Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, but I do own Element and all other characters that I create.


It was a dark night, lit up only by the few lights that shown from houses or street lamps. The whole city was silent, people were indoor, sleeping, or at some bar, having a good time. All in all it was very peaceful outside, not beautiful, no, but peaceful, and calm. Of course sooner or later the peace had to be shattered, and that hammer that shattered the piece was found in an alley by one of the street lamps.

A thud was heard as someone was thrown into a wall, as soon as he fell down he immediately got up, although a little bent. It was just a teenager, by the first look, about fifteen years old, jeans, regular t-shirt, with black hair. But if you looked closer you'd see the sneer on his face, eyes full of destruction and fun, but the biggest thing you would notice was his right arm. It was completely mechanical, steel, with what looked like many slots in it, it could move just as easily as a regular arm, it was hard to tell if it was replacing an arm or covering one.

From the head of the alley walked in another teen, this one looked a little battered and his breathing was a little deeper than normal. He was about the same age, maybe a little older, with short brown hair, grey eyes, perfectly shaped glasses, kind of baggy black jeans, a light, buttoned up white shirt with dragons on it, and a dragon necklace around his neck. As he walked towards the teen he started to speak. "Okay, why are you attacking me?"

The teen's hand started to move, a translucent green keyboard appeared in the air, the fingers of the robotic arm started to move/type at a very quick rate of speed. Suddenly little laser guns popped up from the side of his arm. He raised it and started to fire. As the storm of beams shot at the other teen, he ran to the side and put his feet one of the walls of the alley. Amazingly he continued running towards the other teen, dodging the shots, it looked like whenever he put his foot on the wall stone would flow over it and hold it in place.

When he finally reached the teen shooting at him he jumped off from the wall, his feet still covered in stone, and kicked his chest with both feet at once while still in midair. The teen with the robotic arm was slammed back into the wall, this time when he fell he didn't get up immediately, just going on one knee. His left arm was resting on his knee while his robotic arm was in front of him, hand pressing on the ground to help hold him up. His head hung down to look at the ground, either thinking or just weak from the hit.

The teen with the stone feet landed on his feet, the stone disappearing as he stood up to try and talk again. "I asked you a question, I expect you to answer me."

The other teens head shot up, his fingers started to move again as another keyboard appeared. From his hand glowed a white energy in the shape of a sword, although it wasn't completely in the shape of it, just a line of energy, crosstree, and hilt. He rushed forward, swinging his sword at a pretty quick speed, too bad for him the other teen was faster.

He held both arms out, almost in fists, like he was holding something, as the teen with the robotic arm ran towards him he shouted out. "Blue Crimson!" A sword appeared in each hand, each identical and with a blade two and a quarter feet long. The only thing odd about the swords was that they were pure white, they didn't even look like metal, or any other substance, for that matter, like the robotic teen's sword except shaped to every detail of a sword. With the sword in his left hand he blocked the oncoming blow, and with the one in his right he slashed down, marking the teen with a diagonal slash down his body. The odd thing was, though, that there was white fire where the slash was, it seemed to be made up of the same thing the swords were. After the slash the teen kicked out, knocking the other teen on the ground. He held his right sword to his throat and the left one above the arm.

He spoke again. "Who sent you?"

The look on the teens face was one full of evil humor, like that of saying "I know something you don't." He didn't answer.

More firmly he asked again. "Who sent you?" He pressed the tip of the sword slightly on the neck.

The teen finally spoke, his voice seemed full of evil humor. "No one sent me." Slowly his fingers started to move, typing in another set of codes. Noticing this, the teen brought up the sword in his left hand and slammed the point down on the arm. Suddenly it somehow froze in place, covered in a thin layer of ice. The sword gave a hard twist and the arm suddenly shattered, revealing a regular, if not slightly cold arm, in it's place.

The teen grabbed the once formerly robotic teen by the scruff of his collar and lifted him up to stare in his eyes. Somehow he wasn't affected from the destruction of his arm/weapon, except for a small surprise at what happened. As his their faces got closer together an angry, growling voice came out of the teen with the swords. "It seems like I've got some questions for you, and I want answers. First, I've seen that weapon you had used before by professionals, and none of them came close to what you can do."

"About time you noticed." He said this with a proud, mocking sneer.

"Don't talk until I ask you a question. That is a very difficult weapon to master, I want to know how you did it."

He started to chuckle. "Let's just say that I had good teachers."

"Okay, then, who sent you?"

"I told you, no one." His chuckles got a little louder.

"Then why did you attack me?"

With a sly, mocking voice, he said the last two words he could that night. "Extra credit." With that his loud chuckles grew to small, evil laughs that didn't seem to end.

The other teen started to shake him violently, almost screaming as words came out of his mouth. "What the hell is that supposed to mean, tell me!" He continued to shake him as the person he held up continued to laugh. This went on for a few seconds until a sound was heard as something dropped from his pocket. The kid shaking stopped as he picked it up. It was a circular object, it looked like some kind of tracker or communicator. In the light all that you could see was that it was yellow and had some letter on the face in red. The teens eye widened as he saw it. "Where did you..." Then he saw that the marking on it was an H, and the thing had octagons over most of it. He breathed a small sigh of relief.

"I need to find out about this." As he started to walk off he remembered the teen still hanging from his arm. He threw him to the ground and waved his hand. Stone suddenly grew over his ankles and wrists, like thick handcuffs, and his hands were wrapped around his back. As the other teen started to walk off, he sent a fireball into the air from his hand to signal the authorities of the criminal. Usually he'd take him to the "special" police himself, but he didn't want to waste time.


He arrived in front of a small building, only one level. It looked deserted, since the paint was cracked and the building was in bad repair, the door was made of splintering wood. A sigh came to his lips, as he knew he would regret what he had to do. He opened the door, stepped in, and closed it without a sound. As soon as he turned to the room he ducked as five silver daggers were heading straight for his head. They thudded on the already beaten door. The teen had to jump to the side as an invisible force hit the door where he was originally standing, putting a huge dent in it and almost breaking it in half. As he rolled and got up to move again he was suddenly enveloped in shadow. It wrapped around his body and raised him from the ground, unable to move.

As he looked around the room, he could see the two people who attacked him. The one controlling the shadow was standing next to a beat up, wooden table with his arm raised up. He was about eighteen with black hair in an odd fashion, it was in a Mohawk but long, so once it would look like regular hair hanging around his head, but then he'd grab it and pull it to the back of his head to reveal the line of hair. His face was round but still slightly straight, but not fat, definitely not fat, you could tell that his whole body was strong from his face, since you couldn't see any other part of him. His body was covered, not in clothes, but in an armor that seemed to be made out of shadows, it wasn't bulky, but very lean, and fit him perfectly. He had an air about him of reckless evil, you could see that he was having fun with this.

Next to the table was another teen sitting in a chair, leaning back. He was also about eighteen, though obviously older by a little. His hair was also black, but hung down the sides of his face, kind of like in a Chinese or Japanese style, although he was obviously completely American. His face was more lean than the other guy's, not as round, and the shin was very smooth, except for a scar that ran diagonally between his eyes. But unlike the other guy, he was not wearing armor, but regular clothes. His shirt was just like the teen that came in, except completely black, and his pants were also black, except really baggy and with chains. The air about him was one of usually reckless evil, but now he was more serious, calm, and slightly angry at the person who just walked in. As he laid back he spoke. "So we've finally caught the almighty Element." His voice was calm but had a lot of mocking in it.

Element calmly looked at the two and spoke. "Vince, Valshar," he nodded at them in turn, "looks like you caught me."

Valshar, holding him up, spoke. "Yeah, I can't believe I've never done this before, it's so simple." His voice was incredibly mocking and full of fun at other people's misery.

"You didn't let me finish," he said in a voice like speaking to a child. "I said, looks like you caught me, but looks can be deceiving." His whole body started to glow white, suddenly the glow quickly spanned out and the room was covered in light. The shadow over his body disappeared, and he dropped to the ground. Vince started to get out of his chair, Element brought both of his arms up, the hands started to glow as he pointed Valshar and Vince. "Sit down, I'm not here to fight, I just want to talk."

Vince slowly lowered himself to the chair, in an unbelieving voice he sneered. "Talk, yeah right, you're hear to bust us."

"Actually, I was going to bust you tomorrow, but something came up, I won't say what. Let me just cut to the chase, I want to make a deal."

Vince looked interested. "What kind of deal?"

"I need some information, and in return, I won't bust you guys for the stuff you've done before now and let you go, until you commit another crime, that is."

A small smile appeared on Vince's face. "What if we don't want to cooperate."

From one of Element's fingers, a small white beam shot out, passing an inch from Vince's face and hitting the wall behind him. If you looked at the hole you would see that it went straight through the whole building, you could see the other side. "Then I will beat your asses right here."

A bigger, more laughing smile found it's way on Vince's face, and in a sly voice he talked. "Element, Element, even you know that you can't beat both of us."

"In a regular fight, that might be true, but I swear if you don't agree to the deal I will blow this building up, with you in it."

"That would just be pointless," Valshar stated in his still mocking voice. "You'd just blow yourself up with us."

A smile appeared on Element's face for the first time that night. Suddenly a boom was heard as he was covered in an explosion of the white energy. As the smoke cleared he still stood there, arms raised, without a scratch on him. What was more amazing was that there was black marks around his feet, meaning it was a real explosion.

Vince's face slightly fell, he brought a hand up to his head. "What do you need to know."

Element extinguished one of his hands and put it in a pocket. He picked out the communicator and threw it on the table. "What is this?"

Vince picked it up and looked at it with interest. "What if we don't know?"

Element raised his glowing hand again, with a threatening voice he said all that was needed to be said. "Then too bad for you."

With a sigh Vince put the thing down and started to speak. "It's a communicator, I've got a feeling you know that, so don't start. The people who use it are called H.I.V.E., those are initials, not a word, and I don't know what they mean. It's some kind of training program for kids to become criminals, they're taught everything from fighting to how to plot, or something. That's all that we know about them, oh, except for the fact that they're situated in Jump City."

For a moment something flashed through Element's face, though it was too fast to tell what. "Okay then, that's all I need to know. Thanks for your information." He turned around to walk out the door.

Valshar looked at Vince with a small smile on his face, his hand started to raise. With the same smile Vince nodded, confirming what Valshar wanted to hear. With his hand in front of his face, Valshar started to quietly chant. "Dragons come forth, dragons come forth." Suddenly over a hundred daggers of different kind appeared in front of him, stretching from wall to wall. He brought his hand down, sending the daggers flying towards Element.

Sensing the attack, Element spun around, hand held out in front of him, glowing white. "Giga wave!" Suddenly what looked like some kind of powerful sound wave made out of the white energy shot out of his hand. It hit the daggers, making them just fall out of the air, and continued on, hitting Valshar and carrying him across the room. Right before he hit the wall a fist made of stone came out and slammed into the back of his head. He hit the wall and fell on the ground, knocked out from the combination of the wave, fist, and hitting the wall.

Vince shot forward from the chair. "Psycho Blade!" A sword made of darkness appeared not in his hand, but in the air in front of him. His hand was out behind it, obviously holding it there. He slashed at Element, his sword was intercepted by Element's own dragon sword. Instead of just holding there for a power struggle, Element twisted the sword so that it slammed point first into the ground, bringing Vince's along with it. The ground started to grow bright, five lines were spanning out from the sword.

As Vince stood there, not being able to move because of the lock they were both in, Element shouted out. "PYRO DRAGONS!" The five dragon heads erupted from the ground, traveling straight up and hitting Vince from below. They carried him all the way up, slamming him into the ceiling, letting his unconscious body fall to the ground.

Element extinguished his blade and walked out of the building, getting a little stuck with the broken door until he decided to just blow it off. When he walked out he sent another fireball into the air to signal the "special" police. Along with that he made a stone tablet with a warning on the front of how dangerous these two were and set it up against the door. As he walked away he spoke the words he knew he had to say as soon as he heard about Jump City. "Looks like I've got to meet with the titans."


I'm BACK, and so is Element, I can finally make you guys happy again, especially you, Anters. My week of fun, relaxation, and homework is over, I can get back to writing. How'd you guys like this chapter, not a lot of fighting, but it was still good, right? Also, I need to add, continuing from the top, that I also own the characters of Vince and Valshar. How'd you guys like them, this is going to be the only chapter that they're in, but if I'm successful, they're going to be in a lot more. Just for your info, Both of them are actually very strong fighters, and could take Element, he just beat them by surprise and circumstance, and both of them were inspired by certain people, I won't say who, though, the only person who knows who they are are me and my cousin. I can not wait to write the rest of my story, I hope you guys all like it. I would like to say something to Socialbutterfli, there should be more fluff in this story then there was the last, hopefully you won't be disappointed. Now, for all the people who read my first story, you know the drill, and for all the people who haven't, but should, I say this at the end of every story. Read and review!