Replacements: Chapter One.
Roll Call:
The Future:
Robin III – Tim Drake
Ravager – Rose Wilson
Blue Beetle – Jamie Reyes
Red Devil – Eddie Bloomberg
The Present:
Robin I – Dick Grayson
Cyborg – Victor Stone
- I LIIIIIIVEEEE! Truth be told I've had this chapter sitting in my computer for a month or two but I wanted to get the second chapter done before I posted this but…yeah. Whilst writing I figured, "I'm just going to write really crappy and see how it turns out ok guys? I mean after like five different drafts this shit oops I mean show needs to go on." SO HERE IT IS.
Replacements: Don't Heroes Usually get a Warmer Welcome?
The first thing Tim was able to recall once the vertigo passed him was the muffled distant voices of two still blurry figures looming before him. He clutched his head, pressing his thumb against his temple, trying to relieve his body of pain. Getting tossed through a teleportation portal wasn't his usual method of transportation with Batman or the Titans and his body was starting to feel the effects of passing through one. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision and shake the ringing out of his ears. The voices became clearer.
"…superheroes."
"…ids?"
"None. Wait-this one's got your symbol!"
"Let me,"
"He's waking up!"
Tim groaned in response to their remarks and managed his lift his head up. From their voices they were two males, not much older than himself. To his luck his vision stabilized itself and he found himself staring into a bright blue haze of light from the barrel of a sonic cannon. And at the other end of it unmistakably were one of the former Titans Cyborg and his predecessor Dick Grayson, still donned in his first Robin costume.
"Who are you?" Robin yelled. He grabbed hold of the collar of his cape and shook him violently. "Where did you come from? And why do you have that insignia?"
Still disoriented all Tim could do was let a stifled moan tumble out of his mouth. He tried racking his brain for a response to the questions bombarded upon him or something to say to calm the leader down but came up empty handed. There was too much to process at the moment and his mind and body were in no condition to do anything. He wasn't sure where they had come from prior to jumping into a teleportation portal; he couldn't remember anything.
"Answer me!" Robin demanded again, inching his face closer.
The clicking of gears sounded next to Tim's left ear as Cyborg positioned it directly before him, charging up the canon. "It'd be a good idea to answer him."
"Hmm…pass," a voice sounded from behind them. Simultaneously they all turned their heads to catch a glimpse of swinging metal colliding into Cyborg's plated back. He twisted around, shooting at whoever had hit him. He grit his teeth and recharged his canon as two other figures appeared from behind the first perpetrator.
"Tch, the rest are awake," Robin said loosening his grip on Tim. He reached for his utility belt, pulling out a handful of explosive disks, readying himself for battle. Tim shifted to the side catching a quick look of the figure holding two double edged swords. The silvered hair and one eye-socketed mask was unmistakably his teammate-
"Ravager!" he choked. An odd sense of joy crept upon him; it was good to see a familiar face even if it was hers. She smirked back in response and Tim spotted Red Devil and Blue Beetle nodding from behind her. His team - at least half of it. Pieces of what had happened to them were slowly making their way back to him. He recalled the Titans splitting up to take care of two missions on either end of San Francisco. Wonder Girl and Miss Martian took to the east side, and them the west. Everything after that was still hazy to him.
"Mornin' sunshine," Ravager chimed.
Ravager was the quickest to react. She leapt into the air as she lunged for Robin, positioning her swords to slice at the hand holding the explosive disks. Of course Cyborg was quicker; he had his canon charged and ready to fire the moment Ravager motioned towards any of them. He began to fire mercilessly towards the swords fighter, allowing his teammate to escape and head for Blue Beetle. Tim watched motionlessly as Ravager was thrown backwards into the base of a nearby wall. Blue was the next to fall as Robin sent the explosive disks flying towards his abdomen. Dazed by the flying debris he had no time to react as Robin unsheathed his bo-staff and slammed it against Blue Beetle's shoulder. Cyborg had already directed his attention towards Red Devil, easily overpowering him. Red Devil's punches burned the surface plating of Cyborg's body but it didn't seem to leave much of an impact. In seconds Cyborg had grabbed hold of Red Devil's head, hammering it to the floor. Tim didn't bother taking something out from his utility belt to protect himself; he already knew the battle was lost.
"That's enough!" Robin's voice echoed throughout what Tim had discovered was the dinosaur exhibit of a museum.
He motioned closer towards him and Tim couldn't bring himself to move or speak. Nothing was making sense to him and things were passing too quickly for him to even catch up. Tim didn't know where he was, what had happened to his team to get them here, why Robin and Cyborg were so angry or why they were here in the first place. He didn't have the answers for anything and that was something uncommon to him.
And then the realized what he was seeing before him – Robin and Cyborg. Not Nightwing, but Robin, the title Dick took when he was still a reckless youth and running with the Titans. Tim forced himself to get a good look at the two and it was only then did he see that Robin and Cyborg were still teens, not much older than himself. Ravager, Blue Beetle, Red Devil and him had travelled back in time – to the era where Dick still led the Teen Titans consisting of Cyborg, Beast Boy, Starfire and Raven. But where were the others? His eyes darted around the museum, spotting no one but the two boys glaring at him furiously.
Robin positioned his bo-staff directly in front of Tim's face. "Last chance, who are you?"
Tim stared at him aimlessly and his mouth fell open, the response coming out involuntarily. "We're- we're the Titans."
Robin narrowed his eyes and tightened the grip on his bo-staff. "Wrong answer." With that Robin swung the weapon against the side of Tim's head, sending a sharp pain throughout his whole body. Once again his eyesight blurred, and the ringing returned. He felt his body going numb as it fell to the ground. His eyelids grew heavy. The last thing he saw was Cyborg and Robin cuffing his teammates before his sight left him and a deep sleep enveloped his senses.
- Cries. It's so bad but I need to burn through his first chapter because I literally tried re-writing so many times and I hated them all. I hate this one just as much (possibly even more) but it's short and I will leave it this way and publish it before I regret it or scrap the entire thing and try re-writing it again. Ok bye.
Next chapter: Welcome to Titans Tower! Your designated room for the night – containment. We hope you enjoy your stay!