Hi!!!!!!!!!! I'm back!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, there were a few questions that I got in a review, and I would just like to clear things up. Frost is a GIRL!!!!!! Got that? And as for Roy and the whole low blood sugar thing, don't' over analyze that. I have low blood sugar sometimes in the mornings and when I haven't eaten in a while, so I was alluding to the dizziness, and I was just trying to have them make small talk. Okay, moving on. Sorry if the characters are OOC, but I'm doing my best here. Oh, and this may be slightly gory. Not for the extremely faint of heart. So DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU! And just to be consistent, here's Maura Estella.

ME: It's so obvious that she owns the Teen Titans that it hurts. I mean, come on- just look at all the amazing commercials for season six that are on air. NOT!!!!!!!! How many times do I have to say this? BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!

RANDOMNESS- 'Cause I'm just cool like that.
You know the euphemism "you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar"? Well why the HELL would you want to catch flies? Why not just smash them?

Chapter Five. Have fun… whatever that is.

Still flashbacking.

He set Raven gently on the ground just in time to avoid a hit from a Slade-bot. "Some welcome. You sure know how to make a guy feel wanted."

Nightwing, who had been closest to Raven when she fell, grit his teeth as he finished off the robots near to him. "You are wanted. The FBI, the JCPD, and several research companies, both private and publicly owned, would love to get their hands on you."

"Don't tell me you're actually mad at me for saving Bird Girl's unconscious ass."
A vein was throbbing in his forehead. "I. am. not. MAD!" he snarled, biting off each word harshly.

Red X gave a mechanical chuckle. "And I'm Starfire's long lost aunt. Give me a break."

Nightwing glared at Red X as he ripped an arm off a Slade-bot.

"So violent," he commented as he shot an X at one of the many androids now surrounding them.

"Like you're one to talk, criminal."

"Your words wound me," Red X shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I'm so sure. Maybe while they're at it they'll be so kind as to finish you off."

"I'm so sure they'd be glad to, just as long as you get it through your thick skull that I'M NOT THE ENEMY, BIRD BRAIN!"

Neither noticed that while they were fighting each other and the Slade-bots, Raven had regained consciousness. "For probably the only time in my life, I agree with X."

Nightwing turned around to glare at her. "Raven, he's a thief! What on earth makes you think he can be trusted?"

"It's for that very reason that I trust him. He's not another Slade, and we need all the help we can get," she said, gesturing to the fight behind her. The rest of the Titans were fighting hard, but for every android destroyed, another two came to take its place.

"Fine. But he better behave."

Both could tell Red X was smirking behind the mask. "I'll be the best little boy you've ever seen."

Nightwing frowned and Raven scoffed. "And I'm the Queen of England," she retorted, but flew into the battle anyway, Nightwing and Red X close behind her.

Haven't you figured out what I'm gonna say here by now?

The Titans were tired. They had been fighting nonstop, and it was beginning to show. Even Red X was exhausted. Every time they destroyed one robot, another two sprang up in its place.

They were at the end of their rope. They large, strange, monstrous machines were guarding Slade, while simultaneously creating more Slade-bots. Raven had managed to destroy one, but the others managed to make up for the missing constructor. Now, Jinx and Starfire were working to tear apart another one, but it was proving to be more resilient to their attacks then expected.

All the while, Slade was watching- observing- them, with no emotion but a sick, twisted form of pride that seemed to radiate over the battlefield, constantly reminding what and why they were fighting, as if the decomposing corpses of Mas y Menos weren't enough.

Finally, at long last, Pantha and Herald broke through. She charged Slade, while Herald followed, sending Slade-bots to dimensions unknown to man.

When Pantha was a yard from Slade, he reacted to her presence. Wrapping a tendril of his demonic powers around her body, he boxed Herald in, preventing him from helping her, a sure fire sign that something bad was about to happen.
Slade's intentions became clear as he created a knife and began cutting her up.

Her fingers were first, chopped at the joints. Next came her hands. Blood poured from the stumps as Pantha cried out in pain, pure, unadulterated pain.

He let loose a maniacal laugh as he continued to brutally massacre her, finally chopping her head off, sending it to join her severed, butchered limbs that surrounded the body, amid the organs and intestines that had been torn from her ripped open torso, amongst the blood that still poured from her long dead body.

He picked it up and pulled off her mask, freeing the auburn curls. He took the knife, dripping with her still wet blood, and carved an S, his symbol, into her forehead.

Chuckling maniacally, he turned to Herald. "You're next, trumpet boy."

His eyes widened in fear and horror as they automatically latched on to what was once Pantha, now only a pile of butchered flesh and still flowing blood.

"Don't worry, little boy. I won't do anything like that to you. No, your death won't be as messy. I'd forgotten how hard it is to get blood stains out of clothing." Another laugh had Herald backing as far away from Slade as he could, blowing his trumpet like mad in desperate attempts to escape.

"You can blow your horn all you want, but you can't escape from Death's grasp," Slade taunted.

Herald just defiantly, or perhaps stupidly, kept playing, the sounds coming from his horn like nothing Slade had ever heard before, like nothing that anyone had ever heard come from a trumpet, seemingly attempting to summon a portal, to no avail.

"Haven't you figured out yet that my powers can prevent you from creating portals? Tsk, tsk… I expected more from a Titans North member. You're notoriously bright, or so I've been told," he said nonchalantly, as though he were doing no more than commenting on the weather.

"There's always a way to escape," Herald boldly stated, and resumed playing.

He just shook his had sadly, as if to say, "Look at the poor, dilusioned sap I'm about to kill."

Far away, however, at the edge of the battlefield, a certain dark sorceress heard the music and froze, mid-Slade-bot. A certain thief next to her took note of this, and he quickly destroyed all the androids surrounding them. "What's wrong, Sunshine?"

She got a far-off look in her eyes, and just started singing softly. "Because one day, I'll leave you/A phantom to lead you to the summer/To join the black parade." Snapping out of her trance, she looked at Red X. "Herald's about to die, and he's just graciously informed me."

Back up at the front, Herald was wishing he had saved his breath as Slade strangled him, slowly, painfully killing him.

As he let go of Herald's neck, a black shadow swooped in and stopped his body from hitting the ground.

That shadow transformed into a woman with a long blue cloak, gray skin, and violet hair and eyes. "Herald!" Completely ignoring the enemy before her, she concentrated on healing the boy in her arms, the energy in her hands going from a soft blue glow to a harsh white light.

A beat of the heart, a shallow breath drawn. For a moment, her heart soared, and then plummeted even lower when nothing followed. Allowing tears to run down her face for the first time, a potentially violent display of emotion from the empathy, she finally acknowledged Slade's presence.

"You killed him," she accused, her voice hollow and still devoid of emotion, despite the dead man in her arms.

"That I did. Do you plan on doing something about it?" he smirked, feeling confident in his abilities to destroy her.

"Yes." And with that single word so rightly uttered, she slumped over, and her spirit, a powerful ebony raven, exploded from her back. It cawed loudly, and Slade backed away from the dangerous embodiment of Raven. From its wings flew darts of black, each imbedding itself in one of the Titans before him.

Red X found himself watching as, one by one, as the Titans were possessed by Raven's power, their eyes glowed black, and their bodies became seemingly impervious to fatigue and other mortal weaknesses. They brutally destroyed the constructors and the remainder of the robots in a flash of fire, color, and pure rage before Raven took away the seeds of her power, leaving the Titans to fall unconscious where they stood.

The ebony bird retreated into her body, and he was more than surprised when she stood.

"You've been a very, very bad boy, Slade," she hissed as she drew her head up.

Expecting to see eyes of violet, he was once again caught unaware upon viewing four eyes, similar in color to the blood that was pooled around his feet.

Her hair, as well, lost its amethyst color. Now pure black, appearing to suck in light rather than reflect it, it flowed to her waist. Only semi-familiar leotard was able to remind him that this was indeed Raven, the dark sorceress of the Titans.

Her crimson eyes trained on Slade, she stalked slowly towards him. Her hand glowed black, matching her hair. Slade was too terrified to move as she approached. Her hand went into his chest, and pulled out his soul, a horribly grotesque thing, solid black, writhing and squirming in her hand. Raven chanted something, and a group of even more monstrous spirits, if possible, came.

The only sound was that of the words she hissed. "Get him."

She let Slade's soul, if it could be called that, free. Immediately it fled from the things she summoned, but they followed it eagerly, leaving what was once the body of the most feared criminal in the world to crumble to dust.

Suddenly, Red X could remember no more, just a black, piercing sensation, followed by a warm, white, soothing one…

End flashback. 'Cause that's all there is to say.

When Red X woke from his "slumber", Raven was lying partially on him, partially off him, from where she collapsed when retrieving his memories. He found it a rather pleasant sensation, to have human contact after so long. He figured that he'd let her stay there, just while he slept…

(Notes and whatnot, the chapter's technically over, but I have some important stuff to say)

Final Randomness: There are people I would take a bullet for, and people I would like to put a bullet in.

(okay, still more important stuff)

I have a couple of things to say down here, too.

First off, hope that cleared up some questions.

Second off, no one told me if I should change my rating or not! This annoys me. Come on, guys. A little feed back on that would've been nice. But I am happy you guys all decided to review.

And finally, chapter dedications to whoever can guess at least one of the following: The sort of spirits Raven summoned and Red X's name. I gave hints last chapter as to the latter. Better go back and re-examine the text!

Bye, AND FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT ANYONE FINDS SACRED, HOLY, AND GOOD, REVIEW! LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! Because I know where you live. O.O