I dont own teen titans. But i do own the character of Creed.I made him up.
After reviewing the horrors of my past, I have stumbled upon the reality that life is only preperation. An unrepenting sinner's life is pointless because, even with all the preperation life offers, nothing can prepare them for there future. A future in which there damned souls shall forever burn in Hell. No matter what, no human can be prepared for Hell. So I ask myself, is my life pointless? Or am I at favor with God? It is the thought of pointlesness that creates my nightmares.
BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP!The annoying buzzer that alerts the Teen Titans of trouble sounded.Raven opened her eyes and hastedly walked out the door. Upon her arrival in the tower's living room, she asked Robin, "What's the trouble this time?"
"I'm not sure," answered the Boy Wonder, "But I do know it's big." Upon finishing the grave souding remark, Robin shouted the command, " Titans, Go!"
At that the young heroes rushed out the door.Upon the arrival of the Titans at the crime scene, they noticed instantly the thick smoke of dust from destruction. Out from the fog, a young boy, about the same age as the titans, came soaring out.
"Yah, he's huuuuge.." remarked raven sarcastically.
"I don't think he's the problem!" chimed in cyborg as he drew the titans attention to the boy once more.He flew through the air (but not by his own power) hit the ground, bounced, bounced back up on the hard pavement and hit against the nearest building. Hard. Soon, from the dust, came a horrible, unesplainable, filthy being. Raven instantly knew that it was from Azerath.She looked at the boy. She, for the first time noticed that he had Azerathean features. Large eyes, small nose, the color ot his hair and eyes were dark. Plus, she noticed his shakrah.His was circular in comparison to her diamond.The boy arose and instantly began to combat the beast again.This time he had a determination in his eyes.He wasn't going to lose.He jumped on the beast, ripped off one of it's fingers, and jabbed the finger through its stomach (the finger of the beast was large and Had a flat, sharp nail on it. It appeared as a knife in the teen's hand.). He then jumped from the beast's torso to it's shoulders and broke it's neck. Minutes later, the creature lay there, dead.The teen stood there trimuphantly for a moment and then passed out. He apparently had been fighting the beast for a very long time.
The titans rushed over to him. They had to get him to the medical center of the tower. A few hours later, he awoke. It was very late and all the titans had gone to bed. Raven, however, did not. She wanted to know if he was really from Azerath as she had suspected.
"Where am I?" he asked. "Your with the Teen Titans...in Jump City." answered Raven.He also noticed that Raven looked Azrathaen.
"Are you from..." he began to ask but stopped because he realized it was really a stupid question. Why would anyone here be from Azerath?
"From Where?" asked Raven
"Nowhere." he shyly answered.
"I have a question for you.." said Raven.
"...Are you from Azerath?" she asked. He was amazed.
"Yes. I am Actually." he answered dumbfoundedly.
"What's your name?" Asked Raven.
"I'm Creed." he answered as he sat up.
"I'm Raven, nice to meet you."
To be continued...
