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grymstalker: I've already read Nighthawk Chronicles, and Journyverse, and a few other Xander-centric fics, I liked nighthawk chronicles orginally, but I don't like the direction he started taking in the last couple bits... I still love Journeyverse, which has it's own sight, i think it'll still redirect if you just add the dot-com to Journeyverse, but I forget the actual sites name now... But this isn't just a Titans Xander-fic, the demon and the Avatar stuff is taken from the video game Shin Megami Tensei 3 Nocture (possibly misspelled) my all time favorite video game (and where the glow in the dark patterns I gave Xander came from, and though I'm adding a few details to it, the horn too {I'm going to have _too_ much fun when I get around to revealing what the horn can do})
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"So, Xander, have you finished your costume yet?"
"Please Di-err… Robin… Don't call it that, it will be my combat suit, or uniform, or something more formal than that." Xander turned away from the punching bag to look at Robin, who was frowning. "What?"
"I should have realized with the information you have, that you know each of our uncostumed names. Believe me; no matter what you call it, to the rest of the world, it will be a costume." He crossed his arms, in this case a slightly defensive demonstration that he was relaxing. "So how are you're physical exams coming?"
"My strength right now seems to be right at the border between super human and maximum human limits, I expect with training I'll surpass that, but because I'm used to a human body, it'll take a while, my speed and reaction time also border the limits of the lesser end of superhuman… I think Raven was right, I've entered a new puberty, and as I progress through it my abilities will increase." He sighed and crossed his own arms, turning the rest of his body now as well. "So, in summery, I'm about as strong as Cyborg, Twice as fast, and my reflexes leave you both in the dust… However my nature of training as it stands, either of you could beat me with little difficulty in prolonged combat…"
"Prolonged combat?"
"If I were to have my normal advantages, you'd never see it coming," Xander smirked.
"Special Weapons and Tactics," Robin chuckled.
"Magic Weapons and Supernatural Tactics," Xander laughed back.
"Magic and supernatural are still special, SWAT still applies," Robin emphasized.
"In the vaguest sense, it's still yet another entirely different form of combat."
"Like blowing up a city," Robin said sarcastically.
"To stop an otherwise unstoppable force," Xander defended, he took a step back to keep from looking immediately aggressive, used to his defensive posture with Slayers.
"Did you kill it?"
"I don't think we ever figured out if it could be killed… But we stopped it, in a very long term sense…" Xander said with the slightest bit of regret.
"Xander…" Robin started, but then stopped, "Your methods…"
"…Are extreme, for extreme situations, that I've faced an extremely absurd number of times," Xander finished. "Robin, I'm used to saving the world decisions, those situations that weren't save the world extreme, we never went that far, and we relied predominantly on the Slayer. Every case in which we resorted to overwhelming firepower was a case of- if we didn't, countless people would die."
Robin sighed, "I understand, but it doesn't make it any easier to deal with."
Xander retook the step he'd gone back, moving closer to Robin, "When Trigon was here, on earth, you were willing to deal with Slade, when you knew, you absolutely knew, he would turn on you at some point, the fact that he didn't until long after those events is irrelevant, you knew, letting Slade help you in exchange for helping him, would eventually cause more trouble. But you did it anyway, because you needed the extra help to defeat Trigon and save the world. Would you still do that, even now, that you've had plenty of time to think about it?"
Robin grimaced as if in pain, "Yes."
"Those are the kind of decisions I'm used to being a part of… We blew up a town, where the only people left, were people who had chosen a side, or chosen they'd rather die than leave their home, but they chose."
"Just… If it comes to that-" Robin was fighting to form words, "Don't cut us out, it's our decision too."
"Deal… And to your first question, I finished it last night, I'll show everyone this afternoon after I finish training and shower."
"Your- outfit," Robin smirked.
"That'll do as well as any other term…"
Even after his shower, Xander still hadn't put on his outfit just yet; he went to Cyborg's room and knocked. Cyborg opened the door and looked down at him…
"Oh, yeah, it's ready," he told Xander before he could even ask.
"All of it?"
"I said it's ready," he chuckled.
"Good, let's begin the procedure."
A few hours later he was at Starfire's door knocking…
"Did you find it?"
"I did, it was exactly where you said, and you were right about galactic drift affecting the course to retrieve it as well… May I ask, why you need it?"
"You can ask, and I'll tell you a few of the reasons, but I won't lie to you and say I've ever told you all of them."
"You will have to explain at least a great deal of them before I trust you with this," she frowned.
"Fair enough…"
A few more hours and he was at Raven's door-
"I see you've had Cyborg give you a few alterations."
He hadn't even knocked yet… "A few things here and there," he conceded, then changed the subject, "I've concluded you're right about that coming demonic puberty thing, I need some advice on a couple matters."
"Alright…"
It was late in the evening when Xander finally announced he was ready to present himself as DemiHawk. The other Titans were all gathered in the main room. When DemiHawk stepped out his outfit was mostly black, with a white, hard lining along where the glowing stripes on his skin were. There were harder reinforcements well concealed in his outfit, all of which creating the image that he was much more masculine then he really was. And at every joint in his body, the outfit mimicked the real horn at the back of his neck. Most of his face was covered as well, including a one-way mirror over his eyes. On his chest in red was the image of a diving hawk. At his waist was a small utility belt similar to Robins, only silver. There was a cylinder at his waist as well.
"What's that," Beast Boy was the first to ask any questions.
"I had Cyborg throw this together for me," he reached to his waist and grabbed it. "It can transform into nearly a thousand different weapons in its database. It's my Transforming Weapons Kit," he smirked and set it back at his waist.
"Okay, I gotta ask this one," Cyborg chuckled, "What's with the white edges?"
"I told ya' I was working on a way to fix my glow in the dark issues." He used a hand to showcase the white edges, "The material absorbs light, at least until you apply a current to it."
With no obvious motions, there was a muted click, followed by a blinding flash. All the Titans covered their eyes in pain. DemiHawk smirked and waited for their sights to come back.
"I didn't know you intended it for that purpose," Raven muttered.
"Not just for that," DemiHawk explained. "I also wanted it for the control I asked."
A ringing sound came from the main computer.
"Well I guess the rest of the show will have to wait," Robin mused as he headed for the computer.
"No that's fine, I didn't really plan on showing anything else off anyway," DemiHawk shrugged.
Robin frowned, but hit the receive button, immediately shocked by what he saw on the screen. "Br- Batman?"
Xander gawked too, the newest movie version of Batman- but- he'd hadn't taken a Robin yet- so by that timeline it was further than he'd seen- suddenly he was a lot more interested to learn when he was again…
"Robin, I've got bad news, do you remember the Joker?" Robin paled, which Batman took as a yes. "He's escaped, and I think he'll be headed to Jump City once he's learned you're there?"
Robin looked down and nodded. "I'll be alright though, I've got the Titans here; you stay in Gotham in case he doesn't come here."
Robin turned off the screen and turned away from it looking down like a pet just died…
"Robin, why would the Joker be after you?"
"You know about the Joker?"
"Apparently not as well as I thought, if he's after you for some reason."
"Tell me what you know, I'll try to fill in what I can."
"Soon after Batman defeated Raz Al Ghoul and made a real impact on the Gotham, The Joker appeared, no real goals, just striking out opportunistically. He was responsible for Two-Face, and killed dozens of people trying to convince Batman to unmask himself, but that was all a ploy- he just wanted an excuse to kill. The money he took from the mafia to kill Batz he just burned. He killed the DA's assistant, setting off the man who would become Two-Face, and unwittingly striking a blow at Batman too. I don't know anything passed that- because it shouldn't have happened yet by the apparently limited knowledge I have. I have to ask- have you guys- The Titans- fought the Brotherhood of Evil yet?"
"Brotherhood of Evil," Beast Boy jolted in shock, "Why would they strike us- they've got the Doom Patrol to face?"
Xander smirked, then frowned, "Which you're part of, but I don't get it, this is before the last season, but this didn't happen in the series… I didn't even know this was linked to, because the movies hadn't even gotten far enough to create a Robin?"
Everyone was a little shocked at the revelation that Beast Boy was part of the Doom Patrol, but Robin was smirking a bit, "So you don't know it all," he said at last.
"Never claimed to know it all, just enough, but apparently I was wrong, why would Joker want you?"
"I assume through other sources you know my origins?"
"Probably not 100 percent, but I got the cliff notes version I'm sure."
"Okay, not long after that, Joker breaks out; he comes for Batman in a roundabout fashion as usual… He went after random people, sheer dumb luck he gets his hands on Bats out of costume, tries to use him as bait to draw him out… That leaves me to stop Joker, only he thinks Batman sent me in his place, but I still beat him, he wants to beat me to prove to Batman it was a mistake to underestimate him…"