The Duration of Cyborg

Chapter 1

Note: I don't own Teen Titans or and industry, only my own fictional characters.

Hello my name is Hana Kasei and I would prefer that name, to be referred to by. I deleted my first stories because I've been practicing, with notebooks and pens, and I've gotten much better at it. This story is about Cyborg (hence the title above) and he has three boys, two of which are twins, he has been turned human by his ex wife (you'll figure that out later), and his only daughter stayed with his ex, whom he didn't know was pregnant, (don't worry he finds out that he has a daughter), and sets out to find her. Fell free to Review and comment! Bye!

---------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Fuck!"

A very young looking man awoke from his, unmerciful slumber. Sweat trickled down his milk Chocolate skin, and down his bare and very nicely toned chest. His breathing felt heavy as he ran his fingers through his wet and silky white hair, which caused it to fall messily in his face, in a very attractive manner. His navy blue eyes stayed focused on the creamy white sheets of his bed.

With a tired and aggravated sigh he snatched the covers of his lower body and stood to his feet. He had the looks of a super model. He was tall, about 6' 2" and slim, yet fit with slim muscles. He was clothed in black baggy sweats; he looked to be about in his early twenties, though in reality, he was 28.

"This is starting to get aggravating…" He growled under his breath as he snatched a large white, long sleeved shirt from his office chair and headed out the door while putting it on. "Who is that girl in the dream…?" He reminisced for a second while walking down the hallway, which seemed to go on forever, considering how tired and worn out he was from lack of sleep.

"Daddy, Set me free."

Her long crimson hair fell gracefully to her knees. Her back was turned towards him. Her skin was a light brownish tan, along with navy blue eyes, like his. She was a very beautiful girl, much prettier that any other human girl. She showed some resemblance to him.

"I can't make it out dammit!" He gently slammed his fist on the granite island he was leaning his elbows on, in their decent sized kitchen.

"Dad? What's wrong?" asked a young and caring voice from behind him.

He turned to see one of the twins, the sweet one, only to be about 10. He was clothed in a blue button up pajama shirt with matching pants, a size too big for him. His orange-red hair was spiked to the side, with bangs that swayed that direction also, bringing out maroon eyes. He was a very handsome, yet cute kid. He had a concerned look on his face as he wiped his eyes with his long sleeves. Victor (Cyborg) couldn't help but smile at his son's concern.

"It's nothing DJ; daddy just had a bad dream, that's all." Victor kneeled down and spread out his arms, welcoming his son for a hug, DJ smiled and ran over to him, hugging him tightly. He picked him up and set him down on the counter.

"What was the dream about?" DJ tilted his head, a bit in confusion.

"Well son, I don't really know." Victor sighed and rubbed the top of his son's head, purposely messing up his hair, knowing DJ hated that.

"Dad you messed up my hair!" DJ gave a cute frown, Victor smiled as he looked to the clock, and it was about five o' clock. "Hm…well I better get dressed for work, go back to sleep kid; I'll see you in the afternoon."

"Alrighty!" He gave a cute smile before kissing his dad on the cheek and hopping off the counter, walking back to his room. Victor just smiled as he watched him leave.

-------------------------------------------------------------

"Ring!"

An alarm clock rang furiously on a bedside, nightstand, right beside a lamp. A young boy awoke from his sleep; he seemed to be about 11. He was in fact the other twin; it was rare he wasn't born the same time as his twin brother. His hair and facial features were the same color, only his hair swayed to right, whereas his brother, who's hair swayed to the left. He was expressionless as he stood to his feet and walked out the room, his hands in the pockets of his grey sweats, he also wore a black short sleeved shirt, hugging his slim frame. He inherited his attitude directly from his mother, to the point, emotionless, and deadly.

"Hey what's up John?" said a cool and laid back voice from behind; he turned around to see his little brother, Taylor.

Taylor was more of the laid back, yet playful and generous one, he had a kind heart. His black and red hair fell in his face in a messy and attractive way, falling over dark purple eyes. He was wearing a maroon sleeveless top with black basketball shorts; he was 11 at this time. He had a smile and a wave as he made his way towards him. John just gave a slight wave, though his expression didn't change, just as Taylor had expected.

"Let me guess, dad left for work early correct?" Taylor tilted his head.

"I don't know, I didn't get to speak to him last night."

"Oh he did, he left about a couple of hours ago." Said a sweet voice, and of course it was DJ.

"Oh hey DJ..." Shock rubbed the top of his brother's head.

"Hey Taylor…."DJ

"Well, we better get going to school now…" With a sigh John ran his finger through his hair walking off, along with his brothers.

----------------------------------------------------------------------

It was a busy time for the town, considering it was around Thanksgiving. It was a chilly day, the clouds overshadowed the sun. The kids walked down the streets, there backpacks on. Taylor wore a black t-shirt with a long sleeved aqua blue jacket over it, and black jeans with aqua blue tennis shoes. DJ wore a thin maroon turtle neck sweater with an orange scarf, baggy blue jeans to match and orange tennis shoes. Now John was clothed in a long sleeved orange shirt with a zipped up maroon vest over it, his dark blue baggy jeans were tucked into black boots halfway to his knees. They were some very good looking kids, to good looking to be human.

It wasn't till they were walking down a neighborhood street to get to school, that their worlds began to spin. Everything was growing red; people froze in their tracks literally, as if they were statues. The only people moving were the brothers.

"What the hell is this?" Taylor searched around frantically.

"I don't know!" John was looking around himself, which was when DJ dropped to the floor in front of them, unconscious.

"What the hell!?" John and Taylor both shouted in complete unison as the turned around to see a pure black, hooded, and caped figure, there was a glowing aura from it, which sent a chill down their spin.

The only thing that shone from under the darkness under the hood was two glowing and very mesmerizing crimson eyes. The boys only stared into the demonic eyes for a second before their worlds went black.

In the depths of darkness a dark figure sat in a large chair, only thing that shone through the darkness of that shadows were, glowing silver eyes. A man in a suit walked in, his neatly slicked back black hair made is blue eyes very visible.

"They have been captured…the Wrath sons have been captured…" He bowed in respect to his boss.

"Good. We will need them to awaken her…Princess Ember Wrath…" He looked towards a glass window which showed her.

It was, of course, the girl from Victor's dreams, maroon hair and a beautiful face that's very hard to miss. Her knees were hugged against her chest by her arms; she wore but a white spheggetti strap tank top.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well that's my chapter one and I hope you enjoyed it! I encourage you to review, or message me :) ! Princess Ember will be coming in the next chapter and you should be finding out who the mom is soon! Bye:)