Ultimate Teen Titans Chapter 1, a teen titans fanfic

So basically this is an AU of the DC Universe akin to Marvel's ultimate universe. I hope I honored this childhood favorite franchise properly without doing all that crap that's happened in Ultimate Marvel since Ultimatum. All rights belongs to DC themselves, I do not own anything about this.

Confusion is all that is felt when the face of two beings with orange skin and green eyes. The man has a thick red moustache with a matching shaded mane of hair. The woman has purple hair tied into a long and intricate ponytail. Both are wearing silver capes and matching crowns, indicating some form of royalty. It should also be noted that the giant glass palace in the background adds the theme. In each one of their hands is a mysterious bundle, likely their children given how tightly their being held. But wait, the mother, she had a pouch on her back of some kind. Out of the top pokes a little head with big beady eyes and a shawl, confirmation that there is children with the two. There's an explosion overhead as a giant metal blue beetle crashes into the room. The parents move at a brisk pace until they come across a starship. The children are placed within a section of the egg shaped ship and can only watch as it takes off into the purple sky. At that moment, the dream ends and the girl awakens with a startle. Luckily she didn't scream to wake up the entire house, so after she got dressed in her dark colored garb that matches her black hair with a single braided alongside her long flowing hair, which accentuates her tanned features and amber eyes. She also dons a lavender cloak to go along with her turquoise jewelry she has embedded into her belt and bracelets. When she exits her house, she is greeted by the bright sun of the land that is the Ramah Navajo Reservation in New Mexico. A kind old man dressed like an elderly cowboy with a vest, boots, and a bandana tied as a headband over his forehead greets her, "Morning, Raven. How's your morning?"

Raven waves to the old man, "Morning, Grandpa, today seems like a good day."

Her grandfather questions, "Did you have the dream again?"

Raven sits with him at the patio table, "Am I that transparent? Yes, grandfather. The same as before. What do you think it is?"

Her grandfather shrugs, "It doesn't matter what I think, it is your visions after all."

Raven stares at him, "Visions? You know I don't believe all that old Navajo stuff, grandpa."

Her grandfather huffs, "Geez, kids these days. Well, whatever you think it is, just know that today is truly a special day. For today is the day everything changes."

Crowley, Texas. A small town in the middle of nowhere is exactly how to describe it. It's not even big enough for a mall. All that can really be done is either play football, read, or go around on skateboards and act like idiots. The dark skinned youth a flat top who is eating his cereal with a football helmet to one side and a skateboard to another side does two of those three. Reading never was something to process for young Vic Stone. His parents sit alongside him at the dining table as they read their iPads without looking up. His father wears rectangular glasses perched at a position to help him read as he sips on a mug of coffee, while his mother has rounded glasses and sits like she doesn't even acknowledge the others. With a yawn, Silas asks, "Victor, how late did you stay up?"

Vic shrugs, "11, dad. After dinner last night, Gray and Wally invited me to a last-minute football game. And plus it's not even 7 in the morning."

Elinore snorts, "Why waste your time like this Victor?"

Vic answers, "Because, mom, it's very simple. I understand football."

Elinore grumbles, "If you'd just put your mind to it-"

Vic storms off, "I'm not having this argument anymore, mom. I'm going to school."

Once he slams the door shut, Silas asks, "Elinore, are you sure we're not being too tough on the lad? I mean I agree he needs to pop open a book more often, but he's still just a kid."

Elinore glares, "He can't be attached to these childish things forever, Silas. He needs to know that at some point that he can't ride that skateboard or play those games when he's at our age. It's time he grew up."

At the breakfast table there are three people, a white man with bright red hair, a dark skinned woman with ebony hair, and their biracial son with a short haircut. The white man asks, "Mary, will you be alright by yourself after we leave for the camping trip?"

Mary shrugs, "I'll be alright, Daniel. And stop worrying about me, I can take care of myself. What I'm concerned about is how you two will smell after two days without a shower."

Daniel smirks, "Well, after that football game in the rain Wally over here played, I'll bet he'll need five showers when he gets back."

Wally smirked, "Oh, you wanna go there? How about those donuts you did in the Mustang?"

Daniel mocks, "Et tu, Walle."

Daniel gets a text message and checks it. Mary asks, "Is that your sister again?"

He nods, "Yeah. She just arrived at the hospital."

Wally thinks aloud, "I can't believe her boyfriend was struck by lightning."

On the drive to school, in the front seats of the jeep sits a man and woman, in the back seat is a boy who won't stop staring out the window. The man asks, "Gar...That Cameron kid...Is he still picking on you?"

Gar shrugs, "It's not so bad anymore, dad. All he's doing now is trying to get me mad."

The woman points out, "Garfield, you don't have to put up with this. Why don't you set your phone to record everything he says to you and show it to the principle?"

Gar shrugs again, "I'm afraid he'll figure out that I'm the one that snitched, mom. That'll definitely start a fight."

His dad thinks, "Well why don't you stand up to him. I know it doesn't sound smart but just standing up to him once will be enough to put him in his place."

Gar starts to think aloud, "Alright. I'll think of something."

At the high school track, a young boy with black hair has just finished another lap of running. He's drenched in sweat and panting heavily. A towel is dropped on his head and he looks up to see a man with a cane. The man warns, "Easy, Tim. You're gonna break something if you try to run another lap."

Tim apologizes, "I know, dad. And I'm sorry that I've been pushing myself too hard. It's just that it's hard to think of what I want to do after senior year."

His dad says, "Tim, you have another two years before that, and besides. You have the right amount of brain and brawn. If you like running so much join the track team. You're up early enough for it."

Tim shrugs, "Yeah, but mom'd kill me if I started leaving before she'd wake up."

His dad shrugs, "Don't worry about it, Tim. I'll talk to mom."

Watching the sun rise on the front porch is a blonde haired girl smoking a cigarette while sipping on a cup of coffee. A man takes a seat beside her and snatches the cigarette out of her mouth. He says, "Tara, I thought we had a deal. You'd be allowed to smoke so long as it was once a week and in your treehouse when your home. You've already used the once a week part and I don't see you in your fort, young lady."

Scoffing at the mock order, she salutes, "Yes sir, sergeant Dad Can I at least finish my coffee?"

Her dad exhales, "Sure, but hurry up or you'll be late to school. And don't skip. Your mother and I don't need to have a stroke worrying where you are."

Tara starts walking off as she thinks aloud, "Yeah don't worry about that. If I did that crap I wouldn't get a car anytime soon."

Her dad watches her walk to the school next door while a woman sits beside him, "Will she be alright?"

Her dad tells her, "She'll be alright, Honey. She's just going through that angst stage."

A black limousine pulls up to the high school with every student entering the building gawking at the site. Out of it steps three people. One an aged man with a thick moustache and an eyepatch and clutching onto a cane. The next is a tall, handsome man with slicked back hair and a three day old stubble of facial hair dressed in a fancy tuxedo. And finally a teenager with black hair that goes to his shoulder and piercing blue eyes, dressed in jeans, blue t-shirt and a long sleeve button up left unbuttoned and fingerless gloves. As they enter the main building, several of the students gossip, "That's Bruce Wayne!"

When they find the front office, Bruce asks, "I'm here with a new student who's supposed to start his first day today."

The receptionist asks, "Name?"

Bruce answers, "Richard Grayson."

The receptionist looks over a file, "Oh, yes. I remember him. And his legal guardians would be the two of you?"

Bruce and the old man nods, while the receptionist reads aloud, "Alfred Pennyworth, and...Bruce Wayne? The billionaire?"

A teacher that hates his job and is bored out of his mind finishes reads off of a sheet, "...Wallace West? And Marvin White?"

Each student states their here, while the teacher checks off their names with a bored expression. An office aide enters the room, "I apologize Mister Zeus, but I was asked to take two new students into your class."

Mister Zeus tells her, "Thank you, ma'am. Alright, you two write your names on this sheet and I'll introduce you to the class."

The black haired boy and the blonde haired boy go up to the list and write in their names. Mister Zeus reads off, "Alright...Richard Grayson. Recently transferred from the Gotham Academy of higher learning." The black haired boy shrugs, "My friends call me Gray."

He goes and slumps down in a seat next to Wally. While Mister Zeus finishes up, "And you must be Joseph Wilson, transferred from the Star City Institute of Fine Arts."

Later at lunch, Gray had his lunch already made and tries to find a place to sit. All of a sudden, he hears, "Hey, Garfield! I thought I told you to stop dressing like a geek!"

He turns to see a scrawny kid with spiky blonde hair and a lean face that makes anybody feel like he's a total jerk. He's picking on Garfield, who defends, "I'm only wearing jeans and a red hoodie. How is that dressing like a geek, dude?"

The kid takes a closer look, "Oh, I didn't realize that was your face!"

He breaks out in laughter, until Gray steps up to him, "Leave him alone."

The kid stops laughing and glares, "What did you just say, trust fund?"

Gray ignores the insult, "I said, leave him alone. It's not that hard of a request."

The kid points at him, "Do you know who you're talking to? I'm Cameron Mahkent! I own this school! And there's nothing you can do about it! Hell, I bet you have a bodyguard do all your crap for you."

Gray grabs him by the wrist and tosses him to the ground and holds him in an arm lock while still standing. Gray boasts, "I don't need bodyguards. I am the bodyguard."

Gray lets him go, and threatens, "Now leave the kid alone or I'll do more than embarrass you."

Cameron does just that and scurries away. Gar shakes Gray's hand, "Thank you so much, Dude! Would you like to sit with me and my friends?"

Gray shrugs, "Sure. I needed to find a place to sit anyway."

Gray follows Gar all the way to his friends, which included Vic, Wally, Tim, and Tara. Gar introduces each of them one by one. Vic fist bumps him, "Saw what you did with Mahkent. I haven't seen anybody have balls to do to him what you just did. He usually gets away with his crap since his dad's a cop. Where'd you learn to do that trick?"

Gray explains, "Well, I'm sure you guys have heard that my legal guardian is Bruce Wayne-" Tara interrupts, "Rated sexiest billionaire alive." Gray continues, "Well, he insisted I know self defense since Gotham is, well, Gotham. But before that my parents had me trained as an acrobat."

Wally asks, "What for?"

Gray explains, "They were circus performers, working on those daredevil stunts for Haley's circus. Man those were the days."

Tim states, "I went to one of their shows...I don't mean to come off as blunt, but they, um, they died a couple years ago, is that right?"

Gray waves him off, "It's okay, Tim. It was a long time ago. But yeah. Some asshat named Tony Zucco tried to bribe the circus and killed my parents as a demonstration. My confession put him away for murder. Bruce was at the show that night and decided I needed somebody. So he adopted me, and the circus was put under witness protection."

Gar asks, "Because he lost his parents too?"

Gray nods, "Yeah, that's right."

Suddenly, Vic, Wally, Gar, and Tara start to look sickly. Vic starts scratching at his chest, Wally's eyes glaze over, Gar starts turning green, and Tara's hands are shaking. Tim asks, "Are you guys okay?"

Gar wheezes, "I...I don't know, dude...It feels like I ate a dozen bean burritos…"

Gray asks, "Should we get you guys to the nurse?"

Tim shrugs, "I think we should. I'll get Wally and Gar, you get Vic and Tara."

As quickly as the two went to help walk them to the nurse, Wally, Tara, and Gar suddenly felt better. Wally shrugs, "Huh. I feel fine now."

Gar and Tara agree with him, but Vic just states, "If you guys feel fine then why am I still itchy?"

Tara questions, "Should we take handsome to the nurse?"

Vic blushes before he waves them off, "No, no. I'll just go to the bathroom and check my reflection. I'll go to the nurse just in case."

He goes to the nearest restroom and turns on a faucet and splashes some water in his face. After that, he pulls up his shirt to reveal...A silver slime growing over his torso.

He stammers, "What the...What the hell?"

He touches the slime and his hands sinks under where his skin should be. And suddenly, he has a vision of a shadowed being with glowing green eyes, speaking inaudibly. When he leaves the bathroom, he lies, "The itching stopped. I'm doing fine now."

And all this time, Joseph Wilson is staring at him and his friends.

After school, the quiet boy walks to a log cabin built house, inside he finds a red haired woman cooking pork chops, and a man with graying hair and a thick moustache watching a football game on a recliner. The man greets him, "Welcome back, Joey! How was your first day?"

Joey shrugs, "It was fine, dad. I'm gonna go play on the playstation."

His dad pauses the game and goes to his son's room as he starts up a game, "Joey, did the other kids-"

"No dad, I wasn't picked on. It's just that I wish I could've spent more time playing music or making art. That's all." Joey interrupts.

His dad sits next to him, "Joey, all of that art and music, it's cool and fun to do. But you do need to learn those other things. Your mom and me want you to be the smartest guy in any room. That's why we transferred you here. Plus with us living in the cold for so long we could all use some good texas sun."

Joey smirks, "Yeah, I guess you're right dad...Listen, is it okay if after dinner I go take photographs before it gets too dark?"

His dad pats him on the back, "Sure, Joey. Sure."

While dinner is being prepared, Mrs. Logan asks, "Mark, do you know where Gar wondered off to? He's usually so helpful in making the food."

Mark shrugs, "Come to think of it, Marie, I haven't seen him since we went to hang out with the cat."

Suddenly, Gar enters the room, looking very green. He slurs, "Mommmm...Dadddd...Idontfeelsogoodddd…"

While Tara is having dinner with her parents, her mother asks, "Steve, do you mind passing me the salt?"

Steve hands it to her, "Here you go, Rita."

Suddenly, Tara screams in pain, collapsing. The moment she touches the ground, the earth shakes.

Wally meets up with his dad in his office, "Dad, I got the marshmallows!"

Daniel adds, "Did you get one of those portable stoves while you were out?"

Wally reaches into his backpack, "You bet! Here!"

He tosses the burner to his dad, but halfway through the air, everything slows down for Wally.

Joey has taken the last photo of the setting sun with his camera. He looks at the quality and celebrates, "Yes! This'll be perfect! I can't wait to paint this."

As Joey packs up the camera, his hand turns transparent.

Tim is running laps at the stadium again, with his parents having just arrived. His mother states, "Alright, Tim. School's over and it's almost dark. Can we please get going? I have dinner waiting."

Tim's dad chuckles, "Go easy on the boy, Janet. Let him have his fun."

"Not bad, kid."

They turn to see Gray sitting in the bleachers. Tim asks, "Gray? What're you doing here?"

Gray shrugs, "I'm stretching my legs. Getting to know the town. Plus you're determination. It reminds me of Bruce."

Tim gets stars in his eyes, "Really? Oh, I forgot to introduce you, these are my parents Jack and Janet. Mom, dad, this is Richard Grayson. He's a new kid that we call Gray."

Jack shakes his hand, "Pleasure to meet you, son. I gotta ask, when you said Bruce, do you mean Bruce Wayne, the billionaire?"

Janet adds, "That must be some life?"

Gray shrugs, "Well, you do tend to stay up late."

Suddenly, a voice screams, "GRAYSON!"

The four turn to see Cameron standing by. He screams, "You embarassed me at lunch, Grayson. Now it's payback time!"

As he throws a punch at Gray, the temperature gets colder while Cameron turns blue.

Vic enters the library where his parents read and write. Inside, he finds his mother working fervently on a laptop while his dad reads a novel. He asks, "Mom, dad...Can I ask you guys something?"

Elinore questions, "What is it, Victor? Can't you tell we're very busy?"

Vic explains, "Something...Something weird's going on with me."

Elinore snorts, "It's about time you admit this. Now we can help you improve your grades."

Silas accuses, "I don't think that's what he wants to talk about, Elinore."

Elinore glares, "Well I say it should be all he wants to talk about, Silas."

Vic yells, "For christ's sakes will you two shut up and look at me!"

He lifts up his shirt, revealing the silver slime, now a bigger blotch.

Elinore smirks a sinister smile, "Oh, Victor...Finally!"