A voice
Once there was a boy who lost his voice. He knew not where he came from nor why he looked the way he did. His name was Kid Wicked. He constantly thought of this. The sirens sounded the alarms as targets appeared on the screen. They were going to steal a huge diamond and a cursed book. They snuck in undetected, Gizmo having disabled the security. Unfortunately the Titans, who he had never fought before, came after them. There was a scuffle he attacked anyone who got to close to him, since he was the odd one out. Eventually, he turned and she turned around.
Raven.
He had never met her, but he knew ho she was.
Their lack of battle had caused everyone else to stop.
"Raven, what are you doing?"
"Who are you?" The surprise on her face. She was scared.
"Sister." The voice came out as only a whisper. There were mixed reactions.
"What the-?" metal man
"Wicked can talk?" Billy.
"He's trying to trick you, Raven." Hair boy
"What the heck?" Jinx
"Dude, that's not right." Green Dude.
"He's the do-gooder's brother?" Giz
"That's her brother?" Alien girl.
"I didn't see that coming?" See-more
"What happened?" Mammoth
"No." Raven
"Sister." The voice crackled from years of unuse.
"No!" She hit him and he jumped back. He rushed her, and they began to grapple.
"Sister."
Things began to explode and portals began to open. Their powers were beginning to mix. They pushed off of each other breathing heavy. The room fell silent once more. The Hive Five grabbed Wicked and dragged him back to their lair.
At the lair.
"Whoa, you can talk. Why'd ya never talk before?"
"I didn't feel like it."
"Sister?"
"No it must have been my mistake."
At the tower.
"That was your brother."
"No I was an only child."
"But he said."
"He was mistaken."
They were really good liars.