Our Time in Reverse – What it Takes –

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So, they went from Puppet King, Dr. Light I think… will check, Triton, Cinderblock and Plasmus and of course, Mumbo. Who else, you may ask yourselves? I decided to take Mad Mod and make him a 'volunteer' so that Slade could use the actual chip. Also, the detonator will actually act as not a decoy, but more. The beams will be injected not shot at them and revved up will come before apprentice part one and two. This will cement Slade's plan as Robin is an official, honorary titan for a year, and recall, he has until December or longer to impress his real boss. Bruce said in four days, he's coming back to check and see if Slade has struck again. If Dick acted out by then, and if Vyborg failed his team to stay alert and away in the first place to avoid expulsion as a hero at all in Jump. He is punishing and testing the heroes because he cared, but what happens if Dick even fools the bat? Find out! Also, Dick does have the serum in him as s minor advantage like rose did but his case is it takes longer and he's not as adaptive with it as his master. Not until he ups his really villain boot camp training once his test is over.

So, what about Tara in this? You'll see her in season two and the first season still has days to count down. Find out!

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Chapter 45: School's Out - Mod's in the House, literally!

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Robin groaned and sat up, well. He thought he had been in the tower that night in his bed. Had been, being the question as he woke….

"Uh?" He saw the walls of black and white, just like the floors. A balustrade Osgood in the center front as a stage to some big event title. As Dick's consciousness re-emerged from its drugged, he imagined, slumber, he saw chairs set up with special qualities to them. His had power cuffs you'd only see for meta…

Dick started to tug as he heard Star groan, then all the teens waking in a line or cluster beside him. All in those chairs as the lights fully left them to squint away a brand-new distraction.

"Good morrow, my duckies!"

He was.

The man looked a stereotype of the late sixties. The dated clothing, the teeth. A raspy yet worry banter to be had, Dick could already tell by the red ginger's way he held his walking cane. He resembled someone who had seen too many show tunes.

"How did you take us out? We were in the tower. My secu-

"Enough about all a' that, Cyborg, lads and lasses? My goal was clearly right on target. Were you expecting to get through the week without me to crash in, uninvited? We're just getting started!"

The kids growled as the man pulled his white ascot and face palmed as if he were making a good mistake. "Ah, how rude of me not to be introducing myself. Very, sorry. Mad Mod, pleased to meet you' lot." The man bowed like a king as Dick saw crazy in red for the first time. Wearing the British flag.

"You're a carefree catch, yes." He rubbed his chin. "An for one, thought it awful from the very beginning about why you brats decided to pick on the smallest of us." The man bemoaned as he let a set of images flash from a projection device onto the wall by him. "Stopping crime. Interfering with the plans of hard-working individuals, like me. We've had it up to here – so I thought I'd teach you little snots a long lesson in respect for sure."

"Who do you work for? Who sent you to capture us?" Dick's question was an obvious fear and his anticipation of seeing his master ever again. "Why, this laddie sounds to me, that he thinks I cannot plan a likely ploy all on my own? Bah! I run this place for me, nobody told me to come and whip your teammates into shape." Mod grunted. "Thinks he has to be smart, does he? You'll be first for your exams then –

"Wait!" Raven was too late as the floor opened up below and Dick went falling through it to some unknown location with a cry.

The floor closed back up and Starfire and the others could not stay quiet, all while Moddy dusted his hands if the little spat he'd halted.

"You shall bring him back and stop your evil illusions this…moment!"

"This is all as real as you see it, lov. My duckies in a row. Will tour pretty, starry eyes be the next on our list to fail her courses?"

"Courses?" Bb shook. "We're in the tower! There is no way this place is for real, and why a school?"

He was right. It looked like some prep school with every inch a memory of being at one for those that had backgrounds for having attended. "Great checking up, Bb. You can drop the act, Mod. We'll get our team outta this, and you are gonna have ta give that degree up or head rightful the latest cell upgrade a' this city."

"Is that right?" Mad mod hummed before pressing a rather impressive ruby atop his cane. Robin had been not a tap, yet that cane had then something to do with this entire design, Cy wondered. "You're wanted in Arts and bloody crafts . Class is in session. Each of you lot are going to pass and do as you're told…or none of you are leaving after remedial. There's the bell, my duckies-

"What bell-

Wah!" Bb was shocked by a glowing power as he squealed like mouse. " Duude! So real! Okay, okay!"

"See? Your lil' green friend knows how important a well-rounded kick in the pants and a five-star education should be. See you after class, teenaged no – gooder, Titans !" He laughed maniacally and they flew, fell into deep voids within the illusion or were whisked around and up, somewhere, while Mod put a hand to his ear as a real secret service agent might.

"All cleared up as you wanted, Mr. Slade, was it? So thankful for the opportunity, really is such an honor. And your apprentice is in safe hands. I won't have him be participating in –

~ He should. Mind the fact right now, he needs the extra credit. ~ Slade's voice crackled through ear piece as Mod gave a happy grin. "I was going to plan on sending him to the lab to dissect a frog then. Might gave to make it double that credit if the frog keeps him company while the titans break through my illusions."

~ Whatever makes them closer than before. I want a team made out of those titans for as long as they are under your control. For now. ~

"Will do, mate. Say..." Mad mod looked slyly to the ends of his own twisted thoughts of power as Slade listened. For now. "That asylum was well and too cramped a spot to plot anymore my future endeavors. Would if I win over your lot, you maybe have me granted my own pad to foresee any future…evil invitations? I know your reputation proceeds an 'all. As a very busy man even to the Justice League. Such a legend, mate. You're all the Hive ever spoke about a month ago. Cinderblock has your photo on his bedroom wall. That old chestnut. But still, bloke? If I get this just right for you, sir…I need a base of my very one to crash on in while I avoid the men in white coats."

~ I will see whether your work is optimal first. I never go back on my word, aa long as the result should show. The Titans are far more aware than you think, Mod. This is no test, but a trial they'll have no choice but to pass. My dear apprentice thinks I haven't stayed at a hair's breath away of his wellbeing. What sort of teacher abandons their cause? So, you'll do the same. No tantrums. The only punishment is this illusion, to face you and return to their tower in one piece. ~

"As I know it, the contraption that is holding this place completely together is no movie set at all you upgraded my tech from a god's perspective. I have nothing but to keep my part, mate."

~ As it should. I look forward to seeing how they've "Developed" under your care. If only for today. ~ Slade cut the line as Mod gripped his cane and sneered to himself. "Sorry, mate. The titans are in my control for now…see if I don't whip them up into mindless soldiers to take apart your damned empire."

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I'm using the joke that a clockwork orange the voice actor IS the ass who played the main character in that movie. Look it up. That's why mod was a fashion designer originally in the comics I think but in the 03 ttg they hinted it as well. Omg.

He's on the lam!! Find out!!