Me no own Teen Titans. Me Own Deadeye, you say anything I club your head with spoon !!!1one exclamation mark !!!
Deadeye woke several hours later. He rose and moaned as his back clicked and stomach growled. He wandered lazily towards the kitchen and made a grab for his coffee mug. The coffee mug had other thoughts and slipped through his ringers and smashed onto the floor. He winced as the harsh noise assaulted his ears so early in the morning. From the living room Raven groaned. Deadeye's eyes shot open at the sound of Raven waking, mentally cursing himself for dropping the mug. He grabbed another mug and after a second took down another. He walked in to the lounge where Raven was trying to sit up and he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Easy there" He said. "you've just had a pretty rough time"
Instead of relaxing Raven became even more worried about the fact that she didn't know where she was and who he was. She continued to struggle upright.
Putting a little more force into it he pushed Raven back down onto the couch.
"Would you like something to drink?" he offered.
"No" came the cold reply
"Fair enough, I was just making myself one and I just wondered…" Deadeye replied feeling a little hurt at the way she was treating him. After what he did for her! He realised much to his embarrassment as he was spooning coffee into a mug, that she had, unconscious and had no idea of what happened. He dropped a teabag into the other mug.
"If she doesn't like one, she's gotta like the other"
Deadeye came back in a little later with the drinks and a couple slices of toast and set the tray down on to the sandy table.
"I brought you a drink, what would you like? Tea or coffee?"
"Nothing" Raven replied but her empty stomach gave her away instantly with a growl.
"Tea then" she said sitting upright.
Deadeye smiled as he picked up the coffee and took a sip. He felt the caffeine enter his system and filter through him waking him up fully. He carefully examined Raven over his coffee. Amethyst eyes, purple hair framing a white porcelain face, purple cloak and leotard. He could see the gapping hole in the leotard and was amazed he was able to fix the damage caused. Raven sat there huddled over with the mug between her hands and the blanket round her shoulders.
"You know, you can have some toast as well." Deadeye said
As Raven reached for the plate eagerly, a screech of wheels were heard from outside and Deadeye sprung upright and was at the window instantly. He saw a large van pull up outside and the back slide open and watched a teenage boy jump out.
"Gizmo" Deadeye ground out.
Raven struggled to stand up.
"What! We need to go" she said before swaying violently.
"You're not going anywhere, let me handle this. I've a score to settle."
And with that he disappeared through one of the doors. Striding quickly, he crossed the garage to the metal cabinet and unlocked it, pulling from it a Spas 12 Shotgun and a box of rounds. Coming back into the room, Raven panicked when he came back with a shotgun. She hurriedly tried to pull a shield up but was too exhausted. Deadeye started slamming shells into the shotgun and carried on walking towards the front door.
As Gizmo approached the front door of this run down apartment he thought to himself how he'd came across this job. A week ago he'd read in the papers that Mammoth had been killed and on CNN last night that Red X had died in a explosion. He had received a call not long afterwards from a mystery man claiming to have deposited a vast amount of cash into his bank account to kill off this new hero. He had quickly checked his bank account and as the guy had said, a substantial amount of cash had been deposited as well as a Google earth reference in an email claiming to be where the hero was staying.
As Gizmo approached the door, he ordered one of his own robotic clones he'd made to stand by the door while he waited. As the robot was about to kick the door down, Gizmo got a crazy idea that just might work. The robot stopped and then rang the door bell.
"Delivery" he yelled through the door.
He didn't expect Deadeye to see clear through his lie.