for that. The Teen Titans paradox was one that they'd compensated for, and, indeed were planning on. Kid Flash paradox? Not one they'd intended to encounter. Ergo, she gave him no chance to object anymore.

Raven pushed Wally to the edge, and with a swift kick to the arse, out of the circle. Instantly, he disappeared into the aisles of time. He'd return to where he came from, no memory of what had happened, and if he did, all he'd remember is a dream of some sort. Accidental time traveling is not recommended.

The Titans stared at bossy Raven, and the Teen Titans were agape. "Why'd you do that?" Robin asked. "We could have warned him he'd die!"

"You'll have a chance to do that when you go back," Raven explained, returning to her place beside younger Raven. She didn't mention that when the teens went back, they probably wouldn't remember any of this. Paradoxes are fun, or so it seemed to Raven.

Finally, they focused back on the task at hand. "So, Titans, what do we do?" Arsenal asked, his hand at his gun, but knowing there was really nothing that it could do to help.

Victor thought aloud. "Well, we're stuck in an ever cycling time portal, yes? We can assume that it's encompassing the island. Father Time Jr. is doing it to...distract us, I believe."

"Why distract us? Why not strand us in the middle of time?" Beast Boy asked, rather astutely, could be added. Gar was not known for his thought-out questions and the fact that this was a question that was on the mind of his compatriots said a lot about how deep he was thinking at the moment. Cyborg wondered if Gar was getting a headache from all the use of his brain.

"Because he needs us. Or rather, me. I know where his older self is being held. To get back to his own time, Junior needs his older self."

"Why does he want to go back to his own time?" This time from Robin.

Victor smiled. "Do you want to go home?"

The teens answered in sync. "Yes."

"Why wouldn't he?"

Younger Raven turned and glared at the older Titans. "Why didn't you just help him get home and end the entire problem?"

Silence. The Titans stared at each other, then at her. Nightwing spoke. "We don't negotiate with criminals."

She spoke again. "And that's your crime. Ego. Pride. You've created all these problems for yourselves because you can't compromise or even consider changing."

She was right, and it'd taken bringing their younger selves forward from time for them to realize it. The Titans took a second to take a good hard look at them self and knew that though in this time and age they were battling totalitarianism in the form of the Justice League, that they themselves had established their own little dictatorship, even if it was only on the island. Given the chance, they'd spread a little hell of their own, all in defense from the Justice League. The same creature, different color.

Changeling, inside the circle of "trust" keeping them all safe, but somehow still separate from everyone, gave a small noise of exasperation. "How the hell are we getting out of this?"

Raven, with a small sneer for her former teammate, answered. "Easy. This is such a massive rip and opening, that it cannot sustain itself for long. Another few minutes maybe. If he'd surprised us a little more, he could have taken us, but as it was, we had too long to handle it. We'll survive it."

Starfire cocked her head to the side as she studied the whirling colors outside the large black shield. "What would have happened if we hadn't?"

Younger Raven, for once, answered this. "We'd have been forced in a small capsule of real time within the continuum. Easy pickins."

Beast Boy snorted. "You said easy pickins."

"So?"

"It's so déclassé."

"Are you implying something, Garfield?"

"You're prissy."

On the other side of the circle, Raven and Arsenal watched as the couple quietly sparred verbally, keeping their argument/flirtation to themselves. Not far from those two, Changeling watched them watch the younger couple.

"I'm not prissy."

"You so are. If you weren't so heavy into the color blue, I bet you'd wear plaid schoolgirl shirts and fitted sweaters." Beast Boy waited only a second before plodding on. "On that note, why don't you wear a plaid skirt and a fitted sweater? That'd be hot."

Raven stared at him without emotion. "You've become quite bold in the last few days."

Beast Boy leaned close, his breath on her ear. "Imagine that."

Behind them, Nightwing and Robin were almost at blows. "You're lying."

"I'm not lying."

Robin bared his teeth. "No way would I ever date Babs again."

"You did!" Nightwing gritted right back. Behind him, Starfire and Kory watched as the two boys argued.

"Who's Babs?"

Kory smiled indulgently. "Dick's childhood girlfriend. They dated for quite a while, fought crime together. Then, he met me. Then, he went back to her. Finally, he came back."

"He leaves me?" Starfire asked, her eyes wide and hurt looking.

Kory laughed and patted Starfire on the shoulder. "No, we leave him and get married to a nice Tameranian prince."

Starfire thought for a minute. "Not..."

"Oh yeah. Him."

"But I do like him. I like Robin."

"Yeah...well...when Robin is going from Boy Wonder to Man in a New Costume, he's a little testy and it pisses us off."

"So we marry another?"

"Only to piss him off." Starfire stared at her scheming older self. "It works." The girls smile together and continue to stare at their men fighting.

Outside the circle, the cycle of images slowly unwinds. As the images move slower and slower, the effect of shifting lights lifts from the floor and starts to reaffirm their safety from it. Outside, the Navy ships watch the Tower, the sky is blue, and everything is the same. The Ravens wait until all effects from the attack are gone before lowering the shield. Almost immediately Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Victor run for the restroom shouting urges to pee.

As the rest of the team watches the boys run, lanky Gar getting their first and slamming the door shut and locking it, leading to screams of unfairness by the robots, Nightwing stopped arguing long enough to comment, "I wonder what Junior did while we were distracted."

Younger Raven turned to say something, but froze instantly. Her hand came up and black sparks appeared at her fingertips, a sign she was calling up her power. Before anything came of it, a large boom sounded and she was sent flying across the room, slamming into the brick wall with a sickening thud.

The Titans looked around for the source of the attack. "What happened?" Nightwing demanded, even while the robot-boys forgot the bathroom needs, and both alien princesses took to the air. It was Starfire who answered, even as she powered up her hands and eyes.

"That boy there shot her with a strange gun!"

Kory and Nightwing looked around. "I don't see anyone."

"It's the one you look for. Junior?" Starfire responded, even as she ducked, seemingly into thin air and started to fire at a point off on the far wall. "I see him!"

"I do too, Star!" Cyborg yelled, firing off large beams of abusive light in the same direction.

Nightwing sighed as the two teens flew past him. "This is why I hate fighting people I can't see."