2. First Time For Everything

First of all, thank you everybody for your responses. It really helps a writer to know he (or she) has fans.

Secondly, I wanted to address a couple things I have done. The first three chapters of my story take place in the past, so the Titans still address each other by name. Garfield Beast Boy, Victor Cyborg, and Raven Racel Roth.

Now for the personal part.
BunnyRaven: I'm glad your interested, I already have the story mapped out, so it shouldn't take long to finish
RBosaZ1: I thought I was the only one who used "Gah!" :)
loviegurlie: thats more than one word...and i hate Terra too (checked your profile)
Kojin-san: congratulations! Your my first commentor, and your wish is my command...

The five teens looked out on the eternal sea. A colorful sky extended endlessly before them. Today, they watched the sunset more closely than ever, as they might not ever see it again.

The Teen Titans was a relatively new organization. They had only been established for the past few weeks. Today marked their first real assignment. Straight from the boss man himself. An abandoned nuclear power plant, on the outskirts of Jump City, posed more a threat dead, than it did alive. Five unnamed criminals had captured it, with hostages. Bad news for even the most elite strike team in the world. But the Titans were expected to do it, no problem.


When the sun had gone, and darkness settled, the Titans shuffled off one by one, unwilling to go off and risk their lives.

Raven stayed behind, on the roof of a yet to be constructed tower. Sure, tonight was a big thing. But, you die you die, you live…whatever. Raven was more concerned with bigger things.

She had known him for two weeks, but she couldn't stop thinking about him. She could nothing but float in the eternal chaos that was her life. Lost in a sea of boundaries she knew not. She sighed, and began meditating.


Garfield Logan looked back. She was there. Quiet as ever, unmoving. He sighed. She hadn't even acknowledged him, or even looked at him over the past few weeks. She was something he would never have. A childless dream that an ordinary man would scoff at.

He ran a green hand through a thick green head of hair, and slowly turned and walked around.

She's beautiful. Beyond my reach. Quit thinking about her. She's quit thinking about you. He hated this lost feeling. He felt more alone now than he had ever felt, and Garfield had spent the last five years living on the streets, a child of the night accepted by no one. He had no memories past that. Was he a boy who could become a beats? Or a beast that could become a boy? Either way, he was a freak. A lonely freak for whom no one cared.


The time finally came. Not that anyone was looking forward to it. The power plant rose out from an empty dirt field, with nothing in any direction for twenty miles. It was a monolith entangled in random girders and smoke plumes, almost as if a gargantuan child had picked up a junkyard and attempted to build something from it.

The entire team feared what they would find inside. They had no outside guidance, just a roll of blueprints and an objective: neutralize all threats, save all hostages, avoid collateral damage at all costs. Yeah, thanks for the info. Extremely helpful.

Nobody said anything until they were right in front of the structure, at the point where the smoke dissipated into nothingness, alluding to the thought of this place like a cavern, a smoky deathtrap of smoke and twisted scrap.

"We should probably go through the back." Suggested Robin.

"Whatever, oh faithful leader." Cyborg said, sarcastically.

Again, they shuffled away, unsure of what to do. Robin glared at Cyborg, and grumbled. It was time to really take command, to start taking this thing seriously.

"Okay, Gar, I want you to fly up and get an aerial view, tell me as much as you can. Raven go on reconnaissance through the plant. Vic, I want you to go through the front… oh fearless follower. Now, lets move like we have a purpose."

They all acknowledged in one way or another, Robin went through a side entrance, while Starfire headed through ventilation shaft. Cyborg went through the front.


The power plant below Garfield instantly turned into a blurred mish-mash of red on red on orange: thermal view. He could see the off colored mass in the middle of the plant, and a blob of purple slowly approaching the middle. He turned and saw what he guessed was Robin, walking through the side.

Beast Boy unclipped his T-radio, and gave Robin the report. Robin relayed it to the rest of the team. Everybody wait to move in. On my signal, go. Got it?"

He waited for their replies.

Back at the unfinished tower, in an unfinished room was Raven's T-radio, squawking orders from Robin.


Garfield watched the team scatter into their formation, while he awaited his own orders. Cyborg, Starfire, and Robin were standing still, or getting in position, but, there was someone else, another blob of temperature-below-the-plant's. Instantly, he knew who it was.


Raven progressed slowly through the metal maze. Checking corners, using her wall clipping powers with discretion. She could sense where the criminals were all gathered, and she was ready to strike, but she was waiting. Waiting for… something, she wasn't sure what.

Through all her concentration and clouded thoughts, she failed to notice the terrorist with a M1014 combat shotgun, approaching slowly from behind.


He had to do something. She was in mortal danger. Why didn't she turn around? Why didn't she notice? Why don't I do something? His mind was made up, no provocation necessary.

In an instant he was plummeting toward the plant in bird form, not knowing when he'd get there, or what he'd do when he did. He just knew she was in trouble, and he couldn't live without her. Raven…

He changed to a form that didn't have thermal vision. He was surprised by how close he was. At least 100 feet. He slowed down slightly, anticipating the imminent landing. There…He could see her, and the threat behind her.

Thirty seconds later, he was on the ground, standing on an unconscious terrorist. Raven whirled in surprise.

"Beast Boy?" She was terrified, outright, and this time, she did notice the terrorist with the shotgun, only this time he was behind Beast Boy.


"All units go! Go! Go! Go now!" the radio erupted in a flurry of orders.

"Units? Who does he think he is?" Cyborg grumbled, he ran through his designated path, straight towards the center.


Beast Boy heard the footsteps first. He turned to face a loaded shotgun, a black hole in the universe that defined the word demise.

It took him a second to realize the repercussions of this. He was going to die. No more life. No more Raven. Raven…

Time slowed, and Beast Boy became ultra-aware. He could hear everybody's hearts, slowly beating. He could hear the thug's grip on the trigger, slowly tightening. Tightening…until the barrel exploded in a sound that destroyed the universe. Destroyed life on this planet for nobody, but Garfield Logan.


Ten minutes later, the dust settled. Eight people of the fifteen walked away. The rest were carried. Either to a hospital or morgue. One was a hostage another was Beast Boy.

Obviously, the whole operation had gone terribly, and now, paramedics wheeled a dead and dying Beast Boy into an ambulance.

Without thinking Raven hopped in after him. Robin stood, pondering whether or not to get on. This was bad news, no doubt. It was his job, his team. He climbed in, just as the doors were shut.

The two other Titans looked at each other. There was nothing left but to meet the other Titans at the hospital, and carry the death of an innocent with them.