This will hopefully be the first installment in a planned series, well here goes nothing I guess.

Disclaimer: I do not own the teen titans or anything else. I only own the members of Unit Zero and "The Salesmen"

Prologue

The inside of the warehouse was a dark and primarily abandoned building that, although it was not in use, was littered with boxes and crates all around the large building. There wasn't a person around and the only noise was made by the scurrying of rodents. But suddenly that empty silence was shattered as the doors were blown open, and a small army of SWAT and tactical soldiers invaded the building.

They swarmed through the building, illuminating the previously dark areas with the flashlights attached to their automatic weapons and continued to break the silence with shouts of "CLEAR!"

They continued to search the large warehouse, checking every corner and possible hiding spot for any hostile opposition. They all wore dark tactical clothing with black ski masks and all looked uniform and identical, except for one. He was dressed similarly, only he wore no mask, leaving his facial features completely exposed.

He was young, and if anyone knew him well enough they would know he was no more than 20 years old. But he looked older, and when you looked into his eyes you could tell that he had seen things that no one his age should see. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes a deep blue. His body was muscled and well built underneath the tactical gear, and he was handsome enough to have any girl he wanted. He surveyed the room around him with a cold professional stare and didn't react at all when a SWAT officer reported into his earpiece "All clear sir."

He activated the radio receiver attached to his Kevlar vest and said in a professional manner, with a hint of disappointment, "This is Garret. We've swept the place and its all clear, no sign of the salesmen or his product. What now?"

A feminine voice spoke into his earpiece this time saying, "Okay John pull out of there, we'll have the SWAT boys sweep the place in case we missed anything. We've got other leads to follow."

The John nodded in agreement and followed it up with a "Roger. Return to base." He released the button on his receiver and made his way out the nearest exit in the warehouse, cradling his MP5 sub-machine gun in his arms in a disappointed manner. John Garret was a Federal agent and him and his team had recently acquired Intel that a major international arms dealer had set up operations in this city, Jump City. Every agency the United State government could offer was involved in this sting operation, and they had come up with nothing.

Oh well. He thought there are still more leads, we aren't through searching for this bastard yet.

He had continued walking when he started hearing things in his earpiece from the SWAT officers assigned to search the various crates in the warehouse and had so far come up with nothing, until he heard one of them say, "Well well well, I think we got something…"

John put his finger to his earpiece and listed intently.

"Yeah command this is Alpha 1; we just found a stack of C4 in a crate that was otherwise filled with old 70's clothing, we're gonna hand this… What the hell?" That last part got John's attention. "HOLY SHIT!! ONE'S ACTIVE! RUN RUN RU…" He never got the chance to finish his sentence.

John didn't have time to turn around before the entire east wing of the warehouse exploded, sending bits and pieces of brick and glass everywhere. John was caught by shock wave and was knocked off his feet and landed face first into the cold pavement. His ears ringing, it took John a little while before he fully realized what had happened.

What had happened was that the crate the SWAT officers had discovered was indeed a cache of C4 explosives, only one had been armed the entire time and remotely triggered by someone outside the building. That someone had left a trap for his pursuers. That someone had been tipped off about the raid.

John waited until his ears stopped ringing and his senses were fully returned when he reactivated the receiver and said, "This is Garret… The Salesmen is in town… and he knew we were coming…" he waited a few minutes before stating what he knew the powers that be already realized, "We have a leak."

"Dear God…" the female voice in his earpiece said, "John get your ass back to base, we need a new plan."

"Yeah, a new plan that doesn't involve any federal security agency," John stated as he stared into the flames of the east wing and what hand remained of his SWAT companions. "This was an inter-agency investigation; the leak could have come from anywhere… Who's reliable in local law enforcement?"

"The local police are virtually useless," the voice replied, "But there is a local hero group called the Teen Titans who come highly recommended."

John got back onto his feet and surveyed the destruction once more before saying, "Then it's about time we met, because we have no one else. We need the Teen Titans."