"Author's note"-------Well. This is the first fic I've done. I've read many and i figured why not make one. Hope its good. Lord knows I'll try to make it a long one. I will only right author notes to answer various questions from reviews ONLY regarding my story...unless it interest me greatly. Read and review my good people!
I do not own the titans. All the other ficitonal characters(xeph,insanity, issac, ect.) are all mine to rights.
--------------------Act 1-----------
Greenland. My home. A very cold place, generally freezing or below. Though not only is the weather there cold, it's people are too. Heartless beings. Mainly due to the goverment, which is made on slaves...like me. I am a slave. Not a slave of skin color, but simply a slave because I was poor. I was to fight over and over in an arena with others like me. As a gladiator. At first this didn't appeal to me at all. Though later I was forced to grow fond of it. Being of a young age, a mature teenager, I had many friends. Something I regret dearly. For all of them were captured as slaves, but not to fight. They are meerly hostages to insure that I was to fight without resistance. You see, i'm not just your average gladiator. I have the unique abilities which enable me to control the winds. With but the wave of my hands I can lift your feet from the earth, and soar you through the sky! A wonderful gift, but the people whom enslaved me seem to want to use my powers for other things. To profit. I am to fight using my power on other gladiators in ways to amuse the crowds. If not my closest friends die. This may seem like hell to the common man, but the common may is weak. As a gladiator weakness isn't an option. Even so, I do have one weakness... I cannot kill. Even if my friends lives are at stake. Instead, I make elaborate tricks to make it seem as though I have killed my opponent. The crowd cheers my name and the goverment is pleased with their money. They seem not to care if i kill or KO. As long as the money comes in. I despise my life. And everything I do.
"Let me guess, Demithes', another big, burly, guy?" I grumbled sarcasticly to my commander.
"Yep. You know by now, Issac, it's what the crowd loves. Seeing a smaller man overcome the big one. Gets their spirits up, ya know." He said, rubbing is fat stomach like the filthy rich man he was.
The gates opened and the crowd could be heard chanting my name. I saw the man. He had on full metal armor. Made for defence. Enough to protect a man from 10 arrows. Which was alot in my day. He was big, but by now I know size doesn't matter. I'm a big man myself. 5'11 with a body more built better than others my age.Equipped armor was made for more mobility. I had a should-gaurd. on my left. A upper-arm fancy gaurd on my right. The standard steel gauntlets, thigh and shin gaurds, and metal reinforced leather boots. I did not wear a chest plate nor skirt. They just didn't apeal to me.
I looked to my right at Demithes. He look at me with fear, though he tried not to show it.
"My staff," I beckoned with my hand.
"Here ya go," Demithes grabbed my staff off its makshift mantle and handed it to me, which I took and attached to my back.
"In case I die, which I highly doubt, I just wanted you to know... I hate you," I said smoothly with an evil glare.
He grunted and gave me a rude gesture, "Likewise."
I walked striaght out into the arena and up to face my opponent. The crowd cheered as a gust wind blew the dirt around a bit. I looked him in the face. He growled like other the others. He snorted like the others. And as soon as the gong was struck, he leaped in a vain attempt to stop me before I could take him down. Just like the others. He swung a right hook. I could have ended it right then, for he swung way to far, leaving himself open. I then went to please the crowd. I tripped the man. He fell with a gasp. In his mid fall I kneed him in the gut. He slumped to the ground and groaned in pain.
"Time to get fancy," I said, smiling.
With the raise of my right hand he was lifted from the ground and placed on his feet.
"C'mon! You can do better than this you ugly orge!" I teased.
"GrrrRRRRRRRRRR!" He growled charging me. "That last comment will be your last!"
"Oh really?" I teased yet again.
He swung his fist. A left, the right. I ducked them with ease. Mocking him with a fake smile. Anything to cheer the crowd. He gave in trying to meele with me. Instead he jumped back a little and grabbed the abnormally large axe off his back. I grinned a fake toothy grin and grabbed the steel staff from my back as well.
"That's a rather large axe you got there. Might you be compensating for someting else?" I snickered.
"Big talk for such a small man!" he roared and began to charge me yet again.
He mightily swung his axe straight down at me. I whipped up a bit of wind to slow his attack, and blocked with ease using my staff. He glared and swung from the right. Again I slowed him with my wind and blocked. Angry he began to try to swing faster, but with his large axe it was near impossible. He swung left. I ducked and came up with my staff for the final blow.
"This ends now!" I hit him hard in the jaw with a boosted attack using a gust of air.
-WHAM!-
His eyes grew wide as he fell backwards to the ground.
"Forgive me, but I never caught your name." I said looking at him from above.
"I-It's...G-Greg...uhhh." Greg then fell unconsious.
"Cheers." I laughed.
I turned to the the man siting on a throne. He was smiling cheerfully. Screaming with joy like the rest of the crowd. He stood and walked to the edge of the platform from where he sat. As if it was possible, the crowd cheered even harder. He then motioned with his hands for them to quiet. After a few moments they did. He stood for a second and looked at his small crowd in the cramped arena. He held up his fist. Everyone was dead silent now. This was the tradition. When one man was down, and the other was in positon to make the kill, the king would hold up his hand a make either one of two signs. A thumbs up or thumbs down. With his fist still held otu in front of him, he looked once more at his crowd. If he was to point his thumb up to the heavens, Greg my opponent would live. But this is not what he did.
"DEATH!" He yelled and pointed his thumb downwards...towards hell.
The crowd cheered madly. I frowned. I knew what I had to do...but I wasn't about to do it. I kicked Greg's axe away. Swung my staff into a fancy pose. Using my powers I made the winds start to circle the insides of the arena. The crowd loved it. Everything was flapping about, coats, hair, dirt and dust. It wasn't to easy to see me anymore.
"TIME TO DIE, SCUM!" I roared over the gusts of wind.
I swung my staff straight down, aiming at the man's throat. The blunt end of the staff went straight through, blood pouring from the man's impaled flesh...or so he, and the crowd thought. What I had really done is put a special blood like fluid in a tiny tube on the end of my staff to make it look impaled. All it took was to make a slight impact to set the trick off. Of course this meant I'd have to make sure I didn't hit someone in the face with that end of my rod, but tempt me. The main thing was that the battle was over. The crowd was happy, and my friends were safe. I turned from my victorious pose and face4d the king.
"There you twisted man! Your battle of evil is over!" I spat at the king.
"Do you really think your words mean anything to me?" He laughed. "Do you think talking to mean will save your..."friends", any faster. Tsk, tsk, tsk. My dear boy, they will never! ...be safe until your last battle when you die!" He spat back at me.
I glared. "Well then. Let us pray that day never comes...for me at least." At that I turned to walk to the exit gates.
At the moment there was an odd ruffle in wind. It began to pick up..faster...faster. It was becoming quite a large torrent of dust, rock, and air.
"YOU DARE OPPOSE ME, GLADIATOR!" The king roared at me over the sudden weather change.
I struggled to keep my footing. The wind was stronger than even mine.
"What the hell is going on? I'm not the one doing this!" I spoke aloud, "Could these be some surpressed power...no. I'm not doing this. I would know if i was"
Just then my feet lifted. I was being blown in circles around the arena. Higher...and higher. I looked up. The sky looked like it was falling apart! Lightning was striking rapidly. I felt a burning sensation as I neared what looked like a rip in the world. I felt like I was dieing. I grew nearner and nearer to the now very large black void. I began to panic. If I was to die right here and now, the king might slay my friends! All my work, all my hard work...would have been for nothing. I was powerless to stop my fate though. I began to loose consiousness from the wind.
"N-no...must...stay..." I let out a long breath and slipped into unconsiousness.
-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-
VRRRRROOOOOOOMMMMMM
I stirred. I was laying awkwardly on my side. I felt like hell. My entire body ached. Probably because of that void. I then suddenly remembered the void. I rolled onto my back. It hurt enormously to move. Mainly in my head. I felt like i had a migrane that would kill a horse.
"Dude. Are you alright?" Someone said. "Hello? Anybody home?" He began lightly smacking my cheek.
"Unghhhh" I groaned. "G-get...h-h-hel-help..." I managed to breath just before I began to slip back away.
"Don't worry man. I'll get some help," I heard the fading voice of the stranger say just before i went unconsious again.
The man ran to the nearest pay-phone and dialed 911. It rang.
"Hello? You have reached 911 emergency, police, center. What is the problem?" A woman on the other line said.
"Yes! Miss. I just found some boy laying in the middle of an back-ally. He was unconsious, but alive. He seems to be wearing a weid costume. A suit of armor..like a warrior."
"Where are you currently located sir?" She asked calmly.
"Ummm..." The stranger looked around. He found a street sign saying Varington Lane. "Miss, I am at Varington Lane. In the ally next to the street sign."
"Sir, if you will just wait patiently we will send an emergency team out immea---" She was cut off because suddenly the stranger started yelling off phone. The officer listened.
"Sir! Watch out! You can't just walk out into the middle of the street like that! Oh my Gawd!" There was a sudden clunk, as the stranger dropped the phone an ran to save me.
"Sir! Hello? Are you there?..." The officer got no reply. "Someone go get Dave! And send an emergency team to Varington Lane, pronto! "
Somone else at the police office spoke, "Did you say "Varington Lane? Isn't that the place the titans were heading...oh dear."
-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-
I stumbled into the middle of the street. I could barely see. I had no idea where I was. I saw things zoom past me. Trying not to hit me. Making odd, annoying, noises. I heard someone not to far off scream at me.
"LOOK OUT FOR THAT CAR!" It was the stranger.
Whatever a car was, I didn't know. All I know was at that moment I heard a very loud noise that hurt made my headache worse.
-H-HONK- HOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNKKKKKKKKKK!
-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-
"Robin, I know how to drive!" An african american cyborg annouced annoyed from the drivers seat of a titanium car said.
"Pfft! As if, Cyborg! You nearly nailed that mini-van back there!" A short, spiky haired guy teased from the back seat.
"Man! I'm telling you, I know how to---" Cyborg's eyes buldged.
"DUDE! LOOK OUT!" A green colored boy from behing passenger seat.
Cyborg slammed his foot to the break, and gritted his teeth while the other 4 passengers cringed in their seats.
Too late. -WHAM!-
The car hit me in the side hard. I flew over the front, through both wind-shield's , and out the back, tumbling down the assfault. Cyborg slowed to a stop, bursted out of the car and ran towards me. Four others followed. Robin first, dressed in a red, green, and, yellow, and black. Along with his eyemask. Then Starfire. The red head beauty garbed in a matching purple sleeveless top, skirt, elbow-high gloves, and knee-high boots. The Beast Boy. In his black and purple outfit. The final passenger to get out was Raven. A gothic beauty in a black leotard along with a blue hooded cloak. She also had a red gem between her eyes. These were the teen titans. Though they were strangers to me. All I could hope was that they were there to help me, but it seemed something was wrong.
"Dude. Look at this! He totally wrecked your car!" Beast boy exclaimed.
"BB. I hit him. It's not his fault. Did anyone see wher he landed?" Cyborg asked.
"Hold on. I'll check." Raven said as she began to foat up in the air. "Umm...guys. He's over here but..."
Everyone rushed over to see what she had found...
"Amazing..." Starfire breathed.
I lay there, on the ground in yet another uncomfortable position. I was glowing a very bright white glow. Starfire seem to think it was beautiful. I thought it was the worst thing ever. My body suddenly rose upright in standing position, my limbs dangling like I as a puppet. The titans all gasped an took a step back.
"It...burns..make i-it..s-stop..please..." I pleaded in the loudest whipser I could. I began to cry uncontrolably. The pain was unbearable. Torture. The kind of man no man ever wants to experience.
"Hold on, man. Its gonna be ok. We're gonna get some help. Rae, go call the---" Cyborg was cut mid sentence by a very strong gust of wind. It blew all the titans off their feet.
"W-what's going on!" Robin shout over the loud winds.
"I dunno. It seems to be revolving around our friend here." Cyborg answered over the roar.
This was true. All the winds converged around me in a circle. The white glow grew so bright that even through the newborn tornado, you could still make out my figure. That figure soon doubled over in mid air and started screaming like mad. I cringed and hugged my knees. Then suddenly my body shot into a cross like position. What happened next made everyone skriek in horror.
"Holy crap!" Beast boy shrieaked.
"Oh my gawd!"
"Eeeek!"
The figure ripped in two! My body just started to be torn vertically. Emitting horrific, blood chilling noise's! Then...instantly after becoming two, the halves started to buldge on one side. The buldges soon became extra limbs, torso, and head for two new bodies. The newly created figures slowly fell to the ground. The tornado instantly ceased. The white glow faded, and the creations lay in front of our superheros.
"I'm am sooo glad that white glow censored the gore." Beast boy wimpered.
"Me too. BB." Robin said to Beast Boy's left.
On the ground were two teenagers. Boys. One in a full suit of armor. The other was a wearing a leather outfit, complete with a leather trench coat, and a large tan mage hat it seemed. He face wasn't able to be seen because of the size of this hat. It was similar to that of a black mages straw hat in size. They looked un phased...
"THERE ASLEEP!" Cyborg yelled!
"No way," Robin laughed, "That must've been tough. I wonder how they can sleep so soundly after that?"
"Awwwww...after such a scene I must say, the look kinda sweet!" Starfire said cheerfully,"Dont you think so, Robin?
"Ummm...sure, star." Robin simpered. It was plain to see on his face that he wasn't that much of a guy who would notice something.."sweet".
"They don't look to beat up."
"Yeah. You're right BB. Still, lets get them to a hospital. Lets no take any chance's."
An ambulance arrived just then. The medical officers rushed out to check the sleeping duo.
"Someone must've called em?" Cyborg said, scratching the flesh side of his head.
Out of the shadows of the corner came the stranger who had found me and called 911. He looked pale as a ghost.
"I-I did, s-sis." He studdered, "I saw him laying on t-the ground in that ally over there," he pointed, " So I c-called t-the authorites."
"Quick thinking there," Robin said as he walk over to the stranger, "The ambulence will take them to get help. I'm glad to know someone was watching out for the citizens. We titans can only do so much," This said robin shook the frightened man's hand. He seemed to lighten up a bit.
"Oh poor thing," Starfire said to no one in particular," That man must've seen everything we saw."
"Well," Raven said from behind her, "At least he learn't something today."
"Raven! How could you even say somethin---"
"Hey Guys!" Beast boy suddenly said," Didn't we come downtown for a reason?"
"Oh crap!" Robin yelped," We forgot about the bank robbery!"
Cyborg look at the ambulance driving away. Just then a black van speeded by past all the other cars.
"The doctor's have got it from here. Lets get those crooks!" He said as everyone headed for the T-car.
-Screeeeechhhh-
Rubber burned as the T-car sped off down the street in a mad chase of the van.
"Ummm...Well what do ya know." The stranger simpered. Forgotten. He slowly slumped off down the street. Not to many steps though, and he turned around a smirked at the scene. "No one even saw it coming," He chuckled and walk away. Whistling a tune.
