Disclaimer I do not own Teen Titans or anything of DC comics.
Joe sat at his computer staring dumbfounded at the message that was sitting on his screen.
Your Turn.
This was a message from the Dark Titans that would only activate once the original members were dead. Joe thought that could never happen. He clicked on a message.
Dear Joe Stoe AKA Nightshade, you have been selected to lead the new Dark Titans. In a few moments you shell receive the last memory of the DT that fell last, you shell also receive files on candidates selected to be apart of the dark titans. There are files locked as they are also possible leaders meaning you can't have, just in case you fall in the line of duty. You are to create a team of 5 you are the first member good luck.
Joe was instantly filled with the last memory of Beast, his final confrontation with Robin. Once his senses were no longer bombarded by this menory, thousands of files popped up. He watched as they rearranged themselves. Leaders, Owls, Stargrazers, Bloodstones, Raves and Beast's choice.
"I should find a mind reader, make sure no one is framing Robin" mumbled Nightshade.
He was looking around when he found his profile. He clicked on it.
Name. Joe Stoe aka Nightshade.
Age. 263,540 years.
Choice. Beast.
Gender. Does not actually have one and does not define himself by gender. He also does not need sex and can change sex when he feels like it.
Race. takes the form of a Russian male.
Powers. Nightshade is an aspect of nature. He can control large predatory animals and Bees. He has full control over plants and can emit poison breath.
Mental status. Normal, other then his fetish for tentacle porn which he finds funny and sometimes participates. He's the tentacle monster by the way.
Nightshade laughed when he saw this. They had information on him that he was surprised that anyone knew. Now it was time for him to really start looking for people.