Chapter 49 Hexagon vs The Multiverse

"YAAH!"

All the Titans from all the universes jumped towards Hexagon, either using their flying powers or getting help from someone with flying powers to cover as much distance as possible. Hexagon, growling, shot his arms towards them in an attempt to stop them, but that just gave the Titans a landing pad. The two Robins at the front of the pack landed on Hexagon's arms and barged forward at top speed. They both got their grappling hooks and staffs ready. The other Robins followed their example.

"AIM FOR THE FACE!"

Multiple Robins shot towards Hexagon at once, hitting him square in his eight eyes. The demonic fusion screamed, batting the Titans away with his four burly arms. Unfortunately for him, the Robins had more tricks off their sleeves than that. The 1930s Robin, wearing a face more giggly and giddy than most other 1930s cartoons, threw a stick of dynamite right down Hexagon's ear canal. The explosion this sound created was immense, not to mention extraordinary. Hexagon put his hand to his ear, but that would turn out to not be the best decision. Bird Robin of the animal Titans pecked away at his ears, and the monkey Robin shot bananas right into his mouth. Nobody thought much about this action until the fruits exploded in Hexagon's mouth.

"NICE!" Monkey Robin and Robin yelled. The latter attacked Hexagon's forearm, sending more punches toward him than were seeable with the naked eye. Hexagon, despite the very immense pain, tried to squish Robin. The goofy Boy Wonder was so preoccupied with this activity that he didn't even notice Hexagon reaching for him, meaning he was essentially toast. Thankfully and luckily, he teleported away right before Hexagon could crush him. He blinked while standing on the ground before he heard laughter. Looking up, he spotted Larry, giggling and twirling around in the air.

"I did it!" he exclaimed. "I actually figured out how to teleport someone properly! WOO!" He held his hand high above his head, looking ready to dance like he was at a disco party.

"Yeah, you did." Robin, wearing a super-determined face, looked back up at Hexagon. "But that won't be enough. I still need to find a way I can attack Hexagon."

"Not a problem, Bobblehead Buddy!" Larry then morphed into a cannon, laughing all the while. "Well, what are you waiting for? Hop in!"

Grinning wickedly, Robin stuffed himself into the cannon. Once everything except his monstrous head were inside, Larry's fuse lit up. Robin hyped himself up when this happened, giggling like a menace. I can do this. I can…

BOOM!

"WOOHOO!" Robin went sailing back towards Hexagon. He didn't know how well this fight would bode in the Titans' favor, but… man was he feeling confident about their chances!

…

The group of Beast Boys sailed towards Hexagon in their bird forms, which was something Beast Boy only realized was a little silly after taking a second to think. What damage could birds do? No, seriously, what damage could birds do? They weren't even in the form of particularly big or strong birds, like ostriches or peregrine falcons. They were just normal sparrows, orioles, and finches. Not the greatest selection out there, which was a problem since they were going into battle against the fusion of some of the most powerful beings in the entire multiverse.

He sighed. "Mans, we can't do nothing when it comes to damage." He zipped higher into the air, hoping that he could afford himself some time to think. "We need to be something scary, something painful. We needs to deal as much damages to the big bad Hexagon as possible." Flapping his wings, he turned toward the other Beast Boys. "Anyone got any ideas?"

The Beast Boys exchanged looks, looking just as stumped and as confused as Beast Boy felt. Right as Beast Boy was about to grow frustrated, the face of his original, serious double lit up. He zipped higher into the air, aimed himself toward Hexagon, and morphed into a piranha.

Beast Boy gasped as his double shot toward Hexagon. "Piranhas! That be brilliant, yo!" He turned toward the other Beast Boys. "Dudes, let's all be piranhas!" He aimed himself at Hexagon's stomach, morphing into a piranha. He, along with all the other Beast Boys, yelled at the top of their voices as they shot into battle. Beast Boy opened his mouth as wide as his fish self could allow, and…

CHOMP!

Oh goodness gracious, Hexagon tasted nasty! His belly tasted like it was covered in garlic juice. What was a demonic fusion doing lathering himself in garlic juice?

Well, that was neither here nor there. Hexagon screamed in pain as he tried to detach the Beast Boys, but it was like trying to remove ticks that had lodged themselves deep into the skin. This satisfied the Goofy Green Changeling. Was this what it felt like to win in a fight? Was this what happened when a bunch of different Beast Boys from a bunch of different dimensions came together to fight off a common enemy? If so… well, he could say that this satisfied him. It satisfied him a lot.

…

The Starfires rose into the air, with Starfire and Starfire at the front of the pack. Starfire, with her eyes glowing the green that many planets associated with the world of Tamaran, squinted at the humongous red double. This nuisance… this hideous, horrible monster, had created more trouble than was appropriate. He had kidnapped Raven, he had made a mess of the multiverse, and he had almost gotten the Titans killed on more than one occasion… he needed to be taken down. He needed to be taken down right here, right now.

And thankfully, she had the perfect method to accomplish that.

"Tameranean battle formation Pleeblex!" She shouted while squinting and pointing at Hexagon.

"RECKSAR!"

The Starfires shot starbolt after starbolt right at Hexagon, hitting him in the arms, the mouth, the nose, the chest… they hit him in multiple areas, causing a burning scent to fill the area. Starfire smiled. While she couldn't speak for any of her counterparts, she could at least say that she was feeling boatloads of righteous fury. Once again, the one-half of Hexagon had started this whole mess. How could she not be aggravated at him? How could she not feel righteous anger towards him? How could she and the rest of her counterparts want to take him down? It seemed like a no-brainer. It seemed…

"AAH!" The Starfires split up when Hexagon took a deep breath and shot a stream of fire breath in them. Starfire ended up in the same group as her original serious counterpart, and as such, she looked towards her for answers.

"This is more difficult than battling a blortworm! How can we do the defeating of the Hexagon?"

Starfire sighed. "Well… I think we might need to…"

Before she could finish her sentence, another Starifre zipped past the two of them. It was the comic book Starfire, and she looked as determined and as furious as they come. Starfire watched in awe as she flew towards Hexagon, not knowing whether she was acting brave, reckless, or a little bit of both. Thankfully, she got an answer to that inquiry within no time at all.

POW!

She punched Hexagon right in the face, making him stumble backwards. All the Starfires cheered when they saw this, as did Starfire herself.

"WOO! THAT WAS THE AMAZING!"

Starfire chuckled. "I don't know about you, Star, but I believe we may have the chance to defeat Hexagon after all."

"We most certainly do!" She turned back to the other Starfires. "COMEON, SISTERS!"

…

Cyborg and Cyborg each let out a deep breath as they stood on the ground. They looked at the massive monstrosity that was Hexagon before exchanging a look with one another. However, it wasn't a despondent look, nor was it one of despair. It was one of determination, of confidence in their plan and confidence in each other.

"Ready, bud?" Cyborg asked.

"Yep!"

So, grinning from ear to ear, both Cyborgs morphed into military tanks. The rest of the Cyborgs followed suit, which only made Cyborg feel even more confident.

"Ready!" All the Cyborgs aimed their guns at Hexagon. "Aim!" The guns charged up, with the power they had showing if one were to look inside the guns themselves. "BOOYAH!"

BOOM! The look of the guns going off was electrifying. The lasers they shot at Hexagon's form glowed like a million suns, creating quite the light show. It was an effective light show too; some of the lasers formed dents and even wounds all over Hexagon's front. Cyborg grinned when he saw this, and his counterpart did the same thing by his side.

"Well. Are we awesome or what?"

Cyborg smirked. "Eh. I think it's safe to say that we're awesome."

The Cyborgs laughed before firing more laser blasts.

…

"HYAH! HYAH!"

Raven, along with her counterparts, aimed telekinetic blasts at Hexagon. Raven herself was using both her anxieties and her fears as the fuel for her powers. She couldn't help but think of Raven, still watching powerless on the ground. How was she feeling at the moment? Was she happy like she had seemed to be before? Was she frightened out of her mind? Raven didn't know, and she wasn't interested in guessing at the moment either. No matter how she felt, she needed to be protected.

Yes, she needed protection. And… well, maybe this sounded supremely corny on Raven's part, but… she wanted to be the one to personally protect her counterpart. She has gone through a lot. Really, they had both gone through a lot, especially together. Raven's mind flashed back to all the misadventures they had ever since they got taken hostage by the Trigons. She thought about how they had fooled Trigon with costumes. She thought about how they had breakfast together in the Outward Inn. She thought about all the moments they shared, the moments of fear, apprehension, and understanding. Raven… she was someone who Raven really connected with. Perhaps that was to be expected, but… well, that connection needed to be protected and nurtured. The girl who Raven had helped escape from the powerful, vastly horrible interdimensional demons who had been chasing her all this time wasn't going to go down or die so easily. Raven would fight Hexagon. She would fight Hexagon for Raven's sake.

And she did. She and her counterparts made some amazing progress when it came to beating up the demonic amalgamation. It was impressive, in a sense. Considering that Trigon himself was already a galaxy-level threat, it was a miracle that the Titans were making as much progress as they had. Not that Raven was complaining, of course; she was beyond thankful that they were making progress. And she had no doubt in her mind that the other Titans felt the same way.

"Keep it up, crew!" Raven heard Beast Boy yell.

Raven grit her teeth. Oh, I will. She took a deep breath, uttered "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" and aimed another blast of dark energy at her father… fathers?... father. As she did, she did something she didn't normally do; pray. Please please, PLEASE let us defeat Hexagon. I need to keep Raven safe.

"It's working!" Raven heard Starfire shout out. "We have the above hand!"

This made Raven smile. Maybe… maybe the Titans would win. Maybe they would take down Hexagon. That would be incredible. Beating one Trigon by himself had been nothing short of a miracle. Them defeating two was unfathomable… and yet it was happening. It was happening right here, right now, and Raven was here to witness it. Nay, take part in it.

We're doing it. We're gonna win.

Unfortunately, her high spirits were quickly snuffed out. In a blink-and-you'll-miss moment, one of Hexagon's four arms shot towards the Starfires. He had his hand curled into a fist, which he used to punch the Starfires out of the air. Raven felt multiple levels and layers of fear shoot through her when she saw this.

No! NO!

"ENOUGH OF THIS FOOLISHNESS!" Hexagon bellowed. His hands glowed with an orange aura, and as they did, an odd sensation came over Raven. She gasped as she, as well as everyone else, glowed too. All the Titans… the whole multiverse of them, rose into the air. They rose higher and higher until they all formed a heilo of sorts that floated above Hexagon's head. The demon raised his hands high into the air before…

SLAM!

All the Titans were thrown to the floor. The only ones who didn't land on concrete were the two Robins; they landed on a roof. No one else was as lucky as they were; they all landed with enough force to shatter every last bone. And that was exactly how Raven felt as she lay on the ground. She felt like she couldn't move. She felt like she shouldn't move.

This… oh man, we really need a miracle…