Alright so if you had told me a year ago that I'd be working for an inventor who lives on the outskirts of Jump City because everyone thought he was a bit on the mad side I would've told you that you were the crazy one. And yet here I am. Living in what seems to be a converted factory with what does seem like a slightly mad inventor. Of course if I had stuck to the banks in the center of town then I would not be in this situation, but I can't say that I'm unhappy with it. After all he took me in and apparently made a deal with the police so that I could have a chance to change my ways. Oh I suppose I should explain how all of this started.

One Year Ago

The place looked like an old factory just like my source said. If they were right about that than they must have been right about the high end tech that was stored inside. I hopped down from my vantage point across the street and made my way over to the old building staying close to the shadows.

I circled around hoping to find someway to get to the roof. After a few minutes of searching I found a fire escape with the ladder pulled up. I focused on the lock holding the ladder up and threw one of my hexes at it. My aim was true and the lock rusted until it fell apart. As the ladder the fell towards me I leaped and caught it to make sure that when it stopped it wouldn't make any noise. Unfortunately the slightly rusted metal scraped together causing a small squeaking noise that seemed to echo throughout the small back alley unnecessarily loud. I paused to look around, knowing full well that I was all alone in the alleyway.

At this point I should mention that my name's Jinx. I'm a metahuman with the power to increase the bad luck in an object. I have bubblegum pink hair that's styled into twin horns. I guess I could be described as petite. But thanks to my slight figure I've been able to escape some sticky situations.

But back to the alleyway. I climbed up the ladder to the fire-escape landing and from there I made my way to the roof. I moved over to a large window that was placed near the center of the building's roof. Using a window cutter that I'd managed to snag on one of my previous heists, I cut a big hole in the window. Making to sure to catch the glass before it could fall too far and shatter on the ground, I went through the hole landing on my feet without so much as a whisper of wind escaping from my landing.

I looked around to see if there were any guards, but the place seemed completely devoid of life. While looking around I saw several hallways, I went down the one that was closest to me. At the end of the hallway was a big iron door with what looked like one of those wheel looking things that are often found on a submarine's hatches. I wasn't expecting this but I took it in stride and decided to open it. What I found inside was a room furnished with couches, love seats, a few tables, a desk towards the back, and a futon with several mattresses laid on top of each other.

"Hello," a voice said from one of the chairs. A light was turned on and I found myself looking into the eyes of what seemed to be a rather tall man. And the worst part was that he wasn't surprised at seeing someone standing in his room who apparently had been about to steal some valuable items.

"Oh hello," was the only reply I could come up with. I mean what would you do after receiving a shock like that?

"Well now, what should I do about this totally unexpected visit, hmm?" he asked, the sarcasm very evident in his voice especially when he said unexpected.

"Well can we say that calling the police is out of the question?" I had to try. I mean seriously what would you have done in this situation?

"Well actually I have to call them. But if you're willing I could work out an …. arrangement to keep you out of jail?" he said. He seemed rather hesitant about the arrangement he had just mentioned but I was more than willing to try anything to keep outta jail.

"Exactly what would the arrangement be?" I asked, now not so sure about what was about to be asked of me. Let's just say the words that came out of his mouth next were not the ones I was expecting, but then again this day seemed to be filling up with a lot of unexpecteds recently.

"You'll be working for me for the next three years to pay off your criminal record. After that if you choose to stay you'd receive a regular pay that will be determined at some later date," was the reply that I got. Needless to say I was speechless. All that I did was nod and that seemed to be what he was waiting for. He immediately sprung up and went to his phone. He was talking to the captain within seconds from the sound of it. He apparently had some pull within the police department. He got off a few minutes later and turned to me.

"Good news?" I asked, now very hopeful that he had convinced them to go along with his plan.

"Good news indeed. They have agreed to let you work for me in hopes of reforming you. I personally think that you are only get as far as a respectable citizen instead of the superhero they're hoping I and the Titans will turn you into." he said the Titans so calmly that the full impact of it didn't hit me until a few seconds later by which time he had gotten some chocolate milk out of a refrigerator that I hadn't noticed when I first came into the room. When that happened I choked on the milk that I had already drank.

"The Titans?" I finally managed to splutter out. "Why do they have to be involved?"

"Well apparently seeing as I turned down the chance to become one of them the police must involve them due to the fact that you are a 'dangerous meta' who needs to be under constant supervision," he said like this would be a very normal explanation. It was starting to be clear that wasn't the first time that he had offered this deal before. But o could also tell from the look in his eyes that this was the first one he had hope for.

"Wait. You turned an offer to join the Titans? Why? And a better question would be why would they want you? You seem like a normal human being." I said in confusion as it finally got to me what the hell he had just said.

"Well I am actually far from human, Jinx. And I have some skills. Some that are somewhat unnatural and some that come from years of experience. I'm actually an inventor." he replied not at all offended by the way that I had phrased my questions.

"Oh wait hold on. You know my name obviously but I don't know yours," I had just realized that he had an unfair advantage over me, even if it was just a name.

"Oh. I forgot my manners for a moment. Man, mom would kill me for being so impolite. Well my name is Paydon Floodwaters," he replied.

"Well nice to meet you Paydon. So when are the Titans coming over here to start observing?" I asked.

"Not until tomorrow and it's Titan. They can only spare one. Actually she's a personal friend," he said not really explaining. "And you'll have to stay here tonight. I have a blowup mattress if you want. I don't sleep much and when I do I don't use the futon because that's where Sparky sleeps and he doesn't like people so much as touching his bed, let alone sleep in it. Well sweet dreams." And he walked out of the room. I managed to get some sleep, but in the morning I thought that I would never sleep again when I saw who would be observing my reforming. It was the Ice Queen herself. Raven.

A/N: Okay so this is my first fanfiction, so I'm sorry for forgetting one minor, but important detail: the disclaimer so here it goes. I lay no claim to the rights of Teen Titans as I don't own anything related to them besides a video game. So if you sue me you'll be in the wrong. Anyway R&R please. Any questions pm me. This is Mr. Floodwaters signing off. Maybe.