Chapter 2- Titans?
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Nicodemus gritted his teeth as the longboats drew nearer and nearer.
"What will we do?" asked Airlia, concerned, "There are too many… and even if we win out here, how will we prevail further inland?"
He sighed, "We'll pray… perhaps the Gods will have mercy on us…" he whipped around and faced his men, who were readying for battle, "MEN!" he addressed them, "Whatever happens, know that we are doing this for all of Greece! Know that it is the Gods will that we do this by! And perhaps, if we believe that we are truly only pawns of the greater power, they will aid us in our battle! TRUST IN IT, MEN! TRUST IT!"
A great cheer rose up from the men, when suddenly, there was a bright flash of light and everyone on the ship had to cover their eyes and look away from the brightness that outshone even the sun above their heads. When the flash subsided, five odd-looking teens were left lying in the middle of the deck.
The green one, whom we all know as Beastboy, sat up, rubbing his forehead, "Dude… where are we?"
"When are we?" corrected Cyborg, sitting up and checking his scanner to make sure all of his systems were functioning properly. When he discovered that they were, he answered the question for all of the recovering Titans, "1200 B.C."
"That would explain all of the guys in togas with swords trying to kill us…" squeaked Beastboy.
The others glanced up to find that the little green dude was absolutely right. A large group of angry Grecians surrounded them, pointing their swords at the Titan's throats.
One of them, a particularly tall and muscular Grecian, whom we know to be Nicodemus, growled something to them.
"What did he say?" whispered Robin.
"It's all Greek to me!" declared Beastboy.
The others glared at him. This was definitely not the time.
"He wants to know who we are," whispered Raven in monotone, "Here… Azarath, Metrione, Zyyynthos!"
A small, black capsule appeared in each of their hands.
"Eat those. If you do, you'll understand every language you hear for the next forty-eight hours, as well as speak in those languages fluently."
The other four did as she bade, and Robin stood cautiously, watching as the Greek soldiers followed his movements.
"We're the Titans." He announced, hiding his fear. He wasn't sure what to expect. How could the Grecians have heard of the Teen Titans? The five of them wouldn't be born for tens of thousands of years yet.
Whatever he expected, it certainly wasn't what happened next.
Every soldier dropped his weapon and fell to their knees, bowing and… worshiping them!
Their leader rose, and begged their forgiveness, "I'm so sorry my lords… I… just thought you'd be bigger. A lot bigger."
"Well… we're the Teen Titans," explained Robin.
"Oh… so you're Demi-Titans?"
"HEY! I'm not a dummy!" growled Beastboy.
Rave gritted her teeth and discreetly stomped on his foot.
"OW! …uh.. I mean… of course we are!"
"Something like that, anyway," said Robin with a grin.