Chapter Three/Fifteen: Go! II

The zorfnog had hit her. It angered Tanika to no end. She figured a large vehicle was a good way to off the clorbags.

"MOVE!"

They were going to be crushed. With the speed of a Gukko bird, Lewa bolted off, taking Robin with him; the bus crashed not a moment later, skidding down the street. The Toa sighed, wiping his face. That was close-

Oh, come ON! ANOTHER one?

It was a smaller one this time, but at the same time, it was still a bus! This one was headed straight for Robin. The girl was mad.

"Have any bright ideas?" he asked.

Lewa frowned. "Well… I have a mask… but I'm not sure it will…"

"Use it now!"

"Okay, okay! No need to be so edgy."

He sighed and switched to his Pakari, reacting just in time to pick the massive hunk of metal up- and boy, was it heavy! This surprised the Toa- his mask was a lot weaker than Onua's, but it theoretically should have been able to pick up nearly anything… or maybe he had just never tried. Too late to tell.

Lewa hoisted the bus high above him and grinned. "How's that for not listening, anger-sister?"

On the other side of the street, Beast Boy gulped. "Uh, sir? Might want to be careful…"

"Ah, don't worry! I'll be fine-"

Spoke too soon. The weight on his body had forced him to walk a little more than he'd liked- and, as all experiments go, he had to fall, the culprit being a small grey pebble. He frantically waved his body, trying to keep upright, but it was no use- crashing to the ground, the bus flew away from him towards the green male's face. Thankfully, a mysterious bystander was around to help- jumping in front of Beast Boy, he reached out and grabbed the thing, catching it and digging his heels into the asphalt to slow the inevitable skid. It didn't last long, though, as the bystander was soon able to lift the bus up and hoist it himself.

Now that the chaos had cleared, Lewa was able to get a look at this new savior. He dressed surprisingly simple for someone who appeared to be superhuman- a grey hood and black leggings. From little could be seen under the hood, he appeared to have a glowing red eye, which greatly dulled his brown skin, and a massive, hulking figure. A Glat- alright, the Toa wasn't going to make that assumption anymore! It didn't matter, anyway- the man quickly threw the bus away, kicking up dust that obscured him again. When the dust finally cleared, he took the time to speak.

"Yo! Who's here messing up my neighbourhood?"

"He started it!" Beast Boy whined, pointing to the group's oncoming destruction. Obviously attempting to kill them, Tanika walked towards the quarter, stopping and smiling then bringing her arms up and-

WHUMMMMM!

Okay this really had to stop.

The resulting tremor was so powerful that it nearly knocked everyone off their feet, collision with the ground only saved by a rapidly produced air cushion. As if that could be considered consolation- the attack had also broken off the large hand coverings on her cuffs, leaving her free to use her powers at will… and so she did. Pointing her arms towards the boys, two bursts of green energy appeared.

"What-"

"Cool!"

"Oh Karz. We're dead-sunk."

The air was warm, fresh, and seemed to smell distinctively of corn. As a matter of fact, it felt like he was lying on corn, too- wait, WHAT?

Malum opened his eyes, quickly shot up, and gaped.

They definitely weren't in Kansas anymore… in the context of the movie, anyway.

This time he was the first to wake up; his diminutive Matoran companion slept peacefully a few metres away. The Glatorian frowned. He wasn't going to be the only one to experience this... but he did want to spend some time away from the annoying pest, though. Making a decision, he slowly stood up (a difficult task when the floor is made of plants) and walked off.

Akhmou breathed softly, waking up. "Malum?" he croaked.

Huh. Guess he wasn't here. Too bad.

Wanting to maximize the time he spent sleeping, the conman fell onto a leaf of corn and was soon back in Slumberland.

This place sucked.

Malum had been walking for a good twenty minutes, and all he had seen was corn. Corn, corn, CORN. Normally this would be a big thing, given the previous state of vegetation on his planet, but the literal invasion of the plant was just making him sick.

So sick in fact, that he was about to throw up- thankfully, he was quickly saved from this grisly fate by spotting a small white cube in the distance. Figuring it might be important, the Vorox chief began walking towards it, making sure to keep his mouth and nose covered.

The Stormfront once again cruised through the inky black reaches of space, cutting through swathes of debris on the way to the Citadel. The Lord gazed out his window and smiled. The rutan'gah had been recaptured and restrained even harder than before, the army had picked up a few new prisoners, a new resource had been found, on a once-destroyed planet at that, and they were on route to reach the place ahead of schedule. Best of all, it looked like the Lady wanted to have dinner with him soon. Everything was coming up Trog'aar-

"My Lord!"

Oh. Not quite yet.

"What is it?" he snapped.

"The girl has-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The ruler's lavish grey quarters began to flash a deep red.

"Escaped?"

The officer sighed. "Yes- she just smashed out of her cell and began to…"

BOOOOM!

"That." He winced. "Sorry, My Lord, it was unintention…"

Trog'aar looked confused. "Again? Surely you did not account to the full extent of the rutan'gah's powers?"

"We did! The men took care to calibrate the inhibitor cuffs so that she would not be able to fight, and we had kept her isolated and highly guarded, but for some reason she suddenly started screaming and gained the ability to beat us…"

"Oh." The Lord frowned. "That is highly unnerving." He turned to his intercom. "No worries, though. This time, I will make sure she does no harm. Sheltered or not."

"But if she managed to get out like that-"

"I have plans," he smiled, picking the communicator up. "People of Gordania! It appears…" sigh- "the rutan'gah has escaped again, if the recent explosion did not make you aware." Faint laughing could be heard. "I urge you not to panic, though! Our recent excursion to Spherus Magna enabled us to find a brand new substance, one that has been tried and tested to be true… please stay calm, and we will have her back on board and in the Citadel promptly. Trog'aar out."

The officer cringed. "My Lord- we do not even know where she has gone-"

"And I fully intend to find out," Trog'aar said, touching a monitor a few times.

"Enter inquiry now," a robotic female voice called.

"Ah, yes. Location of rutan'gah Koryand'r, princess of Tamaran, Felinus Galaxy, sector 46812."

"Locating."

The alien smiled at his troop. "I assure you, the protodermis will be enough to find her no matter which hunk of rock fate has taken her to-"

"Location acquired," the computer said."Current rutan'gah position: 'Jump City', planet Earth, Milky Way Galaxy, sector 2814."

Trog'aar gaped. "Earth?" He laughed at the officer. "This will be too easy! All we must do is stride up to their supreme ruler and politely order them to give her up- we may not even need to destroy them!"

"Even if there is much protection?"

"I have heard much regaling of their hero, 'Superman'. He says he has disbanded his team. We should have no issue."

The officer frowned again. "Even if they come to this 'Jump City' to fight us?"

Trog'aar picked up a shining silver stone and smiled. "As I said- the protodermis will be enough. Trust me."

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Later bystanders, reporters, and even the odd officer would report that this was pretty much the loudestpart of the event by far, even counting the many crashes and the reptile alien's booming voice. "The damn things just kept coming," remarked an ersatz policeman. "It was beautiful. I cried."

Being in the line of fire, Lewa, Robin, Beast Boy, and the hooded hero were quickly overwhelmed by a barrage of starbolts that covered them in smoke. The spheres flew pretty erratically, but one huge one was poised to vaporize them instantly- the Toa quickly blocked it with a well-timed shield. "What are those?" Robin asked.

"Star… bolts," Lewa replied. "Her weapons. We better run."

"Good idea."

As soon as he took down the shield, citing a lack of energy, the group bolted for another place to hide. Tanika quickly followed them, throwing more of the green balls at them while deftly strafing the area as she went along. The mood was tense, all running at full speed, but as the saying goes, those who rise must quickly fall (Beast Boy almost got his foot shot off.) Starbolts smashed into anything and everything around them, including surrounding buildings, parked cars, random equipment, and a neon billboard advertising "Jordan-Os." In the midst of smoke and flames, the girl stopped to catch her breath and weakly fell to her knees, allowing the boys to take cover behind the now ignited remains of the bus.

"Girl's gonna… wreck the whole city," the hooded man commented.

"I won't let her." Robin growled and punched an open palm. "I won't lose this fight!" He turned to Lewa. "Any bright ideas?"

"N…none. Already told you I never fought her before…" The Toa sighed, leaning against a clean section and putting his mask in his hands. "We might as well throw ourselves in Karzahni," he moaned. "No hope for us."

Feeling bad for the robot, Beast Boy eagerly threw an arm around his shoulder. "Don't worry, sir! I just know we're gonna win! Right, s- Robin?"

"Not too sure about that either. The best decision at this point is honestly to flee, so… yeah."

The group quickly took off running again, only to be stopped in their tracks by a giant barrier of black energy. Trying to see what it was, Beast Boy put a small finger out, only to scream in pain as he was thrown back. The vantage point, however, allowed him to see what exactly caused that effect, and he soon grinned. "Woah! That's amazing!"

A giant black bird, made out of the same energy as the barrier, had emerged, flapping its wings and occupying a huge portion of the block. At a nearby sidewalk, a small wisp of the stuff rose and resolved itself into the same person Lewa had seen earlier, only not in the dark; with a black glossy leotard and blue boots and a cloak, her outfit screamed witch. Her pale lilac skin, amethyst hair and eyes, and small curvy figure only confirmed this. The kicker was her monotone voice, sounding more like technology than magic: "Maybe fighting isn't the answer."

Dispelling the apparition, revealing Tanika to be on her knees bearing smoking hands, she turned to the group and frowned.

"I-I didn't mean it," the Toa gestured.

"Don't play that game," the witch growled. "I can understand you just fine."

Lewa beamed. "Oh, really? What about the others?"

She sighed. "All… right. Forget them. I think you should go and talk to her," she said, pointing to the alien.

"If everyone's heart-okay with that…"

They were all staring at him.

He threw up his arms in exasperation. "Okay, okay! Jeez, talk about sky-high expectations."

The girl was fairly weak, but seemed to acknowledge Lewa's presence just fine.

"I'm- Tanika," he began. "I'll stop fighting if you heart-promise not to go all cross-wired on us again. Is that… okay with you?"

The Tamaranean sneered at him, growling and making her eyes glow.

"O… kay then!" Lewa winced and turned to the witch. "Well, that went well."

"I think it might be better if I try," Robin said, looking at the downed girl. "Stand down."

The hooded man glowered at this, crossing his arms. "What do you think, you the boss or something?"

"Just give me a chance."

He slowly walked through the battleground, not taking his eyes off Tanika the whole time. When he got close enough, she managed to haul herself up, moving towards her with her fists green and actually scaring him into moving back a few yards.

"Gokta!" she called.

"Easy," the Boy Wonder stated. "My name is… Robin, and I don't want to hurt you." As the girl held him to the brink, breathing increasingly shallow, he reached into his utility belt and pulled something out. What it was ended up being quickly overshadowed.

Tanika leaned into Robin's face. "Goktha! Goktha buhovna!"

Her fists were right up against his nose, but the boy managed to keep his cool, holding up a lockpick and smiling widely. "It's okay. Look!"

Calming herself down as well, the alien allowed him to use the tool, arms being pushed down so that it could work. A few slow moving seconds later, her cuffs clanged on the ground, Robin moving his feet back to keep the metal from crushing him. Tanika gingerly massaged her wrists and gave a small smile.

"There. Now maybe we can be- URK!"

To the hero's surprise, she grabbed him by the collar of his tunic, closed her eyes, and kissed him, the effect being mind-blowing enough to cause him to drop the pick. As the two pulled away, the eyes opened, now fully green again. To his surprise, though, the girl quickly glowered again and pushed him in the chest-

WHUMP!

Onto his back.

"If you do not wish to be destroyed," she growled, "you will LEAVE ME ALONE!"

With that she was off, a green light flying off into the thick fabric of the night.

The five other teenagers looked at each other confusingly then turned to Lewa; the Toa simply shrugged and scrunched his lips in thought. Beast Boy smiled and turned to the hooded man, holding up a hand. "So… I'm Beast Boy. Who are you?"

The cube appeared to be a house, an island alone in a repulsive sea of corn; this would be a good thing for Malum, except the air now smelled of strange animals and their… ew. No. He took a deep breath, puffing his cheeks, walked up the stairs to its porch, and knocked on the creaky wooden door.

It took a while, the silence that ensued briefly being broken by what appeared to be fighting, but soon enough, a small old stocky lady appeared, pale smooth skin and pink dress a huge contrast to the Glatorian's tall figure, rough red skin, and black polished armour.

She beamed. "Oh, hello there! You a friend of Superman's?"

"So, the way I understand it," Jonathan Kent said as he picked at the mashed potatoes on his plate, "you jumped into a pool of something called 'protodermis'… before skin, that's odd… and woke up in our cornfield a little while later. Are we getting this down correctly?"

Malum nodded. He obviously couldn't speak their language, a weird mix of consonants and shouting, so the two parties had had to resort to sign language. While the thought of such simple people using such a high-concept language was strange to him, the Glatorian ignored it for the sake of convenience- it was easier to write their dialogue, the Chronicler added.

The man frowned and took a big swig of milk. "Huh. Can't say I've ever heard that story before." He guffawed. "I'm one to talk, though! Martha and I raised Superman as a baby, and he came in a space rocket from a dying planet of powered people!"

"Don't confuse the Glatorian, dear," the woman warned as she brought in some salad.

"Right, Martha, right. Newcomers always need to go to the Superman museum! Best place for his history in the world, I've always said."

The Kents had taken Malum in on the condition that he had absolutely no idea where to go, and was going to pass out if he stayed outside any longer. They were the textbook definition of a happily married couple; Jon, the man, was a former archaeologist, and had retired to work on his father's old farm and study new finds. Martha, the mother, once copyedited stories for the a newspaper called the Daily Star, before moving to the town they were in, Smallville, so that she could support the farm and her husband. The stability of their engagement, again, baffled the Vorox chief, he having only known hasty alliances, strife, and fights, but he accepted it as being another strange quirk of these people. Mata Nui couldn't possibly have come here.

He sighed, ate some of the family's homecooked spaghetti, and began to sign. "Do… you know… where we can find… Toa Lewa?"

Martha frowned. "Toa Lewa? Never heard of him. Anything out of you, Jon?"

"Not that I know of… Hey, Malum, d'you mind turnin' on the TV? Might be able to find something there." He tossed him the remote. "Here, this should help you switch channels. They're different forms of programming, natch."

Malum thanked the man and walked over to the contraption, sitting down on a couch and locating the button needed to turn it on. The thing seemed old, but worked surprisingly well given as such; whether his opinion was because of the Great Beings' faulty technology or not he did not know.

With a burst of static, the TV exploded into life, speakers blurting out audio from different feeds.

"Oh, Maria! I can't belive it's finally you!"

"Yes, Ben… Let us sink into the gem of marriage, together in each other's arms!"

The Glatorian cringed. "What… is this?"

Martha quickly ran over. "Oh, that's just my old soap opera! Ignore it… I think the news channel's around here somewhere…"

Working in tandem, the two began pressing buttons to find any sort of clue on the missing Toa.

"NO! Chica, I will not stand for this stupid, stupid white boy… Look! His skin! It reeks of colonization and filth-"

"Waking up at the start of winter, the grizzly bear works to find food that he might feel helpful in building a reserve stock. Despite the cold and blustery conditions, it can-"

"In a shocking new development last night, the Justice League has revealed it will not be taking a stance on any new alien invasions. At an impromptu press conference aboard the team's watchtower, member Wonder Woman revealed-"

"Ugh, this is so not aster."

"What'd you think it was, Boy Blunder? Happiness and the smell of rainbows?"

"Well- not exactly-"

"-As a previous incident apparently showed, the outcomes of any future large-scale events might be too important for them to influence. Leaguer Martian Manhunter had this to say."

"We are building our platform on the concept of destiny. Destiny, in its most pure form, is a very fragile thing- so fragile that it can-"

"You need to take 2 teaspoons of butter, a spoonful of sugar, and some milk into a container and mix them around. If you do it- correctly, with the proper tools, you'll eventually get something like this-"

"Ha ha ha! I tell you what, Ted, I think it was good for the lot of us to get away from the team business for a while. Too much stress and fighting and appropriation and-"

"It appears a brand new hero has burst onto the scene! A mundane robbery at a jewelry store in Jump City was rightly spiced up by the appearance of a robotic warrior wielding the element of wind. Dubbed Bionicle by the authorities, the lime-green mean machine has taken to protecting the city on his lonesome, using his powers to take out such threats as the Royal Flush Gang, Braniac 5, and Harley Quinn, lively henchwoman of the Joker-"

"Well played, Fluttershy. I don't think Twilight Sparkle will realize a thing-"

"Oh, I don't know. Do you really suppose this is such a good idea?"

"Trust me, my little pony. I've had tons of good ideas over the past two thousandish years, and this is definitely one of my better-"

"GO BACK!"

"What? You found something?"

Malum tapped the remote. "Yes, one channel back. I think I might have…"

"Alright. I'll trust you. But just keep this in mind- you lay one slimy claw on Twilight, and I swear I'll-"

"-Wherein the beachfront city previously had none. In an exclusive interview, the hero revealed his intentions and what he plans to do for the county, as shown now."

"Um- I don't know- I've never… done the hero business before, but it could be fun. At the very least, it will be something to do- until- I get- sort of get- my life back together."

"Fascinating! In other juicy superhero-related news, it appears Robin, Batman's birdy sidekick, has gone missing- reports of the Dark Knight have indicated he is not there with him, and Bruce Wayne, the hero's representative, hasn't been so positive on the issue either. Rumours are sketchy, but some have said he may have retired to Jump as well- may be for a vacation, may have left in a spat… who knows? All that's really important is that in the future we may just be seeing a Boy Elemental teamup. That's all for right now, fans- I'm Sasha Tomlinson, returning back to studio for the headlines."

Jon gaped at the report. "That him?"

"Yes…" Malum sighed. "I didn't know he'd started using weird gestures and fighting, but that is Toa Lewa!"

"Funny of him to be in Jump, and for that matter possibly Robin. City'd been pretty quiet for the past twenty or so years. I wonder if something's going on there- might be pretty interesting."

Martha smiled. "Everything's interesting when you raised the prototypical flying brick as a son!"

"Yeah, yeah," the Kent spat. "He didn't save us from all those creepy aliens for nothin'..."

Turning away from the conversation, the Glatorian stared out the window and gazed at the stars. That had been quick- he hadn't expected to figure out Lewa's status within the first week, let alone the first day. Still, a find was a find- and it was something he could potentially build on very very quick. Akhmou would have to know.

The hooded man frowned. "Well, whoever she was… the girl sure knows how to make an impression."

"I think we made a pretty good impression," Beast Boy chirruped. "Crazy space girl's gone, the city's saved, mission accomplished. Right, sirs?"

Lewa opened his mouth to counter this, but stopped and sighed. "No… no we have not. At least I don't think so."

"Seriously, stop calling me that!" Robin added.

The kid saluted the both of them. "Roger!"

The Boy Wonder growled and began to walk off. "Looks like we're done here." He turned to the others. "I appreciate the help."

The witch scoffed. "You're gonna track down the alien?"

"I have to find out if she's a threat."

The man chuckled and leaned over to the girl. "More like find out if she'll give him another kiss."

"But-"

The Toa walked up to Robin.

"Brother. Please. She is not a threat."

"She tried to kill us with vehicles on multiple occasions. I'd say that's a pretty big indicator."

"But I KNOW her. She wouldn't."

"Seemed pretty deadset on ignoring you," the hero added.

Lewa froze, breath caught up. "N- all right… if you say so. You at least don't mind if I-"

Beast Boy ran up to the two and grinned. "Hey, uh… sir? I mean Robin? Do you maybe-"

"Sorry, you two," Robin said. "I just went solo. I'm not looking to join a team." Soon he had disappeared from sight.

"-Need a sidekick?"

He sighed and turned back to the remaining teens. "You guys wanna get a pizza?"

The witch glowered at this as the hooded man left. "I shouldn't." A pool of shadows appeared, her jumping in and leaving the others alone.

"Sir? Bionicle?"

Lewa had completely shut down and did not seem interested in responding. Beast Boy shrugged and focused his efforts on the man, catching up to him. "Just you, me, and him, then, huh? I-I haven't really had anyone to hang out with since the Doom Patrol kick- allowed me to leave. I guess I've IM'd a few times, but that's kinda lame…" He perked, clinging on to the guy's body. "This is gonna be fun! Can we play video games-"

His sojourn was abruptly ended when he bumped into the hooded hero, exposing the back of his head- which seemed surprisingly cybernetic. The man looked at Beast Boy and scowled. "THERE! Take a good long look! I had an accident, and now I'm a monster, all right? A cyborg!"

The kid grinned. "Cyborg? Cool!" He jumped onto the robot's shoulders, leaning back towards Lewa. "You're like Robotman 2.0… or Bionicle 3.0! Is that okay with you, sir?" he yelled.

"No- no problems at all… with either of you…"

"You're a weird little dude," 'Cyborg' commented. "You know that?"

Beast Boy played around with the man's parts before eventually dismounting him and letting him put his hood back on. "You called me 'dude'," he laughed as the man left. "Okay, so… see you later. Right, dudes? Dudes?"

"Yeah."

Lewa sighed, walking away from the chaos. That… hadn't exactly been a good reunion. At all. Not only did Tanika slander him for being supposedly dead, but she had nearly killed him and a few others just because her powers were not working…

On that note, the few others seemed like pretty cool people. Robin, obviously a leader type, was stern and dictated a lot, but he really seemed to know his stuff and looked to be a great guy when he wasn't being a hero. Beast Boy was a bit… annoying, but he clearly had a big heart and was only doing those things to the two of them because he adored them- that's what Lewa thought, anyway. There was no doubt he wanted some kind of interaction… kind of like-

Nope! Not bringing it up!

The hooded man, or 'Cyborg' as Beast Boy had called him, really grated on his nerves with his abrasive attitude, although Lewa suspected he could get around it. There was no reason to punch the guy just because he had been irritated; and besides, he was reminded of-

The last of them, the witch, hadn't said much to show off her attitude, but Lewa could guess through her actions and body language. Given that she seemed quiet and unapproving of interaction, it looked like she was a nonsocial person. She had not allowed Robin to continue running away from Tanika, so she probably didn't know much about heroing in general (Robin seemed to be all knowledgeable on the subject.) Oh, and she hadn't liked him and Beast Boy, so that had to mean annoying personalities were not her thing- basically-

"Hey!"

Well- here she was now, ready to beat some sense into him.

"What."

The witch walked up to him and continued, "That… girl. When you talked to her… why did she brush you off?"

Lewa groaned. "Beats me, sister. I guess she believe-thinks I'm dark-dead to her. We were quick-talking just fine before the Gordanians showed up."

"But you're still alive," the witch intoned.

"Yeah… the world tends to hurt-spit on me in that way. It's happened loads before." Looking at the pizza place, he frowned. "Just wish she hadn't been acting so mask-cracked around the others."

"You know… you kind of remind me of someone."

Lewa perked. "Really? Who?"

"From a dream I've had."

"A sleep-dream? Do you remember it?"

"Why do you think I'm telling you?" she snapped.

"Because you recall-remember, obviously." He shrugged. "It's just- I've had one too, and Robin acts like a character in it-"

The witch facepalmed. "Figures. I knew you were the kind of guy to backtalk at him like that. Least you're a lot more competent than your counterpart."

Lewa winced. "What'd I do?" he asked nervously.

"You took on a shadow monster, fell to the ground, and died."

The Toa's eyes lit up. Now he remembered! "Oh, yeah! You were talking on a building, right? And everyone was angry-mad that I wasn't here? And they name-called me Lewa? We must've had-"

"The same dream, right. I assume our souls interacted on the astral plane… somehow, anyway." She began to walk off. "Well, I guess I'd better get going. Not much point in staying here."

"Wait! Before you do-" He held up a fist, advancing to the witch. "Thanks for the help. We couldn't have done it without you."

"Yeah," she said, glowering. "I don't do fistbumps."

"Aw, really? Not even for a brother or sister?"

"Not at all." Her eyes began to glow. "Now leave me alone-"

BREEEEEN.

A huge shadow passed over the area, causing Beast Boy to look up.

"DUDE!"

Here's Chapter Fifteen! (Or Chapter Three. Whatever.)

1. Hope Lewa's insertion in the script doesn't come off as being too clunky. I'm trying to make the whole thing as organic as possible and not be the textual embodiment of a Pooh's Adventures fanfic (least there's no indication of there being a play in this one... not yet, anyway. Heh.)

2. Assume he's signing anywhere where it's not indicated. It helped me a lot.

3. I watched Oz today but that little quip about Kansas isn't related to it. This whole thing was written quite some time ago. (Great movie, by the way. Definitely see it if you have the chance.)

4. Props to anyone who can figure out which shows Malum was flipping through.

5. It's cute how Lewa thinks the Titans remind him of the Nuva. Too cute. Something HAS to be done about this.

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