The Titans

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Revelations for a Generation

This is an Elseworld book and so I can't tell you where it lays in the mythos of the Teen Titans. It is in a world onto its own. I can say that it is written for everyone, but especially for those of us who had the pleasure of buying Marv and George's wonderful team.

Of course the characters are the property of DC comics and this is done all in fun.

Peace

Part 1

"The End of the Aftermath"

On a rocky bluff in the northern most area of Ireland, a battle wages. The hero of this moment in time used to be called Aqualad, the partner to Aquaman and a Titan in good standing…when there was a Titans. Like many of his friends, when the Titans disbanded he changed his name and with it came changes of his powers. Tempest was his name now and not only was he a master of the sea but an apprentice of the mystic arts. Powers that he was still learning to control.

"I've been following your path of destruction for days now and it end here," he said creating a mystical bolt that he threw at the beast he was facing.

The creature was called simply, The Black, and like it's name it came from the blackest depths of the deep over two weeks ago. It is humanoid in appearance but just barley. With a second pair of arms and it's skin a deep green/black combination it was considered grotesque at best. It also came with magical abilities that well out weighed those of Tempest.

The Black let out a screech and came back with it's own dark green bolt that tossed Tempest back to the edge of the cliff as if he was nothing more then a paper doll. He grabbed the edge of the cliff before he could be tossed over and brought himself back up. Forming a shield of sea blue around his body he came back with two bolts, using all the power he had inside himself. It hit it's target and The Black staggered back but only a bit. It's laughter was like the gurgle of a person drowning.

I can't keep this up much longer, he thought to himself as he tried to catch his breath. There's got to be a way to stop him. I've tried every spell I know and nothing is slowing him down. My will is week and it's beginning to take a toll on my body. Then it came to him like a flash…body! He had been fighting him on his terms, but there was much more to him then just his magic.

Tempest lunged at his enemy and struck him with all the physical power that he had. It worked like a charm as part of The Black's jaw went flying off his body and into the choppy water below.

How could I have been so stupid. I assumed because of his size that he would be some kind of brick but he definitely had a glass jaw. Not only that but I bet all this fresh rain water that is coming down must be weakening him.

As if the Black had read his mind, he took to running toward the edge of the cliff, trying to get to his own water, the salty and cold sea below. Tempest threw a quick spell and old tree roots came up from the ground and tripped the villain. As he fell Tempest leapt right on top of his back and with one great move grabbed his head and twisted as hard as he could. The sound was sickening as it came off into Tempest's hands. The body fell and then dissolved, the head dissolved at the same time.

Tempest laid on the ground catching his breath. Next time, he thought to himself, don't just assume that if they are over six feet they can kick your butt. He chuckled to himself at his own luck and got up. He was just about to toss the thing back in the water when the clearing of someone's throat behind him made him stop. He turned around quickly.

"You!" he said shocked to see the figure standing before him. He began to raise his arms to cast a spell but it was too late. An energy blast came from the figure and Garth was thrown back, a gaping hole now showing the inside of his chest cavity. He sputtered twice and then fell over dead.

The figure walked up and kicked him twice with his foot, just to make sure.

Wally West walked to the headstone and laid his bouquet of flowers next to it. A cold wind blew but Wally didn't even notice. All he saw was the name and the date of death."

"Raven," he whispered. "I wish there had been another way." His eyes filled with tears but he took a deep breath and wiped them away. "Oh God how I miss you. I really think I was in love with you, at least I really want to believe that. I'm so sorry that everything went down the way it did."

"Wally," called a questioning voice from behind.

He stiffened and turned to see Donna Troy-Long coming toward him with a sad smile on her face. He thanked his luck that if it had to be one of them, it was her. She was a sight for soar eyes and he realized in a second how much he had missed her; missed all of them really…well almost all of them.

"Oh Wally, it's so good to see you," she smiled warmly at him and they embraced. They stayed that way for a moment and Wally felt as though time itself was suspended. He used everything he had not to break down. He became mad at himself for the emotion he was feeling and finally pulled himself away from her.

When he looked in her eyes he saw understanding. Donna always was good at reading a situation.

"So," she said hesitantly, "How is Barry Allen's partner doing?"

"Busy as usual. The rogue's keep us hopping all the time. School is going well, too. I'm glad you talked me into giving it one more try. What about you? How is married life treating you?"

"Terry is wonderful and I've just received my teaching credentials so everything going great. Although Terry is talking kids already; I've had to slow him down a little. What about you, are you still dating that girl…Linda, was it?"

He shook his head, "Not anymore. She really needed a commitment and since things with Raven I…" he chocked up. He couldn't finish the last part of that sentence.

She put her arm around him, "I know, I know. Give it time, Wally."

"It's been three years!" he exploded as he pushed himself away. "Three years that I've been carrying around all this guilt and anger and anguish. I'm sick of it! I just want it to all go away."

Donna's voice became stern but she still held that gentleness, "It will never go away, Wally, and you know that. What happened was the darkest day of our lives, and that will never change. You've just got to find a way to come to terms with it and move on. I know it's hard, especially for you, but you've got to find a way or else Wally, you'll be stuck like this forever and Raven wouldn't have wanted that."

"I know, I know." he replied trying to catch his breath. It was taking him every ounce of energy not to start running. "Damn him!" he shouted in a last burst of anger and then began to cry.

Donna held him for a long time and finally he began to calm down. "Have you even talked to him since that day?" she asked cautiously.

He shook his head vigorously, "No, and I never will. I don't think I could even look at him again without trying to kill him."

Suddenly there was a flash of light that seemed to be every where at once. Donna let out a cry of surprise and even though he was temporarily blinded, Wally began his alteration into his Kid Flash costume. When the light ended it still tok them a second to re-adjust.

"You alright?" he asked her as he began to look around, trying to pin point where the light had come from.

"Oh Gods!" Donna whispered in horror, "Wally, look."

Kid Flash followed her gaze toward Raven's headstone and cringed at the sight before him. There was the body of their friend, their ally, lying on the ground with his chest cavity wide open. His eye's too were open and a look of utter shock was etched upon his face.

Donna moved toward the body but Wally held her back, "No, Donna, you know better. We can't touch anything, no matter how badly we want to go to him. Give me a second and I will have Barry here. Oh God I can't believe this is happening. Who would have done something like this?"

But Donna didn't answer…she couldn't.

"Red Star, over here," the young girl screamed in Russian. "Can I have your autograph!"

The young red head smiled and nodded as he walked over to her. She had beautiful dark hair and was well on her way to becoming a another beautiful Russian woman. She held out her pen and pad and he signed it with a flourish and handed it back.

He turned to leave when a voice behind him said in English, "How about me, Red Star?"

He looked back startled and an intense and narrow beam of light hit him in the forehead. He didn't even have time to scream as it burned through his flesh and into his brain. He slumped onto the ground dead as the people in the square began to look up and scream.

Dr. Light started laughing, "Yes, run you little one's. And let the world know that it was Dr. Light who killed the second Titan," and he laughed with glee.

"Hey Light, " a voice yelled from the street below. "You told us we would have a crack at him first."

Light turned and saw his fellow members of the Fearsome Five looking at him angrily, "Yes, well, sorry about that. Got a little carried away, but have no fear my friends. We have been assigned to many more of them. We will all be getting a turn." and he started to laugh as the members of the Fearsome Five looked at each other and grinned.

To be continued…

Hope you've enjoyed the first chapter of this Titans Elseworld title. Let me know what you thought.