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Darkness was being generous to him as of now. He was momentarily in piece.

"NoName I know you can hear us. We are sorry to have to use our null thought spell on

you but our time is finally short. Listen and listen well in the first six attempts we told

you to use your head so u can think clearly. The real reason why we asked this of you is

so you could decipher the logical reasons and factors than as opposed to the illogical

factors. But, in your seventh and final life you MUST follow your heart. This is

IMPORTANT!!!! Whatever large decision you make use your heart, the instrument of

light, instead of using your brain, the instrument of Dark. Please NoName this will

determine the outcome of Existence you must trust your heart or all that you have

suffered for will be washed away in a torrent of blood and screams. Don't let society

dictate your heart's desire PLEASE. We am truly sorry for your pain, but should you

follow your heart the rewards you reap will be a thousand fold of your sufferings."

Present:

Jump City was a decent town. It has cheerful people, fine restaurants, exciting arcades, fantastic views and the always welcome crime-fighting, kick-butt heroes to keep the scum of the city in line.

"Titans, I found the location of the hidden cache of weapons that Slade uses. Meet me here at these coordinates!" yelled a speeding teenager on a motorcycle as he announced on a small yellow communications device.

Quite interesting enough was the several new additions to the resident super hero team. But first introduction to the local crime-fighters. The said teen was as tall as 5'10; his lean body was sculpted for an aerial acrobatic. His unusually long obsidian hair was trailing as his vehicle stopped its motion. As he took of his blue and dark black helmet his features became noticeable. His slender face was nicely framed by his thin stripped mask, which only covered his eyes. A small serious and strange smile was etched on his face. As he escaped the confines of his midnight black motorcycle his attire also became noticeable. He wore a near skin tight body suit that left no room for the imagination should females gaze. And also the only real distinguishing feature of his costume was the wide blue arc portraying some form of a bird of prey. The navy blue arc bent from shoulder to shoulder in an intricate design. This teen was the ex-Robin, Tim Drake, before Dick Grayson, and also the new and current Nightwing.

As he reached a large warehouse by the Jump City docks his other comrades appeared.

His second in command, the multi-functional, multi-tasking, multi-ass-kicking machine, Cyborg. And as Nightwing had a change of wardrobe so has the half-man and half-amazing. Three years ago one could see Cyborg, A.K.A Victor Stone, as a half man half machine. On account of his physical appearance. But, because of a certain Multi-Trillionare that Nightwing still keeps in contact with (AN: Yes, folks, if at all possible Batman just became even more drowned in money.) Cyborg looks like any ordinary human that's built like it can stand through a nuclear war without even taking a scratch. Instead of seeing bits of skin and steel all you can see is well…..Skin. Because of Wayne Enterprise, there projects on biological alteration has proved to be quite profitable. Actually it was too profitable and too dangerous. It seemed that should the project be given to the wrong hands a person could create an entire army of super soldiers in a little less then a year. So with the "gentle" nudge of Bruce Wayne, Head of Wayne Enterprise, that project was canceled. Fortunately, with Nightwing's encouragement the project had one and only one subject. Cyborg was still a Cyborg but new biological created skin and nerve cells now cover almost every piece machinery in and out of Cyborg's exo and endo-skeleton. Thus the nerves give Cyborg the feeling of real contact and feeling of everyday feelings within the human body. Cyborg wore a navy blue muscle shirt that emphasized his arms greatly, which was tucked in his pants. He wore a pair of baggy cargo pants that had blue flames rising from the bottom. It was tightly strapped together by a black-buckled belt. His appearances gave his shirt the look of being a second skin around him. This bald, six foot "Titan" punched his left palm with his right fist in excitement. "Come on Nightwing I wanna giv'em a piece of the new and improved Cyborg." He exclaimed looking at his best friend with a smile, which was promptly returned.

"Alright Cyborg take it easy let's wait for the others and the three new rookies."

And as if on cue the others appeared with a new "rookies" so to speak. The oncoming heroes were all flying towards their destination.

The first to touchdown was the twins, Starfire and Blackfire. These sisters were exactly like the two sides of the same coin. Starfire, the red-haired wonder was the more enduring of the two; she could launch more energy bolts then her older counter-part. She is also the faster and more accurate one of the two. Her naïve nature and her "unique" form of speaking Earth phrases make her a heart-warming member of the team. Also her gleaming emerald eyes are always shining with child-like glee and happiness. Her hair a is an object of her pride, reaching towards her waist she always treats it like a living creature. Her orange skin was a perfect match for her hair as well. Her older sister however, was a bit different in many ways and just as similar in other ways as well. Blackfire, true to her name had a rich flowing black hair reached her waist. She also had arranged skin except with a darker shade to it. She also had purple eyes that mesmerized a large portion of the male population. Out of the two Blackfire had the stronger energy bolts and the greater constitution. Put these two sisters together and you have a team that would leave searing heat in their wake. They both wore similar purple clothes. While Starfire's clothes showed more of her skin Blackfire's had a thin layer of metal plating of the parts where Starfire showed skin. Every other part of their dress was practically identical. They both are 5'8 in height, with Blackfire gaining an inch ahead of her little sister. They were both equally to die for.

"I can't believe you need all the Titans for this little hit-and-run mission handsome." Stated Blackfire at Nightwing.

"I told you already Blackfire this is Slade we're dealing with. He isn't supposed to be taken lightly. In fact he should be taken straight to Death Row for his crimes." Stated Nightwing as he gritted his teeth.

"Please Nightwing let us not talk about this row of death that you speak of. Slade may be a cold-hearted villain but he is still human and humans tend to make grievous mistakes." Starfire began, her green eyes wet with worry.

"Always the forgiving one aren't you little sister?" stated Blackfire in a droll voice, while Starfire, as ever naïve, just smiled and nodded her head in agreement.

The next to touch down was a falcon that landed near Nightwing before changing into the green comedian/changeling Garfield Logan, A.K.A Beast Boy. This green skinned team member has the ability to change into any animal he knows and use the animals' natural weapons to strike at his foes. He was also a part-time comedian and usually the object of many jokes due to his many flaws. But, surprisingly as the years gone by he has slightly matured, the KEY word was slightly. His green skin made him constantly stand out in a crowd. He wore a red shirt with the words "I'm a beast on the inside" in big, black, bold letters on its back which was not tucked from his pants. He wore a new pair of dark blue jeans that seem to fit him perfectly. His ever spiked up hair stood proudly as ever.

"Cyborg is the bet still on?" asked an anxious Beast Boy.

"Yeah the bets still on green-bean, if you still wanna lose twenty bucks to me." Stated an over-confident Cyborg.

"Dude! I'll make you eat those words." Said Beast boy, his face growing red with anger and indignation.

"Yeah like how you tried to make me eat that year old tofu last week."

"Cyborg that's a damn lie it was not a lie!" shouted Beast Boy.

"Really, could've fooled me with that blue mold growing all over it."

"Man it was only eight months old, get your facts straight and plus it's probably better than that crap you eat every morning for breakfast." Stated Beast Boy smugly "that stuff gives you gas, clogs your arteries and gives you cancer."

"At least I'll die with a full stomach ya grass stain." Retorted Cyborg.

But before Beast Boy could utter a come back a cold and seemingly empty and monotone voice broke through their conversation.

"Enough! You two idiots are talking about some pointless subject at an undauntng time at, the potentially, most dangerous place that we're about to destroy. So either shut before I cut off your family jewels, put them in a blender and force feed them down your throat."

That threat alone, although never been completed, shut the both of them up. An eerie and awkward silence then occurred before two new figures arrived.

"Hey guys why does it suddenly feel like fifty degrees just dropped at this very moment." Asked one of the newcomers.

The teen girl that instigated the threat whirled around and gave the two new arrivals a glare that equally had the same effects as the threat. She had large violet eyes that were both cold and nearly emotionless to many people. Her natural poker face makes even the most talented detectives stumped on what she's thinking. Her violet her just went past her shoulders and tied in a low ponytail was made her look like the forbidden girl. Truly beautiful but completely unapproachable. She wore a skin tight blue suit that showed all of her well developed features. But make sure she doesn't hear that or that threat she made might just become a promise. Her dark violet cape blew in the breeze and her silver gauntlets gleamed in the afternoon sun. Her grey skin perfected her look of an exotic maiden. The bird of mystery, and Dark Goddess, Raven.

The two new comers were different however. The first was a heavily armed teen. He is wearing a suit of white and light green. He had a moderate build which showed he was fairly string. He wore a transparent helmet that covered his short blonde hair. He had a metallic backpack on his back that promised a few surprises. He also wore some sort of rocket propelled boots that suspended him in mid-air.

"Hey Gear, you think she's always like that?" asked the other teen.

"For our sake let's hope not Static." Said Gear to his friend.

Static was also suspended in the air by what seems to be a large metallic disk propelled y his electromagnetic powers. His dark skin was contrasted to his white mask that covered his eyes. Static also wore a dark blue trench coat and a black shirt. The shirt had a picture of his insignia. A lightning bolt in a circle completely in yellow.

"Alright, enough chit-chat let's begin the rules of engagement for this assault." Began Nightwing. "Blackfire, Gear and Static, because you guys are new you'll be doing this mission on your own. We'll intervene if there's too much for you to handle. If you impress us enough then your first phase of the initiation is complete. Oh and Blackfire, ease of at the energy bolts, this is a major weapons cache. We're trying to blow it up, not blow us up to kingdom come, okay." He said to Black haired beauty.

"Alright Wonder Boy." She said to Nightwing with a wink.

Nightwing involuntary cringed at the name and Starfire silently glowered in jealousy. "Now is there any questions?" he asked again. Static's hand was raised.

"Yeah, umm…actually I was just wondering what our second phase would be?" he asked with an inquisitor eye.

Nightwing just had a mischievous smirk plastered on his face. "Don't worry about that now. Worry about your first mission then you can worry about the terror that Beast Boy cooked up in your new home after this."

As he finished his statement he began walking towards the warehouse. The others in turn followed eagerly to see what the new "rookies" were capable of.

AN hey everyone, this chapters done. Now I just want to know what you think of this chapter. Also tell me if I should write a chapter about my character or the titans finding him next. Please review soon.