Hey everyone! I hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving and are looking forward to Christmas or whatever other holiday you celebrate around this time of the year! All that in mind, hope you are ready for yet more Teen Titanic awesomeness (that is hopefully better then my previous multi-chapter TT story), because here's my latest Teen Titans story! Yep, having decided I've waited long enough (and to JUST THIS ONCE forgo my policy of waiting for two reviews prior to my next posting), I shall now post the beginning of my next story! Here's to hoping you read, enjoy, and review (seriously, I may have let my usual rule slide this time, but I'm not gonna guarantee such a thing happening a 2nd time)!

A/N: But first, just to remind you all, I do not own Teen Titans, or anything else DC-based. Believe me, if I owned DC, the DCEU would have been a million times better then it currently is (hopeful comeback in the near future notwithstanding) from the get go, and there would be a lot of improvements on the comic book side (particularly the removal of several executives and writers that for now I shall not name). But this is not the place for me to rant about DC's screw ups and how I'd improve things if I were in charge. No. This is a place for you all to enjoy my newest story! Let's get on with that, shall we? ^_^

Prologue:

The lone figure stood, his face devoid of emotion and his right hand clenched tightly around his weapon as he observed his army at the base of the cliff he stood upon. He narrowed his eyes at the sight of the soldiers under his command training and working in the relative darkness of the cave system. The army that he currently had positioned below him was hardly the one he would have preferred. In fact, if it were entirely up to him, he'd gladly cast away the forces he was currently observing in favor of the far worthier army he'd had by his side several years prior. But for the sake of the ally he currently worked with, he'd been forced to give up his former worthier army. Now, all he could do was grudgingly accept the new army that his ally had provided for him. But despite it being necessary to do so, he certainly didn't have to like it.

He took a deep breath. Now was not the time to lose his temper. It didn't matter whether the army he had was one that he would have personally preferred or not. What mattered was that he had an army at all. Even an army you hated was better to have on your side than no army whatsoever; at least if the army you hated having on your side was competent enough to be useful despite the hate. And this army was indeed competent enough to be useful. His ally had been quite insistent on that being the case, and the training the soldiers were currently taking part in gave him no reason to believe that the ally had been lying.

He nodded his head. As much as he disliked the army he currently had, he was smart enough to know that these soldiers would at least serve the necessary purpose that had been placed upon them. And once his goal had been achieved, he could easily decide what to do with them from there. But now, it was best for him to let them continue to train. He himself had other things to do. He turned and walked deeper into the caverns. He needed to talk with the ally who'd made his current effort at fulfilling his long desired goal possible.

As the lone figure trekked further down the tunnel that lead to his ally's chamber, he thought long and hard about how the ally in question had behaved over their entire partnership the last few years. His assistance had been valuable, there was no doubt about that, and so far, the ally had yet to let him down. But at the same time, the ally was also rather guarded and difficult to get to know. The ally had hinted that he'd been greatly betrayed in the past and wished to be cautious in the event that this current alliance in any way went south. Whether this past betrayal had caused the ally's current behavior or this very behavior caused that betrayal was something that the lone figure still couldn't help but wonder. Then he thought of how he himself was entirely willing and likely to betray his own allies whenever it suited him. Perhaps the ally's current behavior wasn't such a bad idea.

He reached the entrance to his ally's chamber. He took a moment to examine the ornate circular hatchway that had been installed upon it. Then he pounded his gray fist upon the door. The sound of inhuman snarling split the air, followed by the sound of hissing and jolts of electricity.

"Keep him calm!" a voice bellowed. "We can't have him rampaging around!"

The figure tightened his grip on his weapon. This voice in particular was one he still felt uncomfortable hearing. "To think that this voice would still haunt me even after all these years," he thought to himself.

After a while, the snarling quieted down, as did the electrical shocks. The figure heard footsteps. They came to a stop on the other side of the hatchway. "Who dares to enter?"

Gritting his teeth, the figure responded. "It is I, Trident. I must speak with your master."

There was a pause, the figure on the other side of the hatchway seeming to consider what he'd just been told. Then a different voice spoke up from within the chamber. "Let him in," said this other voice, one that Trident recognized as that of the ally he'd come to visit. "You know how rarely he visits me in my chamber. Whatever he wishes to speak to me about, it is obviously important."

There was another brief pause. "As you wish master." The other figure seemed to step aside, and then the door to the hatchway moved aside, granting Trident entry.

He entered, his eyes narrowing upon seeing the large glowing circular mechanical device that he knew to contain the ally he'd come to visit. He stepped forward to the machine, getting down on his knees before it. "This is ridiculous," he thought to himself. "I am going to take over as king of Atlantis! A king shouldn't have to kneel before anyone!" But kneel he did, laying his trident down on the ground to his right. "We need to talk."

"You made that quite clear outside."

It took all of Trident's willpower not to explode in anger at this comment. "I need to know for certain that I can trust you with the portion of our army that you want me to leave with you."

"That old news again? Come now, we've gone over this. Let it go."

"I insist." Trident clenched his fists. "As valuable as you have proven, that still doesn't change the fact that you've hardly given me any other reason to trust you to not have some sort of ulterior motive behind your assistance. And don't you dare think I've forgotten how your valuable aid mysteriously stopped coming to me while I was working with that foolish gathering of surface dweller criminals."

"You know perfectly well that we had a deal at that time. And I remember quite clearly the exact terms. You were to have your fun on the surface world and devote your time to attempting conquest there while I kept myself busy with continuing what we started down here beneath the waves. And before you try to complain about my not coming immediately to your rescue immediately after you got frozen with the rest of those surface dwellers, let alone during the time immediately before you were frozen, need I remind you that an alliance requires mutual communication on both sides for it to be helpful in that way? You never contacted me the entire time you were playing games with those surface dwellers. And even if that weren't the case, then correct me if I'm wrong, but you were hardly in any position to get any distress calls down to me when you were frozen, now were you?"

Trident gritted his teeth, fighting to keep his cool. "I will concede that you have a point." He leaned forward. "Nonetheless, it would make things infinitely easier for both of us if you would assure me once more that you have no designs to stab me in the back and use the portion you wish for me to leave with you for any agenda of your own you may have that goes against my own interests."

The ally sighed within the mechanical containment device. "Fine," he spat. "I promise on Poseidon's name that you will not regret leaving me here with your soldiers. Satisfied?"

Trident growled, not pleased with how swiftly his ally had responded, but held back from retorting. He really didn't want to make things difficult by angering his ally. "Yes," he grumbled.

"You don't sound like you're satisfied."

"I. Am. Satisfied. Enough," Trident hissed. He clenched his fists again, fighting to avoid snatching up his trident and blasting his ally with it. "Is that enough to please you?"

The ally seemed to consider the question. "I suppose it can be."

Trident nodded, and stood up. "I shall leave you now. I have training to oversee."

He had just started walking back towards the hatchway, trident in hand, when his ally's voice asked him one last question. "When do you plan to leave for the attack?"

Trident paused, and turned his head to face the mechanical containment device. "Within the next week," he responded curtly. "Atlantis still doesn't yet know my current whereabouts, but they are nonetheless more concerned with other matters rather then the possibility of me returning. By the end of the next three days, the army you have provided me will have had more than sufficient training." He nodded his head. "Yes, the time will be soon that I leave to once again wage war against my former home." He tightened his grip around his trident and lifted his left fist up to his face. "This time, I will not be stopped. Atlantis will be mine."

And just like that, the newest 'episode' of the A-LionGleek fanon Teen Titans season 6 begins! Is it off to a good start so far? I certainly hope so! Again, here's me hoping you read, review, and enjoy! Remember, in order for me to allow the 1st official (non-prologue) chapter of this story to be posted, I require an exact minimum of 2 reviews (I MEAN IT THIS TIME!). And again, zero flames are allowed. Constructively critical is the maximum amount of negativity I will allow in reviews for my stories. Get that? Got that? Good. Have fun everyone!

Coming up Next: In Jump City, a seemingly ordinary quiet day gains the chance to turn out to not be so quiet when the founding Titans get an unexpected visit from two Titans East friends of theirs that leads to them being made aware of a situation soon to unfold in Atlantis that they all could prove helpful in resolving. Sound worth a read? I certainly hope so!