Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans (T.T) or its characters… and all that other stuff I'm suppose to put.

Lauren: First off, I should tell you that you can call me Lauren (Although its not my real name, but whatever). I should also tell you that this is my first fic. And I hope you like it. I am a T.T freak, which you will soon find out, and my favorite character is Raven (She's awesome). Anyway, I know you didn't come here to listen to me, so get to reading and please review.

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A Continuation from Scratch

Prologue:

Three of the Titans sat all cozy in their living room. Afternoon light filtered in from their huge tower window, which overlooked the city.

"Our strategies, while uncomplicated, need to be perfected," Robin explained to Cyborg and Starfire, who were sitting on either side of him on their sofa. "We can't all be running around at once with no sense of order or we'll have no chance of winning," he lectured.

"I'm beginning to feel like one of the Hive students," Cyborg said glumly. "Affective misdirection," he muttered, remembering the past when he himself, for an undercover mission, became enrolled at Hive Academy; a school founded by one of the worst Jump City villains, Brother Blood.

"Strict or not, Robin's plans do help us a great deal when facing our enemies," Starfire proudly stood up for Robin.

Robin, realizing what his friends had just called him, protested. "I am not strict."

Cyborg didn't at all believe him. "Last week, you made Beastboy do 50 push-ups for laughing during battle practice— if that's not strict, then Raven likes sugar, flowers, candy and ice-cream with a cherry on top."

Before Robin had a chance to protest any further, in walked the two other Titans.

"What about me," Raven demanded more than questioned upon hearing her name being mentioned a few seconds earlier from the opposite side of the door, which was now closing behind Beastboy and herself.

"Nothing," Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg shouted in unison, knowing their friends temper.

Although suspicious, the dark Titan subsided the inquiry and followed Beastboy to a seat on the sofa.

"Tell me, you have finished the updating of the crime files," Starfire politely asked them.

"Yep," Beastboy blurted out, "and there aren't any villains left to fight. They're either in prison or haven't been heard from since…" his voice trailed off as he tried to think of the last time they had encountered some of their earlier enemies.

"All of them? Your telling me there's not a single villain we haven't defeated," Robin puzzled on the thought.

"Other than Red X and Brother Blood, who we haven't met in a while, there's not a single one," Raven told them.

"So, what do we do now? I mean we're the Teen Titans—the ultimate crime fighters. What do we do when there's no crime to fight?"

None of the Titans could answer this question, and none of them got the chance, because before any of them could speak, the Titan alarm went off.

I guess evil found a way, they all thought to themselves as they headed over to the computer. And sure enough, it had.