Author's note: Hi, this is my first M story. It is rated M for a reason. Unless you are a complete psycho this will probably disturb you at some point. If you cry easily, throw up easily, get nightmares easily or are a hardcore grammar Nazi then I suggest you find another fic. If you experience bloody vomit, servire stomach cramps, explosive diarea, heart attack, stroke or even death it may or may not have to do with this fic, but say a prayre and call your doctor anyway.

view discretion HAS been advised.

This IS a fanfic. I know there is a lot of OCness in the first few chapters, but it does get better.

I am currently editing this a bit. I have a beta reader helping me out, but if you'd like to suggest things that'll be nice. I am not the smartest person ever, so please don't be too vague with suggestions. PLEASE be kind with your words I may or may not seem human, but I asure you that I am.

I DO NOT OWN THE TEEN TITANS. I do, in fact own the OCs.

Night

Prologue

Does anyone really fathom what it must be like to be brought into this world for the soul propose of testing a theory?

B.E.R. is a research company mainly known for searching for cures and unlocking the D.N.A code using voiceless animals, however there's another side to B.E.R that only select groups of people know about. B.E.R. also deals with alien D.N.A. Mainly, they splice human and alien D.N.A to create a superior being. Their latest project involves searching for the American soldier of the future.

Project: Legion.

A man ran through the hallway briskly. He quickly grabbed a mask and bolted into a room fill with masked doctors and staff. He placed the mask on his face as a female doctor approached him. Her gentle blue eyes met his and he couldn't help himself but beam under the mask.

"I think I really made a breakthrough with this one, Kate." He almost laughed as he marveled at the artificial womb that was getting the attention of the majority of the people.

"I can't wait to see her, Erik." She replied merrily as her gentle gaze met the machine.

The orange fluid started to drain and the child inside began to wiggle about in the black bag within it.

A staff member reached in and pulled out a white squirming mass. An inhuman scream echoed throughout the room as the creature met air for the first time.

Kate moved closer toward the commotion. Erik grinned pridefully to himself as he caught a glimpse of the creature's properly formed body. She was perfect.

She was laid down on a sale and weighed. Erik moved closer toward the shivering child. Kate followed close behind him like a shadow in the glare of the setting sun.

He eyed the child from head to toe; his pride growing with every second that past.

"Look at her, Kate. She's so human like." He beamed, however Kate was more concerned with the child's comfort.

She rapped a towel around the small infant and held her in her arms. She rocked her gently, as any mother would her own child.

"Look at her little face." She cooed motherly.

Erik laughed arrogantly to himself.

"Yes… A perfectly human face." He chuckled.

The babe cooed softly in Kate's arms and barely opened her pastel green eyes at the doctor. Kate smiled down at the small child with gentle blue eyes.

"Welcome to the world little-bit." She mumbled soothingly and the newborn smiled slightly at her as she closed her eyes again.

"Erik, did you see that?" She asked.

"She has hair, Kate. The others didn't, but this one finally has hair!" Erik exclaimed proudly, as if nothing else mattered.

"Dr. Sullivyn, (Sull-la-vin)" A staff member said and Kate looked at them. "I must take the subject so that we can mark it." He said indifferently and she reluctantly handed her over to him. He then quickly walked out of the room with the infant.

"Great work, Dr Smyth! 5H4 is just want we've been looking for!" A fellow doctor exclaimed and plopped a hand on Erik's shoulder. Erik laughed to himself as he took off the mask.

"Thanks, Al." He replied smugly.

A masked man sat at a desk drumming his fingers on the desk as he thought. An elderly man approached him with a cup of coffee. He sat it down on the desk.

"Here you go, Slade." Said the man and he left the room for the masked villain to think.

Slade had not made himself known after the attack from Trigon. He wanted to lay low for a while and devise a plan. He wanted to capture a being so powerful that the Teen Titans themselves couldn't stop it.

He wanted a weapon.