hey my peeps! another fan fic coming your way from yours truly! reviews are always needed, and any suggestions. I really enjoy writing. almost as much as i do enjoy reading, but alas, if you find a mistake blame it on my dyslexia! it affects both reading and writing. fun right? no, not fun. but hey, that's life. I'll stop aimlessly rambling on about it and let you read! enjoy!

~snow~

Disclaimer: If i did own the Teen Titans I wouldn't be making fan fics, I'd be dressing up like them!

Chapter one: Waffles

Cyborg was in the kitchen making waffles, YUMMY. as they were my favorite I ran down to eat as soon as I smelled them. the aroma of waffles filled every crack of the tower and left me to wonder; how was anyone to asleep with the smell of waffles?

"mornin' Rae, knew you'd be the first down." Cyborg said sarcasticly while he handed me a plate.

"hey, waffles are good."

"WAFFLES, are they tofu?" beast boy charges in.

"im not making stupid tofu waffles, there's not even meat in waffles!" Cyborg yells while Raven hides a smirk.

"it is a glorious day, good morning friend Cyborg, friend Raven!" Starfire stretched her arms towards us, and a smile lit her face like a thousand candles. and her friends smiled back.

Robin walked into the kitchen, and he looked pissed.

"good morning friend Robin," Starfire beamed with joy, but Robin stayed as he was, angry.

"I'm going to Gotham, batts needs my help. im leaving this afternoon. I'll be back in a week or two." Robin sighed.

"I'm assuming you don't want to go." Cyborg stated.

"nope,"

After breakfast, Robin went to his room to pack. Cyborg and Beast boy were playing some game having to do with monkeys and ninjas. i will never understand boys, I thought softly. Starfire went off to the mall. which leaves me all alone, not that im sad or anything. more time for meditating.

i walked to my room. the sun had begun to rap itself between my dark lavender curtains and peer into my room. something was wrong. my room felt off. my eyes scanned the room for anything out-of-place. on my nightstand sat a piece of paper folded in half propped up like a tent. i reached out to the note and examined it, the contents read:

Dear Raven

I've had two apprentices and they both failed because of one simple thing; they were emotionally attached to their friends. But what I don't get is if you consider them your friends then why are you always alone? Why do they call you 'creepy' and 'goth'? You have potential, and I need an apprentice. consider this as a blessing. I know you don't really like it at your tower.

Yours Truly

Slade

I shiver upon reading the name. And then I realize that my window is open so I quickly go to shut it. Thats how he got in.

Apprentice? For Slade? I'm a Titan, not a villain. But as much as I'd like to deny it, he was some what right. I AM always alone. They DO call me 'creepy' and 'goth'. But how does he know that? I do like the tower but it has its burdens to bear. Like not having a normal life, or having a normal family. What is normal anymore?

Does Slade really need an apprentice?

hey thanks for reading! more will be posted in about a week!