This is my first Teen Titans fic, and if I have made any errors then I would like to know them so I may correct them. This fic does have an OC lead and will have a number of OC villians, but please don't hate because of that. Lastly the OC lead, as you'll notice, is a former member of the Justice League (Figure with 50+ guys on the JLU putting one more in couldn't hurt, right?). Expect cameos and guest appearances by a handful of JL guys. Please review.


It was normal for Raven to have nightmares, visions of her father standing tall above Jump City as it burned to the ground, citizens screaming in pain as they cooked alive, her own friends in the Teen Titans wailing as their flesh was devoured by flame, asking one question: Why?

Lately Slade would stand next to her father, stories shorter but still dwarfing the buildings of the city. At time she too, with four glowing red eyes, would stand next to them, grinning madly at the havoc. Other she would be in the streets, cowering like a little girl, gazing up at the monsters before her.

However tonight what she had was not a nightmare. It was a dream.

A vision.

In this one Trigon, her demonic father, stood taller than any building, a living monolith of evil as his four eyes burned. Across from him a human, encased in a pure white glow. No feature could be made, save his defiant stance and the glowing cape that cascaded behind him with the whim of the winds. As the two figures prepared for battle all she could hear... was a chant.

They stand opposite, beings of power

One of dark intent, destroyer of all

One of bright will, wishing to be a saviour

Clash they shall, upon a world on a brink

Of death and demons, leaving blood in the wake

Stand tall dear child, stand strong dear child

Embrace the darkness, embrace the light

The forces shall clash, the skies shall tremble

As a warrior strikes, the final blinding blow

Then all was white, her dream at an end.


It was at least 7AM by the time he got home. The young man pulled off his black uniform and cape, tossing them to a pile next to his bed, a book bag of things landing next to it. He walked over to the computer and sat down in his chair, opening a file and looking at the first two lines.

Name: Lord Hydra

Real Name: Unknown

After a moment he sighed, deleting the word 'unknown' and in it's place typed in a name. A real one.

He stared at it for a moment, saved the file and turned his computer off. He then turned to stare at the uniform heaped on the ground, shaking his head a bit as he did.

He was Corona. A Super-Hero. He was member of the Justice League who was told to stay away from Lord Hydra by J'onn J'onzz, The Martian Manhunter. Much like the Huntress before him like she was warned to not go after Mandragora he ignored him. Hydra was one of Liberty City's rouges, one of many he fought. And yet he, the one with the most experience against this villain, was told he would not be in the operation as they not only fought him, but as they seeked a connection to Jennings Enterprises.

He had... knowledge of the company. And knew where to look to find answers.

Who was Hydra, the villain he had clashed with time and agian?

Why did he have connections with Jennings Enterprises?

Why was he denied the right to help in the fight against Hydra?

He couldn't just sit around until someone told him, if they ever did. So he did the only thing he could do, seek help from his fellow League members. The only ones to offer support were Supergirl, Green Arrow, Booster Gold and The Question. He knew where to look for answers, Question could put together connections and the other three could help if a battle began. Like he had expected a battle did begin. He and Hydra locked themselves in single combat as the others dealt with underlings. When the dust settled they had won.

And in the end he had his answers. Hydra was caught, a serum injected into him to remove his powers. One of his most powerful enemies finally dealt with.

As well as something he knew could happen.


The transporter delivered them to the Watchtower's bridge. As Corona expected J'onn was waiting for them his pure red eyes staring into his blue ones. He knew this was going to royally suck. Heck, being the League's youngest member at sixteen was bad enough at times. But he knew exactly how this was going to go down.

"Corona, you have disobeyed a direct order that..."

"You had no right to give." He stared back at the Martian, walking up to him. Looking up at the taller alien he looked him in the eyes, his colleges, no, friends standing back to watch. "You knew this the entire time didn't you?"

"Yes. It was for that reason..."

"That I should have been there! I had a right to know!"

"Information must be withheld at times. I do not enjoy it, but we could not risk it. Your anger may have led you to kill him."

Corona crossed his arms and turned his head away with a huff. "Yeah well, I didn't kill him. I just beat him, for the first time I beat him instead of trading blows until he ran away! Guess there wasn't as much of a 'risk' as you thought."

"Perhaps, however you have evaded the point. You still have disobeyed a direct order. One that I gave very clearly."

"Well can you at least save a lecture on a CD so I can listen to it later? Or are you going to cut to the chase already?"

"If you are referring to your status in the Justice League, then I shall. You will be required to pack your belongings and turn in your identification card. Your out."

"Whoa, Whoa J'onn." Oliver Queen, AKA the Green Arrow walked up his arms waving. "Come'on, you can't to that!" J'onn's brow furrowed. He had enough problems without Green Arrow adding to them in an attempt to protect his friend.

"Your right buddy, he can't." Corona said as he slipped his ID Card in his hand, lightly tossing it into the air as he summoned his powers. An aura of blue light surrounded his body as he took aim at the card. "Because I QUIT!" With practiced ease his powers flowed into his hand sending a beam of light at the card, his full power withheld as he used just enough to turn the offending card into ash. As everyone on deck watched his display he turned on his heel, his cape billowing with a flourish as he began to walk to the living quarters for one last time.


And that was that. He began to pack all the things in his room. He booked a quick flight to the city his mother used to live in and would leave in two days. He would rent a hotel for a while until he found a new apartment to live in. He would need help renting an apartment and enlisting in a new school when the fall came around. But he knew someone who was more than willing to help. And besides, it wouldn't take long for him to sell his stocks in Jennings Enterprises. He had already everything in motion and would make at least a few million from it all.

And Liberty City was safe enough now. A group of young Meta-Humans, the Eclipsers, would be able to protect it. And with Hydra in jail all his rouges were taken care of. He needed to get out of the city. Corona needed to get out.

James Jennings needed to get out.

His next destination: Jump City.

The Ex-League member sighed as he fell back onto the bed, looking at the ceiling.

"I really hope this goes right..."


Notice: All flames will fuel Raven's Anger. Constructive C&C will be reviewed by Beast Boy.

On second thought, never mind.