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Kyd crept about the children's section, keeping to the shadows. He silently gripped the edges of his long dark cloak, ready to whip it about to either leap through the shadows or slice at the Titan who would be attracted by the noise. Kyd Wykkyd tensed slightly as his sharp ears noted the rush and fluttering of cloth getting louder and louder. Such noises would have been imperceptible to any other, but Kyd knew that someone was coming, and his senses were much sharper than the ordinary person's. He knew from experience that one needs sharp senses in order to survive, especially considering how easily he was able to take care of those without. Kyd withheld the smirk that would normally have crossed his face. A Titan was about, and he had to be careful about himself. If he was found, the entire mission was compromised, and the HIVE FIVE would be hard pressed for another chance at a prize as the one under his feet.

The firmness of the wall told Kyd that there wasn't any more room to back away. A quick glance forward through the aisle showed that he hadn't gotten far from the area with the chairs. Kyd frowned slightly. He couldn't hear any footsteps. Kyd thought quickly about what this could mean. There were only five Titans in Jump City, and of them, the robotic teen Cyborg couldn't conceal his footsteps. The Boy Wonder on the other hand, from what Kyd had discovered, was likely adept enough to move silently, but there was that strange whining sound.

What is that sound? Kyd wondered to himself. He tried to remember where he had heard that slight vibration in the air before, why it felt so familiar. He ruled out the alien girl - she was clearly out of the question. The green changeling? Kyd smirked at the thought of the changeling being silent. He did not know the changeling too well, but he was sure that the changeling could not make his skin tingle as such. Then who?

The ends of Kyd's hairs stood on end, and the dark thief felt a shiver run through his body. He had felt this before, so often. He froze up with hesitation. He wasn't sure what to do. He knew that he would have to fight her, that much was certain, but could he? The sorceress was powerful, yet Kyd was confident of his own abilities, and sure that if and when they fought, he could come out on top if he focused. But he didn't want to fight her...

Kyd then paused as he second thought his own thoughts. He wondered why he had just so desperately wanted it not to be her. He had fought with her before alongside the HIVE, but why was it that he hesitated now?

Kyd shook his head, trying to focus on the here and now. His head turned to the bookshelf to the right, and quickly clambered up the shelves to balance silently upon the thin and narrow top. Ensuring his own silence and virtual invisibility in the shadows, Kyd Wykkyd hid in the darkness, eyes watching for the approaching girl. His heart sank as he saw her there.


Raven quickly flew about the library, rushing through the aisles of books, finding her way back to the children's section. She scowled as she did so, though she wondered what would cause someone to incapacitate some guards at a library. What was their goal? Did it have something to do with why she had been tasked to guard the building? If so, then Raven knew she had messed up, and she needed to fix her mistakes.

Once she was over the children's section area with the comfy chairs and colorful rug, Raven tried to find whoever it was who had made the noise. It sounded like yelling, but nobody was there. Raven frowned, wondering where the person or thing was hiding. She searched the area, looking for any hiding place where an intruder might have hid. Using her abilities, she had focused on lifting up the chairs and bean bags, searching underneath them. The sorceress flushed as she found the racy book she had just been reading, and a quick corona of energy engulfed the book, then sent it flying back to it's place in the library shelves.

Her quick search of the area revealed nothing to Raven. Whoever was in here was likely gone, but they were very good. They were Robin-good, leaving no trace of their presence to her search. Raven clenched her fists, and a bean bag behind her exploded as she groaned in frustration. She had failed, and let the city down. Someone had gotten in, and she hadn't stopped them. And they had likely done whatever it was she was supposed to have stopped. Or had she?

Raven wondered why that sound could have been made? It was definitely a voice, but whose? Pondering this, Raven tried to get her emotions back in check, breathing in, and out, focusing her abilities and emotions, becoming more aware of the various emotions she was feeling, and bringing them under control.

"Wait, that's odd...," Raven thought aloud, as she began to sense something from slightly above her, but a few feet off to the side. Eyes closed, Raven focused, her empathic senses feeling a strong surge of conflict that was not her own. She frowned, wondering why she could feel emotions that weren't hers. What with the lack of guards in the library, she was the only person in this library who should have active emotions at the moment...wasn't she?

Focusing her senses on the stray tangle of emotions, Raven quickly realized that they were fading, and losing in strength, though the emotions seemed rather conflicted. Trying to discern the emotions, Raven got the sense of humor and joy, but it seemed in conflict with regret and a sense of unwanted conflict. And was that a hint of infatuation she noted? The emotions were confused, tumbled, and congealed into a single psychic mass, and as Raven tried to peer further into the mess, then something went wrong. The presence, the emotions, they simply vanished.

Confused, Raven expanded her empathic senses even further, and found the tangled mass of feelings once more. The emotions now seemed erratic, but focused, now turning to more confrontational feelings. She could feel from the thing a sense of being hunted, and wishing to get away mixed with a desire to lash back and attack the threat. Raven realized her senses were noticed, for the emotions were slowly fading in strength, but remained nonetheless. Her eyes shot open, and gazed to where her senses lead her, floating through the bookshelves, before stopping in a certain part of the children's section where she turned towards the shelf, then floated straight up to meet the gaze of two orbs of scarlet.

"Found you."


Kyd Wykkyd was looking down upon the children's section reading area with the comfy chairs and rug hiding the secret entrance. Perched perfectly in the shadows, Kyd blended in with the surrounding darkness, glowing red eyes dimmed, and unnoticeable. He had to stay calm. There was no use in getting worked up, he had to take care of her.

But, he couldn't. Kyd knew he had to get into the hidden vault that was no beneath the sorceress' feet, and he would have to fight her to get there, but he just could not bring himself to fight her. Why is that though? he wondered to himself. He could not explain why he was hesitant, when he had fought her before, when he and the gang were caught in the middle of a heist by those darn do-gooders. She was one of those do-gooders, so why was he hesitant to attack her? Was it attraction? Not really, no. He merely joked around, and made those signs of attraction to throw the do-gooders off their game. He had fought her before, tried to kill her before with Psimon, so why was he hesitating now? Knowing fully well he could take her out quickly, Kyd Wykkyd felt rooted to the spot, snared in hesitation like a deer caught in headlights.

A book flew past his head. A raised eyebrow and trained reflexes caught the book instinctively, and with nary a second thought, Kyd Wykkyd pocketed the book. He wondered if it was important, but doubted it. He then looked on to see the sorceress rooting through the children's section of the library, no doubt searching for him. A part of Wykkyd was glad she couldn't find him, but for some reason, another part wanted to stand before her, let her know he was there. Odd, the dark teen figured, knowing that he had to put duty first.

Looking on with curiosity, Kyd gazed at the sorceress, who seemed to be trying to calm down. Kyd smiled. The sorceress was a fright when she was furious and caught up in her emotions, but when she was calm, the teleporter found her a demure beauty. Kyd frowned a little though, for the sorceress' hood was up, and he could not gaze upon her...

Kyd blinked. No, he told himself sternly. He had to focus on the mission. Kyd calmed himself down, and began to think about the task at hand, what he had to do. He had to have fun with a pesky obstacle to a prize that would give him a great deal of fun for a very long time. So much mischief to be wrought with such a prize, such grandeur in scheming designs! Kyd smiled mischievously, when he felt his skin chill, and knew something was wrong.

He looked on with horror as the sorceress seemed to turn his way. Her eyes were closed, yet for some reason, Kyd knew that he had been found. He felt a surge of curiosity in his thoughts, an emotion that welled up from deep inside. A psychic touch to his emotions, trying to find him, trying to figure him out. Kyd panicked, blood pumping quickly as fear began to take a hold of him. Old memories resurfaced at the mental and emotional prodding, ancient memories - snippets of a past Wykkyd never wanted to relive. Flames burned in the dark teen's vision, awful laughter sounding in his ears, glittering maws and sharpened claws gleaming in the firelight, as he could feel the wails of thousands in an instant. Horrors Kyd Wykkyd knew were better buried.

Clutching his head, Wykkyd moaned in abject silence as he filled his mind with a single thought:

Fight or Flight?

Kyd Wykkyd vanished. The shadows swirled, and he was on the other side of the children's section, now out of sight and hopefully farther enough away that he wouldn't be seen. He prayed that the sorceress merely give up looking for the source of the sounds the communicator made, but he knew that was unlikely. It was wishful thinking, that she would leave for another part of the library so he could go back and get into the hidden vault, and finish the job.

But first, he had to bring himself under control. Kyd Wykkyd remembered how the sorceress always seemed to lack emotions, yet he just now felt a surge of emotions. It was strange, but it told Kyd something. Her abilities came from her emotions, and she can read his. That was how she seemed to look right at him, though he was hidden. His emotions betrayed him, his own thoughts a flashing sign to her.

Closing his eyes, Kyd took a few deep breaths, centering himself as he did so. He now accepted the inevitable. She could find him, and so he would have to fight her. Though he did not wish to cause any harm to her, Kyd cemented his resolve, gloved fingers lightly grasping the edge of his cloak as he prepared himself to teleport into the fray.

But he should have been paying much more attention, for when he opened his scarlet red eyes again, he found himself staring right into a pair of beautiful violet eyes surrounded by the darkness of a hood.

"Found you," Raven said, as Kyd noticed her mouth curl into a slight smirk.


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