Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I had company and we went out for dinner. We went to this wings place we go to often, and we got a wing platter, and I set a new record!! 40 wings in ten minutes!! MUA-HA-HA-HA!!! No wing is safe from the jaws of N/M Shin!!!!

I also had three beers, Fosters to be exact, but that wasn't anywhere near a record when you're with my friends...

Jax came too (Okay, not in real life.) but he never was a big drinker. I guess I just didn't raise him right... anyway.

This chapter will revolve around Darren, because no one knows him very well right now. If I'm gonna make up a character, he's gonna have background, and lots of it!!!

And, this chapter might not be up until early on Saturday, (A little late for that info, if it is) because I'm going over to my dad's. He thinks we just don't spend enough time together, so we're gonna watch Terminator 3. It's not that I don't like my dad, it's just, my dad's not a very good movie watcher. He's the kind of guy you want to yell at in movie theatres, who completely picks apart the movie until no one can enjoy it. I just hope the movie's good.

Jax: Maybe, if you took a little duck tape...

N/M Shin: Jax!! He's my dad!! I'm not gonna do that!!

Jax: I'm just saying.....

N/M Shin: Oh, for those of you who don't know, Jax is one of my muses. Jax is a male werewolf that lives with me. He's kind of like a brother, only, we never fight, and he eats kibbles and bits...

Jax: Speaking of which....

N/M Shin: I'll feed you after I write the chapter!! C'mon, you had, like, twenty wings last night, along with your usual meal!!! How could you possibly be hungry?!! Plus, I know you ate my fries when I wasn't looking!

Jax: Aw, c'mon!! I'm bored!! And you were so drunk last night you probably thought giant monkeys stole your pickles!!

N/M Shin: You stole my pickles too!!? That's it, go in the corner!! You're in time-out!! And... do the disclaimer!!!

Jax: Awww,(Gives sad puppy whine and stands in corner) N/M Shin does not own Teen Titans, but she does own Darren.

N/M Shin: And....?

Jax: And she owns.... me.

N/M Shin: Good boy. Okay, I'll let you read the fic now... (Maybe we do fight...)

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It began to rain in sheets upon the streets of jump city. It made the powered dirt turn to mud, and the small animals seek refuge from the pelting rain. It lightly showered the sides of the Titans' tower, waking up the only sober resident within its walls.

Darren woke up to the light drum of the rain on the windows. He sat up from his place on the couch, taking in the surroundings. Cyborg was asleep standing in the corner, the result of a strange drinking game. Beast Boy was snoring loudly from his place on the floor, laying on his back. And Raven was asleep next to him, face down on the floor with her arm draped lazily over his chest. The only other things in the room were the countless empty beer bottles on the coffee table. Some were broken; his dad had used them as bowling pins.

"Dad always was a mean drunk." He said to himself, walking the stiffness out of his legs. "But mom usually took it easy on the beer."

He laughed to himself, talking about his parents like they were best friends. But they almost were. BB and Rae always treated him like an equal, like an adult, and they had always had a strange form of friendship. His parents knew that someone didn't have to be an adult to be treated like one. After all, they had saved the world once or twice in their teen years, they knew all there was to know.

Darren counted the bottles that lay next to his father, doing the usual math that came along with telling how long he would be out. Twelve bottles, ten minutes each before five bottles, one hour each after five bottles, two hours after seven, divided by two. Five hours and twenty minutes. Plenty of time.

Ever since he had learned about his parents being titans, something they never tried to hide from him, he had wondered what it was like inside. He wanted to know what his parents were like before they were adults, how they acted, what they looked like, what they kept in their rooms. Darren had a similar curiosity about Robin and Star, who he saw so often, he had referred to them as 'Aunt an Uncle'. They seemed so young and happy, that he figured they had acted the same way all their lives. His parents were another story entirely.

From what Robin, Star, even Cyborg had told him, his parents had been as opposite as, well, the opposites themselves. They had been irritated with each other, argued at every turn, even hated each other to some extent, but how could people who love each other act like that?

Darren didn't like to believe in love. Nothing could be strong enough between two people to be considered love. His parents had fun together, they were great together, but they struck him as friends, not lovers. The phrase had no meaning to him. Love was nothing but the opposite of hate, there was no such thing.

Darren walked down the shadowed hall, inspecting each door as he passed it.

S-T-A-R-F-I-R-E

Nope.

R-O-B-I-N

Nuh-uh.

C-Y-B-O-R-G

Not.

R-A-V-E-N

Bingo.

Then, he found it. The door was relatively simple. No hinges, no knob, it was a futuristic sliding door, but it wouldn't open. He noticed the key pad next to the door. Apparently, a code was needed. There was a large, red sign on the door.

Do Not Enter Without Proper Pass Code

Input Four-Digit Pass Code Into Keypad

Incorrect Code Will Sound Alarm

Have A Nice Day

"Well, this isn't going to work."

He could just guess the code, if it wasn't for the alarm, and he knew that his mother's password would be completely random and unguessable. Maybe someone who was more simple, someone dumber.

"I wonder where dad's room is."

Darren continued down the hallway, checking each door for his father's name. It had something to do with animals, that was really all he remembered. Darren preferred not to ask questions about his parent's super-hero days, mostly because, he was jealous.

Darren's parent had awesome physical abilities. Shape shifting, telekinesis, mind reading, healing, talking to animals, but he didn't have anything. He was part demon, by a small margin, so why didn't he have telekinesis? His father's genes had been spliced with animal DNA, why couldn't he shapeshift? He had his father's genes too. It just wasn't fair that his parents could do all of this, and he couldn't. He should. And he would, he would make sure of it.

He had decided a long time ago that, if he couldn't have powers, he would fight like Robin. He trained every day, toned his muscles, experimented with explosives, he did everything possible so that he could fight. It was his families history, and he would be in it too.

He found the door about halfway through his musings.

B-E-A-S-T-B-O-Y

Now this would be easy.

The key pad was obviously used, because one of the keys had completely faded away. The zero key, of course.

Darren punched in the code; zero, zero, zero, zero. And a metallic voice emitted from the door.

"Correct pass code, welcome Beast Boy."

Darren gasped as he looked in the room from the doorway, it was a total sty. There were moldy plates of tofu all over the floor, possibly twenty years old, clothes covering the carpet, the bed was unmade, and wires criss-crossed all over the floor from his television and computer. He was definitely an internet pirate.

"I should leave right now," he told himself, "And I could, if I wasn't such a neat freak."

He started with the bed.

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Just a little background information. This story does have a plot, I promise, I just don't know what it is yet.

Jax: Can I come out of the corner now?

N/M Shin: You can come out when I have... twenty-five reviews.

Jax: Please, for the love of god, review!!!

N/M Shin: You heard the man!! And now, for my motto, which I have actually been quoted on!!

Read, review, repeat.