Titans: The Revised Adventures RP

[lil_squirter]

Solomon saw the pretty lady standing with her hands on her hips. She seemed to be waiting and Solomon did not want to disappoint her. He was close to a fallen bike, and not one to waste an oppurtunity he picked it up. standing slowly. He cracked back into place and stood finally, holding Arsenal's newly repaired bike in his hand.

Now with 6 more feet of reach. Solomon stepped forward powerfully, and began a wind up with Arsenal's bike. He swung speaking softly and ending in a bellow. "Solomon Grundy." The front tire caught Damage in the ribs and continued on towards Vulcan, crashing and tearing the front wheel off, as it smashed through his blocking arms and kept going speed really building. The upswing continued with grundy's full body spin. A fantastic speed as Grundy clocked Donna solidly with the frame. "Born on A MONDAY!"

Solomon Grundy finished and huffed, holding only the solid back tire of Arsenal's bike. Examining the broken pieces like they were the most fascinating things in the world.

The punch had worked, thanks to the assist from Grundys previous combatant and something else she wasn't entirely sure of. Donna was feeling confident, maybe even a touch cocky as that Amazon blood was really starting to pump through her veins. The thrill of battle, the joy of clashing with a foe as strong or stronger then herself, it was what Amazons lived for.

She had expected a charge or perhaps a fist to fly at her, the bike was not what she'd seen coming. Front bits of the bike were sent off toward some others and she could do little to help them as the bulk of the bike body (yeah sure the new frame took off weight...still felt pretty damn solid) slammed into her. Air rushed from her lungs and Donna doubled with the impact.

"ungoooooofff"

Her body sailed backwards, ending when she connected with the solid brick and mortar of the wall. Goddess blessed skin and body made her tuff enough to take the damage but it never meant it was pleasant. The force of the blow dove her eight inches deep into the wall, a corona of cracks radiated out from the pulverized indentation her impact had made. Stunned and covered in mortar dust it took her a moment to recover her senses.

Slowly Donna pulled herself from the wall, noting with irritation that her lovely white costume was now grayed and dirty and sporting more then a few rips and tears, one shoulder strap threatening to fall off completely. She'd liked this costume, more over Grant had.....now she was pissed.

"Aww looks like you broke your toy, but then again, they always say never play with dead things."

Round two, Donna was brushing the dust from her hands, the carefully curled and pinned hair falling into a wild mass of inky black curls dusted in faint white powder. Possibly the most worrisome thing fro Grundy was the fact that she was smiling. Something she smiled all the while she walked up to him, smiled as she grabbed his arm, and smiled as she pulled him upward into the sky.Sure he was big and tuff on the ground...but could he fly?

 

[The Jeffinator]

NOBODY tells me how to play my characters, hehe.

Firebolt yelled out as he hit the puddle of water and felt electricity surge through his body. He fought to stay conscious, but slowly fell into darkness, and was out.

Bane smiled as Arsenal fell to the ground. Ripping out the arrows in his body, he removed his Venom inhaler from his shoe once more, this time taking in a huge, deep breath. He replaced the inhaler in his shoe, and began to laugh loudly as he muscles increased even more, and he grew to nearly eight feet tall. Picking up the crumpled van, and compacting it into a ball of metal, he hurled it at Arsenal with such force that it speed like a bullet. Then, Bane turned his attention to the sky, suspecting Superboy might come back at him again.

Robin smirked as Ghost became invisible. He sprinted for the stairs, up to the fourth floor, and down the hall to the last room. Running inside -- into his own room -- he grabbed a pair of thermal goggles from his closet, and slipped them on. No Ghost yet... he thought to himself, then suddenly he saw two red hands come up out of the floor underneath him. Jumping onto his bed and then catapulting himself to the doorway, he turned around and saw Ghost rise up from the floor.

“I can see you, haha.” Robin said with a smirk, then dove from the room and slammed the door shut. Opening a secret compartment in the wall, he pushed a green button. Suddenly, his entire bedroom was covered with the same forcefield that had kept Ghost out of the safe at STAR Labs, only this time, it was trapping him. Or, at least, Robin hoped. Pressing another button next to the green one opened a glass window in the door, so that Robin could keep an eye on him. “And don’t bother looking for a button in there to turn off the field. The only one is out here, I made sure of that.”

 

[Mephistophelily]

"I am... alright...," Star said softly, shaking as she got to her feet. "Thank you for your assistance.." She glanced around, frowning as she saw the mess and fighting. "This is not the day I had hoped for in the least!"

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Raven grunted as his unseen grip held her neck, trying to get free... Her eyes darted around the room, looking for something to get her out of this.
Above her dresser-
"You.. shouldn't be in a girl's room... without her permission...," She gasped out, her eyes glowing a red hue as she raised a hand, calling up the demonic dagger she had displayed on the shelf. It drove into his shoulder, causing him to lose focus and dropping her to the bed.
Rubbing her neck, she grabbed up her cloak from the bed, wrapping it about herself. "Screw this bunny thing. Why not meet my other side...?," she asked, her voice now a rough growl. "You're in my room. This is my world.... and you have no idea what you're dealing with."

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Solomon Grundy.

Solomon watched as Donna picked him up. His reflexes were pretty damn bad, and though he was strong she had more than enough to pick him right up. Suddenyl Grundy felt airborne. For a moment he was entranced by her smile, then confused by the wind, finally angered by the lack of punching going on.

"Solomon Grundy." By now he was ready to remedy that lack, and he thrashed swinging widly for nothing. Somewhere in the rotting lump that may have been a mind, he decided he had to aim up. Winging for the fences, he missed. He just did not have the ability to swing that far up. The stiff limbs he had were not going to hit Donna soaring with his hand in hers.

"Solomon Grundy, Born on a monday."

Solomon growled out the only phrase he could and began to hammer his fist into the amazonian princess' arms. Crushing blows landing along the forearm and finally driving into the extended elbow.

 

[lil_squirter]

Solomon growled out the only phrase he could and began to hammer his fist into the amazonian princess' arms. Crushing blows landing along the forearm and finally driving into the extended elbow.

Big and tuff as he was Donna had all the more power to heft him up several hundred feet over the ground. She was trying to maneuver him somewhere he'd be no threat, he was not having any of it. Still his wild swings were nothing to her save making her grip tighten to hold on to the behemoth as he swayed in a spastic midair ballet. Things didn't get much more interesting until the first blow hit her arm, right at the crook of her elbow causing her to gasp and flinch.

"Anyone ever tell you it's not polite to hit on girls like this?"

She grimaced and held out, battering blows raining down on her arms, already she could feel slight bruising starting in them. At least part of her arms was safe, the glinting silver bracelets that were the Amazon remembrance of their years of servitude, turned into items of defense, protected her forearms a bit. Still the battering continued and Donna was seeing little choice but to enact her plan early. A vacant lot, seemed as good a place as any, straining she arched upward, dragging the zombie with her until some seven hundred feet up she let go, his reaction time was not quick enough for those thick sausage fingers to grasp her hand before he began to fall.

Donna hovered where she was a minute, rubbing gingerly at her arms accessing the damage before she dove back to the Tower to see what, if anything, remained of the fight.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Roy.

Bane smiled as Arsenal fell to the ground. Ripping out the arrows in his body, he removed his Venom inhaler from his shoe once more, this time taking in a huge, deep breath. He replaced the inhaler in his shoe, and began to laugh loudly as he muscles increased even more, and he grew to nearly eight feet tall. Picking up the crumpled van, and compacting it into a ball of metal, he hurled it at Arsenal with such force that it speed like a bullet. Then, Bane turned his attention to the sky, suspecting Superboy might come back at him again.

Roy wached as Bane Jr. took an inhaler out. Kid have asthma or something? Bane Jr grew another 9 inches. Hovering at around eight feet and decked with muscles beyond belief. K. So maybe that was venom. Asthma's a good line though.

Bane Jr's roar shook the alley, and he grabbed the van blocking the alley Hurling it like a bullet. Roy could see freedom just beuyond him, and a ford windstar in a ball hurtling for his his face. Roy dived to the side rolling as the van smashed part of the wall causing a tonne of bricks to fall burying where he used to be. The van continued going after sliding and rolling before it ground to an erie sounding halt. Roy got up and looked at Bane Jr, and the hole in the wall offering him escape. No jo. roy thought. ollie always said, you finish what you start. Roy took a good look at Bane Jr. who was staring off into space. Somehow this perturbed him. "Hey Asthma boy. The inhaler crusader. Yeah, look at me. I'm the one you're fighting."

Roy started to walk forward slowly. Letting an arrow Rip into Bane Jr's shoulder. Then another, into the pivot in his Elbow. Another adjusting for the dodge into Bane Jr's turkey sized knee, another towards the other cap, which barely stuuck, and another that went in between the tendons. Roy was still walking, still firing. Arrows bouncing off shields and sticking in over developed muscle. Roy was feeling out the best place to fire, the Daizepam arrow in hand. Bane Jr's lumbering run didn't seem hampered by the arrows, but did by the mass he was carrying. Roy kept firing. Arrows protruding from Bane Jr. like a hedgehog. they were about to meet, and Roy had seen this too many times before. He began to climb running up Bane Jr's outstretched leg like a step ladder another foot of an overly muscled abdomen and onto his shoulders. Bane kept running blinded with rage reaching for Roy's calves.

Roy pulled back far and fired, the hollow arrow slamming into the carotid artery. Injecting it's full doses of Daizepam into Bane Jr's massively pumping bloodstream. Roy knew it didn't matter much then. Bane had hold of him and was in the process of hurling him through the air. End over end Roy flew hitting the wall thankfully with his back and bouncing to the hard pavement. Splayed he only managed to look up, pain wracking his bady. Was it over?

 

[The Jeffinator]

“NNNRRR!!” Malchior moaned as the knife pierced his shoulder. He ripped it out, powered up his aura again, and dove at her with glowing hands.

Mina nodded to Starfire, then ran down the stairs. She passed by Raven’s room, and deciding she had Malchior in check, she ran and jumped through the hole in the floor to the second level, where all the major fighting seemed to be going on. Seeing some dude electrocuting the water on the floor, she took her silver form in mid air, and landed over him like a sheet. She wrapped tightly around him like she had done to Kid Twist, his frantic shocks not harming her. After all, as a liquid, she had no nerves, so no pain. However, the shocks did make it harder to retain liquid form, but at the same time his bolts had nowhere to go but right back at him.

Bane roared as the arrow pierced the side of his neck. Hurling Arsenal through the air, he ripped out the arrow, then began ripping them all out. “Hahaha,” he laughed, walking towards the injured copper. “You can’t break through my enhanced hide with these little play darts. Hahahaha -- What the fuck?!” Suddenly, a sharp pain rippled through his heart. He stumbled, becoming dizzy and lightheaded. “How the fuck... Mother... Fucker...” and with a giant thud, the big man came crashing down to the ground. As his heart beat slowed, so did the effects of the Venom, and after a few minutes he was back to normal.

 

[Mephistophelily]

"Nice trick." Raven's eyes glowed from behind her hood... a secondary set of eyes joining the glow as she let her demonic side free. The shadows of her robe grew out, grabbing hold of him as he lept at her and tightening about him. "Want to see mine?" The growl of a voice still came from her as the snaking shadows hurled him across the room.
"There's this little problem when I get angry... I guess you could say I take after my father a bit too much..." The shadows grabbed out again, this time hoisting him into the air the same way he had held her, tight to his throat.

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Starfire, now a bit more steady, glanced around the room. Mina had taken care of that terrible man who had played with her mind, Raven had vanished... Roy had taken out that giant of a man, and Robin was-
Robin was no where to be seen.

She painicked, immediately thinking something terrible... "Robin?!"

 

[The Jeffinator]

Malchior gasped for breath as the dark shadows constricted around his throat. He began sending energy balls in every direction, but with the lack of air, he used up most of his energy. Cursing himself mentally, he finally lost consciousness.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Roy.

Bane roared as the arrow pierced the side of his neck. Hurling Arsenal through the air, he ripped out the arrow, then began ripping them all out. “Hahaha,” he laughed, walking towards the injured copper. “You can’t break through my enhanced hide with these little play darts. Hahahaha -- What the fuck?!” Suddenly, a sharp pain rippled through his heart. He stumbled, becoming dizzy and lightheaded. “How the fuck... Mother... Fucker...” and with a giant thud, the big man came crashing down to the ground. As his heart beat slowed, so did the effects of the Venom, and after a few minutes he was back to normal.

Roy watched Bane in shock, as he pulled arrows out of himself. Cuts and holes closing quickly and uselessly. Roy struggled to a sitting position, Holding his ribs from the pain of breathing, and Bane Jr. kept coming. Roy hazily got up to his feet and began to walk to the younger Bane's postition. He was shrinking. Going back down to the six some feet he was normally. Roy looked at the hole the arrow ha left in his neck softly dripping blood and used a tattered remnant of his costume to bandage the hole in his neck. He'd be sure to get a doctor down. Wasn't that stone kid a prodigy of some kind? Roy got up, felt a twinge and collapsed against the same dumpster he had landed in moments ago. He'd take a breather for a bit and go back in the tower soon. Ok. That was decidedly more dificult than I originally thought. Next time I shoot him before he starts puffing."

Roy got up with some obvious agony and Put Bane's hands in cuffs. He also took the little inahler from hi shoe and checked the other for hidden compartments. A quick sezarch later Roy had most of his contraband and was shakily walking into the remains of Titan Tower to see the fight going on. "Gotta say. This was some meeting though. "

 

[Mephistophelily]

When he finally went limp, Raven let him go, dropping to the floor herself as she panted. She flipped her hood back, glancing at him as she shook her head. That was more than she had expected... Her hand rose, catching him in one of her orbs and heading back down to the main room, dumping him on the floor.

"Anyone have a muzzle?," She grumbled, glancing around. The wiring from before didn't do that well at keeping him down... ok, fine. Lets go bigger.
She tore one of the beams from the cieling, wrapping it about him with her powers. "Get out of that, dragonbreath."


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"Robin?" Star flew down another hallway, hunting for him-
Then spotted him, staring into one of the rooms with folded arms and a smirk on his face.
"Robin!" She went to his side, glancing into the room. "You have captured one of our attackers?"

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Solomon Grundy.

Solomon Grundy watched as Donna winced from the blow and wound up to deliver another. Oblivious to his situation hundreds of feet in the air, he reared back locked and cocked. He brought the fist up driving for the fences, ready to rock, and began to fall. The fist whiffed harmlessly smashing the air good. Grundy was somewhat satisfied with that. Donna had let him go.

Solomon looked down at the pavement of an empty lot rushing very quickly to kiss his dead and broken features. And somewhere deep in the night as he fell for a long mournful 5 seconds the night winds echoed with his cry of

"MONDAYYYYYYYYYYYY."

He hit. Pavement cracked and so did bones, no vestige of his undead heritage prevented the damage his fall caused, and it was a testament to his leathery hide that he did not splatter upon impact. From the mini crater, he stood anyway. Bones mending and Skin closing.

Solomon began the walk back to tower. unsure of why. Only knowing that he wanted to smash.

(OOC: I'm off to work I'll see everyone tomorrow. Charger is down and Deuce should not be too much problem. I'll post them tomorrow if there's any clean up. If someone Interacts with Roy, I'll get him when I get home. Night everyone.)

 

[Armphid]

Grant couldn't hold, his knees were about to buckle when Grundy was struck my a mighty punch from a flying figure clad in white. He stood up, ready to assist, when he caught a glimpse of his rescuer. He gaped, his mouth falling open. "Donna?" It couldn't be. No way.

But it was.

Damn.

Hot damn.

"She's so awesome." A goofy smile came across his face as she dealt the undead thug another hammering blow. Wow...maybe she really was a goddess.
Either way, he wasn't going to let her fight alone.

Just as he was about to charge in, he was struck by something, a huge wind, and slammed into a far wall, hard. It wasn't hard enough to hurt him, but a chunk of ceiling gave way, tumbling down toward him...and a group of partiers unlucky enough to still be inside. "Everyone, get down!"

He leaped into the small group, leaing forward slightly. The slab of metal, plaster and wire, hit him square in the back. His knees bent with the weight, but he got his hands on it, lifting it up. "Grrr...you guys all right?"

"Y-yeah," a girl in a witch's ccctume replied, staring up at him.

"Good." He lifted it up off his shoulders, "Look, get out of here, okay?" I'll watch your back!"

The girl nodded, helping her friends up. "Okay." "Thanks, uh, Hercules."

He almost laughed, "Damage!" "This isn't my normal-oh,nevermind." Looking around, Donna and the zombie were gone. Across the room, a kid his age in red armor was being menaced by a guy with lighting dancing over him and a strangely dressed woman. A few seconds later, the electric guy was down...but suddenly there were about ten of the woman.

Which one was the real one? Were they all real? How could...wait a minute. Why worry about whic one was real, if you could hit them all? Grant shuffled to the side, still holding up the large chunk of ceiling. He waited until the Deuces were in a tight enough group, and far enough away from the swordsman. "There!"

He leaned back, then threw his body forward, arms heaving the wide slab at the slew of images. It slammed them away, crashing into the far wall. The slab hung a moment, then fell onto the ground. Deuce, alone now, took a few tottering steps, then fell over on top of it.

The battle seemed to be ending, he could see or hear any more fighting anyway. it looked like he hadn't been able to do too much to help. Well, he could help now. Bad guys seemed to be littered everywhere. Grant began to walk around, picking them up and using fallen rebar or whatever was handy to secure them.

"Uh, is..." he hesitated when several sets of eyes turned to him, "Uh, hi." He pointed at Arsenal, "He invited me." "I'm not with them," he pointed at the three villains that were wrapped in a girder he was carrying. "Is everyone okay?"

 

[The Jeffinator]

Robin smiled to Starfire, then turned back to Ghost. “Talk!” he screamed. “Where is the Hive base? Answer me!” Robin punched the wall in his rage at Ghost not speaking. He smirked, then looked up. “I wanted to avoid this, but you leave me no choice. This won’t hurt you, just..... sting a little.” Pushing a third button in the secret compartment, two little silver orbs on poles dropped out of the ceiling in the room, stopping after protruding a few feet. Suddenly, orange bolts of electricity shot out from both at Ghost, forcing him to become solid again. Robin removed the goggles as the bolts surged Ghost, then turned them off. “I’m sorry. I know, it hurts. These are specially designed to target spirits and phantoms, got the technology from an old friend a while ago, just never thought I’d need it. I don’t enjoy this, but you have invaded our home and killed a considerable amount of our friends and party guests. I cannot forgive you and your team for that. I thought you were different, when you saved that woman at the lab yesterday. But, I’ve been wrong before. Now, I want answers!” he shocked him again.

Suddenly, Malchior was awakened as he felt Ghost’s pain. “Master Ghost!” gasped Mal, trying to break free of his current bind. “Dammit!” he spat, then tried to use what little energy he had to rise himself and the beam wrapped around him into the air. Pushing as hard as he could, he was able to bend the beam just enough to slide out, it dropping to the floor with a loud bang. “This isn’t over, bitch!” he spat at Raven, then flew up through the hole in the ceiling and to the fourth floor, down the hall, to see Robin and Star. Seeing the situation, and Robin pushing the button, Malchior dove at him. “Leave Master Ghost alone!” He punched Robin hard, knocking him to the floor, then kicked Starfire down the hall. Grasping his hand on Robin’s head, he looked at his memories enough to know how to release Ghost. Pushing the button, the field came down, and Mal rushed into the room. he grabbed Ghost, slung one arm over his shoulder, then crashed through the window and flew off into the darkness of the night. “Please don’t be dead, Master Ghost...”

“Dammit!” Robin roared after a moment to recuperate.

 

[FenixZero]

Dibs on Grundy!

Superboy touched down amid the dust and debris of the party. The Titans were finally starting to wrap things up. Conner folded his arms across his chest, with a slightly unsatisfied look on his face. The Kryptonite had left him slow and weak and he'd barely gotten a single good hit on that Bane Jr guy before the meta-cop from earlier took him down.

It wasn't that he didn't get a chance to fight, it was that he hadn't been the least bit useful during the entire confrontation. But if nothing else he could help some of the bystanders and make sure they got the medical care they needed.

A thin curl of smoke rose up from the ground below. Focusing his eyes, Superboy's Kryptonian vision cut through the curling serpent of dust from what looked like a small crater in the ground. And walking away from that crater, taking slow deliberate steps, was what looked...like a big ass zombie.

"Yeah...yeah that'll do" Kon-El grinned and cracked his knuckles. It looked as though he was going to be useful afterall.

"Dibs on the zombie!" He called out as he launched down towards the big figure with a cheerful smile.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

"Dibs on the zombie!"

Solomon hulked his way back, thorugh trick or treaters and teenagers with eggs. Most scattered to the sides of the huge zombie, with many calling out things encouragements and compliments.

"Awesome costume dude." "Great effects." "How do you do the shamble so well?"

Solomon managed to ignore them all through his long blocks of drudging. He neared the tower seeing many of the heroes still standing. That would just never do. Solomon surveyed the skies. Wary for flying white girls. He found Superboy, with his lean body and curly hair, to Solomon Grundy. Close enough.

"Solomon Grundy, born on a monday."

Solomon Boomed out another verse of his endless nursery rhyme. Forever stuck at the beginning as he grabbed a hot dog Cart and whipped it forcefully at the flying Superboy. Children Screamed the cried in Joy. As the lids burst, and Hotdogs fell warm and tasty upon the people of Vector.

 

[FenixZero]

Conner's eyes went wide for a second as the hot dog cart came flying towards him.

"Airball!" He yelled out as he tucked his body into a spin. Grabbing the cart, he twirled his body mid-air and threw it right back at Grundy, slamming the aluminum frame into the zombie's iron hard body. Probably wouldn't stop it, but whatever.

Pointing his clenched fists in front of him he shot like a missile at Solomon Grundy.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Solomon Grundy.

The hotdog cart soared through the air and Solomon managed to watch it connect, and then come right back to him. Odd. Normally hot dog carts were not boomerangs. No matter. The cart plowed into grundy shattering on impact leaving lketchup and mustard stains over his already ripped and dirtied rags. Sauerkraut landed in gobs and strings with the onion upon his head and for the briefest of moments Solomon had rocker hair. Not that he knew.

He looked up to see Superboy rushing to him like a missle. Fists out and Body tight. It was perfect. Solomon reached his arms wide and high waiting for Superboy to come to him.

"Born on a monday.". Grundy jumped to grab Superboy in a hug under the fists going through. With much beating on his head grundy landed trying to turn before he drove himself face first as hard as his zombie bulk would let him.

Pavement cracked under the impromptu spine buster, and something came to Solomon's head, as he brought both his arms up high to smash superboy's face.

(Tag Superboy.)

 

[FenixZero]

Superboy impacted with the concrete with a groan and an grunt, the overpowering weight of Solomon Grundy pressing him into the cracked pavement. Dust and debris scattered everywhere, the thick, rank breath of Grundy bearing down on top of him.

The zombie reared back, preparing to bring his fists down on Conner's head. Reacting fast, Superboy pressed his palms against the ground, pushing his tactile TK field into the cracks and rapidly expanding the field.

The ground suddenly errupted in a violent release of energy, turning the ground below Grundy into one big fragmentation grenade. The explosion threw the zombie backwards, managing to bring the towering brute up off his feet.

Gathering his feet under him, Superboy shot foreword, catching Grundy under the chin with an uppercut.

 

[Mephistophelily]

Starfire cried out as she hit the wall, her back still hurting quite a bit from the attack earlier. She got to her feet as she saw the man exiting the room with Ghost, her hands glowing. "No! You will not leave!" Hurling the orbs, she flew at them... only for them to crash through one of the windows.

"Robin?" She glanced back over her shoulder, then took off out the window as well, looking around... but they were nowhere to be seen. With a frustrated cry, she threw a few more green orbs into the night sky in various directions, hoping to hit something...
But nothing connected.

Floating outside the broken window, she turned around, looking at the building. "Oh, no..." She moved back a bit, taking in the mess completely. "All our hard work, destroyed so quickly..."

 

[The Jeffinator]

The cop that had been driving the car that Di put Vic into had called an ambulance, and he was rushed to the ER. He called for back up, and as the fight seemed to settle down, they rushed in. Two men headed out to the alley as Roy pointed them to Bane Junior, as the others cuffed Killowat, Firebolt, Deuce, Charger, and Kid Twist. They were treated for injuries, then rushed off to Arcana Asylum, where they were locked away in special cells to counter their powers. (yes yes, I know. ) However, they did not know what happened to Grundy, Ghost, or Malchior. (assuming Grundy eventually escapes Superboy. I’ll edit as necessary as your battle unfolds).

“Let’s go see how the others are doing,” Robin said after a minute, and the two headed downstairs to see most of the villains being arrested. “Good..” he sighed, then looked out a broken window as he heard fighting. Other than Superboy and Grundy, the fighting had stopped. The police helped clear out the party guests and get them on their way. The Titans that were injured went to the ER, while the ones that could still stand watched as Superboy continued to pound Grundy, insisting that he wanted to bring the zombie down on his own.

“Master Ghost needs help, now!” Malchior roared as they returned to the Hive Academy. They took Ghost to the infirmary, and took a look at Mal as well. Then Slade showed up.

“You failed? Against the Teen Titans?” he said as he sat down and looked at Malchior.

“They were... powerful. They outnumbered us, Headmaster. I’m not sure how many of the others made it out, but I had just enough energy left to get Master Ghost back here.”

“You failed, and then you ran. What makes you think I won’t kill you right now for such an atrocity?” Slade asked politely.

Malchior smiled. “Because, Headmaster, I am delivering you this information. Warning you of their abilities, giving you insight to what I saw in their Tower... Next time, they will all perish...”

“Good answer, my boy,” Slade said coolly, and the two shared a few evil laughs. Then, before leaving the room, Slade turned back to Mal. “But make no mistake, if you fail a second time...” he just winked, then left.

I will not fail you, Headmaster, he thought to himself. But give me any reason to lose my high respect for you, and your blood will stain my hands along with that of the Titans... Never underestimate the power of a dragon... Hehehe...

 

[lil_squirter]

Rose

“Good answer, my boy,” Slade said coolly, and the two shared a few evil laughs. Then, before leaving the room, Slade turned back to Mal. “But make no mistake, if you fail a second time...” he just winked, then left.

A shadow followed Slade's progress down the hall and away from his disappointment. Soft padding steps hardly more then whispers but enough that he knew they were there. A small form slipped from the shadows to wrap an arm around his. Lovingly patting the curve of his bicep.

"Troubles Father? The others have let you down, but they may still be useful. Let me see about these Titans. I will not fail you, you know only death would stop me."

Rose Wilson adored her father, the one man in the world she trusted, the man who trained her to become what she was. A younger and possibly more vicious fighter then even he himself. Stark white hair, sign of her lineage, fell over her shoulders as she peered up at Slade with a smile. For him she would do anything, even kill.

 

[The Jeffinator]

“We will bide our time, my dear,” Slade said to her in a loving, fatherly voice. “Wait for our opportunity, and then strike swiftly and vanish without a trace. The way this Boy Wonder can turn the tables on his opponents has me intrigued. And from what I’ve heard of Raven, she has powerful demonic capabilities... The information Malchior shared with me... Her eyes, they split into four.. She is the daughter of the ancient Lord Trigon, she has to be... Very interesting turn of events...” Slade thought for a moment, then headed to his office. “Leave me to my thoughts...”

 

[Mephistophelily]

"What a mess..." Raven sighed, working on fixing the broken walls and fixtures with her powers. "I really hoped this whole thing would turn out.. nice. I guess that's just not going to be happening." A few more patches, the replacement of the couch... The water on the floor and the dust would need some actual cleaning, though.
Feeling she had done well enough aside from some paint and some small work, she dropped down on the couch, shaking her head. "What a mess.."

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Star frowned as she looked up at Conner, beating on the man that just kept getting up. "How long shall he fight this man that shall not stay down?," she asked aloud, though it was more a question to herself.

She moved behind Robin, wrapping her arms about his chest and laying her head on his shoulder before giving a quick whince of pain. She still hurt from Twist's pounding on her back... and that odd feeling he had given her still lingered in her mind. "We... should clean again, should we not?," she asked softly, closing her eyes.

 

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Rose

“We will bide our time, my dear,” Slade said to her in a loving, fatherly voice. “Wait for our opportunity, and then strike swiftly and vanish without a trace. The way this Boy Wonder can turn the tables on his opponents has me intrigued. And from what I’ve heard of Raven, she has powerful demonic capabilities... The information Malchior shared with me... Her eyes, they split into four.. She is the daughter of the ancient Lord Trigon, she has to be... Very interesting turn of events...” Slade thought for a moment, then headed to his office. “Leave me to my thoughts...”

"Of course Father."

Rose pulled away and slipped back down the hall, dismayed with her fathers decision to wait rather then letting her strike the Titans during their recovery. She knew how the brats had been a thorn in her fathers side and she wanted dearly to be the one to remedy that. He had said to bide their time, and so she would. But that never excluded doing her own reconnaissance, Rose moved off for her room and shed the orange and blue suit of Ravager. In place of it she donned blue jeans and a black t-shirt, black leather boots and matching jacket over that.

She grinned as she snapped up the keys of her motorcycle, black and white but not a crotch rocket, no this was a low slung V-Star. Long and chrome glistening in the lights of the garage and very shortly after that the streets. Rose was determined to buzz this Titan headquarters and get a look at things for herself.