Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans but I do own Razor McKlan and any other characters from The Last Descendant (a book I'm writing. It was done but I didn't like the way it turned out so I'm rewriting it.)

Two weeks has passed since they last met that mysterious knight Razor McKlan. There were very few sightings in the city of him but before any of the Titans could get there, he was gone. The trouble was dealt with. Luckily though no none was killed or hurt badly but there was rumor that he used extreme force. Of course swinging a large sword at one would be considered extreme force in any case right?

"Several more superheroes were killed today fighting a man in medieval armor who calls himself the Astral Knight. Some say it is the Dark Knight while others say it is the other man who appeared at the same time in Old Time Plaza in Jump City, New York. Now to Donna who is at the funeral of the superheroes, Green Lantern, Flash and the Martian Manhunter." The news anchorman on the TV said a bit sadden while giving out the top story. "Thank you Donna. Everyone has gathered at the white house where the funeral will be held. A special burial ground will be made in honor of the heroes who give their lives. Green Lantern, Flash and Martian Manhunter will be the first to be buried. Wonder Woman's, Aquaman's, The Green Arrow's, Super Girl's, Super Boy's and Hawkgirl's will have their bodies sent here to be buried. Back to you Tom."

The news anchorman tried desperately to remain strong for his viewers, "We have just received footage of the battle today resulting in Green Lantern's and the others death today. Viewers be warned. This may not be appropriate for children." The screen quickly turned to most recent film capture as the Green Lantern desperately try to fight a man with twin swords in silver armor. In the blink of an eye, the man sliced through Green Lantern's barrier and across his chest. The man quickly spun around swinging his sword as if out of no where the Flash's body go tumbling down before him several feet as his head rolled another direction. J'onn Jones appeared out from under the ground grappling the knight trying to hold him still as Superman came down from the sky. Words were spoken from the man of steel yet the knight suddenly busted out with laughter. A strange energy erupted off of the man's body in small beams of light piercing the Martian's chest killing him instantly. The knight then took the initiative and stabbed his sword deep into Superman's gut piercing skin and all until it erupted from the back shattering the spine. There it was, before the world, Superman on his knees wounded in the gut now helpless, paralyzed waist down before a being of greater magnitude. Then came Batman driving his batmobile to the crime scene. As he stepped out, he approached the sinister man who unsheathed his left sword from Superman's gut dropping the Kryptonian to the ground. The man charged Batman swinging his right sword barely missing the caped crusader. Batman, with his skills in martial arts, quickly tripped the man before him and flipped over to Superman. As he knelt down and picked up the man of steel, a laugh erupted behind him. He turned around to face the evil knight and pulled out a smoke pellet. He quickly slammed it down and escaped to the air as Superman summoned whatever strength he had left to get them away.

"That was the scene today in downtown Metropolis. Our experts has confirmed that it is not the Dark Knight but indeed the other man in a suit of armor. Authorities and the Justice League are looking for the Dark Knight in order to question him. They also issue out a warning to any civilians and peace keeping vigilantes to not approach the knight in any event. In other news, the Cowboys defeated the Texans today." With that, a click was heard as the TV turned off. Raven was getting tired of hearing the news.

All that has been on ever since that jerk who calls himself a knight appeared was death and destruction. None of the Earth's greatest heroes could stop that villain who came with him. Even Superman was helpless! Hell, it seemed like Batman was the only one other then John Stewart who was actually able to react quickly enough to survive the first swing! The Flash may have been the fastest man alive but that doesn't mean that his mind is when it comes to reaction and Superman was supposed to be the most powerful. He was supposed to be nearly invulnerable but that invulnerability proved false against the blade..

She was beginning to wonder if their only hope lied within this Razor McKlan. When her and Starfire found him he was in combat with this evil knight. His skill may be able to keep up with this knight but is he able to handle this man's raw power? This knight has already leveled a small city of one hundred thousand with a blast from one of his swords. The moving of feet brought her out of thought as she noticed Dick pacing back in forth in costume without his mask. Rarely did he ever take off his mask in that suit so he must be in a rush yet all he did was wait by the phone.

Beast Boy's voice could be heard from the kitchen arguing with Cyborg about how much tofu is better then meat. It was irritating so she did the one thing she normally did. Reached over to her side and picked up the horror book she was reading earlier. Opening the sturdy book, she thumb through the pages until she found her spot. Try as she may she could not concentrate. For one, Beast Boy and Cyborg kept on breaking her concentration and two, the news of heroes dying to a man known as the Astral Knight and there's nothing they can do except wait for him to show his face again. But what was bothering her the most was the Dark Knight, Razor McKlan.

He seemed so cold, heartless, full of rage. She could tell that he had a long history with the Astral Knight. The way he talked, it was in agony. His voice shown anger and rage while his movement was cold, non caring. He seemed like the type of guy to let a helpless old lady be murdered for her earrings and then go out and kill someone and not think twice about the recent events. This was the kind of guy she hated the most. The kind of guys like the Joker and Blockbuster except he was supposed to be the hero. Wasn't he?

A loud break was heard through out the room causing Nightwing to stop pacing and break his train of thought and Raven from reading her book. They both saw Beast Boy and Cyborg pointing to each other, "He did it." That was the last straw. She slammed her book closed and stood up. "That does it. Nightwing, I'll be back in a couple of hours. These morons are giving me a headache." With a simple nod from the leader, she left. She would leave without his consent anyways and he knew it. Raven respected Nightwing the most because he respected her wishes and, in some ways, seemed like her. One could say she saw him as an older brother since they had so much in common and held great respect for the other.

After flying through the air for what seemed like ten minutes, the goth psychic landed in front of a café. She walked with her hood over her head and looked around. It seemed like a small crowd today; just how she liked it. The room was dark with little lighting and there was a bar that sold coffee and espresso. Tables outlined three corners of the room with a few in the center. In the far corner was a stage with a man dressed in black reciting a dark angst poem. She took her usual seat by the window as a waitress stepped by her, "Hello Miss Raven. Usual?" "Sure." answered Raven in her usual monotone voice. She waited about three minutes before the waitress brought her a hot cup of java to her table and left it.

The door swung open as two men dressed in black uniforms walked in. On their left arms was a patch with a strange looking sword and spear forming an X. Under the X were the words, "All Shall Succumb" which seemed strange. Though she ignored it and thought that it was just some kind of street gang. They weren't causing anyone any problems so why bother? Though she kept her eyes on them just in case.

Both men took two empty stools at the bar and ordered their drinks. They seemed perfectly normal if one didn't look at their uniform and empty sword scabbards on their backs. As they joked with one another, the door opened again. This time it was the Dark Knight clad in his usual silver armor. "It's him!" She spoke to herself in her mind. She reached for her communicator to call the others but she didn't want to alert him of her presence…yet. He walked calmly in the room, eyeing everyone who was there. The few who saw him quickly went quiet and stared. He was the talk of the town so everyone knew who he was.

Then his eyes caught hold of the two soldiers at the bar talking and laughing. He strolled over to them slowly until he came right behind them. Then, as if he had rehearsed, he grabbed then men by their shoulders to turn them around before grabbing their collars on the uniform and lifted them into the air with great strength. "Well if it isn't Colonel Dickens. Got demoted I see." The Dark Knight hissed as he recognized the man on the left. "Thanks to you!" "You give me too much credit. You know the routine. I want information and if you ever want to walk again. I suggest you start singing." "We'll never tell you anything!" The man in his right grip replied bravely yet at the same time sheepishly. With tremendous ease, the knight dropped the man and grabbed hold of his neck before lifting him again. The claws on the back of his hand lifted to their normal crooked L shape as the blades shot out of the tip to full length.

"With my Claws of Aegis activated, my strength in my right arm has been increased by several fold. I can easily break your limbs one by one. Though, I'm having a tough debate with myself on whether or not I should just sharpen my claws on you." "Go ahead and do it. But my master will slaughter you just like the rest of your kind." That struck a cord, the knight in rage tossed the soldier over the counter and into the brick wall leaving it cracked all over the impact spot. "Dickens. Last chance. Tell me or I'll start peeling you like a potato." As soon as he finished, a strange black aura covered his body and threw him against the wall causing him to let go of his detainee.

He sighed as he recognized this energy that held him against the wall. "Raven, you stupid idiotic girl!" He yelled at the titan a bit frustrated as he caused the aura around his body to shatter allowing him to stand on his own. "You were going to kill him. We do not kill people." "Speak for yourself." The knight growled as he walked by her, "It's kill or be kill when dealing with them." Just as he was about to walk out of the door, he turned his head around, "If you ever interfere with me again. I'll kill you." He warned before taking off into the sky with his jetpack turned on full.

Raven quickly followed after him and flew into the sky. Keeping her distance, she watched his every movement. Making sure not to lose him now. She needed to find his base of operations so they could confront him. He was a danger to everyone if he wouldn't mind going through with the act of out right killing someone just because of what their partner said. She glanced down to see that they were now leaving the city limits and arriving to the outside areas. Below now, instead of a forest of concrete, was a city of trees. They approached a large lake that gleamed brilliantly in the sun with birds flocking above and below for food and a place called home.

The knight started to land so she did the same. As soon as her feet touched the grass floor, she took off through the woods silently but quickly. Finally she came upon the knight and his small little camp. On a large rock was the thermal saber's handle he told them about, a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo and conditioner, a stick of deodorant and finally some toothpaste and toothbrush.. In the middle of the small clearing of trees was a campfire surrounded by rocks used to keep the fire from spreading. His trench coat was hung up on a tree branch ready to grab at a moment's notice. On the other side of the camp was his silver motorcycle with its' kickstand down holding the bike upright. Its slick frame shined in the rays of the sun.

Finally her eyes came to the knight standing beside the large body of water. His armor mysteriously faded off in a strange light revealing the man beneath the armor. Two weeks ago she wasn't able to get a good look at his face because his back was turned to them. All they could go by was what they were able to make out in the reflection in the window. He had to be about her age. Seventeen at the youngest. His body was well toned and muscular. The way his red short sleeved muscle shirt hugged his body would make the average teenage girl go insane. The dark green pants he wore were definitely worn in and very dirty. It was obvious that he hasn't had a change of clothes in a while but he at least kept up with his hygiene. Where he got the money from she wasn't going to ask. She didn't want to know. The brown work boots he wore were tipped with a rough black rubber and showed signs of overuse. On each hand were leather gloves that went halfway up his forearm, the right glove had a gold metal plate with a emerald in the center on the back of his and two up the sleeve of the glove.

His brown belt was worn as well while below it were two gun belts that made and X in the front and back to provide stability as they were both sewn together in the conjunction. Across his neck were two necklaces, one belonging to the universal amulet that he told them about and the other to a golden ring with a dark blue crystal in it. He unstrapped the sword's belt from across his chest and laid it large blade against the tree growing near the bank. Then, the moment came when she deep down secretly wanted to see the eyes behind the shades. He lifted his hand and removed them revealing a deep green left eye while his right was covered with a black eye patch. Strangely, she didn't notice the eye patch's straps or the long scar that ran down his face and over his eye until it reached to the middle of his cheeks before.

Just as she was getting lost in thought, the sound of a jet could be heard. She couldn't see it but she knew it was hovering. "Strange, last time I checked, the only jet that could hover was Batman's." She said to herself. Razor quickly drew his twin handguns as a black jet lowered to the water below. The roof opened as a man in a strange costume got out. He then turned around and lifted a man in a blue and red suit up before pulling out a folded up wheel chair afterwards. The man in blue and red flew up a bit and then back down toward the ground as the man in black hopped down and opened the folded up wheel chair for the man in blue and red to sit down.

"You must be Razor McKlan. The Dark Knight." The man in black stated in a harsh tone. "What's it to you. You working for Mark as well?" "Mark? If that is the name of the Astral Knight then no. We've come to question you." Answered the man in black. "I take it that is why you followed me Raven." Razor called out as he glanced at Raven's hiding position. The young psychic knew she was caught and pretending that she wasn't there wasn't going to change that. She simply stepped out from behind the tree and walked towards the armed knight. "Yes. You could say that but how did you…?" "I can sense my surroundings. Remember?" Raven blushed at the thought of forgetting about the most talked about man of the city's psychic ability. She was a psychic so she should have at least remembered that in order to compliment her own.

"We wanted to ask you how to defeat that monster." "You can't." Razor quickly answered. His voice was strong with no hint of breaking or hesitation. He must have been telling the truth. "You can't be serious. There must be a way." "There is no way for you to defeat him." "My whole team was just killed. Superman and me are the only members left alive and he's paralyzed! You expect us to believe that we can't defeat him?" Batman was yelling. It was rare for him to yell out in anger so this came to a big surprise to Superman and Raven. Batman is considered the most deadliest hero while Superman the most powerful. Though someone must have never told that to the Astral Knight as he quickly struck fear into both men.

"You were found fighting the Astral Knight. Perhaps you could defeat him?" Superman suggested as he felt a bit helpless asking someone to do his job for him. The knight looked a bit confused on how they knew about him so well. The fact that they called him by name should have hinted him enough. "We told them everything we knew about you. We had to since the Astral Knight went on a rampage. It was the only way we were able to come up with a defense. With the information you gave us." Raven blurted out as if she read his mind to find the question he was going to ask.

"I can't defeat him." Razor said a bit disappointed about the fact that the truth hurt him like a bullet through his heart. Superman and Batman both turned their gaze toward the ground as Razor started toward his large sword, "In the past I fought against Mark many times. Each time ended in failure when I tried alone. Though when me and my partner fought together we triumphed, barely. One or both of us walked out seriously injured. And with only my armor and Neo. There is no way I can defeat him." "Neo?" Superman asked as he saw Razor grabbed his sword and pulled it from the blue metallic1' 6" scabbard that seemed to metallically attach to the sword when it was firmly snug. "This sword, Neo, is capable of striking through Mark's armor. A bullet is as well but unless you can strike the same spot many times with high powered guns, you're better off hoping that he'll slip and stab himself." "If your sword is able to strike through his armor, then maybe we could help you get close to him." Raven suggested.

"No. He'll strike you down in the blink of an eye. Even if he does allow you to get close, if he sees you with this sword in your hand he'll strike you down and take it. Can't allow that to happen." Razor said as his anger started to show. He was getting tired of the little chat session he was having with everyone. He had many personal reasons why he didn't want to talk about it but mostly was because it brought back terrible memories. "I'll find a way to stop him. You have my word." Razor said as he looked at his sword's long golden handle. He gripped the foot long handle in one hand before swinging the five foot blade over his head a bit and stabbed it. "Razor, you can't be serious. You don't care about the lives of others. Many will die in your personal war!" Raven growled at him.

"If that's all of your questions, I want you to leave. I don't need company." Razor said rudely to the others. Batman nodded as he helped Superman into the jet and flew off, yet Raven stayed there. Staring at the knight before her, wondering whether he is good or evil, most likely neither. "What are you doing still doing here?" He questioned at her coldly. "If you're going to fight against the Astral Knight you'll need resources. Come to the Titan's Tower with me at least. There you'll have access to satellites and the media to help you in your search. There are even weapons for you to stock up on. They'll aid you in your fight." "What's the catch." Razor said coldly, almost as if he was thinking about rejecting though he knew that'd be stupid since what she said was true. He did need access to weapons to aid him in his fight. Six clips could only provide so many shots and the satellites and media were indeed great ways of keeping track on a psychopath who did public slaughters. "Become a temporary Titan. When we go out to stop crime, you come with us. You become one of us. If you want your distance then so be it. We will only bother you when trouble but until this is resolved, your aid is needed, now more then ever." "And?" He added knowing full well that she knew what he wanted but was reluctant to say it, "and when the times come. We won't interfere in your fight.

"This guy is going to be hell. I can already tell." Raven said to herself in her mind, "He acts like me except worse. Wonder why he dodged the question about his past the other day? Maybe one day I can pry it from him and find out why he acts like me, only worse." She pulled out her communicator and flipped open the vid screen. After about a few seconds, Nightwing's picture came onto the screen, "What is it Raven." "I'm on my way back with a guest. He'll be staying with us for a while. With a few conditions that we agreed to in order for him to come." "Who is it?" "Razor McKlan." She responded as she suddenly heard Beast Boy in the background, "Aw man not another Raven. And he carries a sword! Sheesh, one unarmed Raven is bad enough." "Dick. Do me a favor." "What?" Nightwing responded a bit worried about what she was going to ask. "Tell Beast Boy to not go to sleep tonight."