_Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Titans or anything pertaining to the TV series. All Rights go to their respected/respective owners & creators. This was brought up for pure enjoyment in October of 2019 on one of my long forgotten old accounts. As this is purely fan fiction I still don't want to see someone stealing my OC's & their plotline I came up for this. Of course, my OC is the female- live action version of Danny Phantom in some ways_
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_Some very special chapters were written while meant to be released on certain dates after I wrote the darned thing. It took me so long to publish this story for how slow the reads were coming in. This was torn into two to three books which I scraped the idea for. I wrote all of these parts way ahead of season two with me putting watching it off for as long as I could. I'm the type of girl who will binge write until her thumbs are fucking sore.
When I began this I really fancied the Jason Todd character in the DC Titans, but I was quick to move on from him. I do still very much like the character as much as the others. Some chapters were more accurate to the storyline of season two then I would have guess upon catching up. One of my favorite chapters to write is Friday the 13th along with another entitled Titans Are Back! I might have a few other favorites I wrote, but my brain ain't working with me these days.
I will not list warnings. For this is a fan fucking fiction. It's Titans with a dark, gritty twist so of course it will be mature. Also, thank you to those who take their time to read this story. Be sure to vote, comment, and if you're up for sharing then do so.
No, my grammar ain't perfect so I probably missed a few steps. My phone proves incompetent at times even with my terrible- apparently- editing skills. Now, can we move on to the upcoming story?_
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Welcome to the freak show...
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Dylan stuck to the shadows of the cold, hard wall. She sucked in her flat, petite stomach that wasn't on display. Her brown waves were in one big fishtail, hanging over her left shoulder. Her homemade, white knit sweater clung tightly to her body to reveal a bit of her tan skin. The comfort of the black leggings to match her gothic boots proved to blend with the shadows of the apartment parking lot.
The girl had blue green eyes that were scanning the area for the one person she hoped to jokingly startle. Aside from her top; the sapphire blue oval around her neck would be the only other thing to give her away. She saw her baby brother exit a taxi, pulling her best friend with him. Her breath hitched in her throat, realizing she hadn't thought her plan through. She knew the pair were seeing each other, but he refused to give her any details.
Dylan got all the information she needed when her brother pulled the girl's best friend in for a heated makeout session. She grew nauseous, turning to her right to upheave. The contents of her stomach returned on the pavement of the cool cement floor.
"Dylan! Come on!" Her brother called. A look of amusement sat in his hazel green eyes. His dark brown hair in a neat mannerism, proving the nerd he was. He always wore a dark trench coat over jeans with dark country boots.
Dylan reluctantly came into view. Her eyes went to the blonde girl, standing in front of her brother. "Ash."
The hazel eyed girl wore a cheshire smirk. Something she happened to be good at. "Dil, how about a sleepover?"
"Nellie, you game?" Dylan wondered, eyeing her brother. Her brother was keeping a secret from her. One she was soon to discover.
Nellie nervously, touched the back of his neck. He decided to come a bit clean with her. Or rather, the pair before him.
"I'm meeting up with my best friend. She mentioned needing help." Nellie shyly informed, earning a frown from Ash.
"What does she need help with?" Dylan curiously chirped. If it were the friend she was thinking of then she could honestly say she liked the girl. She had met her once, and the girl had seemed shy herself yet her style was killer.
"Probably homework." Nellie spoke, nonchalantly shrugging.
Ash bore a scowl. She opened her mouth, causing a heated argument between the two. "I'm your girlfriend!"
"We've been sneaking around. Keep us lowkey. Like I said, she's my best friend and she's too young for me. Are you sick, Ash?" Nellie retorted, hating how Ash was being.
Ash cooled off. Her heart began to slow to a normal rate. "Thank the goddess."
"Avril Lavigne is here?" Dylan remarked, glancing around the lot that barely held many vehicles.
"Look, if you don't hear from me within three days-" Nellie started only for Dylan to chime in.
"Come looking for you?" Dylan spoke- more like quizzed. She knew how he could be. It's her that he got his desire to be alone from. It did- at times, calm the nerves.
"Which means, you need to rifle through my room. There's a blue folder with what I've been working on. Inside." Nellie laced his tone with caution.
Dylan nodded her head in agreement whereas Ash remained dumbfounded. "Got ya, chief!"
It was the last time either of the two saw Nellie.
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Dylan paused the horror movie halfway in. Her ears picked up a shuffling noise, confusing her. She glanced to a softly snoring Ash who fell asleep to scream. She rolled her eyes, aware of how typical this was for her best friend. Though, they were slowly drifting apart.
Her curiosity got the best of her, causing her to gather up her courage to rummage around in Nellie's bedroom. She wasn't about to wait three days for her brother to turn up dead in an alleyway. She crept into said bedroom, tripping over something due to the bedroom being completely dark. She couldn't even see to the window that peered over the city.
Dylan shrieked, causing Ash to wake with a start.
"Dylan! Where'd you go?" Ash shouted, seeing the bedroom door of Nellie's bedroom open. She started, stopping to switch on the overhead light.
"Here...I...am." Dylan gasped, sticking a hand in the air from the pile of clothing on the floor. She stood, dusting off her leggings. She began to plunder with Ash following her lead. her best friend was one to normally talk her out of such things, but this was Nellie they were talking about.
"Oh, this should be the folder." Ash gushed, picking up a violet blue folder with papers and images hidden inside. She waved Dylan over who had been, scowling at the smelly bedroom.
"Uh, what does it contain?" Dylan rose a brow, managing to make her way over. She cringed upon catching a glimpse of a cockroach, scurrying across the bedroom floor.
Ash nonchalantly shrugged, "We're about to find out."
Dylan watched Ash open the folder to reveal, several newspaper clippings. She also saw the information her brother had on Rachel Roth, Dick Grayson, and an odd magenta haired woman. She found the woman odd, because she'd never heard of a Kory Anders. She always did come across her baby brother whispering to himself when he thought no one was around- digging a rather bizarre grave for himself.
Ash was angrily, crumpling the photo of a semi dark-blue haired chick with light blue eyes. She was ready to blow a fuse. "Is this his best friend?"
Dylan stalled, "No." It was an easy lie.
"She doesn't look too young like Nellie claimed." Ash huffed with her pale cheeks, turning red. Her jealousy had never been more evident.
Dylan drummed up another lie. "They're practically family…?"
Ash ripped the photo into shreds. Her hazel green eyes snapped to her best friend. "The one thing that has always bonded us is our mutual distaste for liars. Do not lie to me!"
Dylan flinched, nodding her head in agreement. "All he's doing is helping her."
"Helping her, what? Become the school slut?! I don't think so. Let's go." Ash growled, exiting the bedroom. She picked her black leather jacket from the sofa.
Dylan was dreading what was to come. She tugged down at the bottom of her sweater, wanting to cover up the bit of stomach showing. "Ash, this is ridiculous!"
"No, my boyfriend cheating is ridiculous!" Ash hissed in turn. She took the long brown knit sweater from the hanger on the door, throwing it at Dylan.
Dylan caught her favorite sweater, sitting her arms into the darn thing and buttoning it. Nobody could view her stomach then. As for her baby brother cheating, she knew better since the male was a loyal scout. She always knew her brother to be whereas most women didn't bat an eyelash at him.
Why? Probably due to how nerdy the boy loved to dress. Plus, he was always speaking geek.