Initial Notes (10/16/14)

I have removed the old initial notes as they were rather long and not completely necessary to this story. I will summarize instead.

First, the obligatory: Please review! I won't ask anywhere else and will not clutter the story with more Author's Notes, promise! Feel free to PM with questions. I'll answer if I know the answer myself! Now, regarding the story...

This is a story focused on Raven and an OC, Jon. This takes place in the Teen Titans' universe with some minor tweaks for flavor and to make allowances for character backgrounds. This story is the first written of Chronicler Saga, but takes place chronologically after the events of two other, currently unwritten, fics. The story can be well-understood with only Teen Titans knowledge. I do borrow or make reference to several other fandoms, usually for flavor or as "Easter Eggs," with varying degrees of import. This includes but not limited to: Ranma 1/2, Oh! My Goddess!, White Wolf (Mage), The Dark Tower, and The Dresden Files. I pull some lore from the combined DC universe, and some from my imagination.


It is a curious thing. Nearly everyone knows about the Titans. We don't exactly try to hide our existence. Rather, we flaunt it, living within a giant symbol. Yet villains, thieves, and all matter of unscrupulous individuals continue to work in the city. In fact, it seems that new villains appear weekly. Wouldn't it be more beneficial for them to work elsewhere? Or, at the very least, not draw such attention to themselves? Can their hubris really extend that far beyond their common sense?

A new costumed enemy appeared on the streets today. He was stealing the money from vending machines. Afterwards we needed to clarify with the commissioner that we should be called based upon the criminal's talent and not simply their wardrobe.

It is a matter of concern that the police force seems to be... less than vigilant. Their efficacy also seems to be lower than when we first arrived. Is this because the city has become that much more dangerous, or is it because its denizens have become too lax in its upkeep? Between the police growing weaker and the criminals growing stronger, one is forced to contemplation...

Is it possible that, rather than being a cure to the disease, we are simply another symptom?

-Raven