Disclaimer: As much as I wish, no I do NOT own the teen titans or anyone else in the DC universe who might show up.
Claimer: I do however own my OC, Nightmare. :)
The titans stood over the girl on thier couch, watching as she woke up. She rubbed her eyes while muttering, "Damn, why'd I wake up so early? It's summer vacation..." after blinking a few times, she took in her suroundings, noticing the confused faces staring at her. "Oh, I am still asleep. Why does everything seem realish though?"
"Um, maybe the fact that this is real." announced Robin. The girl smirked.
"Yea, and I'm Michael Jackson. If this was anywhere near your reality, I'd have probably been in an interrogation room by now with you attempting to go all Batman on me." Robin rolled his eyes.
"I decided to be nice and let you sleep in."
"How kind of you." she muttered sarcastically.
"Any clue how she got in here?" asked Cyborg, ticked off that yet another person had gotten through his security system.
"Not sure. Care to explain yourself?" asked a ticked out boy wonder. She isn't attacking or acting scared at all... don't know if she's good or evil though...
"Uh, sure. Last night I went to sleep, and when I woke up I was here. The end."
"Veeeeeeeery informative." deadpanned the resident empath, Raven. The girl shrugged.
"So you gotta name?" asked Cyborg.
"Does Robin have eyes?"
"Of course I do!"
"There's your answer." Cyborg huffed indignantly.
"You know that's not what I meant! What is your name?"
"What's yours?"
"Cyborg."
"Mine's Nightmare."
"You've got to be kidding me kid, your real name."
"Uh, first off, I'm not a kid, and second, you didn't give me your real name either." before he could protest she added, "I doubt your parents named you 'Cyborg.' Whatever. It was an unfair question I already knew the answer to anyway." The half robot's human eye almost bugged out of his head.
"EXCUSE ME? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU 'ALREADY KNEW' THE ANSWER TO IT? I HAVEN'T EVEN TOLD THEM MY NAME!" he shouted, pointing at his friends.
"It's a long story I don't feel like sharing. And I know lots."
"I highly doubt that." said Robin. "And even if you're one of those 'big fans' or somthing, I doubt you know anything about some of us."
"Like you?" she was met with silence. "Actually, it took a little bit of effort, but you're the one I know the most about."
"Dude! You know about Robin? Could'ja mind sharing with us some of that info? Ow!" Raven wacked the changling upside the head.
"It's none of our buisness, Beastboy! And besides, she might not even be telling the truth!"
"Accept for the fact that I am." Nightmare announced.
"Please, if you know all of our names, why must you keep your a secret?" asked Starfire, who was very confused.
"How do you know I know all of your names? And besides, do YOU all know each others names?" again, she was met by silence. "You guys only know Beastboy's first name is Garfield. But do you know his last name? Middle name? Heck, do you even know who your leader is? His eye color? If Raven's hair's really purple? She could be a natural blonde for all you know!"
"Wait! How do you know my name?" asked Beastboy.
"Like I said, long story."
"Well if it's a long story, you better start talking." pushed Robin, still trying to figure her out.
"Fine, fine." Seeing the look he was giving her, she rolled her eyes. "Oh, COME ON! Just because I know somthing means I work for Batman? Jez! He isn't stalking you THAT much is he?" Robin's face reddended in embarasment.
"He doesn't stalk me. Just shut up."
"Ha! Ok, whatever you say, Gray-." Robin's face lost all color it previously held. Nightmare clamped her hands over her mouth, realizing what she had almost called him.
"Um... who's Gray? Wait, is that Robin's name?" Robin shook himself out of it.
"No, Gray is NOT my name. It's uh, a nickname." He sent a deathglare to the girl on the couch. "Interrogation room. NOW."
"Whatever you say, Bat Boy." Robin herded the girl to the mentioned room, and pointed to a chair for her to sit in.
"Sit." she smirked, clearly pleased at how flustered she had caused him to be.
"What do you take me as, stupid? The second I sit down, some kind of handcuffs or whatever are probably gonna strap me down!"
"Sit." she sighed and sat on the edge of the chair, making sure not to touch the back or sides. "So, why'd ya call me here?"
"Well, after your choice of words, it seems you know more than you're letting on. How much more?"
"Hey, hold on a sec! I told you from the start that I know tons about you guys! It's not my fault you took me to be the stalker fangirl type!"
"What do you know?" she shrugged.
"A lot about different people."
"Who?" she struggled not to laugh at how serious he was acting. By now he was practically growling at her.
"Ease up, you're starting to act like your old man! You're a bird, not a bat!" he glared at her. "Whatever, and to answer your question, some of the titans. And others."
"Like who's?"
"Others."
"Who's?"
"Certain people off in other cities. You know, Smallville, Metropolis... Gotham." the boy's face paled, whether by all she knew or just the last piece niether could tell.
"How?" she shrugged.
"I'm not exactly from around here, to put it one way."
"How?" she smirked.
"Internet."
"I doubt there's a website giving everyones biographys." she shrugged.
"Maybe not here, there's not. Hmm, wonder if I can get on wikepedia..."
"What's that?"
"Nothing important. But I know what you're thinking, and no, I'm not some supervillain tryin to blackmail you all with all your secrets. I'm not even evil. I know things from the other side as well, things you might find quite interesting."
"Such as?"
"Ever wonder who Slade is?"
"..."
"Wonder about Red X, and how he stole the suit? Wonder which villians have kids?"
"Wait, kids?"
"Aww, don't worry, the really bad ones all end up on your side. Wonder 'bout your siblings?"
"I don't have any."
"Don't you?"
"Not by blood."
"Not by blood, no, but by... other means. Half brothers, step brothers, whatever you'd like to call them."
"I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Of course you don't. Name Jason ring a bell? What about Tim?"
"Shut up!"
"Why? You're interrogating me, aren't you? Isn't an interrogation aimed at getting me to share my knowledge?"
"Look, I don't care about what you know, or think you know."
"You did a minute ago." she pointed out.
"Whatever, Nightmare, I don't have time for your games! Now just tell me who you are, and where you live, so I can send you back to where ever you came from!"
"I thought you heroes were trying to promote safety? Whatever happened to don't talk to strangers?"
"Name."
"Nightmare." She smirked.
"You aren't exactly making this easy."
"Who said I was supposed to make things easy?" Robin glared at her, and walked out of the room. Seeing the girl was following him, he turned around.
"Stay."
"What am I, a dog?"
"Stay."
"Not one for elaboration, are you? But fine, I'll be good and listen." she said with a smile. A few minutes later, Raven came in.
"What did you do to him? He's wandering around talking to himself and he's all pissed off."
"All I did was answer his questions." she said, innocently. The empath rolled her eyes, clearly not buying it. "I'm telling the truth! Just because I told him things he didn't want to hear, doesn't mean I purpously put him into his little funk. Actually, I think he left because I was being dificult." she smirked.
"Whatever. Where are you from, anyway?"
"A United States of America."
"A? Don't you mean the?"
"No. Just cause I'm from the US doesn't mean I'm from your US of A."
"If you know more than you're letting on..." she thought a moment. "Future or another dimension."
"Eh, I guess you could say both. Depends how fast time flys here. For all I know, in the twenty minutes I've been here, twenty years could've passed where I'm from."
"And exactly where would that be?"
"I'm pretty sure that you'd call it Earth Prime. You know, the one dimension where there isn't variations of the same thing."
"Oh. Then, if there are no titans in your world, how do you know enough that Robin's going mental?"
"You mean more mental than he already was?" both girls smirked. "Well, I never said I knew that much. I just happen to know a lot about the people he'd rather me not know exist. And in my world... There's titans... sort of..."
"What do you mean?"
"Promise you won't tell the others yet? Not that it's a secret, but they might flip out."
"I promise. For now."
"Fair enough. Um... on my world, you, the titans, exist... As a cartoon and comic." Nightmare watched as Raven opened and closed her mouth in shock a few times.
"Um... Raven?" the empath shook herself out of it.
"Sorry. It's just... um..."
"Hard to comprehend?" Raven nodded. "How do you think I feel? One minute I'm in my room, the next minute I'm waking up in another dimension, on the couch in TITANS TOWER, which in my world DOESN'T exist." Nightmare blew her sidebangs out of her face.
"Yea, that might be a little difficult to understand. But you seem to be handling it well. Most people would be freaked out if they woke up in a... another dimension." The empath shook her head. "All these years, I've been trying to avoid cartoons and comics, for fear that they'd rot my brains, and yet I'm in one. Irony much?"
"Yea, about as ironic as it gets." She smiled. "So, what are we gonna tell them? If I say I'm from Earth Prime, they'll flip. If I don't, they might think I'm gonna be some hyper-ass clone like Larry."
"How'd you know about-"
"Cartoon show."
"Right. So, mind telling me your real name?"
"It's not important. I mean, have you ever needed to know Robin's real name? Just becuase I'm not runnning around in spandex and a mask doesn't mean I want the world knowing who I am."
"True. You think you can fight crime?"
"Yea, probably. And if I get like, trapped or somthing, I'm good at messing with peoples heads."
"Ok then. We'll just say you're a vigilante named Nightmare from another dimension, but you ended up here when you weren't in costume. That'll explain why you're in your... pajamas." Nightmare looked sheepish, staring down at her flannel pants and tank top.
"Hehe... yea. Should I say I worked with Bats at some point? That would explain how I know so much."
"Would Robin buy it?"
"I know enough about Bats that I could convince him."
"Really?"
"Yea. I know a lot. In my world, you all have friggin biographys on the internet about your charecters in the comics. And Batman had like, trillions of shows and movies. Of course, most of the movies suck, but the cartoons are pretty good. I watch some of them."
"Really? And it probably doesn't matter, but are we, like, the cartoon or the comic version of the titans?"
"Cartoon, thank god. The comics, well, the ones the show is based on, is crazy. There are trillions more names to remember. Plus every other week in it your evil, and Terra's a major slut, and there's all this extra drama. But there's another comic based on the cartoon, and that's ok. Never read it, but I know some of the original titans are there in addition to you guys."
"Originals?"
"Yea, the first set of titans in a comic, it was like, Robin, Speedy, Aqualad, Kid Flash and Wonder Girl. Basically a Junior Justice League for all the sidekicks.''
"Nice."
"Yea. So, should we tell them the cover story?"
"Why not." The two walked out into the living room, and into the main room, where the rest were waiting for an explination. Hopefully they'll buy it...
"You get anything out of her?" aksed Cyborg, seeing the crummy luck Robin had.
"Yea, she told me everything. She agreed to tell you all everything. Didn't you?" Nightmare nodded.
"You see, I'm from another dimension, similar to yours. I'm a titan there."
"You're WHAT?" asked Beastboy, freaking out.
"Yea, I'm a titan."
"Any superpowers?" asked Cyborg.
"No, I'm a plain old human, like Robin. I used to work with Batman as well."
"What?" exclaimed Robin. "You're saying Bats trained you?"
"Not for long, but I did work with him for a while."
"Oh... kay... are you sure? I've never heard of you. He would've told me. He told me about... the others..."
"Like I said, I'm from another dimension. In that one, I join the uh, future titans. Yea. And its, uh, a different Batman."
"What do you mean, a different Batman?"
"Well, as in not the same Batman you used to work with."
"How would you know who I worked with if you worked with a different one?"
"Uh... I said I was from the future titans? That means I'm from the future. Batman can't live forever."
"Than who's the new Batman?" Crap! Nightmare thought, trying to think up an excuse not to tell him.
"Well, uh, I don't think you really want me to anounce peoples identities, even if it is in the future. I mean, you don't want your friends to know who your Batman is, do you?"
"I mean their superhero identity. Before they were Batman. I don't think Bats would let an ameture take up the mantle."
Aww, crap. He would look to far into this... "Um... I shouldn't tell you. I mean, you don't want to mess up the timeframe, and change reality, do you?"
"Well, you're from a different dimension, aren't you? Wouldn't it be different where you live from the our dimension?" pointed out Cyborg.
Well, I guess I'll have to tell the truth on a future Batman. Can't mess things up too bad, and it might actually make my story sound beliveable... "Ok, I guess, I mean, if I'm from a, uh, future dimension, it could just be like, one outcome... or somthing..."
"So, who's the new Batman?" Robin asked again.
"Uh... Nightwing?"
*so, love it? hate it? strange start, but i hope you like it! if not, please critizise! :)