Hey dudes heres the new chapter like I said, its kinda short, special thanks go out to Spitfire F.22, Ann Riddle, Kelida Johnson and Brianna for reviewing
Spitfire F.22: I'm sorry the pairing isn't your favorite, but keep reading you might like some of my OC pairings if not in this story will be in a later story, I don't think I will pair her with Red X though because then I have to think up a whole new identity for him behind his mask and I'm not good at that

Ann Riddle: you're welcome for the review and I'm going to make it make sense because this story is supposed to make at least some sense
Kelida Johnson: Well if you tell me what is confusing then maybe I could help you, although you might just be confused because you never heard of Teen Titans before I told you and have never seen the show poke I'm glad you like my descriptions though poke
Brianna: You are my first annonymous (unsigned) reviewer, I'm glad you like my story

3 Years Later

Rowena lay on her bed, flipping through her scrapbook currently feeling rather ticked of at her parents. Obviously the building of their headquarters and the forming of the Teen Titans G2 or T2 was just a joke, something to keep them from bugging their parents about being superheroes because their parents wouldn't actually let them fight criminals. They were as old as their parents had been when they formed the original Teen Titans and twice as experienced, since all of them had been trained since their early childhood. They not only did training with their parents but also in the specialized training room in their headquarters. They were ready for the big time, and yet their parents would not let them go because they were too overprotective of their kids. At least her parents had decided to give her roof top training classes away from the tower, which was a step in the right direction.

She closed her scrapbook, placed it back on the shelf and started to stock her utility belt for her first rooftop session. She had birdarangs, sticky disks, exploding disks, freeze disks, smoke bombs, cherry bombs, time bombs, spare masks, first aid supplies, her bo staff, trackers, her communicator, dehydrated food, spy cameras that were almost undetectable to even the most sophisticated of sensors, lip chap, a canteen of water, gas masks and spare hair elastics. She slipped out of her blue jeans and her favorite red T-shirt that said Daughter of a Superhero and into her superhero uniform, brushed her long, dark hair with newly acquired fuchsia streaks and put it up into a ponytail.

She left for the roof tops and learned to do many things in an outside environment including fighting of multiple attackers and the element of surprise. They trained every Wednesday and Thursday. One day, Rowena prepared for her exercises and realized that her parents weren't there. She checked their signals and they were at their regular meeting place, so she thought maybe they wanted her to meet them there.

She snuck up behind her father and tapped him on the shoulder. Startled he assumed his fighting stance, bo staff at the ready. Rowena mimicked his stance and then Robin realized that it was his daughter. "Rowena, go home, you shouldn't be here." "Whaddaya mean I shouldn't be here, today's my training day remember!" "Rowena, get down," "But…" "Now," he screamed. She ducked behind a chimney just in time. "Well, well, well," came the voice Robin knew only too well, for he heard it in his nightmares, "So the Boy wonder has grown up is he," "Slade," called Robin, gritting his teeth, "I thought we'd seen the last of you when we had you locked in that Atlantian high security prison facility." "My dear boy when will you learn that I simply cannot be defeated, whenever you lock me up, I'll simply come back again five times stronger,"

Slade was interrupted by a birdarang to the side of his mask. "Hello, who are you," snarled Slade. "Rowena, I thought we told you to stay hidden," shouted Robin. "Oh, so she's yours. I should have guessed," Slade continued in a menacing tone, while Robin was mentally kicking himself for saying what he did, "Well, since I was never able to make you my apprentice, I guess I'll just have to settle for your daughter." Slade lunged at Rowena but she flew up into the air and Slade missed her, "I should have known," growled Slade, looking from Robin to Starfire to Robin again and then to Rowena, "you need two people to make a baby." Slade lunged once again at Rowena and this time she couldn't move fast enough, and collapsed into a heap on the ground. Slade stalked towards growing ever closer, she could practically feel his warm, musky breath on her legs. "Nooooo," screamed Robin and Starfire together.
Dun Duh, my first cliffie
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