"It just doesn't add up!" Robin slammed his fist down on the table in frustration. The vibration traveled through the table and knocked over a cup of coffee onto the evidence he'd gathered. "Argh!"

"Dude, chill," the teams shape shifter cut in. "We're mad we haven't caught this chick yet either, but freaking out about it isn't gonna help."

"Just a month and she's getting bolder! An entire police squad! She… did something! - to an entire police squad! And the media and the commissioner are already on my ass about it."

"I hate to say it Robin but BB's right."

"Hey!"

"If we freak out, it'll just make it easier for her to slip away from us next time," Cyborg opened the fridge as he spoke. "Plus, other than the whole cop thing, she hasn't really done anything serious. She's just a thief, it could be worse."

At that moment, Raven and Starfire walked, or rather floated, in the common room.

"Any luck on that medallion, Raven?"

The sorceress held up a thick dog-eared book, and showed a picture of an odd wood and metal amulet. "I found this in the mythology section of the JC library. It's supposed to be a talisman that lets its wearer summon lesser interdimensional entities."

"Sounds nasty," Cyborg muttered around bites of pizza.

"Like Raven's dad?" The green changeling snickered. He was promptly tossed into a wall by a tendril of said demonspawn's magic.

"There have been stories of slaughter surrounding its history but not every time it's been seen and nothing says anything about monsters," she continued, as if no one had said anything.

"Perhaps it is merely the coincidence, then?"

"It could be perfectly harmless, yes."

Robin narrowed his eyes, "Even if it is just a coincidence. What that thief did today proves she could be dangerous. And I don't like the sound of that medallion. What could she want it for?"

"Maybe she is like the Red-X? To exchange the necklace for monetary gain?"

"She does fit the profile of a thief for hire, dude. There's no real trend for the things she's stolen. Heck, she might not even know what that thing is."

"Then, that makes this situation even more serious!" Robin was shouting again. "She could be providing some magic weapon of mass destruction to some super villain!"

His friends gave a collective groan.

"Oh, no…"

"Here we go."

"It's probably not even him, dude! Let it go! No one's seen him in months!"

"He could be planning something! What if it's some horrible, apocalyptic world domination plot!?"

Raven gave him the blankest stare of all, "Even if it was Slade and that necklace was magic, it couldn't summon anything powerful enough to take over the world. A lesser demon isn't particularly impressive. Trigon was millions of times more powerful than any class of demon with "lesser" in its name."

Cyborg cut in, "But, that doesn't matter because it's not Slade! It's probably just some rich mythology nut who didn't wanna share with the museum."

"An interesting theory, but incorrect I'm afraid."

Shocked, the Titans turned to face the widescreen monitor. Slade's masked face took up the whole screen. Robin was the first to react, growling his words with gritted teeth, "Slade! I knew you had something to do with this! What are you planning?!"

"Oh, nothing much, yet. I'm just trying to get all my assets in order at the moment. Waiting on a little delivery."

"So, it was you who hired the thief!"

"Oh, dear," Slade rolled his lone eye. "She is a rather useful child. I was considering simply hiring X until I saw her… resume. I may just take her for a new apprentice."

The boy wonder snarled, "What ever it is you're up to, we will stop you! And we will catch that thief!"

Slade laughed, an low maniacal chuckle, and reclined in his chair, revealing a bit of his surroundings. "We'll see about that."

The transmission ended. The room was silent.

"So, uh, I guess that's a point for Robin then, huh? Heh heh…" Beast Boy was thrown into the wall again. "Ow!"

…

At 43 minutes to midnight, the thief stalked and leapt lazily across the warehouse rooftops, unhurried and unconcerned about any potential witnesses. She had cast one of her most powerful and favored spells, obfuscate, over herself. She couldn't be seen by anyone unless they were already acutely aware of her presence. She counted numbers as she past them, 37…38…39…, to ward off the impending migraine from all the chattering going on in her head.

46…47…48…

-what that silly mortal plans on-

-where was the-

-which number was the-

-erhaps Al Azif will allow us to eat-

-I do hope this does not-

There is no god.

Not true, Book, we are here.

Oh my god…

Really, how can you invoke something you do not believe in.

It's just. An expression. It doesn't mean exactly that. Please stop talking.

Mortals say far too many things they do not mean.

Quite. I do not know why you bother memorizing them all, Grimoire.

Uggghhh…

…You get the idea.

When the thief reached Warehouse 63, she breathed an almost audible sigh of relief and leapt down from the roof, landing with a soft thud in a crouched position. She glanced left, then right – you know very well no one can see you - before pushing herself up into a standing position. She took a few steps toward the pier to take in her surroundings, breathing in the salty scent of Jump Bay and the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

After a moment, she turned to walk back to the warehouse and stopped just short of walking into a short young woman wearing a fierce expression and a blue hooded cloak that had appeared behind her. She was floored for a moment – it looked like the girl was staring right at her! The violet eyes glaring from beneath the cowl seemed to stare at her face unblinkingly. The thief didn't move; she just stared right back, thoroughly perturbed.

No fuckin' way.

It does appear that she sees you, doesn't it?

Can't be. Obfuscate's never failed before.

"Hey, Rae!" A large man, with what appeared to be glowing blue armor covering him, approached the two rapidly, followed closely by a flying girl with orangish skin, a short boy dressed up like a caped traffic light, and a curious green elf-like boy. The thief glanced at them for a moment, and was reassured that they had no idea she was there. Said "Rae" did not react at all and simply kept staring.

"No luck on our end, no sign of Slade or his Sladeb - "he paused, eyeing at the blue clad girl strangely. "What are you looking at, Raven?"

Quietly, she replied, "…The thief."

Oh, fuck me sideways.

…

The wraithlike figure of the thief shot forward, slipping past Raven and gaining a solid form. The thief wearing a green and gold hooded vest, and golden eye mask made a break for the warehouse, swearing almost comically under her breath.

"Wha-Titans Go!" With that cry, the five super heroes sprung into action.

Raven launched forward, displaying an uncharacteristically high level of aggression, flinging several large storage crates in the thief's path to slow her down. The other four Titans paused and looked back at their teammate in surprise.

"Fuck me!" Hissed the crook as she sprung backwards to avoid being crushed. She whipped around, still a good 400 feet from her destination, and glared at her opponents with narrowed red eyes. "What the hell was that about?! I hope you know you could've seriously fucked me up just now!" She yelped as an oil drum was launched at her like a raging bull.

It crashed into the metal doors of the warehouse and smashed them open with an incredible amount of force.

"Whoa, Rae," Beast Boy. "Chill! We're trying to stop her not hospitalize her!"

In a dark tone, Raven shot back, "Speak for yourself."

The thief then decided to speak up, "Y'know what? I think it's time for me to get outta here." She darted towards the warehouse again.

"No!" The sorceress reached out with a tendril of black magic.

It would have caught the other girl if at the last moment, the hooded woman growled out a single word.

"Labefacto!" Suddenly, Raven's magic fizzled and died out for a single moment. Those precious few seconds were all the burglar needed to slip into the dark shadows of the warehouse.

Raven growled and made to follow her. Starfire called out to her.

"Friend Raven? You are the okay?"

"…I'm fine. Let's go."

a/n: I have 2 teen titans ocs now. Cerebra and this one who does have a (real) name, it just hasn't been revealed yet.

side note: I think it would be tedious to specify which outer deity/ being is speaking all the time seeing as the three of them will be cutting in a lot.

Please review, thank you for reading~!