Sentinel spent the next twenty minutes in total silence. There was a lot on his mind; mostly all the things that had happened in such a short time frame. The team had only been together for a few weeks. Not even a month. Yet so much had happened. There was the battle with Lobo and the alien mech suit, that ended with Isaac taking matters into his own hands and screwing things up, as per freakin' usual. The city being invaded by an army of what was assumed to be zombies, yet turned out to be normal people who had been transformed into life sucking parasites. These same parasites caused the deaths of Lock and Load. Sentinel hadn't know the girls very well, but...But he had watched them die. They were totally torn apart. Limb from limb, blood flowing like a river of gore. Sia's intestines had been scattered across the floor of the T-Wing when one of the creatures ripped her stomach open. Gem had all of her limbs and her head forcefully pulled from her body, bone snapped and broken by the inhuman strength of the monsters. [i][color=6ecff6]Oh God...[/color][/i] Sentinel thought. He nearly tripped over a rock as his mind wandered to the horrific details of his fellow Titans' deaths. At least the asshole who had started it all was dead. Simone made sure of that; one clean shot, from the safety and comfort of the vents; where she doubtlessly hid, undetected, without telling her teammates where she was. Not telling them they could hide. Maybe...Maybe if Pistolera hadn't run off-

[color=6ecff6][i]Focus. Remember your mission.[/i][/color]

The mission. More like a fool's errand. President Luthor had declared the Teen Titans enemies of the United States once it was revealed that the beings that had attacked San Francisco were humans underneath all of the fangs, claws and blood. The Titans had been attacked, and they defended themselves accordingly. But of course, it's all their fault. A bunch of stupid teenagers should have known the difference between zombies you [i]can [/i]save and zombies you [i]can't [/i]save! It's so simple! They obviously committed mass murder on purpose. That has to be it. Logically speaking, of course. Sentinel wouldn't have gone berserk at the brutal murder of his friends unless he knew that he was killing a bunch of innocent people. Right? [color=6ecff6][i]NO! NOT RIGHT! NOT RIGHT AT ALL! I had no idea what I was doing. If I had known- if I had the smallest inkling that they were still aliv-

Who am I kidding?

I'm a murderer.[/i][/color]

Sentinel and Accelerate had arrived in Star City. The home of the famous hero, Green Arrow: the world's greatest archer. [color=6ecff6][i]Maybe we'll run into him while we're here? [/i][/color]Sentinel thought, his mind allowing a small, minuscule piece of hope escape into the front of the Kryptonians consciousness.[color=6ecff6][i] He could help us. If he's anything like Kara describes, Green Arrow wouldn't waste a chance to give Luthor's regime the finger by helping out a bunch of teen fugitives. [/i][/color] As the heroes got closer to their destination, Rufus signaled Sentinel to stop. Kid Krypto begrudgingly complied. He'd had a minute to let his depression die down. Now Isaac had the chance to be mad at Rufus again.[color=6ecff6][i] What a douchebag.[/i][/color] Isaac had poured his guts to Accelerate, hoping the speedster would see Isaac's dilemma and offer some kind of inspiring advice. Fat chance. Accelerate seemed to blame Isaac for everything that had happened. Worse, Rufus said that Sentinel had [i]whined. [color=6ecff6]I don't whine.[/color][/i] Rufus and Isaac made their way into a nearby alley and hid away from any prying eyes. 

"I don't feel right about any of this. Use your super senses and figure out what's going on, both with the team and in the surroundings. I don't wanna risk bringing Luthor right to the team if we can help it. You gotta be our eyes and ears."

So Sentinel focused.

He closed his eyes and opened his ears. Sound distorted for a moment as Isaac's mental blocks allowed Isaac access to his full power. He could hear everything. Ten blocks from where they were standing, a couple was arguing about rent. Eight blocks, a small dog was barking. The houses next to them, though? There wasn't a thing they could hide. Once Isaac filtered through the useless sounds, such as televisions, radios, and footsteps, Isaac began to work. He was listening for specific things. Whispers. Radio communication. If anyone was spying on them, he'd hear the gain from their audio equipment. Across the street, he could hear the other Titans..

"My vote goes to Pistolera, she is the only one who has made any sense in this whole mess." That was Zane. What was he talking about? Votes?  "Back at the tower I said that when we voted for leadership I'd gladly step down. That was before shit hit the fan. Now I'm just keeping my pride in tact and proudly stepping down." Ah, now Sentinel understood. Sort of. There's some sort of leadership dispute, and they chose to resolve it by voting. Why didn't they wait until Rufus, Isaac, and Eric got back? Perhaps they underestimated their speed. Eric isn't exactly a speedster himself. That's gotta be it. "So now that, that's settled, what's the plan now?"

Sentinel looked back at Accelerate, placing his mental blocks back up. The tidal wave of sound became little more than a buzzing in Isaac's ear. He'd learned to ignore the buzzing when he was younger. If only it was as easy to control his emotions as it was to control his senses, Isaac could get a handle on his other powers. That's why he struggles with using too much force: emotion. When Sentinel frees himself from the binds of frustration, anger, or even livid rage, everything becomes so much clearer. So much easier to understand. To control. "We're clear." Sentinel told Rufus. He didn't bother with X-ray vision. There was actually a shower running two houses down and he didn't want to impose. "There's nothing weird nearby. Come on." Sentinel looked at all the windows and made sure no one was looking outside before he sped across the street into an alley. He switched to X-Ray vision and gave the building the once-over (although he made sure to avoid looking too far left: the house with the shower was over there) before stepping over to a nearby dumpster. He pushed the dumpster out of the way with the greatest of ease before bending down and looking at the wall. Sentinel placed a hand on one of the bricks and pushed; if he had to guess, the only way to get the brick to move was to deliberately push with all of your might. If you happened to be human, anyway.

A small, square hole opened in the wall. It was just large enough for a grown man to squeeze through. Sentinel glanced back at Accelerate before sliding into the hole. When the Kryptonian stepped out, he found himself in a three-foot tall crawl space under a stairwell. The 'hallway' led down into what appeared to be an actual room. Sentinel ducked down and made his way inside, standing to his full height of 6'1. He was in a room made entirely of metal, with a large reinforced metal door and a camera being the only thing inside. Isaac knocked on the door, stepping into clear view of the camera. [color=6ecff6]"It's us!" He yelled.[/color] When someone came to the door, he stepped inside and nodded in their direction before approaching the rest of the group. [color=6ecff6]"You guys heard from Eric yet?"[/color] He asked, glancing over at Rhea before quickly averting his gaze.

[color=6ecff6][i]I promised to do better...Then I go and attack the military. Rao, she must be so disappointed. I promised her and my uncle that I'd straighten myself out.[/i][/color]