Disclaimer: I don't own any part of the Teen Titan's franchise. Sorry to disappoint.

Not Set in Stone

Prologue

Dr. Arthur Light was not a man to be messed with, to say the least, at least not right now. He would not enjoy being bothered when he was just getting his head back on his shoulders.

He felt like he hadn't been himself, not for a long, long time. It was almost like he couldn't control his emotions or actions.

But not now. His head was becoming clearer every second and he could now control himself with clarity. Who would have known that it would have been the Titans that caused this understanding?

He had hit his head while fighting him, and now alone in his jail cell he understood what he was. Who he was.

Before this life he was Dr. Arthur Light. He had been a genius in his scientific field, and because of this he decided to take advantage of his brains and talent. He came to the side of evil simply because it was the most convenient and the easiest to understand to him. Besides, the dark side had a better pay check.

He had been this close to destroying the Justice League when the team of heroes had decided to regain their footing and beat him at his own game. They had turned his technologies against him, and they had blinded him.

They then tore apart his brain, forcing him to have the confidence of a teenage girl and robbing him of some of his intelligence. The Justice League then transported him to Jump City where they had left him to be a plaything to the Teen Titans, their proteges. They had thought that he would be easy to defeat, and they were right.

The Justice League wanted the Teen Titans to defeat someone, even if he was insignificant and small. They had underestimated the Titans at their earliest and had thought that they weren't going to be anything good, which over time had proved false.

But all of that was gone now. Dr. Light was slowly regaining what he had lost thanks to the Justice League and he wanted revenge. He wanted it so badly that he could feel the need flooding his veins.

But he didn't want it from the Justice League. Oh no. Destroying them at their core wouldn't be enough. He wanted to badly shaken them, and then come for them next.

He would destroy the Titans. But he couldn't do it now. Oh no, they were too good now. But if he could go back in time, where they were weaker, slower, and younger, then things would be easier. Far easier.

And so the calculating part of his brain, a part that for far too long was cold, began thinking and tinkering with his plan.

A/N: Well. Here you go. My new story. I've based it on a Teen Titans comic book story arc and yes, there will be time travel in this story. I can tell I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this one.

Love,

RFE