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"Friend, you don't have to do this...we can help y-"

"SHUT UP!"

Torrential rain poured down upon Jump City, lightening lighting up the night sky as thunder roared out in deafening bellows. The wind howled and whipped so that those talking had to yell just to be heard, even though they were only standing a few yards apart from each other.

Six people stood in the middle of the bridge leading out of the city- one staring down the other five and vice versa. To one side- blocking the road out of the city, were five people that were unmistakeable. The heroic young Teen Titans. On the other- glaring and covered in blood was a young girl with hair just as red as the stains on her hands.

"Get outta me way or I'll move ya myself! I'll take you all out- the same i did them! You all responsible! IS YOUR FAULT 'E'S DEAD!"

"What happened was wrong...but you killed people just the same- we can't let you run, but we can help you if you let us." The boy wonder tried to calm the screaming girl as the rain pattered down harder still. The rest of the group looking around warily as hail began to join the weather party.

She only stared at him for what seemed much longer then it really was, closing her eyes turning her head away. "Heh..." was all she muttered before raising an accusing finger to him, staring him down through her soaked hair that was clinging to her grim expressioned face. "You nothin but a lil' snot, wot don't know nuthin 'bout nuthin." The storm practically devoured her cockney coated words as she continued her frown only spreading into a rage that seemed to reflect the storm itself. "Where were ya when 'e needed you? When a cop gunned down me father where were ya? There's a bunch of 'eros for ya... flash a badge and you can get away with murder ya can. Sum'on wot 'as a sketchy past, oh its alright ta let 'im die, god forbid they' killea get the same in return. Well forget that load a bollocks! I aint playin that game no more! Now I'll say it one more time, outta me way or a'll make ya move."

"Crossfire, That's not-" Beastboy began but was cut off as a baton struck him head on between the eyes knocking him back off his feet, Crossfire looking to him like he had just spit poison at her.

"Crossfire is dead."

It was the last thing from the girls mouth before she turned rushing for the edge of the bridge. The whole group darted after her as she made a swan dive off the edge, into the churning waters below. A violent bolt crashed down on the bridge, shaking its supports making everyone fumble and look- no one hurt nothing damaged, but the girl known as Crossfire it would seem- was gone for good.

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"Friend, you don't have to do this...we can help y-"

"SHUT UP!"

Torrential rain poured down upon Jump City, lightening lighting up the night sky as thunder roared out in deafening bellows. The wind howled and whipped so that those talking had to yell just to be heard, even though they were only standing a few yards apart from each other.

Six people stood in the middle of the bridge leading out of the city- one staring down the other five and vice versa. To one side- blocking the road out of the city, were five people that were unmistakeable. The heroic young Teen Titans. On the other- glaring and covered in blood was a young girl with hair just as red as the stains on her hands.

"Get outta me way or I'll move ya myself! I'll take you all out- the same i did them! You all responsible! IS YOUR FAULT 'E'S DEAD!"

"What happened was wrong...but you killed people just the same- we can't let you run, but we can help you if you let us." The boy wonder tried to calm the screaming girl as the rain pattered down harder still. The rest of the group looking around warily as hail began to join the weather party.

She only stared at him for what seemed much longer then it really was, closing her eyes turning her head away. "Heh..." was all she muttered before raising an accusing finger to him, staring him down through her soaked hair that was clinging to her grim expressioned face. "You nothin but a lil' snot, wot don't know nuthin 'bout nuthin." The storm practically devoured her cockney coated words as she continued her frown only spreading into a rage that seemed to reflect the storm itself. "Where were ya when 'e needed you? When a cop gunned down me father where were ya? There's a bunch of 'eros for ya... flash a badge and you can get away with murder ya can. Sum'on wot 'as a sketchy past, oh its alright ta let 'im die, god forbid they' killea get the same in return. Well forget that load a bollocks! I aint playin that game no more! Now I'll say it one more time, outta me way or a'll make ya move."

"Crossfire, That's not-" Beastboy began but was cut off as a baton struck him head on between the eyes knocking him back off his feet, Crossfire looking to him like he had just spit poison at her.

"Crossfire is dead."

It was the last thing from the girls mouth before she turned rushing for the edge of the bridge. The whole group darted after her as she made a swan dive off the edge, into the churning waters below. A violent bolt crashed down on the bridge, shaking its supports making everyone fumble and look- no one hurt nothing damaged, but the girl known as Crossfire it would seem- was gone for good.