Disclaimer: In this story, several characters will appear that never appear in the Teen Titans T.V. show. However, they do not belong to me, as they all appear in the comics. So, just so we're clear, I do not own Teen Titans, any characters from the show, or Brother Blood the 8th, Sabbac, Nightrider, Goth, and Dark Angel. I would also like to credit RyuSensei, who is helping me edit this story. With that being said, enjoy!

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A pale woman stood at an alter, in the back of a church. This church, however, was built to honor Satan. Statues of the devil were numerous, and red stained class windows cast crimson light into the dark building. The woman ran her sharp, black fingernails through her equally black hair. She wore a matching black dress. Her name was Dark Angel, and she was a powerful demon sorceress. She smiled, and began to speak in a chilling voice.

"I'm sure you are all wondering why I asked you to come here today," she said kindly, but her voice seemed haunting none the less.

"Damn right." Came a male voice with a Russian accent from a shadowed area. A man stepped out from the darkness, clad in a expense looking business suit. His black hair was neatly slicked back. "I don't have time for things like this. I have things to do. People to kill."

Dark Angel blinked, but never lost her smile. "I assure you, Mr. Ishmael Gregor, I have a very valid reason for bring you here today."

"I should hope so." Said a young male voice. A teenage boy was leaning against one of the red windows. He was clad in a red and white costume, his amazingly white skin and hair standing out among the red light from the window. "If it has caused me to set foot in a church that does not offer tribute to Lord Trigon, it had better be important."

"I apologize for the surroundings, Brother Sebastian." Dark Angel said, "but I needed to chose a place where we would not be disturbed."

"Wait," the Russian man interjected. "Brother Sebastian? As in Brother Sebastian Blood? I thought he was that old guy that leads the H.I.V.E."

Brother Blood smiled, showing powerful looking teeth. "You speak of my father, Brother Blood the 7th. He strayed from the teachings of the Church of Blood. So, I killed him. Then I ate him."

At this moment, a dark figure dropped from one of the satanic statues, landing in the center of the room. He was a young man with red skin and long black hair, with two black leathery wings attached to his back. He was clad in black leather clothes. "Come on guys, let the lady speak." He gestured at Dark Angel to continue. She smiled at him, and nodded.

"Thank you, Goth." she said calmly, "I believe we are all here, except-"

"I'm here." A male voice said. The other looked in the direction of the noise, to see a pale young man with messy black hair and rather pointy ears. Clad in a bikers outfit, he was lying down behind one of the statues of Satan. He rose to his feet, and joined the others. "The name's Nightrider, but you all can call me Dagon." As he spoke, his sharp canine teeth were revealed. "So, what's this all about?"

Dark Angel cleared her throat, preparing to speak. "First of all," she said in her pleasant voice, "I would like to introduce myself. My name is Dark Angel. I brought you all here by placing a post-hypnotic suggestion in your minds. It would draw you all to this place. It seems that it has worked quite nicely. I brought you all here, because I have a proposition for you. We all have certain…abilities, that give us unique qualities." She pointed at Brother Blood. "For example, Brother Sebastian has the ability to drain his opponents strength by drinking their blood." Brother Blood once again flashed his powerful teeth. Dark Angel gestured to the Russian man. "Mr. Gregor…perhaps a demonstration is necessary?"

He nodded. "Of course. Sabbac." Upon uttering that word, a tornado of flame surrounded him. When the smoke cleared, the man had been completely transformed. His skin was red, he had grown horns, and he was incredibly muscular. Dark Angel prepared to speak again.

"When Mr. Gregor, a.k.a. Sabbac, says that word, an acronym of the demons Satan, Any, Belial, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, and Craeties, he is infused with the powers of each of these creatures, giving him several powerful abilities." She nodded to Goth. "Goth is armed not only with many deadly demonic attributes, such as great strength, sharp claws, and fire generation, but also with powerful charisma. He has thousands of teenagers that worship him like a god."

Goth took a small bow, and smiled. "I do alright."

Dark Angel chuckled, and gestured to Nightrider. "Dagon is a vampire, who was created using the D.N.A. of Count Dracula himself. He is extremely strong, and nearly impossible to kill. There are very few things that can harm him, such as wooden stakes, and holy water. Unlike most vampires, Dagon is immune to sunlight."

Brother Blood looked at Nightrider. "Looks as though I may have found a drinking buddy," he chuckled.

Nightrider grinned. "Count on it."

"And I don't wish to boast," Dark Angel continued, "But I'm a fairly adept demon sorceress. So here we all are, a group of beings that are viewed by most people as unholy." Dark Angel grinned. "And they're right. That's exactly what we are. Unholy. I accept that, and I hope you all do, too. I have summoned you all here, to give you an offer. I propose we form a team. We can strike fear into the hearts of the people of this world, by killing the costumed heroes they revere, one by one. We could start small, by going after the Teen Titans first. What do you say?"

After several moments of silence, Goth was the first to speak up. "I'm in." Seconds later, Brother Blood responded.

"I'm in as well, under one small condition. The Teen Titan Raven is left to me." Dark Angel nodded.

Nightrider spoke next. "I got nothing better to do."

Dark Angel smiled. She looked at Sabbac, who had yet to give an answer, and frowned slightly. "Ishmael?"

Sabbac grunted. "I'm not convinced, Angel. I see nothing remarking about you, or anyone else here. All you people would do is drag me down. Thanks for wasting my time." Sabbac turned to leave, and headed toward the door. As Goth, Nightrider, and Brother Blood watched Dark Angel to see how she would react, they were shocked to see her disappear. She reappeared in front of the doorway, blocking Sabbac's path. She waved her arm, and a strange black wind blew the shocked Russian backwards. Goth jumped out of the way, as Sabbac collided with the alter. After the dust settled, Sabbac rose to his feet. He slowly made his way across the room. He came face-to-face with Dark Angel…and offered her his hand. She smiled, and shook it. "How can I ignore someone with power like that? You've got yourself a team, Ms. Angel."

"Glad to hear it," she said happily. "I'm glad you're all onboard. Every last one of you. I hope that we can become more then a team, perhaps a family." She raised her fist in the air. "Long live The Unholy Alliance!" A collective cheer came up from the group.

Nightrider looked over at Brother Blood. "Dude, you thirsty?"

Brother Blood thought for a moment. "You know, I really am. You want to go drink a few people?"

"Most defiantly, my friend." He looked over at Dark Angel. "Hey boss lady! Me and Bro are going to step out for a drink, alright?"

Dark Angel nodded. "Just be careful. This is Jump City, and the Titans watch over this place. Try not to attract to much attention. And be back soon, we have planning to do. We need to select a base of operations. This church will do for now, but we should not remain here long. We could be discovered. Not to mention the fact that it is too small."

"We won't be gone long." Brother Blood promised. Walking side-by-side, and two bloodsuckers left the building

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Author's Note: I hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter. For those of you who were expecting a fight, I apologize. However, there will be some action in the next chapter. So stick around, my friends. Peace, brothers and sisters.