Chapter 9: Animals Night Out
Predator groaned as he slowly awoke from his unconsciousness. The room was dark, but he could sense his surroundings. It was a warehouse… there was also a loading bay of four trucks on each side of the building. He tried to place his hand over his head but quickly realized he had no control over his arms… and also that he was upside down.
"Ugh, what the…?" He looked up—down for him—to see that an unconscious Beast Boy and himself were restrained by a rope while hanging upside down from some sort of crane. "What the heck is this?"
He smelled the strong scent of sea water, and looked down—up for him—and noticed he was hanging over a giant tank filled with two wild bull sharks. Just by looking at them, he could tell they were hungry.
"Holy f...!" Predator exclaimed. "Beast Boy! Beast Boy, wake up."
Beast Boy yawned as he slowly began to wake up.
"Is it breakfast time, Mama?" He asked, dozily, before looking down to see the tank full of sharks. His eyes widened and he let out a high pitched scream. "Where are we?! What's with the sharks?"
"Well... finally awake now, are we?" Penguin's voice sounded in the darkness.
Predator and Beast boy turned towards the sound as the lights in the building shifted on. They could see a short, round man with long, pointy nose, a tall black top hat covering his orange hair and a monocle on his eye. He wore a large, black dress coat with white button-up underneath, a black bow tie, black and gray striped khakis and black dress shoes. A smug grin rose on his face - revealing fangs instead of regular teeth - as he stared at the two helpless Titans.
Walking beside him was a tall, curvy brown haired woman with brown eyes and a pair of glasses. She was dressed in a tight long sleeved suit and a tight brown skirt. Penguin had his arm wrapped around her. And behind him were four more of his gang members carrying machine guns.
"Penguin." Predator growled.
"Ya know, I thought something strange was about after the phone went off." Penguin said. "Now what's all this I hear about you two blokes trying to interfere with my business?" He walked up the steps towards the Titans and leaned against his umbrella.
"You won't get away with this, Cobblepot. You're crazy if ya think this plan's gonna work out."
"And so what if I'm crazy? What what are you gonna do about it, ya whinger?"
"Untie us and find out!"
"Hahahaha!" Penguin cackled. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You mutt, I haven't lost my plot just yet. I'll just leave you two to hang around for a bit before my pets have their nosh."
"Uh, I'd actually rather not be eaten by sharks." Beast Boy cried, staring down at the sharks. "That's cannibalism."
One of the sharks surfaced from the water, snapping towards their soon-to-be meal.
"Don't worry." Penguin chuckled. "My boys will make it quick and painless. Though they can be pretty messy."
"Yeah, it's gonna be messy after I kick your-" Predator was interrupted as Penguin whacked him upside the head with his umbrella.
"Cocky little wanker!" Penguin scowled.
Predator shook his head and ferociously growled at him.
"Won't be for long, though." Penguin chuckled as he turned his back to them. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to take care of. Lily, dump 'em in. The rest of you lot watch the trucks till I get back."
"Yes, boss." Lily said, diligently.
The other thugs nodded and voiced their affirmation. Penguin moved down the steps and headed over to one of the trucks parked by the entrance. He jumped into one of the trucks and drove off. Lily redirected her attention to Predator and Beast Boy. A flirtatious smile rose on her cheeks as she looked into Predator's mask. He on the other hand, glared at her, somewhat uncomfortably.
"You know, cutie, it's a shame I have to feed you to the fish. Maybe I could 'do something' for you, first." She winked seductively.
Predator's right eye twitched in disbelief after he heard this. He shook his head as he struggled to keep a straight face.
"News flash, lady, you're not my type." Predator said rather indifferently. "And I'm freakin' 16, Sicko."
Lily pouted and smirked at him.
"Huh, that's too bad. It would have been good, too." She stepped down from the tank and walked over to the crane controls. She blew him a kiss and pulled the lever.
The rope started to descend towards the shark tank. Beast Boy began to scream as Predator fought against their binds.
"NO!" Beast Boy cried. "I'm too young and handsome to sleep with the fishes."
"I'm dyin' next to a lousy comedian...great!" Predator rolled his eyes.
A loud honk was heard and a large moving-truck, from out of nowhere; crashed backwards through the entrance. The entire room went into a shock. Lily turned and jumped, not realizing that she accidentally hit the lever and stopped the crane. The four thugs rushed to the center of the room, raising their guns towards the truck.
Eventually the front door opened and a man stepped out with a smug grin. Beast Boy and Predator immediately went wide eyed when they recognized him. He stood at 6'1" and had long, jet-black hair that hung down in his face and covered his left eye. He wore a black, double-breasted, wool duffle coat with a gray collared shirt underneath and a pair of black cargo pants and red canvas shoes. He was also holding a walking stick with a white skull topping.
"Ah, great." Predator groaned. "This guy."
"Jack?" Beast Boy gasped. "Wait, you know him?"
"Yeah. He's some lunatic who's been runnin' around on a killin' spree. I tried to make mincemeat outta him once, but he threw me in the Gotham bay. How do you know 'im?"
"Long story."
"Sorry, am I interrupting something?" Jack smirked. "Is there a private meeting going on here? I see that you're… fishing. You're not doing it right."
The thugs glared and scowled, keeping their guns fixed on Jack. One of them turned to Lily for affirmation.
"Don't just stand there—kill him!" She ordered. The thugs turned and opened fire on Jack.
Jack calmly raised his hand creating a cloud of dark energy in front of him. All of the bullets hit the cloud and were immediately stopped in place, seemingly trapped in the cloud. After a few seconds of rapid fire, the thugs found all of their clips empty. They stared in shock and fear at the sight of their weapons so effortlessly blocked. Jack waved his hand and immediately tore the guns away from them. A giant ephemeral dark hand appeared and grabbed the bundle of weapons, crushing them to pieces.
"He's one of them!" One of the thugs cried out in alarm. "He's a freak!"
"That's not very nice." Jack said as he walked over to the back of the truck and opened the back doors.
The sounds of heavy animalistic panting filled the room as a half-dozen German Shepherds, covered in armored vests, jumped out from the truck, and crowded around Jack. They growled and snarled ferociously as they turned their attention to Penguin's now-terrified thugs.
"Go get 'em." Jack chimed.
The dogs barked affirmatively and immediately charged at the thugs, who all screamed and tried to run. Their effort was pointless as the dogs quickly chased them down and pounced, knocking them all to the ground. The gang members screamed as the dogs savagely mauled them. The sounds vanished soon as the dogs quickly killed them off and ran back to Jack.
"There's a good bunch of dogs." Jack said, playfully as he knelt to bet all of them and began speaking in German. "Gute Hunde, gute Hunde."
Lily stood frozen in shock at the sight of all the dead mangled corpses and Jack crowded by the blood-covered dogs. Jack ignored her and turned his attention to the bound Titans.
"Hey there, Greenie." Jack said. "Long time, no see. Where are the rest of the Girl Scouts?"
Beast Boy frowned and glared at Jack while Predator growled, stressing the muscles in his arms as he struggled against the rope binding.
"I'll show you Girl Scouts, ya little-" Predator roared until Jack cut him off.
"Hold that thought." Jack said as he began to approach Lily. He stood towering over her and staring her right in the eye. "You have something you want to say, whore?"
Predator noticed Lily reaching for the gun strapped to her thigh. She drew the pistol and pressed the barrel directly underneath Jack's neck. Jack didn't even flinch and stood completely still.
"Let me go." Lily's voice trembled with fear as she shakily held the gun in place.
"Or…?" Jack asked in an unnervingly calm tone.
"Or I'm gonna blow your head off."
"Of course you will." Jack said, swiftly swatting her hand away from his face.
Lily pulled the trigger in panic and fired a round from the gun before it flew out of her hand. Jack raised his other hand, grabbed Lily by the throat and lifted her high into the air. Lily let out a scream before Jack tightened his grip and began to throttle her. She choked and groaned as she grabbed and scratched at Jack's hand and kicked at him, trying to free herself. Jack ignored her efforts and kept a straight face as he strangled her. As Lily began to fade, her attacks became weaker and slower, and soon she stopped trying altogether. Jack smirked and snapped her neck. The two Titans stared in shock as he tossed her lifeless body to the floor.
You were babbling?" Jack turned back to the Titans.
"Ya freakin' psychopath!" Predator shouted. "You're gonna pay for this, ya murderous toolbag!"
"Aw, and I forgot to bring my checkbook with me." Jack teased Predator's sentiment.
"I'm gonna rip you apart when I get out of this, ya kook!"
"Have we met before?" Jack asked, genuinely.
"You serious? Ya tried to drown me in the Gotham bay."
"I've drowned a lot of people in the bay, kid. Of course, none of them were wearing tights." Jack rubbed his chin in thought before being hit by a pang of remembrance. "…Oh, yeah, it's you, the animal. I expected you to be dead by this point… or at least back to the circus."
"Keep up the lousy jokes; they'll only getcha so far until I shove 'em up ya-" Predator growled.
"Things didn't work out that well for you last time. What makes you figure that this time will be any better?" Jack interrupted.
"This isn't last time."
"You're right. This time, you're tied up with some green guy wearing tights. Not in a good way, either."
"Again with the lousy jokes!"
"Is there even a good way of being tied up with another guy?"
"Will you shut up already!?." Predator shouted at him. Jack briefly stared him down.
"Alright, alright, alright." Jack said, walking back over to the truck. "I think I've wasted enough time catching up with you two. I'll just leave you to hang around."
"You mean you're just gonna leave us here?" Beast Boy asked as Jack began to load the dogs into the back of the truck. "You're not even gonna try to kill us?"
"Good point." Jack closed the back of the truck and walked over to the crane control console. He pulled the lever and the crane began to lower again.
Predator felt his blood boiling with anger as his eye twitched. Jack turned and walked back to the truck.
"Untie us ya freakin' psychotic douchebag!" Predator yelled, his eyes glowing bright yellow. Jack suddenly stopped and glanced back at him.
"You're not a very smooth talker." Jack said, raising his hand. Eight large, dark cubes appeared over the other trucks, and as Jack moved his hand down, they slammed down onto the trucks, completely pulverizing them. "Alright, alright, alright. Try to be delicious. Bye."
Jack climbed into the truck and closed the door. The truck started and Jack pulled out of the building through the same hole in the wall. Jack drove off away from the building, leaving the Titans as they slowly lowered towards the shark tank.
"You idiot!" Predator snapped at Beast Boy. "Why'd ya have to say something!?"
"I say a lot of things before I think about them." Beast Boy sighed, shamefully.
"Okay forget about it. Point is we gotta get free or we're screwed."
"Done." Beast Boy smirked.
Predator raised an eyebrow as Beast Boy suddenly morphed into a snake and slithered out of the ropes. He quickly morphed into a hawk and flew off before he could fall into the shark tank. Predator's eye twitched again in disbelief as BB morphed back into his original form with a smile.
"You couldnt've done that sooner!?" Predator snapped.
"And get my head blown off? No way, dude. Plus, there was no way we could take Jack down on our own."
"I despise that guy." Predator groaned as his eyes turned back to their normal color.
"You and me, both, dude." BB said, looking unsteadily at all the corpses. "You and me both."
"Ugh, fine. Just get me down from here, man."
"You got it."
Beast Boy moved to the crane controls and pulled one of the levers. The crane rotated to the side, away from the shark tank. Predator sharpened his claws and cut through the ropes, allowing himself to fall to the ground, free from the sharks. He landed on his feet and grunted before standing back up and stretching his tired limbs.
"Alright, let's move." Predator said. "If I know Jack, he'll be goin' after Penguin. So we gotta get to him first."
"Well?" Beast Boy asked, expectantly.
"Well, what?" Predator said, confused.
"I just saved your life. Where's my 'thank you'?"
Predator growled and clenched a fist, but then let out a calming sigh.
"Thankssss." Predator strained through gritted teeth. "Now, let's go already!"
Founders Island, Gotham City
6:57 AM
"What do you mean the trucks are all gone!?" Penguin shouted into his phone. He sat in the passenger's side of his truck as they traveled through the streets.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Cobblepot." The thug on the other line said, meekly. "They're just gone, Sir. They're just smashed to pieces. And the hostages—they've escaped, too."
"Escaped?!" Penguin's anger continued to rise. "Explain to me how in the name of God and the C of E, those two tossers escaped!"
"Err...I don't know, Sir."
"You bloody idiot. They're gonna be on their way here. You get as many hands and as many guns as you need, and you keep them away from me."
"Yes, Sir, Mr. Cobblepot!"
"Don't you cock this up now, 'less you wanna be redundant."
"Um, boss?" The driver called. "We've got company."
Penguin looked through the side mirror to see a giant, green pterodactyl Beast Boy with Predator atop his back, flying towards the truck. Predator glared fiercely at the truck and BB let out a loud battle squawk.
"Step on it!" Penguin exclaimed. The driver floored the pedal and the truck lurched forward, picking up speed. The tires squealed loudly as the driver pitched hard around a sharp turn. Beast Boy and Predator stayed hot on their tail, even as the truck began to widen the gap between them.
"I-I can't shake 'em, boss." The driver said, beginning to panic. "What are we gonna do?"
"There's always a plan B." Penguin said, sliding open a window to the back of the truck. "We've got company. Get rid of 'em."
The back doors of the truck swung open, revealing a large brute carrying a mini gun.
"Ah, crap..." Predator groaned as his and BB's eyes widened.
He gritted his teeth as he aimed at the Titans and unloaded a chain of gunfire. Beast Boy swerved hard to the side as he tried to avoid the line of fire. Predator kept a tight grip on BB to keep from falling off.
"Try to keep still, I got an idea." Predator shouted at him.
Beast Boy obeyed, allowing Predator to stand. He flipped forward and bounced off BB's beak, soaring towards the truck at an unbelievable speed. The brute's eyes widened as Predator threw his arms up and crashed into him, pushing them both into the back of the trunk.
Penguin felt the back of truck shake uncontrollably as the sounds of loud thuds and punches could be heard until they eventually went quiet.
"What's going on back there?" Penguin shouted.
There was no answer. The sounds of footsteps could be heard from the top of the truck, and Predator suddenly dropped onto the hood. Penguin and the driver shouted in surprise.
"How's it goin', Cobble-fat?" Predator grinned.
Penguin clenched his teeth and pointed his umbrella at him. Predator quickly punched the glass and shattered it, and then jumped into the truck's cabin. Penguin dropped his umbrella as Predator unleashed a series of punches to his face. Penguin retaliated with a few punches of his own while the driver did his absolute best to keep the truck steady.
"Ungh... get off'a me, you-HRGH!" Penguin was interrupted by another punch to his face.
The driver dug into his pocket as the two brawled right next to him. He pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Predator. However, their struggling made it difficult for him to aim. He quickly turned his attention back to the road as they approached a sharp turn. At that moment, Penguin kicked Predator in the stomach, inadvertently pushing him into the steering wheel. The driver pitched the wheel hard to the right, and the force of the turn caused Predator to fall over onto him. The driver panicked and slammed his foot hard onto the pedal.
"You bloody idiots!" Penguin shouted. "You're gonna get us all killed!"
Predator finally found his leverage to stand back up and the driver tried to regain control over the vehicle as it spun out.
"We're out of control!" The driver panicked.
Penguin, Predator and the driver all screamed in terror as the vehicle lifted off the ground and soared through the air for tens of feet, and then slammed back into the ground, skidding along for a few hundred meters and eventually coming to a stop.
Predator groaned as he kicked the passenger door off its hinges and dragged Penguin out of the truck. He climbed out and dropped Penguin onto the ground next to the vehicle before collapsing to the ground.
Beast Boy landed on the ground—morphing back to normal—and quickly rushed over to him.
"Predator!" He yelled as he knelt down next to him.
Predator groaned as he picked himself up. Beast Boy reached down and lifted him up by his arm.
"Are you alright, dude?"
"Ungh... I'm fine." Predator said. "Where's Cobblepot?"
"There!" Beast Boy pointed ahead and they saw Penguin limping as he turned a corner.
"Get back here, ya tub o' lard!" Predator shouted to Penguin, hastily running after him at top speed.
"H-hey, wait for me!" Beast Boy yelled, following suit.
The two Titans turned the same corner, only to see Penguin had come to a stop.
"Don't move!" He ordered, his back turned against them. The two Titans slid as they came to a stop.
"It's over, Cobblepot!" Predator said. "Ya got nowhere else to go."
"Oh no, lad. This is far from over." Penguin turned around with his arm wrapped around a woman—forced to kneel down because of his stature—and a gun pointed at the side of her head. The woman cried out in fear as he pushed the gun against her.
"P-please, let me go." She begged.
"Shut up, you little minger." Penguin said.
"A hostage? Dude, that is low!" Beast Boy said.
"Not as low as blowing her brains out if you try to stop me!"
Predator slowly took a step forward. Penguin turned the gun on Predator and shot at the ground near his foot, causing him to freeze in place.
"I'm not playing games here, son." Penguin warned, turning the gun back to the girl. "The next one will be in her head."
"You're wasting ya time, Cobblepot." Predator said. "The cops're gonna be here any second, you're between a rock and a hard place. We beat you; you're done!"
"Just because you've stopped a few of my trucks and got me backed against the wall doesn't mean you've got me finished, you louse. Now listen carefully: you two are gonna stay right where you are and leave me be. If you take so much a single step towards me, I'm gonna paint the sidewalk with the inside of her head."
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow when he noticed a familiar shadow pass by. He looked up in confusion and noticed a dark figure standing on a rooftop. Predator noticed Beast Boy's fixation and followed his gaze, taking sight of the figure, as well.
"Did you freaks not hear me? I said I'm gonna-" Penguin suddenly felt something strike against the back of his head, forcing him to remove his grip from the woman. The woman wasted no time to run for her life. "What the bloody-"
He looked down and noticed a bat shaped projectile sticking out of the ground his eyes widened once he realized what it was. He looked back and noticed the same figure glaring at him. The figure jumped from the roof and landed right in front of him. He was a tall individual with long, pointy ears and a long, black cape. Next was a gray body-armored suit with a bat logo in a yellow circle and a utility belt hanging from his waist. Penguin tripped backwards as sweat fell from his forehead.
"Dude, no way, it's..." Beast Boy gasped.
"Batman." Predator finished.
"Oh, bugger, I'm done." Penguin cried, throwing his hands up in surrender. "Just take me to jail."
Batman reached down and grabbed Penguin by the collar, lifting him up, and delivered a powerful elbow to his jaw, instantly knocking him out.
"Dude… can I have your autograph?" Beast Boy asked, pulling out a pen and a notepad.
Batman glared indifferently at the Titan as Predator groaned and rubbed his head.
Later
Penguin was thrown into a police van with the rest of his gang members while the SWAT Team confiscated all the weapons from the truck. Beast Boy and Predator watched as they stood next to Batman with their arms crossed.
"My first mission in Gotham and I've already met Batman and helped capture one of the top bad guys." Beast Boy beamed ecstatically.
"Jack's still out there, somewhere." Predator said. "He's like a ghost, though. He's not just gonna expose himself to take out Penguin. Now, he's gonna go back underground."
"Come on, dude, don't be such a downer. Tonight was a blast! We should do it more often."
"Don't push it." Predator groaned.
"You two should never have gotten involved." Batman said, sternly. "This was far too dangerous for either of you to handle."
"We had it covered." Predator answered, narrowing his eyebrows. "We got the job done, didn't we?"
"Your presence is required back in Jump City. Penguin was none of your concern."
"I dunno if you noticed, but he was stealin' weapons from our territory. So that made it our problem!"
"Your job is to protect the citizens of Jump City. Gotham is beyond any of your concern."
"I still live here too, you know!" Predator argued.
"Uh, Predator, I don't think this is a good idea." Beast Boy interjected.
"Stay outta this, Beast Boy." Predator said, sternly then redirecting his attention to Batman. "You think I wear this mask for fun? I wear this because it's who I am; I'm still a protector in this town; I know how to handle the streets just as much as you do. Sure, I moved out, but that doesn't mean I have no reason to care about it. We did what we did because we're heroes; it's what we do! Penguin stole from us, and like any other chump thief, we stopped them - cause as far as I'm concerned, I have two homes to protect now." Predator stood up to Batman as they stared each other down conflictingly. "I have no regrets for goin' after Penguin. We did what needed be done. So why don't you take that cowl and wash the dirt outta ya eyes, cause obviously you can't see that."
Batman's frown grew as he glared warningly at Predator.
"Dude, are you nuts!?" Beast Boy spouted. "You're talking to Batman; you can't just-"
"Fine." Batman said, receiving a shocked expression from both of them.
"Wha?" Beast Boy gasped.
"Penguin was the target, and the important thing is that we apprehended him. You both did well, so I won't harp on you for your involvement, but I expect you both to get back to Jump City right away."
Batman pushed a button on his gauntlet, and called for the Batmobile, which roared to life in the distance and arrived in seconds. Beast Boy and Predator stared in awe at the monster of a vehicle.
"You'd better get going now." Batman said. "It's a long walk home, and the sun will be up any minute now."
The car's compartment slid open as Batman jumped into the seat. The compartment closed again and Batman sped off from the scene.
"He could've given us a ride." Beast Boy sulked. "Aw, I didn't get his autograph."
Predator began to walk away, and Beast Boy promptly followed him.
"Trust me, he wasn't gonna offer that." Predator said. "He's Batman, remember?"
"You spoke to him like you guys knew each other. Do you guys have a history?"
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"Okay."
"Gotta say, kid, you did pretty good out here." Predator commented. "We make a pretty good team."
Beast Boy smiled, encouraged.
"Maybe you're not as big of a 'screw up' as everyone says ya are."
Beast Boy's smile immediately dropped and he froze in place.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He snapped. "I'm not a screw up! Who says I'm a screw up?"
Predator smirked as he continued to walk.
"Dude, come on! Dude?"
7:49 AM
The two Titans crossed the Gotham border and found themselves strolling through the highway. The sun was halfway up now, and the tune of birds chirping rang through the autumn air.
"Dude... I don't think I can take anymore." Beast Boy panted as sweat fell from his forehead. "...How much further until we get back to the tower?"
"About another forty-five minutes, fifty at the most." Predator said. "Why dontcha just fly us back?"
"I'm tired of flying. I've been doing it all night!"
"Well, quit complainin' then. You're the one who followed me."
"Hey, if it weren't for me, you'd be shark bait right about now! Or target practice for those thugs."
"Yeah, right, keep tellin' yaself that. I'd have had better luck on my own."
"You were just saying how great of a team we are, earlier!"
"Yeah, and I meant it. I'm just sayin' I would've had the same kinda end result doin' it by myself."
"I think you're just saying that to sound cool. I mean, come on, dude, really? How're you not even tired right now?"
"Trust me, you'd be surprised what I'm capable of - what the?"
Predator turned around as he heard a loud thud and a groan. He saw Beast Boy lying face-first on the cement. Predator knelt down to try to wake him up.
"Beast Boy. Beast Boy!" Predator called, to no avail. "HEY, STRING-BEAN! …Are you serious, right now?"
Predator sighed as he started to pick him up.
8:07 AM
Predator kept walking while carrying Beast Boy—sleeping soundly—on his back. Although it was no big deal carrying him, it was still kind of annoying he had to do it at all. Predator yawned as he felt his eyes getting heavy. He shook his head to try to stay awake. He suddenly noticed a familiar blue and white car heading their way.
"Great, here come Mom and Dad." Predator groaned.
The car came to a heavy stop and out came Cyborg, Raven and Starfire—the looks on all their faces anything but happy. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed Robin wasn't with them but then shrugged it off.
"Finally we have found you!" Starfire called. "We were most worried."
"You're lucky we were able to track you by your coms." Cyborg said. "What are you two doing all the way out here? Where'd you get that new suit?"
Their anger shifted into confusion when they noticed Beast Boy.
"Why is he sleeping on your back?"
Beast Boy snorted loudly and began to drool.
"You look like you were in a car accident." Raven said.
"Ha..." Predator mumbled to himself, noting the irony.
"Care to explain yourself?" Cyborg asked. "We'd like to be enlightened as to why you left in the middle of the night and why we found you halfway to Gotham City."
Predator meekly glared at them in silence.
"Well?"
"Just take us home." Predator walked past the others and opened the back door, shoving Beast Boy inside and then himself climbing in.
The others sighed and climbed into the car. Raven sat in the back with Predator and Beast Boy while Starfire got into the passenger seat.
"What were you two thinking sneaking out like that?" Cyborg said. "I know you're new to this whole teamwork thing, man, but you-"
"They're asleep." Raven interrupted him.
Cyborg looked in the rearview mirror to see Raven sitting next to the two sleeping Titans. Predator slept peacefully against the backseat—unaware that Beast Boy's head was rested on his shoulder.
"Oh, they look so adorable." Starfire said out of adoration. "They almost look like brothers."
"Take a picture and post it online." Raven said. "Let's see how much mileage it gets."
The Titans chuckled as they drove towards the morning sun.
To Be Continued
Author's Note: the character 'Jack von Nacht' belongs to BlackWidowofLaPorte and is used with his permission. Check out his account and stories for more on the character.