A Close Encounter (OPEN: Titans)

It was a rather chilly morning in Jump City. Not so cold that you would need to wear extra layers, but there was a chilling breeze about the place. As we head to the docks that the Titan Tower overlooks, down one of the various back alleys was Spyra. The alley was very dark, with trash and fishing nets and so forth scattered throughout; even some graffiti that read ‘Hydra!’. Spyra was sat back, slumped against some trash cans with flies buzzing around, scavenging for a snack.

She was rather dreary eyed, having woken up a few moments ago. Her vigilante costume seemed to be ripped in a few places, merely the nature of the job really. Holding her aching head for a few moments as she leaned forward a tad, she soon slumped back, closing her eyes as she looked to the sky. What happened? Well, I suppose that is what a few flashbacks are for.

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A dark sky had settled over the large city of Jump. It was the opportune time for criminals to operate, using the cover of darkness as best they may. A prime location in the City, would have Spyra stood atop it, close to the edge as she glanced about for any trouble perhaps going on. It seemed rather peaceful, rather calm – a strange feeling to get around here really. Then she heard it, a noise; as she turned around, an explosion. It occurred just in front of her, and had enough impact to knock her from the roof to the ground below. Landing on the hard concrete, Spyra was surrounded with some debris; parts of the building that had been blown off, along with some shattered glass around her. As she rolled onto her back, about to sit up; a huge spotlight would blare down upon her, an incredible flare of light; blinding almost. Spyra covered her eyes, trying to see what it was. All she could really do was listen, and what she heard was the sound of footsteps as several soldiers lined the surrounding roofs, each armed and ready to take aim. A helicopter was also heard, the source of the light. From a loud speaker she heard a voice, a familiar voice.

“This is Doctor James McCall. We have come to collect you, you don’t belong here, out in the open world. It’s time you came back home, to see your father. We have two ways of doing this, the choice is yours”

This was of course one of the lead scientists, hired by her father to engineer her in a lab. Her father was a rogue type general in the US Military. So the troops seemed nothing too out of the ordinary. Alas, the flashlight dimmed, Spyra was now able to get up to her feet, a little worse for wear I suppose. A quick scan of the area, she looked around at the surrounding military personnel. A glare in her eyes, Spyra made a quick dash away. She began belnding into the environment, and thus the soldiers began just shooting at random; hoping to get a hit. Spyra had used this opportunity to dash into the shadows, staying out of the firing line. Once again the voice of the helicopter spoke out.

“STOP SHOOTING! SHE’S GONE! I want this entire area searched from top the bottom. Bring her back unharmed, she’s worth more than the lot of you combined! Oh, and if you are listening… We will find you, and you shall return home. You can’t hide forever. We know your every move, remember. We created you”

At the orders of the head honcho, the soldiers dispersed to do a sweep of the area. It was becoming a rather nightmarish night for the young vigilante.

At this point Spyra woke up after having drifted off for a bit. She was still aching, hurting from the events of the night before. Grabbing her shoulder, she gritted her teeth. Sitting back, drifting off again.

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As we return to the flashback, it seems to be a different moment in time. Spyra was atop one of the rooftops, crouched down as she looked down upon some of the troops below. They seemed to be looking everywhere, on a timed patrol. The helicopter flew by every few moments, doing an aerial sweep as the spotlight loomed down upon the city. A noise, she glanced towards the doorway leading to the roof. A flashlight, it appeared as though a couple of guards were coming up to check the roof. Spyra began to blend into the surroundings. The two stepped onto the roof, unaware of the vigilante lurking. The two spread out, deciding to cover half of the roof each. One of them appeared tobe peering down every so often, checking just under the ledge. But of course, she wasn’t there. The other would go to do the same, but before he could. Found himself grabbed from behind with a sleeper like hold, Spyra threw him away, forcing his gun to drop. Once back to his feet, he charged at Spyra who rolled under the forearm strike of the guy. She then grabbed him from behind, spinning around to use as a human shield as the other guard shot a burst of a round at him. Throwing one guard to the ground, Spyra leapt at the other, he had to reload and thus open to attack. A flying kick threw the air sent that one stumbling off the roof, falling off onto two below. Of course, this generated a lot of attention as the chopper now loomed overhead. It was armed, and thus began firing at Spyra with its Gatling gun. Spyra began to spring away, running across the rooftop and leaping to another as gunfire just barely clipped her. Alas the gunfire stopped, as the helicopter took off. It reappeared just in front of her, as she was out of roof to run along. Again, she heard the voice call out to her.

“I told you that you can’t hide. Return with us at your father’s wishes, like the good girl you are”

Gritting her teeth, Spyra opted to run at the helicopter, full speed as she leapt off the building; only just managing to grab hold of the landing skids. With one arm clasped around the skid, she swung about as the helicopter began to move, trying to shake her off. The troops below would shoot into the sky, very reluctant as not to damage the chopper too much. As the helicopter was in flight over Jump City, Spyra managed to swing herself up so she was standing on the landing skid, leaning back against the chopper as it sped through the air. From there, she grabbed the door, yanking it open. The pilot went to swing at her, but she narrowly avoided; striking back with a quick punch of her own. Grabbing him by the back of the head, she smashed him into the helicopter controls before throwing him out, sending him to fall to the ground. The helicopter was slowly decreasing in altitude, beginning to sink towards the ground. Spyra grabbed hold of the lead scientist; sat in the passenger seat. She didn’t attack him, but instead gave him a message.

“When you see Daddy, you can tell him to leave me alone or I’ll start hunting him…”

The scientist was of course frightened, simply nodding as Spyra held him by the collar. Noticing the helicopter getting lower and lower to the ground, Spyra stepped back out onto the landing skid. A wave good bye, she leapt backwards from it, falling down herself. This was on the edge of town, and thus the helicopter slowly crashed into the ground outside. The result of the crash unknown, as one Spyra began that fall to the ground; the flashback ended as she awoke again.

Eyes wide open now, Spyra breathed heavy for a few moments before settling down. It was difficult, and a strain; but she managed to pick herself up. Walking out from the alley, she arrived on the edge of the docks. A glance across, and there appeared to be Titan Tower. Spyra then remembered what Grace had said, about joining the Teen Titans. After last night, it may be a wise choice; doesn’t hurt to have allies, especially when you have a military mad father after you. Tired, exhausted and hurt, Spyra staggered off to find a way over to the island.

Sometime after, she arrived at the foot of the island. The tower certainly looked more daunting, it’s shadow looming over her was just so intimidating. Holding her shoulder, and still not looking her best. Spyra staggered up towards the front door. As she arrived, she knocked a good two or three times, awaiting an answer; though she clearly needed a rest. Slumped back against the wall beside the door, she sank to the ground, sitting back against it.

"Yup"

Spyra would say, brushing the hair back that covered her eyes. Slowly, and with reluctance. Spyra would pull herself up to her feet, reaching a vertical base. A sigh of relief, she went on to talk; rubbing her left shoulder a few times as she happened to do so.

"I don't know if it's a bad time, or what. But..."

Reaching into her back pocket, Spyra revealed a Titan Communicator; given to her by Grace. She wasn't much of a talker, so assumed herself and Tara were kind of on the same wavelength.

As she had been gestured to enter, Spyra did so. Stepping through the front door, into the lobby. From there she followed Tara through the tower, wherever she was being led. She stayed a few steps behind Tara, looking about, a bit curious as they walked along. Being asked a question, Spyra decided she would display what she can do, rather than just say it.

"Well for one, this"

Spyra's body/outfit would blend into the surroundings, changing as they walked along; near invisible. Yes, no need to worry. She won't be blasting holes in the Tower.

"Let's just say, I had a little Family reunion..."

That was the best answer she felt comfortable enough with giving. She wasn't about to open up a can of crazy about how she was created, and who was after her. Not worth bothering with for the time being. Of course Spyra had returned to her usual visible state once Tara had been given a chance to see the power for herself. Though her eyes had changed color now; one green, one hazel.

"So... anyone else around? Seems a little quiet"