The Teen Titan's Movie (Okay I'm going to change the name to The Adventures
of the Teen Titans. So BE PREPAAAAAAAAAAAAAARED!)
Hey guys! What's up?!?!?!?!? Well, yeah duh, I'm hyper! How cooould you tell?!?!?! Anyways! Thanks for all the great reviews from chapter one!!! I loved them. Here are some "honorable mentions"....
Darkfire- I'm sorry. Really. I might make BB and Raven love each other for a while. But, I plan on this mostly being a Raven/Robin fic. I can't believe I just said that. People are gonna be on my a$$ for that. I might have it be a love triangle. If you guys want to, you can vote. But, in the end, the author decides (me). No bad feelings, right? I still love you guys!!!
Phantom tamer- Of course I'll use syren! She sounds really neat! I'll be sure that I fit her in somewhere. She might be in the Amazon and light bulb goes off... ooooh I just had a great idea. Keep reading and you'll find out. ;D
Nobodyslistening[LP- Vampyre sounds really cool, but this is mostly going to be a Raven/Robin and I wouldn't want to ruin Vampyre's relationship with her. Sorry. I love him in your stories and I don't really know how to keep him from being OOC. Sorry. But, thanks for the review anyway! Friends still? Good! Well, I hope. snickers
ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!
Chapter two
Robin's Discovery
"Come on B! Wake up!!!" Cyborg shook his companion to wake him up. His attempt was in vain. Beast Boy wouldn't budge.
"Man, what are you doing?!?! We have to go to school!"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Beast Boy bolted up.
"Oh man! I forgot!" He had looked forward to going to school because he would meet some of the "hot chicks". Although, his attitude towards school work and sitting in a classroom all day was not nearly as enthusiastic.
"Thanks dude. When do we leave?" He was brushing his hair and walking towards the mirror. He was walking nice and slow as if he was ambling through the park.
Cyborg grinned. "Now."
"What?!?" He looked down at what he was wearing in despair; Purple pajamas with green bunnies.
"Yeah man. I'm sure you'll get the chicks with that outfit. Why don't you just pick something off the floor- I mean, drawer..." He snickered.
"You could have woken me up sooner!" Beast Boy protested as Cyborg walked out of the room. "Not that I would have actually gotten up."
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The drive on the way into school was silent. No one had anything to say and even if they did, they didn't dare open their mouths. They're stomachs twisted with nerves as they got closer and closer to their fate. Finally, Robin broke the silence.
"Does everyone have their schedules?" he asked, his voice cracking and taking his eyes off the scenery rolling by. No one answered.
"I'll take that as a yes," he proclaimed as he returned to his window. Cyborg shook his head for no apparent reason. He appeared to be trying to get the fact that they were going to school out of his head. They reached the school. It was an orange, brick building that stood three stories high. A garden was wrapped around the sides of it and beautiful flowers were kept there. They were well maintenance. Obviously, the janitors and gardeners took pride in their public school. It had a sign on the top that said: JUMP CITY HIGH SCHOOL HOME OF THE WILDCATS
"Catchy." Raven said.
"Yeah, I know," replied Beast Boy as Cyborg pulled into a parking space.
"Well..." Robin paused and took a deep breath. "Here we go." He popped the car door open and stepped outside. He looked at his friends. They stared back.
"Were going to be late." The other teenagers mumbled and exited the vehicle. They walked up to the school, fully dressed in their uniforms.
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All the Titans were separated except Beast Boy and Starfire. They were in 8th grade and got the same teacher, while Raven and Robin were freshman. Cyborg was a sophomore.
There were four homerooms for each grade, so none of them had the first hour together.
Robin was in Ms. Charlotte Paris's room. Robin didn't know this because he had never met her before, but she was the toughest teacher in his grade. She had wavy, shoulder-length, black hair without a trace of gray, wore a stern expression on her face constantly and dressed professionally. She never made jokes or laughed and her outgoing personality and looks made her exceedingly intimidating to students and other adults. She taught English, which was reflected in her usage of proper grammar when she spoke. Never in her entire career of teaching, which was about four years considering that she was 28 years old, had she ever had a favorite student. Robin may have been able to handle fighting villains, but this woman was much more than he could handle.
Cyborg was lucky enough to get the most enthusiastic and excited sophomore teacher. His name was Mr. Kahnell. He teaches math, has a beer belly and is slightly bald. But, he wears a snazzy suit to work everyday and is happy with his job. Cyborg immediately like this fellow and declared him his favorite teacher.
Raven's teacher and homeroom were right next to Robin's. Her teacher was Mrs. Grace. 'She basically defines tall and gangly,' Raven thought. She was a willowy blond with great height. When someone was talking to her they actually had to look up.
She was very nice and helpful and took pride in her students, no matter how stupid they were. Raven immediately disliked her for this. She didn't trust anyone who refused to judge people. It was just...wrong! She noticed that Mrs. Grace was too happy all the time. She never frowned, scolded, or criticized a student. Raven watched her closely.............
Beast Boy and Starfire got the same teacher. She was a heavy set woman with thick, black, New-York-Style glasses. She appeared to be surgically attached to a Coca-Cola can because she always had one in her hand. Even when she was typing or teaching she had one firmly grasped in her palm and refused to let to of it.
Her former students had played a game that required attempting to get her to set it down. They failed immensely. Her name was Ms. Sue. She was about thirty-nine, with brown, wispy hair that appeared never to have been brushed before. Her personality changed everyday. Starfire and Beast Boy winced when they saw her. They eagerly took two back seats next to each other to avoid having to confront their teacher.
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When the Titans arrived at school on the first day, they were so nervous, that even Raven felt as if she would throw up. Robin was swarmed with fans, Starfire was confused, Cyborg tried to be nice to anyone he met, Beast Boy made terrible jokes, and Raven just ignored everyone. But, as the days passed, and the weeks turned into months, they received less and less attention.
They were finally beaten. But, this enemy was not visible. It lurked around the school, passing through one student to the next. It's name? Gossip. The Titans were immediately the choice for jeering or laughing at.
When their grade had lunch, they sat with the other Titans in their grade; Robin with Raven, Beast Boy with Starfire, and Cyborg...alone. They discussed current events and what was happening with Slade or the Hive. They never talked about other students or laughed at them. They just minded their own business and thought that this would never end. The Tower had become less and less of a home to them. It was more like a stranger...instead of the warm and loving friend it was before. However, they cherished the time they had at it. Never, they thought, will this torture end. But, that was about to change...
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It was the 19th of January. The weather was cold, bitter and unrelenting. Snow blanketed the frozen ground with its presence and still fell silently from the clouds. The schools staff and students changed out their closets and brought out their winter clothes. Coats, scarves, gloves, boots, socks; all were here. Even the Titan's changed their usual uniforms to accommodate the weather.
Raven was in homeroom in the morning. She was busying herself with conjunctions and verbs when something happened. It was like someone flipped a switch in her head. Something was wrong...and it was in Robin's room.
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"Yes, Robin?"
"The pronoun is incorrectly placed."
"Very good, Robin. Now..."
They were practicing sentence structure. Robin was extremely bored. He had learned this stuff when he studied at the tower. Before he went to school. Before...
He sighed. 'Everything was before,' he thought. He glanced over at the clock. Thirty minutes left. He almost groaned out loud. 'I'd better be more careful.' His eyes ran over the students, one by one.
'Cindy Hawkins,' he thought, 'Cheerleader, blond, and social. Definitely a Bitch.
(A/N: If you've seen Mean Girls, think of Regina George. Bingo!)
Tyler Martin, Cindy's boyfriend and pet. He follows her everywhere. Ugh...Rebecca Johnson. Nerd, freak, glasses, picks her nose and never does her homework. Jessica Taylor. Cindy's best friend and crony. She knows all the dirt on everybody. Except me.' He smirked at the thought.
Immediately it faded off his face. 'She probably makes stuff up though.' He kept going down the rows, thinking about each person until he came to one girl that he stopped at.
'Alethea Jordan. Quiet, stylish, smart...pretty. Not really popular. She's too quiet. I wonder if she has problems at home...' He was still staring at her when she looked at him. She smiled. He smiled back. She returned to her paper; a long piece of her auburn hair falling in her face. She swept it behind her ears. 'Wow.' he thought.
"Robin!" Ms. Paris woke him up out of his daze.
"Yes, Ms. Paris?"
"Wake up and pay attention. You only learn this once." She walked away.
'Twice, actually,' he thought as a smirk played on his lips. Then a boy named Andrew Smith stood up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out...a gun. 'Oh God,' Robin thought.
"If anybody moves...I-I'll shoot!" He shook and his voice cracked. A few girls screamed. Some started crying. "GET BACK!" he screamed at Ms. Paris, who cautiously tried to calm him down.
"Andrew...calm down. There is no reason for this."
"There is every reason!" he spat. "My parents hate me, I get beaten by my drunken brother every freaking day, I'm failing in school and there's nothing I can do about it!!!" The gun shook in his hand. "I'm warning you. If anyone moves...you'll push me over the edge!"
"Andrew, don't take it out on them. There is nothing they can do, nothing they did wrong!"
"SHUT UP! JU-JUST SHUT UP! DO YOU HEAR ME?" Spit flew from is mouth and his face turned red. Then, someone stood up. It was a brave girl named Trisha Howards.
"Andrew! Stop! Don't do it!" she boldly faced him. He turned toward her.
"What?" he whispered deadly.
"I said stop! You don't have to do this! It's stupid!"
"You know," he continued as he walked toward her slowly, "its people like you that make my life hell."
Robin slowly reached for a bat-rang.
"'Don't do it Andrew!'" Andrew imitated her in a girly voice, "That's why people like you need to die." He raised the gun, his finger on the trigger. Trisha's eyes widened. "Bye," he said.
"NO!" someone screamed. Robin was confused, everything was happening too fast. He looked around. Another girl was standing up. It was Alethea. Trisha's best-friend. She glared at Andrew as he turned the gun toward her. She raised her hand, fingers separated and palm faced towards Andrew.
"STOP! TELLING! ME! WHAT! TO! DO!" He pulled the trigger.
"No!" Robin yelled and stood up. He expected her to hit the ground in a pool of blood. But, something even more amazing happened.
The bullet had...almost stopped. It was hovering in mid-air, twisting and turning and moving closer to her. Alethea's eyes were closed hard and she was struggling. Andrew's eyes widened in horror.
It was almost funny, except for the situation.
The bullet continued to move toward her slowly. Andrew fired again; the bulled caught her off guard and sank into her side. She stopped the rest as they pushed her back with the force on her. She was using both hands now and slid down the aisle, her shoes scraping the carpet, as Andrew continued to fire and walk towards her until his gun was empty. She hit the wall with backbreaking force and yelled with how hard she was working to stop the bullets. Finally, she dropped them and sank to the ground unconscious. Robin ran over to her aid. The tough football players tackled Andrew and took the gun. Ms. Paris called 911. 911 called the Titans, but they were already there.
When the police and ambulance arrived, everyone was relieved. School was called for the day. Alethea was rushed to the hospital. Robin insisted on traveling in the ambulance with her. He was confused.
'What happened back there?' he thought, 'Does she have powers like us? That might be why she's so quiet."
Andrew was handcuffed and was detained until his parents could bail him out. It had been a busy day for the Titans.
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softballtitan009- Well? Well?!? What did you think? In the next chapter, we reveal why the Titans will be leaving and what powers Alethea possesses. Oh, and incase you were wondering... Alethea
Usage: English
Pronounced: al-e-THEE-a
Derived from Greek aletheia meaning "truth".
Hey guys! What's up?!?!?!?!? Well, yeah duh, I'm hyper! How cooould you tell?!?!?! Anyways! Thanks for all the great reviews from chapter one!!! I loved them. Here are some "honorable mentions"....
Darkfire- I'm sorry. Really. I might make BB and Raven love each other for a while. But, I plan on this mostly being a Raven/Robin fic. I can't believe I just said that. People are gonna be on my a$$ for that. I might have it be a love triangle. If you guys want to, you can vote. But, in the end, the author decides (me). No bad feelings, right? I still love you guys!!!
Phantom tamer- Of course I'll use syren! She sounds really neat! I'll be sure that I fit her in somewhere. She might be in the Amazon and light bulb goes off... ooooh I just had a great idea. Keep reading and you'll find out. ;D
Nobodyslistening[LP- Vampyre sounds really cool, but this is mostly going to be a Raven/Robin and I wouldn't want to ruin Vampyre's relationship with her. Sorry. I love him in your stories and I don't really know how to keep him from being OOC. Sorry. But, thanks for the review anyway! Friends still? Good! Well, I hope. snickers
ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!!
Chapter two
Robin's Discovery
"Come on B! Wake up!!!" Cyborg shook his companion to wake him up. His attempt was in vain. Beast Boy wouldn't budge.
"Man, what are you doing?!?! We have to go to school!"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Beast Boy bolted up.
"Oh man! I forgot!" He had looked forward to going to school because he would meet some of the "hot chicks". Although, his attitude towards school work and sitting in a classroom all day was not nearly as enthusiastic.
"Thanks dude. When do we leave?" He was brushing his hair and walking towards the mirror. He was walking nice and slow as if he was ambling through the park.
Cyborg grinned. "Now."
"What?!?" He looked down at what he was wearing in despair; Purple pajamas with green bunnies.
"Yeah man. I'm sure you'll get the chicks with that outfit. Why don't you just pick something off the floor- I mean, drawer..." He snickered.
"You could have woken me up sooner!" Beast Boy protested as Cyborg walked out of the room. "Not that I would have actually gotten up."
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The drive on the way into school was silent. No one had anything to say and even if they did, they didn't dare open their mouths. They're stomachs twisted with nerves as they got closer and closer to their fate. Finally, Robin broke the silence.
"Does everyone have their schedules?" he asked, his voice cracking and taking his eyes off the scenery rolling by. No one answered.
"I'll take that as a yes," he proclaimed as he returned to his window. Cyborg shook his head for no apparent reason. He appeared to be trying to get the fact that they were going to school out of his head. They reached the school. It was an orange, brick building that stood three stories high. A garden was wrapped around the sides of it and beautiful flowers were kept there. They were well maintenance. Obviously, the janitors and gardeners took pride in their public school. It had a sign on the top that said: JUMP CITY HIGH SCHOOL HOME OF THE WILDCATS
"Catchy." Raven said.
"Yeah, I know," replied Beast Boy as Cyborg pulled into a parking space.
"Well..." Robin paused and took a deep breath. "Here we go." He popped the car door open and stepped outside. He looked at his friends. They stared back.
"Were going to be late." The other teenagers mumbled and exited the vehicle. They walked up to the school, fully dressed in their uniforms.
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All the Titans were separated except Beast Boy and Starfire. They were in 8th grade and got the same teacher, while Raven and Robin were freshman. Cyborg was a sophomore.
There were four homerooms for each grade, so none of them had the first hour together.
Robin was in Ms. Charlotte Paris's room. Robin didn't know this because he had never met her before, but she was the toughest teacher in his grade. She had wavy, shoulder-length, black hair without a trace of gray, wore a stern expression on her face constantly and dressed professionally. She never made jokes or laughed and her outgoing personality and looks made her exceedingly intimidating to students and other adults. She taught English, which was reflected in her usage of proper grammar when she spoke. Never in her entire career of teaching, which was about four years considering that she was 28 years old, had she ever had a favorite student. Robin may have been able to handle fighting villains, but this woman was much more than he could handle.
Cyborg was lucky enough to get the most enthusiastic and excited sophomore teacher. His name was Mr. Kahnell. He teaches math, has a beer belly and is slightly bald. But, he wears a snazzy suit to work everyday and is happy with his job. Cyborg immediately like this fellow and declared him his favorite teacher.
Raven's teacher and homeroom were right next to Robin's. Her teacher was Mrs. Grace. 'She basically defines tall and gangly,' Raven thought. She was a willowy blond with great height. When someone was talking to her they actually had to look up.
She was very nice and helpful and took pride in her students, no matter how stupid they were. Raven immediately disliked her for this. She didn't trust anyone who refused to judge people. It was just...wrong! She noticed that Mrs. Grace was too happy all the time. She never frowned, scolded, or criticized a student. Raven watched her closely.............
Beast Boy and Starfire got the same teacher. She was a heavy set woman with thick, black, New-York-Style glasses. She appeared to be surgically attached to a Coca-Cola can because she always had one in her hand. Even when she was typing or teaching she had one firmly grasped in her palm and refused to let to of it.
Her former students had played a game that required attempting to get her to set it down. They failed immensely. Her name was Ms. Sue. She was about thirty-nine, with brown, wispy hair that appeared never to have been brushed before. Her personality changed everyday. Starfire and Beast Boy winced when they saw her. They eagerly took two back seats next to each other to avoid having to confront their teacher.
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When the Titans arrived at school on the first day, they were so nervous, that even Raven felt as if she would throw up. Robin was swarmed with fans, Starfire was confused, Cyborg tried to be nice to anyone he met, Beast Boy made terrible jokes, and Raven just ignored everyone. But, as the days passed, and the weeks turned into months, they received less and less attention.
They were finally beaten. But, this enemy was not visible. It lurked around the school, passing through one student to the next. It's name? Gossip. The Titans were immediately the choice for jeering or laughing at.
When their grade had lunch, they sat with the other Titans in their grade; Robin with Raven, Beast Boy with Starfire, and Cyborg...alone. They discussed current events and what was happening with Slade or the Hive. They never talked about other students or laughed at them. They just minded their own business and thought that this would never end. The Tower had become less and less of a home to them. It was more like a stranger...instead of the warm and loving friend it was before. However, they cherished the time they had at it. Never, they thought, will this torture end. But, that was about to change...
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It was the 19th of January. The weather was cold, bitter and unrelenting. Snow blanketed the frozen ground with its presence and still fell silently from the clouds. The schools staff and students changed out their closets and brought out their winter clothes. Coats, scarves, gloves, boots, socks; all were here. Even the Titan's changed their usual uniforms to accommodate the weather.
Raven was in homeroom in the morning. She was busying herself with conjunctions and verbs when something happened. It was like someone flipped a switch in her head. Something was wrong...and it was in Robin's room.
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"Yes, Robin?"
"The pronoun is incorrectly placed."
"Very good, Robin. Now..."
They were practicing sentence structure. Robin was extremely bored. He had learned this stuff when he studied at the tower. Before he went to school. Before...
He sighed. 'Everything was before,' he thought. He glanced over at the clock. Thirty minutes left. He almost groaned out loud. 'I'd better be more careful.' His eyes ran over the students, one by one.
'Cindy Hawkins,' he thought, 'Cheerleader, blond, and social. Definitely a Bitch.
(A/N: If you've seen Mean Girls, think of Regina George. Bingo!)
Tyler Martin, Cindy's boyfriend and pet. He follows her everywhere. Ugh...Rebecca Johnson. Nerd, freak, glasses, picks her nose and never does her homework. Jessica Taylor. Cindy's best friend and crony. She knows all the dirt on everybody. Except me.' He smirked at the thought.
Immediately it faded off his face. 'She probably makes stuff up though.' He kept going down the rows, thinking about each person until he came to one girl that he stopped at.
'Alethea Jordan. Quiet, stylish, smart...pretty. Not really popular. She's too quiet. I wonder if she has problems at home...' He was still staring at her when she looked at him. She smiled. He smiled back. She returned to her paper; a long piece of her auburn hair falling in her face. She swept it behind her ears. 'Wow.' he thought.
"Robin!" Ms. Paris woke him up out of his daze.
"Yes, Ms. Paris?"
"Wake up and pay attention. You only learn this once." She walked away.
'Twice, actually,' he thought as a smirk played on his lips. Then a boy named Andrew Smith stood up. He reached into his pocket and pulled out...a gun. 'Oh God,' Robin thought.
"If anybody moves...I-I'll shoot!" He shook and his voice cracked. A few girls screamed. Some started crying. "GET BACK!" he screamed at Ms. Paris, who cautiously tried to calm him down.
"Andrew...calm down. There is no reason for this."
"There is every reason!" he spat. "My parents hate me, I get beaten by my drunken brother every freaking day, I'm failing in school and there's nothing I can do about it!!!" The gun shook in his hand. "I'm warning you. If anyone moves...you'll push me over the edge!"
"Andrew, don't take it out on them. There is nothing they can do, nothing they did wrong!"
"SHUT UP! JU-JUST SHUT UP! DO YOU HEAR ME?" Spit flew from is mouth and his face turned red. Then, someone stood up. It was a brave girl named Trisha Howards.
"Andrew! Stop! Don't do it!" she boldly faced him. He turned toward her.
"What?" he whispered deadly.
"I said stop! You don't have to do this! It's stupid!"
"You know," he continued as he walked toward her slowly, "its people like you that make my life hell."
Robin slowly reached for a bat-rang.
"'Don't do it Andrew!'" Andrew imitated her in a girly voice, "That's why people like you need to die." He raised the gun, his finger on the trigger. Trisha's eyes widened. "Bye," he said.
"NO!" someone screamed. Robin was confused, everything was happening too fast. He looked around. Another girl was standing up. It was Alethea. Trisha's best-friend. She glared at Andrew as he turned the gun toward her. She raised her hand, fingers separated and palm faced towards Andrew.
"STOP! TELLING! ME! WHAT! TO! DO!" He pulled the trigger.
"No!" Robin yelled and stood up. He expected her to hit the ground in a pool of blood. But, something even more amazing happened.
The bullet had...almost stopped. It was hovering in mid-air, twisting and turning and moving closer to her. Alethea's eyes were closed hard and she was struggling. Andrew's eyes widened in horror.
It was almost funny, except for the situation.
The bullet continued to move toward her slowly. Andrew fired again; the bulled caught her off guard and sank into her side. She stopped the rest as they pushed her back with the force on her. She was using both hands now and slid down the aisle, her shoes scraping the carpet, as Andrew continued to fire and walk towards her until his gun was empty. She hit the wall with backbreaking force and yelled with how hard she was working to stop the bullets. Finally, she dropped them and sank to the ground unconscious. Robin ran over to her aid. The tough football players tackled Andrew and took the gun. Ms. Paris called 911. 911 called the Titans, but they were already there.
When the police and ambulance arrived, everyone was relieved. School was called for the day. Alethea was rushed to the hospital. Robin insisted on traveling in the ambulance with her. He was confused.
'What happened back there?' he thought, 'Does she have powers like us? That might be why she's so quiet."
Andrew was handcuffed and was detained until his parents could bail him out. It had been a busy day for the Titans.
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softballtitan009- Well? Well?!? What did you think? In the next chapter, we reveal why the Titans will be leaving and what powers Alethea possesses. Oh, and incase you were wondering... Alethea
Usage: English
Pronounced: al-e-THEE-a
Derived from Greek aletheia meaning "truth".