cRaZyMaN676 Reportin' 4 Duty!

Alright, people, totally sorry about the delay! This has been sitting up here for bout a month now; BB tried to run away with the story for a while there. When I finally figured out he took it... he had forgotten where he buried it. SORRY!! Just for that, BB, you do the disclaimer.

BB: Nooo!!!

Raven: It's your own fault.

BB: Whatever. cRaZyMaN676 does not own the Teen Titans in any way, shape, or form and if you copy this plot somewhere (and he finds you) he will end you.

Nice finishing touch there.

BB: Finally! Someone who appreciates humor!!

Still gonna kill you when this is all over.

BB: Aw, man...

Okay, guys, lets try something DEFINITELY different. Arc 01: Let's Get This Party Started! CONTINUE!!

Daruma

Chapter 2: Infiltration, Overestimation, Understatementization

"Yo, BB!" The green man looked up as he entered the room, a look of surprise and confusion on his face. "Took you long enough, we were gonna leave without you! Where's Raven?"

"Yes, Friend Beast Boy, did you not say that you would bring her down even if you had to drag her with you whilst she was in meditation?"

"What? He said that? Naw..." The current subject of the conversation looked on as he continued scanning the memories absorbed from the Guardian via her chakra gem. For the moment, he thought, it was more prudent to ignore the others' words since he made no sense of them anyway, than to jump in at any time and say something... uncharacteristic, for his current form.

He had specifically chosen this form from the Guardian's memories, not only because it had been his gender in the first place, and required fewer changes to his physique, but also since, this... BB, as he had been called, bore a startling resemblance to his master, both in word of mouth and body.

Plus, if the Guardian were to somehow come back to face him (unlikely), this would probably be the best form for getting by her unnoticed.

Maybe. However, now that these other, possibly more powerful Guardians had appeared, and were questioning him so diligently about their friend, thought, he questioned his own decision. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea after all?

"Well... not exactly... He said that she had promised him, last week, that she would definitely come this time, and if she was going to break her promise then he would bring her down or die trying, but that is essentially the same thing, correct?" He focused on the redhead, floating female. The larger of the two others had called her... Star? As in Starfire?

Alright then, she's an alien princess; her rank could not purely be by birth or by chance. Her innocent demeanor must be an attitude honed through the years to draw the enemy into a lull of security. She definitely has a way with words, a way that rivals even that of the Ancient One, therefore I shall not underestimate neither her ruthlessness nor her cunning. Do not give any reason to be suspicious around her.

"Pretty much, even if he was exaggerating!" A deep voice answered, and he turned as subtly as possible, hoping that there wasn't a mind-reader among them. "We're lucky he' even down here if he actually tried!" He now switched his gaze to the more shiny of the three, who was struggling not to laugh. He hadn't been named yet, but it was safe to assume that this was... Robin. No, wait, if bird-robins weren't blue or silver, why would this one be? He blinked, mentally shaking his head. 'Whatever,' he thought to himself as he came up with an assessment, 'he is the largest, so he is obviously the leader.'

Next, Robin (question mark). An enigma in and of itself, er... himself? His jolly attitude must contrast with his spirit in battle. Seems to constantly wear armor, so is either insecure about his body or holding back his full power for more endurance. Ingenious, either way. Do not get on his bad side until more is known.

"Well, obviously he didn't Cyborg. But since you were up there so long, BB," he now felt three pairs of eyes focus on him, one as-of-yet unrecognized, "where is Raven?" 'Beast Boy' stalled with a hum for a second, taking a moment to compile a sensible answer from the borrowed memories.

"I knocked for a while, but she didn't answer. Didn't go in 'cuz I got some creepy vibes; guess she's doing something important in the 'Spirit World' or something." The answer seemed to satisfy them, but only served to get him concerned. Those were not the words he had carefully chosen to say, and the words even felt foreign to the mouth he was using. That probably meant that this 'Beast Boy' would not have said something like that, but still...

"So you are not coming with us to the beach of much silicon-ness and fun and running with us as we planned earlier today, Beast Boy?" He wasted precious seconds attempting to patch the undoubtedly veiled question could have meant. Even when all possible death threats had been sorted out of the equation, his best answer was the one that had come to his mind naturally.

"... Que pasa?"

"What?" The orange girl seemed confused; a likely story.

"You're wearing your uniform again, grass stain. You stayin' 'cuz ya think they're still hangin' around, huh? I don't blame ya, man." The cryptic question-and-answer from Cyborg (question mark) easily baffled him.

"Who?" The metal man smirked and he went cold. Had he already been discovered? Well, this time?

"Your fan-girls, man, remember? I told you, the first week we got here, man, we had ours, you'd get yours soon. It's more than you thought, ain't it?" Wordlessly, he nodded, hoping that was the right answer. "Yeah, B, I still don't know how they followed us all the way from Tokyo. They must really like you, we don't even get chased around by our fans anymore! Now that we're on the subject, what's your take on it, Robin?"

Within a second, the window somehow transformed into a giant multi-colored swirl like people only see in animes during the weird monologue/gag sequence, with the metal man, now identified positively as Cyborg, in the center of the room in front of it, now wearing a suit and holding a microphone towards the one now identified as Robin. Meanwhile, the acrobat smirked ruefully as he took the mic.

"Well, Cy, my first guess would be that, back in Tokyo, the fan girls in question loaded him with tracking devices shortly before we came back to the states. However, unless they all hijacked the same airliner and even one of them knew how to fly it, I have no clue how they got here. Then again, although they might have just been really good swimmers and followed the T-Ship, I'm pretty sure somebody would have noticed it. Unless... unless they trained an army of ninja-flying-monkeys to fly them over here, I got nothin'.

"Well, no, I have another idea, but it involves particle phasers, which you haven't even gotten around to inventing yet, so I know it's impossible. Back to you, Tin Man."

The green teen blinked hard and he saw that the background was now gone, replaced by the giant window once again. In front of the window, the larger man was rolling on the floor laughing while the alien girl floated above him, giggling hesitantly at first, but soon the 'joy of laughter' (as she would say) by itself took hold. Meanwhile, the other teen looked on from atop the couch in mild amusement.

"Dude, come on, I know I wasn't that funny..."

"Man, you are definitely spending way too much time around the grass stain; he's starting to rub off on ya!" Said grass stain was already on the next assessment.

Lastly, the true Robin. Seems to be a modest inducer of chaos, with perfect control over the art. Most possibly the comedian of the group. Will probably be easier to fool, but even when his friends relax, he's still a bit tense. Must have a deadly secret they don't know about.. Prudent to be careful around him as well, all the same.

Having forgotten his current surroundings for the moment, he looked up to see the face of 'Robin' as a depiction of horror.

"But... but," he stuttered, too occupied freaking out to be scared. Or was it the other way around? Whatever. "I haven't even... why me?!"

While Starfire comforted the now-distressed Robin over by the door, leading him down to the garage, Cyborg turned back to the changeling.

"So? You comin' or not, man? It's gonna be lonely keeping the lovebirds off each other now."

The creature he was referring to thought the offer over carefully. Before he could stop it, though, an answer came of it's own will, however weird that sounds.

"On one condition."

"What?"

"I drive!" He didn't even have the time to register what he'd just said before he'd taken off down the stairs to the hall below, the shocked metal man shortly behind. He wasn't going to fight it, though; if whatever was prompting these spontaneous urges made him fit in, unnoticed, then he would go with the flow with as little resistance as possible. Offhandedly, he thought of his mission.

Ah, best not to worry about it. Although the Ancient One does not normally tolerate lateness, he would become very angry if I failed. Besides, he never gave a specific deadline, and this will help with my cover until I get around to finding the Tome, so why not? With the dark Guardian subdued, there will be less trouble finding it.

Besides, nobody had ever said that she would have it with her? When I attacked, she had probably been heading down to meet the others, from what they had told him. Did that mean that one of them has it? No matter, he would find it soon enough. For now, he had time to kill.

"You are not driving my baby anywhere today you tofu-eatin' nut!!" He merely grinned back at the agitated man behind him, not even slowing down.

"We'll see about that, Tin Man!" He let out a genuine laugh as the hallway ended in a doorway of bright light, diving on instinct towards the shocked couple entering the Cy-Car.

So overcome was the impostor by following the instincts, enjoying the emotions, and getting by unnoticed in this form, he never stopped to ponder just where the "natural" reactions were coming from. Nor did he stop to consider where the being he had chosen to impersonate happened to be.

This would later prove to be his first, and worst, mistake.

cRaZyMaN676, yo!!