Children of a Lesser God
Formally known as,
Slade's New Apprentice
By Prisionero.
Summary: (AU-Alternate Universe.) After the failure with Robin and before his attempt on Terra, Slade had his eyes set on another option. One that, like all the others before and after him, will want absolutely nothing to do with the mercenary… But Slade Wilson has his ways, and the child chosen will have to get out of it with the Titan's help… Or with them against him as well. Welcome to his story. We'll see how it develops. After all, The Titans are heroes; they should be able to save the day... Right?
Rating: M
Time period: 2001. Roughly two weeks after the events on 'The Apprentice' parts 1 & 2.
Update schedule: Mondays and Thursdays at 5:00 pm4:00 central at the latest.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, nor am I making a profit with them. However, the plot and characters you have never seen before are of my property.
IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE: As all of you will notice, this chapters is extremely vague. I'm aware of that, because I wrote it with that intention. Don't be fooled by it, THIS WAS A ONE TIME THING. I wanted to give the feeling of mystery to the prologue, but it backfired on me, turning off readers. I would change it, but I rather leave it like that as a reminder of my mistakes. I just ask for you to not judge this fic after reading this chapter, read the next one. If you still don't find it entertaining, then you have seen what I can do and have not been satisfied; you can forget my existence. Thanks.
Prologue: The First Meeting.
Night at Jump City.
Many people instantly associate night with darkness. If they are talking about the appearance, they are quite right. But when it comes to what it really is…
Night and its darkness hide many things. Some good, some bad. Others the gray shade of them all. But most of the time, the actions taking place at night are quiet, going completely unnoticed.
No such luck for the splinter section of Wayne Industries.
"ARGH!"
Night hides many things… Including the features of this man, bursting through the roof of the aforementioned building while carrying a strange device on his left arm. However, the night had been unable to hide sound: A silent alarm had gone off. And it would bring visitors.
The T-shaped tower. Not very original, mind you, but still… A monument and home to the guardians of the city, currently enjoying blissful sleep.
That is, before the alarm that had silently gone off on Wayne Industries also went off on the tower… Not so silently.
The inhabitants of the place were up within the second. Some more annoyed than others.
"Titans." Echoed a voice we all know too well throughout the entire building. "Trouble."
How.
The word ringed unstopped on the man's head as he ran. How? He had been so careful…
Not careful enough.
"WHERE IS SHE!"
He had failed. Again.
A human had outsmarted him.
"Do you really think I would hide her here?"
He hated his voice. The utter calmness it always appeared to have made him shudder.
He hated that button more.
"Were I to press this button, the room where she's being held would be filled with a poisonous gas on one eighth of a second. She would die shortly after that."
One eighth of a second. Not even the speck of a chance to save her…
Not even a plan…
"I do not recommend trying to take this from me. If anyone without my handprint touches it, the gas will go off instantly."
Not even the hope that she'll be able to resist…
"The gas is powerful, child… It would even kill a demon in a matter of seconds."
Nothing… Nothing he could possibly do.
He despised feeling helpless. But as much as he fought it, the feeling soon overwhelmed his entire being.
"What do you want from me?"
He had to protect her.
He had to save her.
Someway… There had to be someway…
"I want you to be my apprentice."
His freedom.
I had no choice.
No longer free.
She needs to live.
He was a slave.
She'll live…
He was Slade Wilson's new apprentice.
SHE'LL. LIVE.
It did not matter what he had to give up. All that matters it's her safety.
Just keep telling yourself that, kid.
His ears caught the sound with narrowly enough time for him to dodge. Jumping back, he spotted the boomerang-like object that had been forcefully encased on the roof-spot he had just been standing on.
"I'm guessing that gizmo doesn't belong to you." Called a voice behind him.
He didn't have to turn around to know who was there, but he did so anyway.
The five figures stared back.
"Ah." His voice was rather rough and deep, one of the men in front of him had actually expected him to add 'bub'. "The Teen Titans."
Night hid many things indeed…
TO BE CONTINUED...
Side note: Some of you may notice that this is similar to a fic I did some time ago, I assure you it will not be the same as the Gary Stu my character used to be. I'll try to make the entire fic more realistic and without godly powers. Believe me, I don't plan of repeating my mistakes.
And if you think all chapters will be this short, prepare to be dumbstruck.
