A/N: Hey everyone. So this is my first crossover. So, I found this channel called Tulok the Barbarian. He makes these D&D builds for all sorts of character, and while thinking about my Fixing Teen Titans Go! story line, I noticed that they had a D&D like episode. That's when it hit me. I want to make a D&D version of the original Teen Titan series. Mind that he so far only made a build for each titan and Slade so everything else I will need help with. I don't own his builds. Plus, while I will follow the character builds he makes as close as I like, it won't be down to a 100% T, because why should they be limited in ability just because it's accurate to their character? Also forgive that I have only been doing D&D stuff for a little over 3/4 of the year so I don't know everything about 5e of D&D.

From outer space, a blue planet could be seen. This planet is called Toril. A place of fantasy inhabited by not just humans, but also elves, dwarves, dragonborn, tieflings, orcs and more. It's a world of fantasy where various races and classes can be intermingled, holding positions of authority, hold jobs, be personal hobbies...but the most recognized role more than anything are adventureres. Men and women in the millions set out to fulfill a life of danger, reward, and personal fulfillment. As of this moment, a select place in Faerun called Neverwinter would gain a team of adventurers it has never experienced. A red spaceship sailed through space near the planet. An explosion erupted from the side, and a stream of green energy streaked down with a furious yell of rage.

A criminal was running down streets in the dead of night, turning a corner while holding a bag of stolen jewels and gold. Sentries ran past on by, not noticing the thief has slipped their notice. Holding his boon proudly, he started to walk off when a shadow flew over, making the thief gasp. Turning around, he backed off while taking out an iron mace from underneath his cloak. There was nothing above him except the dark blue sky. Except a dagger which knocked the weapon the weapon out of the criminal's hands, his voice crying out in pain as his hand bled. Dropping the boon to care to his hand, he looked around while backing away.

"Look, whoever you are, just stay away! We don't need to have any trouble!"

"But that's the thing." A young voice responded from the dark. "You are the problem." A kick landed against the guy's jaw, knocking the criminal down as a cloaked man landed gracefully. Grunting, the thief tried to attack but he was flipped over the crusader and landed painfully onto his back. Groaning, he noticed his mace was near and picked it up while getting up. With grunts of effort, he swung this way and that, but he couldn't land a blow against this agile person before him until he was elbowed in the gut and had his chin smashed shut with a knee. The man took hold of the thief, flipped him over so that he crashed onto the ground, and then was slammed into a wall. He tried to get up, but a swift kick ensured he was knocked out cold. The cloaked man stood above his enemy, smirking. Under his black cloak is a dark red plain shirt and dark green, lacking the armor a normal rogue did.

Name: Robin. Race: Human. Class: Rogue Monk. Archetype: Scout. Background: Entertainer. Abilities: Dexterity 15 Wisdom 14 Charisma 13 Intelligence 12 Constitution 10 Strength 8. Skill proficiencies: Stealth, Acrobatics, Performance, Athletics, Sleight of Hand, Persuasion, Perception, Nature & Survival. Flaw: Pretty faces.

That was when Robin noticed the streak of green energy fell from the sky, and crashed with an explosion. His eyes opened wide. Looking down at his out cold prey, Robin tied him up with hempen rope. Leaving, he went to the source of the thing from the sky. In the town square, humans, elves and dwarvs gathered around around the crater that contained whatever just crash landed. From the crater stepped out what appeared to be a teenage girl. Gold-orange like skin, red hair, and pupil-less green eyes. She wore restrictive metal armor with her arms trapped in alien looking handcuffs going up to her elbows, and black cloth underneath.

"An Aasimar?" An old wizard questioned. She yelled at them in the language of the celestials, of which no one could understand as she stepped forward, intimidated by her appearance and angry face. One of the foolish dwarvs picked up a rock and threw it at her, in which she used her big shackles to block, and then roared as she slammed them into the ground, scaring the people away. She went to a horse carriage and smashed into it. Unsatisfied it crumpled so easily, she went to a rock wall and smashed it down with her great strength, too strong for it to withstand. Yet it didn't even dent her restraints. Even when she destroyed everything around her, they just wouldn't budge. By the time she was going to destroy a building, a spinning dagger flew through the air and the handle knocked right against her temple, staggering the alien girl with a pained grunt. Turning to who threw that, she glared at Robin, whom held a few more.

"Who are you?" He asked her. She didn't respond as she roared, swinging her arms over her head ans would've smashed him if he didn't dodge, cracking the earth where he stood. As much as she tried to hit him, the rogue monk was just too fast. From a dark alleyway, a cloaked tiefling watched, most of her appearance covered by her dark blue cloak except for two small horns and cat like eyes with purple irises, a grey tail swishing behind her. To Robin's shock, the alien girl stomped her foot into the ground to create an unsettled slab, and kicked it, sending a giant chunk of rock his way. He ducked below and noted when it crashed into a building. "Stronger than she looks." Seeing her coming, he tried backing up, but she was getting used to his evasive tactics and overextended her reach, but it did work as he got smacked in the face, grunting as he flew back and tumbled across the ground. Groaning while massaging his jaw, the rogue monk had little time to recover as he rolled away from what would've been a fatal blow, her shackles. Taking out a small stick and uttering magic to extend it into a full quarterstaff, he leapt and smacked it against her head, driving her back, though his weapon was turned into splinters to his shock. Cracking her neck, she grinned asked in a way he assumed was 'Was that all?' Leaping, just as she was going to attack, a giant goat rammed into her, sending her flying before turning into a young boy, whom was oddly colored green all over. A wooden mask covering the top half of his face and wearing nothing but animal leather pants and simple boots. He had an overall wolf like appearance.

"Did I help?"

Name: Beast Boy. Race: Wildhunt Shifter. Class: Druid. Druid circle: Moon. Background: Outlander. Abilities: Wisdom 15 Dexterity 14 Strength 13 Charisma 12 Constitution 10 Intelligence 8. Skill Proficiencies: Perception, Survival, Acrobatics, Athletics. Flaw: Primary tactic is brute force.

"Wait, you're The Robin, aren't you?"

"Yes." Looking to his left, the Aasimar lifted up another giant chunk of rock, and threw it at the males. They leapt aside, but a large humanoid in a cloak caught the rock, and slammed it down with a grunt of effort.

"Stop destroying the neighborhood." It spoke in a mechanical voice, its tone threatening.

"Man, she started it." Beast Boy pointed to the female they've gotten mixed with. With a mighty swing with her restrains, she smashed into the ground, causing the whole place to quiver with a tremor, unsettling the footing of everyone near. Having sufficiently bashed the restraints, the outer layer fell off, but still revealed her wrists were bound by smaller metal as a precaution. Aiming her fists at them, she fired green energy at them, causing an extended explosion as it appeared she hit them directly. But the three jumped from the dust and ran at her, the alien yelling as she tried blasting at them with rapid fire energy. Everything near her got hit in a 360 degree range. Somehow finding that they disappeared in her blasting rampage, the girl panted as she fell to her knees. The group of three hid behind a wagon.

"This creature is going to destroy the city." The large humanoid stated.

"I won't let her." Jumping over the wagon, Robin and the others were about to attack when a giant raven made of black energy got in between, cawing with a loud shriek.

"Fighting isn't the answer." They heard a female voice talk to them. They turned to see the cloaked observer with a tail. "Look." Letting her construct down, Robin looked closely at the Aasimar, and noted her restraints. But along side that, her pretty face. Robin blushed. Making an executive decision, he told his companions,

"Stand down."

"You're not the boss of me." The large humanoid objected.

"Give me a chance. My wisdom is spot on most of the time."

"Mostly?" It questioned. Robin walked towards the girl, and when she noticed him, he put his arms up in a sign of surrender when she aimed her glowing hands at him.

"Easy, easy." He lowered his hands a bit each time he said the word. "I don't understand you, and you probably don't understand me, but I noticed that you're restrained." Going for his bag, she threatened him with foreign words but he showed her a lock pick. She maintained her position, but he simply gave a grin. This let her lower her arms while he picked at her restraints. Eventually they fell off, letting her massage her wrists while she uttered an incantation. "There. Now maybe we can be friends." He was, however, pushed down as she spoke in his language,

"If you wish not to be destroyed, you will leave me alone." Taking flight, she escaped from the ones she fought just now. The rogue monk gazed up after her before sighing.

"They always play hard to get."

"So uh, my name is Wolf, but I also go by Beast Boy, whichever works. What's yours?" The shifter asked the humanoid.

"That does not matter. Whoever that girl was, she's quite strong."

"Well so are we." Beast Boy boasted. "Crazy space girl is gone, the city is saved, mission accomplished. Right Robin?"

"I don't know. Something doesn't feel right. Anyway, I appreciate the help." Turning away from the three, the rogue monk began to walk away.

"You going to track her down?" The cloaked female asked.

"I need to figure out what kind of threat she is."

"If my assessment is correct about you humans, you might just be looking for another kiss." The humanoid commented before walking away.

"Umm, Robin? Perhaps you'd like-"

"I just went solo. I'm not looking forward to teaming with anyone." As the human walked off, he asked the others,

"How about food and drinks? We won today!"

"I shouldn't." The cloaked female said before ditching him. Groaning, he then followed the large humanoid, still under his cloak.

"Just you and me, huh? Cool, cool. I haven't hung out with somebody since I left my clan. Want to play some gam-" He walked into the back of the humanoid, which for some reason made a metal clunk. Taking the hood off, Beast Boy saw the person he was talking to was a warforged, a living automaton.

Name: Cyborg. Race: Warforged. Class: Artificer. Background: ? Abilities: Intelligence 15 Strength 14 Constitution 13 Wisdom 12 Charisma 10 Dexterity 8. Skill Proficiencies: Arcana, History, Investigation. Flaw: Self-doubt.

"Does a woodland humanoid such as yourself still want to be around a thing designed for war? My hands aren't exactly clean, as you organics say." While the shifter was taken aback by the harshness of its words, he shrugged.

"You're not the worst thing I could come across. You could be a big dumb orc." The warforged stayed silent, assessing the little, feral looking human. That was when the spaceship from before came overhead, taking up a lot of the night sky.

"The Aasimar brought friends."

"Or enemies." Robin came up from behind. A giant thing dropped from the ship and crashed onto an island. A big projection showed another kind of alien similar to Lizardfolk.

"People of Toril. We come to your planet hunting for an escaped prisoner. A very dangerous prisoner. Do not interfere, and we will leave your city with only minimal damage. But if you attempt to assist her, your destruction will be absolute." The projection turned off. The thing that made the projection then revealed searching party of potentially dangerous threats.

"Lots of aliens." Beast Boy commented.

"Affirmative."

"Hey, you never told us your name. We can't just call you the warforged or big metal thing."

"Fine. Call me Cyborg."

"They told us not to interfere." The tiefling female told them.

"And I bet you're still going to go after that Aasimar female, aren't you?" Cyborg asked the rogue monk.

"You might need our help if you are." Beast Boy added in hastily. The human turned to the shifter, then smiled.

"I suppose I do need help for something this serious." The two males and one robot started to look for her, leaving the tiefling alone. "Are you coming with us?" She perked up when Robin had his eyes aimed at hers. She turned her back to them.

"I'm not the hero type. I in fact just came to Toril not to long ago myself. Besides, I'm a tiefling. Why would you want me around?" He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a sincere smile which she noted.

"I'm not racist. I've heard of your kind not surrendering to their stereotypes, regardless of what everyone thinks of them. And from what I've already seen, I think you're a good tiefling." The female closed her eyes, and gave a slight smile

Name: Raven. Race: Tiefling. Class: Warlock. Pact: Fiend. Background: Haunted One. Abilities: Charisma 15 Wisdom 14 Dexterity 13 Constitution 12 Intelligence 10 Strength 8. Skill Proficiencies: Insight, Perception, Deception, Intimidation, Religion. Flaw: Despite high charisma, not very social either.

A/N: Okay, this should be good for part 1. I could've done the second half of the episode Go! but I want to hear how you think I'm doing so far. Is it good? Boring? Somewhere in the middle? Please give me reviews.