REVISED EDITION

I've finally managed to rewrite this whole story! I was reading over all of my other chapters recently and, frankly, I hated it. Please note that I did write the older chapters when I was at least five years younger than my current self. I'm seventeen so you do the math. I really hope that this edition is much better without the crappy wording and story.

I hope that it retains its previous reviewers and maybe bring in some new ones! Please enjoy the fruits of my hard work! J

I do not own the Teen Titans or any other trademarks or copyrights I might mention.

Enjoy!

Prologue

Titans Tower stood as a symbol of truth and justice to the happy citizens of Jump City, they knew that the super powered team of teenaged heroes would protect them from all harm befallen upon them by villains and other forces wishing nothing but devastation. Tonight had been different. Tonight the super powered teens had failed. Tonight innocent people had died. An occurrence none of the teens were familiar with, and had hoped they never would.

The mighty Teen Titans gathered solemnly in the common room, halfheartedly watching the remains of the late night news.

"...Earlier tonight, disaster struck the Jump City Center. The blaze started at approximately 5:30pm this afternoon in the basement level, in the second boiler room where there was an apparent gas leak. The resulting explosion caused the other surrounding buildings to catch alight, most of which burnt down. There has been no confirmation as to the cause of the initial blaze. While firefighters were busy putting out the inferno, the Teen Titans were evacuating and rescuing survivors. Tragically, many perished. Among those was Isabel Reinhardt, wife of Novaris Labs' head scientist, Christopher Reinhardt, and her six year old son, Michael. A sad day for Jump City and one that won't be forgotten soon. In other news…"

Robin shut off the TV and claimed his seat next to Starfire once more who sat hunched over with her legs curled beneath her, her sniffles the only sound echoing throughout the common room. Cyborg simply sat stiffly and stared off into space, his usual jovial face was grave and almost expressionless. Raven nonchalantly sipped at her lukewarm tea, like Cyborg she seemed lost in her own thoughts and simply sat. Beast Boy was the worst of them all. He sat hunched over like Starfire with no trace of his usual self in his expression; his hands were curled into fists in his lap with his claw-like nails cutting into his heavy duty gloves.

Robin stood determinedly in front of his team and his family, his face somber and stony and not unlike his mentor's. All eyes in the room turned to him expectantly and he couldn't help but shuffle his feet a little. He remembered that he was barely eighteen years old and yet here he was about to explain to his team that the deaths of innocent people will not hinder them in their mission to protect the world. Robin sometimes wished that he wasn't Robin, the Boy Wonder, pupil and adoptive son of The Batman. Eighteen year olds should not be worried about death or the fate of an entire city. He should be at parties doing stupid things, cutting classes and chasing after girls. It was thoughts like these that reminded him that no matter how much he wished and prayed, he would always be Robin and there would always be people relying on him. He let his masked eyes roam over his team, looking at each of their expressions as if gauging their emotions.

"I know that we hoped this day would never come, but we have to admit that it is inevitable. It was bound to happen sooner or later and personally, sooner is much better than later. At least next time we'll know how to deal with it." They returned his determined face with emotionless masks. Starfire still sniffled while a few stray tears made trails down her cheeks. "I'll be calling in a psychiatrist later this week to help you all deal with this tragedy. Some members of Titans East will be staying here until we get back on our feet. Now I think it would be best if we all headed to bed, we've had an exhausting day."

-Somewhere in Jump City-

"The Titans will pay dearly." A middle aged man in a white lab coat turned away from the television as the rest of the news was announced by a pretty reporter. He tried vainly to wipe away the never ending stream of tears that rolled down his cheeks. He busied himself with mixing oddly colored and probably highly volatile chemicals in a large beaker while muttering to himself.

When he was happy with his chemical cocktail, he smiled wickedly. "They will pay."

There you go! I know that this version a LOT shorter than the original but I decided to cut it because all the talk in the original did nothing for the plot or story at all.

Sincerely,

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