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Rage Against The Machine	By : ABoxFullOfSharpObjects Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het- Male/Female > Raven/Robin Views: 3042 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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When she was a little kid, back in the single digits, she used to run up the hill behind their house. She’d lie there on a blanket for hours, just staring at the sky. Until the stars came out. Usually Andrew would come out to be with her before coming in for dinner. He’d point out constellations and tell her about planets. She even remembered a humorous conversation about the Milky Way and it not being food.
“ Milky Way? Then where’s the cereal? “
“ Cereal? No–Bella, there ain’t no cereal. It’s just called the Milky Way cause it looks like someone spilled milk in zero gravity. “
“ Talk about crying over spilled milk...They go and name our universe after it! “
“ Oy...Get inside for dinner humanoid...”
Some days, like this, she really missed him. Other days, she would find herself waiting for him and her father to come home; always looking out into the driveway after her father had come in. She’d stay there for 5 minutes, before she realized that he wasn’t coming. And he would never come again.
So she renewed her practice of coming up to the highest point she could get to and stare at the sky. Maybe Andrew was staring back down at her.
Lacing her fingers behind her head, Rebelle closed her eyes as the door to the roof shut. Someone was coming over to her, they sat down and lit up a cigarette.
“ You miss’im? “
“ A little. You miss her? “
The other shrugged. “ A little. “
They sat in silence; both figures with their heads to the sky. Before Rebelle began to speak again, careful to keep her face aimed at the sky. “ You think this is gonna work? I mean, all this planning and getting control for my powers and stuff. You think I can beat the machine? “
RJ shrugged. “ I’ll be honest, I don’t know about this ‘ machine ‘ and your powers. But you know. And I know you. If anyone’s hard-headed enough to do this, it’s you. Have you seen the inside lately? Damn near everyone in Jump City sick of this shit is ready and willing to follow you and whatever you do. They keep coming back every night, don’t they? “
She nodded. “ I guess. It’s just...so amazing to me. It’s...really happening. It’s really plausible. This whole thing is about to happen. “
He patted her leg. “ Yeah. What’s the next move? They’re anxious to do something. “
The unaverage girl took a deep breath and let it out as a sigh. She had it all planned out in her head, but for some reason, she was getting a sick feeling in her stomach. She didn’t know if it was her not having eaten anything in a while or her powers affecting her body or just a bad feeling. Maybe something was about to happen. But like RJ said, there were people counting on her, she couldn’t doubt herself or her plans anymore. “ Yeah. Next...I need all the little ones. And the ones who can run...We’re goin’ fishin’. “
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Starfire had often been accused of being naive.
And while she didn’t protest this, it wasn’t true all the time.
The Tamaranian picked up on things, she knew people, and she knew emotions. She knew moods, she understood basic things. She was learning more and more everyday about the strange planet she lived on; but very much enjoyed.
For instance, while she had vehemently agreed with Robin during a small argument with Cyborg and Beast Boy about the latest crimes, allegedly being committed by normal teenagers, Starfire knew that he didn’t agree with what he was saying. Cyborg and Beast Boy knew he didn’t agree with what he was saying. But he had to say it anyway.
It was a bad situation everyone was in. The city constantly attacked, but they did their best to keep it in one piece. The people living there learning to deal with the attacks. The public servants, frustrated that they could no longer efficiently do their job, taking things out/blaming/doing the only things they could do. She knew what it was like, to feel helpless and having no control over what was happening. And the starbolt throwing Princess of Tamarania had done something about it.
But these people, they were caught in an awful trap. If they fought against what was happening, they were considered traitors and upstarts and locked away. But everyone thought this was safest. They couldn’t isolate the troubled ones unless they actually made trouble. And how much trouble they could and would make was enough to put them away before it all started.
Starfire wondered, if someone had put her away, would she still be the way she was? Would she still be the same Starfire? Would she be bitter? Would she be like her sister? And if she was, did she have the right to be? So many things she didn’t know. It was a vicious cycle that they were all caught in. Stop the bad guys, put them in jail. The bad guys get out, they have to be stopped again. All with hopefully minimal damage to the city.
The one thing they had never thought about while they were stopping crime, was the effect it was having on the city. And it wasn’t really expected of them. The only one of them that were accustomed to thinking that far ahead and out of the box was Cyborg. Because he had a normal life once. Robin once would have been one like him, but duty called first. A social life called second.
As she flagged through the channels on their big screen TV, for once not occupied with bright colors, polygons and the bad voice acting of actors that tried their best to sound like the dubbed ones, Starfire came upon something that caught her attention. Actually not including bright colors and the words “ Happy, Friendship “ or “ Celebratory “ .
“ Friends! You must witness this! The news of 56! “
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“ Damn teenagers trying to tear the city apart! It’s not bad enough we have to rebuild most of the park from all the damage done to it, but now they rob us of all our equipment! Why?! I wanna know why?! I want those *Censored* locked up and punished to the full extent of the law! “
“ Sir, calm down sir. Do you believe this to be the same work of the culprits responsible for the missing heaters from the docks? “
“ Who the hell knows?! They’re all bad seeds as far as I’m concerned! It’s a *Censored* lake! That equipment isn’t worth anything to anybody but the city and the people who use it! When I was their age, I went to school, did what I was told, and joined the military! Kids today got too much freedom! They don’t know how to act! “
“ Erm...Thank you sir. That was park contractor Wilbur Morris. And now with police chief. Robson. Do you have any leads as to who was responsible for this? “
“ ...We’re investigating. As for right now, we have to ask all parents and guardians to keep teenagers inside after 5pm. unless absolutely necessary to send them out. “
“ Don’t you think that’s a bit overkill? They already have a curfew as it is. “
“ Ms. Miller, we’re trying to do our jobs. If you’ll excuse me, we have some more work to do.”
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“ Lemme guess. We’re gonna touch it now? “
“ Not yet. We’ll do our own detective work, but do it here. They’re pissed enough as it is, seeing us down there will just make matters worse. “
“ Do you really think there’s something going on? I mean, two robberies in one week. It’s still a crime, but it doesn’t seem like it warrants the attention usually reserved for the HIVE juvies and Cinderblock and Rancid. “
Cyborg, Robin and Raven stood in front of their super computer in putting the information they had just received from the news. So far, it showed that there couldn’t be anything built from the heaters stolen from the docks and the machinery taken from the lake in the park. The computer had taken apart the heaters and the lake management equipment over and over and put them back. But there was nothing to be made from them. Nothing but junk.
“ I don’t get it. “ Robin leaned back against the console and held his hand to his chin. “ What’s the point of taking these things? “
Cyborg shrugged and pressed a few buttons to make the objects rotate. “ Maybe there isn’t one? Maybe it’s just to aggravate the police. Or it could be a distraction for something else. “
Beast Boy and Starfire were at another terminal, monitoring the status of the city and looking at an overview of a map of the city; markers showing where the points of theft had been. Little green dots peppered the map in places where other possible thefts could take place.
“ I do not see any signs of anymore disturbances. Do you Friend Beast Boy? “
The green being shook his head. “ 4 o’clock and all’s well. “ He yawned and thumped his chin down on the console. “ I don’t think it’s anything. Everyone’s probably just pissed that Spring break ain’t what it used to be...”
Green eyes blinked once. “ A...break of spring? “
“ Uh...” Beast Boy searched his mind for something to explain it properly to her with. “ It’s a break from everything in the spring. Used to be two weeks. “ Now that he thought about it, he sweatdropped, “ Now it’s two days...”
“ Oh...I would be quite annoyed too. “
Raven folded her arms under her hooded cape. “ Be that as it may, unless they take something big and cost-worthy, I agree with Cyborg and, though I hate to say it, Beast Boy. “
All of them went wide-eyed. Then Beast Boy broke out into a grin. “ Duuuuude. Even Raven thinks I’m right! “
The empath narrowed her eyes. “ I said I agreed with you and Cyborg. I also support Robin’s decision. As far as I can tell, the underaged population just holds resentment and annoyance, not homicide and vandalism. “
Robin nodded to her words. “ Still. Even if it’s nothing, don’t let your guards down. If it is a distraction, we might be facing something. “
Starfire and Beast Boy abandoned their stations at the secondary terminal in favor of returning to the couch. But they left the screen as it was, the faster they could respond to a disturbance, the better they would be at minimizing damage.
Cyborg was second to join them, returning the screen of the main terminal to the super computer to its stasis mode before doing so. Raven’s cool violet eyes slid over to their “ fearless leader “. Who she observed to be rubbing his chin in thought and staring at the floor. If his eyes were even open behind that stuck-on mask.
She recognized the clenching and unclenching of his other hand for what it was. Putting her hand over his, she looked directly into where she thought his eyes would be. “ You don’t seriously think it’s him, do you? “
Robin blinked, and looked down at his hand. Boyious, nervous, “ guess-I-got-caught “ laughter spilled from his previously thinned lips. “ Heh...With him you never know. But...I don’t think so. “
She grunted. “ That’s a surprise. “
Even Raven makes jokes? Surely I’m not that bad...” Though I’m sure he’d like to try, I know Slade isn’t responsible for everything. “
Raven gave him a that’s-bullshit look. Robin had the grace to look embarrassed and sweatdrop. “ Well, I admit, he’s the first one to come to mind. But then I think about it, and proceed from there. This, I don’t believe is his doing. Like I told Star, when she mentioned cloning, that’s a little too Saturday morning for him. This is just plain beneath him. And he’s got his body back, so he wouldn’t be working for someone else. “
She watched him as he spoke, taking in the emotions he was giving off; glad that for once, he was using that lump 4 feet above his ass for something other than a rock. “ Logic. It must have missed you. “
The sweatdrop increased in size. “ Don’t pick on me. I’m being good. And besides, if nothing else, Slade would want us to know he was doing it, if he was doing it. Just to piss me off, if not for any other reason. “
Why not? You make it so easy for him. Sometimes you make me wonder boy...Hm...I made a joke. “ Can you remember that the next time you see his two-toned face? “
The sweatdrop disappeared and a confident grin spread over his face; accompanied by a thumbs-up. “ Don’t worry about me. After all, someone has to look after you. “
Her cheeks tinted the lightest pink. Look after me...? Ch’. Thank Azarath my hood is down. If he saw my face, I’d have to hurt him. With that thought, the empath turned to go pick out a book from the shelf. “ Stop talking to the mirror Wonder Boy. “
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RebelleWithoutACause: Yo, 5-0 is UPSET. XD
TeenSpiritScented: I would be too if you took my shit.
RebelleWithoutACause: And what a wonderful piece of technological water-care history this shit is. You seen some of this shit? I’ve got a piece right now, it’s a fucking stick and a black box!
TeenSpiritScented: xD!! Shoosh-ah. Can you control anything yet? That Mark guy keeps asking for you. There’s a massive party going on down here, in case you can’t feel the noise.
RebelleWithoutACause: Good God, why? >_< And no. I can’t. I don’t have time to party, I might hurt someone. We need to pick up the pace, I’m not used to being this quiet. And the gate of opportunity is starting to close. They keep lowering the curfew it’ll be harder and harder to get things done. Luckily, the little ones won’t have to be out.
TeenSpiritScented: So what do you want to do? And who do you want to do it? o_o?
RebelleWithoutACause: Let’s see...that was the lake. I need the big kids. Get the jocks and the martial arts students. You remember our Blackout Pep-rally? >_>
TeenSpiritScented: Sure. <_<
RebelleWithoutACause: Well the McMeaty’s/Ware-Buy arena’s about to have one.
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Once again, I find myself with my friends. Dancin’ the night away, it’s like the party never ends...
Malcolm Langdon was one happy teenager. The city officials were pissed off. The police were shitting themselves in frustration. And he was actually at a party, having fun without worrying about the aforementioned enforcers coming to break it up. Not to mention the very nicely shaped blonde dancing with him on the overcrowded floor.
Then again, we don’t want it to stop. ‘Cause tonight’s the night it goes sweatbox. Laser beams, flashing lights, wild cards...
But he wasn’t complaining. None of them were. The risks they were taking were well worth the rewards they were reaping right now. And the ones to come in the future would be even better. They would be normal kids again. Just like the ones in the majority of the cities in the country.
Men from Mars, dressed in stars and stripes. Eclectic, electric. Ladies of the evenin’, drinkin’ booze and minglin’...
And that Alice kid, she was something. Some rich kid’s funds and the toys she could come up with. Holograms to keep them from being discovered from sneaking out at night. Even a pathological liar who’s job was strictly coming up with excuses. Things were going their way, even though the lockdown on the city was getting worse. They weren’t worried. That’s what the party was for. This was success. The city was starting to respond. A little more and the stage would be set for the rebel girl’s play.
Mashing to the music, I can do anything. Freaky dicky, star speckles and pink butterflies. Life is nice, so nice...
The music was turned down for an announcement. It was the guy they had met at the door; come to learn his name was Derrick. Apparently, those that didn’t work last night would be working the next assignment. It still amazed Malcolm how they could all come together like this, for one cause, one common desire. They worked well, all of them doing this. No one left someone else behind, the differences that separated them all during high school, jr. high and those last years of elementary were nonexistent. Big kids helped little kids, jocks helped geeks, preppies and loners were actually working together without insults.
The arena. They were stealing the lights in the area where they held basketball games and wrestling events. At first, Malcolm had severely questioned the choices of things to make off with. But Mark explained it to him. It was the way it was to confuse everyone but the ones involved. If it were obvious, the police would be on them in no time and everything would be over. He had to admit, it was pretty slick.
And like Mark had said after they pulled their first job, it was like following a Siren’s call. And knowing the way all your life; just not knowing you knew until you actually had to use that knowledge.
“ You having fun?! “ The blonde asked, once the music had been turned back up.
Malcolm couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “ I’ve been waiting all week to feel this way! “
They all wanted their lives they had been promised since childhood. This was the best way anyone had come up with to get them. And if they had to steal them back, so be it.
Oh my starry eyed surprise. Sundown to sunrise. Dance all night. We’re gonna dance all night. Dance all night to this DJ. Ah sugar, dance all night to this DJ. Oh my starry eyed surprise. Sundown to sunrise. Dance all night. We’re gonna dance all night. Dance all night to this DJ...

SO: So...yeah. Another chapter...I’m not the type that whines and withholds chapters for reviews or anything, but I’m starting to wonder if there’s something wrong with my fic here, or people just don’t review. If there’s something wrong, tell me. Otherwise, don’t worry about it.
And I decided, the romance is going to be slow and steady. But it’s coming.
Another thing. All this stealing and planning has a purpose. If you stay with me, you’ll figure it out.
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