Hey people! My first story! Yay! As you saw before, unless you don't read the summaries before you read the story, this is about how the Teen Titans were created (in my opinion, so I don't want some stupid reviews telling me that I'm wrong because I'm not because in a story I can do what ever I want and it's not your story, so don't tell me I'm wrong, plus this is My opinion, so don't tell me what to do) and why they were created (they were really created because this director wanted to make a lot of money since Justice League is such a big success). I just love Teen Titans. Oh, Raven Rules.
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't own the Teen Titans. I should just wish I own the internet as long as the world as well.
The Team Called The Teen Titans
Chapter 1
The First Chapter
It was a quiet night as a girl dressed in a black leotard and blue cape walked down the cold streets in hope of finding a masked boy that went by the name of Robin. Rain pounded down on her back with every step she took. Looking up at the night sky, she tried to catch some of the tiny rain drops in her mouth because she hadn't eaten anything for days. She collapsed in the street unable to move another inch. She was lost in a city she didn't know even existed on a planet she'd never been to until 8 days ago. "Where are you?" she whispered into the dark as a tear rolled down her already wet face.
In another part of Go City
"Ugh!" a teenager wearing a mask grunted as he got hit in the stomach. "Robin, I thought you were good enough to be Batman's apprentice. By the looks of it, you can't even beat a little cheerleader with bowties in her hair," a man taunted, who was obviously a criminal. Clenching his teeth together, Robin gave the man a roundhouse kick directly to his head. As foot met face, the criminal was knocked down to the ground clutching his left jawbone. Under his hands was a huge bruise that was swelling up. Right after the criminal got back on his feet, a man dressed in a black suit, cape, hood, and mask came in with a flying kick, sending the thief back to the ground. "Alright! Nice work Batman! Man, we sure showed..." Robin exclaimed only to be cut off by his instructor when he gave him "the look." "Oh, right. I'm shutting up now." "You're learning," said Batman.
After turning the criminal over to the police, the teen and the man turned a corner to go back to their secret hideout. As they continued their walk, they saw a girl on the ground wearing a cloak and leotard. She appeared to be okay until they came closer; they realized that she was starving and unable to move. Feeling sympathy for her, Robin picked her up with ease because of her light weight and his strength. Batman eyed him like he was crazy, but Robin just shrugged it off. "Whatever," Batman muttered, still walking.
At the bat cave Robin laid the mysterious girl onto a bed in the main entrance hall as he pulled up a chair to check her vital systems. Everything seemed to be okay and Robin could not understand why this strange person had not woken up. In the dim light of the cave Robin could barely make out the features of this person. She had shoulder length, purple hair with dark violet eyes and pale skin. Her black leotard and blue cape were of the same material made of a strange substance, almost like cotton. The hours passed by slowly and Robin found himself dozing off. He tried to stay awake, but every time he rose out of semi-consciousness his urge to sleep would come back stronger.
Robin woke with a start. The mysterious girl had disappeared from the bed. Robin looked wildly around, only to find her staring silently at the items in the bat cave. Sensing someone was watching her she turned around to face Robin. They stared at each other silently, neither one wanting to break the silence. Finally the girl started to speak... "My name is Raven and I've just traveled from my home world, Azarath. My... father, Trigon, is the emperor there and I learned that he plans to enslave the human race." "Why do you want to help us then if you're Trigon's daughter?" Robin asked. Her eyes started to glow with an iridescent, brilliant white. "He is no father to me!" Raven hissed. "Okay, okay" Robin said as he backed away slowly with trepidation. "Anyways," she continued as if nothing happened, "You need to create a team of five gifted people, both me and you included. We have to defeat Trigon or else he will rule the universe." Shocked by this request, Robin replied, "Why me? Can't you make one yourself?" "No. The Eletter, a greatly respected demon, told me to do this. It is destiny. So, unless you want the entire human population to be slaves forever, will you help me?"