A/N: Howdy Ho! Time to start my story. Btw, my characters in this have been put into custom teams. Titans Central, Titans West, Titans North, Titans East, and Titans South... Anyway take it away you two!
Jinx: Red does not own Teen titans
Kid flash: Except for Rocket, Danger, Mage (or Jenay in her oc story), Thalia, Utonium, Kit, Clementine, Valentine, and Trixy
Jinx: Might as well own them with all these oc's...
Red: Oh, shut it Jinx and say your part
Jinx: *monotone voice* please enjoy
Red: Gee, real enthusiastic jinx -_-
Metallic armor glided over buttons in the building in Paris. Steam rose throughout the building and the sounds of gasps and groans could be heard. A smile crept beneath the mask on his face. This could be a brilliant idea, he only needed to get these imbeciles to co-operate. Many voices could be heard echoing off the walls of the building. "W..What happened" A male voice asked through shivers. A stroke of realization hit the villains in the face like a splash of water. They had been beat, they had been beat by the titans. This left a bitter taste in their mouths, no matter how the could sugarcoat it, they had failed.
"You failed your mission... You were frozen" A robotic sounding voice boomed calmly from the front of the giant room. A hand reached through the now fading smoke, frantically grabbing for the person behind the voice. "Who is it! If it is ve titans i swear-" The woman began to yell. "You swear nothing" The metallic voice spoke calmly again side stepping the arm. "You could not defeat the Titans, You cannot defeat the titans, and you will never...defeat the titans". The villains hung their heads in shame, they knew this was true. No matter how much they wanted to believe they could defeat them, they'd always be 1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps behind.
A small boy wearing something that resembled a tech backpack stepped forward "So, did you just unfreeze us to insult us on our failures, or something more?" The man stepped off the podium to the middle of the floor. "Dear boy, I am not insulting you, I am merely reminding you of the past. As for why I am here, I'm going to fix your future." He took a deep breath "You see, I have had trouble taking on the titans as well, with more members... they could have anyone they wanted here at their finger tips. With a well trained army..." He eyed the villains who now seemed to take interest "we could take them down easily". A tall buff guy was the next to speak "So you need our help, who are you anyway?" he asked crossing his muscular arms. The brain now back on his rolling body rolled up to the man "I think I can answer that. He is Slade or Deathstroke, and he does not need our help... We need his". Slade smiled once again beneath his mask "Precisely."
A/N: Hope Ya liked it. Please comment and no flames plzzzz. I'll take kind criticism but no flames... Anyway, sorry for the short chapter... may the odds be ever in your favor, goodbye!