Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but I do Have Bad Company by 5 Finger Death Punch on my 4th Gen IPod Touch.
A Company,
always on the run
A Destiny,
is the rising sun
Oh, I was born a shotgun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me
Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
Oh, till the day I die
Till the day I die
Rebel souls, deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns, they all know our name
The death punch sound is our claim to fame
That's why they call me
Bad company
I can't deny it
Bad, bad company
Till the day I die,
Till the day I die,
Eye for an eye,
Tooth for a tooth,
Blood for blood,
We've all gotta die,
We've all gotta die,
Hey
Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
And I say it's
Bad company, oh yeah yeah
Bad company
Till the day I die, oh yeah
Tell me that you are not a thief
Oh but I am bad company
It's the way I play dirty for dirty
Oh, somebody double-crossed me
Double-cross, double-cross
Yeah, we're bad company
Volt leapt from roof to roof, electricity cackling from his hands, in front were 10 ninjas, all from the illustrious Ra's Al Ghul. "Why is it that every time I do something important there are friggin' ninja's?" he yelled as he charged into battle. Dodging a jump kick, he rammed into the side of the first ninja's knee before kicking the legs out of another and catching a third with a spinning back fist. Then he shot tendrils of electricity out, whipping out and grasping one's leg as it threw the ninja into a brick wall. As a ninja was about to execute a well placed kick to the back of the neck, a sonic blast tossed him into a car. A deep voice asked" Need help?" Volt replied,"Sure. But what are you doing here, Cyborg?" The mechanical teen chucked as he snapped an assassin's wrist."Well, I came to interview you for a position on the Titan's roster, but it seems I caught you at a bad time." Volt laughed as he downed the final opponent after chunking ninja #9 into Cyborg's massive steel fist. "Nah, I'm good now, so what was it you wanted again?"
"Well, as the official representative of the Titan's organization, I am here to interview you for a spot on the Titan's roster."
"Hm, that sounds nice, but I can't be going everywhere on a whim, I'm this city's only defense against super powered crime, I'm their hope that they don't become the Gotham of the South."
"Hey, I understand, and It's not like you are going to go everywhere, International crime dealings are League business, it's only if they get through the League cracks of if we're specifically asked to help by the League or other superhero team. You're more likely to be asked to go to the top priority Titan meetings and holiday gatherings."
"So it's like a knitting circle for a super, that's nice."
Cyborg balked, "A knitting circle, we're not only the best Teen team there is, We're also the longest running! We have prestige, fame, we have members from across the world and from not only other planets, but other dimensions! A knitting circle, the Titans are not! Now are you interested or should I go ask the other candidates?" Volt pondered, I was your first choice?"
"Yes."
"I'm in."