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This story is ending soon. The climax is rapidly approaching and like all good things, it must come to an end. Though I can guarantee that I will receive many angry PMs demanding why I chose the ending I chose. Then, I will finish up Tara. But do not despair! A new story is coming! This one about Avatar. It is currently in the R and D phase, but it will hit beta testers shortly. PM me if you want to be one!
Now shut up, sit down, and let's read some fanfictions.
Jump City: Fourth Avenue
Night ran towards the orange craft. His hood was down. His scarf was in tatters. Everything had gone wrong. Red X was dead, Jump City was in danger, and she was loose. Now, the Titans were his only hope. As he reached the team's downed aircraft, he stopped. It was deserted.
"AAAARRG!" Night log-rolled to the side just in time to avoid getting hit by Robin's staff. It cracked and bit deeply into the concrete where he was standing a second before. Night was puzzled, until Robin yanked it out of the ground. A shallow, moon-shaped blade protruded from the side. He continued his attack, swiping up and down and jabbing and Night kept dodging over and over. "Wait!" Night tried to say. "I need to talk to you!"
"There's nothing to talk about," Robin replied, which he followed up quickly with a kick to the chest. He flew backward and hit the ground.
He had barely gotten to his feet when a starbolt, glowing green and radiating power, sheared past Night's ear. Swiftly, he whipped out his own staff to deflect a second starbolt and a birdarang. Acting instinctively, he leaped backwards to avoid a punch from Cyborg, right into Raven's outstretched hand of darkness.
The shadowy hand flung him into a building across the street, where he crashed through a window and several walls until he finally came to a stop at the metal elevator doors. He warily stood up, only to be pinned to the doors (TTG Colors of Raven style) again.
Raven floated in, teeth bared, her four red eyes sizzling with absolute contempt. "You went in my room," she said in her trademark demonic voice. "NO ONE goes in my room!" Then the dark hand drew back, and pushed Night through the metal doors into the elevator shaft.
Unfortunately, Night's mind and body had taken a pretty thorough beating in the last ten minutes, and he was slow to react. His head was throbbing. Everything hurt. But somewhere in his addled mind, a voice said, Do you want to become a red stain at the bottom of an elevator shaft? Night's hand shot out suddenly, then his other. He gripped the cable, his metal plated gloves sending sparks flying. Slowly, he stopped. Panting, he reviewed his predicament. He didn't know what floor he was on, he didn't know what building he was at, and five, no, six bloodthirsty people were after him.
Yeah, he was definitely at a good start.
Looking down, he saw a door. It was a tiny maintenance hatch, but it was made of thin metal and would be easier to penetrate than the sturdy, elevator doors.
Slowly, he pointed his arm at a point just above the hatch. He flexed one of his fingers, and a cord from his wrist grapple hook shot out, anchoring itself in the concrete. He took a deep breath, and jumped. Flying headfirst into the hatch, Night pierced through the flimsy metal like light through darkness. He tumbled down a ramp and hit the ground.
Night looked around. He was in some sort of security room, with monitors displaying various parts of the building. Solid concrete walls surrounded him, and the Titans weren't on any of the screens. For the first time in days, Night actually relaxed.
But he couldn't for long. His mind quickly sprung into action as it has so many times before, forming possible plans and breaking them down. But he had to act fast. The Titans were after him, and if that happens, you could never be truly sa-
Robin suddenly materialized out of a black circle in the ground and pinned him against the wall by his throat. Hate boiled in his eyes behind his mask.
"You break into our home, you bug our computer, and now, you destroy the city?! The sky is red! Buildings are in shambles, YOU DID THIS!"
With a great roar, he threw Night into the door. He crashed through the hard oak into the hallway, where the other Titans stood watching. Robin soon followed, his metal-plated boots crunching wood slivers. He then picked up his adversary and pinned him against the window.
"Look at this!" Robin screamed. "Look at this hell on earth you have created! You have destroyed our society! Our dignity!"
Night could've escaped, he could've crashed through the window, grappled up to a building, and been out of sight in seconds, but he chose not to. The Titans needed to see who they were up against. And it was only a matter of time.
Robin pushed him harder against the window. Cracks started appearing, and sharp popping sounds pierced the air.
"I can't undo this," Robin muttered under his breath. "but I can make you pay for your sins. And that's what I-" his voice suddenly cut off. His eyes widened. His breath quivered.
Down on the streets, citizens were racing to get out of the way. Sounds could be heard even from the building. Boom, boom, boom. Giant stone fists emerged from around the corner, smashing and destroying everything in their path, which included the panicked people. But no sooner than the fists came, someone else came too.
She was on a chunk of rock floating twenty feet above the ground. Black armor decorated her whitish skin and a horrific helm shaped like a monster's head sat on top of her pale blond hair. Her whole look could only be described as demon-like.
It was Terra.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAAH! What will happen next? :D CLIFFHANGER! Anyways, I hope you really liked this chapter. I spent a lot of energy on it, and I'm really sorry for it's length and the time it took to update it.
Cahill161, out!