Chimera
by IronRaven
The Teen Titans and releated characters are the property of DC Comics, not mine.
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The young woman stretched in a moonbeam that filtered through the skylight. The cool light ran over her relaxed, powerful body, stroking her grey skin. It seemed to touch her cautiously, as it knew it was petting something quicker than a mongoose, more poisonous than a viper. Fingers of cold light ran over her long, maroon hair, brushing her face. A thin braid of it dropped from her left temple, two ribbons worked between the locks, one a purplish-blue, the other a shocking pink. She looked up at her celestial admirer, her eyes starbursts of fuchsia and indigo around her pupils.
She swung her long legs over the edge of her bed, fumbling for moment as she pulled up and tied her thigh high leather boots. The curves of her figure were already hugged in a sleeveless bodysuit of blackest velvet. She fastened the brushed chrome bands around her wrists, and a matching choker around her neck. A belt of many pouches went around her waist, the black leather and chrome blending into the rest of her appearance. She stood with a soft, almost feral growl, before turning back to the skylight, and blowing a kiss to the moon.
Stepping out of her room, and onto the topmost landing of the stairs, she swung herself over the edge of the railing with the ease of an acrobat. She spread her arms, wing-like, as she dropped the thirty feet to the floor, landing in a way that would have made a cat jealous.
"Morning, Daddy, Pestus." She kissed her father on the cheek and smiled at her small friend, before pulling a jug of dark purple juice from the refrigerator. As she poured a glass, a maroon lance of energy speared a bagel, impaling the prey item, and brought it to her hand while she return the jug to the fridge. She sniffed suspiciously, before glaring at the man. "You know caffeine is bad for you- it will stunt your growth."
"My dear, I am too old to have any growth left to stunt." Professor Chang set his paper down. He'd been scribbling notes and nasty comments in the margins of the technology and science section. He sipped quietly at his hot chocolate- as an old man, he'd outlived the need for all but this minor vice. "Are you going out after breakfast?"
She nodded absently as she opened the book she had been working on through meals for the past few weeks. This wasn't like the other copies of Einstein's theory of special relativy she'd read. It was easy to tell it was a copy of the original; this didn't have the math errors. A photocopied binder of Morgan la Fey's spellbook sat on top of her towel rack, while an untranslated copy of Sun Tzu's writings lay next to her bed. She was always reading. "Don't you think it's time I introduced myself?"
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Beast Boy jogged along easily, keeping pace with Raven as she took the high watch of their patrol. His keen wolf senses reached out all around him. It had been quiet for the past few weeks. He'd been able to sleep in after watching the Too-Late Monster Movie, no one had complained. As much as he liked that quiet, it had gotten old. Cheesy 50's horror flicks were starting to look the same. He was nervous, and he knew that Raven was. He wasn't going to tell her he could smell it on her, but the scent was plain.
The only good thing about it being so quiet as that Starfire had been able to talk Robin into going to visit Titans East for a few days. HE was turning into a basket case while waiting, jumping at shadows, while the crew in Steel City could use all the help they could get. Those who had stayed behind knew that they would be back in a few days, after Robin took out his nerves on a few bozos. Cyborg had joined them, eager to spend more time with the team he'd founded.
So, that left him and Raven, taking triple patrols out of sheer boredom.
"Oh, what a cute puppy." The perky voice brought Beast Boy to a halt. He sniffed- human, female, no guns, knives or explosives. She smelt of.. prune juice?
Raven landed at the sound as well. The voice was strange to her, but somehow familiar. "Hello?"
A giggle came from the shadows as a form stepped closer to them, staying out of the light. "Hello, Raven. It is good to finally see you in person."
Something didn't feel right to Beast Boy. He didn't shift back to his human form. This was wrong. The scent, it was very similar to Raven's. If he had to describe it, it would be like the difference between Starfire and her sister, but Raven didn't have any siblings. They'd asked. He growled, baring his teeth.
"BAD DOG!" A nearby fire hydrant was sheathed in maroon energy, tearing one of the side caps free. The pressure of the water bowled Beast Boy over, into Raven's legs, knocking them both down. The giggle came again as a field of maroon filled the shadows, showing with a dark light, before disappearing.
Beast Boy's mouth hung open as he stared at the place where whoever, whatever, that had been disappeared to. "I thought you were the only one who could do that."
Raven was staring to. Her voice was slightly awed, "I did to."
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Gizmo smirked as the tip of one of his legs spun, boring through the defenseless lock. Jinx had already taken care of the electrical parts of the security system. He was glad that Mammoth wasn't around- the big dope had made the mistake of robbing a donut shop with the entire SWAT team inside getting coffee. It would be at least a month before that monkey remembered he could break out of jail.
Jinx leaned against the wall, thinking of the baubles inside. She had cased the place earlier- they had a white gold tiara with a pink diamond the size of her thumb nail. She thought it would look good her. She'd sold the last of the jewelry from their last heist a few weeks ago. It was pretty, but when she looked at herself in it, she got annoyed. One day, she'd find the perfect accessory, one that wouldn't annoy or bore her.
She looked down at her partner in crime, and scowled. She started his day by throwing a camera at him; she'd found it behind a hole in her ceiling. One day, he'd try too hard to sneak a peak, and it would be his unlucky day. "What's taking so long?"
"Quit asking, foot sniffer. It's a tempered steel, so it'll be open when it opens." He was sick of this. Of hiding in flop houses and making do with three month old technology. Of Mammoth's picking and Jinx's teasing. If Mammoth hadn't been eating all the profit, and Jinx hoarding the prettiest of the stones, the last haul would have had him sitting in extradition-free Rio right now. And his legs wouldn't be squeaking. This sucked.
His head twisted towards the dead end of the alley when he heard a soft, sexy whistle. There couldn't' be anyone there, he had looked. A ripple of deep maroon light ran down the alley towards them. He sensed Jinx spring backwards as he tried to pull his leg free, cursing his luck as it jammed with a metal on metal scream, before his world started to spin on a new axis. Four revolutions, his bouncing on the pavement each time, granted him blissful oblivion.
Jinx crouched, her hands high, as she felt her back start to tingle. The voice was familiar, but it wasn't Raven. Not her voice, this wasn't her style, and she was always with her friends. "Who are you! Show yourself!"
"Aww, I'm hurt Jinxy. I feel like I've known you my whole life."
Fresh waves of magic ran down alley way, rippling over the concrete. Jinx sprang straight upward, spreading her arms and legs to brace herself against the walls of the narrow passage. She looked for her opponent, but instead she could only see lines of energy running down the walls. The maroon light numbed her nerves and caused her muscles to spasm where they touched, duping her gracelessly and painfully onto the ground.
A giggling shape somersaulted over Jinx, and then the stranger was gone. Jinx rolled over, looking at the mouth of the alley way. "That's my trick."
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The tall girl phased through the wall of the lab in mid stomp. Her father looked up from the circuit he'd been working on. "Did your meetings not go well?"
"Not go well? I'll tell you how they went." She picked up an empty flask, throwing it in her rage. As soon as it left her hand, she caught her temper, and threw her hand out at the flask. It bounced off the wall, unharmed, and landed on the ground right side up, not spilling a drop of what ever was in it. She wrapped her arms around the old man, burring her face in his lab coat. "They didn't recognize me, either one of them, Daddy. Their own daughter, and they couldn't recognize me."
Chang stroked her back, gently, holding her. "Shhhh... It will be ok, baby. They didn't know what to expect, and it was dark out. Next time, they will figure it out."
"Do you think so?"
"Of course, Kimmer. You were made from them, you are the best of both; next time they see you, they will have to recognize who you are."
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Author's notes:
Really not much to say. Origionally, Kimmer was going to be named Shimmer, but I discovered that there is actually a character from the TT comics with that name.