A/N: Hi there. This is my edition to the teen titans faction. Hope it's 'aight.


I sat atop of the school. It was sunset and this was definitely my favorite spot to watch. It was secluded, which I liked. The quiet eased me. Gave me a sense of peace and tranquility. I always enjoyed the solitude, not that I had much of a choice. There was no family, no friends for me to turn to. Just me.

The sky darkened as the sun set behind the distant Titans Tower. The infamous Teen Titans. A group of highly talented individuals, with special skills. They defended Jump City from all crime. Well most, anything the didn't handle, I usually dealt with.

So, I wouldn't say superhero. I don't dance around in a leotard and cape or anything. Yeah I fight crime, and truth be told I wasn't wholly human, not for lack of trying.

Okay, some context for you. People who knew who I really was called me Archangel because my mother was Death. I know what you're thinking. Death isn't a person, and if they were, they certainly wouldn't be female. But trust me, she was very real, and very much a woman.

She met my dad little over 18 years ago (pretty sure it was at a bar, or so my father would say). He would claim that their fondness for one another stemmed from their mutual love for the dead. He worked as a gravedigger, and so he saw a lot of bodies, he was studying to become a therapist though. Of course Death and the owner of a graveyard would fall in love.

Anyway, they did the 'dance with no pants' and voila, nine months later I was brought into the picture. Not long after that my mother left and I grew up in the care of my father. From there it's the usual story really. I never fit in, never made friends etc. Then of course my heritage kicked in on my 16th birthday. The ability to produce, and control fire was not something common girls my age could do, of which I learned as I almost burned down my high school gymnasium and everyone ran for their lives.

As you could probably guess, I got kicked outta school for what they said was me 'playing with matches during lunch'. After my headmaster had a very lengthy discussion with my father, we were driving home, and it was the longest, quietest drive I had ever experienced. As we reached home, we both noticed a black parcel tied together with red ribbon on our porch. I picked it up and noticed a little white note nestled under the red bow. The note read as followed:

Dear Angel (that's what people called me for short, and so they didn't think I had a peculiar name)

You've made me proud. Here's a little gift to welcome you to the family.

Sincerely, Mother

I remember scoffing at the note, and tucking it into my jacket pocket without so much as another thought. That had been my only contact with her. I also remembered feeling a wave of adrenaline and excitement as I opened the gift to reveal my very own mechanical scythe, which folded to allow easier transport.

I was pumped at my gift as I'd always had a fascination for sharp objects, which my father said I received from my mother. It was that night that my father passed away. Murdered in cold blood in our home in the early hours of the morning. That's when I saw my first glimpse of Death, and she escorted my fathers soul to whatever afterlife there was.

That was two years ago. Much had changed since then. I'd discovered new abilities I possessed such as communication with the dead, and being able to see someone's soul. I also had the ability to bring the deceased back from the afterlife, but that usually took a large toll on me, and usually came with some sort of price or consequence. Although that last one I had only ever tried on recently deceased animals, and the price was usually a headache for a little while.

I continued to stare at the Titans Tower as I stood up. Wind blowing my large, black hooded jacket around me, revealing my scythe folded and strapped to my belt. I pondered the idea of what it would be like to meet others with strange abilities, but as fast as the thought came, it went, as I declared I was too dangerous.

I lept off of the top of the school, allowing air to abusively brush past me as I fell towards the ground. I swiftly landed on the concrete below, leaving a few cracks in the sidewalk under my feet. I started walking back to my quiet apartment, where I remained for the rest of the night.

I awoke in the early hours of the morning, unable to get a further few hours rest. I laid in my bed, staring up and my blank ceiling. I stayed like this for a few mere minutes, before deciding to actually get up. I donned my usual black ripped skinny jeans, and black loose top which lazy slung off of one of my shoulders, revealing my bra strap and tattoo. I shuffled my way through to the living room, where I slid on my knee high new rock boots.

I was completely oblivious to all of the sirens sounding nearby. You'd think I would notice the sirens coming to a sudden stop outside my apartment building. I slumped into a chair before I smelt the smoke, clearly from a fire a few floors down. "Oh fuck" I stated blandly, as my building exploded, demolishing all 10 floors full of apartments and their residents.

I sat up giddy. My clothes singed, my Snow White hair patched in places with black soot. It took a little while for the ringing in my ears to settle, but as it did I felt a pair of gloves hands grab my shoulders before shouting, "Guys, over here! I found someone!"

I wriggled my shoulders free as I attempted to stand, not realizing I only accomplished this because they held onto my arm, supporting me up. As I stood, I reached for my head with my spare hand. I was still really dizzy. "Woah" the figure behind me started, "You sure you want to stand up? You were in a serious accident. Maybe we should get you seen to?" He questioned.

I didn't bother to look at him as I mumbled, "What the fuck just happened?"

"You were in a explosion, you were the only survivor" another voice said from behind me. That's when I turned and saw who my audience was. Robin, the leader of the teen titans stood before me with his teammates, Raven, Cyborg, Starfire, and holding onto my arm was Beastboy.

It took a few second for Robins words to sink it. Suddenly I remembered. My eyes widened as I began to scan the remains of the building. I released myself from Beastboy as I turned on my heal and began moving large rocks out of my way as I searched. "Um..? What are you doing?" Beastboy asked, and I knew that his teammates were all staring at me in a similar fashion.

I stood up and faced them again, "Look, I appreciate the help and all but, you guys can go now. I'm fine. Plus there's probably a villain out there just waiting for you guys to stop him" I didn't mean to be so dry whilst addressing them, after all, they had pulled me from the rubble. I was just so focused on finding it. I turned once again and started lifting more rock. A few minutes later and I finally found it. My scythe, wrapped in my favorite jacket, both appeared to be unscathed.

"What is that?" I heard a curious Beastboy ask from behind me. The other titans had gone about their business, continuing to search the rest of the debris. I turned to face the green titan, as I swung my jacket over my shoulders and slid my arms easily into the sleeves.

I swung my scythe around so that it stood fully extended so he could see it in all its glory. He stood there and stared, mouth opened wide, as he glanced between my eyes and the scythe. "That's so cool, can I hold it?" He reaches forward and I pulled away from him. "I wouldn't" I began, "It's a family thing. This was a gift from my mother"

His face dropped slightly, but he perked back up again when his teammates joined us once again. I thanked them all again and began walking away before being halted by Robin, " You were the only survivor, care to answer some questions? Any idea how or why you were the only one?" I shrugged, just wanting to escape, but he continued. "You haven't so much as a scratch on you. We should probably do some tests. We already know that the explosion wasn't an accident" my eyes snapped towards Robin, "Wasn't an accident?" I reiterated, as if I didn't not hear him correctly.

"No, we found shrapnel at what was the base of the building. Indicating a bomb" I stood in quiet thought as his words swirled in my head. Who would want to blow up an apartment building? Was there a specific target in mind? Was it me? Was someone trying to kill me? I mean, good luck, being Deaths daughter meant there was no way for me to get hurt let alone killed. I was immortal, but still. If it was me, why? I kept to myself pretty much always.

The team seemed to notice how deep in thought I had become. Robin quickly pulled me out of thought by saying, "Come to Titans tower with us. You can stay for a while, and we can run tests" I felt a little ridiculous agreeing considering I knew full well how and why I survived the blast, but I had nowhere else to go considering my apartment building had been reduced to nothing more than a pile of loose bricks. I followed the titans towards their looming tower as the sun began to rise behind us.


A/N: So that's the first chapter, what do you all think? Reviews and stuff are appreciated! Or PM me if you have ideas or anything