Summary:

The Titans have gone undercover, accepting send two members to the sinful, never resting life of Trinity Conqueror, a city far from Jump City, residential home of the Titans. Richard Grayson, dubbed mainly as Boy Wonder, has accepted to be part of the investigation, this new villain claiming himself invincible to the efforts of the now older heroes, only proves to promote the dying obsession Richard had over his ex arch nemesis... Slade. But, for this mission to succeed, a partner must be assigned as well, preferably a team member, a Titan. And joining him will be...Raven? And they have to ...what?! Go undercover as a... COUPLE?!

Robin/Raven Adventure/Drama/AU (Alternate Universe... well slightly) with slight OOCness

Rated: M (for slight mature content in following chapters and intentions of plot, language and explicit scenes) If you are not comfortable with this type of work, please simply return to the previous search for a Fanfic to read and enjoy other great author's work.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the TEEN TITANS, not the animated series nor the DC comics, or any other places where they originally came from. Lyrics of songs may appear in the following chapters but note, original owners and author will be mentioned with the author's (mine) note at the beginning, or end, of each chapter.

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Guardian of Azarath, Queen Rae, tietum, Jess, serasvictoria666, SanzoGirl, A Raven's last song, Unknown Antagonist, LeonoraLaurendet, fanficprincess101, Nyx-Night Goddess, LCH8292, Enkaiame Katana, completeordie Half-elf, superheroxnerd, Dark-Dragon-Angel.

NOTE: The man named Johnson is a character of my imagination. He isn't the man that normally appears in the first Batman, the animated series along side Gordon. I didn't mean to make him like (the name escapes me). K? Okay good. Let's get this show on the road. (claps hands)

Previous Chapter:

"Well...you know how Gotham is, right?"

"Yes, I am aware of its high crime rate and harsh living environments besides its economic rivalry," Starfire reached over to the couch's side table and began to slurp her delicacy drink, a fresh bottle of mustard.

"Well, imagine a place much worse...trust me you wouldn't like it."

Chapter Three:

Raven sighed and glance sideways at the scowling Robin not far from her. 'Gods, its the pout once more,' she noticed nonchalantly, looking at his facial expressions. Robin unconsciously scratched at his chin, his mind far from the obvious task at hand. 'Why?' that question drove him mad. Why was he back? Why come back now? And why contact – ?

"Robin?" no reply. Raven grunted in frustration and leaned against the wall besides him.'It is not of my business what causes this man so much hate from Robin. It's Robin's personal matters. If he needs us to know, he'll tell,' she agreed with this logic and stood stiff as she felt the speed of the elevator lessen. Robin straightened as well and both looked onto the double doors as they opened as the elevator came to a full stop. Raven glanced sideways at Robin walked out first, 'Even though, I am concerned ...for him.'

Cyborg cleared his throat and sat on the main computer chair and began to close down the windows on the screen. Beast Boy continued to mumble on about Trinity Conqueror even though his leader and teammate were gone. Starfire sucked contently on the mustard beverage until it was gone, giving a sigh of satisfaction.

"Hey, Cy?" Terra asked.

"Huh?" the oldest team member grunted, not looking back from the computer screen.

"Who should do the night patrol of the city tonight? Ya know, it was Robin's turn to patrol."

"Doesn't he every night?" Starfire questioned.

"Yeah, dude rarely does sleep," Beast Boy pitched in, stopping in mid rant.

"A'ight, a'ight," Cyborg rose a metal hand and scratched his head in thought. "Uh, how about... you Terra?" he suggested, "After all, you did bring it up." He smirked in a teasing manner watching the blond woman stiffen and gap at him.

"Hey! I already did it last week!"

"...'k, how about you Beast Boy?" Silence met the room.

"...me what?" he asked, a faint blush spread across his green cheeks. Curse his easily distracted mind.

"Never mind. Star, would you mind taking patrol tonight?"

"Of course , friend Cyborg," Starfire's right hand shot to her brow like a soldier's. Cyborg grinned and nodded.

"It's settled then." Starfire rose from the couch and stretched her arms above her.

"Uh, Star?"

"Yes, friend Terra?"

"He meant tonight-tonight. Not right now, it's fixing to be morning." At Terra's words, the group faced the now clear front view of the conference room, the beginning rays of sunlight barely illuminating the dark indigo sky.

Robin fingered the alarm system of his bike, pressing the button on the back of his belt. His boots and the almost silent steps of Raven behind him echoed loudly in the huge garage-like room holding all of the transportation vehicles and machines for the Titans. The trademark T-car was parked under a light, seeming more of a trophy now than anything. Cyborg had moved onto more advanced technology, 'bigger ideas' as he had worded when he stopped modifying the car. Raven wordlessly followed the pondering leader, now herself submersed in her thoughts. A slight headache was beginning to form and she was not one to have patience with pain. She stifled back the urge to groan out loud at the strong waves of frustration and deep anger emitting from Robin as he continued to remain silent. Finally, he stopped at the badly parked bike and Raven heard him curse silently as he picked up the damaged helmet.

"Robin."

"Let's go." He placed the helmet on his head and sat himself onto the still warm bike. She waited for the realization to sink into him and neatly leaned against her right leg, crossing her arms beneath her chest. Robin, however, was silently going over the images he had seen, haunting memories he did NOT want to remember and the realization that he was back. 'But WHY?!' he madly wondered. 'And why in God's sake NOW?!' Raven growled in annoyance and closed her eyes. 'Robin!' "What?!" he snapped.

"Do not let this revenge you have towards this man ruin your leadership and strategy. Your real reasons are your own but as long as this this mission is in play, we will need your every sense on the target on alert. Remember that." For a second, Robin let his eyes widened under the shield of the helmet and his mask at Raven's tone, straight forwards as always but a soothing calmness underneath. Of understanding, he recognized. But he shrugged it away, acknowledged at least, and stood erect once more. He dare not meet those soul touching eyes of hers. He didn't need her to see him at the moment.

"Fine. Take the sky while I take the road. Keep your eyes on me and come down on my signal," he ordered. He knew this conversation was far from being over. But for now, he was going to take the upper hand again and ceased the talking before it got out of hand. Raven nodded and stepped back as he turned the bike on, turned it for to face the disguised exit once more and revved the engine.

"Right behind you," Raven called out. Robin nodded, without turning and sped out of the room, his black and yellow cape flying out behind his fleeting form. Raven breathed out and closed her eyes. She allowed her black aura to engulf her senses enough to provide flight and levitated from the ground. In inhuman speed, she caught up with the racing Robin, he again slipping through traffic, just as the rising sun rays hit them both. The duo shared a calming peace as the warm rays of light touched them both. "Raven." Raven grabbed her communicator and pressed its red button. "Robin?" "We're entering Gotham. Follow my lead," he reminded her and sped up. Nodding, knowing even though he couldn't see her, Raven turned her flight to the direction Robin had suddenly taken and left Jump City area, for now.

"Yeah, yeah, Lady...no, we're sending a squat car as we speak...uh huh...yes ma'am...no ma'am...uh huh... ma'am, I repeat that we're takin' care of it...yes ma'am. Goodbye." The dark haired man groaned out loud, rousing another police officer near him, sleeping on a chair. "Damn citizens, can't take care of their own problems," he further complained. Just that morning, early morning too, the Commissioner had called him to check in early. He said that an undercover assignment was undergoing and two members of the Titans were taking part. That had sparked his curiosity enough to get out of bed and stumble into work. His head inched to the right enough to see into the opaque glass window of the Commissioner's door into his office. The Commissioner hadn't come out for hours and he bet his monthly salary that the Commissioner had been visited by that no good-lying-goofy-looking, in his opinion, -Bat. 'Yeah, probably talking him into more lies. Them superheroes... tsk, thinkin' they're superior than the average man...'

Raven's eyes glared at the slowing down shape of Robin. 'We must be close,' she noted. He revved his bike once more and lifted his right fist from the bike's handle, signaling discreetly a sign to descend. She allowed herself to falter in her flying current and slowly started do come down. Robin swerved hard right and managed to park into the same alley he had a few hours ago, surprisingly they alley more darker than it had been earlier. It was littered in trash as far as the eye could see, not really surprising him the least. He was used to Gotham's downtown alleys. The Gods knew he spend enough time before risking his life around these areas. His jaw was set tight and could feel that real damage would come to his joint soon in he didn't stop. 'Robin?' he paused when Raven's soothing voice echoed in his mind. It still surprised him at times how strong and useful their bond had become but... sometimes he did need his space. Closing his eyes, he slowly let the barriers around his mind go up and blocked her from entering. Gulping down the anger he harbored, he set on his masked face, not literally speaking, and prepared to enter. Raven paused by the edge of the building, in her descend, having felt his mind's link to her own cut off. 'He needs his space,' she agreed and swallowed down the urge to slap him up side the head and demand what he hell he hid. 'It's his own business,' her words came back to haunt her. 'And it is,' logic agreed.

"Is this it?" Robin heard her finally land behind him, silent to the untrained person. He looked up at the beaten up building, rain and constant attack from prisoners or gangs done damage to its exterior. Gotham was certainly a dump compared to Jump City. He nodded stiffly.

"Let's go." He dismounted the bike and pulled off the helmet. Raven's eyebrow ticked at the tension that was now between their link. 'We cannot work this way,' she sighed but suddenly, an idea came to mind.

"Robin." Her leader paused and glance back at her. She allowed a smirk to grace her face, grabbing his curiosity and full attention. She stood before him.

"Me or you?" Raven asked, amusement evident in her voice. He paused, for a moment not getting the message but suddenly too smirked, feeling the tension leave him for a second before fully facing her.

"Lead the way." Raven smirked as she closed her eyes, rose her cloak, and engulfed them both in her black aura.

"Johnson!" The Commissioner barked. The dark haired man rose to his feet and sped to the Commissioner's office. The stereotype sounds of ringing phones echoed in the beat up police station.

"Yeah, Commissioner?" he asked, holding the door open but not fully stepping inside.

"Need for you to bring up the file I asked for earlier and bring it to me now. Afterwards, I ask for you to inform the others that my office is off limits for the rest of the day. No disrupting me unless a real emergency comes through. Got it?"

"Yeah, chief. But – AH! SWEET MOTHER JESUS!" Suddenly the room was engulfed in a dark aura that disappeared in a flash, just as it had come.

"What the-"

"Commissioner Gordon," a deep voice alerted from inside the room. The two police officers paused, not seeing the person whom the voice belonged to. Suddenly, where an unoccupied space of room was before, in the far corner, two darkly clad figures approached the barely illuminating desk light.

"Quite an entrance," the Commissioner murmured under his breath, nodding to the two heroes that slowly approached him, "Almost scared the pants off of Johnson." The shorter of the two glance back to the man gaping at the door, whom she figured was Johnson. "Johnson?"

"...yeah, chief?"

"Now's the time where I won't be disturbed. Never mind the files, I'll pick 'em up later. That'll be all." Johnson nodded shakily, still in shock from the sudden appearance of the couple into the room. He was lead out by the unnerving gaze of the masked hero Robin and the cold eyes of the mysterious mistress Raven of the Titans, making him whimper behind closed doors. Outside of the office, he met the gazes of the curious police officers in the hall, making him feel instantly embarrassed. He was 'higher ranked' after all. Clearing his throat, he stood tall.

"Ehem...chief says that he doesn't want to be disturbed all day. Eh, nothin' to see here. Outta my way," he cursed under his breath about arrogant superheroes as he weaved through the crowd.

"Swear you gave him a heart attack," the commissioner chuckled as he rose from the chair behind his desk.

"Hmm," murmured Raven, pulling back the cloak off her shoulders. 'You'd think his office has at least air conditioner.' It was burning in the office and dark, despite the rising sun outside. Robin once again felt his masked eyes go, as if summoned by a spell, to Raven's silhouette, as she pulled back the cloak. Well, she wanted to wear that heavy thing to conceal herself better. 'Don't see why,' he noted, smirking inwardly. The Titans's attention was drawn once again to the man before them as he slammed closed a file cabinet closed. He slapped down several files on his desk and turned on the desk lamp. Robin allowed the cape off his shoulders and neared the desk.

"What else do you have for us, Gordon?" The elder man scratched his chin offhandedly and opened a file. He gave the second Titan a glance, earning a glare for his attention towards her (not by Raven. Guess who?) and met the leader's masked eyes.

"Managed to make the reservations," he pulled a pamphlet out of the file and placed it in front of him, in Raven's direction. She rose a brow in mild interest and once again stared at Gordon. "Everything's in order. A car is being provided to raise less suspicion. Our first thoughts were to transport via private plane," Gordon paused and smirked at Robin, "Know that you at least have one, if not necessarily at the Tower," Raven raised the other brow in question, "But we went with the car. New identifications and the blue prints of the building were made."

"Good," Robin picked up a file, braking his gaze from the Commissioner's gaze.

"I suggest you are careful, Robin and ...Raven," the man warned. That got both of the Titan's attention.

"Why?" Raven regarded the man warily.

"Men from the squat are going to be around. I ... am sure you're wanting to keep your secret identities safe." Robin and Raven made eye contact and nodded.

"Noted," she replied. Robin allowed the cape to once again case over his broad shoulders and stared at the commissioner.

"We'll keep in contact through a communicator," Robin placed a closed fist downward on the man's table and slowly backed it away, revealing a communicator, much like their own. Gordon grabbed it and rose again.

"Good luck."

"We don't need luck," suddenly, the room was once again encased in black aura, blinding the man for a second. Just as quick as it appeared, it disappeared, leaving the room as it was.

The black aura appeared on top of the building, splitting open to let Robin out. Raven let her aura return to her and landed on feet, same could not be said for Robin.

"Damn."

"What the hell's going on?" she asked, her patience gone. This had gone far enough. She understood that some secret of Robin's was going into the spotlight, but she did not want to go into a mission where she had to be fully exposed to enemy territory and not have any idea of what's going on. Robin growled under his breath and stood, dusting off the dirt on his black cape.

"None of your concern."

"The hell it's not. We are exposing ourselves to the public eye, practically giving our identity away and you say it's none of my concern!?" she began to walk to him. Robin stiffened and turned sharply to face her. Raven stopped, her glare not dimming at the least. "Who the hell are we after?"

"... Eric Kripke." Raven paused.

"Who's that?" The name sounded semi familiar... like a name appearing in a far away dream.

"...A man I met when I was young. Before I became Robin...before I saw my parent's die," Robin mumbled, staring down at the floor. Raven's glare disappeared and she too bowed her head slightly. She didn't need to apologize, Robin knew she regretted demanding an answer from her but at least she knew that much.

"...that's not all." It was more of a statement than question.

"No. The rest is for a later time." She accepted his ceasing. At least she knew that far. Raven rose a hand, parting open her cloak – 'I swear she does it in front of me on purpose!' - flexing her wrist and exposing the two IDs.

"And you were planning on telling me my 'new identity' as your..." paused and sighed through clenched teeth, "...as your fiancée, exactly when?!" Robin's eyes widened slightly. He had forgotten about that part, that and the sudden change of tone.

"Come on, Rae. You're making a big deal out of this!" She kept surprising him to this day.

"Don't you 'come on Rae' me, Boy Wonder! How the hell am I suppose to pull off the part of being your wife to be!?"

"..." she had him there. Well, the plan had sounded better in his head. Not that he minded playing pretend with Raven, he secretly admitted. Raven let her arm drop to her side, hiding herself once more. 'Just what I needed. I swear some God up there has it against me. And in my current predicament no less,' she groaned inwardly.'Treat this as just one other mission. Don't look more into it.' '...I...can't. We're talking about Robin here!' 'You have to. Or you'll jeopardize everything you've tried to conceal all this time.' She swallowed and breathed out loud. "Raven –"

"Fine." Robin paused in mid word and let his raised hand, pointing finger extended, fall.

"Good... Glad you agreed."

"...But I am not kissing you." That statement caught Robin off hand and his posture slacked, in shock, for a second. Raven allowed a smirk in reply. That was for payback for making her pretend at this time.

"Didn't ask." 'Wouldn't mind,' he found himself thinking.

"Good." Raven pulled her cloak closer to herself, now feeling conscious under Robin's regarding gaze. 'Way to go, genius.' Suddenly, both of their communicators went off.

(minutes before)

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!

Cyborg looked up from his work in a flash when the alarm began to sound. His built in communicator at his wrist began to ring as well.

"Cy here. Who is it?" he asked as he ran to the nearest elevator.

" Cyborg, it is friend Starfire. Our sensors tell us that there is a grand robbery at the corner of Singer and Stabler."

"On my way," Cyborg entered the elevator and slapped on the emergency button on its walls. The doors sealed in a blink of an eye and the machine sped upwards, unlike the speed of an average elevator. It stopped and opened its doors, revealing the double doors leading to the conference room.

"Do computers say who it is?" he asked when he entered the room. Terra began to key at the computer while Beast Boy, with a hand on her shoulder, looked at the screen.

"Looks like a bunch of punks. Still, they're stealing a lot of doo-dads that cost some serious dough."

"A'ight! Titans go!"

Both got out their communicators.
"Grand robbery," Raven read off the screen.

"Lets go. Not too far from the edges of Gotham." Robin sprinted towards the building's edge and dove off.

"Show off..." Raven mumbled. He had began the whole 'entrance' deal a while ago when they had been on a stake out together. 'Guess it rubbed off from the Bats,' she figured. Soon, she heard the revving of his motorcycle and levitated into the air, following once again his lead.

"End of the line, punks!" Cyborg yelled as he aimed his canon at the eight men in the trashed room. All simultaneously turned to face the team.

"Hey Ned! They're here!" a red haired one yelled. The guy so called Ned stepped forward and smirked.

"Whole team's not here! What a bummer!"

"Who the heck are you!?" yelled Beast Boy.

" Didn't ya hear? I'm Ned," the guy's shoulder's slumped slightly. Man, how was he supposed to begin to be a memorable villain if the good guys didn't even remember his name?

"Gotta say, you're personage isn't the best one we've heard." The group of guys turned to face the doorway, their way out, and in its path, stood Robin and Raven.

"Now the whole group's here," Raven taunted, keeping her voice even.

"Just like you wished for," Starfire added. A few of the guys began to look frantically around, looking for a means to escape.

"Stand your ground you fools!" Ned yelled and pulled out a ray gun.

"Oh, no ya don't !" Cyborg yelled, letting his canon charge for firing. Suddenly, a guy still wearing a worn ski mask suddenly threw a round object in the air. A large light blinded the team as smoke began to engulf the room.

"Rrraargh!" Robin ran forward, adrenaline rushing through his limbs and fingered the compartment that held his Bo staff. Pulling it out, he began to punch the shadowed bodies amiss the smoke. Somewhere, Cyborg's canon set off and hit the ceiling. Soon, Starfire began to throw energy bolts around, one barely missing the part mechanical man. Suddenly, a kick came to Robin's head, throwing him off balance.

"UHH!"

"Gotta watch your back, Robin!" Ned yelled, inwardly happy to have brought a hero down.

"Same goes for you!" Suddenly, he was engulfed in black aura and lifted from Robin's fallen figure.

"Thanks," Robin mumbled, holding the side of his head.

"Sure." Robin rose again and attacked another. Beast Boy zoomed through and took down a guy who was about to pull out a gun. Using his temporary claws, he broke the gun and threw it away, pouncing on another near figure. Terra struggled in the man's grasp. There was no material she could use in the room! She suddenly smirked when the smoke dissolved from one corner and allowed her to gaze out the window.

"Argh!" she yelled, raising her glowing arms above her. Large pieces of rock began to strike through the glass and punch the guy holding her. Through the broken window, the smoke began to ease out of the room, allowing visualization to come again. Starfire threw a hard kick at the guy's side and he flew, sticking the wall besides her. Silence was in the room, aside from their breathless breathing.

"Nice work, team," Robin congratulated, putting away his Bo staff. Raven and Starfire landed once again on the ground and nodded. Beast Boy transformed once again into his visible human like form and high-fived Terra.

Soon, the team arrived at the Tower. Cyborg, Starfire, Beast Boy, Terra and Raven via the new and modified T-tank and Robin in the motorcycle. The garage door once more opened, letting them in. Cyborg parked the car, Robin not far behind.

"Everything go alright at Gordon's?" Cyborg asked. Robin took off his damaged helmet and nodded, setting this time properly on the bike's handle.

"Yeah. Raven and I need to leave tonight. She'll teleport us to the warehouse where our ride is stationed and we'll leave from there."

"Hey Rae," Beast Boy elbowed Raven's exposed arm. Raven growled in annoyance and glared at him from underneath her hood.

"What?!"

"You gonna share a room with Playboy over there?" he whispered, rasing his eyebrows twice. Raven froze for a second but recuperated and slapped him upside the back of his head. "Ow!" he yelled out loud. Cyborg glance back and rose a brow. Raven fumed past him and walked ahead. Robin and the others had reached the elevator.

"Man, whacha do?"

"Nothing." Cyborg rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, right. Ya musta done somethin' to upset Raven."

"Well," Beast Boy twiddled his thumbs, trying his hardest to keep an innocent facade, " I sort of, well, kind of... ya see-"

"Out with it!"

"IsortofteasedRaventhatshehadtostayinthesameroomasRobin!" he said in a rush.

"Ah...I see. Uh, what now?" Beast Boy groaned and slapped his hand to his face. "I sort of...taunted to Raven that she may have to share a room with Robin." Cyborg's eyes widened.

"... Why would ya do that?"

"...'Cause...I don't know. Man, I was just messing around." The garage was now deserted, aside from the changeling and half man half robot. Beast Boy took this opportunity and raised his face to meet Cybor's rolling eyes. "Hey Cy?"

"What, man?"

" Why don't you think Robin assigned either Terra or Starfire instead of Raven?" Cyborg scratched his chin in small thought.

"Huh. Not really sure." Both started making their way to the elevator. "Well, I'm sure Robin didn't want to take Terra." Cyborg smirked, "He knew you two were too attached." The hair at the back of Beast Boy's neck rose, jealousy chipping at his happy persona.

"Got that right," he mumbled under his breath. He knew things were still shaky between their leader and the newly recruited Titan. Robin still didn't let go of the microscopic grudge he still held against Terra joining Slade, no matter that years had already passed. He knew Robin gave others second chances, he was just that type of guy, but he seemed just to stick to talking and fighting small bad guys along side Terra only. Nothing beyond that point.

"And, well, Star," Cyborg continued, pressing the elevator button, "Well, she's learned a lot over the years here at the Tower but I guess she's still new. There's bound to be stake-outs concerned, questioning and double crossing at things like these. Star's too naive yet to pick up on that."

"True."

"Not saying that she's dumb or anything but, yeah. I guess that Raven's the wisest choice he could of gone with."

"What about one of us?" Both stepped into the elevator. Cyborg's face blanked.

"Want people thinkin' we're, ya know?" he cleared his throat. Beast Boy backed into the elevator's wall, in disgust.

"NA-UH! NO WAY DUDE!" he yelled, cut off by the elevator closing. Cyborg nodded, shuddering at the thought. "Nothing against dudes like that but I don't swing that way!" He suddenly paused. "Hey, why would people think we're...ya know?"

"Think of it, BB. Two guys, alone in a hotel. Having to go everywhere together. Come on, people are bound to think like that." The elevator's doors opened and the two Titans stepped out. Somewhere, Starfire and Terra's laughter rang out.

"Yeah, Robin was right picking Raven." He suddenly deflated and sighed.

"What's wrong now?"

"Dude, with Raven gone, who am I going to test my funny on?" Cyborg gave a awkward chuckle and began to walk away. "Hey! What's that laugh suppose to mean? Huh? Hey Cy? Come back here!"

Eric closed the door behind him and turned to the pitch black room. He knew someone was in here. Else, he wouldn't have sneaked into the back of the casino.

"Quit your act, already!" he yelled. The lights suddenly turned on and he was blinded for a second.

"You leave your mark?" a man asked. Eric glanced at his 'villain' suit he had made himself hanging on a rod in one corner, its black cape touching the floor.

"Yeah, they're bound to be here sooner or later."

"Excellent. Now, leave. Your part of the bargain is almost completed. Till then, you shall not have what exactly you seeked." Eric seethed and bit back the urge to walk up to the guy.

"Fine!" he snapped and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

"Fine, indeed." He lit his cigar and eagerly began to smoke it.

(just to clarify... there's two bad guys. Eric whats-his-name and the dude he just talked to. K?)

Hey guys! I am really sorry that I did not update for... months! I really am sorry. But, like I mentioned before, I type as I go. None of this was written down on a sheet of paper. I really apologize. I thank you all for your wonderful reviews. They really do help! I was ecstatic that people wanted a third chapter.

This chapter was the hardest to write, actually. The first two were sort of a given, hence the quick update of chapter two after chapter one. I knew what I wanted to do in the first two but now, I had to follow up and move to a different scene on chapter three. Sort of difficult. Oh, well. I hope you guys find this chapter satisfactory. I really hope you guys like it.

Writer's block was hell! I read the reviews and felt awful for not updating soon enough. I kept rewriting and rewriting sentences on the laptop but nothing seemed to satisfy me. Time grew into months till finally today I got something.

I think the hard part of following up to this story is semi over. Chapter four should be easier to write now.

Oh! and I realized watching over Teen Titans episodes on YouTube and last night watching a batman beyond movie did help inspire some imagination. Go figure.

Well, review if you would please. I really hope you guys haven't given up on my starting story and won't ask for chapter four. That would really dampen my mood.

IMPORTANT: The name "Eric Kripke" is a real person's name I saw at the back of one of my DVDs. I am not referring to the person in no shape or form. I'm just... really bad at making up names and identities, stuff like that so I borrowed it. Though, you have to say, that guy's last name is so cool! Mine's boring. (sigh)

REVIEW! ...please?