Author's Note: This is a Titans story. The heroes are, to a degree, paterened after the originals, though they are their own characters. That said, story takes place in approximately the same timeline of Batman Beyond, and assumes that everything from 'Go!' to 'Trouble in Tokyo' happens within the framework of the DCAU. This story beings several years after the finale of Batman Beyond, but several years before Terry discovers that he is a clone/son of Bruce Wayne. In the mean time, he has his own Robin, who is my main character for this chapter and the leader of the team. That's where this story starts. There may be apperances by the old Teen Titans later on, but for now it's the new guard, a mixture of original and DC characters. That aside, I hope you enjoy.


Titans Tomorrow

Chapter One: All It Takes Is A Second

My name is Carrie Kelley. Perhaps it's a name you've heard before, perhaps it is not. Most people haven't, and some people who have heard forgot it, due to their own apathy, or thanks to Raven. More on that later.

You see, Carrie is just the name I was born with. Most people know me as Robin. When I was fourteen, my father was murdered and I went to the only man I thought could help me: Terry McGuiness. Batman. I was a rookie then, I admit it. I would be more likely to help get him killed than catch the bad guy. But that was over four years ago, and I've learned a lot since then.

Now I'm a Teen Titan. I have my own team. I lead it. Not even Terry can say that. Bruce Wayne couldn't either. The only people in our so-called Bat-Family who can say that are Dick Grayson and Tim Drake.

Dick Grayson, the first Robin, later called Nightwing, led the original Titans out of New York City. Tim Drake later led a new group out of the California town called Jump City.

They are the ones I hope to emulate. They persevered despite the odds, and came out on top. Bruce is hopeless and Terry is still working on it. And don't get me started on that poor wretch Barbara Gordon. Then again, she's the only one of us who is actually married, so maybe she did the right thing.

I'm probably confusing you a lot, huh? Maybe I should back up a bit and talk about how all this got started. Like all stories of Titans coming together, it begins with Batman and Robin having a disagreement. In hindsight, both times it happened, they had points the other should have listened to, and this story is no different. But the choices I made that day in November of 2049, I don't regret.

My name is Carrie Kelley. I'm Robin. And this is my story.


It wasn't uncommon anymore, ever since Intergang had moved back into Gotham. An illegal cache of high-powered weapons delivered to a seemingly-abandoned warehouse near the docks. It was just like the good ole days. Except now the bad guys had fusion rifles instead of Tommy Guns.

"Terry," whispered the red-haired teen girl in the Robin suit. "I know this is the place..."

Batman scowled at her. "Robin, on the job, call me Batman. Please."

"Right, sorry." The girl visibly winced. "Look, Batman, I know what I saw. Before the tracer scrambler kicked back in, the ISP number the original communication came from was definitely long-distance. But not out of the country."

Batman shook his head. There is no reason for Intergang to be receiving shipments from within the United States in a port city like Gotham. We have to figure out where these weapons are going. I've tracked them from somewhere in Kaznia."

"That was a decoy transmission, Batman. I'm telling you--"

Robin was suddenly cut off by a silencing hand from Batman. He'd heard something... and she heard it too--a guard was coming down the hall. Heavy armor by the sound of his steps.

"I'll handle this one," Batman said. As the guard came into view, Terry McGinnis hurled an electrified Batarang through the air that slammed into the guard's shoulder pad and sent a charge of electricity pulsing through the armor. The guard collapsed in a heap.

Batman and Robin hesitated to make sure there were no guards within earshot of the attack, and then dropped into the hallway. As Batman slinked into the shadows, Carrie pulled the soldier out of the hallway... And then realized something...

"Batman, look... This guy isn't a soldier in armor; it's a guard-bot."

Batman switched on his scan visor within his suit and saw that Robin was correct.

"These guys must be backed by a lot of money if they can afford one of these," Robin observed.

"It's Intergang," Terry reminded her.

"...Right..."

The duo continued down the hall, hiding in the shadows and using their active camo when they needed to. Finally they made it to a large room full of men with fusion rifles, packing a bunch of other fusion rifles into crates for shipment.

"Amazing how much technology has progressed and yet how little some things change," Bruce Wayne said over the communicator into Terry and Carrie's headsets.

"You're still alive," Terry shot back with his trademark acid wit.

"Sorry," Wayne replied. "Ace thought he smelled something outside. I had to calm him down."

"Right."

"Guys, knock it off," Carrie whispered. "One of those thugs is coming this way. I think he's realized one of his bots is offline."

Indeed, one of the men with fusion rifles was heading towards Batman and Robin. The duo broke left and right, climbing above the thug, even as a second one joined him.

"I'll take the one on the left if you get the one on the right," Terry commented to Robin. He'd already killed the com so that Wayne couldn't say anything.

"Agreed, right, right," Carrie said. "I go left, you go right, gotcha... But I'm serious, Batman. These aren't coming from Kaznia. They get blamed for everything already anyway. I'd be willing to bet they're going to Kaznia. Or Markovia..."

"Just go!" Batman shouted, and suddenly, both heroes were in action. Unfortunately, the earlier miscommunication had them both going for the left thug.

And so, Batman and Robin collided in the air, a painful bone-crunching sound alerting all the men in the building to their presence. "Nice job!" Robin and Batman shouted at each other in unison. Both of them immediately leapt to their feet, dodging away as a stream of powerful energy blasts lanced out at them.

Robin dived behind a forklift which quickly proved to be spotty cover at best, while Batman dived behind one of the hover-conveyors that was sending the weapons from the ships--no, not ships, trucks--to the men who were loading them into crates.

Robin shot straight up with her jet-boots and hurled a duo of birdarangs at the men who were firing at her, slicing off the barrels of their guns and making their aim go wild. Batman took advantage and used his own jet-boots to blast across the room and slam into the thugs, knocking them down. Two precision Batarangs lanced out and slammed into a weapons crate, causing it to explode.

As several of the criminals scattered, Batman and Robin through themselves towards the fight, but the explosion also allowed many of them to retreat... The two vigilantes did the best they could rounding up the thugs foolish enough to attack them, but punches and kicks were no substitute for super powers.

The sound of an engine revving and then converting to hover-mode as it took off into Gotham's skyline drew a curse from Terry. "Robin." He said as they watched the speck fly off into the distance. "You need some time off, and that's not a suggestion."

"What?" Carrie blurted. "Batman, this isn't funny! If you hadn't told me to hit the left one--"

Batman stopped her. "I told you to hit the right one. If you hadn't had your mind so preoccupied on getting out to California to stop these mythical land-shipments of weapons then you wouldn't have misheard me!"

The young woman turned and glanced over her shoulder at the man she called her mentor. "I'm right about this. They were using trucks--not ships--trucks! Those things can't make the trek across the ocean without refueling."

"You..." Terry blinked... Could she have been right? But who would be shipping weapons in from California? That state had the tightest gun-control laws in the nation.

"I what?" replied Carrie.

"You're dismissed," he said. "You've been out on the town every night for two straight weeks. You're going to burn yourself out."

"But..."

"You're eighteen and smarter than I was when I was twenty," Terry said. "You'll do fine, Robin. Just stay out of trouble while you're on your vacation."

Carrie looked down. "Right," she said bitterly. "Thanks a lot, Terry.


Seventy-two hours later, Carrie Kelley stood atop the towering monolith that was Jump City's Wayne/Powers building. Her cape flowed in the coastal wind, as she looked out over the darkened city.

"This feels strangely like home," she said to herself. "I wonder if this is how Robin felt when he started the Titans here."

Robin's eyes scanned down towards the coast, and out towards the island where Titans Tower had once stood. There was now an abandoned STAR Labs building on the island, shut down after the stock market crash of '23.

Still, Carrie new this wasn't a pleasure trip. Batman may have wanted it to be a vacation for her, but she had work to do. Someone was sending high-powered weapons across the country, and she had to find out who was doing it.

Taking a step towards the edge of the roof, Carrie leapt off and activated the memory fabric in her cape, and her jet boots at the same time. And maybe, somewhere out there... She'd find her own team of Teen Titans.

After all, they say history repeats itself.