"You shall not be victorious today Titans," declared an overweight man dressed in a trench coat. "Today, victory shall go to Control Freak!" He swung a remote control as if it were a sword. Control Freak was making his stand at an electronics store using the power of his remote control to mobilize his own private army of electronic devices. The couch potato looked around the battlefield triumphantly.

From what he could currently make out Robin and Cyborg were being held off by a number of widescreen televisions, Raven and Starfire were trying not to get pelted by the DVD discs that were being fired at them by various DVD players, and Beastboy and Terra were attempting to break through the vast legions of cell phones. All was going well so far.

Feeling confident that his success was inevitable, Control Freak confidently gave his remote control another swing. "Resistance is futile," he declared overdramatically. "For he who controls the remote—" Control Freak was cut short when he felt a strong wind blow by him. He looked at his hand in shock for the remote had seemingly vanished before his eyes into thin air.

"Controls nothing now!" exclaimed a dry voice. Control Freak turned his head just in time to see a blue alien dinosaur hold the remote control triumphantly above his head and smash it into the ground.

"NOOOOOO!" Control Freak clutched both sides of his head and fell to his knees as his army of electronics ceased to function.

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"We rock!" declared Beastboy as everyone entered the tower's common room.

"Titans: 5, Bad guys: 0!" Cyborg fully agreed with Beastboy.

Icon stretched his arms over his head. Yes, it had been a productive day. As Cyborg had stated, the team had been successful against criminals on five different occasions. First, there had been a wacky magician named Mumbo Jumbo who had been robbing a bank. Then, a giant golem called Cinderblock had been caught wrecking a construction site. Later, the team dealt with the freakish Puppet King who had been looting a toy store for bizarre reasons. Afterwards, the team was forced to deal with a destructive computer chip known as Overload. Of course, there had also been Control Freak.

Icon made his way to his room. As he opened the door, he was barely able to recognize it as the former storage room it had once been. There was now an actual bed as well as other pieces of furniture. Sure it was still being set up, but it was still his room nonetheless. Icon flopped down onto the bed. A productive day was also a tiring one. His muscles were sore from today's strenuous exercise.

He gazed at the wall on the other side of his room to see a board that was normally used for posting messages. Pinned to the board were various sketches and drawings. His sketches and drawings. In resuming a more sedentary lifestyle, Icon had enough spare time to allow him to once again have a hobby or two. So far, Icon had been mainly drawing the alien forms of the Omnitrix. Not that anyone could blame him, the Omnitrix was an interesting device.

Icon shifted his hands to behind his head. Despite everything, there was one thing that kept reoccurring in his thoughts, the mystery spy, that unknown assailant who had been tracking Icon and Terra in the desert, the master of those androids. Professor Paradox had been so dark when the subject had been brought up. Was this unknown person really that dangerous?

Icon sighed to himself, he had only just learned that the identity of his first tormentor was an intergalactic warlord and now he had a new threat to worry about. Well, no use fretting about it now. Besides, Paradox said that Icon would be able to learn more about this enemy in due time. Icon pushed himself up from the bed and walked to his room's writing desk. From there he picked up a notebook and a pencil. Icon then exited his room to where the common room was.

"All right! Back in the game!" boomed Cyborg's voice.

"No-you're-NOT!" retorted Beastboy. The two members were currently engaged in yet another computerized battle. Icon set himself down on one of the couches as he flipped open his notebook.

"I've got! I've got it! I've got it!" cheered Beastboy as he began turning the tide against Cyborg. Icon cracked a little smile before starting on his next drawing. There was just something about doing a sketch or two while someone was around like this. Just doing whatever made you feel relaxed while being with others who were doing the same. It just made Icon feel…happy.

With a light stroke of his pencil Icon made half an oval on his present sheet of paper. He then continued from one side of the incomplete oval until he met the other side so that he had a body that vaguely resembled a tadpole. Icon proceeded to draw a spindly arm and hand on each side of the body. Now, all he had to do was add a single eye at the center of the oval half and all that would be left would be to add some details…

"What's that?"

Icon turned his head to see Raven sitting only a foot away from him. How had he not noticed her?

"This? Just another alien," shrugged Icon. After living under the same roof with the Titans Icon had become accustomed to all of the residents, even Raven. Experience had now taught him that her bark was worse than her bite, usually…

"Really? I've never seen that one before," Raven peered closer, her eyebrows furrowed. Why hadn't she seen it before? Come to think about it, she hadn't even seen it when the Omnitrix's alien forms were first being examined. Her eyes widened as a thought hit her like a million bricks. This was the previously unknown tenth form.

"Guess I haven't been using it lately," shrugged Icon. He resumed adding details to his drawing.

"Because?" questioned Raven. Much to her annoyance, Icon merely shrugged. A certain teammate had just unwittingly returned to square one on the long path that led to gaining Raven's approval. Not that anything she held against him at the moment was too personal; Icon had been proving himself as both a capable member and a tolerable housemate. It was just that vibe she had received from the Omnitrix. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't shake this feeling of unease. There had only been one other thing that could make her feel this way…

Raven would have further pressed the matter if the alarm had not gone off.

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Icon zoomed as a blue blur through the streets, sharply swerving past the corners as his mind raced with the mission at hand. As luck would have it, two major robberies were simultaneously taking place at different locations across the city. The Titans had split into two groups to deal with the problem. Four Titans would go one way while three Titans would go the other way.

The robbery Icon was assigned to deal with was taking place at a gem exhibition. Icon succeeded in being the first one to arrive apart from Starfire on the account of the kineceleran form.

"Alright," Icon burst through the double doors leading into the complex, eager for action as he always was whenever he was a blue saurian. "Drop the goods and—GYEAOW!" Icon felt himself go blind as his eyes stung with intense pain that sent him tumbling into a number of podiums.

"Icon!" shouted Starfire who had just been on her teammate's tail.

"It seems that even he's not faster than the speed of light…"

Starfire had just enough time to turn her head from the podiums to be sent reeling back by a white flash that struck her squarely in the face.

"And neither are you," said the culprit as he flexed a large bulb-like device attached to his arm. Dressed in a black and silver hi-tech suit was a middle-aged man who was sporting a black goatee. This was Dr. Light.

He was just about to return to pilfering whatever gems he could carry when a dark portal opened on the floor, allowing Raven to slowly rise in front of him. Dr. Light's face slackened as he actually swallowed. The criminal remembered this particular opponent all to well from a previous encounter.

"You're not still afraid of the dark, are you?" smirked Raven as she readied herself. Light scowled as he took a few steps backwards. It wasn't until he saw that his personal pride was at stake that he decided to make a stand. Summoning every bit of his miniscule amount of courage, Dr. Light engaged the bulbous devices on arms and fired two blasts of white light. Raven had already levitated a few of the larger podium's to counter Dr. Light's attack. The podiums burst into pieces as they made contact with the destructive beams of energy. The moment the debris cleared, both Raven and Light moved in. Raven wasted no time in gathering a handful of dark energy, which she then manipulated into a whip-like mass. After fighting Dr. Light once before, she had learned to not leave him any opening for a counterstrike.

Dr. Light was smacked across the side of his face and sent sprawling. The man quickly scrambled to his feet as he attempted to grab a device from his belt. Dr. Light had only just wrapped his fingers around a metallic sphere when he felt dark energy clamp the heels of his feet together and swing him around like a hammer throw. Light felt the device leave his fingers as his back smashed into a large display case, sending many of the formerly contained gems into the air.

Raven sped forward in the air as she prepared to finish the fight. "Lights out—AAAHHH!" Raven's smirk twisted in agony as the device that Dr. Light had lost a hold of exploded in a bright flash just as the gems that had been sent flying from the display case. The light had intensified as it reflected off of the multitude of gems, completely blinding and disorienting the sorceress. Raven fell to the ground as Dr. Light got back on his feet.

A large grin spread across Light's face as he realized how his stroke of luck had changed the tide of the battle. He smugly strode towards his fallen opponent who was still clutching her eyes in pain.

"Well, well, how the mighty have fallen," Dr. Light's lip curled in a sneer. "And to think, I used to be afraid of you!" He delivered a cruel kick to Raven's side. "I, Dr. Light, was actually afraid of the dark!"Dr. Light gave another kick that actually sent his victim rolling.

Raven tried to get push herself back up, but opening her eyes even a millimeter was enough to sicken her. "You actually made me doubt the might of LIGHT!" Raven felt another sharp kick dig into her side.

Dr. Light was almost half in mind to go into a jig. His opponent was completely at his mercy, but even good things had to come to an end. Dr. Light reactivated one of the bulbous devices and took careful aim, savoring every moment. "Oh, and any last words?" Dr. Light's smirk deepened even further. "Maybe a few of those magic words would be of use right now…" He chuckled to himself, but his laughter died when he felt something tap his shoulder. Dr. Light turned his head just in time for a fist to smash into his face. Light actually skidded across the floor before coming to a stop. He sat himself up and quickly turned his head to identify his attacker. Oddly enough, there was no one there. Sure there was Starfire who had suffered a direct blow from one of his attacks, but she was still incapacitated. But what of the one who had taken one of his less severe blows…? Light had only used a flare on him, not one of the beams from his cannons. Dr. Light approached the place where he had seen Icon crash to see if his suspicions could be confirmed. He rummaged through the fallen podiums. Much to Dr. Light's horror, there was nothing. Dr. Light quickly engaged the bulbous devices on his arms. "Come out of hiding," he growled while pointing. "I know you're here somewhere!"

"If you insist…" called out an eerie voice. Goosebumps actually began breaking out across Dr. Light's skin as he turned to see a cloud of protoplasm condensing to form the body of a ghoulish creature. It largely resembled a twisted version of a classic ghost. Its skin was bleach white, it had spindly arms, and at the center of its head was a single light red eye. "Boo!" Icon jerked forward at Dr. Light, causing the man to jump. Panicking, Dr. Light attempted to club Icon using one of the bulbous devices on his arms. The device merely passed through Icon like smoke as the protoplasm body began to dissipate. Soon, Icon was completely invisible to the naked eye. "Now you see me, now you don't…"

Dr. Light swallowed nervously as he tried to maintain a defiant expression. He took a few steps backwards, swiveling his head about. Where had his opponent vanished to? His question was quickly answered when he felt something knock him in the back of the joint of his leg, sending him tumbling. An impish laugh pierced the air. Dr. Light flushed in humiliation as he pushed himself back up.

"Amusing, am I?" he snarled. No sooner had Dr. Light uttered the words when he stepped and slipped on a pile of gems that had somehow scattered in his direction. "So that's your game is it?" grunted Dr. Light as he pushed himself up a second time. "You prefer to hide, rather than face me…" His mind had just formed a new idea. Perhaps he could lure this opponent out of hiding. The corners of Dr. Light's mouth twitched. "Are you afraid to face the might of LIGHT?"

A pale body of protoplasm condensed itself in front of Dr. Light. "Not really," admitted Icon. "But…" Icon clutched a fold of skin on the front of his chest. "Are you afraid of THIS?" Icon pulled the layer of skin back. Dr. Light's stomach instantly churned when a barrage of revolting tentacles erupted from between the folds of skin, flailing before him. Dr. Light's face became as white as a sheet before he fainted onto the floor in a heap.

"Huh," Icon scratched his head. "Guess I over did it a little…"

"Actually, he's just pathetic," said a familiar monotone voice.

Icon turned his head to see that Raven was picking herself back up. Her vision had returned, though she was rubbing the side of her head to soothe a throbbing headache. "But, yeah, you got him." Raven stared at Dr. Light's graceless form. The sorceress dizzily got to her feet and began observing the ghostly figure before her. "Looks like I finally got to see that alien…"

Not too far away, Starfire was simply watching the scene. The Tamaranean had actually revived when Icon had been acting as a poltergeist, but had decided that no action was necessary on her part upon seeing Dr. Light's humiliation. Furthermore, it was quite pleasant to simply watch Raven giving a small smile to an alien phantom.