To Hell and Back

I don't own Teen Titans.

Hi everyone. Its DarkVyse88 and here is something I have been picturing in my head for a while. When one of the new heroes for Teen Titans was revealed to be a Russian named Red Star, his character intrigued me. I mean, in the comics, he was with Soviet Russia, but did that make him a Communist? Well, I wanted to go into a more in dept look into this strange man. A few changes were made with "SnowBlind" premiering, but I hope that you fellow readers and writers will enjoy this work.

Chapter 1

An Alien girl flies out of the stratosphere and into space. Her hand is grasped tightly on the arm of a man. He was once a soldier. He was once a proud defender for his country. But he became transformed. He gained powers that were grand, yet destructive. Now they have caught up to him. His body glows a chilling red as he feels his power build up. He thinks he is not going to make it. He told the girl to bring him far away. Away from the land that had once loved him, but then scorned him. Despite what they and he thought about himself, he would not allow such a thing. He had leveled one city, but he would not allow his country to burn. They needed a chance. They needed to live long enough for his return.

He now sees the darkness of space and the stars around him. Earth floats beneath him like a perfect orb. The girl lets go of his grip and he drifts off into space. He looks back at her. She is sad. He sees tears course from the green eyes almost the same as his. He knows her pain. He can not show it, for he only feels it. He waves to her. She waves back. He leaves at least some insurance in her heart. He drifts farther off into space. Finally, his power reaches its max.

An explosion rips at space. People on Earth see a flash, then a red blinking dot in the sky. It then vanishes as soon as it had appeared.

One year later…

That same soldier opens his eyes. He is blinded at first by white light. His eyes adjust and he realizes he is strapped to a lead-plated table. All of a sudden, the strap holding him down release and his body is free. He almost falls but he retains his balance. He feels as though he has only been asleep for a few minutes. That is when he rubs his hand against his chin and feels a newly grown beard. He pulls at it. He looks at himself and he is dressed in a white hospital gown. His mind recollects what it remembers. All of a sudden, a single question runs through his head:

Did it work?

As if by answer, the door to his anti-contamination room opens. He steps through it and he comes back into his home. All of a sudden, he feels as though he never went into space. He felt as though he never let out an explosion from his body that could have leveled Mother Russia. It is just like he just got out of his room after shedding his power, minus the regular tubes he brings out. He sees the gigantic lead coated room and all of the capsules stacked in their openings, the radioactive liquid that he continually spawned from his body. He feels sick to his stomach as those things remind him of what he once was. But all he can think now was the same question:

Did it work?

"Over here, Captain," a voice with a heavy Asian accent to it orders. The man focuses his gaze to the front of the owner standing a few feet in front of him. The man looks to be just a few inches under the soldier's height. He wears a black business suit with a red tie. His hands are wearing lack gloves. His Asian face is dotted with many wrinkles and black goggles with huge eyepieces cover his eyes. A wire is running from his nose to something underneath his jacket. His long black hair is slicked back by hair gel.

"Professor…Chang?" the soldier asks.

"Alive and well. I am finally glad to hear that you have awoken."

"How long…how long-" the soldier holds his head as he feels a few sharp pains hit his head.

"That will wear off in a few seconds. It has been a year since you headed for the stars. Thankfully, space retrieval did a very good job of retrieving you and you have been sleeping for awhile now."

"Retrieval? I am alive then? But…did the plan…why are you here? I could go off," the soldier says suddenly.

"Do not be so scared. That time is over. The plan has worked."

"Do you speak true?" the soldier asks as he starts to feel relive.

"See for yourself," Chang states.

Now that scares him. But why? He must be fine now. He hasn't gone off. But it only has been a few minutes. Chang just seems so sure. He should seem sure. But is it enough? As his power level finally been contained.

"Go on. Let us see if my research has been successful."

The man nods his head as his lifts his right hand up. It takes all of his power to stop himself from shaking. He does not wish to show his fear in front of Chang. He prays silently that he will not go critical. He outstretches his hand and concentrates. All of a sudden, his hand is engulfed in red matter that glows lightly, yet the soldier feels the power mass swimming around inside of it. He waits a second, then two, and then three. The radiation-drenched glow does not go mad. He then concentrates yet again and it disappears. He feels like crying.

Chang smiles afterwards, revealing a nearly toothless mouth, and says," Such success. Your power has now fallen under your control. Thanks to my research. , You are no the perfect soldier that we sought to create."

The man then bows and replies," I am grateful. You have finally made me perfect. You are a true master in this field."

"Cost me a few years off my life and it is very much worth it. Now, to your room and get clean. The helicopter I waiting outside."

The soldier straightens his posture yet again and asks," Then they are ready?"

"As we have planed and you have promised. The time is at hand. The world is waiting for our new arrival, Red Star." Chang then turns and walks out of the clean room. This is then followed by the sound of the main door opening and then shutting, sending out a dull metallic chime throughout the now empty area.

The soldier then began to walk back to his old holding room. What Chang had called him echoes in his head. Red Star had been his new alias since he could remember. Ever since they infused him with this power, he had become the Soviet Union's newest weapon. He was to be the template of a new breed of soldiers infused with the power of nuclear energy: a living Atomic Bomb. Yet he was too dangerous as his power could not be controlled, even if it was his. He thought he could hide away, but his powers still got loose. A creature had gotten loose due to his power. He felt like killing himself at occasions. He still though remembered what Chang had promised him. Chang had sworn to fix his flaws. That meant making everyone think he was dead. Of course, not many respected him yet feared them. But now he was repaired. He was ready to fight. He was also ready to fulfil his promise.

He opens the door to his room and steps inside. He looks at everything that was where it should be and dark memories of being alone filled his head. The soldier just had to get out of there. After washing himself in his shower followed by combing his hair, a brush of his teeth, and shaving his beard. He walks over to his bed and looks down at the clothes that lay there. He changes into the underwear and muscle shirt before proceeding to the other clothing.

Just the way I like it, He thinks as he begins to put them on. The clothes consist of a green button down military shirt, green pants, black boots cleaned to a shine, and black gloves. He looks at himself in the mirror as he buttons to his shirt his Captain insignia pains and service buttons. He then looks at the shoulder of his right arm and sees what makes him smile even more: a red star with a gold border with a hammer and sickle in the center, the two items being crossed.

Feels good.

He turns around and proceeds to head out of his room, when his eyes catch a picture on his bedside table. He picks it up and stares at the person in the frame. Sure enough, the man in the picture is himself. Only this man has green eyes with pupils, where as he has no pupils. The soldier looking back at the soldier was none other then his father. The greatest soldier and man ever to walk the Earth. Well, to the soldier anyways. This was a man who too was a weapon, but fought to defend rather then to kill. He was the inspiration for the soldier to become Red Star and whom he made a promise to.

"I will make you proud father. You will rest easy knowing I attended to your wish."

With this said, the man who is Red Star put the photo back down and walks out the room. He opens up the door to the outside and is hit by a light flutter of snow. He breathes in the outside air. It smells so good. He sees a blue helicopter with its propeller beginning to rotate and walks over. He goes to the passenger side and opens the door. Sitting in the far seat is Chang, who looks over and smiles as the soldier sits down next to him and shuts the door.

"You look just like your father, Kovar," Chang states.

"thank you sir," he replies as the helicopter takes off.

"For the compliment?

"Yes…and for calling me by my true name, even though I am a weapon."

"You are more then a weapon" Chang replied," you are hope."

Chapter 2 is coming soon!