Cyborg, Beastboy, Raven and Starfire were still standing in the middle of the large cave Robin had brought them to. The strangely formal guy in the suit kept bothering them, and Robin still wasn't back yet.

"Anyone know what's going on?" Cyborg asked finally. Everyone shrugged.

"Are you sure there is nothing I can do?" the formal guy asked again.

"We are really fine," Cyborg replied.

"Unless you could maybe give us some cookies?" Beastboy suggested. The formal guy nodded left. Raven slapped Beastboy on the side of his head. "What was that for?"

"Friends, let us not fight, we-" Formal-man came back out of the elevator, walking past them and out the door the girl who punched Robin had come from. A few seconds later, he came back, accompanied by none other than Batman himself. If he was surprised by the four teenagers, he didn't show it.

"I have a prisoner down there," Batman said. "Can you watch him until I get back? I believe you're familiar with him."

"Uh…sh…sure," Cyborg stammered. Batman nodded and left. Formal-man turned to them.

"I suggest you come with me," he said. "I will bring cookies later." He turned and led them down the hallway and into another room, which contained a large cage. Within the cage was…

"Slade?" Beastboy exclaimed. Slade smiled.

"Well if it isn't the Titans," he drawled. "Whatever are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" snarled Cyborg, turning to ask Formal-man, but he'd disappeared.

"Oh, nothing much, just talking to Batman."

"You mean Batman caught you," Cyborg retorted.

"Same idea."

"Well, you're staying in there," Starfire said.

"It's pretty fun to see you on the losing side for…" Beastboy tripped, falling forward onto the control panel, grabbing one of the levers to steady himself. The cage door released. "Once." Slade smiled, at least as much as he ever smiled, and cracked his knuckles.

Barbara pulled into the motorcycle bay. BANG. That probably wasn't good. CRASH. Uh-oh. She sprinted up to the main room, but the cloaked girl with purple hair was thrown into her just as she reached the doorway. They both fell backwards into the wall.

"Oof," Barbara grunted, climbing to her feet. The cloaked girl glared at her. "What's going on?"

"Slade escaped," the girl replied in monotone. BANG.

"Who let him out?"

"Beastboy."

"Why?" The girl fixed her with a look that clearly said that Beastboy just messed up a lot. Barbara groaned. "Let's go." They ran back into the main room. Slade hurled two disks at the red-haired girl, who was flying around the roof of the cave. She dodged one, but the other collided with her and she froze solid.

"Azarath metrion zinthos!" the cloaked girl yelled, and the redhead's frozen form glowed black and stopped falling.

"Duck!" Barbara yelled, knocking the cloaked girl out of the way of a small ball. It landed in the hallway behind them and exploded.

"Thanks," the girl said.

"No problem," Barbara replied, hauling them both to their feet.

"Star!" the half-robot guy yelled, running forward and catching the falling redhead. Slade then kicked him in the back, knocking both of them into one of the shelves of evidence, which crashed down onto them.

"Hey, I spent ages organizing that!" Barbara yelled. Slade turned to face her.

"Oh, and she's back," he grumbled. Barbara smiled, pulling out her batarang. The girl shot black balls of energy at Slade, which he dodged expertly. Barbara hurled her batarang, hand-springing out of the way of the bombs he threw back at them. The batarang missed, lodging in the wall. Barbara landed in the middle of the room, facing Slade.

"Are you sure you want to do this again?" Slade purred.

"Why not?" Barbara retorted. "You don't scare me, Halloween-man." Slade lunged, and Barbara cart-wheeled out of the way. Slade turned to face her, and the cloaked girl reappeared behind him, kicking him in the back. He stumbled forward, spinning back around and roundhouse kicking her in the head. She fell backwards as Barbara tackled Slade. They rolled, Slade finally managing to pin her to the ground by her shoulders. Then, a brightly colored object slammed into Slade, knocking him off her. Barbara leapt to her feet in time to aim a kick at Slade's head, making him let go of Dick. Dick fell to the ground, and Slade rolled away and stood up.

"Well this is interesting," he said. "Let's see how-" He collapsed forward onto the ground, leaving Bruce standing behind him.

"Who let him out?" Bruce asked, clearly very angry to Barbara, but she figured it appeared just as calm as ever to most people. Slade groaned on the ground.

"One of the Titans?" Barbara offered. Bruce nodded, grabbed Slade by the collar, and drug him back towards the holding cell.

"You alright?" Barbara asked, offering Dick a hand and pulling him to his feet.

"I'm pretty sure you hit harder than he does," he replied.

"Yeah, sorry about that." A soft groan came from behind them, and Barbara started forward towards the purple haired girl.

"You should probably dig your team mates out," she instructed Dick, pointing to the boxes of evidence. She knelt down next to the girl, who was starting to sit up. Barbara rested a steadying hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" she asked calmly, keeping half her attention on Dick behind her. The girl held a hand over her head, but nodded.

"I hate hand to hand combat," she declared in monotone. Barbara smiled slightly, standing and helping the girl up. "Raven."

"Batgirl," Barbara replied. "Nice to meet you." Raven raised her eyebrow slightly.

"Why did you punch Robin?" Barbara figured she'd get that question several times.

"Long story."

"Star? Cy? You guys okay?" Dick called. Barbara turned and started forward to help him look through the boxes.

"Robin," Raven said. Dick immediately moved away from the pile, which then was covered in a black glow and floated into the air.

"Thanks Raven," the half-robot said, starting to stand up. Dick walked forward and helped him. Barbara rushed to the unconscious form next to him. The red-haired girl was shivering, her whole body slightly blue in tint. Barbara rolled her eyes at the girl's short skirt and sleeveless top. Bet she has hypothermia with that outfit.She looped the girl's arm around her shoulder and half carried her out from under the debris, which Raven dropped behind them.

"Star!" the half-robot exclaimed, appearing to have recovered from his daze and hurrying over with Dick and Raven. Barbara dropped her into the chair in front of the computer and reached to her belt for one of the heating devices they used when fighting Mr. Freeze.

"She's probably got hypothermia," Barbara explained. "You should tell Alfred we'll need some hot chocolate." She heard Dick's footsteps as he ran into the elevator to go find Alfred.

"Can you grab some blankets?" she requested of the two other Titans as she clipped the device to the shivering girl's belt. It glowed red as it began to work. The half-robot guy handed her a particularly thick blue blanket, which Barbara draped around the girl's shoulders, ensuring to tuck it in tightly. The immediate task completed, she turned around to face Raven and the other Titan.

"Batgirl," she declared, holding out a hand for him to shake. He didn't take it, eyeing her confusedly.

"I'm Cyborg," he replied cautiously, eventually deeming it safe to take her hand. "What was that thing you clipped to Starfire?"

"Personal heater, we deal with a guy who likes to try to freeze people solid."

"Oh," Cyborg replied, looking over at Raven. The green guy slinked into the room, his shoulders slouched as far as they could go, followed by Bruce.

"What's wrong with Star?" he asked, worry underlying his tone.

"Hypothermia," Cyborg replied. The green-guy walked over and Raven slapped his head.

"Idiot," she muttered. Bruce looked over at Barbara, his eyes questioning. Barbara jerked her head upstairs, and Bruce nodded before asking his second question. You let her have your blanket? Barbara couldn't help but smile at that one.