Johny's POV
So here I am in some creepy guys basement carrying an unconscious preteen girl with a metal jumpsuit on. I don't know how but, I've had weirder days. This elevator I'm riding in is a bit freaky though, I hate elevators, and I hate being underground, I'm weaker since there isn't as much air to use, luckily I have Kybuu to back me up if anything really bad happens. Speaking of...
Johny: So little ol' wind spirit of mine what do you have to say about all this.
Kybuu: I have a bad feeling.
Johny: Is that all.
Kybuu: If I had anything else to say I would've said it.
He isn't wrong though, this place gives me the creeps. All these giant looming weapons and god damnit can't this elevator move any faster!?
(The elevator stops moving and it is pitch black)
Johny: What's happening?
Kybuu: I don't know
Johny: Uh...hello? Weird phone guy!? Anyone he-
(Suddenly all the lights turn on and Slade's Head quarter's is visible in all it's twisted glory)
Johny: That is a very big t.v. screen.
(Johny is referring to a giant monitor showing the titans in various battles)
Johny: Who are those kids?
?: That is your job.
(Slade walks out of the shadows.)
Johny: Oh how cute your mask matches that girls phone thing. Speaking of where do you want her, luckily she is still breathing but she may need medical attention.
(Two small robots with a stretcher show up in front of Johny)
Slade: Give her to them, they will take care of her.
(Johny does so)
Johny: So, what do you mean (In Slade-like voice) "That is my job."
Slade: They are the teen titans and-
Johny: Wait, real titans!?
Slade: Yes they are the real titans.
Johny: Say no more, how much are you giving me?
Slade: I will pay for all of your expenses and after your job is completed you will be awarded several billion.
Johny: Alright.
Kybuu: Kid, I don't think he's talking about the same titans you are.
Johny: What other titans could he possibly be talking about.
Kybuu: I don't know, what I do know is that I'm not helping you on this one, you're on your own.
Johny: Fine! Forget you I can do this all by my-
Slade: Who are you talking too.
Johny: Ugh...No one.
Slade: You're crazy.
Johny: That's arguable.
Slade: Crazy is unpredictable, you'll be perfect. So what expenses do you require.
Johny: How bout a pair of armored, yet stylishly black, fingerless gloves?
Slade: Is that all?
Johny: Oh goodness me I forgot to ask for a delicious pulled pork sandwich.
Slade: I'm sorry... What?
Johny: Ok it doesn't have to be delicious but, yea that is all I want, I'll be back for that billion later.
Slade: Perfect, so how would you like to be my loyal apprentice?
Johny: Do you offer this to every neutral teen with powers?
Slade: Well, only the ones with the most promising powers.
Johny: How's that worked out for you so far?
Slade: Not very well.
Johny: I figured. When can you get me those gloves.
Slade: I have a pair in my armory but they aren't fingerless.
Johny: That's fine, I'll just cut the fingers off.
Slade: What is your name warrior.
Johny: Johny, and you are...?
Slade: Mr. Wilson. So are you prepared.
Johny: Yup, just head for the giant T right?