"Come on, Rae," chuckled Cyborg as he fought against Beastboy in yet another video game battle in the living room. "He's not that bad."

"I only said that those two still have a long way to go. They only became members yesterday," Raven folded her arms and narrowed her eyes in annoyance. "Also, I never said anything about Lance—"

"Icon!" corrected Beastboy.

"Icon," Raven gave an exasperated sigh. A thought suddenly crossed her mind. "That tenth DNA sample in the watch," she began slowly. "Did you ever get a look at it." Raven gave Cyborg a hard look.

"Yeah, I did."

"And?"

"It was perfectly contained, nothing to worry about," Cyborg responded casually, eyes still glued to the screen.

"You couldn't even detect it before, aren't you even a little worried?"

"Worried about what?"

The three Titans turned to see that Icon, the subject of interest, had just entered the room while passing by.

"We're patrolling the city tonight," said Raven without missing a beat, "And it's going to be the first time you and Terra are going to be actually working on a team."

Icon shrugged. "How bad could it be?"

Eight Hours Later…

"Little help here!" Icon was clinging for dear life to the top of a billboard. Raven came floating down from the sky to Icon's level, rolling her eyes from beneath her hood. Why did Robin have to pair her up with Icon? Probably for the sake of some team bonding exercise, some attempt to get her more used to the new recruits.

Raven held out a hand and dark energy surrounded Icon's body. She then lowered Icon from the top of the billboard to the top of a building and landed next to him. "You know the drill," sighed Raven as she conjured a dark platform beneath her feet. Icon flushed in embarrassment and took a seat upon the platform. Raven waved her hand again and the platform took off into the air.

So far, this entire patrol had been nothing but this with Icon. First, Icon would transform into an alien so that he could keep up with Raven and at the same time be battle ready if the time came. Then, Icon's watch would time out after a certain amount of time elapsed (a factor that remained quite variable). Raven would then have to retrieve Icon and arrange for him some form of transport until the watch recharged. Needless to say, the process had become quite old very quickly, and it was getting on Raven's nerves.

"Are you sure you don't want to take Cyborg's car?" Raven asked wryly. A mechanical beep answered her question.

"I-I'm okay," Icon fiddled with the watch's dial and was transformed into a giant winged insect in a flash of green light. He leapt off and started buzzing through the air along side Raven. Despite the cool soothing night air that was brushing his exoskeleton, Icon was feeling tense from Raven's ever improving mood. Perhaps a conversation could ease the conflict. "So, uh," began Icon, "How often do you find trouble this way?"

"Not too often," curtly replied Raven. "At least, that's how it's been lately. Not since we took care of some old business."

Icon raised all four of his eyestalks in interest. "Old business? Like an arch-enemy or—" Icon was cut off when two mechanical beeps filled the air. He extended a clawed hand to a belt that had been especially made to accommodate most of his alien forms. With a flick of his wrist, he flipped open his very own communicator. "Icon," answered the bug as Robin's face appeared on the screen.

"We just received a report of a break in at a museum," Robin's face minimized on the communicator screen as information began loading into the communicator. "I'm sending the coordinates to you now. We'll meet you and Raven there."

Raven, who had just pulled out her own communicator, gave an odd look at the presented information.

"What is it?" Icon's four eyestalks made missing little details difficult.

"It's just a place we haven't been to since Blorthog Day…" Raven pocketed her communicator and sped ahead, leaving a very befuddled bug.

"Blorthog day?"

XXX

Many city blocks away, a blue and white hi-tech car had parked itself in front of a museum's entrance. Cyborg, Terra, and Beastboy exited the vehicle's doors in a rush.

"You ready for this?" Beastboy asked Terra excitedly as they approached the building's doors.

"More than I'll ever be," admitted Terra. In a few seconds, Robin who had just come in on his R-cycle and Starfire who had swooped in from the night sky joined the three. The group flung the entrance doors open to come across a mess. Large chunks from the polished floors had been blasted off, exhibits had been knocked over, and relics had been smashed. Someone had clearly met and driven out the local security.

"It's been a while, Titans," sounded out a snide voice, "I should know, it's been years for me!"

Everyone turned their heads to see, standing by a pedestal displaying a small decorative clock, a goateed man adorned in gold and black armor. "It is you!" Starfire's hands palms were quickly encased in glowing emerald orbs. Standing before them was none other than Warp, the time traveling thief.

"Who is he?" asked Terra, taken aback by Starfire's aggression.

"He is the klorbag," seethed Starfire, "Who nearly brought the Rekmas upon us!"

"But I thought he wound up in diapers," mused Beastboy, "How'd he get back here?"

"So who is he again?" Terra asked again in confusion.

"Ah, yes," the man stepped forward while scratching his chin, "You received a new recruit or two around this time." He gave Terra a smirk. "I suppose could bring her up to speed and even tell you all of how I made it through my ordeal, but," Warp plucked the decorative clock from the pedestal, "Even time-travelers have to get back to business."

Robin incredulously raised his eyebrows. "You came all the way back just to try and get the clock again?"

"Oh, this? This is merely the souvenir now. I'm here for far more valuable treasures," Warp produced a dark smile as small cannons appeared from compartments in the pieces of armor on his shoulders, "One of them being revenge!"

"Titans, go!" barked Robin. All five of the assembled members scattered in different directions, dodging two streams of destructive energy.

Terra dove behind a fallen exhibit, her heart and mind racing. Whoever this Warp guy was, he was already making quite an impression. He had already made it quite clear that he was well armed and not hesitant to make use of his arsenal. Terra looked over the exhibit just in time to see Warp generate a pulse of energy from his hand to effortlessly repel an oncoming Cyborg and Beastboy. Warp quickly followed up his attack by surrounding himself with a force field that Robin and Starfire were unfortunate enough to collide with and get shocked by.

Terra tensed. How could she compete against that? But she still had to try and do something!

What was it she had learned during that one week of training in the desert? That one technique that had been the secret to overcoming even the most difficult of obstacles…Adapt. Make use of what's available. Terra swiveled her head around until a solution stood her right in the face, or more specifically she was standing right on it!

Warp deactivated his force field. "You know what Titans, you may be relics, but I have to admit it," a smirk spread across Warp's face. "You're classics!" The time traveler started to laugh, but was quickly cut short when he felt something shatter against the back of his head. Warp's pulse accelerated, if his armor had not been in place whatever it was would have at the very least have caused him serious injury. He turned around just in time to feel several more projectiles slam into his armored abdomen. Warp looked at his feet to see the shattered remains of marble floor tiles had somehow flown at him. Warp turned found himself looking back into a pair of glowing yellow eyes from across the room.

"You like classics?" Terra scowled. "Then how about some reruns?" With a massive slam of her fists, Terra dislodged enough of the floor tiles to produce a miniature tsunami. The wave of marble tiles smashed into Warp full force, scoring a direct hit and creating a large cloud of dust in the process. Terra let out a sigh of relief. The battle was over. An odd clicking sound instantly replaced any ease within her mind with dread. An unrecognizable projectile shot out from the cloud of dust and slammed into Terra with such force that she was forced into a wall. She tried moving, but quickly realized that whatever had been shot at her now had her pinned to the wall with bands of blue energy.

"For a newcomer," Warp casually strode out of the dissipating dust cloud, surprisingly unscathed, "You fight surprisingly well."

Terra tried using her power to break free, but something about the binds seemed to be restricting even that.

"Don't bother struggling," Warp said coolly, "Those energy restraints are designed to hold someone even of your capacity." Terra's eyes widened in terror as what was clearly an advanced firearm reveal itself from a compartment on his gauntlet. Warp's face twisted into a cruel smile as he pointed the weapon directly at Terra's head. "It's a shame that you will never see what you will be truly capable of—"

The time traveler suddenly lurched forward as he felt something strike the side of his head. Warp placed a hand on the side of his face to feel a viscous substance that was dripping down his neck. He quickly put his hand in front of him to see whatever the substance was green in color. Despite the mess on his armor, a smile began spreading across Warp's face.

"THE CAVALRY IS HERE!"

Warp turned around just in time to see a black and green armored body smack into him with such force that he was knocked off of his feet and sent skidding across the floor. The time traveler pushed himself back up to see a gigantic alien insect hovering in midair. Warp's eyes widened with glee. "At last it arrives," Warp's gaze was fixed on the hourglass symbol that was on the insect's forehead. "The Omnitrix…"

XXX

"The what?" Icon was floored. This had been the second time that a complete stranger had recognized the watch as something. However, this was this first time anyone had given it a name.

"The Omnitrix," repeated Warp, who now appeared to be savoring every bit of the view he had of the prize. "It is one of the most powerful devices to have ever existed. Well, technically yours is only the prototype—" Warp was cut off when he was forced to reactivate his force-field to shield himself from a grandfather-clock encased in dark energy that came hurtling towards him.

"Don't just sit there, MOVE!" Icon turned to see Raven quickly levitating more objects from around the room. Eager to please and make a good impression, Icon zoomed forward the moment Warp deactivated his force field. The time traveler was moving back on the offensive.

The cannons on Warp's shoulder pads revealed themselves again and quickly opened fire. Icon twisted his tail and swiftly flew to the side as he attempted to stay one step ahead of the heavy barrage of cannon fire. Icon retaliated by firing his own projectiles of green slime, but Warp's cannon fire kept him at an unfavorable angle for getting a clear shot. Warp only ceased firing at Icon when Raven began pelting him with various items, forcing the time-traveler to redirect his attention.

Icon decided to make use of this temporary ceasefire by buzzing towards the restrained Terra. "Whoa, he got you pretty good there…" Icon noted the energy restraints that were binding Terra. He turned a stalk-eye to where the restraints were holding Terra to the wall, seeing a number of small mechanical devices. "I think I can get this loose and—GAAGH!"

The moment Icon's clawed hand made contact with the devices a powerful shock was sent coursing through his body. Pain was stabbing at every cell in his body; he could actually see the inside of his arm as some sort of current continued to shoot through him. It was agony, it was sickening. It was strong enough to send him flying backwards at full force. Icon felt his durable exoskeleton smash into a marble surface. His senses were in complete disarray as he felt himself revert back into a human.

"What? NO!"

Icon heard a series of loud noises and then felt himself roughly seized by the wrist and pulled to his feet. His vision came back into focus enough to see Warp inspecting the watch while wearing a very angry face. "I did not spend all those years growing up again just to have this ruined!" Warp quickly began inspecting the damage. The Omnitirx did not appear to be broken but the device was emitting blue sparks. Warp came to a quick decision.

The time-traveler pressed a hand to a device on his chest, which emitted a blinding beam of light that formed an equally blinding portal. "You're coming with me!"

"Wha—N-no!" Icon weakly attempted to break free of Warp's grip, but he soon found himself being dragged through the corridor of light.