DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS!

She sat on the train, awaiting arrival into Jump City. Rose Wilson was a pretty girl of about seventeen years old, with beautiful snow-white hair and piercing blue eyes. She had the build of a gymnast, due to the years of training she had invested in her life. Her father had died here, at the hands of a team of misfits called the Teen Titans. She understood he was an evil man and probably deserved it, but she didn't care. They had tampered with her family and for that, they had to pay. She had made an obsessive hobby of studying the Titans since her father died, had done as much research on their pasts, their powers and their faults as she could. The day he had died, the battle had been recorded on a hidden camera in his now destroyed lair, and the footage that was miraculously found, had been sent to her by Wintergreen, which allowed her to piece together the information needed to analyze which members of the Titans were most directly the cause of his death. She understood a girl named Terra had indeed been the assailant in this situation. She was the first target above all others. She also understood Terra's betrayal of her father wouldn't have come about if it wasn't for the youngest member of the team, Beast Boy, a shapeshifter. She watched the footage on her phone and saw the pathetic green boy plead with the stupid girl, watched her destroy Slade with the very lair he had called home. The very sight of it all made her eyes sting and her chest ache. Tears fell from her eyes as she turned the phone off, unable to watch anymore.

"Now arriving to Jump City," The voice boomed over the loudspeaker.

Rose wiped her eyes on her sleeve and proceeded to gather up her belongings. She placed her phone in her pocket and stood up, slinging her knapsack over her shoulder, grabbing onto a railing of the train to keep herself steady. Within five minutes, she was walking off the train, towards Wintergreen, her father's butler. He greeted her with the loving embrace of an uncle.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked her, concern noticeable in his old feeble voice.

Rose stared up into the man's eyes.

"More than anything," She replied, defiantly.

Wintergreen nodded sadly. He lead her to a limousine, destined to take them to her father's old mansion. The driver opened the back door for the young girl, who entered the limo without a word of thanks and she settled into her seat as Wintergreen settled into the seat next to her. When Slade had died, Wintergreen and Rose were the sole heirs of his fortune. Wintergreen had been very appreciative of this but felt Rose deserved all of it, seeing as she was his daughter. He looked over at his young 'niece' and studied her with his old eyes. He had decided, for the sake of her father, that he would help her as much as he could.

"How do you plan on dismantling the Titans?" He asked, eager to hear her plan.

Rose didn't answer right away. She stared out the window of the limo, studying the city's many buildings. Then she turned and looked her father's old friend in the eyes.

"I don't know, yet," She replied. "I'm thinking of saving the Titans for last, though. I'm going to kill everyone who got in his way, starting with that Terra girl,"

Wintergreen nodded.

"Your father would be very grateful to you, Rose," Said Wintergreen, sadness filling his voice. "He always prided himself in his work,"

Rose placed her hand over Wintergreen's.

"It's going to be okay," Whispered Rose, compassionately. "I know you knew him better than I did, but I will avenge him,"

Wintergreen, feeling tears come about, wiped his eyes on his sleeve. A few minutes passed, and the limo had arrived at the mansion. Rose exited the limo, slinging her bag over her shoulder, and studied the grounds with one hand above her eyes, blocking out the sun.

"This place is amazing," She gasped.

"Yes, this place was your father's pride and joy," Chuckled Wintergreen, amused by the young girl's wonder. "Your father was a very successful man,"

Rose stared from the mansion, to the bountiful gardens surrounding the sides of the main entrance, to the wonderful green house positioned on the side of the mansion.

"Allow me to show you inside?" Asked Wintergreen.

Rose nodded eagerly. They entered the mansion into a great hall filled with pottery, portraits, and various animal skins from Slade's hunting days. She marveled at a tiger pelt, made into a rug on the floor by a beautifully crafted fireplace. She stared around the large hall in wonder, trying to take everything in. Suddenly, a flawlessly crafted bookcase caught her eye. She walked up to it and began to study the many tomes upon it's shelves. Wintergreen walked up beside her.

"Let me show you something," He said simply, pulling out the third book on the second shelf.

The bookcase made a noise like grinding stone and started to move sideways, revealing a secret door made of metal. Rose stared in wonder as Wintergreen pushed his hand into a scanner located at the side of the door. The door slid apart, revealing a large armory filled with various weaponry. Rose walked in, mouth agape, and studied the multiple weapons. There were large swords, daggers, machine guns, sniper rifles, just about every weapon in existence. Something caught her eye in the center of the room in a large display case. She walked towards it and studied her father's signature armor. She stared in wonder at the armor, taking in the fact that her father had worn this particular armor when at 'work'. Wintergreen smiled at her curiosity.

"Not long before he passed, your father arranged for a special suit of armor to be made just for you," Said Wintergreen, beckoning her to follow him. They walked towards a special display case covered by a sheet. Wintergreen pulled the sheet off, revealing a new costume, specially made for Slade's daughter. The design was quite similar to Robin's apprentice uniform, but not entirely. One half of the torso was black and the other was blue, as opposed to the beige on Robin's. The mask was also different and would only be covering the upper part of her face. She stared at the uniform, a mad glint in her eyes.

Well, there's the prologue. I was working on a different story, but kinda shelved the idea for now. Anyways, how much of a threat will Slade's daughter prove to be to the Titans? Keep reading to find out and remember to R&R