Wow guys, that response was overwhelming... I honestly was expecting maybe two or three people to say "eh, go ahead, whatever makes you happy" or something. Wow. I love you all! As for how good of a writer I am or how my summary's good and stuff... haha, we'll see if you guys change your minds as this thing progresses.

Well, it's 3 AM, and I just got back froman away football game (I'm in band, I'll probably rant about it at some point). So I could do individual thank-you's and such, but I figure you'd rather have some story. Speaking of which, I have 6 chapters written, but up through chapter 20 laid out, so hopefully I won't leave y'all hangin' for quite a while. For some reason 6 hours on a coach bus seemed to strike me with inspiration...

By now I'm sure you all are thinking, "jeez Mav, get on with the story!" I suppose I must oblige...


Chapter 1: The Enemy Transferred (A/N: Yes, it's official, I suck at chapter titles, but I'll try for you.)

It was an average Friday afternoon at Casper High. The sunshine poured through the windows, tormenting the high school students as they roamed the halls, each dreading their last period class. However, the weather was the last thing on the minds of three particular freshmen this glorious afternoon.

"It's weird, isn't it. There hasn't been any ghost trouble in over a week! Maybe Amity won't need a hero anymore," said Danny Fenton, with a dreamy expression on his face. "Yeah, that must be it, they must have found someone else to save them every day…"

"Or maybe your parents finally fixed the Fenton Genetic Lock so all those evil ghosts stopped escaping!" Tucker exclaimed.

"Ugh, you guys, don't be stupid. For one thing, Danny, half the town thinks you're the enemy, remember? Does 'Public Ghost Enemy #1' ring any bells?" Sam said, glaring down on the two boys. "And Tucker, you know Danny's parents just got back from that ghost hunter's convention in Los Angeles two days ago," she added.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," sighed Danny. "I was just hoping…"

"Nope, not that lucky," Sam finished for him. "But the lack of ghosts has been worrying me, too…"

"Dude, who cares? Maybe we can actually have FUN this weekend!" exclaimed Tucker.

Suddenly a loud buzz interrupted their conversation, letting them know that they were, once again, late to Mr. Lancer's class. Not that this is a new thing for them – with Danny's superhero status, it was a wonder that they even made it to class at all sometimes.

Sam peered through the doorway with a look of absolute disgust on her face. "Ready for an hour of absolute boredom?" she asked.

"Ready for an hour of absolute boredom," answered the boys.

And together, the three of them walked into class, late again, not knowing that soon, the three teens would be experiencing anything BUT boredom.


"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos… Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos… Azarath, Metrion –"

"Hey Raven," a voice echoed, seeming quite distant and therefore unrecognizable. Raven cracked an eye wearily.

"No, I haven't seen Robin, Beast Boy, OR Cyborg; no, I don't know where the remote is; no, I don't want tofu bacon and waffles; no, I don't want to hang out! I just want to meditate!" she said, her voice growing to a shout.

"Raven, it's just me, Robin," Robin said calmly. "You seem troubled. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Sorry, Robin," she answered, feeling slightly better. She started to recollect herself as she went back into the lotus position. "You know that I just like to meditate."

"And I know it's more than that," he said. "You've only left your room twice in the past week. Why don't you just tell me what's wrong?"

"I've left my room more than twice. I do have to eat, you know." She closed her eyes, ready to go back into the more peaceful world of meditation.

A vein throbbed on Robin's temple. He glared at her for a moment before she sighed, resigned to telling him the truth. The mysterious teen stood up, running her fingers through her dark hair, clearly nervous about what she was going to say.

"If you really must know, I've felt a disturbance in the energy of Jump City lately. Something is wrong, I just can't put my finger on it." She stared into Robin's eyes, hoping that he could at least reassurance, even if not answers.

He frowned, puzzled by what she had said. "Do you have any ideas?"

"I think… I think it might be something… paranormal…" she trailed off into a whisper. Regaining her composure she turned around, starting to pace. She added, "But I don't know. Whatever it is, it's not good," she replied.

"Come to think of it, we haven't really had any trouble since the middle of last week," Robin said, attempting to confirm the girl's belief. "I wonder what's going on…"

"I wish I knew," said Raven.

"Me too," said Robin. After a few seconds of silence, Robin sighed. "You know, Star's been bugging all of us to go to the mall with her, why don't you come along? It might help you take your mind off things."

"I'm the only one with my mind ON things," Raven retorted. "I can't afford to take my mind off things."

"You might feel better after one afternoon off," said Robin, putting a hand on her shoulder. "At least think about it."

"Yeah, right, I will," answered Raven shortly, rolling her eyes. Soon enough she was back floating in the lotus position in the corner of her room, eyes peacefully closed, chanting softly, "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos… Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos…"

Realizing that Raven was once again deep in meditation, Robin left the room and joined the other Titans as they ventured out of Titans Tower. After a few minutes of meditating, Raven got up, realizing that she wasn't going to understand any more than she already did. Sighing, she flew out to accompany the rest of the Titans.


"HI RAVEN! I'm so glad you could join us at the mall of shopping!" Starfire shouted, upon seeing Raven. Raven's only reply was to glare at Starfire and roll her eyes.

The boys soon caught up to the girls, and upon Beast Boy's and Cyborg's request, they went to the arcade first.

"Hey BB, you got your game on?" Cyborg taunted.

"Bring it on, dude!" Beast Boy yelled back as the pair raced off to play whatever game they ran into first.

"Robin, would you play a game with me?" Starfire asked.

"Sure, Star. You OK, Raven?"

"Yup, just dandy. I love going to the arcade, where all of you waste your time being loud and obnoxious, when I could be meditating or getting something else productive done," she sarcastically retorted. A moment later, she added, "I'll be over there, trying to block out all stupidity."

Once Raven left for the quietest corner of the arcade, Starfire started bugging Robin about which game they should play. Ten minutes of debate later, Robin was nearly pulling his over-gelled hair out with frustration.

"How 'bout a game of air hockey?" Robin asked, as a last-ditch effort. "See, it's easy, all you have to do is use these things" (he indicated the paddles) "to knock the puck into this goal. Want to try?"

"Oh Robin, I am not certain…" Starfire said.

"I'll go easy on you," Robin said, smiling. "OK… ready, GO!"

Within seconds, Starfire smashed the puck into Robin's goal so hard that the cheap black plastic surrounding the tiny slot had cracked in several places.

"Hooray! I am victorious, am I not?" Starfire shouted, jumping up and down with glee.

Robin just stood there, dumbfounded. "Uh… yeah…"

"YAY!" Starfire screamed, overly giddy.

All of a sudden, everyone in the arcade – and the rest of the mall, for that matter – started rushing for the nearest exit.

"What's going on?" Robin shouted. He looked hurriedly in the direction that most of the crowd was running from. "Titans, trouble!"

"Aww, c'mon Robin, do you always have to ruin all the fun?" Beast Boy pleaded.

"Not NOW, BB! We got a few baddies to take down! Titans, GO!" commanded Robin as the team charged them on head on.

The odd thing was, none of them were affected by the Titans' attacks.

"What are these things?" Cyborg yelled.

"I don't know! It's like our attacks keep… phasing… through them!" Robin shouted back as he attempted, to no avail, to combat with one of the creatures.

"Robin, this has no hope!" Starfire yelled desperately. "Please, let us go!"

"Maybe you're right, Star. Titans, fall back!" Robin yelled, as the mysterious enemies continued to wreak havoc on what was left of the mall.

And so the Titans headed back toward Titans Tower, to sort out what they could about this extremely formidable – and seemingly invincible – enemy.


So, what did you think? All criticism is welcome, no matter how harsh... I don't generally do this writing thing, I'm between a math major and an architecture major...hmm...

An extra-big hug goes to the people that already put this on their favorites/alert lists... without even reading a chapter! I feel so loved... Hugs all around to my lovely reviewers, I'll eventually post individual feedback, but I'm frankly pretty sleepy. And I'll even give a little friendship hug to everyone who took a part in the 122 hits this story got in the first 24 hours, even though there was nothing substantial posted. You'll get a bigger hug if you respond though, that's the only way I'm going to get any better at this. :)

That being said, hope you enjoyed!

Mav