I do not own the Teen Titans. However! I do own all these guys I'm writing about. Don't take them from me! They're all I have!
Crimson looked at the screen tapping his well groomed fingertips on the keyboard as he thought. It was an odd habit of his to sit and stare and wait which is what often made him such a good escape artist, able to see every nook and cranny, every flaw. He thought and sighed for what felt like an eternity...to everyone else in the room already.
"I can't take this anymore!" Ghost shattered Crimson's thoughts. He swiveled around to face Ghost who stood up. His ivory arms crossed over one another in annoyance as his black hollow eyes narrowed. "That screen you are staring at is not just a computer. It's a TV too! It's much more interesting than watching the desktop!"
"You had the television for three hours this morning," he said.
"You're not even doing anything. You're just staring!" Ghost said bursting with irritation.
"It is arguable that you would be doing the exact same thing had you been watching television," Crimson pointed out. Ghost exhaled exasperating loudly. Crimson swivled back around and began to pull up meaningless windows to make himself look and feel busy, though in truth he was just as bored. There was no crime to rid the world of. No natural disasters which his team could demonstrate his talents. He was starting to get restless.
Adriana, the blue girl who had been reading at the couch turned the page of her romance novel.
"Leave him alone," she muttered. Ghost was about to say something when he realized there was something much more annoying that he could do. He walked over to her side of the couch. Adriana paused and looked over her shoulder. She glared at him and continued reading. The embodiment of a soul grinned knowing his work was being accomplished.
"And as Raul wiped the blood of the treacherous Paris, he took Jennifer roughly into his arms and crushed his mouth against her in a passionate..."
"Stop reading over my shoulder!" Adriana said slamming her book closed. She growled out loud. "Look what you did! You made me lose my page!" Ghost laughed.
"I didn't make you do anything," he said. Adriana stared at him, her crystal eyes gleaming with fire. Ghost didn't heed her her warning locking her in a gaze. Ghost inched closer to her, raised his arm, and..."Flick."
Flicked her in between the eyes.
"I'm going to kill you!" Adriana shouted tossing her book aside. Ghost laughed and ran away with Adriana hot on his tail. Crimson on the other hand had finished eavesdropping on the conversation. He tapped his chin in thought, shaking his head as he heard something valuable, somewhere in the depths of Adriana's room shatter on impact. Crimson sighed again, not knowing what he was waiting for to pop up on the screen, but he was waiting for something. After all, today was his...
"Evening Crimson," said a voice as a webcam popped up. The voice was sing-song, exactly opposite of Red. An attractive teenager was in the screen with green eyes and long black hair. She was almost too alike to Red in the picture. Crimson narrowed his eyes, which then widened suddenly in realization.
"Em?" he said. She smiled a soft smile. Crimson's look of instant gratification dissipated just as quickly as it'd came into a disappointed frown. "How did you hack into our communications?" The girl known as Em smirked in a grin that was identical to one of Crimson's.
"Magic," she said. Crimson rolled his eyes. "Don't worry. Mom can't see us. The entire Agency has conveniently fallen asleep. No one's watch this conversation."
"What do you want?" Crimson asked.
"Oh come now, brother. We're twins. Don't pretend like you've forgotten my birthday," she said.
"You pick now of all days to show yourself?" Crimson growled, his voice low so that the others might not hear him. Em cocked her head in mock pout.
"Did I upset you, little brother?" she asked. She leaned forward folding her arms on the desk. "Maybe I was interrupting something? A date with a girl? Dinner with Mother?" There was a pause. "Maybe trying to get a handle on your new team?"
"I AM GOING TO GIVE YOUR SUPERHERO NAME NEW MEANING, YOU LITTLE TWIT!" Adriana swore. Crimson's cheeks darkened with embarrassment as behind him he knew Adriana's blue hands were around Ghost's throat trying desperately to destroy the pest. They staggered across the room and phased into the next wall. Em watched all this from behind him and cocked an eyebrow.
"Looks like you're doing a splendid job," she mocked. Crimson wasn't going to argue.
"Was there some reason you decided to grace me with your presence?" he asked.
"It's our birthday," Em said. Crimson looked away as she mentioned this, knowing she was right and upset for the same reason. "I want to have a civilized lunch. Father..."
Crimson glanced up at the screen at his sister at the mentioning of this. Her mocking green eyes softened. She turned her head as if looking to make sure no one was overhearing in the room. "Father will not like it, but I miss you Crims. We're family."
"Mother would not like it either," Crimson said. He thought about this and somehow it seemed much more intriguing knowing that fact. He picked up his eyes again. "I know you're playing Father's side. Him and his lunatic ideals. How do I know this is not a trap?" Em shrugged.
"You don't. But I understand if don't want to meet. Mother would be awful disappointed if you went behind her back to fraternize with the enemy. I know how you so dislike disobeying her," she said almost purring. That was a challenge. Crimson would never listen to his Mother. Not if she was telling him not to jump off a cliff.
"I'll meet you at the diner on the corner of fourth and Crossglade," he said. "And I must insist you come alone."
"As will I," Em said. Crimson turned off the screen and turned around to see Adriana leave her bedroom spinning around wildly in search for her invisible prey. She looked at Crimson noticing he was out of that chair for the first time since the night before. Her face was dark blue with rage.
"Where's that pest? I've got to throttle the life out of him," Adriana said. Crimson was going to say something urging her to calm down and respect her teammates, but he couldn't. Adriana watched as Crimson passed up the oppurtunity for a smart-ass comment and left silently to his room. She relaxed a moment, instantly knowing something was wrong.
Adriana felt her senses were dead on. If there was something wrong with the leader, there was something wrong with the team. And the team was shakey enough as it is.
Suddenly the door across the room opened. Ghost reappeared beside her.
"Aren't you going to chase me?" Ghost whined. Adriana couldn't help but stare at Crimson's closed bedroom door.
"Maybe later. I'm busy," Adriana said losing all the rage in her tone. Ghost's shoulders drooped with disappointment.
"Aw," he griped. His eyes shifted toward Hammer who was crossing the room toward the kitchen. Ghost spread a new mischevious grin and floated after him. As Hammer and Ghost started to shout at one another from the other room, Adriana walked over to Crimson's room. She knocked on the door.
"Crimson?" she called after him. "Crimson, can we talk?" She pressed her ear to the door and listened as she heard the shuffling inside.
"Mickey's Diner," Crimson programmed his destination into his phone for directions. Mickey's Diner? The phone responded.
"Turn left onto Maiden St," the phone's electronic voice directed. She heard feet walking toward the door. Adriana stepped back and looked for something to do to make it seem as though she weren't snooping. Adriana jumped backwards at the couch and tore off one of the cushions. The door opened. Adriana and Crimson locked gazes. Crimson's was more of a suspicious nature.
"You know where the remote is?" she asked hesitantly. Crimson pointed to the table top. Adriana nodded. "Oh, I see it. Thanks!" He nodded silently and started to climb the ladder to the surface of the city. Adriana narrowed her eyes as he shut the hatch behing him. As cofounder of this team she wasn't going to let suspicions tear them apart. Especially when it lied with someone as important as their fearless leader.
"See you later, guys," Adriana called after giving Crimson a moment to walk out of sight so that she could tail him. Hammer poked his head out of the kitchen with a half of a sandwhich in his mouth. Then suddenly Ghost appeared beside him.
"Where you going?" Ghost asked Adriana from the kitchen.
"AHHHH!" Hammer shouted jumping at least a foot in the air. "Ghost! How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to hear you sing Pretty Woman," Ghost chuckled. Their own dispute was on. Adriana left Hammer to his attempts of homicide while she went to go to Mickey's Diner. She was somewhat thankful for the Ghost's constant urge to annoy as it served as a great distraction while she went to go uncover some of Crimson's secrets.
My cliffhangers never leave you hanging for very long. I shall write more.