T Team 2

For those of you who are completely clueless as to what's going on, listen. The way this story starts is different from how the Teen Titans series started out. I am going to tell the origin story of each character in this new team, then tell the story of how they met and formed together to make T Team 2. The reason this story may not fit the description posted on the fanfiction page is because I originally was going to write a story about the character that was introduced in ch.1. However, awhile after I began this story, I came up with ideas for other superheroes. So, if you're still confused, I don't think I can help you any more. This gives you three options.

Option 1: Seek counseling for you confusion problems

Option 2: Hit your head against your keyboard.

Option 3: Reach over to the power switch and turn your computer off right now.

Also, if you're confused because you do not know why this boy is now wearing spectral samurai armor, good! You aren't supposed to know yet. That is why this chapter will explain why the sword he possesses gives him his powers. And, you aren't supposed to know his name yet either. He is a character completely of my creation, thus he never existed on the Teen Titans show. However, I do agree that ch.1 does read a little strange without ch2. So now I proudly present to you, chapter 2…

The boy gazed at himself in the mirror in wonderment. Standing where his reflection was supposed to be was something that could only be described as a spectral warrior, dressed in samurai armor and a glowing white aura about him. For some reason unknown to him, he had turned into this warrior. But the strangeness of this situation was about to get much stranger.

The boy felt a bizarre feeling at the back of his mind, as if some benevolent presence had opened the door to his brain and walked in. Words began to form in his mind. The feeling was speaking to him.

"Ian, do you like your new form?" it asked.

Ian answered back with another thought. "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

The feeling spoke again. "In order to tell you that, I must tell you the ancient legend of a mighty warrior who lived long ago. Are you willing to listen?"

You must know that this entire conversation took place exclusively inside Ian's mind. None of these words were spoken by Ian, nor by the mysterious presence that he felt.

"Yes." Ian answered (or rather thought).

"Very well. Long ago in feudal Japan there lived a samurai known as Yin Yang. He was known throughout his land as a mighty warrior. He was said to have amazing abilities that no mortal possessed. Some say that he could move so fast that he seemed to be in two places at once. Others say that he had managed to train himself to be impervious to ranged shots. Still others say that he could jump so high that he would fly. No one truly ever knew if these legends were true. However, it was know that he was a master swordsman with almost no physical equal. He was also a healer, skilled in the ways of herb lore. But the strangest ability that he possessed was his spiritual ability. He could use his spirit and mind to read other minds and to levitate objects.

"Like any respectable samurai, he was obedient to his shogun, his leader, and helpful to him as well. Yin Yang's shogun was known throughout his province as a wise and merciful leader. Because of this, Yin Yang was never sent out to conquer another province. He was primarily sent on missions to catch criminals and to protect his province form harm. He served the shogun faithfully until one night; the shogun was murdered with poison by his bother so that he would become the new shogun. In a last wish, Yin Yang's old shogun made him promise to be faithful to his brother, for he did not know that it was his bother that had killed him.

"But Yin Yang's squire had found out that the shogun was killed by his brother shortly after the incident. He told Yin Yang this and advised him to kill the new shogun in order to avenge the old shogun's death. Yin Yang refused, for it was his duty to uphold his promise to the murdered shogun as well as to obey his leader, whoever it was.

"Naturally, the new shogun did not trust Yin Yang. It was because of this that Yin Yang was ordered to take his own life. After hearing this, Yin Yang's squire crafted a special sword for him, made form magical ores. He made Yin Yang promise to use that sword for his self execution. Yin Yang died by his own hand, but the ores that the squire had crafted had drawn Yin Yang's spirit into the sword. Yin Yang could now live forever through the bodies of those that wielded the blade.

"Yet, the squire was not content with this alone. He vowed to take revenge on the shogun for killing his master and his master's old shogun. Several years later, the squire killed the evil shogun with a sword similar to the one that Yin Yang had killed himself with. But this sword was not a replica of the original. This sword was designed to trap the shogun's evil soul for eternity. But in order for the sword to trap a spirit it needed to be similar than the one before. This is why the sword that killed the shogun's spirit can also posses the sword's user, giving him the powers of a warrior demon.

"I have told you all of this, for the sword that you carry is the sword that the squire made for Yin Yang to take his life with. I am Yin Yang. Or rater, you are Yin Yang."

"What do you mean?" asked Ian.

"The sword has been guarded through the ages by the spirit of the aged squire, the man who gave this blade to you. He has waited many centuries for the right person to arrive. That person is you. Through receiving this blade, you have become the next Yin Yang."

All of this sounded strange to Ian. The Yin Yang's story could not possibly be true, could it? But if it was, now that made Ian think. If the story was true, this could be an excellent opportunity for Ian. After all, who wouldn't want super powers? Yet, Ian did not think that this was the kind of thing that he could do.

"Wait! I don't think I'm cut out for this kind of hero thing." said a panicked Ian to Yin Yang.

"What about when you helped the squire earlier?"

"Well, yeah that was heroic but that wasn't something I do all of the time. I just happened to know he was in trouble and I knew I could help so-"

"So you helped him." Yin Yang said plainly.

Ian was awkwardly silent. It seemed as though the thought would not let him turn down being a hero.

"However, helping the squire the way you did was not heroic, it was foolish. One cannot rush into battle not knowing what he is dealing with. Because of this, I shall teach you all I know. Only this way will you learn the way of the samurai. But in order for me to teach you, you have to concentrate. Let go of all thoughts in your mind. Let all things evaporate from your mind until there is nothing left but a wide open space."

Ian closed his eyes and did this. He then felt a strange feeling in his stomach, as if he was being pulled down. When he opened his eyes he found himself standing in a wide, limitless white space. Nothing was on the horizon except for a white backdrop that seemed to go on forever. It seemed like something from a sci-fi movie.

Standing in front of Ian was a white, glowing silhouette of a tall man. His facial and physical features were not discernable, but the figure resonated the same benevolent energy that the voice in Ian's head had. Looking down at himself, Ian realized that he was now dressed in his street clothes. But the magical katana was still grasped in his right hand.

"Welcome, Ian" the figure said. It had the same voice of Yin Yang, and its speech seemed to slightly echo.

"Where are we?" Ian asked. His voice slightly echoed as well.

"We are inside you mind. Do not worry. You body remains in you room back at your home."

"What if someone walks in on me, I mean us, I mean…" Ian was still a bit confused.

Yin Yang seemed to understand. "Do not worry. In here, time slows down a bit. If someone approaches, I will tell you to withdraw and you shall once again find yourself inside your room. Now it is time for your first lesson. Are you prepared?"

Ian shrugged. Yin Yang did not seem satisfied with this.

"You are either ready, or you are not. It is yes or no only. Now, are you ready?"

Ian nodded this time. What else could he do?

"Good, now let us begin…"