You've Reached Your Destination

by Hotpotatogirl

Cyborg is on his mission to infiltrate the H.I.V.E. academy for information. He will need to stay low in order to not get caught. But like all teenagers, will he make friends? Will he be able to succeed? (COPYRIGHT DC COMICS) (I DO NOT OWN DC COMICS OR ANYTHING WARNER BROS.) This fanfiction covers the in between and on screen shots from the Episode "Deception" from Season 3 ep 1.

"Remember, you have to make sure you can't get caught. It would ruin the whole mission." ~ Robin

Cyborg took one last look in the mirror. He took in what could have been his future if the accident never happened. He looked at the picture of his family posted on the bulletin board. "I'm finally normal again. No! Snap out of it!" He was hit with a wave of emotions. He knew he could get information out of the H.I.V.E. yet it could all go wrong if her didn't control himself. It was an in and out missionbut he honestly didn't know what to expect. Was there a specific process one had to go through in order to enroll? Was it only through recommendations? Or maybe it was a orphanage where all meta-humans went to and were acclimated to be villains. What if there is a special system to go through every day? The ring was able to mask his true form but it was a matter of if it would actually work.

4:37

He glanced away from the clock knowing it was time. He took a deep breath walking out the Titans tower. In his backpack were a handful of things that he needed in case of a backup plan. If it could all go wrong her would be able to just find a way to break free.

He was now in a semi-abandoned part of town. An old factory near the suburbs. There was the H.I.V.E academy underground, away from where the rest of the city was. Starfire was able to drop him off close enough to have him walk to his destination to avoid any followers. He buried his backpack near a tree looking around to see if anyone was nearby. Then, he finally went for it. He went through all the fences, seeing that there was a metal door with an H. He walked over to it and turned the handle. It opened to reveal a regular factory boiler room. He continued to look around and noticed stairs leading down into a hallway. He saw that the yellow walls were split between bronze beams. He began walking slowly down the hallway as her wrapped around the corner. He saw a few different rooms before hearing the chatter of teenagers. "Okay," he stood in front of the cafeteria entrance, taking one last look around, "It's show time baby."