Titans at Ocean Deep (Titans Thread)

The ringing on hotwire’s communicator lead him to go to the main ops room to answer a Priority Crimson alert. This one was from the Navy. When the navy needs you… you know something big is going down. He played the message, and after some deliberation, he decided this would require a team effort from everyone. This had the potential to be something serious, and if it was… they would need all the power they could get.

The call would play on the communicators of every titan in the tower, or on patrol, telling them to report to the Op room ASAP. Upon everyone being gathered, hotwire would begin.

“Alright guys. We have a big one. This will require everyone to pitch in here, so listen carefully, because we’re going on a little trip.” He would wait for someone to ask where to, and then respond “To the mid-Atlantic.”

He snapped his fingers and the message from the navy official would play out.

“Hello Titans. I am Admiral Braddock of the U.S Navy. And we require your assistance.” He began an image of a research boat about the 3 times the size of the T-Jet appeared on screen. “Two weeks ago, we lost contact with one of our research ships.  They reported a mysterious fog bank when all communications were lost. They were researching a mysterious anomaly in the mid-Atlantic, and were about a day from the anomalies location when they disappeared.  It was imperative for us to find the ship.” He took a pause

“We sent a small cruiser out to find our lost vessel. However, yesterday it too reported a mysterious fog bank before all communications cut out. We have decided to request outside help to avoid losing any more of our own ships in those waters. The last known coordinates of both ships and the anomaly are attached to this transmission. Between the findings of the research vessel, and the military knowledge aboard the cruiser, it could prove catastrophic if in the wrong hands. The US Navy is counting on you. Please render any assistance you can. Braddock out.”

And with that the message ended.

“So that’s that everyone. The T-Jet is ready to go, and I made the necessary submarine preparation just in case. As soon as everyone is ready. We leave. Any questions?”

Water. It had to be water. If they went underwater Ravian would be near useless. His light beams range was ruined in the water, due to refraction. And kinetic beams, well, goggles couldn't be in the way and try opening your eyes in salt water. Not. Fun. Sure he could get around thanks to his flight, but that was it. He hoped nothing big happened under the water. A nice...semiaquatic threat would be great.

"Not unless you consider directly off of Florida halfway into the Atlantic...that's probably why this is so weird, nothing is in the middle of the Atlantic but water." This was sounding less semiaquatic by the moment. "And...uh, is there any way we won't need the submarine?" Ravian questioned. They were going to the middle of the ocean, so unless they found a secret island owned by some supervillain(something he liked to think was actually pretty likely.) they'd be using their jet to enter the water, or as their only platform.

"And....juuust to be clear, we have no idea what's going on and if we can't extract the ship we should just...blow it up right? Any ideas on what to do with the crew if it comes down to that?"

"We probably won't need the submarine Rav. Same goes for the scuba gear and wetsuits. If we find this ships, I doubt we'll have to do any underwater searching... but just like the sub setting on the T-Jet, I brought specialized Deep-Sea Scuba gear just in case." He said, a set of 4 similar wetsuits, with their designs.

"My own design. Each one is built to be able to interface with at least one of your powers in mind, so you won't be completely dead in the water. Usage instructions are in your wetsuit lockers on the Jet." He continued. He waited for a few more moments, it seemed there were no more questions.

"And on that note, finish up whatever you have to do in here, and meet in the jet. Your cockpit will have a door that's rather easy to identify. And I guess with that..." He said pausing before looking up and smirking, before calmly saying "Titans Go."

Ravian looked up at the jet. Though he didn't bring it up, he had seen many, many, many ships like this in his days, used to get him up to low atmosphere so he could take himself to space. His current job was a lot more exciting than blowing up meteors and pushing asteroids though.

He gave a raised eyebrow to Hotwire and Damian. It seemed odd that they were so sure their search for a missing ship wouldn't end up going underwater at some point. He would have a big 'I told you so." Saved up, just in case. Hopefully Hotwire had some suspicion he didn't know about though. Ravian, despite loving to swim, would be happy to stay dry over the course of this mission. "yeah,I hope it'll be okay." he said warily. He hoped that didn't jinx anything.

He then flew off to explore the exterior of the jet, looking for his cockpit. He found it easily enough. "Alright!" he said, slipping I got the little room. "Lets get airborn!"

"We should have everything we need guys. As I said, I made sure to prepack all the gear we should need." He said. "So let's go." He said.clambering into his cockpit. When the others were in position, he would fire up the engines, and after a quick minute long preflight setup, they were airborn.

As they were flying from west to east, they gained a few hours, and by the time they were over the Atlantic, it was evening. Hotwire began to scan the area. Oddly enough... he picked up the navy cruiser with ease. It wasn't too far from where it should be.

"It looks like we found our little dinghy. I'm going to take us down and land on the deck" Hotwire said, as he proceeded to do just that. Upon landing, he would be the first off the Jet. But he would wait for the others before giving any orders.

Ravian stayed awake the entire trip. It had taken a lot of will power and liberal use of singing Bohemian Rhapsody aloud, but he did it. Upon arrival he looked around "So...it didn't sink, we're doing a good job so far!" Ravian said, clapping his hands together as he floated out of his seat.

Nothing was insanely out of place. He wondered if they would be needing to cut holes in the hull to let trapped people out. Maybe it was just sinking reeeaaaallly slowly...and not listing at all. So...the guys had been right, no underwater mission! "No crew huh....well gang it looks like we got a mystery on our hands! Who wants to split up?" he said. There was never a bad time for a Scooby Doo reference, even when dozens or hundreds of lives may have been lost. Well, they definitely already were 'lost'(literally), the question was whether they would stay that way.

"Seriously though, are we gonna have to go below deck?"

"Agreed. Lux, Dragon, you look down below. Flux and I will head upwards and see if we can't find a way to get into the bridge. From there, we'll try to establish ship to shore communications we meet back at the Jet in one hour." Hotwire explained. "Take these." handing out a small set of what looked like rubber balls. "Keep it on hand. It's a specially treated compact floatation device. It will only react with ocean water, so if you fall overboard, you'll be able to stay afloat." He explained. This was a safety precaution, and one that wasn't too much of a hastle.

"Let's get investigating." Hotwire said cracking his knuckles.