Teen Titans

You think I own the Teen Titans? You're crazy! I wouldn't have to put it on if I was the owner of something so cool!

In other words, please don't sue me, I own nothing.

Chapter 1:

It's all the Teen Titan's fault!

It was a typical day. Got up, went to school, went to class, ate lunch, slept, and headed for home. But this was a day that I was not going to make it home.

"Please return to your homes! There has been a bomb threat and we need this area cleared!" A policeman was shouting through a megaphone and talking to the crowd that surrounded the mall, curious as to what was going on. I glared angrily at the uniformed man that was directing traffic, detouring the crowds of cars.

"I'd return to my home if you weren't blocking the only way there." I muttered, feeling even more annoyance from the stack of homework that was filling my bag. I sighed, trying to figure out how I was going to get home, what I was going to do until they cleared this mess up, and who was ridiculous enough to target the mall for a bomb. After all, what was the point? I groaned as there was suddenly another traffic accident on the road beside me, causing the crowd to panic once again.

"Stop-pushing-me…" I said through my teeth, trying to push back at the mob that was shoving me every which way. Suddenly I found myself at the edge of the crowd, pushed on the other side of the police line. They seemed to be distracted, so I gave into temptation and took the opportunity to make a break for it across the parking lot.

"Hey! Come back here!" I heard someone shout, but ignored them. I was almost halfway across when someone caught up to me and grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me!" I said, struggling to get away and dropping my bag. "I live over there!"

"I think that we have just found ourselves a hostage." I gasped in horror as I looked up into the face of, not a police officer, but someone wearing a black hood and cloak.

"Come out, Teen Titians! We are now even! You deliver to us our leader and we shall release the hostage!" The deep voice from beneath the hood called out. I scoffed as I looked around at the cloaked figures that surrounded me. Yeah, like the Teen Titans were going to come and save little old me? But then, I heard a teenager's voice.

"Let her go, Shishio! Bakura's already in prison! The Titans don't negotiate!" I looked over to see the fabled Robin standing with Cyborg, Starfire, Raven, and a green rhinoceros.

"I guess I won't be needing you anymore." Said the man, eyes gleaming at me.

"Thanks for all your help! My last words are," I took a deep breath, yelling at the top of my lungs as the cloaked figure tightened around my throat, "IT'S ALL THE TITANS FAULT!!!!"

"Grateful little thing, isn't she?" I heard a voice from the Titans as Robin shouted his usual, "Titans, Go!"

"Hello? Some help here?" I tried to speak as I continued to be strangled. The cloaked figures seemed to have the advantage, far outnumbering the Titans. They seemed to have some magic too, as they fought with Raven. It was even more difficult when they found that they couldn't touch these beings. Not that I really noticed as I fought and kicked the figure that seemed to have no substance other than the hands that were taking my life's breath away.

"Let…me…go…." I said, straining at the hands. As everything grew dark, I found myself alone in an empty room. I could see the Titans battle from the window. They seemed to be preoccupied.

"I guess it doesn't matter if I die…" I heard a voice and looked over to see myself sitting on the floor.

"What are you saying?!" Another voice asked, which belonged to another me, who was standing in the shadows. "Of course it matters. If it didn't, then why not suicide?"

"I'm not worth the effort."

"So you're just going to give in? To let them win?"

"I REFUSE!" I shouted at the two, who suddenly blinked into inexistence as I found myself back at the mercy of the Cloak. "Release me…"

There was a rush of power as from my hands shot what looked like rose vines which wrapped the figures. There was a loud screaming as the cloaks were torn from them and the sunlight hit them, vaporizing the shadow beings.

The Titans stared in shock as their foes were suddenly defeated. Robin, always on top of things, turned to me.

"Are you all right?"

"No thanks to you." I smiled sarcastically, rubbing my sore neck. "What do you people spend your time doing? Getting ready to kill hostages? Maybe you just like letting random people die? Or perhaps--"

Starfire cut me off. "It was not Robin's fault. We did not mean for you to be harmed."

"Yeah. I could see that." I said sarcastically, "That's why so many of you rushed over to get that loser off of me, right?"

"We--" Starfire seemed to be thrown aback. Maybe she wasn't used to being spoken to so strongly, but she looked like she was about to cry.

"Hey! It was all your fault for going across the police lines anyway!" The penguin, now shifting to Beast Boy said.

"How could I have been so stupid?" I said, again very sarcastically. Beast Boy seemed to be trying to think of something to throw back at me, but finally realized that I had just agreed with him. Raven spoke next.

"What did you do to them?"

"Vaporized them, obviously. How? I don't know." I picked up a blue cloak, swung it around my shoulder and picked up my bag, "I gotta get home. If you ever figure out what happened, let me know, 'kay?"

"You're not leaving until we find out how you did…whatever it was you did." Cyborg said, grabbing my shoulder.

"Make me." I said, and promptly passed out.

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