Disclaimer:
I usually post in another part of the site but I recently lost all the fics I've been working on for that particular genre. So I'm trying my hand with the Titans and see how far I can go.
I do not own Teen Titans and they belong to their respective owners that are not at all connected to me.
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Lost Polarity - Prologue
Prologue 1
The city of Everlight, known for a lot of things, highly noticed for the patterned neon lights of the city's compacted buildings when sighting in a full view manner, an equivalent for the sea of stars out during a non-polluted, clear sky night. One of the best spots to view is Spark Mountain Road which spirals as it makes its way to the said city. On that said road, eight bikers sped through in an arrow like formation the leader was obviously the muscular one riding in the very front, a full ball helmet covering his face. Most of the rest in the group weren't much to see thus a description wasn't in order for now.
The group sped right ahead of the empty road, only the sound of their rides to accompany them. All focused ahead on the road save for one of them; the youngest of the group was enthralled by the view of Everlight City. His built suggested that he was underaged for driving anything but nobody cared about that.
Skillfully he drove around every twist and turn whilst still gluing his eyes on the view, he was wearing what any biker would wear, a leather jacket and leather pants, a red undershirt, dark gloves and a chain dangling on his neck. His dark messy hair was blowing with the night wind. Though his appearance made him look like a trying hard someone that wanted to prove himself but three years of experiencing a biker's life said otherwise.
One thing was left unnoticed inside of him as he mimiced the tension in his older peers. He was both scared and pumped at what they were planning for the city and noticing that his comrades sped up as they reached the main road to the city he stopped gazing and focused on tomorrow's task at hand. It was going to be a long day.
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Prologue 2 – Somewhere else
Staring at the electronic wall clock, he sighed closing a thick book purposed for one of his main subjects. The time was way past getting late but the age-fifteen boy was already used to sleeping around in that time of night… or day given the fact that it's already something AM.
He closed the book and slid it a few inches away from him, the book came in contact with the base surface of a picture frame and instantly the boy remembered the past, their past and staring at the picture he smiled. He then pushed himself and his seat away from the desk giving him space to stand followed by a quick flick on the study lamp's power switch and the darkness covered all. He stretched before letting his tired brain take over. Slowly and carelessly he walked all the way to his bed and he collapsed right to a deep sleep. Reminiscing the past is a fond thing to do for a lot of people, maybe even better to dream about them.
Outside, the heavily gathering storm clouds revealed part of the full moon just for one moment. It was enough for a tiny bit of moonlight illumination to enter his room's window which was located on the second floor of a dormitory house.
His desk, now unattended was gently beamed by the moonlight. The hardbound book was proven to be a few years advanced for someone his age and the picture frame revealed an image of three teens and two children all dressed in costumes. Got a clue?
Dreams are nice, it's like a messed-up movie, and some kinds would make you take part in it while some makes you just helplessly watch. Some dreams are whacked wherein all of the sudden the laws of physics, senses, colors and timeline are disrupted all around your subconscious mind. Dreams are forgotten and dreams are remembered, they're a gateway to the future and an omen of danger, a nightmare. Of course, if they're a window to the future then… should they not also be capable of linking to the past?
It was a last ditched effort, bruises all over them and some blood spilled the two slowly rose one more time and one more time they joined hands and ignoring the pain that jolted around their young identical bodies, the other having less injuries than the next one allowed his twin to ride on his shoulders in one quick jump and positioned as if the two were acrobats. They went in for a dash right at their foe they went in as fast as they could.
Jump City's downtown. Chaos everywhere and in the midst of it all was a mechanical being, the dream was vague and the details were bare as if black and white. The other members were down, Bumblebee had been knocked out long ago, Speedy was way too injured to even stretch the string tied on his bow and Aqualad even though his element was all around it was useless when he was incapacitated. It all happened too quickly for more words.
At that time things began to enter slow motion, slow enough to make the twins appear to be running like a normal pair of twelve year old kids. The twins ran, causing the water under them to splash. The sound of raindrops was nothing to the force of their voices, it echoed forebodingly throughout the city.
"Mas y Menos si podemos!!"
…and then the blinding explosion. He woke up startled, sweating and panting in dismal fear. The sun's up, a snow storm was starting to emerge. He ignored the coldness around him due to the upcoming weather and fell back to bed. He whispered a few gibberish words under his breath.
"Hermano…. Por…¿Por qué tuvo usted que salirme… sólo?" He felt one lone tear had come out from of one of his eyes. It's not the right time for details, especially for the ones who wish to forget.
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Hermano…. Por…¿Por qué tuvo usted que salirme… sólo?
-Brother…. Why… Why did you have to leave me alone?
So that's the prologue, I deduce that 99 know who the one centered in prologue 2 and that it was rather cliché. Review if you wish, this is a prologue, and a prologue is supposed to be shady, at least in my fics. More details to come in later chapters which will come if it turns out that some people are interested. It's a little short but hey, the next chapters will be longer.
Mas y Menos needs more fanfics and I hate powdered milk.