Author's Notes: Howdy. First Fic. If you're reading, you have my utmost gratitude and thanks. I hope I do not leave you disappointed and I do leave you feeling a little bit satisfied. Please R/R. If you feel you need to flame, please leave a name and don't be an anonymous coward. I may do a Reader's response section to my first groups of reviews. I intend to do an epic fic that plays off of this one. If that does happen, encouragement is appreciated but don't bully me into it. This IS, after all, a hobby and your reviews and my own satisfaction are my only reward. Enjoy!
About the Fic: This takes place about three or four months before the start of Season 1. The Titans have not quite gelled yet so look for relations between or heroes to not be exactly as cozy before the start of Final Exam.
Disclaimer: I have no official or unofficial involvement with any characters, places, or beer companies mentioned below. Not mine. Don't sue.
Quote of the Update:
"…This whole thing is a travesty and a sham and a mockery! It's… a travashamokery!"
"No making up words…"
"Garfinfugit!"
-Miller Lite: President of Beers. commercial.
Teen Titans: Origins
Prologue - A Gift from the Skies
The four stood staring into the pod that had, quite literally, busted right through the front window. Beast Boy had simply been playing a game on his Game Station before the object had crashed right into the top floor of the Titan Tower. The pod itself was black, but it was emblazoned with a crimson animal of some kind, perhaps a bird. It was strangely intimidating, while it was simply an ovular pod, it seemed to radiate hostility. Of course, the fact that an extraterrestrial space capsule had simply fallen right in their front yard could cause someone to feel slightly anxious.
The first thing the team had done was make sure it wasn't a bomb. The Titans had been established in Jump City less than four months ago, and not everyone had welcomed them with open arms. This group not only included criminals, but police officers, conservatives, and basically all around unwelcoming people as well. They had received many a bomb threat and many a bomb. Fortunately, Cyborg had sensors for such things and they were generally not a problem. Bombs, believe it or not, hadn't even been the least of the teams worries as of late.
Fanatical church groups, Christian or not, protested Raven's very existence, saying that her presence was a taint upon their city. They chose to ignore that fact that, with the exception of Gotham, Jump City had THE highest crime rate in the US but, hey, what can you do? Her cause was not helped any more by the fact that some less stable people thought that she was a creature worthy of worship and that she would evoke her wrath upon all the nonbelievers. Another favorite of hers, boy sarcasm was a lovely emotion, was people bringing animals down to the tower to be sacrifices. She wasn't getting exactly a good reputation. She could pretend like she didn't care all she wanted to, but anyone with half a brain could tell she was disturbed by it. Except her tormentors, of course.
Beast Boy was simply considered a freak. He was contacted by zoos and circuses all around the globe. Citizens would no sooner make fun of him than ask for his help. His green skin color made it difficult for him to go into the city unnoticed and he truly didn't appreciate any of the attention that he did get, especially be people his own age, who were often the most cruel of them all. He secretly wondered what the point of even attempting to be a hero was when he felt less animosity for the villains he captured that the people he saved…
Cyborg had been reconstructed months before the Titans had been brought together. He was still dealing with the fact that he was now more robot than he was machine. He was strong, even before the accident, but he was still getting accustomed to his new cybernetic attributes. He found himself breaking glasses without meaning to, twisting off doorknobs. He'd still get surprised when he saw himself in the mirror, which he now went out of his way to avoid. He found himself missing things he had taken for granted before. He missed being able to feel breezes on his legs. He missed having itches on his knees. He missed being able to pop his knuckles. Things that once seemed so stupid and sometimes irritating he found himself longing for.
Robin was frustrated. Tim Drake and Bruce Wayne had a major falling out when Robin got word of his invitation to lead the Titans by the Justice League. Batman had viciously stated that he was not ready and that a more appropriate candidate should be selected, like Speedy. This irritated the third boy wonder to no end and accepted the invitation anyway. Childish, he realized in hindsight, but he was to infuriated to care. Dick and Alfred had sat down with both of them to talk them through their feud, and were probably the only reason they were even on speaking terms. Before Robin left, Batman had told him that if he even needed help, to contact him. Robin now couldn't help but wonder if Bruce was right. Lets face it, the team wasn't really gelling and it had been handed, it seemed, just as many defeats as victories. He knew that with Cyborg's self pity, Raven's issues with the public, and Beast Boy's ever growing temper, the team was very close to falling apart.
Someone had recently attempted a kamikaze assassination on the entire team by flying a helicopter right over the tower and activating an EMP, disabling not only the helicopter, but any security defenses inside the tower, also. The helicopter had crashed into the tower, exploding on impact. This heinous act was done by a local Kingpin that decided that he didn't appreciate the Titans on his turf. Luckily, The Titans had been out at a pizzeria, one of Robin's attempts to get them to bond, and were unharmed by the helicopter. The Tower was made out of some tough material, so it is doubtful that, even with the helicopter crash, any damage would be dealt to the occupants within. Cyborg would have been immediately rendered useless, however, and probably would have died if he was in the tower.
Just another thing the team had to worry about.
A bright side of this, however, was that the legislation ordered a perimeter around the tower that civilians would not have access to. No more protestors. No more sacrifices. The Titans agreed, though, something would have to be done about the Kingpin.
But now, they're getting a break from all that, instead of receiving hate-mail, they received a nice shiny space capsule that crashed through the top floor, causing probably thousands of dollars worth of property damage. More than likely, the top floor would be completely of limits until it was repaired. Hooray.
"You're sure?" Robin asked cautiously.
"Yea, it's not a bomb. 'Sides that though there's nothing I can really tell ya. My systems are only familiar with things from this planet." Cyborg responded, examining the readouts showing up in the computer in his arm. "I've never seen anything like it," he continued, walking around the object, deftly stepping over some of the debris that it's arrival caused.
"Dude…" Beast Boy said in amazement as he closely examined the pod before him. The fact that the his game station and his games, including all of his saved files, had been obliterated had eluded him for now, "do ya really think its from space?" he asked with obvious excitement in his voice.
Robin shrugged, "Could be…" He carefully approached it. It was big. The capsule, even after being embedded in the floor, came up to about mid-chest level on him and it was easily six, maybe seven feet long.
"What should we do with it?" Cyborg asked. "We can't just leave it here. I mean…look at our house!" he said sweeping an arm, showcasing the wreckage in the wake of the pod's arrival.
"I'm not quite sure what to do with it now." The League would definitely want to know about it eventually, he thought to himself.
"Uh…Robin?" Raven asked, strangely hesitant.
"What?" he responded, still looking at the pod.
"Something is alive in there."
Robin blinked in surprise, but otherwise betrayed no other emotion, and even that was hidden beneath his mask. Both Cyborg and Beast Boy, however whipped their heads around, staring in shock.
"Really?" Cyborg queried.
"Yea, pretty sure…" She said, sounding a bit surprised by her own realization.
"Woah…Cool!!" Beast Boy said excitedly, wondering what kind of strange creature could be waiting inside the pod. He jumped over to the pod in enthusiasm and suddenly started poking and pushing places all over it. "Lets get it open!"
"STOP!!!" They all shouted in unison.
"Huh?" He stopped in confusion before he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and yanked by a robot hand. "Waahhh!!!"
Cyborg was right in his face before and seething, "IDIOT! What if that had been some kinda freaky alien thing in there, huh!?!? With spikes and tentacles and 40 eyes that shot lasers and shot fire outta its ear! We'd all be food by now!!"
"Gasp…my bad…uh, Cy? Can't breathe…," he wheezed, stars in his eyes.
"Oh," he said, once again under estimating his strength. He unclenched the grip he had on Beast Boy's neck and he collapsed face first on the ground, "Sorry."
Beast Boy coughed before weakly raising a hand, "…s'ok dude."
Raven shook her head in disgust, folding her arms over her chest, "Imbeciles…" she muttered.
Robin's face displayed no emotion. He considered his options, something could be trapped in there, but on the other side, it could be some sort of hideous monster. He frowned. The pros and cons battled in his head briefly while Beast Boy managed to pull him self up before the more compassionate side of him won out. Plus, he…just had this feeling that he could trust whatever was in there. "Whatever's in there might be trapped. I think we should open it."
"Hellooooo, did you not just hear what I said?!"
"We don't know it's a monster Cy…"
"Yea, but…"
CRACK!!
Everyone jumped back from the pod as the loud cracking noise turned to be a narrow slip that split down the middle of the pod and white gasses emendated from the pod.
Looks like no matter what the Titans thought, whatever was inside was getting out whether they liked it or not…
End Prologue
Author's note: Kinda crappy I know but I just wanted at get the feel of the characters a little bit and set up meeting Starfire (which should be kinda obvious). I also know its short but hey it's a prologue, it can be.
The League refers to the Justice League (pre-Starcrossed saga), who will be making about a chapter or two's worth appearance in this fic. I don't anticipate this one being very long, but there ya go.
Comments, suggestions and, criticisms are all very much appreciated so PLEASE review.
Till' next time.
Light Hawk Sentinel.
About the Fic: This takes place about three or four months before the start of Season 1. The Titans have not quite gelled yet so look for relations between or heroes to not be exactly as cozy before the start of Final Exam.
Disclaimer: I have no official or unofficial involvement with any characters, places, or beer companies mentioned below. Not mine. Don't sue.
Quote of the Update:
"…This whole thing is a travesty and a sham and a mockery! It's… a travashamokery!"
"No making up words…"
"Garfinfugit!"
-Miller Lite: President of Beers. commercial.
Teen Titans: Origins
Prologue - A Gift from the Skies
The four stood staring into the pod that had, quite literally, busted right through the front window. Beast Boy had simply been playing a game on his Game Station before the object had crashed right into the top floor of the Titan Tower. The pod itself was black, but it was emblazoned with a crimson animal of some kind, perhaps a bird. It was strangely intimidating, while it was simply an ovular pod, it seemed to radiate hostility. Of course, the fact that an extraterrestrial space capsule had simply fallen right in their front yard could cause someone to feel slightly anxious.
The first thing the team had done was make sure it wasn't a bomb. The Titans had been established in Jump City less than four months ago, and not everyone had welcomed them with open arms. This group not only included criminals, but police officers, conservatives, and basically all around unwelcoming people as well. They had received many a bomb threat and many a bomb. Fortunately, Cyborg had sensors for such things and they were generally not a problem. Bombs, believe it or not, hadn't even been the least of the teams worries as of late.
Fanatical church groups, Christian or not, protested Raven's very existence, saying that her presence was a taint upon their city. They chose to ignore that fact that, with the exception of Gotham, Jump City had THE highest crime rate in the US but, hey, what can you do? Her cause was not helped any more by the fact that some less stable people thought that she was a creature worthy of worship and that she would evoke her wrath upon all the nonbelievers. Another favorite of hers, boy sarcasm was a lovely emotion, was people bringing animals down to the tower to be sacrifices. She wasn't getting exactly a good reputation. She could pretend like she didn't care all she wanted to, but anyone with half a brain could tell she was disturbed by it. Except her tormentors, of course.
Beast Boy was simply considered a freak. He was contacted by zoos and circuses all around the globe. Citizens would no sooner make fun of him than ask for his help. His green skin color made it difficult for him to go into the city unnoticed and he truly didn't appreciate any of the attention that he did get, especially be people his own age, who were often the most cruel of them all. He secretly wondered what the point of even attempting to be a hero was when he felt less animosity for the villains he captured that the people he saved…
Cyborg had been reconstructed months before the Titans had been brought together. He was still dealing with the fact that he was now more robot than he was machine. He was strong, even before the accident, but he was still getting accustomed to his new cybernetic attributes. He found himself breaking glasses without meaning to, twisting off doorknobs. He'd still get surprised when he saw himself in the mirror, which he now went out of his way to avoid. He found himself missing things he had taken for granted before. He missed being able to feel breezes on his legs. He missed having itches on his knees. He missed being able to pop his knuckles. Things that once seemed so stupid and sometimes irritating he found himself longing for.
Robin was frustrated. Tim Drake and Bruce Wayne had a major falling out when Robin got word of his invitation to lead the Titans by the Justice League. Batman had viciously stated that he was not ready and that a more appropriate candidate should be selected, like Speedy. This irritated the third boy wonder to no end and accepted the invitation anyway. Childish, he realized in hindsight, but he was to infuriated to care. Dick and Alfred had sat down with both of them to talk them through their feud, and were probably the only reason they were even on speaking terms. Before Robin left, Batman had told him that if he even needed help, to contact him. Robin now couldn't help but wonder if Bruce was right. Lets face it, the team wasn't really gelling and it had been handed, it seemed, just as many defeats as victories. He knew that with Cyborg's self pity, Raven's issues with the public, and Beast Boy's ever growing temper, the team was very close to falling apart.
Someone had recently attempted a kamikaze assassination on the entire team by flying a helicopter right over the tower and activating an EMP, disabling not only the helicopter, but any security defenses inside the tower, also. The helicopter had crashed into the tower, exploding on impact. This heinous act was done by a local Kingpin that decided that he didn't appreciate the Titans on his turf. Luckily, The Titans had been out at a pizzeria, one of Robin's attempts to get them to bond, and were unharmed by the helicopter. The Tower was made out of some tough material, so it is doubtful that, even with the helicopter crash, any damage would be dealt to the occupants within. Cyborg would have been immediately rendered useless, however, and probably would have died if he was in the tower.
Just another thing the team had to worry about.
A bright side of this, however, was that the legislation ordered a perimeter around the tower that civilians would not have access to. No more protestors. No more sacrifices. The Titans agreed, though, something would have to be done about the Kingpin.
But now, they're getting a break from all that, instead of receiving hate-mail, they received a nice shiny space capsule that crashed through the top floor, causing probably thousands of dollars worth of property damage. More than likely, the top floor would be completely of limits until it was repaired. Hooray.
"You're sure?" Robin asked cautiously.
"Yea, it's not a bomb. 'Sides that though there's nothing I can really tell ya. My systems are only familiar with things from this planet." Cyborg responded, examining the readouts showing up in the computer in his arm. "I've never seen anything like it," he continued, walking around the object, deftly stepping over some of the debris that it's arrival caused.
"Dude…" Beast Boy said in amazement as he closely examined the pod before him. The fact that the his game station and his games, including all of his saved files, had been obliterated had eluded him for now, "do ya really think its from space?" he asked with obvious excitement in his voice.
Robin shrugged, "Could be…" He carefully approached it. It was big. The capsule, even after being embedded in the floor, came up to about mid-chest level on him and it was easily six, maybe seven feet long.
"What should we do with it?" Cyborg asked. "We can't just leave it here. I mean…look at our house!" he said sweeping an arm, showcasing the wreckage in the wake of the pod's arrival.
"I'm not quite sure what to do with it now." The League would definitely want to know about it eventually, he thought to himself.
"Uh…Robin?" Raven asked, strangely hesitant.
"What?" he responded, still looking at the pod.
"Something is alive in there."
Robin blinked in surprise, but otherwise betrayed no other emotion, and even that was hidden beneath his mask. Both Cyborg and Beast Boy, however whipped their heads around, staring in shock.
"Really?" Cyborg queried.
"Yea, pretty sure…" She said, sounding a bit surprised by her own realization.
"Woah…Cool!!" Beast Boy said excitedly, wondering what kind of strange creature could be waiting inside the pod. He jumped over to the pod in enthusiasm and suddenly started poking and pushing places all over it. "Lets get it open!"
"STOP!!!" They all shouted in unison.
"Huh?" He stopped in confusion before he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and yanked by a robot hand. "Waahhh!!!"
Cyborg was right in his face before and seething, "IDIOT! What if that had been some kinda freaky alien thing in there, huh!?!? With spikes and tentacles and 40 eyes that shot lasers and shot fire outta its ear! We'd all be food by now!!"
"Gasp…my bad…uh, Cy? Can't breathe…," he wheezed, stars in his eyes.
"Oh," he said, once again under estimating his strength. He unclenched the grip he had on Beast Boy's neck and he collapsed face first on the ground, "Sorry."
Beast Boy coughed before weakly raising a hand, "…s'ok dude."
Raven shook her head in disgust, folding her arms over her chest, "Imbeciles…" she muttered.
Robin's face displayed no emotion. He considered his options, something could be trapped in there, but on the other side, it could be some sort of hideous monster. He frowned. The pros and cons battled in his head briefly while Beast Boy managed to pull him self up before the more compassionate side of him won out. Plus, he…just had this feeling that he could trust whatever was in there. "Whatever's in there might be trapped. I think we should open it."
"Hellooooo, did you not just hear what I said?!"
"We don't know it's a monster Cy…"
"Yea, but…"
CRACK!!
Everyone jumped back from the pod as the loud cracking noise turned to be a narrow slip that split down the middle of the pod and white gasses emendated from the pod.
Looks like no matter what the Titans thought, whatever was inside was getting out whether they liked it or not…
End Prologue
Author's note: Kinda crappy I know but I just wanted at get the feel of the characters a little bit and set up meeting Starfire (which should be kinda obvious). I also know its short but hey it's a prologue, it can be.
The League refers to the Justice League (pre-Starcrossed saga), who will be making about a chapter or two's worth appearance in this fic. I don't anticipate this one being very long, but there ya go.
Comments, suggestions and, criticisms are all very much appreciated so PLEASE review.
Till' next time.
Light Hawk Sentinel.