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Chapter 6 - Too Late to Apologize?

It turns out that Baljeet did not break his hand.

However, he did now have to explain to the school nurse three things: why his knuckles were now scrapped and bloody, why there was a dent in locker #260, and why he did not show up to his first period class.

The first one he explained away with tripping in the hallway. He feigned ignorance on the second. The third? Well, he couldn't come up with a good answer for that. The nurse gave him a questioning eyebrow, but said nothing. She put some medical gauze around his fingers, told him not to agitate it further, and sent him on his way.

As soon as he walked out of the nurse's office, however, his anger started to flare up again. He was still upset over Ginger's actions, and even worse, he was getting more upset that he was getting upset.

And he was mad about it.

How many times was he going to say those words?

No matter. Baljeet had to get to his class and keep his mind at bay, at least for now. He made his way to his class, hoping just to make it through school intact.

For the next two days, Baljeet did not see Ginger at all. Not in the hallway, not during lunch, not even during their shared science class. He was able to hear the whispers of other students that she had taken ill on the day of their argument, but no one else knew the real reason. And Baljeet was beginning to suspect said reason.


That would certainly explain the glares that Holly kept giving him. And her slamming her locker shut whenever he was nearby. And the almost haphazard way her backpack almost careened into his head.

...Actually, that did explain things.

He couldn't really blame Holly; she was Ginger's best friend, after all.

Maybe that's the reason that Baljeet currently found himself standing next to the wall, his lunch in his hand, and about to have the first conversation with Ginger in almost three days.

Ginger had returned that morning to the relief of her friends (and Baljeet). She carried on as if nothing had transpired, with one exception.

She didn't talk to him. No looks, no mumbling hellos, not even a glance. It was like he was a ghost.

Going days without talking was one thing. That, plus the personal situation between them, plus the fact they had a project due on Monday, was an entirely different thing altogether.

Baljeet shook his head. This was stupid. He wasn't sure why he was thinking about the project right now. That should've been the last thing in his mind.

And to be honest, he wasn't even sure what he was going to say to her. But it had to be something. The project was secondary. Repairing any sort of meaningful interaction with Ginger was his primary objective.

Baljeet walked up to the pair, the feeling of dread still in his stomach. He cleared his throat, and Holly turned his head toward him, death glare at the ready.

"Holly, may I please speak with Ginger?"

Her eyes narrowed even further.


OK, now it was getting impressive.

Baljeet sighed. "Two minutes. That is all I am asking for. I will leave immediately afterward. You have my word."

Silently, and with a slight hesitation, Holly got up from her bench, whispering something in Ginger's ear that he couldn't quite catch. She looked at him and held up her wrist. "You have two minutes."

"Thank you."

"I'm timing you."

"I am aware of that."

He saw a flash of something in her eyes (Pity? Concern?), but it was gone in an instant. Holly made her way to the lunch line, leaving the two alone.

Baljeet turned to his partner. "Ginger, you do not have to acknowledge anything that I am saying. I am not expecting you to. I just wish for you to listen."

She did not look up at him. She did, however, not make a motion to strangle him. Little victories.

"I am not going to apologize for anything that I said to you on Wednesday. Your actions are not excusable. I know that, and I believe you know that as well."

Ginger stiffened up, so Baljeet made a point to hurry it along. "I will, however, apologize for the way I said it. I was not able to control my anger, and thus made a hostile situation that had no place being at school. I was the cause of you not being here for the past two days. For that...I am sorry."

He wasn't even sure why he was the one apologizing. She was the one that had a secret journal for the past six months. She was the one that caused the argument.

But he couldn't stay mad at her. And he had a strange suspicion as to why.

"Um..." Baljeet had to get his last part in quickly, for Holly was making her way back to the table, a carton of milk in her hand. "I believe I have enough research where we could conceivably make a passable grade for our project. We will be missing a few points of contention, but I could make it work...if you are interested."

He stepped backward. "I have to go. Buford without a doubt will wish to speak to me about something stupid, no doubt. I shall talk to you later...hopefully."

With that, he was off, breathing a sigh of relief. Now it was her move.

Holly glanced down at her watch as she walked back up to Ginger. "One fifty-seven. He's good; I'll give him that." She put her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Are you OK, Ginger?"

She nodded.

"Well, that's good. What did he say to you?"


"...Wow, don't be so specific."

Ginger continued to look down at the table. "Can I ask you something, Holly?"


"Am I a terrible person?"

"Oh, you have to be kidding me." Holly smacked her forehead in frustration. "Ginger, we've already been over this. I told you from the beginning you need to talk to him. Staying home from school didn't help anything." She put her carton down and grabbed both of Ginger's shoulders. "You have to talk to him. I understand why you don't want to, but you can't just keep ignoring him. Plus, I don't believe you even can."

Ginger nodded slowly. "You're right."

"I'm always right."

"Debatable." Ginger looked across the cafeteria, lost in thought. "I'll go tomorrow."

"No, girl. Tonight." Holly's stare bore into her brain. "Tonight."

The Asian girl looked in the direction that Baljeet had walked. It wasn't an easy feeling to embrace, but her best friend was correct; she had to go see him.

If for nothing else, for the sake of their friendship.

...Whatever remained of it, anyway.

This Crazy Little Thing - Chapter 6


I remember when I used to update more than once a couple of months. Those were the days.

To tell you the truth, I've really soured on this chapter. It was suppose to be longer, with a lot more detail in it...but at the end of the day, I would like to finish this fic at some point this century. So if that means cutting stuff, that's what I'll do.

Next chapter will be the meeting of the minds. It may also end up being a little...controversial, so to speak.

Read and review, if you like. Until next time.


Disclaimer: The Teen Titans animation is the property of Glen Murakami and Warner Bros. Animation.

Chapter 6 - Things Go South

A giant raven made of magical energy slammed into the nearest group of robots, causing a huge explosion. Raven, across the room from them, prepared another blast.

"Dear Lord, Raven, I didn't know you'd take my advice to heart so much."

"You clearly haven't been around Beast Boy long enough." The sorceress launched another dark wave out.

Argent flew close to the wall, dodging laser blasts from multiple enemies. "Hey Raven! How come it doesn't seem like we're running out of bots?"

Raven did a quick glance around at the scattered boxes the Sladebots had come from. "That's because we're not." Her eyes glowed white as she scanned the area. "They're coming in from somewhere. Let me see-"



A stray Sladebot slammed his forearm into Raven, who careened into the nearest wall.


Argent bowled her way through another group of enemies, landing next to the semi-conscious Raven. In desperation, she put a dome around the two, cutting them off from their foes.

"Are you all right?"

"Ugh..." Raven shook her head to get the cobwebs out. "I think I'm fine." She slowly stood up and dusted off her cloak. "They certainly hurt more than they ever have before."

"You think it's because of the stuff we're after?"

"I wouldn't put it past Slade to upgrade his bots."

The smacking of metal fists into Argent's barrier cut off their conversation. Very large cracks were starting to appear where the robots were punching it.

"Raven," Argent grimaced, sweat pouring down her face. "I don't know how much longer I can keep this up."

Two fists, one robotic and one human, went through the torso of a robot, causing it to explode. Cyborg and Gnarrk pulled back together to regroup.

"Don't know about you, buddy, but I have a feeling that it's going to take more than a few punches to take these guys down."


Their thought provoking conversation was interrupted by the roar of a woolly mammoth, swinging his trunk at the heels of a few bots. On top of him was Kole, who was doing a tremendous job at balancing on his back.

"You guys coming or what?"

Cyborg and Gnaark shared a look. "Think she's enjoying herself a little too much?"

The caveman nodded his head vigorously.

The sounds of scraping metal filled the air as Ravager slashed her swords through a very large Sladebot. Right next to her was Robin, cool and collected, throwing Birdarangs left and right.

"I didn't think that these things would be such a nuisance," Ravager murmured.

"They're usually not. I wonder if they've been reprogrammed. It would certainly explain-"

Robin's retort was cut off by the whoosh of a red laser breezing past his ear. Robin quickly dove to the side while Ravager was lucky enough to deflect the blast with her sword.

She had no time to celebrate her little victory as a stray robot slammed into her. It raised her body over her head and threw her into the nearest wall. Not to be deterred, Ravager straightened herself out, bounced off the wall with her legs, and careened back toward her foe.

There was a fraction of a second where its eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, and then it had no eyes at all. Ravager, in an instant, separated its body from its head.

Standing back up, she found herself back with Robin, with what appeared to be a red sword in his hands. She blew a stray hair out of her face as she looked around. "Is this what counts as a normal day for you guys?"

"Trust me," Robin smirked, twirling his sword around his fingers, "There's never a normal day when you're a Teen Titan."

"I'm going to try something."

"Seriously?" Argent yelled as pieces of her shield started to rain down on them. "Now's not really the time for experimentation!"

Raven said nothing, focusing on her hand on the ground. "I'm going to send out an electric pulse. I think that can short-circuit their tech."

"You can do that?"

"I haven't really tried it under pressure before."

"Under pressure?" Argent grimaced. "What does that mean? Where'd you get this trick from?"

Raven's eyes burned even brighter.

"Someone long ago taught me all he knew."

Bolts of lightning started to crackle underneath her palm. The spellcaster looked up at her companion, her voice growing deeper. "On my go, take the shield down."

"Are you sure?"

Raven nodded.

Argent sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "Why did I sign up for this again?"

Ignoring her, Raven refocused on her mystical energy. A ring appeared around her hand and began to emanate electricity.


Argent steadied herself, the walls around them almost ready to fall.


Black tendrils rifted upwards from Raven's body and added their color to the voltage.


The robots shattered the dome just as Raven released the shockwave. The sheer force of the energy was enough to throw the enemy army to the borders of the warehouse, their circuitry utterly fried. Plumes of smoke from the destruction swam throughout the space, obstructing everything from view.

As the smoke began to clear, a drained Argent dropped to her knees, panting heavily. Next to her was Raven, lying on her stomach and utterly exhausted.

"Rae," Argent whispered, "Are you OK?"

A loud groan came from Raven's body. She began to sit up, the beginnings of a headache creeping up on here. "I just deactivated a ton of robots that I thought we had gotten rid of, in a warehouse booby-trap nightmare. All things considered, I'm peachy."

She looked around, bits and pieces of tech all around. "This was a complete and utter trap. Slade knew we were coming. I would be willing to bet the rocks were never here to begin with."

Argent straightened up and wiped her brow. "This Slade guy is a real pain in the bahookie, isn't he?"

Raven gave her the tiniest of grins. "You have that right."

"Combo time!"

Cyborg jumped into the air and landed on Beast Boy's shoulders, the latter transforming into a T-rex. Now towering over their enemies, Cyborg primed his cannon.

"Time for some butt-kicking, Beastie!"

"Wow, you guys are so awesome!" Kole yelled. After a bit (and several crumpled robots later), the two came back around to Kole and Gnaark, Beast Boy reverting back to human form.

"You see, kiddos, the key to proper victory is to take advantage of your teammate's skills," Cyborg said, adopting a very poor British accent.

"I do say so, good sir!" Beast Boy had pulled a monocle out of nowhere. "Pippy Longstockings!"

"...Yeah, that reference is too weird even for me, BB."

"We have been working on our teamwork as well," Kole interjected. "It would be great it we could show it to you."

"I'm sure it will be a valid attempt," Cyborg waved, "But go for it."

"Are you ready, Gnaark?"

The caveman gave a thumbs-up, the widest of grins on his face.

The two jumped into the air, the girl landing with her back touching her partner's. They grasped each other's hands as Kole, in an instant., began to transform, her body turning into a patch of spiky crystals. In a flash, she had completely disappeared, only leaving the peaks on Gnaark's back, turning her teammate into something akin to a porcupine.

Gnarrk slammed into the ground and smashed his fists together, letting out a giant roar. The Sladebots, in an almost human reaction, turned tail and started to run away. The caveman jumped straight into the air and rolled up into a ball, his forward momentum barreling him through the crowd of robots.

"...How come you can't do that, Beast Boy?" Cyborg asked his best friend, his mouth agape.

"I can if I try. Just watch this!" Beast Boy rubbed his hands together, and in an instance, a green-skinned skunk was at the teen's feet. All Cyborg could do was sweatdrop.

"I don't think this is going to strike fear into anybody, Beastie."

"I have begun to feel that a certain someone is neglecting our actions, and I am not sure I feel comfortable with it."

"Starfire, I was neglected by entire country for long time. I can most sympathize with you."

"Perhaps it would be best to let my anger out and go 'the cray-cray' on our opponents?"

"...I am going to go with 'yes' for that."

The last body sputtered to a halt and hit the concrete, sparks dancing along the ground. Robin and Ravager stood in the middle of the carnage, panting heavily. Robin was sporting cuts all along his arms; Ravager's entire left sleeve has been torn off.

"Are you OK?"

"I'll live," Ravager answered, lowering her swords. "Something is definitely wrong here. I was never under the impression that this stuff was going to pose a threat."

"And they don't." Robin walked over the remnants of a crate and kicked the splinters. "I think that stone has something to do with it. It's highly potent and very dangerous. Even in the right hands, it could prove to be very difficult to control. Now imagine it in Slade's."

Her eyes narrowed. "But why waste it on this stuff?"

"You assume it's a waste. This was a test run. Merely the first step of a long process."

"Very perceptive of you, Robin."

The voice cut through the air like a knife. Robin and Ravager wheeled around, their bo and swords ready for more.

"It appears that you haven't lose your touch after all of this time. I suppose you have to keep those detective skills of yours intact somehow, correct?"

Robin's mind stopped. The voice began to grow louder, booming off all of the walls.

"It has been a while, hasn't it? How many nights have you lost thinking of today? How many hours have you stayed up thinking about what you would do if I were to come around again?"

He stole a quick look at his companion, whose one visible eye was widened in a look of pure terror.

"I guess I've kept you in the dark long enough. Time for me to step into the light."

A single overhead bulb came on at the far end of the warehouse, and a man was standing underneath it. His black bodysuit was strategically covered with metal armor on his arms, shoulders, and thighs. A grey utility belt was around his waist. The mask he wore was half orange and half black, with one eye appearing on the left side of his face, very similar to the one worn by Ravager.

There was no mistaking the person before them.

"Hello, Robin."

The Boy Wonder gripped his staff so tightly he could feel his knuckles starting to burn.


Duplicate - Chapter 6

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Who were you expecting? Brother Blood?

As you can probably tell, I am really not the best when it comes to fight scenes. Tried to peruse some comedy into it a little bit; hopefully it worked.

Now that Slade's shown up, it's time for exposition. Now you'll have to pardon me while I re-read my own fic to make sure I don't do anything stupid. Like forget I wrote something. Or actually try to write anything related to Starfire and Red Star.

...Yeah, it was a copout. I love writing about Starfire and her emotions and alien situations. Not so much the fighting. So sue me.

Next chapter will fully highlight the return of Slade, as well as how everyone will get out of their situations.

Read and review, if you like. Until next time, people.


Disclaimer: The Teen Titans animation is the property of Glen Murakami and Warner Bros. Animation.

Chapter 5 - Finding the Center

"Rose!" Starfire squealed, almost sending the other Titans reeling back from the force of her voice. She flew over to the girl and gathered her into a bear hug. "It has been such a long time since we have seen you. It is most glorious that you have joined us today!"

"Star..." Rose's eyes began to well up with tears. "You're...choking me..."

"Eep!" The Tamaranian let her go quickly. "I am sorry, friend Rose! Have any of your internal organs been damaged?"

Rose's body throbbed in pain. "Not...all of them..."

Red Star turned to Cyborg. "I was not aware of anyone named Rose in the Titans. Did I miss something?"

"While you were back in Russia, we had a string of incidents involving an old nemesis of ours. We thought it was him, but it turned out to be his daughter, Rose," Cyborg explained. "We managed to corner her, but it turns out she was under the impression she needed to continue his work. We were able to convince her otherwise."

"Yeah, but she left a couple days after agreeing to come with us," Beast Boy added. "I wonder where she's been."

Rose walked down the stairs, still slightly wincing from Starfire's hug. "Hey guys. Long time no see."

Robin hopped down to the floor to meet with his team. "Ravager's been training with The Master for the past week, at my request. I thought that it would be better that anything we have here, especially since we didn't actually have a training room for a while."

"Hey!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "Weight training as an octopus does make me eight times stronger!"

Raven rolled her eyes. "It also makes you eight times dumber."

"Anyways," Robin interjected, "I figured this would be a good opportunity for Ravager to get her feet wet and see if all of her training has paid off."

"But Robin," Starfire said as she peered down at the white-haired girl's steel-toed boots, "her feet do not appear to have any water on them."

"It's...a figure of speech, Star."

"Oh, that is right!" Starfire stood back up, beaming. "I now remember that from the book Cyborg gave me for Christmas! Foiling Your Fickle Friends: One Thousand and One Figures of Speech!" She could imagine herself toiling with the book in her room as the customs of Earth were-

"Uhhh, Star."

Her inner thoughts burst as she was brought back to reality. "Yes, Robin?"

"You can go back to reading your book later. We have a mission to do."

"Yes, it's time to get going, mates," Argent added. "They're going to move the materials soon, from the sounds of it."

"Cyborg, you guys take the T-Car. Star, Raven, Argent, and Red Star can fly. Ravager, you're with me." Robin pressed a button on his communicator. "I've uploaded your coordinates to all of your comms."

He made his way to the main doorway and waved his hands dramatically.

"Ladies and gentlemen...our mission awaits."

"You know, I've only ridden on a motorcycle once before."

"Yeah? When?"

"There was a gang."

Robin peaked his head around to look at his passenger.

"...It was a thing."


Not wanting to press the issue further, Robin turned his attention back toward the road. They had left the Tower a few minutes before, heading out on his R-Cycle. Behind him was Ravager, grasping him around the waist.

"You don't seem very comfortable on motorcycles, though."

"Well, it wasn't exactly the best of circumstances."

"What happened? Did a giant pack of robots on mechanical bears chase you across three states?"

Ravager shook her head. "No, that's just stupid."

Robin winced, sad that his joke was denied.

"It was four states, and it was an elephant."


"Red Star, I have had a question for you ever since our meeting in the land of Russia."

"And what is this question you have, Starfire?"

"Beast Boy has told me that in the old Russia, certain things can be done to us as opposed to the opposite. Is this kind of occurrence commonplace?"

"...I believe Beast Boy needs to stop paying attention to the Internet so much."

A few minutes later, The Boy Wonder pulled up to the edge of a cliff, just overhanging the target location. Ravager uneasily got off the cycle, shaking her head.

"At least there wasn't a maniac robot elephant this time," she muttered.

Robin pulled out his communicator. "Status report, Titans."

He heard the whooshing of the air that was always synonymous with Starfire. "Robin, I have arrived at the location."

"So have we," Raven said over the frequency.

"Ditto for us," Cyborg confirmed.

"Good." Robin kicked his stand down on his cycle. "From this point on, we maintain radio silence. Do not report back in until either a half hour has passed, or you have secured the packages, whichever comes later. That should give us plenty of time to do our mission. Over and out."

"So, let me get this straight," Ravager started as Robin made his way down the hill. "You brought me all the way out here because you saw my father on a video moving a bunch of rocks."

"Uh huh."

"And what's so special about these rocks again?"

"Cyborg says their elemental breakdown seems to enhance technology to its peak, and then some." Robin hopped up to a nearby branch to gaze down on the warehouse. "Imagine if Red X got a hold of that."


He winced. "Oh yeah, you don't know him. Imagine if Brother Blood-"

"Still don't know him."

"Atlas? Adonis? Control Freak?"

"Nope, nada, and...wait, what kind of name is that?"

"...Looks like we'll have to teach you about the kind of villains we deal with."

"'s everyone doin'?"

"Beast Boy, Robin said to shut up."

"I'm pretty sure he didn't put it like that. It's boring here, anyways."

Raven sighed as Argent giggled behind her. "It's infiltration. It's suppose to be boring."

"Can't do anything anyway until Cy opens the door. Isn't that right, Cy?"

Raven heard the slap of metal over the comm, as well as the sound of a blowtorch whooshing past the speaker. "Dude, trying to concentrate here!"


She let out an aggravated growl. "Whatever. I'm turning you two off now."

Argent flew a little farther ahead as Raven ceased her conversation. "So, you and Beast Boy..."

"Me and Beast Boy what?"

"Oh, come off it, love," the gold teased. "Don't tell me that you two aren't anything."

"Pretty sure I'm telling you now."

Raven and Argent glided down to the roof of the warehouse, where Raven was easily able to make a passageway through the material. Once inside, they began to look around for their target.

"This Slade character...I was listening to Robin at the Tower talk about him," Argent whispered. "Sounds like a terrible guy."

"He brainwashed Robin into his apprentice, made me into a puppet to summon my demon father, and that's not even counting the countless other things he did to this city," Raven monotoned. "Minerals with technology-enhancing capabilities? Azar knows what he's up to with that."

"Raven, I think I found something."

She hovered over to Argent, who pointed over to the far corner of the building. She shined some purple light in that direction, illuminating over some iron crated with a faint green glow coming from the cracks.

"That's it. Are you ready to take this stuff-"

A shadow dashed through the light, the being that caused it almost knocking Raven into the wall.


The spell caster regained her balance, lowering herself onto the floor. "I'm fine," she snapped as she waved her light around the premise. "What in the world was that?"

She wildly turned, finally spotting something in the back corner. She shined some magic in its direction...and saw a robot, with metal claws, a black jumpsuit, and a orange circle on his mask.

"Oh crap."

Several of the boxes around them erupted into splinters as more of the Sladebots came into view. Raven and Argent quickly found themselves back to back and surrounded.

"What the heck are these things?" Argent yelled.

"Something I thought I wouldn't have to see for a long while." Raven held her hand down to the floor. "I'm porting us out of here. We need to warn the others."

Even before she started her mental incantation, a giant symbol appeared beneath their feet, nullifying the spell.

"An anti-teleportation rune."


Both of the girls looked up to see the windows in the ceiling were now covered by solid steel, all adorned with the same symbol.

"Let me guess," Argent said uneasily, watching the robots circle them. "Warehouses aren't suppose to have retractable metal covers with magic-repelling capabilities?"

"I'm going to go with a no on that." Raven pressed the brooch on her cloak. "Robin, this is Raven. We have a situation-"

The loud crackle of static interrupted her plea.

"Dammit!" Raven cursed. "Radio's blocked. Probably some sort of scrambler in the building."

"Well, Raven," Argent said, powering up her fists with red energy, "Looks like there's only one way out of this."

"Yeah." She straightened up as her eyes glowed white. "Hope Slade didn't need any of these robots back."

Argent summoned an energy fist and pulled it back. "If it will help, just imagine it's Beast Boy's head."

"Way ahead of you." Raven materialized a claw, sending it towards the nearest Sladebot.


"Beast Boy, what did you run into now?"

"Nothing." He held his head to his hand. "It feels like something just came out of nowhere."

Kole walked up behind him, levitating a crystal in her open palm. "Perhaps you need some medicine. Maybe we could find some in these boxes."

"I think I would rather eat Cyborg's meat dishes than eat crate medicine."

"And yet both would probably make you feel better!"


All three heads turned to their fourth companion, who was standing on what appeared to be a steel crate, with a faint green glow coming out from it.

"Wow. I wonder how the workers totally missed this when they were unpacking the cargo."

"Slade probably made them look the other way," Cyborg replied as he surveyed the box. "Or just brought it in when nobody was looking. Doesn't matter either way." He waved over to Gnaark. "Hey, want to give me a hand with this?"

Before he could even step forward, the overhead windows slammed shit with a loud clang.


"No idea, buddy," Cyborg replied, narrowing his one human eye. "But I have a funny feeling that Slade knew we were coming."

"Was it that..."

Cyborg turned to see his best friend madly waving his hands and the hundreds of Slade-bots that had appeared out of nowhere.


The four teens backed up into a huddle as the robots began to close around him. Beast Boy quickly turned into a bear, Kole made two spears out of crystal, and Gnarrk cracked his fists together.

"I'm hankering for a good fight anyway." Cyborg held up his hand, cannon at the ready. "Titans, let's rock!"

A giant red beam shot across the room, destroying several Sladebots in the process.

"Red Star, I do not think you know your own strength."

"That is part of fun, is it not?"

Starfire smiled as she threw another starbolt out at a crowd of robots. "Do you ever have the feeling that our friends are getting more of the exposition than the both of us?"


Before Starfire could come to her next wall-breaking epiphany, she was tackled by a Sladebot.


Several more robots slammed onto her, causing a huge pile of metal and electricity.

"Starfire!" Red Star began to fly over to assist, but was cut off by several sudden laser blasts.

Underneath the pile, the Tamaranian was straining under the weight of the adversaries on her. "No..."

Her eyes began to glow green.

With all of her strength, she threw out her hands, the energy throwing back the robots into the walls, destroying all of them in the process. She fell down to one knee as Red Star hovered down to her.

"Are you OK, Starfire?"


He looked at her face to see the alien teen growling, steam pouring out of her ears and her hands balled into fists.

"That is it!" Starfire flew up, her anger clearly evident. "I am not the nice girl anymore!"

Red Star watched as she flew off, throwing starbolts willy-nilly around the battle area. He sighed inwardly.

"I must remind myself never to make that girl mad."

Two pairs of metal boots clanged onto the roof of the warehouse. The shadows opened up a spare window and repelled down to the ground below. The shorter one grabbed a glowstick from his utility belt, shaking it slightly before the pale yellow light started to illuminate the room.

"I don't like this."

Robin turned to his teammate. "If it's any consolation, neither do I. But we need to get this stuff out of here before Slade suspects anything is happening."

"And what if he does already?"

"You know something I don't?"

Ravager continued to scan her surroundings, looking for their cargo. "If I know one thing about my father, it's that he prepares for everything. We're going to have our hands full with them."

"Let me ask you something, Rose." Robin took a second glowstick and handed it to Ravager. "What is it like being with the most dangerous man to Jump City?"

"I wouldn't know. I haven't seen him in ten years."

Robin momentarily forgot they were on a mission where they needed to keep quiet. "What!?"

"Yeah." Her eyes narrowed, her memories coming back to her. "He left me and my mother alone when I was young. Before that, he was always teaching me about legacy and family and how each was important to produce your own identity on the world."

"Sounds like the father of the year."

"He had me train at a very young age to someday take over for him. That's why I was in Jump City when you guys caught up with me."

She felt his hand on her shoulder.

"Rose, you're not that person anymore. You don't have to be anyone's successor. You can make your own life."


For one fleeting moment, she had the sudden urge to turn around and kiss him. It was so touching...

If not for the nearby boxes suddenly exploding.


The Sladebots landed from their surprise attack, their claws glimmering in the moonlight. Rose slowly got up from the floor and unsheathed her two swords.

"Are you going to be OK?" Robin asked, his bo stick extended to its maximum length. "Remember, The Master told me that rage is an emotion that-"

"I don't freakin' care." Rose brought her swords forward, her anger rising. "I'm mad, and I'm not going to take it lying down."

Robin smiled. "You wanna make this a contest?" He brought back one of his Birdarangs, ready to throw it.

"It won't be a contest..."

Rose smirked at the nearest Sladebot, her opponent unaware of the pain that was going to follow.

"It's going to be a slaughter."


Duplicate - Chapter 5

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The dreaded "way-too-long" chapter strikes again.

Remember long ago when I was splitting up chapters left and right back during my Christmas Phineas and Ferb fic? No? Well, I don't blame you for not knowing; it was almost three years ago.



Man, even I don't remember.

Anyhoots, the next chapter is at least going to give me a chance to work on my fight scene skills. I might not include Starfire and Red Star (otherwise known as their team name StarStar) because they seem a little preoccupied right now.

...Seriously, I'm going to try to work on the next chapter and upload it by Tuesday. It will be shorter than this one, I swear.

One final thing: having Ravager's comic history was not really going to work here, so it's being modified. She's not going to be a pawn of Slade's half brother because...well, it's hard when he doesn't exist in the TT universe.

Then again, neither does Ravager (show-wise).

Hey, liberties.

Read and review, if you like. Until next time, everyone.

Contemplating the meaning of life...and also what exactly I'm going to say next week.


If anything.

Disclaimer: The Teen Titans animation is the property of Glen Murakami and Warner Bros. Animation. The various characters inside are variously owned by various people.

Chapter 4 - Bring Forth the North

As Robin and Starfire made their way back into the common room, Cyborg finished punching a few commands into the computer and waved the couple over.

"Yo, Robin, I have some stuff that might be good for you to know. Take a look at this."

Cyborg brought up an overhead map of Jump City. "We were looking over the security tape and decided to see if there was anything matching that general packaging description coming here. Well, it turns out something has been brought here."

"Which warehouse?"

"That's the thing. It didn't all go to one place."

Robin was intrigued. "Come again?"

"It went to several. I was able to track the packages using the cameras in the storage facilities." Several red dots pinged on the screen. "I count four separate warehouses, a couple of which are right outside the city limits. According to the manifest (he brought up signed paperwork on the monitor), they're scheduled to be sent out tomorrow afternoon." Deep in thought, Cyborg scratched his robotic chin. "As much as I hate to admit it, it's a smart move on Slade's part. We wouldn't have thought about that before they were sent out, probably to the criminal underground."

"And who told you to check the limits?"

"Actually, it was BB."

Robin glanced at Beast Boy, who was busy inspecting the glass canister. "Really? He did?"

"You know what they say. Even a blind squirrel-that's-really-Beast-Boy can find a nut every once in a while."

He turned to the screen, scanning over the Jump City map. "Four warehouses. In four different parts of the city."

"And five of us," Raven continued. "We could each take a location and confiscate the shipment."

"Yes, but what if it is merely a ploy? The criminals have been known to try to lure us into a trap," Starfire added.

"Dudes!" Beast Boy bounced back into the conversation. "We can take whatever is thrown at us. We took down everyone not too long ago!"

"And look how long that lasted," Cyborg said.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," the green-skinned teen waved dismissively. "Look at all of the friends we've made! Can't we call them? They probably need the hours, right?" Beast Boy could imagine the Honorary Titans lining up to a punch clock, Jericho putting a hole in his card, Pantha not too far behind.

"You know, Beast Boy, you have a good point."

"I do?" His thought bubble exploded with a loud pop.

"He does?" Cyborg asked, confused.

"Two good ideas in one day?" Raven said. She looked quickly from Beast Boy back to Robin. "I think we have a new world record."

"Titans, I have a plan," Robin stated as he pulled out his communicator. "Star, Raven, time to do some aerial reconnaissance. Get the coordinates to the warehouses in the city limits and do a couple of fly-overs. Don't do anything yet. The good news, if anything, is that Slade doesn't know we're on to him yet."

"Got it," Raven nodded. She and Starfire floated off to the exit bay to get ready.

"Beast Boy, you're doing the outer limits."

Robin turned to him as the background colors became muted, a toy UFO on a stick in Beast Boy's outstretched hand.

"...Of Jump City."

"Aw man."

"Same thing goes," Robin continued. "Make yourself inconspicuous."

"Dude, 'inconspicamuolus' is my middle name," he responded, his foot halfway out the door.

"Says the guy whose skin is green," Cyborg grinned at his slight chide.

Beast Boy's lip dropped, his eyes sagging as well. His hurt face did not subside as the door closed behind him.

"Cyborg, keep the cameras on those crates. The manifest says they're not scheduled to go out until tomorrow, but make sure they don't leave any earlier. Keep running an analysis on that metal as well. I want to know exactly what we could be dealing with. We know it definitely can't fall into the wrong hands."

"Worse hands than Slade?"

Robin sighed dejectedly. "Yeah, I don't want to think about that."

"So, what is our fearless leader going to do?" the half-robot asked Robin. "Rustle some feathers? Take to the bars to get some information with pool cues?"

"I'm going to make a couple of calls."

Cyborg narrowed his eyes. "Say what? You're going off to play receptionist? Speedy said they're following leads in Steel City. You probably shouldn't pull them off of that."

"I know, Cyborg. I have some people in mind. Including one who I need to get in contact with now so that they can get here in time for tonight."

His best friend's smirk made no attempt to stay hidden. "Is it your secret girlfriend? Starfire would not be happy."

"What? No."

His robot eye narrowed even more.

"Really. You really think I would do that to Star?"

"No." He turned his attention back to the monitor. "She'd probably throw you into the Sun anyway."

Robin could imagine an irate Starfire taking him by the cape and slingshotting him throughout the galaxy. "Yeah, probably." Shifting his focus, he opened his T-comm. "Everyone will meet up back here in a few hours. In the meantime..."

He pressed the red button.

"Herald, I know you're on your way back home, but I need you to get in contact with a few of our new teammates. It's for a mission tonight."

He hesitated for a moment, then began again.

"I also need to pass along a message to someone in particular..."


"And then I said, 'No, it was your gribnak in my postornian! Isn't that the funniest tale you've ever heard?"

Raven didn't want to tell her that telling Tameranian jokes for the past few hours had done nothing to make patrol go by any faster. Or that the Earth versions of the jokes were already drilled into her head by Beast Boy on a weekly basis, but she put on a brave face just the same.


The girls landed on the roof and made their way back downstairs. They had been doing reconnaissance for the past few hours, and other than Starfire asking about the wondrous lives of seagulls, not much had happened. They were able to confirm that the contents had not left their locations and relayed Cyborg other relevant information, up to and including why Beast Boy thought the entire exercise was pointless.

"Man, I could've just spent this whole time playing games!"

Speaking of which...

"Beast Boy, I don't want to hear your complaining."

Beast Boy's face drooped, nursing his shoulder. "I could think of a million different things to do other than fly around all afternoon. Cyborg got it easy. Why can't I ever be on camera duty?"

"Probably because you have the competence of a snail when it comes to computer knowledge."

"Hey! Snails can be smart...kinda."


Starfire's sudden exclamation of joy caused the pair to stop their squabble. They had just walked into the common room to find more occupants than normal. Specifically, there was a girl in a black and red dress, black sleeves, and black hair with red bangs. Next to her was a gentlemen dressed in a green, heavy-duty military uniform with a swath of red hair. Talking to him were two other people: a caveman-like person wearing a loincloth, and a smaller teen with bright pink hair spinning a crystal in her hand.

"It is most wonderful to see you again, everyone!" Starfire yelled, grabbing Kole and Argent and hugging each of them in one arm. "It has been such a long time since our last meeting!"

"I think it has been two weeks." Red Star said from the couch.

Argent chuckled. "Chap, we have to teach you about sarcasm."

Cyborg came from the kitchen with nine cups of tea. "I brought refreshments!" Getting seven blank stares in response, he sighed loudly. "OK, I guess I'll have to eat all of these delicious cookies by myself."

He held up a plate that just happened to be empty. His eyes bogged out of his head. "Hey, where'd they go?" Seeing a slime trail make its way from the kitchen to the elevator, Cyborg groaned. "It's been such a long time since we've had company that's not a psychopathic super villain. And of course Silkie had to ruin it."

"Aaaanywho..." Raven took the opportunity to make small talk with their visitors. "What's new with you guys?"

"Gnarrk and I couldn't exactly go back down into our home, since it was destroyed during the battle with the Brotherhood of Evil," Kole explained. "We've been drifting around ever since."

"You should have told me that, love." Argent said, taking a steaming mug from Cyborg. "You and...uh...your friend here are welcome with me anytime."


Starfire turned to Red Star. "How about you? Did you go back to your land of mothers?"

"At first," he replied. "I then figured out that my place was not there, but here with other people like myself. I came upon my comrades here (he motioned to the others) and we sort of became do you call it? A 'motley crew'."

Starfire nodded. "Yes, I have heard of such things. I read that in the Earth book that Beast Boy gave me."

"I have also learned to concentrate my radiation into more powerful feats of strength. Observe."

Red Star got up from his seat and held his palm forward. A bright red beam shot out and careened out the window, making a scorch mark on the ground below.

"My petunias!"

"Oooooh!" Starfire glowed at the display. "You have a power similar to mine." She surrounded her hand with her signature green energy. "With that, you can also release your excess radiation, correct?"

"You are, indeed."

"Are we all talking about new powers?" Kole said. She hurriedly waved her arms, and crystals began to materialize above her head.

"Interesting," Cyborg said as he examined the minerals. "You figured out how to make external constructs using your crystals. That's definitely cool, girl."


The group turned to the main doorway, where the leader of the Teen Titans had just entered the room.

"Red Star, Kole, Gnarrk, Argent, thank you for coming on such short notice." Robin walked up to the table and set his communicator on it. "We have a mission of sorts that will get us introduced to each other." He touched the table, and a viewscreen appeared with a hologram of the city.


"Calm down, buddy," Kole reassured as he patted his arm.

"There are currently four shipments of dangerous materials that are set to be sent out of these respective warehouses." Four red dots appeared around the perimeter of the projection. "As a precautionary measure, our mission is to remove them from the premise, making sure that no one sees us or is aware of our presence."

"Gnarrk isn't exactly built for stealth, dude," Beast Boy quipped.

"I have the utmost confidence in Gnarrk, Beast Boy," Robin replied. "We do stealth missions with Cyborg, and he's a klutz. He'll be fine."


"Because we have to cover four places at the same time, and splitting up is what got us in trouble last time, we're going in with extra backup. That's where you four come in."

Robin produced four new communicators from his pouch: one red, one brown, one blue, and one black. "I hope that I didn't make these for nothing. Red Star, Argent, Kole, you accept this mission?"

The four looked toward each other. After a moment, they nodded, and simultaneously reached for their communicators.

"Like you even had to ask, love," Argent grinned.

"How come we don't get color-coded stuff?" Beast Boy whispered to Raven.



The Boy Wonder continued on as if nothing had happened. "Excellent. Now I have to make sure every place is covered." Robin pointed to the southmost blip. "This warehouse has the most product there, so we need to double team this one. Beast Boy, Cyborg, you're going with Kole and Gnarrk."

"Aww yeah!" Cyborg yelled, bumping fists with the caveman. "We'll take care of everything in no time!"

"Starfire, you go east with Red Star."

"We will not fail you, Robin," she said as she stood next to the Russian.

"Raven, you and Argent go west."

The two shared a silent nod with each other and then one at Robin.

"Robin, where are you going to go?"

"I'm headed north," he answered, deactivating the projection. "Someone has to go to the fourth spot."

"But dude, it's dangerous to go alone. Haven't you seen me play that video game? Some old dude says that in the very first cave-"

"I know, Cyborg. I'm not going alone."

Cyborg paused in the middle of his rant, now confused. "Say what?"

Beast Boy looked up from his perch on Gnarrk's shoulder. "Dude, you always go solo. It's that mysteeeeerious vibe you have."

"Not this time, Beast Boy. Safety in numbers."

"Ooooh, who will be accompanying you on your hazardous journey?" Starfire asked, waving her arms emphatically. She started to run through the list of possible Titans. "Will it be Pantha, who will slam the bodies of our foes? Will it be Herald, who summons portals to otherworldly dimensions and planets with his Earth instrument called the 'trumpet'? Will the fiery blast of friend Hot Spot be critical to our victory to-?"

"It's none of them, Star."

Starfire stopped in mid-sentence, her fingers stopping her count. "Then I shall echo the sentiments of friend Cyborg. Say the what?"

"None of the rest of the Titans were available," Robin explained as he strode his way to the main entrance. "I had to go make contact with...well...someone who has been out of the area for a while. Herald was kind enough to bring them over here..."

He rounded on the group and stood by the door. "And she will be with me for this mission."

Robin knocked on the door, and it slowly opened, bellowing out smoke for effect. Out stepped a thin silhouette with armor and what appeared to be two swords on their back.

Coughing, Robin attempted to wave the smoke away. "Beast Boy, I thought I told you to get rid of those gas canisters."

"Sorry, dude. You know how I love my dramatic entrances."

He motioned to the newcomer as the smoke cleared. "Anyways, welcome to the Tower..."

The girl came into focus as she tossed her long white hair over her shoulder, her black and grey armor glistening in the moonlight and an orange sash tied around her waist. She shook Robin's outstretched hand as he finished his greeting.


Duplicate - Chapter 4

AUTHOR'S NOTE: And this is the moment where things are going to get weird.

As I mentioned over a year ago when I first started the story, this was going to be an attempt of sorts to merge the Teen Titans Go! comics with the actual cartoon verse. One of those things is introducing Rose Wilson (aka Ravager) into the mix. Why am I having her appear now of all times?

Well, I guess you're just going to have to find out.

Since this chapter was written in part over a year ago, I had to change a few things from before, mainly Kole and Red Star's powers. Bringing them more in like to their actual comic counterparts, I think, will make them a little more useful for future endeavors.

Also, I like how I've been saying that this will be updated more often and that hasn't happened. Although, this chapter and the last is a smaller difference between the last two, so...that's something, I guess.

Yeah, and I should've split this chapter up, but oh well.

Read and review, if you like. Until next time, people.

I wonder if Senpai will notice me.

...Whoever Senpai is.
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...How is it you aren't more well known around here? :nuu:
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Don't update often enough?

Fanfiction's not the best way to get known on a art-centric website?

Take your pick. I don't really know why myself.
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