S.T.A.R. Labs // Midtown Jump City // 5 Hours Later
A break in at this newly opened scientific facility is sure to draw attention of the authorities. The interior of the building is riddled with searing laser holes and singing puddles of toxic slime. Plasmus, with a new more humanoid form, lead the assault with a team of Slade's upgraded robot Commando militia. His troops now have their own style of attack such the full frontal goons who laid waste to the lab technicians and security officers dumb enough to take on singlehandedly, to the long distance snipers who handled plasma rifles to fire from a distance with ruthless ease!
Plasmus was enjoying himself too much during this seemingly senseless raid. He lashes his prehensile arms about like whips to counter the oncoming strike team's gunfire and weaved through them like a giant shrieking snake before turning into an octopus-like structure to grab each officer and fling them more than 10 feet in the air or through the lab windows with the force of a cannonball!
"WE'RE GETTING CLOSE, BOYS!" Plasmus bellowed with his distorted gut-churning voice. "I CAN SMELL IT. TOO BAD OTTO'S MISSING ALL THE FUN. OH WAIT...LET'S ASK HIM."
From his thrusted chest, Plasmus's slimy exterior melts apart to unveil the boy in question: Otto, Plasmus's host body now held captive by this sewage mutate.
He was bound inside the toxic contents with his lower body immobilized from his waist down and his arms restrained up. The young man gasps his loudest with his big brown eyes wide in shock and terror from the sensation. He breathes groans painfully as the monster's ooze seeped from the veins of his forearms and thighs.
"Aaaaaghh!!! What are you....unnnnghh... doing now?" Otto groaned as he struggled to move inside Plasmus's interior. "You're wrecking labs now? What's Slade planning?"
His answer came when Plasmus stretched his neck to bob around like a Cobra until he was face-to-face with a frightened Otto.
"DON'T KNOW, DON'T CARE, BOY."
Otto shuddered. He looked around to see the wreckage and mayhem Plasmus and the Commandos were leaving. Otto never agreed to this. He's no criminal, just a victim of circumstance that keep getting worse. Clenching his fists, the kid grumbled: "Why is this happening to me?"
In that moment, Otto grimaced and scolded at Plasmus's lime bulbous eyes.
"Do whatever you want, just don't go hurting anyone else." he says, almost dejected.
That was but a glimpse of whatever willpower Otto projected at Plasmus like he was the dominant one.
"MUSIC TO MY EARS!"
With that, Plasmus instantly enveloped his chest again to silence Otto, who from his brief moment of bravado, screams for mercy once he's engulfed in the monster's thick slime!
With his feeble human body stifled, Plasmus retook command of Slade's men and proceeded further into the lab's lower echelons.
Down here, a myriad of bioweapons and chemical components were kept here in this massive storage area. Each device was placed behind a keycard activated display case guarded by reinforced plexiglass.
Once this raiding party descended to this floor, one Commando approached Plasmus and held up a comm device.
Slade's voice chimed in on the other side:
"I forgot you're not so subtle. No matter, by now you must've reached the S.T.A.R. Labs trophy room. Bring me the equipment for Phase 2. And don't mess it up."
Plasmus let out a gargled growl of annoyance. He didn't care about collateral damage nor whatever slip ups may occur. All that mattered was increasing his power and to keep Otto in check.
The Commandos proceeded to sweep through the storage field. Moving down aisles of locked up weapons and tools made by the world's best and brightest, the team finally found their prize: a canister holding vials of turquoise fluids. Using a stolen keycard from one of the downed scientists, the Commando in charge swiped the scan lock and the case door propped open with a hydraulic hiss and a vapor of compressed air. The goons seized the canister as well as another item, a sort of chemical synthesizer.
"SCORE."
Soon enough, the heist is interrupted by a volley of red energy blasts that riddled a few of the Commandos until they collapsed. Who could be brazen enough to attack Plasmus and a handful of Slade's men?
Only the Teen Titans.
Plasmus lunged forward and morphed his arm into a flail construct to attack the first Titan he sees. But to his shock, it wasn't!
It was a young woman in her late teens with a slender athletic build, olive skin, black hair in microbraid locks up in a ponytail. She wore a S.T.A.R. Labs lab coat over her plainclothes that consisted of a green shirt with a tribal Māori flower print, blue jeans, and slip on sneakers. Boldly enough, this girl, this powerless civilian, had the recklessness to throw herself into harm's way.
She exhibited this with one pugnacious line:
"Kia ora, uglies!" she called out in her New Zealand accent. "Nobody's jacking our lab today!"
"THIS IS UNEXPECTED!" Plasmus snickered with wicked glee. "THE TITANS ARE RUNNING LATE, BUT YOU'LL BE MORE OF A CHALLENGE, WON'T YOU?
With that, Plasmus lunges forward with a shrilling howl that echoes the whole storage. Gaining her focus, the female scientist leaps off the catwalk she was on and lands on a display case before leaping to the ground with quick dexterity.
"Whoo! This place better pay me extra for this slithering gank pile!" the girl huffed as she dashed through the storage aisles. "Time to earn my keep!"
She comes close to Slade's Commandos and fires a couple of shots before delivering a swift roundhouse kick to one she blew apart.
"Yeah! I'm all that an' brains too, tinnies!"
Once the mutate pursuing her crashes his way through countless stored up components, the girl grabs a makeshift hand grenade she was carrying before she started shooting from her lab coat pocket. With the rifle in hand, she takes aim at Plasmus who corners her to a corner, only for her to shoot a nearby cluster of liquid nitrogen cannisters that spray the slime mutate with it's chemical deep-six contents. Within minutes Plasmus turns from a rampaging slime monster to a horrid ice sculpture.
With the grenade in hand, the valiant female pulls the pin and rolls it across the floor like a bowling ball.
"Rest in pieces from Sophie Turei!" she finally introduced twirling the plasma rifle.
Once the grenade made contact and detonated, Plasmus's frozen chassis exploded into exploding lumps of slime and smog. The force alone from the blast knocked the girl back a few feet and over some overturned equipment. Thankfully, she was uninjured.
"Ugh! Whoo! That bomb had a little too much kick--what the...
From the mounds of toxic slime and goop, Sophie discovers the Otto's sleeping body among Plasmus's remains.
The young man clad in his black swim briefs was strewn in the wreckage and mutated remains. In his stupor as he snored. Out like a light. Sophie on the other hand was aghast.
"A...boy.?" She pondered softly.
Seeing this docile kid sleeping after being released from Plasmus made her drop her cocky demeanor by a thousand. Sophie began to approach Otto while he's asleep. Kneeling down to him, she took a sample of Plasmus's ooze into a vial that's lying around from the skirmish.
Looking at Otto's sleeping face, Sophie reached her hand out to touch his slime covered face.
"Who are you, son?"
Without warning, Otto stopped snoring and opened his eyes wide! The two shocked each other as they made eye contact.
"You need to leave. Run! Save yourself!" Otto frantically pleaded. Squinting his eyes shut, Otto tries his hardest to hold Plasmus back with all his will. "I don't...ahhh....think---uhhh!! He's too strong...Uhhh!!!!"
Within seconds, he then felt it again with a grunt. Groaning and panting heavily, a deluge of surging fluids overcame Otto as it made his body twist and convulse his whole torso uncontrollably as the sensation went to his extremities. Plasmus was beginning to take control again.
As Otto groaned and grunted throughout this process, Sophie, frightened and confused, tried to calm him down.
"Oi, stay calm, mate. I'll get a doctor, he'll--"
In a matter of seconds, Plasmus remerged from Otto's body with a piercing shriek. Sophie doubled back and dove behind a flipped examination table to watch in horror as the boy she just met get swallowed into Plasmus. The last she sees of him is his helpless expression as the mutate envelopes the boy once more.
In a rage, Plasmus rams a hole through the ground and dives into the crevice.
As he escapes, Sophie tries in vain to stop the monster from getting away. But she was too late.
Plasmus has already made his way underground and into the sewage system below.
"NO!!" she cried out as the creature disappears into the darkness of the city's underbelly. "Come back! I-- dammit. Who...are you?"
As she hangs her head in disappointment, the police arrive on the scene.
Flashing her S.T.A.R. Labs clearance badge, Sophie goes along with the tactical unit. She becomes even more upset to find that Slade's Commando droids have also taken two vital pieces of machinery.
"The Synthesizer and those vials? What would anyone do with those. " Sophie pondered aloud as she walked through the mess of broken glass and frozen sewage. "But more importantly, who was that boy? It looked like he needs help."
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Reversal: A Teen Titans Story
FanfictionA year after "Things Change," the Titans are back in action, battling their fiercest enemies and saving lives. But now, they face a new challenge. The toxic deviant Plasmus has joined forces with Slade and is determined to break free from his human...
