An Opposite Attraction: Chapter One
Summary: I really don't want to reveal too much about this story. I can tell you that I am very excited about this fan fiction, and that it was spun off of a role-play site I'm a part of. Basically, the titans get sucked into another dimension where they meet their doubles (Beastboy meets Beastgirl; Cyborg meets Cy Gurl, ect.) It's not only the titans, though, that are thrown into this alternate dimension, but their enemies as well. Dun dun dun…
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own the Teen Titans or their characters. That would be pretty sweet though. I do, however, own a character named Max Steeler, and her double Maxx Steel. They are both characters of my original thought. In other words, don't steal.
Beastboy paced restlessly throughout the tower, pausing only to pacify the few increments of rage that swelled within him. His clenched fists sliced through the air, meeting the counter in one swift motion. It trembled in alarm.
"She lied! She remembers! Why would she say she didn't?" Beastboy yelled.
"Maybe she did it for the both of you," the empath stated dryly. "Lie for your sake, pretend for her own."
"That doesn't make any sense!"
Raven slowly brought the cup to her lips and savored a small, but heavenly taste of herbal tea. "You have to let her go."
"No," he screamed. "No," he repeated weakly. "I can't do that. I can't just five up on her."
"She has on you."
Beastboy glared at his telekinetic friend. "Screw you! You don't understand."
More than you know, Raven spoke mentally.
The changeling fled, bursting through the tower doors, too aggravated to say more. His vision blurred as he struggled to wipe away the tears. He took to the air, soaring through it with a newfound urgency. His destination was clear, and with that knowledge he pressed on like a crazed beast.
The changeling descended in altitude, hardly noticing the various structures the whizzed past. This was pure madness. All of it. Who did he think he was? Superman? Maybe not, but the young changeling would do anything, be anything, just to embrace her one last time. Hold her in his arms one second more.
A familiar sight caught his gaze. He decreased his altitude, changing from hawk to bird in a flying-running motion. He then gathered his bearings, ignoring the few bystanders backed away, dazed by this green hawk boy.
He brushed a hand through his hair hoping to tame the unruly mess. Out of the corner of his eye, blonde hair shimmered beneath the sunlight. His heart jumped.
"Terra!"
The girl did not falter, but continued walking away. She had heard that name countless times, but every time it remained unanswered. No longer part of her.
An involuntary sigh of frustration escaped the changeling. He kicked the ground and watched as pebbles scattered. He looked up at her; a determined look possessing his eyes.
"Taylor."
The girl turned. Then, realizing who had called her, she shook her head disgustedly and continued her courtyard stroll. Beastboy's eyes grew wide and he started after her.
"Terra, wait!"
She turned, catching the young hero off guard.
"Why do you keep calling me that? You've apparently learned my name, so use it why don't you!"
"I am using it."
"I already told you…"
"And I'm telling you, you're lying!"
"I'm lying," she replied in one of those "oh really" tones.
"Yeah, and I can prove it!"
Prove it? Her heart stopped, but she had to trudge on for any hope of maintaining her cover. It was probably just a trap.
"Well? I'm waiting."
He drew in a slow steady breath, "Hold out your hand."
"Hold out my hand," she laughed.
"Just do it, and I'll leave you alone."
The girl rolled her eyes and placed out her hand. Beastboy leapt into the air. Then, taking the form of a hawk, he hovered above her hand and plopped down in the form of a rat.
For a moment the girl forgot who she was. He had heard her! Tears formed in her eyes and she hurled the rat toward the ground. Beastboy barely had time to react, managing to obtain his normal form only seconds from impact.
"Dude! What was that for?" Beastboy exclaimed, rubbing his head gingerly.
"Don't you get it?" She screamed, "Can't you understand? I'm no that girl anymore! Things change Beastboy!"
"What happened to you Terra? What happened to the girl I knew? The fun-loving traveler who never gave up on life. What happened to her? What happened to the girl I loved?"
She looked at him with such eyes: cloudy eyes that reflected the bluish gray misery seen after a grave storm, teary and misty eyes. "She died."
"She couldn't have," he paused. "I'm looking at her right now."
"You're looking at what's left of her. It's nothing close to what you remember."
Beastboy was about to respond when the ground thundered beneath their feet. Both fell to their knees, giving in to the earth's wrath. Beastboy glanced at Terra with fearful eyes.
"It's not me!" She cried defensively, "I don't have powers, remember?"
The earth opened its mouth, swallowing the pair at once. They fell into utter darkness, disappearing into the abyss that enveloped them.
"What did you do Max?" Slade's voice pierced through the darkness.
Her agape mouth and blank stare revealed nothing.
"I asked you a question Max," his voice withheld warning.
She spoke as if in a trance, "I connected the alkali cord to the circuit board instead of the circuit breaker. I thought connecting it to the breaker would activate the vortex module, but connecting it to the board is what did it." She explained, clarifying absolutely nothing.
"In English Max," Slade said bitterly.
"I made a mistake. I connected the wrong thing to the wrong thing and triggered he vortex module you had me working on. It transferred everyone both programmed into the device and ein this room into another dimension."
"We're in another dimension."
Max nodded.
"You will refrain from moving if you wish to live," a voice sliced through the silence. Judging by the tone, Max figured it was a woman's voice, owned by someone close to Slade's age. "How and why are you here?"
"That is none of your concern," Slade replied calmly. "Show yourself."
"None of my concern?" the voice came back mellow. A laugh followed. "You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you?"
A woman emerged from the shadows, adorning clothes similar to Slade's. She wore no mask. Instead, her ivory hair hung loosely over her shoulders and a black eye patch covered her left eye.
"Tell the girl to back against the wall."
"I should say the same for you." He turned to Max, "don't move a muscle."
"Last warning," she snapped, drawing a metallic rod from her belt.
"I don't care what you do to me later," she said shaking her head. "I'm doing what she says."
The woman smirked, "You're here what five minutes, and she's already obeying my orders over yours, how interesting."
As Max reached the shadows, another form appeared.
"Your old man pissed Selena off. He is so going down," a young boy, about her age, commented. Max glanced over at him. His dark brown hair brushed his ears and neck. His hair was neither long nor short, but between, and had a ragged look to it. The ends were slightly tipped with light brown highlights.
"You should never attack in anger, Slade knows this, and will therefore use it to his advantage."
He smiled and caught her eyes with his own pale grey ones. "My name's Maxx," he stated, sticking out his hand.
Her own grey orbs grew side. She couldn't move, or speak for that matter. An uneasy silence spread over the pair. Maxx cleared his throat.
"This is normally the part where you give me your name."
"Max," she whispered.
"Yeah…my name's Maxx, but what's yours?"
"No, my name is Max."
"That's an interesting coincidence."
Max shook her head and glanced around the dim lit room. "I don't think it's a coincidence at all." She looked into his eyes, "You were working on something before Slade and I dropped in, weren't you. A vortex similar."
"How do you know that?"
"I was working on the same thing. I connected the alkali cord to the circuit board instead of the breaker. It triggered the device, transporting Slade and me into another dimension, your dimension, along with everyone else programmed into the machine."
"Are you saying that I'm your…"
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Selena and Slade approached one another. Both without masks. Both without fear.
"We should probably tell them," Maxx commented, watching Selena draw two knives from their sheaths.
"That might be a good idea," she affirmed, seeing Slade draw his own blade. "Before they kill one other."
Both knew the other was dead serious. They stepped from the shadows.
"Slade," Max begged.
"Step aside. You already had your chance, and you failed." He answered without mercy, keeping his one good eye on Selena.
"Selena," Maxx tried.
"Don't do something you and I will both regret," Selena answered.
"Would you listen to us for once? We figured something out!"
The metal-bender was mad, or at least not that far from being so. "This had better be important.
"She's your double! You, from an alternate dimension!"
Both adults started blankly at the teens.
"Two criminal masterminds teamed up against similar enemies. Think of what you could do," Maxx continued her thought, in an attempt to diver their attention from combat.
"They do make a decent point," Selena remarked.
"What do you say? Shall we finish the titans once and for all?"
Selena smirked, "You read my mind."