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Two Sides of Law

Chapter Twenty

Final Fight


An hour later, I saw the strangest thing on my communicator. At first, I thought I was hallucinating. It couldn't be… I rubbed my eyes and took a second look. I was not crazy.

In the basement, stood someone I never dreamed I'd see again. He was blonde and had green eyes. A purple shirt and black pants on. He hadn't changed in the least. Jericho. Slade's son. He walked about the room, testing dust between his gloved fingers. He ran his clean glove over his face in thought.

Holy. Crap. I thought. Holy. Crap. I repeated. I picked up the communicator and pressed the red button and talked into it without a second thought.

"Jericho." I said. The blonde boy froze, mouth agape. "It's okay." I said. "It's Raven from the Titans. Look behind the crate at the far side of the room." I directed him. He did as told and moved the crate to the side slightly. He picked up Nightwing's communicator with a wide smile on his face. He waved.

"Dude!" I heard Changeling shout. I held the device from my face in fear my eardrums might burst. "Jericho, what are you doing here?"

"Let's get to the basement to talk." I said. "I think we should go after Nightwing and Collin. I have a bad feeling about this." It was true. I knot had been building in my stomach for the past twenty minutes. Something was up.

In moments, we'd all assembled in the cellar of the warehouse. Star (to Changeling's annoyance) gave Jericho a welcoming hug (A/N: Star and Changeling are together).

"We should go and find them. They're taking too long." I told the others. Cyborg and Terra nodded. Changeling gave a puzzled Jericho an amazingly reliable ten second run-over of what was going on. But when Jericho tried to explain why he'd been there, we all got confused. Sign language was not our forte.

"Dude, cut the sign lingo and let's go." Changeling said rudely. Even though none of us spoke (or rather signed) sign language, we all knew what Jericho's rude gesture toward the elf meant. Except Starfire. But she's a ditz.



I stood back on the sides of the cave, careful to stay in the shadows. Tingles shot up my spine as I remembered the past events of the cave. It was Terra's. I'd called it Terra's, anyway. Her old resting place still stood in the center of the room, undisturbed, save the time we resurrected her.

Slade flew from a ledge toward Collin, knocking his mask off. It fell to the floor with a clatter. X seemed to take no notice. The black-haired villain threw a punch which Slade easily dodged. X was then flipped so his back hit the wall- hard.

"I'll assume you want a fight, then." Slade's words echoed off the walls easily. Slade drew back his arm and brought it forward to meet Collin's face. Collin rolled to the side and attempted a sweep that soon failed. As moments progressed, the fight became more serious. Slade was much quieter after seeing his adversary wasn't weakened by words nowadays.

Uppercut blocked. Hurricane kick, dodged. Side kick, skimmed. Chop, held. Slade took a Bo staff from his belt and extended it. He advanced on Collin relentlessly. Downward slash, evaded. Upward slash, hit. Hit, hit, hit. Collin fell to the ground sporting a bleeding nose.

"Giving up so soon?" Slade queried. X hopped up, unleashing a fury of emotional agony built up over two long years. Slade, however, was much stronger than Collin had presumed. He was not alone; I was surprised as well. Slade had gotten stronger and much more agile during his disappearance. The one-eyed criminal recovered quickly and wasted no time getting back on the offensive.

The battle raged on for the next forty minutes. I stayed off to the side. I'd only step in once Collin was about to be massacred. And, judging by his stumbling and heaving, that would be soon. And sure enough, the next thing he did was fall.

"Pathetic, Collin." Slade commented. I saw my chance and seized it. I moved around the perimeter of the cave while Slade was preoccupied. "You should really be better than this. Even as a teenager, Robin stood a better chance against me." He let an amused chuckle escape him. "Robin has really lost his grip if he couldn't put you away. Or maybe his Raven has gone to his head."

"I'll agree with you on that one." X commented, wiping dried blood from his face with his cape.

"What do you mean?" Oh. My. Fucking. God. Slade actually asked a question! He finally showed weakness by listening!

"I think your right. He freaks out every time I flirt with her. He thinks just because they've been together for two years-"

"That is shocking. I didn't truly think they were…" Slade stood slightly taller as if confident about something. He looked like a child who'd just been told a tremendous secret. The color drained from Collin's face. I could feel the same thing happening to mine. He'd just told my worst enemy my deepest darkest secret. Well, it was the biggest secret to him and the paparazzi, that is.

"If you lay one hand on her-" Red X started.

"I don't think you're in a good position to be making threats." Slade said, brushing non-existent dust from his shoulders. I continued to creep around the cave walls. The masked madman froze. "Come out, boy. I know you're here." I froze. How did he know?



I sat there like an idiot with a bleeding nose, trying to figure out how Slade had known Nightwing was there. But my question was answered rather quickly. However, it brought several new ones to the surface.

A blonde boy stepped from the shadows.

"Jericho!" I exclaimed in shock. Jericho ignored me and looked at his father.

"Hello, worthless boy." Slade cooed, looking at anything but his son. He knew all too well what Jericho was possible of doing if you looked him in the eye. Jericho had once possessed Slade "by accident" on take your child to work day. Let's just say Slade needed a new job after that. "I hope you don't think you can save your little friend all by yourself." Jericho shook his head, though Slade barely saw. He pointed to me, and then to Slade. I nodded. That was his old way of asking me to translate. I watched his hand motions, relaying them to his father.

I am not alone.

"He says: I am not alone." Slade turned to me, one eye wide. And with that, Nightwing finally leaped from the shadows and tackled his worst enemy. Slade fell with a groan, struggling to break free.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" Rae chanted, emerging from the shadows of her powers. Her boyfriend released Slade in a hurry and Slade got a dark binding on his feet. The Ditz flew overhead, throwing emerald bolts of lasers while the metal man blasted with a blue beam. Mold Monkey ran in and gave a few tiger slashes. I couldn't help but notice that new blonde girl was missing.

I sat there, not moving. And then a hand came into view. I looked up to see Jericho standing there, offering me help up. I took it and he heaved me up.

"Now why can't step-dads be as nice as step-brothers?" I joked. Jericho began signing.

Because fate sucks.

"It does." I said laughing. Together, we joined in the fight.


" It seems you still can't defeat me." Slade scoffed, throwing aside a tired Nightwing. "It's too bad Terra is still-" Slade was cut off by a rock colliding with his back. He whipped around. There stood the blonde earth-mover, waving her fingers about with rocks twirling in circles above her palm.

"Miss me?" Terra inquired, throwing a rock with a slash of yellow light. Slade flew backwards.



And the fight raged on for another hour or so after Terra's appearance. With her on our side, Slade barely stood a chance.

And after ninety-six minutes and twenty-one seconds, we'd proven it. Slade was knocked out and restrained. He was finally going to jail. Nightwing picked the now de-masked villain up and staggered out of the cave without a word. The other titans followed along with Jericho, forgetting about Red X.

And I did too. For a moment.

I stood there, looking around the cave, remembering all the fights and the visits to Terra. How Terra had snuck around behind our backs and nearly killed us all. How she'd intimidated me. How she worked for Slade. How she killed the man. I smiled slightly. Even after everything she'd done, we still trusted her. I'd brought her back from her stone stage and she was put back in her place as a titan. And now she was my best friend. And Slade was finally getting what he deserved. I sighed.

"What's wrong, Chick?" I jumped when Collin laid a hand on my shoulder. I looked up into his sparkling blue eyes. My heart fluttered for a moment before I forced myself to calm down. Red X is a villain. You can't trust him. You tried a relationship with him already. And you're with Nightwing. Don't even try it. I yelled at myself.

"Just…thinking." I told him. I didn't brush his hand off. I didn't invite it. I only stood with crossed arms. I looked away, wishing he would leave and make my life easier. But he was Red X; there was no way in the world I'd get my wish.

"About what?"


"Like me?" He asked, laying kisses down my neck. I just stood there, unsure of what to do. I didn't want to make the same mistake again. I brought out an old friend I hadn't used in two long years: a monotone.

"Yeah right." I said flatly. This earned a snicker from Collin. He breathed in my ear, resting his head on my shoulder. He wrapped his arms around my waist affectionately.

"I told her what happened." He told me. As if I'd care if Katie knew… "Right after you left."

"Congratulations." I replied sarcastically.

"What do I win?"


"Really? Don't you want to give me anything?" His tone made my stomach do flips. He sounded playful. I knew what the bastard had in mind, but there was no way I was doing anything like that with him. I stood in the same position, keeping my arms crossed. He pulled me closer, nibbling at my earlobe. I clenched my teeth slightly, trying to restrain myself from turning to fling my arms around him and smother him with kisses. Even though things hadn't worked before, he was still alluring. I didn't understand it.

"Nope." He chuckled again. His laugh sent tingles up my spine.

"I still love you, Rae." Collin told me. As if it mattered… He moved his hands lower. My heart pounded in my throat. He left his hands on my hipbone, and spun me to face him. He wrapped his arms around me, stroking my back. He kissed my lips softly. I ignored it, but he did it again. And again. And again. My heart fluttered. Why was this happening to me? Why was I feeling this way towards him again?

His hands moved down my back. I tensened. He smiled, making my heart melt. While I was distracted, he took a firm grip on my butt. I gasped, and he was instantly attached to my lips. He forced his tongue in my mouth and closed his eyes. He made it more passionate and moved his hands back to my waist.

I was a woman possessed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He smiled again and pulled away.

"See ya, Chick. I'll be in touch." He saluted as always.

"Wait!" I said. He froze with his finger an inch away from his (or rather Nightwing's) belt.

"Yeah?" His eyes danced with hope. He thought I wanted to go with him.

"Are you going to be a thief again?" I inquired. The question came from thin air.

"Two sides of law, Chick." And with a press of a button, he was gone.

But he'd be back. I was looking forward to it.


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