Three jobs in one day. No, it was three jobs in one night. It was an impossible feat for a grown, fully-trained thief for hire. Still, this teenage girl was going to perform all three tonight, no matter what. Everything was perfectly timed. Every move was planned, and all the preparations had been made. Now she just needed to not screw up.

The girl's injuries weren't anything to worry about right now, even though she was still a little stiff and sore. It was thanks to an ability that she knew. Often, Jan tried to avoid using this ability because of how tired it left her afterwards. As things stood, Jan had gone to sleep right after she had cleaned up, dyed her hair, and planned out the events for the next evening. She had not woken up until an hour before she was supposed to get to work. It was a good thing, too. If she hadn't slept a full eighteen hours, Jan would not have the energy she had right now, however incomplete.

Her first job was in the building of a large corporate company. There was an item there that was still in its testing stages, but the buyer wanted it before it was completed. He said things would be easier that way. Jan no longer wondered whom for.

It wasn't the roof that she broke into this time. Instead, the thief used a conduit that came over from a neighboring building. After making it into the building, she slipped from corridor to corridor, maneuvering herself towards her goal while she stuck to the shadows and avoided all suspicion from the cops. Cameras were easy to avoid, since almost all of them moved. Timing was crucial, though, and she couldn't miss a single beat.

A small device was thrown at the last camera, which was fixed at a position that would see any oncoming intruders. It was just outside of the door to the item Jan wanted to steal. Good placement, bad luck; the camera fried the second the small, disk-like device landed.

The girl approached the door, pulling out a device from the coat she was wearing this time around. She plugged it in and commenced hacking. With a soft whirring of gears, the giant door parted and allowed the thief to enter. She withdrew her device and entered. The door closed behind her.

On the walls of this bright room were several cases. All of them were glass and displayed technology in the making. The girl paced around the edge of the wall, looking at the stuff on display. Finally, she came to the center of the room. The object in question looked somewhat like a pyramid. What seemed to be separating every 'brick' on this thing was a small, pulsating, blue light. The Pyramid itself was silver.

Jan examined the casing and all its components. She raised a device on her wrist, and a fine mist sprayed out, revealing red lasers. A tap on her wrist revealed the time, the metal casing on her large bracelets pulling back to reveal a clock. The girl wasn't sure if she would have time to spend on this. Her opportune time for the next job might pass by if she spent another fifteen minutes here, playing Red Light, Green Light with the security system. The casing closed up again.

With a swift movement, Jan broke the glass that encased the target. Red emergency lights blinking, she grabbed the pyramid, put it into a bag on the inside of her coat, and turned to proceed out the door. She tapped on the keypad that controlled the door's mechanics. Usually, her hacking would have worked, but the emergency alarm apparently didn't allow anyone in or out of any restricted areas. The doors finally hissed open when the girl crushed the controls.

Escape wasn't exactly the same as entering. Jump City's police rushed to confront the thief, their guns raised. As if that would do anything to her. The girl avoided their gunfire and knocked them out. At least, that was until about twenty rounded the corner and all charged at her. She was forced to run, maneuvering quickly from hallway to hallway and circling the crowd on themselves so that when they all tried to join up at a small corridor, they all ran into each other and got tangled.

An open window in an empty office saved the thief. She jumped out without a second thought, landing with a bit of hesitation. Her legs weren't fully healed yet, so even just the bottom two stories of a building became a bit of a chore to jump down from.

Knowing eyes would soon be upon her, Jan began running down the road. She maneuvered her way quietly from the building, losing the police with speed and eventually making it to an alleyway.

Tonight, this wasn't just an alleyway. It was a very special place to Jan because it was specific to her thievery. There was a homeless-looking man sitting at the side of the alley, gazing off into the distance. Jan stopped beside him, tearing off the coat and throwing it at him. He looked up at her, surprised. Then he seemed to understand as the thief reached for a bag that had been cleverly hidden under a pile of trash. With a quick strapping on of several belts, buckles, and a new mask from the bag, Jan looked like a completely different criminal. And then she was gone from the alleyway, expertly disappearing.

Crap. Jan hadn't known that they would have these security precautions here. Likely, the people who hired her were enemies of Graham's business and wanted to make her look bad, thus the addition of an unknown security precaution. Or not; who knew? The problem was still the same. Jan had a limited time to get things done and move onto the next job, and she needed to scramble her last plan for this building and forge a new one on the spot.

She was in a secluded room in the building with security screens, cameras being streamed live, and information on things like heat and pressure in the building. It was a nice room, but was generally only used when someone needed eyes to be on everything. As it was, this sleek, black room was completely empty. The guards were at the front door, oblivious to the intruder.

Jan tapped the screen in front of her a few times, and examined what would happen if she moved things around. A lot of actions required passwords, without which the alarms would be set off. This was certainly a difficult position. The girl sighed and glanced around the room, trying to see if there was anything she missed. She spotted a thick power conduit, which supplied main power to the building. After looking around, she found the emergency power line as well. Well, it might work.

Protection around the wires was thick and difficult to cut through. Jan grew impatient. She heated up the edges of the two blades she had with her explosives, and then sliced through both clusters of wires.

The girl was plunged into darkness. No problem. She had a special little button on her mask that she had been planning to use later on, but now it helped her see in the dark. She maneuvered her way out of the all-powerful room and walked up a couple of stories to the room she was truly looking for.

The room was sleek and black, just like the control room below. However, this room seemed entirely empty. The person who hired Jan to perform this job told her he did not want the main event, which was displayed on a cliché podium in the center of the room, but one of the things in the boxes on the sides. As Jan walked in, she saw no boxes, even with her night vision. Only four walls and the podium were apparent.

"Damn it." She growled, feeling the voice synthesizer make her sound huskier. "Just another setback they forgot to mention."

Gloved fingers dragged along the walls lightly and with paranoia. If she left a single hair behind, she would be found. Well, her files could be brought up, at least. The police had no hope of truly finding her and tracing her path over five years of nomadic living.

Nothing. There wasn't a single clue hidden among the feel or the greenish look of the walls. Frustration built up slowly, and Jan became increasingly aware of her dwindling time. If she missed even one job, Graham would be through, and so would she.

"Boxes on the sides…" Jan repeated the words quietly to herself. She tilted her head at the wall that was left of the door. Fingers tapped on the tiles for a couple of moments, and then Jan placed her palm against the tiles. There was silence as she concentrated on the tiles. She was trying to sense a difference in sound, in density, in energy, in vibration- anything her senses could possibly pick up. The girl got what she was looking for, though she couldn't repeat exactly what it was later on.

Suddenly, Jan was filled with quick motions. She took off the dense front part of her mask and twitched away stray hairs irritably. There was a wire in the base of the mask, and she found a plug-in on a dead screen that was next to the door. The mask gave the screen power, and then diverted power from there to the room. Jan didn't have much time to use this little trick, so she searched fervently for the item she was looking for. Finding it, she opened the box remotely. It hissed open, four tiles extending to reveal a box that was literally in the wall. Jan unhooked the mask, put it back on, and retrieved the item from the box.

Just as she was turning from the box, the lights flickered on dimly. Jan wondered how power had been supplied to the building, but stopped worrying about it when the red lights started flashing and the box closed. They knew she was there, and they would likely be sending forces.

Not that this mattered to Jan. She had a talent- perhaps it was more like a hobby or interest- of finding interesting little facts about the buildings she robbed. In this case, it was weak flooring and an air system. The girl rushed out of the room, turned left, and continued until she found a closet. She dove into the closet and stomped her foot, hard, on the ground. It gave way, and then Jan was skidding with her heels down a very steep air shaft.

The small area leveled out, and then sharply turned down. But Jan used her speed to fly off the edge of the slope and crash through an opening in the vent. She rolled along the ground and looked up to spot vague images of the Titans. So they had come. But Jan didn't have the time to wait for or entertain them, so she turned the other way and ran when the Titan's voices suggested they had heard her exit from the air shaft. Another window and a large trash can were conveniently placed, so Jan waited there until she was sure the Titans were preoccupied with the inside of the building.

After leaping from the trash can, Jan sprinted to another street. She used high ground when she could, but tried not to draw more attention to herself, now that the Titans were out and about. Robin went absolutely nuts when he couldn't beat something or someone, and Jan really just was not interested in having him focused on her.

Oh, God, her legs hurt like hell. Not only had they taken a huge beating from Slade, but they were not fully healed yet. Jumping from the second story window twice and sliding down an air shaft had not helped. Jan almost tripped once or twice, but kept her footing. She only had one more job to do, and then the night was done, ended, closed, shut down.

The next pit stop was a closed-down restaurant. It looked old and like no one had ever eaten or worked there since it's opening, with cob webs covering every surface they could spread to and broken windows letting in a breeze. Jan went in the back and was immediately greeted with a gun barrel. She didn't pause for it, instead unhitching her buckles immediately and tearing off her mask so she could breath.

"I'll need the three small felt bags and the duffel bag with my stuff in it."

"What're you talking about?"

Jan stood to look at the elderly man. He was glaring suspiciously at her, finger on the trigger.

"I am the underground thief with many faces. I've come to collect my stuff so that you can get paid. Now where the hell is my stuff?"

She acted impatient and self-centered. No one took you seriously with this kind of thing unless you frowned, focused on what you wanted, and didn't take 'no' for an answer. The man's gun dipped for a second, and then he put down the shotgun and shuffled moodily to the back of the run-down place. Jan shook her head while she put everything in the appropriate places. Why would they make an old man be the person to take care of this?

A girl who was maybe her twenties came into view next, smiling the sort of business smile you saw on politicians or businessmen. It never extended to her eyes, but her body language was non-threatening and submissive. Jan paid her little attention as she was handed the duffel bag. She stuffed her second costume into the duffel bag, noticing her first was in there, and grabbed the three smaller bags.

"I'm so sorry for my grandfather. He's a little paranoid, so he tends to put a gun in trespasser's faces."

"Nobody lives here and you two aren't related." Jan said, stuffing the first two things she had stolen into their own bags. The girl saved the third one, which looked like it was made of a more special fabric, for the last item of the night.

"H-how did you know?" The woman started, surprised. A look in her eyes suggested she was considering whether or not Jan was an enemy now.

In response, the thief put her finger behind one of her ears and bent the top forward, letting it go quickly before tapping the tip of her finger to her nose. The woman didn't seem to understand, but Jan didn't care. She was focused on the task ahead. Before she left the building, however, she paused to look at the indecisive female before her.

"Oh, right. You're a check point because I need to tell you. The three man show- you, your 'grandfather', and your 'son'- have worked in other places, but here it'll get you killed. You're all from a small town, so I can see how you wouldn't understand city life. You try thieving or killing here with your group and it'll be game over real quick."

Jan turned and headed for the back door. The woman behind her took a step forward, sounding angry.

"How could you say that when you started out just the same?"

Jan stopped and laughed briefly. So they had done their homework, just like she had.

"Yeah, I used to be you. But I started out small, didn't I? I didn't jump from the boonies to a god damn metropolis."

She was out of time, so Jan left an angry woman and two men who were huddled in the shadows. They may stay, they may not. There was really no difference in Jan's mind. But if they stayed, it would be a miracle if they didn't die. The Titans couldn't save everyone.

This was the last place. If the Titans had caught wind of anything substantial- they might have, since the spies tipped off competitors to my apparent weakness- they would be there. Therefore, this would be the most dangerous job of the night. Jan's entire method had been to hit things quickly, get the job done, and get out before any real strength came to preoccupy her. Now that the Titans were involved, Jan had to be ready for confrontation.

Strangely, Jan's mind wasn't the most interested on whether or not the Titans would overwhelm her. She was the most worried about what could happen after she was caught. The thief took pride in several promises of hers, a couple of which being that the person who hired her would have total anonymity and that she would personally deliver the prize to wherever or whoever she was told. Right now, Jan had three things to deliver, and each to different places, people, and times. The problem was that if Jan was caught with these three items and the Titans made a connection with any one of them, the entire underground system, not to mention all of Jan's customers, could collapse. The biggest problem with having more than one job a night- much less a week- was that the chance of someone connecting one of Jan's identities to all of them was higher. She wouldn't let that happen. She couldn't.

Starfire looked at Robin, worrying that his frown and furrowed brow might become permanent. There were already two thieveries this night- right after their conversation about the disconnected thieves, interestingly enough. Robin seemed to be very upset about it as he stared at the empty box that was sticking out of an otherwise smooth, black wall.

"I talked to the guards, and they didn't know anyone was here until after the reserve power turned on." Beastboy said after flying into the room and morphing back to his human self.

"Sounds familiar. The last place was like that, too." Robin frowned as he turned to view his teammates. "Cyborg, you got anything?"

"I don't get how she knew this was here." Cyborg admitted, tapping at the buttons on his right arm. "This was a state-of-the art defense system. Nobody but a select few staff members knew there were boxes in the walls, much less the codes to each one."

"Raven?" Now the leader's eyes turned to the cloaked one, who was floating a few inches above the ground.

"I don't sense any magic around here." She confirmed.

"Alright."

The four others followed Robin as he exited the room. They walked steadily down the hallways, making their way downstairs. Starfire was about to question what they should do next when Robin spoke up again.

"There might be another thievery tonight. Cyborg, check every possible point where the thief would hit. We'll split up and confront them."

"The thief?" Beastboy asked.

"So we're assuming it's just one?" Cyborg clarified, already tapping away at his arm again.

"That seems to be the only logical explanation. Something bigger would just be a waste of resources."

There was some silence as the group kept walking or, in some cases, flying. Cyborg's arm made small beeps for a little while longer before he spoke up as well.

"Alright, I've checked the city over, and there are three most likely places that are connected to these robberies. I don't know if I should be looking for any connection, but these are our best choices."

The group paused so they could look at the holographic image hovering above the cybernetic arm.

"Alright." Robin said. "Let's move!"

Though no specific orders were given, the Titans moved into their groups, splitting off instinctually to reach their destinations as soon as possible. Robin was alone, heading for where the center dot marked. He left Raven and Beastboy to go right, and Cyborg and Starfire to head left. Again, the question arose in his mind, whether Slade had anything to do with it. But perhaps that was just his obsession talking again.

Quietly, Jan watched the room in which some thermal device was held. It was large, with technology on every wall. Was everything she robbed like this, or just the really rich corporations? Or perhaps this counted as robbing a house? After all, the owner of this interesting device had his business integrated into his estate. It was a curious choice that Jan disagreed with heartily, but her buyers were not objective.

Another couple of moments confirmed to Jan that no one was in the room. A couple of Jump City police were stationed outside the room, but that was no problem, since she had the whole estate's power supply hooked up to an interesting device that would sabotage everything for a good five minutes. At least this time she knew her time limit.

A remote was held up in front of her, and she tapped the screen with all the deftness of someone who typed regularly. The lights flickered and then went off, and Jan kicked out the grate before jumping into the room. She adjusted her cape, looking around once more before approaching the item in the center. The light around it had stayed on, like some eerie omen. And just as the girl extended her hand for the last catch of the day, a staff swooped through the air, forcing her to pull back sharply.

Robin was quick to move in between the thief and the item they were after. He held up his staff threateningly, daring her to move in closer. She backed up a little bit, showing her distrust of him and acknowledging him as a skilled opponent.

"We've got you now."

"Now?" grated the girl's voice, dropped low and acquiring the tones of a robot. "You make it sound as if we've met before."

"Don't joke with me." The boy growled.

"As you wish." She said obligingly. "Then let's move onto a more serious subject, shall we?"

She jumped forward, and then back again to avoid the staff. Just as quickly, she jumped up into the air, landing behind Robin, who tried to move away, but got grabbed by his opponent. Then the girl pulled the boy in, restraining him in what was almost a tight hug.

"You're going to feel this." She whispered next to his ear, the voice changing device unable to register her tones, and therefore failing to disguise her.

Then there was a sharp discharge of energy from the suit, and Robin shouted as the electricity attacked him. Jan dropped the boy and turned back to the item for which she had come for. Placing it in the last pouch on her belt, she sighed sadly.

"Disappointing."

Shieb: Why have I finished this? Because no one reviewed, but four people have added this to their favorite stories. I must be doing something right here, and my stories being favorited gives a clear sign- write more. I'm glad you people like this story, though I would enjoy it ever so much more if you told me why. *nudge nudge* *hint hint* R&R