Stone-cold slaughter (Open)

[Empathy]

Sun:

The star-girl nodded to Robin's orders. "Going blue giant." It was a rather unstable stellar form, but hopefully she wouldn't need to keep it for very long. Closing her eyes and focusing, Sun turned the plasma around her a vibrant, deep blue. The star also expanded drastically while gaining more and more mass. It required most of the mutant's attention to grow her star and not burn anything. She gave a burst of light to release some pressure.

She was only half-way finished when Robin's counter-orders came. "What?" Sun asked, confused eyes opening up in the process. With a horrified stare, she watched as her friend's summon got badly injured and then thrown like a discarded toy. Grinding her teeth, she felt the anger surge in herself too. This accelerated her transformation, to the point where her star was pulsing dangerous heat-waves within the next seconds.

"Ink. Ian." She said with clenched fists. "Get out of the way." She wanted to charge now. The sun-girl was at her hottest point. She was angry and not sure she could keep perfect control. There would be collateral damage.

"Here I come!" And with that, the blue giant moved ahead. It wasn't particularly fast. Nor did it have any threathening spikes, tusks or other edges. But Fran was  now heavier than a stone mansion and a few hundred thousand degrees hotter.

Things were about to get vaporized.

Tsukihime:

The Monares woman respectfully took a step back as the Titan's leader asked her to get out of the way. She watched as Ink summoned a Beast in her rage. Are the two linked? The dream weaver tried to recall her encounter with the Titan. The tusked monster charged Disgaia. Tsukihime gave a gasp as the dust lifted. In the meantime cogwheels turned in her busy mind. I'll have to dream-weave myself to remember exactly if she explained it to me.

As the dust settled, the actress gave her best shocked expression. The tusks of Ink's monster were brutally broken as the stone serpent underwent yet another transformation. In the mean time, she noticed the pyrokinetic titan preparing for some large attack.

And then the serpent boy came to calm down Ink. She payed close attention to this one. Is he my ally, or an obstacle? In the background, the elephant-like beast was thrown into the air, crashing impressively into a building. Tsukihime started moving forward, sensing she needed to diffuse the situation. Get her mad Disagaia, but don't kill the girl! The little artist had not been part of any plan of theirs, but Tsukihime wanted to play the situation to her advantage. Which meant keeping the Titan alive.

At the same time, the star-like girl moved. Creating a simple sphere, Tsukihime rushed ahead on her smaller vessel of light, to the titan couple standing between the two impressive forces of nature. The moon sphere turned intangible just enough to let Ink and her serpentine friend through, then shrunk to offer maximum protection to its three inhabitants.

The star-girl passed through them, ramming the sphere but not burning it. Tsu barely had time to note the oddity as her protective sphere crashed into a building.

Gordon:

"Three. Three buildings already destroyed ladies and gentlemen." Gordon Godfrey waved his hand angrily behind him."All that to discover that this isn't even the real Naga." The camera focused on the stone-monster's new form. It bellowed so loudly that they could catch every word. The only other person's words the cameras caught as clearly was Ink, when she yelled Scottish insults. "What great detective work indeed." The camera just gave a blind flare after Sun's pulse of light. "And things are still heating up Folks." The camera returned to normal.

In the mean time, Gordon was trying hard to spin his narrative. The monster that identified itself as not Naga had given them a puzzling set of information. It was always possible to claim he lied, of course. After all, who knew which conspiracy the Titans were hiding.

But then, a more logical pattern of thought emerged in the reporter's mind. And like all mad men, the problem was that he believed what he was about to say. "Have you heard the Beast's request?" He exclaimed. "It wants Naga. Jump city seems to have been chosen as the arena for two monsters to settle their differences." At the taxpayer's expenses. But Gordon didn't need to spell that one out. His audience was smart enough. "And he claims the other monster is hiding!" Was he hiding on his own, or being helped by someone? Gordon would have to do some thorough detective work.

Then the star-girl made her move. But Gordon's eyes were set on the smaller sphere of white light crashing into another building. "Four!"

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Ink snarled, willing Jayant to fight back and crush the monstrous stone brute. 'No!' she growled in her head as her beast was slowly sliding back, inch by inch. Her stomach knotted with sickening fear as the stone monster sprouted more arms/ Something was wrong. Something was very very wrong with her beast. He seemed weaker then normal, at full strength he should have been able to trample the monster.

CRACK!

"NAE!"

She screamed as a brutal lancing pain struck her in the heart. Her eyes widened with a combination of shock, horror, and pain. She had felt Jayant's pain in her own body. Another scream ripped from her throat as she felt her beasts agony a second time as he was thrown like a simple sack of flower into the buildings across the street. Ink had never felt any sort of backlash like that before, and it felt like her heart was being ripped out of her chest. But even that pain couldn't quell her growing fury at what the monster said, after the fight she could figure out why she had felt that pain.

What if he was right? What if she was really and truly helpless to stop the river of blood he promised. She would not give him Naga. Not if the whole city was painted red. She would not lose a second father.But that left only one other option. A real monster. She could be that monster if it meant saving the city. She could make one easy and despite what it would do to the titans it would save the civilians they protected. Even that slime Gordon.

Her train of thought took only a split second to reach the necessary conclusion, and she prepared Annet for another assult as Jayant slowly pulled his battered body out of the ruble. She drew from the strength her fury gave her, a fierce snarl her only verbal answer to the monster's taunts.

But she wasn't alone in the sky anymore, Ian was there with her telling her something as she prepared for a kamikaze style diving attack. He wanted her to land, he was asking for her to give in. Ink ignored him. He hadn't felt the pain she had. He hadn't held a little girl as she died! there was no trace of the usual Ink in the lasses eyes, only the fire and pain that fueled her.

Behind her other powers were moving. Sun was increasing her payload and moving forward towards the monster. Tsu moved faster then the Scott did and before the girl could launch her attack they were enveloped in Tsu's little shield of light as Sun charged past. As soon as they were clear of the heat though Ink told her bird to close her wings tight, causing them to fall, right through the shield that couldn't hurt them without so much as a thank you to her savior.

Annet kept her wings tight to give them more speed as they dove. But not at the monster, the girl was aiming to find a weapon and that broken bit of pipe looked perfect for breaking stone eyes, or throats or any other stone parts. At the last second Annet unfurled her wings, just close enough to the ground to let her creator reach down and grab the bit of pipe they were aiming for. With a slight wing feather adjustment Annet shot back into the sky her wings beating hard to gain enough altitude for their next attack. A dive that would aim right at the eyes, and if everything went according to plan the wee lass would be able to land on the fake Naga's head.

At the peak of their assent they turned, looking down to see another building fall after suns charge. This monster could keep coming back though so they dove again launching their final assault. As they plummeted out of the sky Jayant found his feet again and with an angry trumpet charged down the same path Sun had taken. Both beasts and their creator would hit the fake Naga at the same time, one from above and one from the ground.

You have to cut off the head to kill a snake. Even if it was made of stone and grew extra limbs.

ooc: feel free to dogde them deus dear XD

[Silv]

It was hard not to panic a little when a freaking elephant was being tossed your way. The boy's masked eyes widened comically and he fumbled for his grappling hook, pulled it out of his utility belt, and shot up at the remains of the nearest building. Robin shot up into the air with barely a second to spare as he felt the movement of Ink's monster tumbling past beneath him.

The Boy Wonder landed in a crouch on one of the remains of a floor. The room he'd just entered was empty, but the tilting couch and the television behind him gave him the impression that it had once been some sort of waiting room. Maybe even a family residence. He tried not to think about it.

Instead his brilliant little detective mind went to work trying to figure out exactly why this...whatever this thing was, why did it want Naga? Who was it working for? These were questions Robin probably wouldn't get a chance to ponder.

Sun was moving in. It was bright and hot. Robin flung his cape up over his head in an effort to protect himself. He didn't watch as the building fell but he could feel it. He could also hear it. He dropped his cape as the mess seemed to be over. That was when he noticed Ink way above them. He saw Annet angle herself to descend.

“Ink no!”

Robin's shout against her Kamikaze dive probably couldn't be heard. She was going to get herself killed. Unless, of course, he stepped in. He couldn't stop her. He'd just have to distract the thing so that it might not snap her the way it had Jayant's tusks.

In a classic Boy Wonder movement, calculating just how much time be had before Ink would be in the explosive radius and launching it before that became a problem, Robin flung an explosive disk towards the creature. He wanted it's attention. Because if it was paying attention to him then it was less likely to be destroying his teammates.

“You want Naga?” Robin's voice rang clear in the alleyway. The boy could project when he wanted to. It helped when he was shouting orders, and he was very good at shouting orders. “I've got him in a secure location you'll never find,” he wasn't as loud now because he'd figured if seeming to offer the stone monster what he wanted wasn't going to work, then nothing would. He already had three more disks held between his fingers, waiting for when he needed them. “Guess you'll just have to deal with me.”

The self-confident smirk probably wasn't helping matters.

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Oh this wasn't just great, this was absolute bliss! How long had it been since he had tasted so much fear, confusion, anger, and sorrow? How long since the last place had been erased from the map, and those that lived there. How long since he had wrought the amount of destruction like a wrathful god. How long since he had tasted the blood of the weak and helpless?

In his honest opinion, too long.

The insane demon was caught up in the rapture of these feelings, blind to the world around him.

And blind to the explosive charge aimed upon his torso.

Sadly, all bliss must come to an end. And for Disgaia it came explosively so, Robins choice of weapon knocking the bloodletting Demon back into his senses and taking a rather large chunk of the mutated Naga suit with it. In fact this hole exposed some of the man behind the puppet within, A large metallic gauntlet reflected in the moonlight as well as a large brown coat of sorts. Although Robin had gotten what he wished, he had gotten what he wished. For not only did he draw the demons attention away from the rest of his team.

He had made himself a target.

"So you're the one hiding big bad and scaly!?"* The stone body roared out to the world, the metal that made up parts of the body rapidly pooling and sinking into the hole the boy wonder had made. Then in a flash, a massive metal spike shot from the torso towards Robins location. The massive metal object impacted the far wall of the hall that he had attacked from. "That makes you my primary objective....."* Came the voice of the demon, not from the massive stone body. But from the massive metal rod, that was now rapidly mutating to expose the one within, armor him, and disguise him. Standing on the far end of the hall before Robin was what looked to be a humanoid, taller then eight feet and covered from neck down in nightmarish and bladed full plate armor. The paldrons of the armor covered in massive spikes that looked designed to keep whatever was impaled upon them, on them. The boots and hands both ending with massive wicked talons, looking equipped to both tear and hold prey. The face however was obscured by a mask befitting of this monster, the mask of a Demon. The mask had a skull like face with a separated jaw, and three massive. tendrils lazing towards the back of the head like hair and ending with hooks. Silver hair spilled from the back of the masked head, before becoming encased in metal cuffs. Leaving a massive rope of the silver and metal to hang nearly past the monster's knees. "Please, last longer then the others you tried to save..... I want to hear your screams echo like the song of a bird...."* The demon then charged, his metal body thundering against the halls floor as he lowered himself to impale the bird boy onto the paldrons spikes.

Meanwhile with the stone body that the demon had left behind. It's movements had become sluggish, and all live seemed to have left the twisted eyes. And with Disgaia having taken all the metal that not only armed the titanic monstrosity but also reinforced it. It was a doomed shell to be chipped away at by Ink, and to be reduced to molten slag by the angry Sun.

[Bry]

Ink wasn't listening. His girlfriend was ignoring him. He scowled at her, but didn't get much a chance to say anything else. They were engulfed in light (Moonlight? What the heck time was it?!) and Ian ducked down out of reflex, expecting another attack of some sort.

But the sphere of light hugging them proved beneficial, as they were spared some major pain and complications (Pft. Yeah, death-by-incineration. Major complication! XD) and then Sun was past them and Ian looked to Ink once more--

But she wasn't there.

Ohgosh.

He looked immediately to the stone snake still lashing about, his heart turning icy at the thought of Ink and Annet being plucked out of the sky like nothing. But the snake wasn't busy tearing her apart (Not physically anyway). So Ian looked down, and then scowled all over again.

She was ignoring him!

Fine then. If she wasn't gonna play nice, neither was he. He'd seen the horror on her face. He'd cringed at the very sound of Jayant's pain, so he knew she had to have felt ten times worse. The demon's words hurt, they cut deep. Ian knew that.

But he himself was no stranger to gut-wrenching pain and bad memories. He knew what it was like to scream, knew what it was like to have someone rip your heart out. Ink's pain in this fight was personal?

So was his.

It was his girlfriend being attacked here. He was just as invested in the fight as she was. If he could keep his head and follow orders? So could she. It was time to take her out of the sky, or risk losing her.

The decision wasn't very hard at all.

Ian leaned low once more over Charmer's scale-plated neck, glanced at the bizarre woman who'd saved them and nodded his thanks, then spoke low to the dragon.

"Time to go, c'mon...."

The two of them flew forward, becoming naught but a black blur in the already black atmosphere, flying through the residual smoke without paying much attention to it. Their goal was clear, so when Ink began another ascent, so did Ian. When Ink levelled out and faced the monster, Ian levelled out and faced his girlfriend. She dove and so did he.

If Charmer could add just a little more speed, Ian would meet Ink before she would meet her death (That blasted pipe would do nothing!) He gripped the dragon with only his legs, throwing caution to the wind, and rose a little, leaning to the side, attempting to aim correctly. He had to catch Ink, he had to pulled her from Annet's back.

"Come on, girl, come on," he coaxed Charmer, and she added that much more speed to their flight. Ian held his arms out, ready to enclose them around Kaitlyn the moment they met in the air. His gaze didn't waver; his serpent eyes were locked on the little Scot.

He didn't even notice the demon leaving his serpentine form.

(He didn't really notice much of anything.)

[Empathy]

Sun:

Sun was pretty sure she connected. The giant ball of plasma, surrounded by the toxic smoke of the burning concrete flew up to witness her trail of destruction. The serpentine statue masquerading as Naga was obliterated, unrecognizable amongst the molten heaps of stuff. Did we win? Fran felt like smiling, when she noticed Ink close to her. She had not burnt the artist, but Sun was shocked to find Ink so close to her. And she still seems angry. Uncontrollable. The star-girl found her own anger to have ebbed. She started contracting her blue giant.

And then Ian was there, trying to get through to his girlfriend. Fran was at a loss. She didn't know what to say. She was spared this though as another loud exchange happened a few yards further. "What?" It seemed the nightmare never ended. The enemy just shapeshifted into another form and switched his target.

After Ink, Robin. Sun lifted her star into the again. She couldn't stay in this stellar form much longer. And once in brown star form, she would essentially be useless. What was she to do? Strategy was not her forte. But thankfully, Robin knew more than the rest of the team put together. "Sun here. Switch to smaller form?" She was closing in the distance as the Titan leader used his expertly thrown explosives to keep the new monster at bay.

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The stone Naga grew rapidly in her sights as Ink and her bird plunged down, completely engrossed in her narrow tunnel vision that focused only on her target. In the few split seconds she had before contact she was calculating how best to use their momentum to drive the pipe through the skull of the monster. she could see it in her head, she would jump at the last second as Annet streaked by and strike down with all her physical might to land the blow. Cut off the head to kill the snake,  missing the moment the "brains" of the operation escaped the stone shell to battle Robin directly.

Only things didn't go the way she was planning. A grip like steel encircled her and pulled her from the back of her bird, leaving the creature to pull out of the dive on her own. The sudden jerk caused by the force that had taken her off of her own mount knocking the pipe from her grasp. She fought and squirmed against the arms that held her. She needed that pipe to destroy the stone! To get it back she had to get lose. With an almost feral snarl the currently vicious Scot managed to turn and lashed out at what was binding her. Blue serpentine eyes entering her rage-narrowed field of vision of the first time.

Like a drowning man coming up for air, Ink snapped out of her rage. The blood lust leaving her as she realized just what she had done. She had struck out at the boy she loved. She had truly stooped to the level of the monster they were fighting, horrified by her own actions she sat frozen waiting for some sign from Ian what to do. In those brief moments she was removed from the turmoil below as Sun demolished the stone with her star leaving a hot pile of slag behind, and Robin continued the fight with well placed explosives.

ooc: ugh...I can edit as you all need just let me know if something doesnt work well for your plans :3

[Silv]

Robin fought with well placed, expertly thrown explosives. He then proceeded to do Robin-things. Because he was Robin. . . . The last thing Robin had been expecting was the metallic grenade that shot straight out the monster and towards him. He barely had a moment to slip to the side, feeling the momentum of the cocoon whip his cape and hair dramatically, as it passed. The second thing he hadn't been expecting was a person covered in freaking spikes to pop out of the first unexpected cocoon. Which meant, by now, he was beginning to expect ridiculous things like this. Also...Disgaia was one ugly butterfly. Robin had whirled around, still standing on the edge of the building. The thing was talking to him in a freaky voice that reminded him of Slade with the way it could cause the hair on the back of his neck to prickle uncomfortably. He was pretty sure he didn't let that show, however, when he gestured with his empty hand in a come at me bro sort of motion. There was an obvious smirk on his face. “Bring it,” the young leader said, his knees softening as he slid into an active stance. He still had those explosive disks in between his fingers. It was time to use them. Maybe it had been a bit of a Matrix effect earlier, but now everything seemed to be happening at once. Fran's plasma hit the empty husk below them at the same time that Ink was pulled out of her suicide dive by her boyfriend who may or may not have been currently regretting that decision. But hey, living girlfriends were generally better companions than dead ones. He could smell the melting rock and debris behind him. It was a thick, deadly sort of smell that would have made him gag if he weren't paying more attention to not getting speared to death. Our favorite Boy Wonder threw his explosive disks at the charging spike-creature. They were strategic, but not aiming for the monster. They were for the weak points in the floor. The little acrobat flung himself into the air as soon as his charges hit their marks. His deft hands grasped a pipe jutting out from the floor above and he flipped around it like someone had put it there just for him. The place where he had been standing was gone, falling to the floor below, and setting off another explosion as soon as it caved in on itself. With a grunt of effort the former sidekick managed to maneuver himself onto the floor above where he had been standing. His attention then turned towards Sun who was asking for direction. It was a lot easier to give out orders when you weren't seconds away from being impaled. “Yeah,” he said to the star-girl. “I could use some backup.”

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Just a few more feet, and there would be more of the sweetest ambrosia's of the world upon the ground and himself. The smell of chaos and conflict filled the air as Sun reduced his former suit to molten slag, a feral grin spreading across his exposed lips as he continued his charge.

Then the Boy wonder did something smart and blew the floor out from under him.

With a yell he fell, crashing through to the floor below, the one below that one, and from his weight the one below that one. With a slight groan, Disgaia rose from his impact hole and glared skywards to where Robin had been. "You think a little gravity is gonna slow me down?!" He roared out, the entire building shaking not from his voice but something else. "Not a chance!" More metal began to pool around his forearms, adding of all things long and deadly looking tentacles. Raising his arms and his new extensions he quickly ascended the three floors he had fallen, and punched through to the next. Looking about for a second before locking back on the Bird Boy.

"You know, I could just level this entire block and kill everyone here..... But that's not really fun." He paused, scratching his plated chin for a moment as he continued. "Although watching you try to save everyone might be a bit amusing, but then no one will know to spread the word." A mad laugh escaped him. "Pity I can't make an announcement, that would throw the plans off and ruin everything...." With a shrug he smirked, not looking at Robin but past him. "Yeah lets go with kill everyone, but with a little style!" The tendrils coiled together on each arm, before shaping into a formless mass. "Think your little tinker toys can save them all?" The mass then morphed itself into several large and fatal looking needles "CATCH!" He shouted, each needle flying towards another titan and every officer that had stayed. Gordon and his camera flunkies would be left unharmed, cause after all.

News inspires terror.

[Bry]

He caught her. Surprise was evident on Ian's face, as soon as Ink's weight fell into him from Annet. His plan worked, and what was more? It'd worked flawlessly. He was stunned for a few seconds, trying to figure out why it went so well (The odds had not been in his favour! -coughthrowbackcough-), when Ink squirmed in his grasp and silently pointed out that he wasn't quite through with his rescue mission.

He'd gotten her out of harm's way (That was the easy part....). Okay, sure. Commendable. But now he had to talk her down.

"Ink, ssstop," he said, his voice lost both in the struggle to keep her still and in the wind rushing past them both as Charmer leveled out and did her best to keep the both of them from hurtling right off her back to the ground. Lotta good that would do, after everything. But Ink wasn't listening. "Sstop," he said again, sounding more like a choked grunt of effort than an actual word.

For such a small little Scot, Ink was putting up quite a fight.

Ian wasn't entirely sure what she saw in that darned pipe, but it had apparently become her life in the past two minutes, and she struggled against him like he'd knocked a freaking kitten out of her hands instead. Trying to keep balanced and keep a hold of his girlfriend was enough to keep Ian's mind occupied, and he wasn't ready at all for her to attack him outright.

Her strike hit him full on, and he lost his breath from (Once again) sheer surprise. The pain was on a lag, but it too caught up with him, and he was grateful for Ink's sudden stillness when it did. Cause ow!!

And he said as much.

"What the heck is wrong with you?!" he demanded on impulse, keeping one arm wound around her waist and reaching the other hand up to brush his cheek. Little beads of blood met his fingers where her fingernails had slashed him, but the cuts were shallow and purely surface. They just stung!

After a moment of Ink remaining calm, though, Ian followed her lead and met her eyes. He blinked once, at her already staring up at him, and spoke. "Are you okay? Are you done being crazy for now?" He resituated them both as Charmer finally touched down on the sidewalk, in one of the only clear areas she could land her feet, and Ian mumbled under his breath, "Pleasse ssay yess...."

Charmer stood by as Ian lifted Ink from her back and lowered both of them onto the sidewalk. She was acting relatively Kaitlyn-like again, but he kept a hold around her waist just in case she was acting, ready to break away to retrieve her pipe the moment his guard went back down.

But something dawned on him.

There was still dust in the air, but it was quiet (Or.... Quieter). The stone snake was no longer thrashing about, ready to destroy the world, but was, upon further inspection, no longer there at all. Ian gazed at the pile of stone, wondering for the second time if they'd just won the fight. He was tempted to say no out of pure pessimism. Commotion up a few floors across the street congratulated him on his answer.

Robin was still in the heat of battle. Ian grit his teeth and looked back to Ink.

"I need you with me, Kaie.... Are you with me?"

Charmer snorted after a few seconds, and Ian gave her a funny look.

"I wasn't talking to y--"

But the dragon wasn't talking to him either. She was looking over his head, towards the fight that was playing out above, and she stamped a foot to make her point. Ian read the signs and spun around with seconds to spare.

A pair of shining metal needles (Needles? Or spears? Were they swords...?) were flying deftly his way. And Ink's way. Oh gosh.

Seventeen years of instinct told Ian to book it, to change forms and get the heck outta the way, and his skin reacted out of reflex. Silvery black scales crawled up his neck as he shifted halfway before he consciously made the decision to stay. His entire past was working against him, but somehow the one year of being a Titan won out. He had someone to protect now.

"Ssstay down," Ian ordered in a feral hiss, rising somewhere between kneeling and standing to crouch in front of her, his makeshift fanged-brass-knuckles out and ready to attempt deflecting the offending weapons (Whatevertheywere). They weren't gonna have an easy time of running his girlfriend through, that was for sure.

Ian himself might be another story.

[Empathy]

Sun had covered only half the ground towards Robin when the Titan leader made his move, robing the monster of his footing. Great! But, alas, the victory was again short-lived: the formless creature rose again after a moan and a mock. But it had given Sun time to close in. Her star was now a simple white giant -and would probably not stay such much longer- when their enemy's next attack was launched.

Giant flying needles flew every which way. Conscious of the people behind her, Sun expanded her plasma as much as she could, stretching it rather thin. As a consequence, the needles buried deep into her star. She caught seven, but her star reacted violently to the foreign bodies. She didn't even have time to see if anyone else got hit by the projectiles. Her human body convulsed together with the star. There were pulses of light as they tried to generate the required heat to burn the foreign bodies. "Heh, I'm actually tired." A feeling Sun hadn't had in a long while.

She didn't know what would happen if she dropped unconscious. Would her selective heat turn off? Would she just keep burning the floor? It doesn't matter. "Backup coming." In response to Robin's message. Focusing her remaining energy output, Sun compressed her star, making a compact, blue dwarf.

It was hot, mobile but with little mass. All aggression, no defense. "Flying in." With the reduced size, the mutant girl was now like a shooting star, nearly instantly covering the remaining distance to the battle scene. She aimed for the core of the monster, the center of the evil force.
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Ink nodded muttering a single "aye" in reply to his question, with her rage gone she could feel the weight of the creatures she had called but the battle wasnt over yet. Robin was fighting for his life, and even though she knew it was still the same villain and he was clearly still out for blood the little Scot was able to keep her head this time around. Charmer was agitated and trying to draw their attention to something so Ink looked at what ever had annoyed the creature at the same time Ian did.

With a reaction time she would have time to be particularly proud of later the girl dropped and rolled to the left and out of the projectiles' path. Though she saw her foolishly brave boy hadn't done the same. Charmer turned and whipped her tail out at his knees, aiming to bring him down, even if he just stumbled, if he went down far enough then he could avoid getting shish-kebobed. The little lass popped up in a crouch just in time to see the flashes come from Sun's star, but the girl seemed to be ok since she kept moving towards her target to help Robin. Thats where they needed to be, working as a team to capture the fiend, no more stupid Scottish rage modes that endangered Ian and her team, but mostly Ian.

She placed her hand on the pages of her book and willed her broken Jayant back to his page, but the others could still be of help so she left them out. "They need our help." Ink said quickly looking between the fight and Ian, she would apologize profusely for those claw marks on his handsome cheecks at a safer date, "But ah'll follow yea, yer better at close quarters then ah am." she finished in one breath, speaking as quickly as was still understandable so they could get moving.

Now that she wasnt being a complete tosser she could actually be of some use to corner their foe.

[Silv]

Okay, so, gravity wasn't quite the force Robin had been hoping for. A hole punched into the floor not a few feet in front of him and Robin was caught dangerously close between the living spike-monster and the edge of the building. The boy's masked eyes widened as he glanced at the fall behind him. But it didn't matter. He'd figure out a safe way down when he needed to. Or someone would catch him. “You know,” Robin said as Disgaia was talking about killing people. “You're really awful at interrogation.” the boy was pretty sure the monster was up here because Robin had made himself the target by telling him that he knew where Naga was. Yet, the creature hadn't asked beyond that. This metal man, or whatever he was, had simply sing-songed about destroying things. He wasn't sure if he'd said the wrong thing, or if Disgaia had even been listening. Suddenly, the creature seemed to have decided on a method of killing everyone. Before Robin could do anything to stop it, the creature had released a volley of giant, metal spikes taunting that the Boy Wonder didn't have enough toys on his belt to save everyone. The boy whipped around, saving the lives of others more important than keeping himself from getting impaled, and pulled a birdarang from his belt in the same motion. Sun seemed to have her sector covered. Ink and Ian could fend for themselves. His birdarang arced towards one of the spikes headed for some very unlucky police officers and a civilian. It managed to hit two of the spikes, but it wasn't able to stop them all. “No!” he averted his eyes as three cops fell on his watch. The boy grit his teeth and spun back around towards Disgaia. The monster might have still been covered in spikes, but he was so going down. As he turned, the boy pulled out a freezing disk, releasing it at the demon as soon as he was certain that the trajectory was at least headed in the right direction. As the disk flew so did the boy. He flung himself upwards, gripping another pipe, and swinging himself around it to get out of Sun's way.

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The twisted monster just chuckled at Robins declaration of his poor interrogation skills. "You don't get it do you? I already told you what was going to happen until I get the damned giant hand-bag, I'm just mulling over my options of torment until you give in....." He frowned as his spread attack had mostly failed, his eyes locked on the few people he had actually managed to drop. "Only three more, have I really lost my touch?" He muttered to himself, his eyes moving to the closing Sun. "You brats are tougher then you look, you're still failing but tough....." He needed to get out of the way, that blue ball of fire and plasma was gonna sting. Normally he wouldn't give a damn about being hurt, but getting severely damaged would blow his cover.

So letting someone scratch the paint was rather detrimental to his task.

However, he was having a hard time moving. Disgaia also felt a rather chilling effect creeping over him. Looking down he saw ice rapidly spreading over his body from his feet, rooting him in place. With the Sun closing in, and his body being locked down he was running out of options fast. As his body was nearly completely coated his eyes, and his entire body began to glow with red light. "I.... Will not fall..... To a bunch of...." His words were cut off when the ice finally encased his head, leaving a rather demonic ice statue standing for a second. The intensity of the red light shot up exponentially as the ice cracked, and exploded from the pressure withing.

"BRATS!"

The metal armor that was covering the monster had expanded somewhat, having grown in order to shatter the ice. His body still aglow with a swirling vortex of red light. "This has gotten boring...." His voice was low, and annoyed as he glared at the Boy Wonder. Cracking filled the air as the floor under the demon shattered under him, letting him fall to the bottom of the building. However he did not stop there, in fact his body passed through the concrete foundation of the ruined building like as if it were water.

"Congratulations are in order, the Teen Titans have fended me off!" Echoed the demons voice, seemingly coming from everywhere. When in fact he was right under them, echoing his voice through small tunnels to each and every building on the street. "However, the night was not without.... Losses....." A dark chuckle followed the words. "However, this was just a taste of what is to come. The Titans, and the people know what I want. And if your cities protectors fail to meet my demands, then the slaughter will continue every night until they are....." More dark laughter filled the air. "Or the city runs out of people, whatever happens first...." Mad laughter echoed in the air as the demons voice faded away, and as did he.

For this night at least.