The Next Element

My first Teen Titans fanfic, based off of a Quizilla fic written by me. There are only small hints at couples, Rb/St and BB/T. I'm not sure if this concept has ever been used before but it's been bothering me to be written for a while so... Also this happens without Birthmark, Titans East, and any really major episodes that came on In January through now. Brief Summary: It seems as if Terra was a big enough problem, being Slade's apprentice and betraying the Titans. Not long after her "death", the Hive becomes more and more active, their motives unknown. But among the new challenges the team is facing, they have a new problem to figure out. A new

Disclaimer: Teen Titans does not belong to me, it is the original creation of DC Comics and owned by Cartoon Network.

Misty

The bus was rolling down the streets of another city, another downtown, with metal, stone, and glass seen on both sides. Hidden from most people's view, a young girl was hunched over, fiddling with a strap on a duffel bag with boredom. She lifted her head and stared out the window. It was mid-afternoon; there were hardly any clouds in the sky. People were wearing business jackets, carrying Subway sandwiches and cell phones, and mothers were dragging toddlers around to do their errands without having to pay for baby-sitters. A perfect day. Hopefully it would stay that way. "Hopefully," she repeated out loud, leaning back into her seat and sliding down. Only a few more minutes until she arrived at the bus station. After two days of the shared by 30 people bathroom, you couldn't wait to leave that foul vehicle. Once you'd gotten off, the rest was very simple, and familiar at that. Find a cheap hotel, find someone who'll give you a job without too much background check, hideout until the social workers found you and tried to drag you to school. How many times had that happened out of all of the others? She thought for a moment, but stopped quickly. She didn't want to think about the reasons she'd had to leave.

She couldn't trust her own mind.

Gotham City was the next on a list of places she'd been before. This was her home now, though, and from what she'd seen out the window, maybe this place wouldn't bring her too much trouble.

Irony's vicious.

A collective gasp, accompanied by a few screams, was heard on the other side of the bus aisle. Passengers grabbed luggage and children and jumped in her line of vision. The bus braked suddenly, reeling to the right a little, and her forehead flew into the window. "Ow!" she yelped, grasping her left temple. She gripped her bag with her other hand and stood up. No one was in the space on the seat in front of her, so she jumped over the seat and pushed her way through the passengers to the front.

The bus driver wasn't moving, but he was staring at something in front of him. Following his train of vision, she looked down through the windshield and saw a girl with wild pink hair and a purple dress. She looked at you, smiled mischievously, and winked. That was strange enough. The next thing she knew, the grinning girl brought her hands in front of her, threw them to her sides, and purple shock waves flew through the air. They hit the buildings on either side, causing rock to crumble around the bus.

Behind her, the passengers cried out in fear. She looked at the girl in front of her, wondering if she was insane. She obviously was, because she ran off, continuing to blast other buildings. She stared after her. What gave her the right to do that? Now the rest of the street came into focus, and she saw people in wings flying overhead, big bulky men running down the street... all of them in twisted costumes. Everyone on board was beginning to panic worse than before, and it was obvious that they wanted to get out to safety. The bus driver still wasn't doing anything. "Wake up!" she yelled at him, to no avail.

"What's that?" yelled someone. Something had hit the top of the bus loudly. The entire bus grew silent, and the girl strained her hears to hear a fast paced ticking above her head.

"It's a bomb!" someone screamed, and the entire group went into pandemonium. Her breath caught in her throat, a strange feeling reaching her stomach. She looked around, not knowing what to do, when she spotted the most obvious answer: the door lever. She reached out, yanked it down, and the door opened. She turned around and yelled, "Everyone out!"

The response was shocking. An entire busload of people was rushing in her direction, and she ducked her head down as if to keep them all away. She stayed on until the bus was empty, and then, flinging her bag over her shoulder, she ran down the bus steps. The bomb ticked faster and faster until she was a few feet away, when it stopped for a dragged on second, and the bus erupted into flames. She screamed and flew herself to the ground covering her head until she was sure no debris was going to fall on her. She lifted her head and immediately breathed in a hot cloud of smoke. She turned over and looked at the fire with wide-eyed fear. She crawled backwards, away from the heat, and started to dig in her bag. T-shirt, blanket, MP3, cash, water bottle. Everything was there. She looked around at the chaos, and mentally kicked herself for thinking about the peace.

Something flew over her head and she looked up to see a small kid in a green jumpsuit flying around in a jetpack. No time to think about that. She reached in her bag and pulled out the full water bottle, untwisting the cap, and…. A huge spray of water came from behind the flames, dousing it almost completely. Somehow this surprised her, even among this scene. When they died down, possibly the strangest thing she'd seen so far come into view: a green elephant.

She looked up from the ground at a nearby man and yelled in distress, "What the hell is polluting your water!"

He didn't hear her, or if he did he was to busy looking at the green elephant. "The Titans! The Titans!" he yelled, before he saw three hooded figures practically float by a few feet away. He immediately started running again.

Other people began to cheer as they ran, and right then and there the green elephant turned into an equally green teenage boy. Her mouth dropped, and cursed again. "That's insane!" Behind him came two boys, one dressed in a costume and cape, the other one with armor that looked like a robot. Above them, two girls flew. One of them was wearing a very revealing pink outfit, the other wear and equally revealing leotard type outfit, but made up for it with her long blue cape. All she could do was gape as the black-haired boy up front yelled, "Titans! Go!" and the team charged straight for the other team. At that moment it dawned on the girl. A few weeks ago she'd seen an article with a picture of these kids on it. Some terrorist named Slade had taken over this area, and apparently they'd stopped him. She didn't read it, but she'd seen the picture take up half a page on some tourist's newspaper. At least it was certain that they weren't here with the rest of this freak show.

"Titans," cried the boy in the mask, "go!" The leader through a collection of disks at the group of criminals while the robotic boy ran out yelling. The little green kid turned into a dinosaur while the two girls were blasting green and black in all sorts of directions. The other team was recognizing them with little surprise, or fear. They met in what would be a cloud of fighting frenzy if this were a cartoon.

The girl stood on the sidewalk, feeling helpless and just watching with interest at the fight. All around her people were running away. She glanced around her, coming out of a dream it seemed, and a gothic teenager hit her shoulder. "Are you stupid?" he yelled at her. "These guys don't care if they hurt anyone, and there's nothing you can do. Get out of here before this gets way too messed up." He left her and ran with the last remaining people on the street. The girl glared after him. Now it was only the super powered people.

Suddenly her shirt collar tightened around her neck. She gasped and felt her breathing constricted. Her body was lifted up, and behind her she heard a low, angry voice say, "Move." She was flung with great force into the street, but before she hit the ground on her chest, she flipped over and landed on her feet in a squat. She lost her balance and fell to her hands. "Nice," she muttered. At least she wasn't hurt by whoever did that, the jerk. Two kids just a bit older than her, one in a black costume and another resembling an eagle, stood where she had been, sneering at her. She glared, heated wit anger, and her dark eyes flashed before she gasped and sat back to calm down. They both ran into the building you'd been in front of which, she was just now figuring out, was a bank.

Above her flew the red-haired girl in the ink outfit, blasting star bolts in a direction behind her. "Robin!" she cried. "There are more of them!" Sure enough they were more, about twenty newcomers in the past five minutes.

"Stop the ones in the bank, Star!" yelled the boy in the cape, apparently Robin. "We've got our hands full." Star nodded and zoomed into the bank.

The robotic one was in the street, swinging around his arm. Thinking about it, it was more of a sonic cannon than an arm, since he was shooting at the little kid in the jetpack. "Can someone please tell me," he yelled, "why the whole freaking Hive is out here?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, you big stinking booger face," taunted the little kid. The girl raised her eyebrow at that. Nice insult, she thought sarcastically, but apparently it got the robot-man plenty mad. He kept shooting him, but he could never hit him. "Ha, ha, can't get me!" he yelled, throwing metallic balls at the robot. It was obvious that the Titans were seriously outnumbered, especially when two new people showed up behind the small kid and fought him as well.

Then, like a kick in the back of the head, she remembered. "How stupid!" she yelled at herself. She reached into her duffel bag and pulled out a bottle of water. Concrete roads weren't a safe place to get anything from, so this was handy. She hastily twisted the cap off again and poured the contents on the street. Then, she smirked, and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes and held her hand over the puddle of water, which suddenly began to rise from the ground. The volume of the water increased and soon a decent sized wave was in front of her. She smiled, satisfied.

"Hey, brat!" she yelled. The computer geek turned around, smiling smugly. Seeing the water, his face fell. "Dodge this!" She pushed both hands forward and the water consumed all three of them.

"Ah!" he yelled. "My tech! My tech, my tech!" His jetpack went haywire and he flew around uncontrollably until he flew through a window high above.

The robot just stared at you for a moment. "How did you do that?" he asked awestruck.

"Don't know, don't care," she said confidently. "It looked like your butt needed saving, though, so I helped."

"Keep helping," he said, and ran back into the center of the fight.

Keep helping? No problem. Just a small battle between two very organized armies. Well, she thought, I guess I could help. Just kiss Gotham good-bye.

She followed him into the heat of the battle, and saw the girl in the blue cape facing off a tall, lean blue man (like green people weren't enough). She ran over there as her hands and eyes glowed a black that still gave off light and a streetlight nearby was wrenched from its post. For a minute she gazed in surprise at her telekinesis, and then shook it off. "Do you need any help?" she yelled over the noise.

"No!" she cried, not even looking at her. "I've got this. Go somewhere safe!" With that, the streetlight came from behind him and knocked him to the ground. It curved up and almost melded to the ground. The man somehow expanded, trying to break it, but whilst it glowed black it didn't budge. She rolled your eyes, but it was obvious the girl had it like she said. Before she could even finish that thought, the caped girl was thrown through the air into a building.

She snapped her head around to where the attack had come from, and the pink-haired girl was standing there. She was laughing, eyes closed, hands on her hips. She opened her eyes and looked at the girl. She grinned at her and lifted her hands and purple lasers flew in her direction. Fear was sent through every inch of the girl, who ducked and lifted the water up to protect her. The lasers hit the water and disappeared. The girl opened her eyes and looked at the water in front of her curiously. That was new.

In front of her the pink-haired girl gazed at her with interest. However, she held her hands out, fingers stretched, and sent the water towards her. It stopped her purple lasers. The pink-haired girl gasped and simply jumped up, higher than a normal person could, and landed with ease, almost catlike. Just then three small explosions erupted around her, and Robin jumped in between the two girls. He ran towards her, but then Starfire flew over them.

"Robin," she said. "The two thieves are gone, I don't know where they went!"

"You hear that!" said the pink-haired girl. "Move out!" Most of the young criminals began to run or fly away, but Pinky just looked at the girl and smiled darkly. Then, she, too, began to run down the street.

"No!" cried the girl. They shouldn't get away! The Titans were busy keeping the ones they'd already captured underhand. She turned toward the fleeing bandits and raised her arms high. The air around her started to move and her hair fell in her face, covering her eyes. She knew they were glowing, though. They always did when she worked this hard. The water began to rise higher and higher. No! What was she doing? Trying to capture them, like the others weren't, of course! But she had to –

Someone grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Her hands flew in reaction and the water that she'd piled up spilled everywhere. Robin was in front of her, or at least that's what she could see through her hair. "That's enough! Stop," he said.

She stared at him for a moment, and then turned around. They were gone! "They got away!" she cried.

"We know that," he said. "We have ways of finding them, though. Besides, we've got enough for the police." He pointed toward four cop cars and a SWAT van, loading up the costumed bad kids. Oh, do now they arrive.

"Oh," she said. It was then that she began to feel woozy. She'd taken a lot out making the tidal wave. "Fine." She ran over to where she'd dropped her duffel bag and slung it over her shoulder.

"Who are you?" asked the robot one.

She smiled sheepishly and stuffed her hands in her jean pockets. "I guess we haven't done an intro yet," she said. "My name's Misty. I know you're the Teen Titans, but what are your names again?"

Robin smiled a little. "This here is Raven," she pointed to the caped girl, "Cyborg," the robot, "Beast Boy," the green kid, "Starfire," the redhead, "and I'm Robin."

"Yes! I am Starfire," cried Starfire, who flew over to Misty and hugged her tightly. "Please, tell me! Where are you from, how did you get here, what is your favorite color, do you wish to be my friend?"

The air was slowly seeping out of her lungs from Starfire's awesome strength. "New York, bus, turquoise, and yeah whatever!" She jumped back and caught her breath. "Nice to meet you, too," she said. Her black hair was still in her face, so she moved one half to the side and smiled, feeling like an exhibit of the staring Titans.

They stared more, with open mouths.

Oh, no, what'd I do now? "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Terra!" Beast Boy cried.

A/N: Well, hope you all like it! BWE-heeheehee, I love cliff hangars. Especially when they're mine. So, anyways, review please! I'll respond in the next chapter.

-Phebga: Madame Fortress Mommy