Chapter 12 Other Titans

The figure in the center of the line pressed a button on the right side of their mask. The mask dissolved in a pixelated fade away, allowing the Titans to see their face. Raven sensed that they were all just as surprised as she was. The figure looked like Robin! It was another Robin; an alternate universe version!

"Whaa…" Raven said. She didn't know how to feel about this. It was so confusing, so…weird.

But another Robin wasn't the only strange thing present. The other figures removed their masks too. The big burly one turned out to be an alternate version of Cyborg. He flashed the Titans a goofy, playful grin. The shortest one was Beast Boy. He too looked upon the Titans with a goofy grin, a grin that displayed his fangs. The taller of the two hourglass figures was Starfire. While her hair was more red than pink, her beauty was strong enough to make a whole universe of people turn their heads. As for the last one?

Raven, it was Raven. Raven stared at her look-alike. Their hair was purple as opposed to her black, and her facial features made Raven's look awful. Her eyes glimmered like amethysts, her skin looked fair as a feather. She wore a smirk as she observed the Titans, the sort of smirk that looked more annoyed than anything else. Raven sensed that her emotions were flat, stoic enough to almost be nonexistent.

It honestly scared her. In fact, this whole thing scared her. How was it that alternate universe Titans made themselves known, especially after her dream? Was it a prophetic vision? Did Raven develop of the superpower of prophecy? She hoped not. If this many of the events that she foresaw came into fruition, that meant the rest would too. Even the really bad stuff.

She cringed. Her inner demon was already whispering again. It's growls sounded like threats, threats of eating her soul and taking over her body. She uttered her mantra again. She tried her best to get her emotions back under control. Unfortunately, she didn't see much success. She was freaking out. Very much freaking out.

She turned toward Beast Boy. The goofy green changeling met her eyes, and understanding flashed across his face. He was just about to speak up to their leader when the Master of Games spoke up.

"What do you guys think?" he said with an almost giggly inflection. "These guys look pretty good, eh?"

Starfire had a dreamy, desire-like emotion twinkling in her eyes. "Their Robin…he is so handsome!"

Robin himself gawked. "Look at those guys," he uttered. "They're so…tall!" He stared as the gray outfits the other Titans wore faded away to reveal their regular costumes. "And…they have such big hands!"

Raven snorted. Robin and his baby hands. She always remembered that he had them at the best of times. Admittedly, hearing them be referenced here did make her feel a little better.

The Master of Games grinned as he floated down to Robin's level. "Don't you want to battle these other Titans?" He asked. Raven had the funniest feeling that these words were echoing around in her leader's head. "Prove that you are just as good as they are?"

Robin grinned. "MORE THAN ANYTHING!" The enthusiasm in his voice was unparalleled.

"Great!" The Master of Games exclaimed. He floated upward, resting his chair in a place where he was halfway between both teams of Titans. "Ringed sporting events between multi-dimensional superheroes always bring in a great crowd!"

When that was said, the lights came on overhead. A burst of color flooded Raven's retinas as she saw that they were in the middle of a stadium. On all sides of the stadium were bleachers, with a variety of different people occupying them. The crowd cheered, whooped, and clapped. The sorceress could make out a variety of different cheers.

"Go Titans, GO!"

"I love you Raven!"

"Kick those chibi knockoffs' butts!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

This was bad. Now, Raven had a whole stadium present to watch her potentially lose control over herself. She felt sick to her stomach as she uttered her mantra again, each word tinted with nausea.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!" The Master of Games shouted. "This…is the tournament of Titans! Today, the Teen Titans will face their greatest challengers yet….the Teen Titans!"

Sparklers went off, confetti rained down from the ceiling. The cheers of the crowd grew stronger, more excited.

"This is bound to be an exciting event!" The Master of Games continued. "I haven't been this excited since I've watched a universe dissolve into dust!"

Raven raised an eyebrow. What a strange comparison. Seriously, what was this guy's deal?

"Now, let's get started with this fight before you all get impatient and start throwing rotten tomatoes." He chuckled. "The fight will get started in three…two…one…"

"WAIT!"

The Master of Games raised an eyebrow. His gaze, as well as the gazes of every Teen Titan present, traveled over to Raven. She swallowed a lump as she took a step forward.

"Don't…I mean…wouldn't it be a good idea with us to become acquainted with our opponents first?"

The Master of Games snickered. "Why? So you have a personal connection with the person who's butt you're kicking?" He waved his hand. "I say we get started with the fight right now. Wouldn't you guys agree?"

The alternate Titans exchanged looks until their Robin took a step forward. The response he gave to the Master of Games both surprised Raven and made her feel immense relief.

"Actually," he said, his voice a lot less annoying than her Robin's shrill shrieks. "I think that is a good idea. We didn't even know that there were other universes with other Teen Titans until recently. I personally would love to get to know our counterparts better." He turned toward his team. "Right guys?"

The other Titans nodded, which got a groan from the Master of Games.

"Ugggghhhhh….very well." He floated over to the edge of the stadium. "If you guys want to take a five minute recess to get acquainted, then go ahead. But you ONLY get five minutes. This fight is important to a lot of people, especially me."

Robin smiled. "Thank you." He gestured for the other Titans, both those on his team and those on the other, to follow him.

Raven breathed a sigh of relief. Good. She had just bought herself some time. Not a lot, but she hoped that he would figure out a course of action within the five minutes she had been afforded.