The Titans are gathered before the screen, which shows Slade's face. He is in some sort of industrial area.
Slade: Good morning, Teen Titans. I do hope I didn't wake you.
Beast Boy: What are you, an insomniac? Who calls at five in the morning-
Raven elbows him in the side to cut him off.
Robin: What do you want?
Slade: Well, that's precisely what you've been trying to find out, isn't it? And in spite of all your efforts, you're still in the dark about my intentions. Disappointing, Robin. I expected a little more from you.
Robin: Like I care what you-
Slade: But since you've been unable to discover my plan, I suppose I'll just have to reveal it myself.
Pan away from him on the end of this line. Two of his commando robots are standing next to a large object covered with a tarp.
Slade: I'm sure you're all familiar with the concept of a Chronoton Detonator.
The tarp is pulled away as he says this. Underneath it is a large, egg-like piece of machinery with a couple of red lights set into its surface. The upper portion telescopes toward the ceiling, giving a view of the circuitry inside and more sets of lights.
Cyborg: No!
Starfire gasps.
Raven: Uh-oh.
Beast Boy: No way! Um, what's a crouton detonator?
No one seems to hear Beast Boy, however they pick up on y/n's question.
y/n: What can you see?
Starfire: A Chronoton Detonator. It eradicates all chronotrons within a localized area, utterly destroying the temporal component of the space-time continuum.
Beast Boy: Hmm?
Raven: It stops time. Permanently.
Beast Boy cries out and faints.
Cyborg: If he triggers that thing downtown, it'll freeze-frame the entire city.
Robin: Tell me where!
Slade: You're a clever boy, Robin. I'm sure you and your little friends can figure it out. However, since I control the detonation, time is not on your side.
The screen fills with static, and Robin slams a fist down on the computer keyboard with a frustrated grunt. Now the window has cleared.
Robin: Fan out! Find it! Shut it down!
He storms toward the door, but Beast Boy and Cyborg move to block his path.
Beast Boy: Hey, uh, maybe you should stay here and coordinate the search.
Robin: What?
Cyborg: Man, when it comes to Slade, you've got issues.
Cyborg has pointed a finger at Robin's temple and is twirling it in the classic "this guy has a screw loose" gesture.
Cyborg: Might be better for the team if you sit this one out.
Robin: No. There's too much at stake for me to-
Starfire: -Robin...
He stops at her mention of his name.
Robin: I made a mistake, Starfire. It won't happen again. I can handle it. I promise.
