A Monster Reborn

Disclaimer: I do not own 'Teen Titans' but I do own my character Lecter and the character with the name Hexxus

Chapter One

Lecter headed out of the store and made his way back to Titans Tower. He had just settled his issues with Beastboy and he started a wonderful marriage with Raven.

Lecter made his way through the dark alleys, using his lycan speed and agility to leap from rooftop to rooftop.

While traveling back Lecter caught something out of the corner of his eye. He saw a shadow move on his left, as if someone or something was following him.

Despite the shadow distance Lecter could make out the strong scent coming from it. It was a scent he had encountered before: the scent of dead flesh, a vampire!

Whenever a vampire was present with Lecter, things never turned out so good.

The werewolf changed his path and headed to where he saw the shadow descend. Tracking it was easy because it was leaving a rotting smell as a trail.

"Where are you heading Blood", Lecter thought.

The lycan followed the trail into a dark alleyway. He stepped in cautiously, the stench becoming stronger with each step.

"Alright. Where's the setup," he yelled.

As soon as Lecter said that, vampires appeared around him.

"I should have known better than try to have my disciples ambush you. I forgotten how well a lycan's senses are," a voice called out from the alley.

A mysterious vampire came out from the shadows.

Lecter could see the individual was dressed in a crimson robe and carrying a cane with a demonic head on the end. The vampire was wearing a steel face mask similar to the mask wore by the Phantom of the Opera when Lecter took Raven to see the musical.

"Oh and I'm scarred not blind, let me see your hands and drop whatever you are holding."

Lecter tossed down in front of him his communicator and a book.

The masked vampire picked up the book and read the note inside the first page: "'To Raven, my true love. You have been with me through it all. You are the light that dispels the darkness in me. I will love you with all my heart forever. Your husband, Lecter.'

"How precious. How rude of me for not introducing myself. Lecter, I am Hexxus the Heretic."

"Hexxus, Daegon told me you were still alive. I always thought you were a old legend; a vampire that hunts vampires."

"Thank you for taking care of the last of Dracula's lieutenants. You and I do share a common hatred for the Count's children but that hardly makes us friends. With the remaining vampire lords scrambling to be the head bloodsucker, I decided to focuses my attention on you. You're probably wondering what was it that made me an outsider to my own kind.

"I was very first human turned by Dracula. He saw potential in me and took me as his protégé. We had visions of conquering the world and making it a vampiric planet. But two things change all that: your wretched kind and Dracula's own ego. The Count thought we could domesticate the lycans and they could be our personal big dogs. But I saw we could never domesticate you because we could not take what you were and what you always will be; savage, bloodthirsty animals that kill either for pleasure or food."

That insult made Lecter's rage build.

"But Dracula went on and made the lycans his slaves and as we turned more humans, he began to fancy himself as a living god. He had all vampires bow down to him and worship the ground he walked. I, at first, had no problems with it but when Lucian revolted against Dracula, I saw the coward he really was.

"I lost my faith in a warlord who trembled in fear from overgrown dogs. It was then I had visions from my new god. He showed me the world just the way I had pictured it. And he would give it all to me, if I freed him. It was then I began a movement for my new master. All the humans I turned joined me and we began our quest. But a traitor in my clan cut our quest short. Dracula found out and had most of my followers executed. I was found guilty of treason and heresy, to be executed also. As I waited for my death, I cried out to my master. I showed my loyalty and devotion to him and, in return, he blessed me with new powers.

"I escaped from execution and began my war against Dracula. By the power of my master, I bestowed my new abilities on my followers. We became a new force to be reckoned with. But with Dracula now dead at your hands, we have changed our mission."

"What is it that you want," Lecter asked.

"I plan on bringing the Master into this world. But I have something to tell you first."

With swift speed, Hexxus struck Lecter in the stomach with his cane.

Lecter fell to his knees with the wind knocked out.

"You may try to play the hero. You may try to do good things. But in reality, you know you're nothing but a bloody killer," said Hexxus, "You remember the night when you first changed? You remember your parent's dismembered bodies and the blood on your hands? You remember tasting their flesh and it tasted good? You remember hearing their screams as if it was music to your ears? You can't escape what you are, what you were, and what you forever will be! No one is safe, not even Raven. Soon that monster will come out again and it will kill the thing it loves most."

Hexxus' followers began leaving the alley.

"Will keep in touch Lecter. Goodbye for now."

The place was empty, with Lecter kneeling in silence.