"So you wish to... observe us?" Daunt asked, watching the five- which she had learned were called Teen Titans- before her.

"Well, I mean, you look human- but you're not. Plus, you don't even know what year it is." Cyborg said. He tilted his head. "How long have you been down there?"

Daunt scratched her chin, frowning, and she sat down. "All I can remember is the light we created. The flames. The acrid smoke. Everything else is just... blank." She murmured, running a hand through her hair. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked to its owner. The hand belonged to Raven, and she was frowning.

"What exactly happened for you to be stuck in my father's realm?" The halfling asked, tilting her head.

"My brother, my twin," Daunt started, "We.. us four were granted our gifts. I was fire, my brother was ice, Ardent was wind, and Quip was earth... or, is. We're not dead yet. But Cogent... He became greedy, he wanted our power. So, we subdued him and Trigon entombed us."

"Question." Beast Boy raised his hand. "You're ancient, right? And you haven't seen anything for, like, thousands of years? Well, then how can you speak English?"

Daunt smiled. "Our native language is Latin. But, when the man who released us used charms to free us from our state. It absorbed what we needed to know, such as language, from his memories and transferred them to us. It was a good question, however."

"So... what do you know, then?" Robin asked.

"I.." Daunt frowned. "I know my name. When I was frozen, I would of been seventeen. I'm a pyrokinetic. This is Earth. I was a statue for a long, long time.. And, everything else is just bits and pieces. From what I gathered from.." Daunt paused, thinking, "Slade's memories.." She said the name cautiously, "I can see you five. You're heroes."

"Aw, shucks," Beast Boy grinned.

"If Trigon created you, why are you not evil?" The soft voice of Starfire asked.

"Because I didn't want to be. We didn't want to be." Daunt explained, offering a tiny smile. "I suppose he made the mistake of giving us our free will. But, earlier, you asked us what we can do." Daunt leaned back for a moment, thinking, then she sighed. "I will allow you to observe me. But my cousins will need a different mission. My brother is unstable, he always has been and we need to find him. If Ardent and Quip find him, they can bring him back and we can subdue him."

"Beast Boy and Starfire can go with them." Robin said, and the two led Ardent and Quip out. "You've been gone a long time, a lot has changed."

"Deal." Daunt murmured.

"Can I get a blood sample?" Cyborg asked, kneeling before the sitting Daunt. Daunt said nothing, but offered Cyborg her arm and allowed him to stick the needle into her skin. She winced, but only for a second. "Your blood, it's-"

"It's not blood." Daunt told him. "It's ichor. We're not like you humans, or like Raven. We're-"

"Immortal." Raven murmured, studying Daunt. "I read something on your kind once.. a long time ago. There's no more of you."

"Of course there's not." Daunt smiled sadly. "Cogent made sure of that." She sighed and glanced at the ground. "My father would not be proud."

"Your father?" Robin asked.

Daunt raised her head. "I had parents, like all of you. I didn't just appear. My parents, you see, were the leaders of our race. The Alphas."

"Is that why you command the others? You're an Alpha, too?" Raven asked. Daunt gave a small nod.

"My father was teaching Cogent and I. We were supposed to share the pack, fifty-fifty, but when our younger brother was born.." Daunt trailed off. "I don't know what happened to Cogent. I don't know why he attacked, but he did. And now we're here." Daunt frowned.

"Everything happens for a reason." Raven's hand was at her shoulder again.

"Does it?" Daunt asked herself, but then she stood. "Now, what else do you want to observe?"

"When we fought Trigon, you switched forms." Robin pointed out. "What can you change into?"

"Well, hence the translation of my kind's names, wolves." Daunt said. "But, there are different variants of the forms. The only thing that usually stays the same is the demon eyes. The form I'm in now is called the Homid. It's the most human variant, but this is the exception to the eye rule. Crinos is the second form, it's what you know as a werewolf. Half man, half wolf. Glabro is the between variant of Homid and Crinos. It's still human, but kinda wolfy. Hispo is the last form, the one you saw me fight in."

Raven studied Daunt again. "You're strong, I can feel it. Superhuman strength, maybe?"

Daunt nodded. "Depending on gender and ranking, my kind can lift anywhere between 6270 pounds to 8000 pounds."

"Really?" Cyborg quirked an eyebrow. "But you're tiny!"

"But I'm also not human." Daunt conceded.

"Your tattoos, what do they mean?" Robin asked.

"They're the tattoos of an alpha." Daunt said. "In what once was my culture, depending on rank, heritage, or gender a Wolf would receive their own unique tattoo. Since my parents were both alphas, this was the one I got. Of course, that's just the facial tattoo. I have more."

"Y'know," Cyborg started, "The color kinda matches Raven's blue."

"Hm." Daunt glanced at Raven. "Odd." She stood and cracked her knuckles and other joints. Daunt was a bit sore from being frozen for a couple thousand years, so she stretched and allowed her back to pop.

"One more test and you're free to go." Cyborg said. "I kinda want to see how you're structured, like your bones and stuff."

Daunt shrugged, looking toward him. "Knock yourself out." Daunt said simply, allowing Cyborg to hook her up to some odd wires. She stood still and tall, watching curiously as Cyborg did his thing. Daunt found everything rather interesting since it was new and foreign to her. She wanted to know more, learn more.

"This is amazing," She heard Cyborg say, so she tilted her head to observe him. He was staring at a large, glowing screen in awe. "Your biological components are very similar to Beast Boy's, but your mental structure is very similar to Raven's. If it's alright with you, can you shift? I'd like to see the process your body endures."

"Sure." Daunt said casually, shrugging. "Which form?"

"The one you used to fight." Cyborg said simply, smiling, as he watched her. Raven and Robin stood beside him, watching as well.

Daunt offered a nod and sucked in a deep breath as she began to concentrate. She could feel the pull deep in her gut that signaled the shift before she fell forward, bracing herself on her hands and knees. The first part of the shift was the reshaping, her bones molding and reforming to create the structure of the wolf. Her skull elongated and her teeth sharpened and her eye sockets split to make way for the two extra eyes and her ears curved and began to move upward to the top of her skull. The process was usually quicker, perhaps a second or two long, but Daunt had slowed it down so the others could watch. Her abs began to tighten and push upward into her stomach, pushing her organs aside as her legs elongated and her body added on layers of muscle to compensate for the new form. Her nails stretched and sharpened into hooked claws as the fur began to form. Daunt's fur was not like the fur of her cousins or brothers. While they had a solid color scheme- Cogent's form was pure black, his bright blue eyes always a defining feature; Ardent's wolf form was a cream color, like... the only comparison that comes to mind is the inside of a banana; Quip's wolf form was a snowy white like mist or snow, obviously- but Daunt's was different. The white fur of her shoulders grew first, her muscles rippling beneath her skin. Next came the white fur on her cheeks, the grey fur of her jaw, and the mottled black of her muzzle and the black ears tipped with brown. The gray to white gradient fur of her front legs came after the facial fur, then the tawny fur of her thighs and the white fur of her lower legs. The mocha-brown fur on her sides, neck, and underbelly came next as her tail finally formed and sprouted its brown to white gradient, the tip of her tail splotched with black. A thin black line of fur ran from the spot between her shoulder blades down to the base of her tail. Daunt let out a yawn when she was finished, stretching rather cattily. She prided herself on having a more unique look and her abilities, and 'showing off' for Cyborg had allowed her to share something she was proud of. She cocked her head to the side and allowed her tongue to loll out of her mouth, her wolfish muscles rippling beneath velvet fur and skin. Her neck was full, thick, and knotty with muscle; a short and stocky wolf made mostly of muscle and shorter fur. Yes, she was short- though not as short as Ardent- but she was twice as muscular as the other males and female. Her tail swished from side to side as she sat on her haunches, awaiting something- anything. Cyborg and Robin were too busy studying Daunt's vitals to say anything, so it was Raven who approached Daunt. She had one thin eyebrow arched as she circled her, perhaps curious. She ran her hand down part of Daunt's back, lost in her examination. Daunt didn't move, she didn't protest.

"Impressive." Raven murmured, twirling a lock of fur between her middle and index finger.

I'm flattered. Daunt offered a doggish grin, her tail thumping against the floor.

"Telepathy?" Raven asked, her eyebrow quirked once again. "Also impressive."

That's not even the half of it. Daunt looked back at her, offering a wink. It was odd to see such a gesture coming from an animalistic form. Pyrokinesis is my specialty.

"Pyrokinesis? Did my father grant you that?" Raven asked, folding her arms over her chest.

In a way, yes. It was... foretold my twin and I, along with our cousins, would be born with kinetic powers. Cogent is a cryokinetic, Ardent is an aerokinetic, Quip is a geokinetic.. And... none of us can survive without the others. We balance each other out. Daunt said, tilting her head to the side. Perhaps absentmindedly, Raven scratched beneath Daunt's chin. Due to the look on Robin and Cyborg's faces, Daunt assumed Raven was usually not a touchy person.

"You know what," Cyborg said, "We should see how strong you are. Like, in a battle. With you just in your human form."

Daunt shifted back to her humanoid form, offering a small smile. "Deal. Who's my opponent?"

"We'll go in rounds." Robin said, offering a smile. "Me first, then Cyborg. I guess if Raven wants to she can fight you, too."

"And where will we brawl?" Daunt asked, curious.

"Follow me." Cyborg grinned.


Daunt rotated her neck to allow it to pop, grinning softly. The air outside was warm to her skin, though she was enshrouded by her fur cloak. She took it off, however, to reveal her form beneath. She was not exactly petite, nor was she thick, but perhaps somewhere between. Her gauntlets were leather, but lined with small metal spikes. Her breastplate was crafted from some sturdy, shiny black metal which cut off below her breasts. Her abdomen was protected and covered by a thin leather wrap, her legs covered by pants which were a mix of denim and leather it seemed. She wore furred boots similar to, perhaps, what a caveman would wear. If anything she looked as though she could be a grounder from the show the 100, but she was not.

"Is this hand to hand, or-?"

"Hand to hand." Robin said with a nod. "Are you ready?"

Daunt smirked softly. "I was born ready."

Robin grinned and beckoned to her. Daunt leaped forward, a grin on her face. Robin aimed a punch to her ear, but Daunt deflected. She landed a softer kick to his thigh, the grin still upon her face, when it hit her.

Her body is shattered, she can see it clearly. She shouldn't be able to lay in this position. She can feel the blood drain from her body, coating the ground, staining her clothes and making them heavy. It hurts, it hurts so much but there's no stopping it. Maybe this is her end...

Daunt inhaled sharply, coming to just in time to catch Robin's fist. She squeezed and forced him to the ground, her eyes wild. Raven was staring at Daunt, her eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry." Daunt said quietly, releasing him.

"For what?" Robin frowned. "You-"

"Daunt." Raven said, her hood over her face. "A word."

Daunt stood to her full height, grabbing her cloak, and approached Raven.