Note: I do not own Teen Titans, Raven or and other persons related to Teen Titans. The White Tiger (Sara Dunton) is a character of my own creation (though there is a super hero named White Tiger, but she is like Batman only lamer)
NAS 2: The first chapter has nothing to do with Teen Titans but is needed since I am adding a new character.
Chapter 1
Dark, damp and alone. That's how I liked my life. Both my parents died the day that I was born. Dad died on the way to the hospital and mom died while giving birth to me. For a long time I felt like everyone blamed me for their deaths. Every where I turned people looked at me like I was the devil, though I doubt the devil had black and white hair and crystal moonlight blue eyes. I had no friends at school and the teachers really didn't take the time to notice me. So at the age of 14 I ran away from the Catholic Church I grew up in and started working as trash (wo)man for the zoo. My job was easy, if there were trash on the ground, I would pick it up. And for pay, I got free meals, and could sleep in which ever enclosure I wished.
It was not hard to figure out where I belonged. I mean my nick name for the zoo was proof enough. White Tiger woman. All the visitors and staff called me that. Even the little children that never had seem me before would turn to their mothers and ask "Mommy why is that white tiger lady not in the cage with the other tigers?"
I felt at peace with them, the tigers that is. I could tell when one was going to be sick, which ones would be the most likely to have cubs at a certain time of the year. It was almost as if I could read their minds. And I know that they can read mine.
Let me explain. One day at work, I had gotten really angry because everyone and their dog were leaving trash on the ground. Not even joking, one family brought their little Yorkie with them to the zoo. Any way, I got really pissed and the tigers, really more like all the animals, started to act out. They yelled, screamed, and charged at visitors through there enclosures.
It scared the crap out of the visitors, but it really frightened me. Going from pissed to scared, I cleaned the zoo and pushed it to the back of my mind. It wasn't until later that night that I realized that I was hearing voices. I was in my den with the white tigers and Mistey, one of my favorite tigers, and her two three month old cubs came and laid down by my legs. The cubs kept rubbing their heads against my legs and I could have sworn I heard some one say "Why are you so sad Sara? Is life really all that bad? We love you. You are like a big sister to us. Please clam down."
That's when the strangest thing happened. I felt my self grow hair, my teeth started to sharpen, muscle toughened all over my body, my mouth got longer and both my hearing and sight got better. I felt as though I had become a tiger, the pain of it all was worst then any thing that I have ever felt in my life. When I yelled it was a roar. And that's when my boss walked in. The look in his eyes was as if was looking into the eyes of a monster. To him I most likely was a monster. After all I had just changed from human to tiger in front of his eyes.
I tried to talk to him, but all that came out was "roar grr purr roar". That is when he grabbed his cell phone and dialed a number I would have thought would have been animal control. Instead he called the friendly neighborhood teen superhero group, the Teen Titans.
That's when I knew that I was in a word of hurt. How were the five superhero teens, Robin, Cyborg, Starfire, Beast Boy, and Raven, going to understand that I was not going to hurt anyone? I wasn't evil. I wasn't like Gizmo, Slade, Mambo Jumbo, or any of the other villains they had fought. I was just, well I don't know what I am, but I know that when they come I am not going to fight.