Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans however I do own Razor McKlan and other characters from The Last Descendant. The Last Descendant was written by me but I'm rewriting it a bit to change its setting and add a few more characters and give it more depth into the plot and characters.
The wind howled in the heat of high noon. On top of a cliff, was Razor McKlan, a being who was considered the last descendant of the dark knight clan on the planet Lythia. His brown trench coat swayed in the wind as he stared through his binoculars at the mass movement below in a destroyed city. Soldiers bearing guns and swords dressed in black marched in fours toward a large circular device. On top of the device, about halfway down into the roof, was a long sword with a golden hilt and guard with a strange pulse of energy radiating from it. While the sword pulsated to provide energy for the contraption, the soldiers disappeared in a flash as each one stepped through the device. To where? No one knew.
A strange man dressed in green pants and a white tunic stood by the portal yelling out orders. On each side of his brown belt were twin jade colored scabbards with the right holding its long sword inside of it. The golden guard and handle of the blade reflect beams from the sun's rays. The man's long black hair blew around wildly as a soldier came up to him, whispering something that brought the man's eyes to open wide. As Razor removed the binoculars from his face revealing the long scar that ran across his face and under the eye patch over his right eye. With relative ease, he pulled a pair of black sunglasses off of his leather belt and flipped them up and onto his eye before sitting on his silver motorcycle. The bike roared with fury as he quickly spun it around to head toward a fate that would soon change his whole world upside down.
Mean while, on a planet called Earth, heroes are abundant. Peace is a reality and war isn't everyday life. Yet one particular group of heroes shine through out the others. They're not nearly as powerful as the other group of heroes known as the Justice League, but the fact that they're teenagers bring interest in many people's eyes. Young people putting their life on the line who are unsure what to do with their lives; discovering everyday how harsh the real world is for the average Joe.
They are known as the Teen Titans, a small team of five superheroes trying to bring peace to the world from those who wish to do it harm. Its leader is Nightwing. Once he was known as Robin, yet his adolescence is over and now he's reaching the age of 18. Adult hood is near and after a falling out with his mentor, the legendary Batman of the Justice League, he donned on a new suit with a new title. Yet like his mentor, he is one of the few heroes on Earth with no super powers. Only wits, gadgets and his abilities in martial arts are his weapons. No super human strength, heat vision, super speed or a power ring that provides an almost infinite source of energy.
In second command was Cyborg, a human with many robotic implants. He too has no super powers, in a sense yet his mechanical parts provide him with super human strength and many weapons and equipment at his disposal. His training as an athlete before becoming part machine attributes to this teenager's abilities. Like Nightwing, who is also a natural athlete, this made crime fighting only that much easier as it came to him natural. Making hand to hand combat along with other types of fighting come rather smoothly.
The optimistic part of the team is the alien female known as Koriand'r, or as the world would know her as superhero name, Starfire. Her alien strength, energy bolts and flight provided great support to the other, more melee members of the team. Though she lacked in hand to hand combat that Nightwing and Cyborg possessed, she still wasn't defenseless against someone who had skill.
The jokester of the group, Beast Boy, or Garfield as he sometimes went by. Yet the team always preferred to call him B.B. to make it easier on them. His ability was to turn into any animal (or reptile) of his choosing. He was considered the weakest member of the group and many times ended up a bit bruised after a battle, but one thing was for sure, he made sure, with his weird sense of humor, that everyone realized that they were human, for the most part.
Finally we come to the mysterious non-emotional Raven. A girl who's past was only known by Starfire, a past that gave her nightmares. She had powerful psychic abilities that provided the team with a great asset. Her powers also enabled her to heal wounds and send dark blasts of psychic waves that could knock one senseless. Strangely enough, her telekinesis and other offensive powers usually required her to speak the magical words, "Azarath Metrion Zinthos!"
"Titans! Trouble at the old factory north side of town." Nightwing spoke through his yellow communicator that normally rested on his utility belt. He crept silently on top of the nearby buildings as soldiers in black formed platoons five by five shoulder to shoulder. A couple of red demons with large red wings could be seen flying around, obviously scouting for intruders, with a swan's grace upon water. He knew something big was about to happen but what that something was he did not know.
The soldiers started to stir as a woman in a black robe appeared before their very eyes. Resting in her hand was a wooden staff that seemed to provide more use then just walking with. She started to speak to the soldiers as it seemed but what she spoke he couldn't understand. And then it happened! In a flash of light, the entire fleet of soldiers vanished in thin air. Curiosity got the better of him as he swung down to the site in order to investigate, "Weird. How could so many people just disappear all at once? And what was up with that lady?" He asked himself out loud while in thought.
Razor drove down the road with elegant ease dodging hails of bullets as the soldiers in black fired upon him. After pressing a button on his bike to switch control of his acceleration to his left hand, he reached behind himself over his right shoulder and drawing a very large sword. It was as long as a claymore yet twice as big! Amazingly though he had complete control of the sword as he swung it at soldiers he passed by sending them to the ground in the crippling blows. After about ten minutes of charging his way through the soldier infested city, he came upon the device that was seemingly being powered by the sword.
Slamming on his brakes, his bike turned a bit slightly to the left as it slid to a halt. He looked around for any sign of the man that was present earlier yet no trace of him could be found. His eye moved up to notice that the sword was still in place, why it was left he didn't know. Slowly he closed his eye while getting off of his motorcycle. The inexperienced would think that he was trying to think yet the experienced would say otherwise. They'd tell you that he was focusing on his surroundings. Sensing every detail with his psychic sense, to find his enemy and determine the best offense and defense.
Without warning, he threw his large sword up above his head as the sound of sword on sword could be heard. It went well with the vibrations that rippled down the guard and to the butt of his sword. "Ah McKlan. I see you were able to detect me after all." The evil man growled as he and Razor held their swords together. "But that doesn't matter. You'll be dead soon enough and Neo will be mine and I shall receive the armor that was rightfully mine!" "This sword and amulet will never be yours!" Growled Razor as his opponent started to push him back slowly. One would think that Razor would have the upper hand because he has a bigger and heavier sword yet at a second look, one could see that Mark was easily winning. "Come on Dark Knight. Is that the best you can do?" Mark taunted as Razor quickly broke contact to dodge a hail of bullets that came at him from the snipers on the roof tops. Soldiers appeared from every where, armed with swords and guns, mostly swords, and charged him.
"Come knight, think you can handle my soldiers without your team?" Mark laughed as he leaped into the air as if he was flying before landing on top of the device. Razor reached under his trench coat and behind his body as he drew a single bladed knife out from its' scabbard that rested attached to his belt. "I see. So your going to use the lightning knife, the Vortex Blade, upon a helpless group of soldiers. And I here thought you were supposed to be some sort of hero. Willing to sacrifice your life and body in order to preserve at least one life in danger of harm. Yet here you are threatening to wipe them out with one wave of your blade." "Shut up!" Razor yelled as lightning flew from his blade surrounding the villains before his and Mark's very eyes frying their corpses beyond recognition. "Impressive Dark Knight. You've managed to finally use your knife without your armor and harming yourself. Yet will it be enough to stop me?" Questioned the evil man as he with drew his sword from the portal, "With the other Dimension Cutter back into my hands, the portal will leave you here! So long McKlan. Places to go, people to kill and a world to conquer."
With those final words, the long haired knight jumped down and backed into the portal. "Mark!" Razor yelled out as he quickly got onto his bike and road after the man through the portal just seconds before it closed. As he came out on the other end, he flew off his bike violently landing in the middle of a city pack full of people. Their gaze turned toward him and Mark who just towered over him with both swords drawn. "Come Dark Knight. You don't have to kneel before me, I'm not king of this planet yet." Mark taunted the young knight only to anger him. And anger him it did. Razor quickly charged Mark swung his large two handed sword with both hands. The blade clashed with Mark's twin swords and then he was knocked off balance with a well placed kick. Mark then jumped up to swing down at Razor yet seemed to only strike the concrete ground as Razor rolled away and flipped to his feet.
"Damn. No matter how hard I train. I'm always a step behind you." Razor growled and mentally kicked himself for not being able to keep up with his long time rival. Then a loud clang was heard as his large sword, Neo, was knocked out of his hands and onto the concrete floor from a hard swung from Mark's right blade. Mark quickly took the initiative and swung his other sword yet Razor was one step ahead of him. He quickly flipped backwards and in mid air drew his twin handguns and landed aiming at his opponent and open fired. Bullets roared through the air at the knight with twin swords yet it seemed as if time slowed down as the knight quickly deflected the bullets with his swords. Then without warning, he leaped at Razor clashing sword to gun in a desperate struggle for control of the situation.
Mark swung his right sword clashing with the barrel of Razor's handgun as he quickly ducked the Dark Knight's counter kick. "Razor, you've gotten faster. Impressive." "That's only the tip of the iceberg." Growled Razor in his deep cold voice as he spun around with a back kick knocking Mark back a couple of steps. The evil knight regained his composition and swung his left sword.
Razor ducked the left sword and blocked the right as he brought up his left handgun
and open fired missing by mere inches and striking a street lamp. Mark then swung his sword catching the knight in his left arm yet to his unsatisfaction, Razor didn't scream in pain but instead quickly swung his gun as if it was a sword striking Mark in his arm. As Mark stumbled, Razor quickly holstered his twin handguns before diving for Neo that was on the ground before the small crowd.
At the last second he lifted his sword to defend himself from both of Mark's swords as they swung in unison toward him. Then with ninja like skill he sweep at the ground in a kick trying to trip his foe but missed as Mark jumped backwards into safety. "Mark. Let's finish this. I'm getting tired of getting no where." Razor's voice stayed the same, full of hate and anger, as he stabbed his sword into the ground before him. "As you wish." Mark replied keeping his cool as he sheathed his swords.
Razor's jade colored amulet around his neck on a necklace started to glow as his trench coat suddenly disappeared. A green wave of energy started to spiral around his limbs slowly moving to his torso at the same pace. Silver metallic boots appeared over his old ones along with leg guards over his lower legs. Knee guards appeared as his pants and muscle shirt turned a deep dark black. His belt turned a solid white while over his gauntlets formed silver metallic gloves with braces and elbow guards. When the energy finally reached his torso, a silver breast plate appeared with a pelvic guard over his crotch and rear. On his shoulders attached to his breastplate were pauldrons outlined in guard that made a parallelogram shape with the outside making a one-thirty-five degree angle on the bottom corner.
Attached to his back was a jetpack with thrusters on the bottom and vent like thrusters in the middle. His blue metal scabbard that was about 1' 6" long that rested on his back attached to a belt that was across his chest underneath his armor was inside of the jetpack. Instead of opening up completely down the middle to allow easy access to his sword, it only opened up top where the scabbard was sticking out from under the contraption so it wasn't impossible to draw his large sword. To the side of his jetpack were one inch thick, four feet long and three inch thick poles that acted as wings. The tip made a forty-five degree angle with a thruster at the tip painted gold. The corner that ran down the back of the wing to the tip was gold as well. Twin bladed claws were on the back of each hold folded down and retracted within itself so it wasn't at full length and lifted up so it couldn't pierce anyone. As soon as the body's armor was complete, a silver helmet appeared on Razor's head that resembled a pilots helmet. The sunglasses attached to them as if they were the helmet's visors.
The amulet around Mark's neck was glowing as well as silver armor similar to the universal armor, the only difference between the two besides their magical properties was the fact that Mark's armor didn't have wings or claws and his completely covered his legs and arms and his pauldrons weren't outlined in gold and instead of being of a parallelogram design, they were rounded, appeared on his body in almost an instant. "Your universal armor may be more powerful then mine but the galactic armor give me more then enough protection to kill you!" Mark laughed as a green cape appeared on his back, attached to his breast plate in the front, covering his jetpack.
"Friend Raven. What's going on? First there were loud clangs of metal and then gun noises and now multicolored bright flashes of light?" Starfire questioned as she and Raven were on their way to meet with Nightwing but were side tracked by the sound of police sirens and puzzling noises that rung out in the air. As the finally approached the source, they saw two men in knight's suit of armor facing each other with their weapons drawn. The one with a cape holding twin long swords while the capeless with a very large two hander. The crowd was running around in panic as cops dropped their gun in disbelief. The two didn't know what just happened but whatever it was just scared everyone who bared witness.
Without warning, the knight with the twin blades leaped at Razor knocking him down with a shoulder tackle. Then in an instant the tip of the right Dimension Cutter was placed at Razor's throat as the fallen knight was laying on the ground. "Go ahead. Finish it!" Barked Razor with a bold tongue. "As you wish." Mark answered as he readied his arm for a thrust. Starfire couldn't think about having one of them kill the other so without hesitation she fired her star bolt into Mark causing him to flinch. "I'm sorry but I cannot allow you to take a person's life." Starfire said in an apology.
A black energy surrounded the two knights lifting them both into the air trapped with no where to go. Both knights saw that it was the cloaked girl with her hood over her head causing the black energy. "This is getting ridiculous. Dark Knight, until next time when there is no interference." Mark saluted with a smirk as the energy suddenly shatter around him dropping him toward the ground but in midair the Astral Knight's jetpack kicked in allowing him to soar toward the clouds at tremendous speeds. "Mark you coward!" Razor yelled out causing the energy around him to shatter as well. As he landed on the concrete he went down to his knees and punched the concrete below him causing it to crack all over within a ten feet diameter. "Whoa. That guy has anger management problems." Raven commented in her monotone self.
The knight before the two super heroines got up to his feet and started to walk into the panicked crowd as his jets started to activate. "Where do you think you're going?" Raven growled at the young man. "To find the Astral Knight." "You're not going anywhere. You've endangered the lives of the innocent firing your two guns out in the crowd. For that you must pay." "I'm sorry but I can't stay and get chewed out by some pathetic girl." That hit a nerve. "What did you call me?!" Raven's voice was full of anger as she yelled. Man hole lids flew up in the air, fire hydrants exploded and glass shattered. This woman wasn't one to be trifled with, especially since she had a powerful set of psychic abilities at her disposal.
"Look, we just want to question you. So please. Come with us." Starfire pleaded as she walked toward Razor. "Fine. I could learn a bit more of this planet anyways if I'm going to catch up to Mark." Starfire and Raven flew into the air leading the way back to Titan's Tower with Razor not far behind riding his silver motorcycle down the high at great speeds through the streets below, as the psychic hero pulled out her communicator and turned it on, a picture of Nightwing appeared, "Dick. We weren't able to come due to a problem that arose. We're taking him back to Titan's Tower for further questioning." "Him?" "Come to the tower and your questions will be answered." Raven looked below herself at the man weaving through traffic at high speeds, the expression on his face gave her shivers. "His expression hasn't changed since his battle with that other armored knight. It still looks like he's angry and full of rage." she spoke to herself in thought.
