The Next Generation
Chapter 1: Three Strangers
It had been fifteen years since the Titans had grown up and gone their separate ways. They still talked, but the Tower remained vacant. It was a dark and tall, yet proud reminder of the heroes who had saved the city countless times before. But tonight, there was a light in the Tower. Those who knew the place would have known it came from the library. Inside, two teens sat reading. One was a boy, tall and lean with long, black hair. He was reading a spell book. The other was a girl with soft, brown hair. She snapped her fingers, and a fire formed at them so she could see to read.
The boy's name was Lucious, though no one knew his last name. Some said he didn't have one, for he wasn't human. At least not completely. Lucious was a clone, but he wasn't sure who he was a clone of. What he did know was that he trained in magic with Raven and in martial arts with Robin.
The girl's name was Tawny, daughter of Blackfire. Blackfire had died three days ago, but Tawny didn't care. She hated her mother. There was a tense feeling around the room as the two read. Suddenly, Tawny gasped. Lucious looked up. "Is everything alright?" he asked, seeing her worried face.
"Did you see that, outside the window?" Tawny asked, staring in disbelief. She thought she had just seen her mother fly by the window!
"No, I was absorbed in my book. We should check it out anyway." Lucious replied, standing up. The two walked down the long empty corridor, guided by Tawny's fire. Her power was not like her mother's. She created fire instead of Starbolts. "There it is again!" Tawny shrieked as something flew past their window. But it looked more like her aunt Starfire.
"Look outside!" Lucious replied, and pointed. Heading towards them was a boy on a motorcycle. Out of it jumped a spiky-haired teenager with green eyes and small, short eyebrows. Though his hair was black, he looked a lot like a previous Titan whose picture hung in her old room.
"Hey! What's up?" The boy asked. He wore jeans and shoes with steel lining. He also wore a red, hooded sweat shirt and a shell necklace. "So, this is where it all happened," he replied, looking up at the Tower.
"Who are you?" Tawny asked coldly.
"Not much of a welcome for someone whose parents built this place. Name's Blaze. Starblaze. But Blaze for short." The boy smiled as he watched Tawny. Tawny looked at him curiously. Who was this boy and why was he here?
