As always, I do not own Teen Titans, the Simpsons, or in this case, Legend of Zelda. For those who don't know, this is a sequel to another stroy I did, called WILDBRATS. In that story that Titans formed an alliance with a super-powered Bart Simpson, as well as some other Simpson kids, and one of my original characters. Please read with an open mind and review a lot!
Chap.1
Breakage
Nothing exciting ever truly happens in a bank. It is a place filled with tellers, accountants, and other such people who's lives are governed by numbers and figures. This dry, bland aesthetic is copied throughout the entire building. Admittedly, there is the appeal of money that is locked inside. But that appeal is tempered, because no ever sees all of it, save those who come and steal it. Of course, that sort of occurrence is a rare one in most places. But Jump City is far from 'most places' and so, such an occurrence happens fairly often. Luckily, the city has more then it's fair share of guardians, to protect it….
"C'mon Pasmus, you can do better then this!" yelled Neuron, as he effortlessly dodged the mud-monster slimeballs. The creature simply roared and redoubled it's efforts. However, it was met with a blast of starbolts and ice chunks. As the barrage blasted holes throughout the monster's body, Bartman, Robin, Cyborg and the blue-armored figure of Nightstalker leapt out from the safe behind him. "Ya know, all we wanted was to get some movies Plasmus." Cyborg yelled. "But you had to do this now, so plans got changed." Robin replied. "Still, we can do both if we hurry." continued Nightstalker, as he pulled out his sword. "Now we'll.. we'll uh… oh hell, eat my shorts!" yelled Bartman. This finally seemed to enrage the monster, as he began to charge them. But before Plasmus could attack, a black energy wrapped around his legs, freezing him in place. Cyborg and Nightstalker fired in unison, blasting the slimy being hard and sending him falling back. But before he hit, Robin and Bartman fired their grapples into him, pulling him forward again. However, Plasmus was pulled into a raging fire, provided by Heatstrike. The flames baked him almost instantly, turning him a crisp shell of himself. The shell hit the ground, chipping away in a few places. The other heroes quickly covered their ears, as the sonic screech of the Scarlet Whimpernel filled the air. The shell began to bubble, then it broke apart, leaving an unconscious human in it's wake. "Nice job team." said Robin, as the other Titans and WILDB.R.A.T.S came out of hiding. "Looking down at Plasmus, Starfire asked, "Is he all right?" "Oh yeah, he just won't be able to hear or wake up fro a few days. More then enough time to put him back in jail." replied Whimpernel
"So, what do we do now?" asked Bartman, as he cleaned the slime of Plasmus from his glove. Robin opened his mouth to answer, but suddenly there was a snap in the air. Titans and B.R.A.T.S both froze, their bodies literally standing rigid. Without warning, the air seemed to crackle, as though it was being charged with a fantastic energy. The color of the world seemed to shift, growing first dark, then reddish, then finally to a hue of crimson. The heroes watched in horror, conscious of what was happening but unable to act upon it. The red began to swirl around them, gathering itself into a huge sphere that grew larger and larger. As it grew, the heroes began to feel a creeping horror run through them. It hung over their heads, then without warning burst apart, blasting the color through them, and seeming to break the paralysis. Slowly, they were forced back through the crimson, looking as though they were swimming through a pool of blood. Then without warning, time sped back up; the color disappeared and the heroes hit the floor.
Slowly, they sat up, each one completely overwhelmed by what they had just seen. They looked from one to the other, unable to put into words what had just happened. The memory of that horror still burned brightly within them. Finally, someone did speak; surprisingly, it was Polar. "What…?" "I-I don't know." said Raven, for once at a loss for anything to say. "That feeling… it's like.." Starfire began, then halted, unable to put it into words. But then Neuron did. "It's like some kind of good force been shattered and now, something's sucking the life out of it." All heads turned, except one. The demonic face of the Nightstalker spoke; "Something has been."
"You know what that was?" asked Bartman in disbelief. The Elemental grimly nodded. "It's a break, but one that I never thought could happen." "Explain." Robin demanded. Facing each of his comrades, Nightstalker began to speak.
"I've told you guys about my trips through dimensions right?" the Elemental asked. "Well, there is one dimension I've never been to. It's called the Evil Realm." "Sounds great." said Beast Boy. Undaunted by the interruption, 'Stalker continued. "There's a reason for it. This world is hell, or at the least, the closest any living mortal can come to it. It's a dead, barren world, with a black sun and an ocean of shadows. It is part flame and part ice; I imagine some poor fool actually got a glimpse of it and that's where the image for the Christian hell came from. Anyway, the main reason those who know about call it hell is because it's where every evil being of great magic or unnatural creation has gone upon their demise." "So this is sort of like an afterlife?" asked Cyborg. "In a way. It's believed the reason those beings are allowed to survive is the same reason I am; because their evil is needed to bring the illumination to the light side." "So does this have a point or is this a bigger, more pointless version of Chief Wiggium's police reports?" asked Heatstrike. "Like every dimension, the Realm is kept separate from the others by mystic barriers. But unlike the others, these barriers cannot be crossed. It's been said that if any of the prisoners of the Realm escaped, they would be able to travel to another world, but first that world would have to be stained by the blood of all those who have fallen at their hands."
Everyone's eyes widened. "Then what we saw…" began Whimpernel. "Was the effect of something escaping from that Realm. Something that chose to come to Earth. Something that was locked away because it almost razed an entire world." The heroes looked at one another in shock. Finally Robin asked, "What do we do?" His reply was, "Right now, we have to wait. Whatever this thing is, it's nearby and it has to strike soon." Suddenly, the sound of a blood-curdling scream filled the air. Ten heads whipped around. One remained in place, and said, "It's begun."
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