Thought of this while walking the dog. I was bored so no flames.
I don't own Teen Titans. Saying that is getting old.
"Go!" The man leapt out of the alley and grabbed the blond boy. He pressed a rag to his face to knock him out then dragged him into the darkness.
Back in their hide out the boy was coming to. He looked around startled. A man stepped forward.
"Alright." He said. "You're going to tell us all you know about the Teen Titans and their weakness."
The boy just stared at him.
"Tell us what you know!" The man demanded.
The boy pointed to his throat.
"You can't talk?" He questioned.
The boy nodded.
The man turned to the other man standing behind him.
"Great job!" He snarled. "You had to grab the Titan that can't talk!"
"Heh heh sorry." The man said sheepishly.
"I don't have time for this." The man groaned. "Go get another Titan. NOW!"
The man scrambled off in terror.