The storyline that I have created and the original character are my creations. The rest of the world is not mine and I do not take any credit for it.
This story takes place in Jump City as well as (later) a place outside of the general area. There is also going to be some vulgar language. Later there will possibly be the slash of an OC and someone else, probably made into a chapter or story all on its own, it may be a while though. Language and adult situations will come in time and for these reasons, it is rated M. I also have not read any of the comics, but I have seen most of the television episodes, leaving off the last four or five. I'm basing the story roughly between seasons three and four. Also, I have upped the age of each of the characters. I have always seen the Teen Titans as being in their 20s than really being teenagers. I will also be changing a bit of the future of the animated series. All in all, I hope you enjoy!
I will be reworking chapter 1 and 2. I don't feel they're good, and the random switch from third to first person is a bit of a problem.
Things Unnoticed
I don't get it, where was I supposed to be? Was the only thought that ran through the wanderer's head. It was a long summer day in the land that surrounds Jump City. He was average height and build, but had a deep tan from being out in the sun too long. His short blonde hair was obscured by a wide-brimmed hat. He wore shorts and a white wife beater. With a backpack on, he was unfettered by the heat that was around him. Although it was deathly hot and his water supplies were running low, he wasn't sweating, thus managing it better than any others making the same trip. As he took a sip from his water bottle, something started to happen. It was just a small shift in the wind, but it was still noticeable. They came from the Northwest, and the East, and almost everywhere. He couldn't run, not even going up would save him. He fought for a bit, but the numbers soon were too overwhelming and he was captured and taken away. He blacked out soon after that, or maybe it was some sort of drugs, but his captors were sure he was out.
What's happened in my life? A man of average height with shoulder length blonde hair ran through the streets of Jump City, knowing that the Teen Titans were coming soon, but he couldn't risk them getting there late. His "friends" were in trouble. He wore his sneakers, like always, but he soon had to ditch the ground for a more aerial approach. This man had a certain power over air, but it took him most of the few days he remembered to figure it out. It was worse than that though, he had to hide it from his friends. They were the power-bashing type, always making jokes that if Cyborg or Starfire were to get in a real fight without any of Cyborg's technology and Starfire's supernatural abilities, they would lose. He tried objecting to this once, early on, but he was soon ridiculed for being a complete dumbass and then threatened by the group to see if he really was a power-lover.
The sky was fresh this night, with just a small breeze blowing in, he continued following the criminals that he took them off guard easily. He didn't expect anyone to come from above yet, so he easily dropped down in front of the truck that they just tried to steal the hard drive from. It was easy, making a field of air that he would make to lift something, only vertical, against the speeding truck. It took a little bit for him to get it to stop going forward, but he was able to lift it just a bit off the ground while it was at a standstill. He quickly flew around back and broke the lock the other criminals put on with the crowbar he took from the scene. He took the handles and forced the doors open to reveal his friends. They were surprised to see him there instead of Raven. Since they felt the truck rise up they assumed it was her, but they just gave him a scowl and jumped off the truck and they walked away with their treasure securely in their hands.
It took a bit for the criminals that wanted the hard drive to get back to him. This time, they had weapons for the hero. It was almost a pathetic fight; one of them was able to get the jump on him, hitting him in the arm with a pipe. It wasn't bone-breaking, but it did hurt. The other two in their team finished the triangle around him and tried to hit him at the same time, they both missed and left and opening for one of them to get a swift kick in the side. Where did I learn that? Was the only thought that went through the blonde man's head as he continued to beat up the other two. After the battle, he sat looking at the pile of men that he made. He was breathing heavy, but after a few moments he was sure to catch his breath. He let the truck down and looked around in the sky. He soon saw a green blast flying towards him and a pain in the back of his head. His body soon crumpled as he went into darkness the second time, the last thought he had was This feels familiar.
He woke up in a white room, lying down in a bed. There was a window and a couple of monitors; one of which was hooked up to him. He also noticed an intravenous that was in his arm. There was beeping from some machines and a strange feeling of comfort that happened over the man as he lied in bed. He took off the connectors to the machine, but left in the iv. He knew that it wouldn't be worth it to take out, since he didn't have a bandage. He walked over to the window with the hanging bag and stared out at the scenery. He found that he was not in the city. He was across the bay and in the tower that his friends constantly made fun of. He loved the scene though, the city against the blue and orange sky. He found it astounding how the blue sky changed colors so easily at sunset and sunrise. Since the sky was all air, he found it strange that a phenomenon of light took place in it. He always thought it was…
"Disturbingly like a beautiful assassin." The man jumped as he noticed the words weren't just in his head. He looked around and saw that the green Titan was standing next to him, looking out at the same view he was. "I know it's weird, but I just think that eventually the sun will explode and whether or not we'll be on it, it'll kill everyone, thus making it an assassin." He looked back smiling at the other man. "Maybe that's just my imagination working up."
The man stayed silent, just shocked that he was like-minded to at least one of these "heroes." But he remembered the green thing that came at him before he went unconscious. It wasn't normal for green things to come from the sky, but he had known it was one of the two Titans that had come at him. He knew that he could've died, but the thing not making him angry was the fact that he was alive. If these people were to knock him out and then save him, there was no choice for him to assume that they would not hurt him.
"So, what's your name?" Beast Boy inquired. There was no response as the other man crossed his arms. "So, the silent treatment?" He continued when he noticed the other man wouldn't respond, "You know we didn't attack you or anything. Actually, that was the people that you saved. Starfire saw the fight that you put up to save your criminal friends. It's weird. You save them, they hit you, we save you. Now, you aren't going to turn on us are you?" He asked with some faked scorn in his voice. There wasn't much the other man did. He felt weak from the shock that his own friends probably would have killed him if it wasn't for the Titans.
After a few minutes he laid back down, ashamed of everything that had happened. He hung around that crowd for days just to have them hit him over the head. They knew he didn't remember anything and took advantage of that fact. Soon Beast Boy came over and took out the iv that was inside of him. "You realize that we brought you here and we know most heroes and villains. We've never seen you before this, but so far we've seen you help steal an important hard drive and save some people that you thought were friends. Now, which is it? Friend or foe?" He said looking at me expectantly. He put a Band-Aid over the needle site and went to go wash his hands.
"Well, I guess since it's the silent treatment with you, there's not much I can do. Just remember we'll be your friends, if you let us." He said as he walked out the room. The room was definitely quieter without Beast Boy in the room, but it didn't matter.
The man that lied in bed now knew nothing about his own life. He arrived at least three days ago from wandering in from the area around Jump City and walked into a couple stores asking for jobs. During those interviews he found out that he has no clue what he is able to do. No one hired him and he found some "friends" who seemed to comfort him. They knew how to make people feel better, at least for a while. He went to drugs, sure, but it was only for a small time. In fact, he had no knowledge that drugs would do anything.
Only when his friends tried to leave him for dead after an overdose, he got up and walked back to the apartments, or so he thought. He really levitated back to his temporary room, a fact which he found out when he hit the ground after falling the couple of feet that he was floating in. He lied there for a few more minutes, still hyped up on drugs; he figured he was just hallucinating. As he drifted off into a dreamless sleep. He woke up the next morning with a bruise on his chest. He did fall during the previous night and the only thing he could vaguely remember was the thought that he had been flying. He wanted to test out the ability of flight that he had, but he didn't know what to do so he waited for the night to come in order to try.
It had been a long day for the drifter. After saying no to the drugs that were offered to him, he had endured verbal abuse that few others have ever seen. He was surprisingly resilient to the meaningless words, but the threats did matter. He was afraid for his life not only because he possibly had some extra powers, but because the group had killed before. He went up to the roof and tried to remember how he was able to fly. The only problem was that the drugs from the night before were inhibiting his ability to remember. He couldn't remember exactly what happened, other than the want to go to a place that he knew.
He tried to create a similar feeling but was not able to. He wasn't sure exactly how to recreate any feeling that could remind him of his powers. He tried concentrating, moving his hands in different motions to see if anything would happen, and blowing in the wind to see if he could make a gust happen. No matter what he tried, there was no way to make him even rise up in the air. He got frustrated and he started to punch things in the general area. Nothing happened when he did this, but it did make him feel a lot better.
The man soon decided to turn in for the night, so he went back downstairs to where his bed was. While lying still, he thought about the layout of the building, where each person was. He knew exactly how each person was sleeping, but it was more than that, he felt it. He followed the air current as it went in and out of the ventilation system, the way his friends breathed in and out while asleep, even the movement of a cat in the alleyway. That's when he realized, he was actually in the air. He wasn't floating or anything, but he sensed everything that happened in the air. Eventually he drifted off to another dreamless sleep, happy that he found something that could possibly make him fly.
It would be the next night before he could practice again. During that day, his buddies let him in on some of their more lucrative ways of getting cash that did not revolve around the selling of drugs. It was simple, there were days when not all of those pussy Titans were around. Sometimes one of them would go to the east to check up on one of the Titan's other lame groups out there. The gang would simply hijack a truck that contained some sort of expensive item. The item for this week was an external hard drive with a terabyte of memory.
The man didn't know what was on the hard drive, but it didn't matter to him. It was a job for him and his friends to do and maybe, if he was lucky, he'd be able to get accepted into the group more, but that didn't matter at the moment. The job was for the next night, so he had to wait through another night and day before his change in status. However, this did mean that he had another night to try to do something with his powers.
He started off slowly, with just thinking about the air, feeling the currents that the air created. He sat there for an indescribable amount of time, thinking and being the air. After that period, he got up and tried to make himself float in the air. It took a bit of concentration and faith, but he eventually was able to rise up in the air. He took his time, slowly managing the way he moved in the air. Eventually he got around to flying around the City. He hit a couple billboards and buildings along the way, but nothing was bone breaking. He felt right flying around. He knew how to make every move of his while in the sky. It was really weird, almost as if he'd been doing it his entire life. He started to play around with lifting other objects as he had himself. First it was boxes, but he quickly moved on to lifting bigger and bigger things until he could lift cars a few inches off of the ground. By that time it was nearly morning, so he went to rest because he needed the sleep before the heist that was planned for that night.
Everything was planned out to the last detail. The heist was to take place in the warehouse district of Jump City. He was to be a lookout standing on one end of an alleyway while another man stood on the other entrance. The other two were to go in and pick the lock to the truck while the driver was sleeping away in a hotel. Everything went off without a hitch on his side, until he heard the engine rev and the truck started moving. He quickly turned and followed the truck as it sped off into the night. He knew by this time the Titans had been called, since the truck moved, and he had to make his move to save his friends now. He noticed the other sentry knocked out and took his crowbar as he ran past. He soon took off in the air, knowing he could get in front of the truck so much easier.
The blonde man remembered the days as he lied in bed. His days were terrible and the only refuge was the nights of practice he had. I suppose the few hours here were decent. He mused. He was about to get back out of the bed, when Beast Boy opened up the door. "We have a room ready if you'll stay. You're not trusted, to put it simply, but you may be trusted after a few mission. You talking yet?" He asked while giving the man a hand with getting up. The man didn't say a word, nor gave any indication that he heard the other. "Well, I guess you might as well follow me, I'll lead you to your room. Now, until you're trusted, you won't have full access to the tower, it's… policy." The man noticed that the green one was uneasy, something that probably happened in the past. He gave a slight nod to say that he's ready and they both walked through the tower.
They went down a hall, up two flights of stairs, and then passed three doors on their left, with the blonde's being the fourth. The door opened with a small whooshing noise, and a small view awaited him. There was an average twin sized bed, a dresser, a closet, a table and two chairs and a vanity. The room had a tall ceiling, and the best feature was clearly the window which barely caught the last light of the sun. The green man walked over to the window and looked for a bit before turning back to the blonde and saying, "We don't really have many spare clothes for you, but there are some in the dresser so that you can change." He motioned to the dresser as he spoke.
For some reason, the blonde felt weak and everything got a bit dark. He felt himself fall, but in the next moment he was on the bed. For all he knew, he could have died and this could be heaven. He was alone for the moment, so he got up to look at the night sky, catching a small green light flying around. Starfire… he thought, remembering the green orb flying at his face. He had just started to wonder if there was something going on in the city, but then three of the Titans, Raven, Cyborg, and Beast Boy, came into the room.
"But still, you should have told us he was awake and moving around." Raven continued her conversation from out in the hall. "He just woke up from a couple days in an unconscious state, he needs food you oversized twat." She continued. "Look, he's still up and moving, here Mr. Speechless, lay back down, you need to get something to eat before you die from starvation, YOU," She continues with Beast Boy, "You shall cook him something, and make it variety since he won't talk. You'll have to cook some meat, DON'T ARGUE!" She cried out as Beast Boy opened his mouth, "You will cook him some variety and then bring it to him. Suck. It. Up." She spat the last words after which she quickly walked out of the room.
"Duuuuude, BB, you better get started, she has you on a leash." Cyborg said as he continued his check of the blonde man's charts. Soon Beast Boy left the room, grumbling about needing gloves and a mask. When Cyborg and the man were alone, Cyborg started to ask questions. "So, BB said that you haven't spoken a word, is this true?" He waited a couple seconds and then continued on, "I guess that will answer that question. You know, so far we only know you as someone who can fly, can somehow levitate objects, and can fight people. You also have helped some robbers get away with a terra byte of memory that was very important for the government. We're not sure exactly which side you're on, but we think that we may be able to trust you, seeing as you stopped the worse of the two robbers from getting that terabyte." He explained. "Here, you'll be able to access certain parts of the Tower with this," He states while holding out a card, "It's a simple swipe access card we installed after an incident we had. You'll be able to get to the common room, the hallway to your room, and the training facilities. We can't have you roaming around and learning all of our secrets yet, but maybe, eventually." He said.
Cyborg left the card on the nightstand and walked out. It was odd being in the hated tower, but he didn't mind the fact that he had a room to himself. He soon found that the being alone was just what he needed. He lied down on his bed and did the same trick as before, when he was at the apartment. He thought about the current of air, the flow of each molecule. He sensed Raven sitting in her room, a book open at her side and a mirror close at hand. Cyborg was in a garage-like setting, working on a car or other vehicle that he couldn't make out. Robin was in the training room, using his time to hone his skills. Beast Boy was in the kitchen, trying to figure out what to make. And Starfire was in there too, trying to give ideas to Beast Boy, who simply shook his head as if disgusted by previous memories. It seemed so average here, each of them breaking off when missions were done. It was quiet in his room, quiet enough where he slept and dreamt of the sky.
Don't be afraid to review please! If you notice some inconsistencies (more important for later) or other such things, please tell me.
