A/N: Well, it's been a while, but I decided to give Teen Titans fanfiction another shot. If you don't recognize this name, perhaps you recognize my old penname BigLos07? Doesn't ring a bell? Well...I wasn't exactly a well-known writer then, nor am I now. I think my writing skills have improved significantly since I started, and after this fic gets rolling I hope you agree. I apologize for the hiatus, and I hope you all enjoy.

Phantom Bomb

Chapter One

There has always been talk of various militaries and their respective countries attmepting to create the ultimate genetic soldier. Invincible, impervious to any type of pain, and completely void of emotion. Until recently, most people dismissed it as mere talk. Five years ago a group of allied nations succeeded at creating a batch of these super-soldiers and began to use them in various experimentations. Of the 1,000 or so people used in the experiment, only seven survived. When the creators realized the destructivepotential of these seven killers, they were put in a chemical-induced coma and locked away for study. Two years ago,they escaped. No one knows how they escaped...or their wherabouts.

January 24, 2005

Los Angeles, California

She ran as fast as her feet could take her down the nearly-deserted alley. Only a lonely cat or dog could be heard. The woman, who was in her mid-thirties with dark-brown hair falling past her shoulders scrambled frantically through the streets hoping to come across a car or at least another human being. She knew all to well that what was chasing her sure as hell wasn't human: she helped create it.When she finally saw a parked sports car near the end of the alley, she started to believe that she could escape. Unfortunately for her, she didn't.

As soon as she was within three feet of the vehicle, something jumped in front of her. The sight wouldn't seem fearful: a young blonde female dressed in military fatigues, her long hair tied back in a pony-tail. Her green eyes were emotionless and cold.

"Doctor Atkinson...you know why I'm here."

Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the mere sound of itcaused the doctor to shriek in horror. She tried to run, but fell to the rough pavement as her feet failed her.

She looked up in pure terror as the girl drew her weapon, a small pistol.

"Doctor...I'm only going to ask you this once: Who was behind the experiments?"

The woman tried to crawl away, but was frozen in fear. "P.please...I don't know."

"You don't know? You had access to all of the higher-ups involved. You know something." The girl pointed her gun at the doctor's head. She appeared poised to pull the trigger when she recieved a radio message.

"Layla here."

Have you found the target?

"Yes..."

Does she have any information that can be useful to us?

"No...she claims to know nothing."

Too bad...your orders are to terminate her and report back to base.

"Affirmative. Layla, out."

The doctor screamed out as she felt the first bullet penetrate her chest. After the second shot, she lay motionless, her blood seeping from her body.

The teenager tucked her gun away and slipped into the vehicle. She started the ignition and sped off, hearing the screeching sound of police sirens in the distance.

September 1, 2005

Titan Tower

It seemed like a normal enough morning at Titan Tower. Robin was busy teaching Starfire a few things about Earth civilization. Beast Boy and Cyborg were locked in another epic struggle in their ongoing video game rivalry. The boys had graduated from racing games and had moved on to sports games, namely Madden '06.

"YES! TOUCHDOWN! GO BEAST BOY, IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!"

Cyborg threw down his controller in frustration. "ARE YOU ALWAYS GONNA KEEP USING THAT CHEAP PLAY?"

Beast Boy had a good laugh at that. "If it ain't broke, don't fix it!"

Robin raised an eyebrow as the two picked up their controllers and began to battle again.

"Excuse me, Robin...but I do not understand the rules of this 'football'. And what is that strange object the warriors are carrying?"

"Well you see, Star, that thing that they're carrying is called a-"

Robin cut himself off when he heard a knock at the door. "I'll get the door."

As he passed through the hall to the door, he saw that Raven had emerged from her meditation and passed a disapprovingglance at the two video game fanatics in the living room.

When Robin opened the door, he saw a man dressed in a military uniform. With his many badges and awards on his chest, Robin could tell that he had seen many tours of duty during his time, and was of a rather high rank.

"Can I help you?"

"Are you Robin? I'm General Charles Hanson, United States Army. This package is for you."

Robin took the FedEx package. "What is this?"

"I don't know...my orders were to simply deliver it to you. Good day, son."

Robin, curious as a baby with a new toy, opened the box immediately. Inside he found a DVD, along with a short letter.

Teen Titans:

We desperately need your help. It appears that many of our top research scientists, as well as many others around the world, have been brutally murdured. These killings began nearly two years ago, but with each passing month more blood is shed. We have a few theories about who is responsible, but we desperately ask for your assistance in this investigation. Enclosed on the DVD we've sent you is information left by the latest victim: Doctor Erica Atkinson. We hope that you will find it useful.

Corvalis Enterprises

Robin's brow furrowed in confusion. "A buisness company? Why would a four-star general be delivering this?"

Well...Good? Bad? OK? Think I should rot in the depths of hell for writing it? Please leave a review on the way out, and I'll see you soon if the reviews are at least somewhat positive. Andfor those of youwho prefer heavier reading, the chapters will get longer provided I have more time to write them.Later, peeps.

BDB...out.