Titans Reborn: Part Two
The skies were darker than usual in Metropolis, the normally sun-drenched city was having a cloudy spell of late, one cloud in particular had stayed above the city for some days. In fact, it was getting on Superboy's nerves. He'd been told to keep his head down by Superman after the accident with the 747, he couldn't have known there was a bomb onboard, he didn't have time to check what the plane was carrying with x-ray vision. Now he was suspected of terrorism by the government, super-terrorism in fact. They thought he might be trying to get revenge on them for creating him, one senator even called it patricide on TV the other day. Now with Superman rushing around to be as much help as he could be Superboy had been left alone and bored in Clark's apartment. The man didn't even have cable, how did he live?
Superboy decided to go out for a short whip around the city, but when he went over to his bag he found a small note in the pocket he'd kept his costume.
"Kon-el, thought I'd have your work clothes dry-cleaned whilst you were out of action, Clark."
"Damn!" Superboy shouted, he really wanted to just get out for a while. It was the middle of the night and there was never anyone out this late. Then a memory flashed in his mind and he went into Clark's bedroom, opening the bottom drawer of his wardrobe he found a black t-shirt with a red Superman symbol on the front. He'd given it to Clark as a gag gift the previous Christmas, but Clark hadn't worn it as he thought it might give him away. Superboy threw his plain t-shirt on the couch and pulled the black one over his head as he leapt from the window. Being a clone of Superman his powers weren't the same as his, he had a highly developed telekinesis that mimicked the real Superman's flight and strength and recently his senses had become heightened. Until recently he wouldn't have known anyone was following him, but now he could hear the air whipping past his airborne pursuer. He suddenly arced his flight down to land on a nearby rooftop, the Metropolis Star offices.
"I can hear you man, I don't need coddling like a baby," Superboy shouted to the empty sky still marred by the ever-present enormous cloud, "I only went out to stretch myself a little, get some fresh air," the sky was still empty and Superboy tutted to himself, "I can't believe you won't own up to following me man, that's just low. Come out where I can see -"
Wonder Girl stepped up onto the roof, gorgeous as ever in her new red and gold costume.
"-you?" Superboy stuttered out the end of his sentence.
"Hey," Wonder Girl said sheepishly, "I've been trying to contact you, but you've not been around lately."
"I know," Superboy said walking up to her, "I've been kinda lying low."
"Oh, the 747," Wonder Girl said nonchalantly, Superboy looked away with slight embarrassment, "So you hear they're starting up the Titans again, some huge threat or something."
"Oh really?" Superboy was glad of the change in subject and turned back to face Wonder Girl, "so you joining up? You did before."
"I already have," Wonder Girl said showing him her Titans Communicator, "I was visited by a girl who called herself Raven, she had a compelling argument. She's behind the whole reforming, and she wanted me to invite you to join."
"Me?" Superboy said surprised, "but I was never a Titan."
"We're recruiting new members, starting with you," Wonder Girl stepped impossibly close to Superboy and reached out her delicate arm to affectionately squeeze his bicep, "you're pretty strong, or did you forget?"
"No, I just," Superboy sighed deeply and closed his eyes, he knew he wouldn't be able to say it whilst looking at her, "I made a promise to Superman, I owe him so much I just can't break it. I'm sorry."
Wonder Girl took her hand of his bicep and turned away, obviously hurt, "Well I suppose its your choice," she didn't turn back as she took off away from the rooftop, "don't be a stranger," she said, and with that she was gone.
Superboy stood mesmerised on the rooftop before slumping down against the rooftop access stairway, his head in his hands. He'd just made one of the most difficult decisions of his life, and now he realised how guilty he felt for breaking Clark's trust and leaving his apartment. He leapt into flight and off in the direction of his home. Across the street Superman stood hidden by shadows on the neighbouring rooftop, he smiled warmly as he spoke to himself:
"I'm proud of you kid."
"It's…" Raven struggled for a description, "homely."
"I would've just called it wrecked," Wonder Girl said under her breath, everyone ignored her as they knew how hurt she was by Superboy's rejection. The four new Titans stepped into their old main meeting room to find it surprisingly intact.
"I came and did a little sweeping up last night," Kid Flash admitted, "and Flash donated a new computer and monitor," he said excitedly as he pointed to it and zipped around to turn it on, "he said the Justice League didn't need it anymore so we could have it."
"Great," Raven said sarcastically, "so we've got league hand-me-down hardware. What's next? We find a refitted League jet in the hangar?"
"I asked for one of those," Kid Flash said missing the joke as he zipped around dusting off a few last spots with an oversized pink feather duster, "but Steel said he'd make us a new one, that he'd wanted t try out a few new things. He said it'd be ready in the next couple weeks."
"Oh," Raven said, not showing the slight embarrassment she felt, "well I think we should get started," she pointed to the computer and asked, "does that thing have a disk drive?"
"Yeah, on the main box," Kid Flash called over as he sat at his old chair around the meeting table. Robin and Wonder Girl sat down too in their old places on either side of Kid Flash.
Raven slowly began her presentation, "You all know that you've been recruited to stop an alien menace, but what you don't know is the secondary reason I've been putting this all together," a picture of a beautiful young woman in purple with glowing green eyes flashed up on the screen, "this is Starfire, princess of Tamaran and escaped slave of the Gordanian Emperor, the alien menace we'll be fighting. She's been tortured and raped and experimented on for the past eight years and its our moral duty to prevent her from being recaptured by the Gordanians, all I know is that she's hiding on the streets of Metropolis."
Wonder Girl's ears pricked up at this moment, "I was just in Metropolis."
"Then you saw the Gordanian flagship?"
"No, I think I would've remembered if I saw an alien spaceship," Wonder Girl said with a sarcastic smile.
"But you saw a large unmoving cloud?" Wonder Girl nodded the assent, "that was the Gordanian cloaking device at work, it disguises the ship as a large cloud when in foreign atmospheres."
"So then why don't we just go up there and kick their butts?" Kid Flash called enthusiastically.
"And how do you think we four will fare against a small army of well-trained, technologically advanced alien special forces? Also there is the slight problem of getting there," Raven pressed a button and pictures of other teen heroes flashed up on the screen, "I have a plan, but to carry it out we'll need help. After Wonder Girl failed to recruit Superboy I had to amend them slightly," Wonder Girl blushed and looked down, "we'll all take one prospective Titan and go out to recruit them, and don't dawdle as time is of the essence."
Robin looked over the pictures on the monitor and found one he recognised, "I'll take Arsenal, me and him go way back."
"I've got Cyborg," Kid Flash said pointing, "I used to be a big fan of his when he was an athlete."
Wonder Girl couldn't decide between the two left over, "Who are the other two Raven? I've never met any of them before."
"Beast Boy, formerly of the Doom Patrol and Aqualad, prince of Atlantis."
"Atlantis? I never saw eye-to-eye with Aquaman, I'll take the green guy," Wonder Girl said cautiously, "just hope he prefers blondes eh?"
"Quite," Raven replied subconsciously running a hand through her dark brown hair, "that leaves me with Aqualad. Everybody clear on the first step?" the other Titans nodded.
Robin looked around the room at all the others and smiled, "Titans, Go!"
The golden arrow sailed through the air to burst the red balloon attached to the archery target, Roy Harper stood and smiled, lowering his bow and pulling an arrow from his back-mounted quiver. He was stood in the middle of a huge open field of grass where he'd set up six targets with small balloons in the bull's-eye that made a satisfying pop when they burst, which with his super-human accuracy they inevitably did. He raised his bow again and placed his arrow against his index finger and took aim, he blinked once and drew in a breath as he squinted and focused his gaze along to the very end of the point. He drew in again his final breath and the arrow left the bow just as a familiar voice called out from behind him.
"Roy!" Robin called out, he stood about five feet behind Roy and was in his civilian clothes having left his Robin costume at home. He wore a double-breasted old style pilot's jacket completely buttoned up with a pair of dark blue slightly baggy jeans and some mountaineering boots, he held a pair of black gloves in his hands as he waved over to Roy Harper, alias Arsenal.
"Dick," Roy look up and saw his arrow had only just missed the balloon and couldn't help thinking Dick's timing was intentional, "what brings you out here?"
"Just fancied a walk," Dick replied with a smile, "hadn't seen you in a while so…"
"So this has nothing to do with the Titans reforming?"
"Ah," Dick made gesture of mock disappointment, "and I was doing so well with the subtle approach. We need your help."
"Sorry Dick," Roy replied as he turned away and pulled another arrow free from his quiver and lined it up on his bow, "I don't really do teamwork that well, as you well know."
"Look man, don't throw away this opportunity just because of what happened with your Titans," Dick said moving to stand at Roy's side, "I'm really sorry about what happened, I should've been there but I had other responsibilities."
"You always did," Roy fired of the second arrow and a yelp of pain came from over the ridge behind the targets, "looks like we've got company. Too bad you're not dressed for work."
Dick removed his jacket and turned it inside out before putting it back on, the inside of the jacket was a dark red and had a yellow R on the left breast. Dick pulled a small domino mask from his pocket and affixed it to his face, "I was in the scouts, we're always prepared."
Arsenal and Robin turned to face the direction of the yelp and they started off towards it, Robin then pulled his collapsible staff from his jeans pocket and extended it to its full length. Robin nodded to Arsenal and waved his hands around to indicate silently that they were to split up and catch their observer in a pincer movement.
At the same moment they both leapt over the rise and landed next to the rather incompetent spy, Arsenal already an arrow at the ready and Robin pointing his staff at the man's head.
"Who are you and why are you spying on us?" Robin said pushing his staff at the man's jugular.
"My name is Agent Higgins," Robin let the man breathe for a moment, "I'm FBI, my team and I are under orders to monitor the Titans."
Arsenal flashed a suspicious look at Robin before lowering his bow, "I want your ID and then you're going to give me any recording devices you have and then we'll let you go."
Higgins pulled his wallet form his pocket and handed over a small camcorder tape and a notepad with notes and sketches on Robin and Arsenal's conversation. Robin released the agent and pulled him up to his feet before patting his suit jacket pockets down to make sure he wasn't hiding anything, he found a small computerised access card in a hidden pocket in his sleeve.
"Naughty naughty," Robin said waggling his finger, "you really shouldn't try to hide things from the world's greatest detective's greatest pupil," he ripped open the seam of the man's suit and plucked the card out, "H.I.V.E. electronic security pass card," he read.
"I didn't know that was there!" Higgins protested, "honestly I didn't."
Arsenal beckoned Robin to one side and after cuffing Higgins they both stepped outside of earshot, "So it looks like it'll probably be safety in numbers Rob, might be coming back with you to the Titans after all."
"Thanks man, we do need you," Robin and Arsenal shook hands quickly before turning back to Higgins, "I think we should give this guy's bosses a message," Robin said with a malicious smile.
"Yeah Rob, that's not a bad idea," Arsenal said pulling a fistful of arrows out of his quiver.
Several minutes later Higgins' back-up team arrived toting m-16s, unfortunately for them the two teens were gone but they had left a message in the form of Higgins. He was attached to Arsenal's target by a flurry of arrows and still wriggling to get free with one of Robin's flash bang grenades forced into his mouth, when his back-up managed to stop themselves laughing for a moment they noticed a note shoved in his top pocket, one of the agents took it out and read it aloud:
"Next time we catch a pig spying on us he'll get spit-roasted," the agent read, before bursting into laughter once again.
"Sir, there's a young woman here to see you."
"Really? I don't have to be anywhere for a while do I?" Gar said excitedly. He hadn't had any visits from his old friend Jillian Jackson in a while, he missed her pretty face and kooky pink hair.
"No sir, there was a meeting with the head of your vaccine department but he's off sick," there was a short giggle in the background that could only be the girl who had come to see him.
"Send her up thanks Rita, I could use the company," Gar said before switching off the intercom. He walked up to the small mirror on the office wall and checked his looks, "looking sharp Gar old pal," he said to himself before straightening his slightly rumpled lilac shirt and polishing his shoes a little on his calves.
The elevator door to his office opened up and Donna Troy stepped out in all her splendour, she flicked her hair as beautiful women are wont to do and smiled a warm perfect white grin at him and he melted. Her sparklingly clear voice called across the room to him, "Garfield Logan? Alias Beast Boy?"
"Yes, and you are?" Gar replied, using his shape shifting powers to make himself appear a little more muscular than he really was, "I recognise you from somewhere don't I?" he said with a spark of curiosity and had to force himself not to say Playboy, "aren't you Donna Troy? The photographer that used to work with Terry Long?"
"Yes I am, and I still do," Donna shook his hand and Gar winced almost imperceptibly at her strength, "although on a less formal basis now. He's my fiancé, and a journalism professor rather than a journalist."
Gar inwardly sighed at the mention of her engagement but recovered immediately, "Anyway, why did you want to see me Ms. Troy?"
"I'm not really here to see you as Donna Troy," she said and opened her jacket to reveal her Wonder Girl costume, "I've come to make you an offer," she pulled a Titans communicator from her inside pocket, "you know what this is?"
"Of course I do," Gar said taking the proffered communicator, "I worked with the Titans once when I ran with Doom Patrol, Robin said that I was welcome with the Titans anytime but they'd disbanded before I left the Patrol, or rather they left me…"
"Well the offer's still open Beast Boy," Wonder Girl put her hands on her hips as though waiting, "the Titans are reforming and we need your help."
"Sure," Beast Boy replied quickly, "anything beats the boring nine to five of this place."
"Oh okay," Wonder Girl said with some surprise, after all the stories she'd been told by the others about their recruitments she figured this would've been a lot harder, "I'll go back down and wait for you in the lobby, let your sort yourself out."
"Okay, see you in a minute," Gar said excitedly, as soon as the elevator doors had closed he ran to his closet and pulled out his overnight bag, he pulled his costume and a few other essentials into the bag then ran back to his desk, "Rita, can you tell the board that I'm going on a long vacation. If they need anything urgent they can ask you, I'm giving you temporary executive powers until I come back."
"Okay, thank you Mr. Logan. You won't regret this sir, you've been wanting to get out for a while," Rita's voice crackled over the speakerphone.
"I sure hope I don't regret this," Gar said as he walked over to the elevator, "it sounds like fun.""This really isn't my idea of fun," Raven said quietly to herself as she reached the shoreline, she had borrowed one of Donna's swimming costumes and been horrified to learn she had only bikinis. In Raven's opinion bikinis were just not suitable for pale skinned girls, and her skin was practically the definition of pale. She thought to herself it was the sun finally getting it's revenge on her for avoiding it most of her time on Earth.
"Heard that," a jovial voice said from behind her.
Raven turned to see Kid flash and her chest went red with embarrassment at him seeing her in Donna's bikini, "You are supposed to be recruiting Cyborg," she said venomously as she covered herself up with her towel.
"I figured you might need the help, I'm a pretty fast swimmer," he said with a smile as he changed into a pair of swimming shorts at super-speed, "ta-da, we should do a Titans Swimsuit Calendar. We'd gross millions."
"We might, but then I'd have to kill them all for spying on me in my borrowed bikini," Raven said pouring the hint on thick, "and I'll be fine in Atlantis, after all I can use my powers to take a bubble of air down with me."
"Okay, just remember all you have to do is call and I'll come running," Kid Flash winked at the last bit and Raven groaned with annoyance, "right I get it, I'll go see Cyborg. But you do look great in the swimsuit," he finished the last bit just as he sped off and miles out of earshot.
Raven continued to stare at the place where he'd stood for a few seconds before shaking her head and turning back to the sea, "Forget it, he's only attracted to you because of the spell," she said quietly to herself, "because of the spell."
Raven swam further and further down into the pacific ocean, sped along by her powers of telekinesis she swam like a torpedo, it was almost the same as flying in the air. Her powers were also working overtime to separate the oxygen molecules from the water, this formed a small bubble around her head that enabled her to breathe underwater. It took nearly two hours of swimming but eventually she saw the first spires of the underwater city, it was a beautiful sight to her jaded eyes. The city was a mass of spires and conical homes that looked as though they grew up from the very seabed itself above the city on top of the highest spire sat a huge glowing orb of blue fire, this gave the whole city a blue glow that somehow made it appear as a mirage. The effect of the illusion did not last long as two Atlantean guards approached Raven holding what appeared to be energy weapons in their hands, the chambers of the guns glowed with same raw energy as the miniature sun and they most certainly did not look friendly.
Raven held up her hands in a gesture of non-aggression and used her telepathy to speak directly to their minds, "I mean none of you any harm, I'm just here to see your prince," Raven was now glad of the revealing bikini, she posed less of a threat seeing as there was literally nowhere to hide any weapons.
"Come," one guard said to her in halting English, "we take you to prince, and if he no like what you say then you go, yes?"
Raven nodded her agreement and the guards led her warily to the sun spire.
Raven was now stood in the throne room of the prince of Atlantis, having just made him her offer of Titans membership. Aqualad stroked his chin in thought for a moment and then sighed deeply.
"I am sorry, but my duties as prince take precedent," he replied unwillingly as he stepped down from his throne to stand opposite Raven and meet her gaze, "Aquaman has decreed that only he shall journey to the surface world, he says it is too dangerous for us."
"Who is he to order you around?" Raven argued, "you're the prince of Atlantis, who is he?"
"He's the king of Atlantis, and he's my uncle."
"Oh, I see," Raven said, embarrassed at her lack of research, "well I am sorry you will not help."
"I am sorry too," Aqualad replied with genuine truth in his words, "but did you not say this team is called the Teen Titans?"
"Yes, why?" Raven replied curiously.
"I have not been a teenager for some years, Atlanteans age nearly three times slower than humans," Raven looked dumbfounded, "at my next birthday I'll be forty-six, I guess that puts me a little out of your target age range."
"But you were a part of the original Teen Titans, why did you join then?"
"I joined to save my uncle from the clutches of Antithesis, and they never asked me how old I was," Aqualad smiled at Raven, "I guess what they say about living by the sea is true after all."
Raven left the palace disheartened, after having made particular mention of Wonder Girl's failure at recruiting Superboy she'd failed dismally at recruiting Aqualad. Not only would he not join the Titans, but he was nearly thirty years too old and the team didn't need any older members trying to order them around. One of the reasons she'd chosen the Titans to be her champions where that they were her age, older heroes might not believe her or trust her fully and she needed complete cooperation. She floated completely still for a moment before firing up her powers at full steam, she didn't want to waste two more hours getting back to the surface, and she desperately wanted to be out of this miniature excuse for swimwear and into her robe again.
Nearly forty minutes later she broke the surface and flew up and swerved around to land on the deserted shoreline, she walked over to where she had left her towel and robe to find a much smaller towel than the one she'd brought and a set of civilian clothes where she'd left her robe. Under the tiny towel was a small note that she read aloud.
"Rave, thought you could use a little loosening up, love Flash," she smiled slightly to herself for a moment then returned to her normal self and flared slightly with annoyance, she dried off and pulled the pair of tight jeans on over her bikini then found that Kid flash had left only a denim jacket and no top for her to wear, "I'm going to kill that boy," she muttered to herself.
"I would too, those sandals he left really don't go with your jeans," said a small female voice from behind her. Raven turned to see a blue skinned Atlantean girl wearing a costume somewhat similar to Aqualad's, except that her sleeves were non-existent and the belly had been cut off to expose her midriff.
"And who might you be?" Raven asked cautiously.
"I'm Aquagirl," she said with a friendly smile of greeting, "or rather I was until recently, I decided I want to move out of my brother's shadow and into the light. I'm calling myself Tsunami now."
"That's nice, but I'm a little busy to be getting into fashion discussions or family squabbles at the moment," Raven said turning away, "I have places to go, speedsters to kill."
"Wait!" Tsunami shouted after her and Raven turned back around to face her again, "you offered my brother a place as a Titan, and he's way over the age limit. I'm still a teen, and I have the exact same abilities as him."
"But what about experience?" Raven inquired bluntly.
"Well I was protector of Atlantis whilst my brother and uncle were off helping the Justice League," Raven looked unimpressed, "okay so I'm not the most experienced but I'll work hard and I never give up."
"I suppose you could join the Titans…"
"Yay!" Tsunami squealed and hugged Raven.
"As long as you never do that again, and the others say its okay," Raven extracted herself from tsunami's hug and offered her hand, "you got that?"
"Thanks, you won't regret this," Tsunami said again as Raven started away up the shore, Tsunami follwed close behind almost orbiting her as she continued to speak in a high-pitched and fast voice.
"I think I already do…" Raven muttered under her breath as she and Tsunami walked off in the direction of the city.
Luckily for the rest of the staff Superman was having a routine check-up in an adjacent building and flew over to easily subdue the cadaver and rip out its strength enhancing implants. But even though Superman had saved them all Vic still lay paralysed and dying on the lab floor, but somehow his father managed to repair some of the damage and implanted Vic with all manner of cybernetic devices. When Vic's refit was finally finished his body was more than sixty percent machine and the staff of S.T.A.R. had nicknamed him Cyborg. When he awoke his promising athletic career was now over, his position on the decathlon team already usurped by another man. He would never again be a living, breathing fully human being, he would forever be part machine.
In frustration he slammed his fist down on the row of seats next to him and the ensuing shockwave knocked over another thirty seats beside him in a huge ripple of power. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath to concentrate, of course he didn't need to breathe anymore but his body still did it as an almost reflex action. When he opened his eyes a young man stood in front of him leaning against one of the upturned chairs.
"You're Vic Stone right, the decathlete?" he said curiously.
"I usually go by Cyborg now," Vic replied, "and I'm in no mood for fans right now so could you please leave me alone."
The newcomer ignored him and came over to sit next to him, looking out over the track, "You were pretty fast back in the day man, you were my idol growing up. I always liked going fast."
"I was your idol?" Cyborg asked curiously, most of his fans liked him because of his technological cool factor, not his athletic achievements.
"Oh yeah," the young man replied jovially, "you were one of two people who influenced me most the past few years, I always dreamed of racing you."
"You dreamed of racing me?" Cyborg asked incredulously, "come on man who put you up to this? Some so-called friends of mine told you I needed perking up I guess."
"You think you're as fast now as you were then?" the young man asked, ignoring Cyborg's previous questions, "I guess you'd be a little out of practice."
Cyborg was riled by the last statement, "I'm not unfit man, heck I might even be faster than before with all these added extras."
"How about a race then?"
"Maybe if you tell me who you are," Cyborg said, almost excited at the opportunity to get back on the track.
"Ok, you win and I tell you what you want to know," the newcomer said standing up and crossing the barrier to the staring line, "I win and you've got to do me a favour in return."
"Deal," Cyborg said joining him on the line, "but I'm sorry to say you're going to lose."
Cyborg went over to the race start computer and activated it then returned to his position on the line, the computer began to count down from ten and he got himself ready to burst out of the blocks just like he used to. His opponent seemed completely unconcerned and just watched the clock with amusement, he even made a show of yawing and looking at his watch.
Suddenly the clock blared the start signal and Cyborg leapt out of the blocks and into action, his legs moved even quicker than he thought they would and his speeding body gathered momentum. The speedometer in his HUD told him he was going faster than he ever had before and turning briefly he saw his opponent stood still on the starting line, he turned back and focused on the finish expecting to win the easiest race in his life. Then just ten feet from the finish he was overtaken by a streak of yellow light that suffered from such motion blur he couldn't even attempt to make out what it was, until it stopped at the finish.
"What took you so long Vic?" his inhumanly fast opponent called as Vic stumbled across the finish line in confusion.
"How did you do that? You moved faster than my sensors could gauge your speed."
"I kind of forgot to tell you something," the young man replied as he shrugged of his long overcoat to reveal a yellow and red costume with a lightning bolt symbol in the middle, "I'm Kid Flash."
"So now you tell me," Cyborg said extending his hand in greeting, "well you won, so what do you want?"
"I want you to join the Teen Titans," Kid Flash said sternly, "we're reforming the team and we could use your strength and intelligence."
"Seriously? Me as a superhero huh, doesn't sound too bad," Cyborg said as he raised an eyebrow in thought, "how about I say yes for the moment, so long as I can leave whenever I want. I don't want you carrying me if I can't keep up."
"Deal. Although you're pretty big, I don't think I could actually carry you."
"It's a figure of speech, like the early bird gets the worm," Cyborg said with a small smile, "now lets get out of here, I never liked this place anyway."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: First lets dispense with the legal stuff, I don't own any of these characters and don't intend to make any profit from my use of them, it's just harmless fun. The characters are of course all owned by DC and I heartily thanks them for creating them as without them I'd be really bored at this exact moment, well actually I'd probably be sleeping and not burning the midnight oil to put out a second chapter.
Secondly thanks for the reviews, especially the one from Miguel Dubon, the major Titans fan. I hate to break it to you but I have a five arc story planned for my incarnation of the Teen Titans and whilst I did like a lot of your ideas some may not make it, I'm not having two separate teams of Titans and its kind of my own AU so its continuity is completely separate from the regular DCU. That means no Titans West, and no bloody Flamebird as she annoys the hell out of me. I would however like to make sure you noticed the developing relationship between Kid Flash and Raven, and the inclusion of Superboy. Never let it be known I don't listen to reviews.
Thirdly I want to set up the universe a little and make it very clear to everyone what is going on. In my universe the Titans never really got past the first meeting of the original four and this is their first reformation since. Robin is Dick Grayson and not Tim Drake and is wearing the costume with the green tight-thingys and not showing off his legs. Roy Harper has never been known as Speedy, but always been Arsenal. None of the cast have met Raven before, and she is wearing the original midnight blue robe she wore in the comics. Kid Flash is Wally West, he's wearing the Impulse costume but I wanted to call him Kid Flash as Impulse is oddly annoying to type. I also decided to call Changeling Beast Boy because I honestly preferred it that way, ts more suited to his comedic character. Lastly some of you may have noticed what you thought was a continuity error in Donna Tryo's character, that she blatantly is in love with Superboy and also engaged to Terry Long. I wanted to make Donna a really dualistic character and so the part of her that's a goddess is in love with Superboy (fellow god) and the part of her that's a woman wants anice stable bloke like Terry Long (bog standard human). Sorted.
Finally its been a real blast writing this story so far and anyone who wants to contact me can at samsgcharrison.freeserve.co.uk or look at my amazing (but sadly Titanless) website www.anotherworld.gq.nu. I'd like to thanks you for wading through the long set-up for the team and hope you all come back for the next few chapters and the conclusion of the origin story. I'm apologising slightly lately for the long chapters too, without much action either, but I promise if you wait you'll be getting some of my best work as I'm really enjoying writing this.
