Fan Fiction ❯ Teen Titans: Arachnophobia ❯ Jailbreaks! And Makeovers! Oh my! ( Chapter 4 )

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Carnage and Venom are set to breakout some H.I.V.E. students. Starfire is busy doing her 'make over' thing with Spidey. It's only going to get crazier. Woohoo!

Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 04.05.2005 | Pages: 15 | Words: 14.5K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed

Deep in the pits of the not so purdy southern sector of Jump City laid Ashrum Meta-Penitentiary. It was a prison obviously. But this is not any ol' prison mind you! Come on, seriously. Why would we be talking about it if it was? For fun? Duh, of course this wouldn't be `Joe grand daddy's' prison! And this isn't just some kicked up Alcatraz either.

Hell no. This was the prison of Jump City! The prison!

This was a prison built to house the most infamous super villains this psychedelic bay side city had to offer. This was a security complex built to secure the most potent of metahumans, rendering all of their powers and abilities in any shape or form to be plainly useless. Bottom line kiddies? This was one bad ass jailing facility. Indubitably!

And through the use of the finest in military defensive technology such as splendid laser-tech weaponry, sophisticated camera systems, `need a PHD in astrophysics to understand' anti-psychic force barriers, and adamantium reinforced cells to name a few, the Jump City government have made it a very intricate task for any type of escape. Looking at that list, it would seem impossible really. Impossible I say! Impossible! (Cough... BS... cough)

Now as thinking humans we all know nothing is `impossible'. But one would really have to find it unusual yet kind of amusing how every villain the Teen Titans have managed to bring to justice have mysteriously found a way to escape. Even the totally out of shape couch potato known as Control Freak has had his fair share of successes with escaping. There's a confidence booster for public safety huh?

But in all seriousness boys and girls, how would this happen you say? How could this be? Why was it so easy for these villains to escape even with all this technology in the governments grasp?

Well, your answer is a simple but like always a harsh one.

Jump City plainly had a useless security force. Yea you heard it right.

USELESS!

The ads for the jobs say it all. `Do you live in Jump City and want a job where you're used as a meat shield until the Titans arrive? Join the JCPD! No experience needed. The perks are awesome! You get a cool armor-suited uniform including a hi-tech mask and a laser blaster. Have a ball!'

Of course if one should read the small print (Which apparently no one does) it states `Discretion advised, must not have a glass chin, and a high threshold of pain is highly recommended.'

These poor JCPD coppers, they should've really read in detail. Because as bad as these guys have had it all these years? Two maniacal murderers from another dimension were about to crash the party. And they brought a whole new level of tormenting tactics with them. These were no `Adonis' or `Chang' type villains either. These two put the `super' in super-villain and they were best at what they did! Oh and what did they do exactly? Well they inflicted pain. And as the crimson one of the two would put it `Pain in all shapes and colors baby! Woohoo!'

Oh joy! It seems we've made it just in time to see a jail break for the ages! So let's pass that buttered popcorn and join in shall we?

“Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!” The sound of suffering is music to a symbiote's ears.

The scream echoed down to the instantly alert front desk security officer. He made a rapid dash to the source of the scream, turning down the twisted hallways of the entrance sector of the prison. The JCPD guard decked out in the usual armored attire and laser gun the JCPD techies supplied stood ready to deal with the worse case scenario, or so he thought. He slowed his pace as he was nearing his desired destination. He crept with his laser armed and ready to fire.

He slowly turned the last corner in a hesitant motion and behold! He gasped at what he saw, because there laid two of his comrades, face down on the floor groaning, seeming to have been incapacitated by someone . . . or as we all know some `things'. He quickly ran over to them and flipped one of his fellow guards over. The downed guard made a desperate grab at him pulling the concerned JCPD officer nearer to his masked face.

“Dude, I'm seeing the light . . .” The JCPD guard breathed heavily. “I'm not gonna make it. Please, tell my family that I . . . that I . . .”

The security officer awaited his comrade's dieing words. But apparently, he wasn't going to get them. Yep, he definitely wasn't going to get them. Because obviously! This `dieing' security guard wasn't actually er . . . dieing.

“HAHAHAHAHA!” The `dieing' guard laughed as he shoved the on edge officer back forcibly. The other `downed' guard also began laughing. The two started to finger-point at their `rescuer' and mocked.

“Dude, you musta pissed your pants!” The one that pulled the academy award job teased. The other only laughed along in a mocking tone with his arms crossed.

The `prankee' was obviously ticked off. “You think that was freaking funny?”

Childish nods.

“Well THAT was not funny asshole!” The two pranksters only replied with an indifferent shrug.

“Somebody has a stick up the rear today eh?” The `joker' turned. “Hey Eddie, he doesn't look too amused.”

“Nope,” A disguised Venom snickered. “We think you better tell him a joke. Ya know, just to make amends.”

Obviously the other, being Carnage, jumped on that idea. “Whoa! Not a bad muse pops. Not bad at all!”

Decked out in JCPD uniforms the two symbiotes chuckled at the thought of their usual mischief they were about to unleash on this prison. Carnage slid over to the security guard and extended his hand.

“Alright man, I'm sorry. That joke wasn't funny at all. My apologies,” The guard looked at the gloved hand and took the handshake reluctantly. Cassidy smiled behind his visor equipped mask. “But let me make it up to ya! Wanna hear a real joke?”

“Sure,” The guard nodded with hesitation. “I guess.”

Carnage chuckled evilly from within. “Okay. Did you ever hear about the security guard without a sense of humor?”

“No I haven't,”

“Of course you haven't!” The symbiote then suddenly morphed his hand into a blade and slammed the weapon into the guard's chest. The blade went through as clean as a whistle and Carnage approved every second of it. The masked officer looked at the weapon in shock and slowly turned his head back to his `joyful' murderer.

“I've killed them all.” Carnage informed with a snicker. The officer breathed his last as he collapsed to the floor. Cassidy nonchalantly forced his symbiotic blade out of the corpse with a pull against his pivoted foot. Carnage looked over towards Venom with a crazed laugh. “Now THAT was funny!”

Carnage suddenly broke out in a small victory jig that honestly resembled something out of `The Lord of The Dance'. Of course all the while chanting his usual `I'm bad! I'm bad! Oh yeah! I'm bad!'

Venom `uuh'd' but ultimately shrugged off Carnage's infamous love for `crazy'. He scratched his masked head. “It was funny, but we don't think he heard that last part.” Carnage scoffed as he raised his bloodied blade against his face. “Ah well, I think he got the point.”

“Now there's a punch line.” Venom agreed but suddenly tilted his head, walking over to the corpse and examining it. “Hmmm,” he obviously found something worth noting. And judging by his chuckling, it was something `really' worth noting. He reached down towards the officer's neck.

“Oh `my' God,”

Carnage quickly grew a bit skewed. “What?”

Venom didn't answer as he forcibly ripped something off the body. He tossed the object to Carnage who caught it with his un-morphed hand. It was apparently a `dog tag' of some sort. And in an unusual turn of events the serial killer was in a rare state of being . . . he was plainly speechless.

Venom drilled the name on the tag into his mind vocally.

“You killed `Kenny',”

There was a pause. “No freakin' way,” Carnage muttered as he confirmed the name on the dog tag as `Kenny'. Venom pointed at him and screamed words that brought it full circle.

“YOU BASTARD!”

There was an awkward pause . . . but obviously it was short lived.

“BWAHAHAHAHA!” The two symbiotes laughed their crazed laughs simultaneously, letting the sounds of their cackling echo throughout the prison complex.

“Hah! I killed Kenny!” Carnage celebrated by banging his head up and down like a fan that had one too many drinks at a Metallica concert. Venom, being the more sensible of the two (though that's not saying much), slowly stood and began to listen in on his surroundings.

“Yo pops I never knew all this stealth stuff was so cool. These disguises, killing people out of no-where and smoking cigarettes makes me feel so . . . Solid Snake.”

“Well,” Venom suddenly enlarged his right eye. “Wait, you smoke?”

“No,” Carnage laughed. “But it would be cool though wouldn't it?” Venom scowled in annoyance.

Carnage groaned in disgust. “Oh come on! I mean it makes `Wolverine' look totally badass! And he's a freakin' goodie goodie for God sakes.” Venom was about to retort with another one of his insults but stopped abruptly. He slowly broke a smile behind his mimic JCPD helmet.

“Well, well, well looks like we got company.”

As on cue hoards of foots steps were heard as a group of ten security guards made their way into the room. They looked at the down soldier and then back towards our two fav symbiotes.

“Hey! More victims?” Carnage appreciated. “This city just keeps on giving doesn't it?”

The guards quickly took aim at the two `fakes' and stood with lasers ready to fire. “Alright nobody move and no one gets hurt!”

Venom and Carnage only chuckled. “No one gets hurt?” Carnage teasingly moped. “Now where the hell is fun in that fellas?”

“Heh, we think these guys need a little sunshine in their lives.” Venom grinned. “Why not brighten up their day with a joke?”

Carnage nodded in agreement and looked at his new victims with a blood thirsty scowl. “Hey guys, wanna hear a joke?”

( - Fifteen Bloody Minutes Later - )

There's a lot of cool ways to open an electric powered door. Like detonation, hacking, bashing, or turning the knob for instance. All are effective, yes. But our buddy Venom just happened to be one of those villains that preferred to throw bodies through them. Hey, whatever works eh? And boy does it ever work.

The metal reinforced door was forced open by a soaring JCPD officer at break neck speed. The officer fell to the ground like a beaten rag doll. Venom wasn't too far behind and peered into the room with boredom. He made his slow strut over the dead officer's body.

“Aw, don't bother getting up on our account.” Venom smiled as he took a glance around realizing he had just found the correct cellblock. A pitiful scream could be heard down the hallway and Venom turned to see another gored body soaring into the room. He admired.

“Nice distance.”

Carnage joined. “Gee thanks, that slurpie stuff just gets you going doesn't it?”

Venom scoffed as he took a glance at the many doors inside this large cellblock. Apparently they were all Adamantium reinforced, having inscribed numbers and `names' to the right of the cells. Finding the three students Brother Blood wanted was going to be more tedious than once thought. Nothing worse than lazy symbiotes . . .

“I like this place.” Carnage admired. “Quaint, it's no Ravencroft though.”

“Just shut up and hand us that list.” Venom extended his hand. Cassidy dug into his uniform pockets and pulled out a sheet of paper, handing it over with a light mischievous chuckle. Venom grabbed it and took a glance.

“Okay let's see, first name . . . Seymour Butts.”

Venom began walking down the room searching for the `name' but suddenly stopped in a horrid realization. Wait a sec . . . Seymour Butts? He quickly peeled his eyes off the wall in a drone like fashion and crushed the paper in his hand. Carnage started to laugh uncontrollably and mockingly as he slapped his thigh. “Hehehe, Seymour Butts huh Venom? Gee Golly! Let's go find him dad!”

Venom angrily tossed the paper at Carnage. “JUST HAND US THE PAPER!”

“Alright sheesh. Someone can't take being the `butt' of a joke eh?” Carnage insulted as he reached in his pocket all the while mumbling `Seymour Butts, hah, I'm too good.' The thinner teen found it and Venom quickly ripped it out of his hands. “Alright you take the right side, we'll take the left.” The symbiotes made their way up and down the room searching for three certain names. The names of course being:

Jinx, Gizmo, and Mammoth

Carnage slowly glared down the inscribed names on the walls passing handles such as Mad Mod, Killer Moth, Johnny Rancid, and Fang. The crimson symbiote shrugged at the pure lameness and finally found his first target . . . it was Gizmo. Our Gizmo!

“Yo dad I found one!”

“Congratulations! Now go kick yourself in the ass!”

“JEALOUS!” Carnage replied as he quickly morphed his hand into a blob of goop. He slammed the red goop into the crevasses of the door and in seconds the allegedly `indestructible' metal snapped as if it was made of styrofoam. He slowly peered inside and stared at what he had found. Yep, he stared at all three feet of it.

“What the freaking hell?”

Carnage glared at the `questioner' inside and enlarged his eyes thrice the size of his norm. “Holy shit Venom.” His mouth dropped, “It's a talking baby!!”

The `baby' in the orange prisoner's jumpsuit scowled. “Who you calling a baby? You sludge eattin'-shoe lickin'-dookie lovin'-booger bashin'-pit sniffin' CLUDGE HEAD!”

Carnage felt a bit dazed from that rapid verbal onslaught, not even sure if he had actually been insulted yet. He shook his head and tilted it at Gizmo. “I'm a what again?”

“Uh, you found a talking baby huh?” Carnage slowly turned and Venom chuckled. “We've apparently found a talking monkey.”

The `monkey' with the soul patch jumped into their convo. “Gizmo! Dude! We're free!”

Venom and Carnage watched on behind their disguises as the talking `Monkey' and `Baby' gave each other a high five.

“Whoa! Nice cell.” Mammoth complimented with his raspy voice. “But hey! How come you got a radio?” Gizmo took a glance at the item in question and scoffed. “Yea, one of the female coppers thought I was `cute' and gave me a radio. It's crap though! I couldn't get any reception or anything, well except for that lame-ass Kumbaya 24/7 station.” He looked to the ground in a grumble. “That bumbling bitch got me to `goo goo gaa gaa' for it too.”

Mammoth started to laugh uncontrollably.

Carnage and Venom mutually shrugged in a silent way of saying `Right'. The two newly freed villains stopped their antics and glared at their rescuers with confused looks. Gizmo pointed. “So, what are you two? Some freakin' crooked coppers?”

“Yeah, why'd you free us?”

Venom growled. “Why don't you two stop asking so many damn questions and get back to H.I.V.E. Headquarters. Mr. Blood is waiting for you.”

“Sweet, I knew the old man couldn't do his dirty work without us.” Gizmo exclaimed proudly.

“Wait,” Mammoth said. “Not without Jinx we're not.”

“Jinx huh?” Carnage yelled from across the room. The three turned. Apparently our Cassidy had invaded another cell. Mammoth and Gizmo quickly took off and Venom wasn't too far behind. “Cute name,” Carnage muttered. Gizmo and Mammoth smiled at Jinx who was looking around in a confused manner.

The H.I.V.E. trio has been officially reunited! (YAY!)

“Um, how are you two free?” Jinx asked with a brow raise.

They simply pointed at Carnage who was plainly examining Jinx like she was some sort of kitty cat.

Venom finally made his way into Jinx's cell and took a gander at the young gray sin female who was in some complex looking straight jacket. Her cell walls were different than Gimzo's and Mammoth's as they were rubber padded. Apparently this girl was a lot more dangerous than the other two and Carnage took notice as he glared at her pink hair.

“Hmmm, you got a crazy pink hair-do that I just adore! A straight jacket that looked way cooler than mine! Awesome cat eyes! Gray skin! And you live in a rubber room? Oh jeez,” Carnage's JCPD helmet was right in Jinx's face at this point.

Jinx sweat dropped. Carnage grinned. “I think we're going to get along great!”

“Yeeah,” The pink haired sorceress let out a sigh and looked towards the symbiotes then back to her teammates. Carnage suddenly morphed his finger into a blade and cut a slit down the straight jacket freeing her. She glared at this `security guard's' metahuman type display in amazement. Apparently there was more than met her pink cat eyes.

She shrugged and slowly stood, stretching her arms, basking in her newfound freedom. Jinx let a crackle of pink energy shoot from her fingertips and smiled evilly. Apparently that `special' straight jacket was saved for magicians. She became even more curious. “Okay, what's going on?

Mammoth began opening his large mouth but was interrupted.

“Enough of this chat crap. We're blowin' this joint.” Venom muttered as he exited. Carnage looked at the three and laughed.

“Forgive Venom. He's what I like to call a,” He scratched his chin and spoke in an overly kind manner. “Well a jackass. But hey! He'll grow on you!”

“I'm sure,” Jinx snickered. Carnage nodded and exited. The Troika contemplated.

“Who the hell are these guys?” Mammoth questioned.

Gizmo scoffed, “Apparently new H.I.V.E. recruits dumbass.”

Jinx raised a brow. “Hmph, apparently they're good.” She pondered. “Maybe even too good,” The three H.I.V.E. agents gave each other questioning glares but ultimately followed.

From outside Carnage quickly grabbed Venom and pulled him to the side. “Hey,”

“What?”

“That `Jinx',” He snickered. “I think she's pretty cute.”

Venom scoffed. “So we've noticed.”

“Oh and by the way, I got an idea.”

Venom scowled. “If this has anything to do with splitting their heads open and eating their brains, we will be doing the same to you.”

“Well alrighty then there goes plan A, but I gotta plan B!” Carnage cackled ignoring the more or less `empty' threat. “Why don't we release all of these prisoners? Come on! As former prisoners it's our duty to get these guys outta here. It's my code.”

“Code?” Venom mocked. “Since when did a psychopath like you have ethics?”

“Heh, as long as people get hurt, it's fine by me.”

“Fine,” Venom paused. “You do have a point.”

Brock only shuttered at the thought of saying such blasphemy. Carnage chuckled. “Yep, the more anarchy the merrier I say!”

“Whoa, whoever you are,” Mammoth grinned. “I like your style.”

“Oh yeah, I get that a lot.” Carnage replied. Gizmo snickered as he gave him the finger. “Probably get this a lot too.”

Carnage nodded. “And that,” Gizmo laughed. Cassidy then scoffed. “But the ones that do it usually don't have heads by the time they're done laughing.”

Carnage's signature blade formed and the laughing stopped. Gizmo gave a nervous `heh'. Jinx only giggled watching her small friend deflate. Venom turned to the H.I.V.E. trio and pointed towards another cell door.

“Alright kiddies, we're gonna play a little game called `Jail Break'.”

Mischievous grins . . .

( - Jump City Mall of America: An Hour Later - )

Okay smarty pants, here's a question for ya. What do Eddie Van Halen, Michael Jordan, Halle Berry, and Batman all have in common? (Jeopardy Music)

Hmm, they live in the same city you say? Nope. They all have dogs? Nope. They all love cheese? Nope. They all prefer Coke over Pepsi? Nope. Their zip codes all have the same amount of numbers? Well yeah, but that's not the answer.

Give up? Sure ya do.

Well silly, they're all considered virtuosos by their peers. Yes a virtuoso! Someone who is dazzlingly skilled at any field! And boy were these people skilled at their respective fields! You got Eddie Van Halen, a rock guitar god. You got Michael Jordan, the king of the hardwood. Halle Berry, the goddess of the big screen. And Batman, the Dark Knight! Master detective! Yes, these were people that were the best at what they did, and their peers knew this all too well.

Hmm does this blabbering have a point you must be thinking? Well sure it does!

Presently in this certain mall, there was also a virtuoso walking in its friendly confines. She was the master of the `shop till you drop' shuffle! The queen of crashing the shopping scene! The princess of mall time madness! Of course you all know who it is!

It was our oh so lovable Starfire!

Everyone in Jump City knew of this. Hell the Titans knew this all too well. Although sadly for Spider-Man, this kid had no idea what he was getting himself into. He came into this `shopping thing' with little worries. In all his months of fighting crime this kid should've been ready for the worst after all. But what he was facing at this point was just too much to bare for even a super human. Starfire's onslaught of cutesy and adorable department stores would take down the strongest of men. Just ask Robin, The Boy Wonder himself.

Poor Spidey! Currently, he was in one of those changing rooms, indirectly being forced to be Starfire's dress up doll for the day. Why not just refuse you ask? Hah, easier said than done! Even the harshest of souls would find it hard to disappoint Starfire. Yes, including total strangers. The girl's sickening gift of `perk', innocent air headedness, and that all out honest to kindness demeanor would drive men to do the wildest of things. Not to mention her absolutely adorable looks.

But even considering all that, it also didn't help that Spidey didn't want to get off on the wrong foot with these super teens that took him in. Because he truly didn't have anywhere else to go! So all things considered, here we stand with our favorite arachnoid staring at himself in the mirror. One could only imagine the facial expression behind his red mask as he looked at his attire. “Oh God” would be an appropriate statement to describe this scene.

Spider-Man twitched a bit as he hardened his stare. Just how the hell did he get into this ensemble of clothing? A familiar voice shouted out from the waiting room. “Friend please! We have no time to waste! We must make use of our time to fulfill our quest! There are numerous remaining shops we must visit! Let us see how you have turned out!”

Spider-Man slowly shook his head and gulped as he walked out of the door. He crept slowly yet cautiously until he was in the view of two emerald eyes that widened at the very sight of him.

“Oh you look so cuuute!” She clapped as she ran over to him and straightened out his attire. Spider-Man sighed underneath his mask. Spidey you are such a poon.

The lady manager who had locked down the store for these teenage superheroes couldn't help but chuckle. “Interesting look, very `obscure'”

Spider-Man blushed under his mask as he glared to the ground. In all his years of fighting crime, never had he been so embarrassed and `eyeballed'. This sort of attention made Black Cat look like she didn't even notice him, and we all know how flirty that girl can be, especially with Spidey. Starfire smiled her usual grand way.

“Do you approve friend?”

Spider-Man looked at the many mirrors and turned back at Starfire with a sigh, “Can I say no?”

“Do not be silly! You must truly take a good look! You look wonderful!” Starfire giggled as she turned. “You agree Raven, yes?”

Hmm, it seems that Raven was in the room as well! And as usual her eyes were buried in a thick book. She decided it was best to stay with Starfire and Spider-Man apparently. Her choices weren't all that great. It was either watch the Titan boys kill their time bashing buttons on an arcade game while waving off countless guys that hit on her. Or stay in a quiet place so that she could read.

Decisions, decisions, decisions . . . right.

The sorceress slowly peered upward and her jaw literally dropped at what she saw. And what she `saw' would bring the most in-humored beings to a hysterical laugh. Raven was flabbergasted. The mask Spider-Man was wearing was still there but it was what below it that brought the chuckles.

Check this folks. Picture a hot pink shirt with the words `Real Men Wear Pink.' sown on the front, then picture a pair of baggy denim jeans that screamed `I'm totally a beach boy' with its torn bottom, and then finish that picture off with a pair of black Vans skateboard shoes with the laces turned inside out that weakly signaled `I'm bad, don't mess with me'.

(Sighs) Now do you feel Spidey's pain? Heh, bet you do.

Spider-Man grumbled loudly as he was being paraded around like a doll. Starfire was grinning her usual grin as they both awaited an answer. Raven stared at the boy currently adorned in pink and broke a titter inside as she looked at his confused yet so innocent conduct. He looks kind of cute, Raven thought. There was an emergency mental pause. She gagged and suddenly shook her head as if she had `damned' herself to hell.

CUTE? That's what she thought? Cute? This was obviously `Happy''s doing. Raven felt a blush coming on and quickly pulled her hood back over her face. She drove her eyes back into the book and answered with gritted teeth. “You look like a clown.”

Spider-Man and Starfire looked at one another at that unusual outburst. The arachnoid puffed. “Do I look that bad?”

“No friend! You look very cold!” Starfire reassured. Spider-Man cocked a brow. “Uh you mean cool right?”

“No, she means cold.” Raven replied. Spider-Man laughed a bit at that `cold' remark. For some crazy reason he felt drawn to this girl's cold yet cynical ways, he was a master of the sarcastic tongue himself after all. Spider-Man took another good look in the mirror and shrugged. “I look like a butt puppet don't I?”

Starfire tweaked her eyes. “What is this butt puppet that you speak of? It is a glorious thing?”

Raven groaned and Spider-Man smirked behind his mask as he continued to glare at his flamboyant attire. A new high pitched voice joined the slight chuckles.

“Duuuude,”

The three `Titans' turned and there stood Beast Boy with a ten pound bag of Jelly Beans. His green eyes were convulsing and some of the jelly beans he had in his mouth came spewing out.

“Always the well mannered one,” Raven muttered behind her book. Beast Boy didn't hear her nor did he care! This sight was priceless and frightening. The changeling pointed a finger and trembled. “Dude, what did Star do to you?”

Spider-Man shrugged. “Why don't you tell me?”

“Man, and I thought Robin had it bad.” BB muttered to himself as he walked over for closer inspection. He took a gander and shook his head. With pity, he reached into his bag of Jelly Beans and pulled out an orange one.

“Cool, pumpkin pie flavored!” Beast Boy extended the morsel to Spider-Man. “Dude take it, you deserve it.”

Spider-Man slowly shook his head sternly. “Sorry, not much of a pumpkin kinda guy.” He then eyed the `green goblin' in front of him and mumbled under his breath. “Especially when it's given by someone with green skin,”

“Wha?” Beast Boy pondered. Spider-Man smirked. “Nothing.”

“Uh aren't you supposed to be with Robin and Cyborg?” Raven asked. The changeling nodded. “Yea I was, but they cleaned my tokens out. Dude those two take this Arcade thing way too seriously.”

Starfire interrupted. “Please Beast Boy! Tell Spider-Man what you think of this `look'. It is like staring at a beautiful flower no?”

“Uuuuuh,”

Suddenly all Titan communicators lit up. Robin's voice quickly followed.

“Titans trouble! No time to explain! Follow my signal and get over here now!”

Cyborg's battle yells could be faintly heard and the transmission quickly cut off. Raven stood. “Let's go.” With that she was off with her long blue cape fluttering as she left. Beast Boy morphed into an eagle and swiftly followed. Starfire followed suit only to turn as she looked at Spider-Man, “Friend we need your help!”

Spider-Man took a pleading look back towards his dresser where his normal uniform was. Even fighting in that soaked uniform was better than going out in `these'.

“Starfire I think I should rea-GAH!”

With a grab of the wrist the arachnoid was forced out of the shop and into the battlefield.

( - To The Trouble! - )

The results of the recent `jail break' have already begun to take fruition. Three of Jump City's local villains have decided upon themselves to rekindle the havoc that brought them to `justice' in the first place. Hoards of teenagers began to file out of the shopping complex frantically as the destruction started to get intense. But for us observers we all love intense now don't we?

“Cyborg!” Robin yelled as he had just witnessed his friend getting slammed through concrete. The Boy Wonder turned in an angry glare staring at the villain responsible.

“Light can be as intense as fire if focused as you can tell.”

“Obviously,” Robin scowled. “, but sorry Dr. Light I think its time for a light bulb change.”

In a flash of `light' a bird-a-rang was sent soaring at the one and only Dr. Light. The black clad, power suited mad man replied with an energy pulse that blasted the projectile out of the air. Dr. Light began to celebrate but Robin was already on him. Swift kicks and punches began to fill the air and the light manipulator was on his heels.

In a desperate move Dr. Light unsheathed his whip of light and sent it soaring towards Robin. In a quick counter the Boy Wonder pulled out his power staff and pole vaulted himself into the air. The scene above was filled with bright energy blasts that narrowly missed Robin by inches. Dr. Light enlarged his eyes as he was about to receive a face full of metal boot. But for his sake, his ally had his back. Robin suddenly found himself grabbed by his extended leg and sent whipping towards a nearby concession stand decked with `Mega Warrior' toys.

Dr. Light took a look at his `ally' and laughed. “Nice choice of weaponry.”

“Likewise,” The `ally' was apparently Killer Moth, who had just sent his own energy whip soaring towards Robin. The eye-masked teen quickly leapt out of the way evading the attack. A blue blast suddenly came into play causing Killer Moth to back off his aggression.

“Man you better not be having too much fun without me.” Cyborg smirked. Robin nodded in a slight chuckle. “Oh yeah, I'm having a ball.”

“By the way, I would've beaten you man.” Cyborg winked, in remembrance of their epic battle in `Virtual Clashers 3' before they were so rudely interrupted.

“You can stop dreaming,” Robin retorted as he unsheathed his staff. “Besides, after this it's rematch time.”

“Right on brotha,” Cyborg commented as he aimed his cannon towards the two villains that had assaulted them.

“Hehe, sorry kiddies but `gaming' time isn't worth it without a killer big screen T.V!”

The two Titans turned to see a large Television set horrifically brought to life by a certain magical remote controller. “Taa taa Titans!” Robin and Cyborg quickly took aim at the `killer T.V.' but they were beaten to the punch. The T.V. set was quickly intercepted by a black telekinetic blast that drove it through a wall. Apparently the empath of the Titans had decided to join the fray.

The one who created the `high-definition' capable monster growled. “That is not a way to treat quality home entertainment!!”

“You're right.” Raven scowled. “But that's the way we should treat slobs like you.”

Control freak laughed his fan boy obsessive laugh. “Feisty, almost as feisty as the space warrior amazons in Clash of The Planets 3: The Lost Rune.” Raven cocked a brow. “O-k.”

“Duude, those space chicks are hot aren't they?” Beast Boy suddenly popped out of nowhere with that statement drooling a bit. Raven groaned and was prepared to fire back.

Dr. Light, Killer Moth, and Control Freak laughed at the four Titans in front of them. The couch potato smirked. “Alright Titans, with Doc L and KM on my team you all got no chance, so I guess the real question here is,” He tossed some shades on. “Are you feelin' lucky . . . Punks?”

The Titans only snickered at the movie quote. Cyborg pointed. “We don't need luck to take you three losers down.”

“Heh, is that your final answer?”

It all came in one simultaneous blitz. Killer Moth flew in from above and started to wail away with his whip, while Dr. Light began to fill the area with his signature waves of energy. To top it all off Control Freak summoned some cardboard cutouts of Samurais to do their `slice-n-dice thing'. Energy blasts of all colors began to fill the air as the Titans engaged. Robin's bo staff collided with swords, Dr. Light's beams tangled with Cyborg's and Raven's blasts, Beast Boy's bird talons mingled with Killer Moth's whip.

It was an all out war. And in a mall of all places!

The advantage was quickly swinging in our baddies' favor as Control Freak began to make use of even more inanimate objects in the form of VCR's and Cash registers. Robin grunted as he smashed a Samurai in half with a swift blow from his staff. He turned to his teammates. “Titans we need to re-” suddenly Beast Boy came barreling into him in Chimpanzee form, sending them both tumbling across the tiled ground.

Beast Boy reverted back to human form and laughed nervously. “Hah! My bad dude,” Robin gave a frustrated huff as Cyborg and Raven joined them on the ground with grunts as well. The Titans were floored and surrounded.

“Hmm, I recall there were five of you.” Dr. Light mocked. Killer Moth began to count heads. “Right, this is strange.”

“Aw who cares? Four dead Titans is good enough for me.” Control Freak scratched his double chin. “Has sitcom written all over it, heh, don't yo-”

The loud mouth was silenced only because of equally loud yells from across the court. It was yells and grunts from our two favorite dress up partners.

“Spider-Man you must fight!” Starfire grunted as she pulled on him.

Spider-Man groaned as he held for dear life onto his weblines that were anchored to the ground. “Look I want to help Star, but not in this! Anything but this!” he paused. “Well maybe not ANYTHING but this.”

“Sorry but we must!” She pleaded, “Do not worry friend, you look very handsome!”

“I look ridiculous!” Spidey retorted. “Ah come on just let me head back to the store and-”

“There is no time!” She kept pulling and slowly but surely the weblines snapped and the two heroes inadvertently catapulted themselves into the skirmish. They came tumbling down with the other Titans who only sweat dropped at the kindly put `unusual event'. The whole area went silent at their arrival.

Spider-Man tentatively took a gander at his snapped weblines and dropped his jaw. She is strong . . .

“MAN!” Cyborg yelled and Spidey broke thought. He caught the half-droid in a glare. “I hope Starfire picked those digs out for you.” Cyborg muttered.

The arachnoid looked towards Starfire who was smiling and then shrugged towards Cyborg. “What? I like pink,”

Starfire quickly lit up. “Oh glorious! So you finally approve friend?” Spider-Man let out a sigh. “Well I don't know abo-”

It was too late. Good ol' Peter Parker was in one of Starfire's death grips. The rest of the Titans sighed. The villains were a bit taken back as you could only imagine.

“Who the hell is this guy?” Control Freak muttered. Killer Moth shrugged. “I dunno but I like the mask. It reminds me of someone.”

“No matter, so the Titans have made a new friend. They'll all get a chance to see the `light'.”

The Titans all came to a stand full powered and ready for round two. Control Freak laughed. “Come on Titans even with a new teammate you guys can't win! I am Control Freak! Like a Twelfth level Ninja Shogun from Iyashagi I am unstoppable!”

Spider-Man enlarged his pseudoeye. “Hmmm, nobody told me there was going to be a Star Wars convention around here. Say who are you supposed to be? Jabba the Hutt?”

Spider-Man looked down the line and glared at the other two villains. “Oh and there's Jar Jar Binks and R2D2! Aren't we just one big happy family?”

Control Freak growled. “Hah, you're the one dressed in pink and you're poking fun at us?”

“Ay, I like pink okay. People tell me it brings out the white in my eyes. Don't you agree?”

“Heh, he's actually pretty funny.” Killer Moth chuckled only to get irate looks from his teammates.

The Titans looked on at Spidey in a bit of surprise. His banter was something else. It was like a combo of Raven's witty sarcasm and Beast Boy's relentless jawing. Jump City had never gotten a true taste of Spider-Man's constant verbal bashing, and this was clearly only the beginning.

“Hah! Jar Jar Binks, too funny.” Cyborg chuckled and so did the rest of the team. Even Raven of all people, although that was barely noticeable. Beast Boy suddenly crossed his hands. “Dude, I'm supposed to be the comic relief!”

Raven cleared her throat. “Don't you kind of have to be `funny' to be the comic relief?”

Killer Moth slashed with his whip. “Alright enough of this, we're going to kill you all!”

The Titans stood strong. Robin gave the command. “TITANS GO!”

The Titans quickly took control of the battle as Raven, Cyborg, and Beast Boy squared off against Killer Moth. Robin and Starfire took their shots at Control Freak who scurried off to a nearby `Radioshack' for an advantage.

That left Spider-Man and Dr. Light alone. “Hey there, looks like it's just you and me.”

Dr. Light stood silent. Spider-Man chuckled. “Oh right! How impolite of me, maybe I should start talking in robot talk eh? Boop boop beep bop bep bop”

“So a new Titan, time for you to be en'light'ened of my power.”

He looked at Dr. Light's illuminating armor with a scoff. “Say nice suit, are batteries included?”

The light manipulator had about enough and launched a large amber beam towards our arachnoid. Spider-Man with the grace of a true spider flipped into the air and began doing his signature `you can't hit me' scramble. Blast after blast missed as if the only currently pink adorned hero knew what was going to happen before it did.

Dr. Light quickly stopped, noticing his attacks were futile. Spider-Man chuckled. “Aw what's the matter? Flashlight running out of juice?”

“You desperately need your mouth shut.”

“And you desperately need to `lighten' up.”

With a frustrated yell Dr. Light began firing at the quickest rate possible and Spider-Man only moved double time. The arachnoid fired a web line towards a toy store and zipped his way to a cling onto the side of the glass. “Hey brighty over here!”

In seconds the toy store glass shattered and Spider-Man flipped off the mirror and landed in his signature crouch. He took a glance to his rear and then turned back to the man in the glowing suit. “Anyone ever tell you `nightlights' are supposed to be helpful to little children?”

“How is this possible? You are just a brat with a horrible sense of fashion. I am Dr. Light! Master manipulator of all that shines brightly in the darkness!”

Spider-Man teasingly yawned. “Well first off I wouldn't be talking about `fashion' if I were you. Secondly controlling light isn't all that impressive.” He chuckled. “Ever heard of a clapper? Or a light switch?”

“What are you getting at?”

“Can that little brain of yours understand how a clapper works?” Spider-Man winked.

“Get on with it!”

“Well, let's see if I clap twice, and you go `lights out'. Technically I can manipulate light as well right?”

“Hah, that's impossible!” Dr. Light denied. Spider-Man smiled. “Well let's see.”

CLAP! CLAP! Dr. Light looked around and nothing happened. “Hah, you are a fool.” He extended both hands for a blast. “Prepare to di-” suddenly a metal boot knocked Dr. Light's `lights' out and sent him crashing to the floor. Spider-Man chuckled as he nodded towards Robin.

“Nice.” Spider-Man thumbs upped Robin who returned it. Seemingly out of nowhere a couple of explosions were heard. They were created by a barrage of Starbolts taking out a fleet of walking VCRs. Robin quickly tossed a few freeze bombs across the frontlines turning them into popsicles. Control Freak's laughing could be heard through all of this.

“Hahaha I RULE YOU TITANS!”

Robin scowled. “We need to get that remote.” Spider-Man chuckled. “Leave it to me boss, just keep those er,” the arachnoid snickered. “Killer VCR's off me.”

Robin nodded and quickly went on an all out assault. The combination of Starfire and Robin gave Spider-Man enough distraction and he web slung his way over towards Control Freak. The arachnoid landed with a crouch next to the infamous couch potato.

“Heyah!”

“Alright bug, fear me! For I control the vertical! And I control the horizontal! I control all!”

“Wait, how about the diagonal?” Spider-Man shrugged. Control Freak scratched his chin. “Uh I am not sure about that . . . but who cares? I'll think about it when you're dead!”

Suddenly a portion of the VCR fleet came crawling towards him. The arachnoid chuckled and pointed glared at Control Freak. “I've fought sharp toothed aliens, a man eating lizard, and a mad scientist with four bionic tentacles and I'm supposed to be scared of some walking VCRs?”

With that rant of his history, Spider-Man quickly pointed behind Control Freak. “Whoa look! It's Boba Fett!”

Control Freak enlarged his eyes. “What? Where?” he had been duped. Spider-Man whistled and the couch potato returned his glare angrily. “Oh you're so gonna get burned!” Control Freak yelled. He then attempted to press a button on his remote control of `doom'. But all he pressed was his own palm. “HUH?!”

“Looking for something?” Spider-Man teased as he was spinning the freak's controller in his hand by a thread of web. With a flip it came into a graceful stop in his bare hand.

“NO!”

“Sorry but all shows have been canceled.” Spider-Man in a confident clench of his fist smashed the remote in pieces. Control Freak screamed into the air as it happened but was swiftly silenced with a bolt of webbing. Soon he was totally coiled in web and was wrapped tightly on the ground.

Spider-Man began to nod his head in approval but a loud voice broke his concentration. “Man oh man we rule!” Cyborg yelled as he walked over with a beaten Killer Moth.

“Dude, that was sweet!” Beast Boy said with a fist pump. “We totally kicked butt again!”

Raven only floated over towards Control Freak and inspected the webbing. “So, seems like you wrapped up things pretty nicely. Very uh spider-like, just how much `spider' and how much hu`man' are you anyway?”

“Well not sure but all I gotta do is inject him with my toxin and wait till his insides dissolve then I can drink it.”

Blank stares of disgust.

“Joke.”

The three Titans quickly let out sighs of relief. Robin and Starfire joined in with a lassoed Dr. Light. The Titans looked at one another and at their villainous trio. Robin smirked at Spider-Man. “Well I think you proved that you definitely can be one of us.”

Starfire nodded. “Yes! You were wonderful! I am impressed with the `mean talk' and the jumpy nature of your battling! It reminds me of the Rhonghouls of Sector 34 of the Lacious Galaxy.”

“Uh thanks?” Spider-Man grew puzzled. Cyborg quickly walked over clearly too excited and gave Spider-Man a slap on the back. The arachnoid tumbled a bit out of surprise and Cyborg only laughed. “Man! Who taught you how to smack talk like that?”

“Yea dude, can you give us pointers?” Beast Boy begged.

“Sure,” Spider-Man said with a glare of his clothes. “But first can we rush those `S.T.A.R' Labs people that are making me spare suits? As much as I like pink I'm more partial to red and blue myself.”

The two Titan homeboys quickly hogged the arachnoid and barraged him with plenty more questions. Robin and Starfire gave each other a mutual smile. They turned to Raven who seemed to be nodding her head slightly.

“What's up now Raven?” Robin asked. Raven turned to him with a slight smirk. “You know . . . I'm starting to think that he might actually be helpful.”

With that surprising statement, Raven hovered after them. Robin and Starfire gave each other a light chuckle as they walked out together preparing to be mobbed by fans outside the mall.

Starfire stared at her close friend but then grew a bit concern. “Robin, your smile is gone. Is something wrong?” Robin took one last glance at the fallen villains as they were quickly being taken care of by JCPD officers. These three were imprisoned and they all broke out at once? That was a bit strange. He turned to Starfire.

“I'm just getting a feeling that all these unusual events are tied together somehow.” Robin scowled. “And I don't think it's a good thing either.”

Unknowingly to Robin, he hit the bullseye with that statement. Because as quickly as Spider-Man was fitting in with his new allies? Venom and Carnage were doing exactly the same. It was only a matter of time until the Titans would have to deal with those two and with every second passing, the time drew nearer. (DUND DUND DUND)

( - H.I.V.E. Headquarters: Blood's Office - )

Blood scowled as he stood with his back against our three favorite H.I.V.E. agents as well as our two favorite symbiotes (Still in JCPD uniforms because they think they're just too cool!). It was a bit silent and of course Carnage `killed' the time by thinking of all the people he had killed in the last hour or so.

“You three are an abomination to my school.” Blood's eyes turned to fire. “You know how embarrassing it is to the school when we have to constantly bail you three out?” The trio stood silent sweating bullets. “You three should be graduates by now!”

“We're sorry headmaster.” Jinx replied with her head hung low. Gizmo and Mammoth followed. “Yes headmaster, it won't happen again.”

Blood growled. “Leave, repay me by excelling in the classroom.”

The three H.I.V.E. members slowly walked out the door while Carnage and Venom shook their heads at them in a way of saying `tsk tsk tsk.'

Carnage then nudged at Venom in a whisper. “Pops, did you notice that they called him `head'master? Bwhahaha.”

Venom tried not to laugh but couldn't control himself. He began to chortle along trying to muffle himself with his hands. Blood cleared his throat and it became silent yet again.

“So it appears you two have completed your end of the deal.”

Venom chuckled. “Oh yeah, it was fun.”

“But you also did more than what was asked by freeing all the prisoners.”

Carnage chuckled. “Oh yeah, it was fun.”

“Risky but I like the initiative.”

They both chuckled. “Oh yeah it was fun.”

Blood gave a sour look at their joking remarks but slowly turned to them with a forced grin. “So a deal is a deal. You two are now students at the H.I.V.E.”

“Sweet,” Carnage muttered. “Now where's my gift certificate?”

Blood scowled. “You'll get your perks in due time. But for now we'll need to run some battle tests on you two. I want to see you at your fullest potential.”

“Tests? We don't do tests.” Venom grumbled.

“Trust me, I think you two will love this kind of test.” Blood smiled. “You do like to destroy things don't you?”

“Hah! Does Britney Spears lip sync?” Carnage replied.

Blood skewed his eyes. “I believe I'll just take that as a yes. But as for you three.” He pointed out the door. “Now go and prepare yourselves for combat practice. You will be on exposition for the whole school. I want them all to see what a true villain is supposed to be.”

“Okay that's all fine and dandy” Carnage scowled. “But where's my gift certificate?” Venom growled and shook his head. He slowly walked out the door. Blood did the same and there stood Carnage all alone. He looked to the air and shrugged. “What?”

He quickly grumbled and took off after his pops. “YO VENOM WAIT UP!”

As one could tell while strange and hilarious, this partnership between the symbiotes and the H.I.V.E. was going to be a potent one. The Titans were going to definitely have their hands full. Definitely!