I do not own anything from Teen Titans, but Deadeye is all mine !!!!!
As Raven appeared she took in the girl, Mammoth, and the sense of impending danger. She had flown against training simulations that Robin had made her do, that fired live ammunition. Raven had managed to build up a sixth sense to bullets and could feel one closing in on its target. She couldn't move. Every nerve in her body was pleading to dive out the way but she just stood there. The bullet closed the distance but as it was about to hit the skin, it instead just sailed on through her.
Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the white engulfed bullet exited her leaving no damage, and all she could do was look at Mammoth now, but unbeknown to her, Deadeye released the bullet, and it homed in on Mammoth. The big idiot didn't even know it had killed him till it was too late. The girl had turned away but Raven saw the bullet go on home, lodging in the brain. He suddenly twitched violently before collapsing to a heap. Raven sent out her powers nearby hoping to find someone but she couldn't find anyone but the girl. She extended her powers searching out far and beyond. And she found him, just three blocks away.
Seeing the bullet sail through her he let the bullet go as it flashed through the distance left between Raven and Mammoth. Pulling the patch down, everything seemed to lurch into triple speed as the world tried to catch up with itself. Expertly, Deadeye dismantled the rifle in a time that would have made a soldier blush, and stowed it away it the case.
He opened up a white hole into his apartment where he was staying in Jump City and lazily placed the case on the other side of the hole. Two miles away, if you had been watching from the apartment, a lime coloured piece of the wallpaper would have been engulfed in a white light and a hand would have placed a case just inside.
He stood back enjoying the breeze that blew through this area from the sea. The seaweed, mud and salt smell curled around him as he stood, lapping it up. His trench coat fanned out behind him in some sort of power display. He was only twenty-five or so and already had worked for near on twenty different countries, always selling out to normally the highest bidder. He would occasionally take refuge in a country for a while, wiping out problems for the governments in exchange for asylum. This could mean drug lord assassinations or eliminating terrorist cells. He'd done everything.
He slowly placed the empty casing of the bullet he fired, down on a crumbling wall just behind him. If you looked closely at it, you could just make out an inscription on it, the word "Mammoth" scratched into the side. He put one foot into his apartment when the stairs next to him were encased in black. Out of it appeared the young lady he'd seen though the scope.
"Wait, please" she begged
"Another time perhaps" he replied, placing a hand briefly on her shoulder.
He turned back to his hole, to his apartment when she cried out in desperation.
"But I don't even know your name! Mines Raven" she said angrily at first ending up rather timidly.
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Deadeye's the name and I do hope you won't take this the wrong way, but I hope we never see each other again. Ciao" and with that completely stepped though.
Raven just fell to her knees. She wanted to ask him endless questions, but he'd gone. She heard the screech of tires of the T-Car. She sighed. Someone would have to explain to Robin why there was a heap of flesh that was Mammoth.