Generic Disclaimer:
No, I do not own the characters portrayed in this story. No, I do not own the shows that they come from. No, I do not have ownership of Warner Bros. I do have the artistic license to let this story be shown, as it will always be non-profit and open to the public. Any characters, places, or events that may resemble actual people, living or dead, places or events is entirely coincidental. I apologize in advance for anyone who may be insulted by this work.

This story was a weird one, lemme tell you. I started writing it before HIVE got its Brother Blood and Triton was a character. Because of that, it may look a bit weird at times. The first five chapters are done, and the sixth is currently under production. More details about that in the preface to the later chapters.

So, without further adieu, enjoy. Please don't yell.
-Hybrid

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Catalyst

April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

- The Waste Land, by T.S. Eliot

Chapter 1

The sun was just starting to rise in the background. Soft rays of light shone out over the landscape, making it's way lazily through the rippling waves before touching the first bit of land along the coast of Jump City. As the light travelled upward along the coast and started to touch against the buildings, a singular bit of light shone through the buildings and rested against the road that was leading into the city itself.

On that road, there was a singular figure who was walking down it towards the city. Obviously not tired, the figure moved at a brisk pace as if he or she was going to miss something. The cloak the figure wore contrasted with the surroundings, as it was opaque grey and really did not have any kind of camouflage qualities. Not that the person cared, that was. "Hmm... Almost there... Don't want to miss the fun, do I?" The figure, in a female voice, asked herself while she marched along. The clicking of her heels on the ground became a steady tapping noise, much like a metronome that was stuck on a high beat.

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In the city, everyone was just starting to get up.

Beast Boy let out a gigantic yawn and sat up. The alarm clock next to his bed, although made with the finest titanium, still looked all dented and bruised after each morning when BB would morph into some kind of heavy creature and just lay waste to it with his left arm "Man, being a hero is tough..." he says to himself, sliding out of bed so he can look at the alarm clock. It said "6:30" through a rather cracked screen. Shrugging that, he dragged himself off to the bathroom.

On the roof, looking as out-of-place as the other figure walking into the city, was Raven. She was hovering in place, with her legs crossed, so she could do her meditation before starting the day. She didn't mind the sun, as her back was facing the sunrise. Under her breath, she clearly spoke the words "Azerath Metrion Zinthos" over and over again.

Down in the kitchen, as they have been for the last fifteen minutes, Robin and Starfire stood around. Star, however, seemed to be making what we would call "breakfast" but only because that was the meal that was supposed to happen at that time. "Robin... When the manual says 'Eggs', what form of animal embryo does it mean?" Star asked, staring at the cookbook as if it were in a completely different language (which it was.)

"I think they mean chicken eggs, Star." Robin replied, having already set the table for the rest of the Titans. He saw that Star was having a good enough time with the breakfast that he might just step in and help out a bit. "You sure you don't need any help?"

"I am quite sure! My culinary skills are adequate enough to handle that of the... 'Pan-cake'. There is no cause for alarm." Star replies confidently, taking the time to read the title of the page she was on.

"If you say so, Star." Robin says, now leaning against a counter while absently watching her prepare breakfast. There was still the chance that she would require some sort of help, and he had nothing else to do that morning until the Titans completely awoke.

"Hey man! Wake up! Dontcha wanna have breakfast?" Beast Boy yells through the door to Cyborg's room, before knocking on the door again. "Gimme five more minutes, dude!" Cyborg groggily yells back through the door.

"You said that five minutes ago!" Beast Boy replied.

"Yeah, and I'm sayin' it again! Five minutes!" Cyborg says, before a bit more snoring could be heard.

Beast Boy, grumbling, morphs himself into a small elephant. Opening the door (with just a little bit of unneeded force,) he walks into the work/bedroom and over to the table where Cyborg is resting. Before Cyborg could do anything else, he is picked up by Beast Boy's trunk and carried off.

"H-Hey! I just want some sleep!" Cyborg yells out, cartoonishly struggling in the trunk.

"Yeah, well I thought you would also want breakfast too." Beast Boy says, before pausing and adding to it. "You've done the same thing to me." He adds, smirking a green elephant smirk. The two continue to exchange voices as they walk off to the living room.

Raven glances up suddenly, looking out towards the city. There was a new presence in there; a strong one. This person obviously had a high potential for telepathy, because she could feel it from kilometres away. "... Hmm." Lowering herself to the ground, she rose to her feet. After letting her cloak drape down around her body, she moved to the doorway in the roof, going back inside the building. This was something that was worth reporting.

After putting out the small fire, Robin slumped back into the chair. His eyes had that cartoonish spiral look, and his face was covered in what looked like black dust. Star had waved away all the smoke and coughed gently.

"Erm... I guess that was slightly more heat than I required." She says, giving a small nervous smile in the direction of Robin. "I am sorry if you are injured, my friend."

"No worries, Star. Nothing broken over here." Robin says, letting out a small happy laugh that Star shortly followed with. "Do you want to keep working on those pancakes?"

"I believe the granular sustenance shall suffice for today." Star sighs, as she reaches for the cereal and brings it out to the table. After setting it down, she walked to the fridge and took the milk and orange juice, also placing it on the table. It was at that moment when BB and Cyborg walked in. Well, BB walked in. Cyborg was being carried.

"No point in struggling now, dude. We're here." Beast Boy says, setting down Cyborg and morphing back into himself. As he goes into his green-skinned human form, he blinks at the air. "Was there a fire or somethin'? Air's all black in here."

Star was about to give her confession when Robin spoke up for her.

"No fire. A ship passed close-by, and their smoke came in through the window." Robin says, kinda fanning the air around him towards the window. "Someone really should turn on the air conditioning, though."

Startled, Star looked back over at Robin and silently thanked him with a smile. Robin did the same in return, getting up and opening another window.

"Alright, whatever man." Beast Boy says, hopping into a seat and pours himself some cereal.

Cyborg slowly walked over to the table. Just as he sits in the seat, his head falls down against it and making a loud clunking sound. No sounds of pain were heard, since his snores drowned them out. Everyone else just looked at Cyborg as this happened.

"... Maybe I should have let 'im sleep." Beast Boy says, looking back on what he did. Shrugging, he goes back to eating his meal.

"Gosh! I shall help Cyborg back to his chambers. Excuse us for a moment." Star crouched down just next to Cyborg, picking him up under her arm so he is leaning against her side, and hovered up into the air. As she goes to leave, Raven walks into the doorframe. "Raven, I am sorry but could you move to the side for a moment? Cyborg needs his rest."

"That can wait." Raven said, addressing them all. "We have a problem."