Teen Titans story! Whoo! I loved loved loved this show when I was younger, so I just had to write a story for it. And this is it! Enjoy! Reviews are, as always, more than welcome!
It was just a job. She had to make money to live, and let's be honest; a waitress at the local pizza parlor is not a job by any stretch of the imagination. She was always told to use the skills given to her; it was just a side note that her skills weren't exactly legal. But hey, a girl's gotta eat, right? Right. That's why she stole.
She wasn't a petty thief; she was much too proud for such a demeaning description. No, she was a thief-for-hire, a master thief-for-hire, thank you very much. And she was the best in the city. The best in the city got the best jobs, it was simple fact. And getting the best job meant the best pay, as well as the best competition.
Have you noticed? The entire world is one big contest and the winners make it to the top. And the best thing about the game? It never ends until that one round that you finally lose, and there is always the threat of losing. Exhilarating.
The Teen Titans? The best super heroes in all of Jump City, the ones who took care of all crime and evil doers, the ones with that ridiculously catchy theme song? They had no idea she even existed. The people who hired her? Employed her and they've never seen her face. Her landlord? Thinks she's the sweetest, most innocent girl ever.
Her power? None. She learned martial arts as a child, but other than that she was simply good at going unnoticed. She called her "power" Silence, because no one could ever catch her if she didn't want to be found, and she could steal anything, no matter how much security there was or how many Titans protected it.
The job itself was simple, just the usual grab-n-go. It was boring. It was time for something exciting. And what could be more fun than provoking the Titans into a wild goose chase? She'd never fought them before, but she'd watched them. Analyzed each and every battle. She knew their strengths and weaknesses even better than they did. It was time to reveal herself to them.
That night, a small black figure crept into a dark, high security museum full of ancient and priceless artifacts. The thief's client had hired her to take a small bracelet with a green jewel set in a gold inlay. She thought it looked a bit junky, but as she was getting paid to fetch it she couldn't care less on how it looked. This client paid well; he'd hired her a number of times and always paid half up front.
She'd infiltrated this particular museum before and knew every escape route like the back of her hand. It was the perfect place to make herself known to the Titans.
One would think that she would avoid the young heroes at all costs, but she was bored with no competition in her way; she was looking for new entertainment.
The thief entered through the roof, crawling through the air vent that protruded through the roof and opened up to the sky. She snaked her way through the vents until she reached the room she was looking for.
The room was a small branch off of the larger Egyptian Exhibit, one that most people neglected to walk through. The artifacts were far from impressive compared to the contents of the other rooms: the centerpiece seemed to be the dinky little bracelet she had been hired to steal.
She strode up to the display case and, without her usual caution, punched a hole through the glass. A loud siren blared, yet she stood her ground. Beneath the black mask covering the lower half of her face, she was grinning in anticipation. She wasn't disappointed. The Teen Titans arrived almost immediately in all their sparkly superhero glory.
She flipped backwards, putting some distance between herself and her opponents. The bracelet dangled from her wrist. "Now, now," she admonished mockingly, her voice masked by a distorter. It came out in a boy's tone. "Is this the welcome I get for finally introducing myself?" she dodged a starbolt that came hurtling at her face and leapt over the small green boy who had transformed into a ram and charged at her.
"Took you this long to work up the courage to fight us? Doesn't merit much respect, you know," Robin taunted, taking the high ground and watching the battle, waiting to make his own entrance.
"What makes you think this is my first escapade? I've been working Jump City since before you five even met," the masked thief countered.
Cyborg lunged after her, attempting to tackle her to the ground- she ducked out of the way and danced away from his reach. As he crashed to the ground, darkness opened up beneath her feet. "Why would you reveal yourself to us after so long then?" the blue cloaked girl known as Raven questioned as her power engulfed the thief.
The other girl, Starfire, joined her friends. "Yes, it does not make any sense that we would not know who you are. Tell us, why are you doing this?" she fired off another bolt, and this time the thief had to roll to avoid being blasted to bits.
"Is it so hard for you to believe that I'm skilled enough to keep under your radar?" The girl in all black wanted to know. Underneath the thick racecar driver style goggles, her eyes flashed in indignation. These young heroes were rather arrogant in their information system.
"Dude, we're the best," the green boy shifted back into his human form. "If you were a long standing criminal, we'd have heard of you. The thief launched herself at him, swinging her leg around to catch him full in the stomach and sent him flying into a wall. She used the momentum of her attack to spring up to Robin. She threw a punch, which he deflected. The two fell into a rapid fire sparring match, neither able to land any critical blows. Finally, the thief caught the spiky haired boy by the arm and threw him into the two girls on his team.
Brushing some dust off her uniform she declared, "Information is all about control. The one who holds the most knowledge holds the most power, and I think you'll all be a bit surprised at how little power you actually possess." That seemed to finally give them pause.
"Just what are you after, Villain?" Cyborg called out.
"I'm not a villain, I'm just doing my job," the thief retorted. She rubbed at her hand, which was sore from her combat against Robin. The group took the chance to relaunch their attacks. The thief bounded out of the way, dodging all manner of projectiles launched at her. "And what I'm after, I've already retrieved,"
"But why? Why are you doing this if you claim not to be evil?" Starfire cried out, whipping starbolts after the thief. None hit, but they threw off her balance just enough to keep her stumbling as she dodged.
She smirked. "Boredom. And you all are doing a fantastic job of relieving it, but," she crossed her arms over her chest, pulling out a multitude of small pellet bombs. "It's time for me to make my escape. It was wonderful meeting you all,"
She threw the bombs at the ground and made her getaway as the smoke cleared. Just as she leapt into the ventilation, she heard a voice yelling out through the gas: "Wait! Who are you!" the girl chuckled to herself; that would be Robin, the Boy Wonder.
She decided to answer him, because it would make her life that much more interesting. "Just call me Vendetta, Champ, that's all you need to know." And then she was gone.
The smoke cleared and the group found themselves to be alone. Cyborg dusted some debris from his shoulder and remarked "He didn't kick our butts, but we definitely lost," the other members glared at him, an aura of anger rising up around them so strong that it almost seemed palpable. He shrugged with an apologetic grin on his face.
"He called himself 'Vendetta', which means he must have some sort of bone to pick with us, but he also tried to tell us he wasn't a criminal," Robin noted thoughtfully.
"He is most unusual," Starfire agreed, lighting on the ground beside the red clad boy. The rest of the group joined them and they all trudged back to their tower.