Waves of Fate
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A Teen Titans fanfiction
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"text": spoken English
"text": war cry, English
text: thoughts
-text-: stressed word
text: printed or typed English
'text': sound effect
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3 days ago:
Slade. It was always Slade. Him and some infernal plan of his. What did he have against the Titans, or better yet, why did he enjoy toying with them so? These thoughts and more raced through Robin's mind as he stalked across the deck of the container ship, bo in hand, hunting for Slade. He wanted it over with. A green panther padded softly behind him, fur matted with the torrential rain.
Robin pulled out his communicator. "Raven, Cy, have you two found anything?"
"Does rain count?" asked Cyborg, "Nothing but that and a lot of these boxes!"
"Fraid not." Robin closed the communicator and started moving again. Damn Slade! And damn this rain! he thought as the wind picked up and stinging droplets lashed his face.
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'Cough.'
"You okay Raven?"
Raven sniffed. "I think I'm coming down with something. What I wouldn't do to get some time to meditate."
"After we're done here." Cyborg checked the readouts on his arm. "Bingo! Stolen military tech, ten meters to the left." He shifted one of his hands over to a laser rifle. "Call Robin and Starfire."
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"We found it," Raven's voice crackled from the communicators.
"Right," said Robin. "Let's go." He turned to Beast Boy. "Anyway you can fly in this mess?"
"I can try, dude." He morphed into a pterodactyl and grabbed onto Robin's shoulders.
"TITANS! GO!"
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It really didn't come as a surprise to Robin that the enemy was prepared for them. What did come as a surprise was the fact that it wasn't Slade. None of Slade's robots were milling about, preparing a counterattack. Instead, there were a number of men armed with some of the goods from the attack on the military supplier. One of the men was even in an extremely well armed exo-suit. The centerpiece of their operation was a heavily armored transport chopper. Its open cargo area was loaded with metric tons of military-grade equipment. The chopper had to be stopped.
Thankfully, the thugs, while well-armed, were also very badly trained. The Titans blew right through them in a flurry of explosive discs, animal claw, laser blasts, obsidian magic, and emerald starbolts.
The exo-suit proved to be more of a problem. The arms on the machine came up and a pair of miniguns spat fire and lead at the Titans. The heroes scattered, bullets chewing apart the containers on the deck as the tracers chased them.
'RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!'
Spent casings tinkled as they fell like the rain that soaked the battlefield. Robin threw a fistful of discs at the combat suit, without even breaking stride.
'BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM!"
The explosions scored the machine's armor with some carbon and rocked it a bit, but did no real damage.
'PWOOSH! BOOM!'
The return rocket's blast however, sent Robin flying. Starfire swooped in and caught him. She deposited him on the deck, still in fighting trim, and unleashed the fury of her starbolts on the Terran war suit.
'ZAK, ZAK, ZAK, ZAK, ZAK!'
The bolts, fueled by her righteous fury, blasted one of the miniguns to a smoldering wreckage. Then the other arm locked onto her.
'RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!'
The Tamaranian shrieked and flew away from the place she had been standing not a second before. If she had not moved, the spray of lead would have chopped her into hash.
Beast Boy tried next, jumping onto the windscreen in monkey form to blind the operator. An inordinately high amount of voltage run through the armored skin of his perch put the kibosh on this plan.
'ZZZAAP!'
"Ow." Beast Boy looked up in elf form to see the remaining minigun pointed right at him.
'TSSSSOW!'
'RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!'
The blast of Cyborg's arm cannon knocked the operator's aim off, the stream of lead ripping up the deck to Beast Boy's right. The exo-suit turned to Cyborg, missile tubes open.
"Oh shit."
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" The firing missiles ran into magic barriers at the ends of their launch tubes. The fuel cells ruptured under the impact, then cooked off, the warheads detonating sympathetically. The exo-suit ripped itself into debris.
'BUH-BOOM!'
None of the Titans spoke as they charged into the chopper. There wasn't time for a wasted breath. The chopper's engine was spooling up, and they could be damn sure that there would be more thugs aboard.
'Whuk-whuk-whuk-whuk-whuk.'
The cargo helicopter lifted off the deck and flew into the storm.
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Robin and Cyborg burst into the cockpit, taking over forcibly from the two pilots/thugs. The helicopter wasn't hard to control, and they had plenty of altitude in which to screw up. Even better, they were headed straight for Jump City. The Titans took the seats and kept the aircraft on course.
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The remaining three Titans had subdued the thugs in the hold by this time. But there were more than just average thugs there…
Beast Boy screamed as gleaming kunai shot out of the darkness and pinned him against the wall, the throwing blades stuck through the meat of his arms and legs, placed in such a way that morphing would result in a fatal injury.
Raven and Starfire spun to face the attacker, who stalked out of the shadows, a jitte gleaming in each hand. The jitte had been created specifically to fight the sword, but a master could use them as quite a deadly weapon. The man was dressed in rust-red bodysuit with more kunai adorning it, held ready under straps. He had blonde hair, and was disturbingly handsome. He also seemed to be wearing a parachute.
He had a friend as well, a well dressed man, holding a rapier. He also had a parachute on. He had black hair and a chiseled face.
Both men had smiles on their faces. The smiles of predators presented with prey.
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It happened so fast. One second the rapier guy was standing ten feet away, and the next he was opening up a cut on her leg. Raven screamed in pain as her flesh parted under the razor-keen blade of the well-dressed man.
"I bid you, adieu." The man spun around, the hilt of his sword smashing into Raven's temple, robbing her of her consciousness and sending her flying out of the helicopter.
"RAVEN!" yelled Beast Boy from where he hung on the wall. "Starfire! Help her!"
Starfire was far too busy with the blonde man, who was closing in for the kill. She flung starbolts at him, but he simply deflected them with the jitte.
"Mon ami, we have not the time," said the well-dressed man, tapping his foot.
"Fine." The red-garbed man slung a kunai at Starfire, the blade hitting her in between a pair of her ribs. Non-lethal but decidedly painful. "Train up, Titans," he commanded in a mocking tone, "Or you won't be able to die with honor when we do decide to take your lives." The two men jumped out of the helicopter, parachutes blossoming as they fell, wafting them gently to the boat waiting for them.
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Miles upon miles away, a motorcycle ran out of fuel.
"Shimatta."
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A/N: Well, here is the prologue of the revised and renamed story. Hope you like. Please read and review.