AN: Aright, here's the next post I promised earlier to make up for the short prologue. Next update won't be until next Sunday. See ya then.

1. Rookies

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April 16

Jump City Outskirts

18:24 UTC

On the outskirts of Jump City, far from where anyone could hear, a large red and white stripped circus tent stood in the middle of a wide open area of rocky land. A few tumble weeds skipped over the dry soil as did the occasional piece of trash. The screech of a scavenger bird shot across the land, the only sound made around the tent. All was peaceful outside, inside was a completely different matter altogether.

Explosions filled the inside of the tent. Metal gears and shielding flew through the air along with large fireballs. Robotic animal parts, clown noses, and platform shoes littered the ground in what one could call a psychotic psychedelic circus. Everything had an English flair to it with the flag of Great Britain adorning the barrier separating the performance floor from the audience. A mock setup of Big Ben and other famous landmarks decorated the entrance to the circus' center ring with a seemingly never ending supply of robotic British Bobby's chased after a group of invaders while also guarding a cage full of children who were yelling to be saved.

"Eay, stop trashing my show!" shouted a scrawny Austin Powers wannabe. He waived a cane above his head and was on the edge of his Ring Master seat high above the battle. "Kids need to learn their place and-HEY! No one trashes the Royal-HEY...HEY!"

Ducking behind his chair as a black shrouded bench crashed into the spot he occupied, the ringmaster in a British flag patterned suit, kept his eye on the fight below while pressing a button on top of his cane. "These Yanks are gonna rue the day they came across Mad Mod."

On his command, the top of the circus tent began to spin. The red and white pattern became something similar to a hypnotic vortex with a door opening in its center. A mixture of robotic planes and primates came flying out on a collision course with the intruders below. Under the wings of the robotic fling machines, four barrels extended and opened fire on the first thing they targeted. As for the primates, they behaved in a mob-like fashion and ganged up on the first target they locked onto.

Below the just joining group of robotic weapons, a green cheetah with a black and purple collar, dashed through the gunfire from the planes. It's reflexes kept it one step ahead of the ballistics, which followed him relentlessly. Using that as an advantage, the green animal ran through the legs of several English robotic clowns. Each was destroyed from the volley of gunfire and fell with their destroyed servos causing their legs, arms, or heads to twitch.

Rising up from the ground, the spherical structure known as the Ball of Death, was surrounded with black energy as a young teenage girl floated within it. Her arms and legs were crossed in front of her as gunfire from several robotic trapeze artists rained down on her. With her eyes glowing a bright white, she muttered a quick incantation and threw her limbs out, which in turn caused the metal sphere she was in to explode around her and take out the ariel acrobats as well as their high wires and swings. As she looked down, her purple cloak flapped in the air, exposing her dark gray cargo pants and zippered, knee high boots. A golden, metal belt with red orb halves hung loosely around her waist. Fishnets covered her arms with fingerless gloves covering her hands except for her middle fingers while a black singlet covered her torso. A large raven was embossed across her chest in blue and shimmered in the light. As bits and pieces of the destroyed machines fell to the ground, another young girl was taking care of her business.

Sliding between two robotic strongmen, a blond teen girl in red thigh high boots and reflective red pants slashed their legs out from under them. With both automatons carrying a five hundred pound slab of concrete each, they fell backwards and were crushed by the same objects intended to flatten the teen. Once she was through with them, she then connected her slasher weapons together to form a bow when a whip from a lion tamer stuck her back. Stumbling forward, she was relieved her red, midriff baring leather top protected her from injury as she quickly knocked and fired an arrow at her attacker's head. Once struck, the machine fell to the ground with its head being blown off as the young girl flipped a strand of her long, blonde hair out of her mask covered face then moved on.

"GRAH! Lousy children! Think you can destroy my circus and get away with it?" Activating his cane's top switch, Mad Mod had the floor of the third ring open to allow an elevator to rise with three large robotic elephants ready to go.

With a loud trumpet, the three mechanical pachyderms charged forward with their trunks acting like tank turrents. Large rounds exploded around an incoming young man surrounded in a green energy. His black costume had lines coursing with green energy with a metallic looking mask covering his face. A glowing green ring on his right hand formed a large sword in the shape of a chef's knife with a long, flowing sash from it's handle. In one strong swing, he managed to slice trough the lead elephant in one swipe just as one of the other two fired its tusks, which were really missiles. Forming a shield he blocked the attack but was knocked back a few feet. Not letting that stop him, the light encased teen changed his sword into a magnum revolver with an extra long barrel and a blade attached to it. He made short work of the second of the two elephants with his 'gunblade' then moved onto the next.

Flying back into the main section of the tent, a black clad, green skinned woman with a large red 'X' over her chest re-entered the fray. Her costume was a one piece with red 'Xs' over her shins and a belt, which fed into the 'X' across her chest as well as a piped pattern down the side of her legs to above the knees, forming a pointed arrow-like flair. Unlike her previous costume, her arms were exposed starting at the shoulder where the red 'X' was with a black forearm cover and 'X' covering down to her knuckles. The top of her shoulders and up were uncovered, giving her a more mature look with a long, blue cape flowing from where the Martian insignia wrapped around the upper part of her back.

Motioning with her hands, the emerald woman had over a dozen pipes shoot ahead of her and impale five robotic animals, a tiger, two horses, and a bear. She did not have time to look over her work when two fire breathers launched twin streams of flame at her. As the fire shot forward, the green skinned woman held out an arm, creating an invisible vortex to force the fames around her instead of at her. As she passed the fire breathers, she cocked both fists back and slammed them through their heads as she made her skin as hard and tough as steel.

Across the arena, the robotic primates had banded together and simultaneously attacked the last of the intruders. Wearing black combat boots, dark blue cargo pants, and a dark crimson shirt with black embroidery leading to the center of his chest, the young man let out a roar as he smashed every droid to come close to him. He did everything from punching through their small bodies, crushing their heads in his bare hands, or curb stomping their metal skulls under his boots. Grabbing one of the primates by the tail, the super strong young man flung it around quickly before releasing it at Mad Mod where it crashed near where he hid. The resulting explosion managed to force the English villain to lose his grip on his cane, leaving him no choice but to watch it fall to the ground.

"Not my control cane! You little twits!" Leaping back into his chair, Mad Mod pressed a switch to have his chair lower to the ground with the last of his mechanical army being released. "Get my cane! Don't let those buggers near it!"

"You heard him!" yelled the green woman. "Target the cane! Maneuver eight! Arrowette, on point!"

Knocking an arrow, the red clad teen girl known as Arrowette leapt onto a small trampoline and shot into the air. At the peak of her jump, she released her arrow at the spot where the cane landed. A bright, blinding light erupted as the arrow was a flash bomb. The result was the closest of robots having their optical sensors fried, leaving them with the inability to target the intruders and begin flailing their arms about.

Following Arrowette's attack, the black and green teen boy formed an extraordinary long whip from his ring hand and sliced through several of the robot soldier's heads. Immediately after that, a green hawk rose into the air then morphed into a triceratops as it came back down. It charged forward, crashing into the advancing robots who took positions in front of where the cane lay. Clearing the way even more, the purple cloaked girl rose up behind the green dinosaur with her eyes glowing white. With her arms outstretched, she muttered an incantation and had her black energy enshroud nearby trapeze posts and forced them to crash behind the robots, cutting off their reinforcements and destroying them outright. Taking her que, the green skinned woman shot forward and unleashed a telekinetic wave to trash the remaining machines a moment before the super strong young man leapt into the air and came crashing down with his fist shattering the cane Mad Mod was after.

"NO!" Yelling from where he was, Mad Mod struggled to get out from under a pile of his English themed robotic soldiers and watched as everything in his circus tent came to a stop. The remaining robots slowed down and crumpled to the ground with the hypnotic devices above and around the group becoming still.

Standing in front of the defeated criminal, the six intruders looked down upon him. He had seen them on the TV before, a squad of teenagers taking it upon themselves to act as police for Jump City and other parts of the country. He even knew them by names but never seen them all in one place at the same time. There was the red clad female, the archer of the group named Arrowette. Next to her was the de-morphing dinosaur who became a green skinned teen named Beast Boy and was clad in a black jumpsuit with a purple 'T' shaped area covering his chest down to his stomach. Behind him was the green skinned young woman, Mrs. Martian, who was known for her incredible mental capabilities. Right beside her was the purple cloaked, Gothic girl who went by Raven. Her magic was incredibly powerful and was the cause of the downfall of several criminals as far as Mad Mod could remember. Beside her was the green and black suited teen boy who glowed the same emerald color as his suit with a lantern in the center of his chest. It was no surprise he was called Green Lantern by the press and was the only one, besides the archer, to wear a mask. The last of the group stood directly before him and easily lifted him into the air. The familiar 'S' shield of Superman rested on his broad chest and was enough to cause most criminals to stop what they were doing. Even though he went by Superboy, according to the news, he was anything but a boy.

"Where are the hostages?" Superboy asked as he stared into Mad Mod's eyes.

"Be...behind the main curtain," the English criminal told him. His outfit was covered in dirt and his chili-bowl haircut was a mess.

"Not speaking to you."

"I got them all out," Mrs. Martian informed him. "All thirty seven kids are waiting in the Bioship as we speak."

Looking the group over, Mad Mod saw that, even with each one wearing something different from the other, there was one common connection in their uniforms. In different spots on each was a 'T' symbol. Arrowette had hers on her oval belt buckle. The Green Lantern had his symbol formed where his belt should be and Beast Boy had his 'T' in the purple area of his uniform. Raven had hers in a red jeweled clamp around her neck where her cloak connected and the Martian had hers in the red area of the large 'X' on her torso. Finally, the one holding him up had his 'T' within a shield pattern on his shoulder.

"Now, now, my duckies," Mad Mod stuttered, "we can work all this out. No need to bop old Moddy on the head. I didn't know a few kidnappings would attract so much attention form you superhero lot. But I've never seen you all work together before. You, you a club of some kind? A band?"

"Doesn't matter," Superboy said, "you're still going to jail after you tell us what you were planning here."

"And just for reference," Beast Boy spoke up, "when you do go into that nice cozy cell of yours, you can tell your new buddies all about who put you there."

"And who might that be?" Mad Mod asked with a worried expression on his face.

"Please, do we really need to spell it out for you..."

TITANS