A Teen Titans FanFic

By: The Almighty J.T. Blade (Or just J.T., which ever sounds better)

Note: I do not own the Teen Titans, but I do own J.T. Blade. He's me. YOU CAN'T OWN ME!

Note 2: This FanFic is rated PG-13 for language and some possible sexual themes

Chapter 1: One Month Later

It's been a month since J.T. Blade and Terra joined the Teen Titans, and the results are obvious. Not only have bad guys not gotten away (not that they did before), but now that J.T.'s around, the Teen Titans have gained notoriety throughout the city's underworld and everyone from big-time criminals to common pickpockets have quivered in fear of the mere mention of the Titans. But this didn't stop them from stupidly committing crimes. Speaking of which, the Titans had just gotten back from stopping some thugs from robbing a jewelry store.

"Man, that had to be the easiest heist to foil yet," J.T. stated.

"I'll admit, the bad guys just seem to get easier to stop every day," Terra added.

"Oh well. Hey Beast Boy, Cy, care to get schooled on the racetrack?" J.T. asked. Yes, even though J.T. is ruthless in battle, he was as mellow as they come when he's just hanging around. But even then, sometimes he goes into his room and does things that nobody knows about. He could be making bombs or he could be reading. Who knows?

Anyhow, Beast Boy and Cyborg both declined J.T.'s invitation. The two headed to their rooms. Beast Boy said he was going to take a nap and Cyborg said he was going to recharge his battery and check his e-mails. J.T. sighed, calling them chickens and headed to his room.

"Hey J.T.! Wait up," Terra called.

"What is it, Terra?" J.T. asked.

"Mind if I come with?"

"Nah, let's go."

So J.T. and Terra headed to J.T.'s room. When they got there, J.T. had a little trouble getting in (he accidentally locked himself out).

"Man, not again," J.T. shouted.

"Why do you lock the door in the first place?" Terra queried.

"I think Beast Boy's gonna go in there and mess with my stuff," J.T. replied. "And there's stuff in there he could kill himself with."

"Hmm, good reason."

J.T. shoulder blocked the door open and finally got in. J.T.'s room was somewhat like Terra's. He had a couch in front of the windows so he could see the sunsets, his bed was on the far end of the room and his closet was on the left side of the room. But his walls were painted like a dense forest, he had a large oak bookcase on the right side of the door with many novels like "Moby Dick", "Robinson Crusoe" and "Frankenstein" on it, he had what looked like a wood-burning stove beside his closet and a suit of silver-colored armor beside it on the floor. He also had a few dull swords and shields on the walls as décor, a moderate-sized TV in front of his couch and a laptop computer on a round coffee table in front of the couch.

"So what's up, Terra?" J.T. asked.

"Well, I…"

Just as Terra was going to tell J.T. something, there was a large explosion! Something was happening on the waterfront!

"Titans, trouble! Get up here," Robin's voice boomed over the intercom. In the central chamber, everyone was wondering what was going on.

"What's going on?" Terra asked. (See? I told you!)

"Don't know, but we're going to find out," Robin shouted. "Titans, go!"