Hey, I'm back from the dead!! This is sort of short, but my muse ran away and all of my ideas seem stupid to me. –is sad- You know how that feels? Crummy.

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, it wouldn't have been canceled. I'd still be working on the second season.

I apologize for any OOC-ness, and I really, really apologize for the long dead-time. After this, regrettably, I'm re-retiring this for a while. So, don't expect another update for a looooong time.

Analysha's hunch that there would be Sladebots had proven to be painfully accurate; there were nearly fifty, standing statue-still in a grid formation. It was as though Slade was waiting for their return, else they had stumbled into a storage area for the metal beings. The second her feet touched the ground, however, they whirred to life, heads swiveling at metal necks, turning to stare at her, the minute lenses in their eyes focusing on Beast Boy as well as he landed beside her with a dull, clumsy-sounding thud.

Turning, she gave a slight nod to a visibly hesitant Beast Boy before charging into the robots' midst. Though she would eternally hate the man she had come to call her superior –which was better than what he had originally wanted, Master- she had to admit one thing: he had taken a once sweet and innocent child and turned her into a raging monster. Then, once he realized what he had done, he learned to control her so well that all of the violence and anger and hatred she felt towards him was carefully funneled into her fighting without clouding her battle judgement. He capitalized, and made a profit, on her natural instincts to attack and kill.

She jumped left and right, taking out the robots one by one, growing steadily more frustrated as they seemed to just keep popping up. Her only consolation was that the smoking parts and crackling bodies were pilling up almost as quickly. Three of them that simply refused to react to the damage, one missing an arm, another both legs, the last missing both hands from the wrists down, had managed to force her into a corner. With a low, feral growl, she leapt at them, reducing them to a pile of scrap in a matter of minutes. Another four came at her, soon to meet the very same end.

Beast Boy hadn't needed to fight hand-to-hand in a while, and he was having quite a time with it. He couldn't put gorilla strength behind his punches, and even dodging took more effort and precision; his human body a much larger target than a small mouse might have been. His maneuvers mostly consisted of dodging; trying to get the robots to destroy each other, through collisions or attacks, but that had only worked once or twice. His right hand was tightly gripping the intricately decorated handle of the blade Analysha had given him. If he didn't get the nerve to use the dagger soon-

Suddenly, a robot grabbed him from behind. He instinctively began struggling, attempting to change into a small animal to get out of its arms, causing the robot to squeeze harder. Soon, Beast Boy was fighting less to escape and more to breathe. He looked to Analysha, but she was cornered by four Sladebots, unable to help him. Unexpectedly, the robot let go of him, and fell backwards. He turned, surprised, and saw what had stopped it: he had thrust the knife into its chest panel, cutting some vital wires on the way in. However, he hadn't been aware of what he had done long enough to celebrate or even grab the dagger before another robot grabbed him, wrapping an arm around his neck and covering his mouth with its icy metal hand. This one wasted no time in beginning to drag him, kicking and attempting to scream, out of the room.

Analysha's eyes scanned the room, searching for Beast Boy. He was gone! The dagger was sticking out of the body of one of the robots- he must have been captured! Her eyes darted around the room again, this time catching a flash of his shoes as a door slid closed in front of them, concealing them from her view. She kicked the robot that was trying to catch her, sending it flying into the wall, then ran to the door she had seen close. She pounded on the wall, hoping for it to magically open. She heard the familiar whir of machinery that told her that a robot was approaching, followed by the click of boots that she had heard only a few times but were easily distinguishable as Slade's. She turned to face the oncoming challenge.

Back at Titan's Tower, Serinoya struggled to find some logical reason for having let Analysha go. Saying that she trusted her was not gonna fly, seeing as she had attacked Robin, threatened Beast Boy's life, and been a general, all-around nuisance. I could always plead insanity, she thought, though there was a very slim chance that that plan could work.

Just as she was actually about to go insane, the door opened, revealing to her the Titans, who were, by the looks of it, through with their little team discussion and ready to hear her explanation. If only she had one. Running her fingers through her hair, she gulped and headed through the open door, ready for her impending doom.

"So…" she said, addressing Robin, "I'm guessing they told you about what happened." Nice, she scolded herself, way to state the obvious. Robin simply nodded, letting her continue. "Uh… if I said that I was crazy, would that help my case?" Robin frowned. "Yeah, I thought not." She took a deep breath, steeling herself for ridicule as she began to explain. "See, I've got some serious reason to believe that Analysha was… er… pretending to be bad." This got a few raised eyebrows.

"The whole time?" Robin asked, not entirely amused. Serinoya nodded sagely.

"Yep. The whole time," she echoed. "See, there's no way she'd actually kidnap your friend, 'cause she's just not like that. So, that was my first clue that she was only pretending." She glanced around at her disapproving audience. "So, since it was all an act, no harm done, right?" She sighed when she realized that none of them was about to start singing her praises for making the assassin see the error of her ways, or whatever it was she had done for the green-skinned girl. "Look, regardless of whether you trust her or not, she's my problem once she brings Beast Boy back to your loving, waiting arms. Not yours. So, I'll deal with her as I see fit, not as you do."

She crossed her arms over her chest, irritable. She wished that they would have just sung her praises in the first place. That would have been so much easier. When she realized that none of them were arguing with her yet, she added, "Besides, she just wants a little help, and the faster we get it over with, the faster you'll get Beast Boy back, and the faster she and I will be out of your hair. So, there." Serinoya bit her tongue to keep from sticking it out at the group of heroes in reiteration to her final statement.

Robin blinked, unsure of how exactly to react to this little outburst. She had a point, he realized slowly, in the fact that Analysha was her problem, much the same as Slade was his. After pondering how he felt when the others criticized him on his dealings with Slade –even when they were right- he made his decision. "Well," he said with what he hoped was a nonchalant shrug, "I guess that about settles it." Serinoya, who had been sort of fuming to herself, looked up, surprise written plainly across her masked face. She probably hadn't expected him to give in that easily. One look at his team showed that their thinking had been similar. "The only quarrel the Titans have with Analysha is Beast Boy's kidnapping," he explained. "If Serinoya thinks that she can handle her on her own after our quarrel is settled, we really can't stop her from doing what she wants."

There you go. Hope you enjoyed!

Like I said, I'm sorry for OOC-ness and the like.

IamtotallyKewlio, out. Again.