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reasons not to die | Titans TV 2018 | 16K | R:Teen+

After the Titans defeat Trigon, the Justice League steps in to pick up the aftermath and mess left behind the unofficial group. But as their new team beings to fall apart, a guilt-stricken Rachel is left with no choice but to blame herself. Takes place after landline. MultiChap.Visit AO3 for authors notes and tags.

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Kori and Rachel

And when I can't get out of bed And I see the edge I'm slipping from the ledge And praying to gods I don't believe in for a sign Some reasons not to die and there you are

“I’m going to leave tomorrow night by the way. In case you’ve forgotten. So you know, today would be a great day for you to finally come out of that room and give me a hug!”

Kori knew there was no way Rachel could have forgotten. She tinkered with the nail tools in front of her, looking for something to add an accent to her left ring finger. This was a regular meetup for them. She came knocking on her door, shouting it was girls time. When Rachel wouldn't open she'd proceed to have girls time by herself. Very loudly. Outside her door. Talking to her while she did her nails as if she was sitting right in front of her doing the same.

"Rachel! Did you hear that? Me, your favorite person on this galaxy. Leaving?"

She let out a puff of air, rolling her eyes at no one in particular. The happy tone of their one-sided conversation contrasting with the frustration on her face. It had been weeks since Rachel decided to isolate herself from her and she was finally running out of time to fix whatever broke between them.

“I’d really like it if you could come out for the send-off. I don't think it's going to be anything too big. But I did ask Dick to pick up some of that dark chocolate cake you love so much." She perked an ear up, dark chocolate always got a good reaction out of Rachel.

Not this time it seemed.

Kori let her take on a more serious tone, "Or you know, maybe you can come with... part of the way? Zatanna said she’d tag along with us if you wanted to come.” A complete lie, but she was desperate. And after so many weeks of her self isolation, she didn't think Zatanna would refuse to go along with it. They both had something to gain from Rachel being in good spirits.

“It can be a girls trip!", she offered. Silence. Her teeth caught on her lip. Nails where almost dry, she was running out of time to force a reaction out of her.

Kori started to collect the little bottles of nail polish and tools around her, stacking them neatly into a furry purple case and pushed herself off the floor. Her freshly painted nails tapped on a tiny dome above Rachels door. She had a similar one in her room so she knew Rachel could see her and flashed her a bright and happy smile.

“I love you! I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow.” she clutched her purple case ready to leave. Was this really the best she could do?

“Gar’s coming.” It was a split second decision to mention him. A low blow maybe but she had to try. They were both important to her after all. Her 'earth babies' Shazam had referred to them as. She had loved the expression and they'd equally benefit from being in the same room again.

From inside she heard it. Something falling. Hard.

“Rachel, are you alright?" Kori rapped her knuckles on the door again as if it would coax a response. Nothing. At least the noise had been something.

"He’s just here for tonight. To say goodbye to me." Kori gave the door another rap. "Rachel?"

On the other side of the door, Rachel held her head from the floor. Her feet still up in the air and her chair underneath her. She had been leaning on a chair and had fallen at the news that Gar had been let out.

She heard one last little flutter, Kori drumming her fingernails on her door plate.

“Just thought you should know. Either way, don’t make me wait for you on the landing bay like an idiot!” she was yelling into her door camera now.

Her bright eyes and a happy smile took up the entire screen. It made the corners of her eyes sting. How could she be so happy after what they were doing to her? After they were sending her away.

Rachel watched her turn away, the sound of her footsteps fading into the JLA watchtower.

They had become guests of the watchtower shortly after the defeat of Trigon. Despite proof of their good intentions the team still had a lot to answer too. Jason, Donna, and Dove had been roped into the mess with them. A two-hour lecture Jason referred to as, 'the biggest bitching in history' was given to them after the invasive interrogations.

Kori Anders, in particular, posed a huge issue when the league took them under custody. She had become a wanted criminal and was on multiple Most Wanted lists. Dick had insisted on her innocence and that his team would have no more separations after leaving Gar in a league medical facility back on earth. The Watchtower had been the only choice for them if the league wanted to avoid accusations of harboring criminals and breaking treaties.

After an agonizing week of quarantine and questioning, they were transported to the watchtower. Batman himself had escorted them to a guest level, quickly explaining that all other levels where off limits. They had been offered indefinite housing until other arrangments could be made.

"That's code for 'until I figure out how to kill you' by the way," Jason had whispered into Rachels' ear. "The Bats kind of obsessed with contingency plans."

She turned to tell him to shut up. But the smirk she had been expecting on his stupid boyish face wasn't there. So instead she rolled her eyes at him and thought about how upset Gar would be that he had missed a watchtower tour by Batman.

"When are Dick and Gar getting here," she asked, her steady voice a clear front. She wasn't comfortable that they were currently separated, especially not after Jason's little comment. She had wanted to go along with Dick to pick up Gar. Kori and she hadn't even been allowed to visit him at the league's secret hospital. Patient confidentiality she had been told. Robin was the only one allowed to visit due to clearance.

Batman cleared his throat, "About that. We've had a complication in regards to Garfield Logan. There's been a change of plan."

"Complication?" Kori's voice sliced from across the room where she had been standing, filling the room with unsettling tension.

When Batman didn't say anything in return she made her way toward him, her long legs stalking right up to him. "I'm going to need you to elaborate on what that means."

"I'm going to let Dick explain this one." he took a step back, Kori's towering height in front of him unexpected. "He's the one that agreed to the change in arrangement."

That was almost three months ago. Dick had come back with little explanation and a few photos of Gar to justify himself. Kori had been livid and Rachel had felt too guilty to react at all. He had disappeared shortly after for a whole week, a classic move for him neither questioned it. Now he left all the time on missions with Donna, coming back in sporadically to check on her and Kori.

Rachel rolled her head away from the door Kori had just been at and let her legs flop onto the ground. As if looking away from the door would stop her mind from looking back at the memories of the past months. The chair she had fallen from dug into her lower back -- but she didn’t move.

She let herself cry silently, too tired to hold the tears back and too accustomed to the feeling of letting her body just dump out the pain. Crying had become as easy and necessary as breathing.

Kori was finally leaving and she chided herself now at her stupidity. They could have spent the last few weeks together instead of apart. The bottom of her stomach churned at the thought she’d never see her again.

It was quite common for her to think that way. The more she isolated herself the more she wished she didn't. But every day that went by without talking to Kori made it easier to tell herself she had to keep doing it. Even though she didn't want too. She was so stupid and broken.

Kori would have figured out a way to leave the watchtower if she had asked her. They could have found Gar and went into hiding. They didn't need the league. Their little family would have been enough.

Had she not been born Kori never would have left her Tamaran to come and kill her. Had she not been born Gar wouldn't be locked away. Hank. No. No thinking about Hank. That was too hard without Kori by her side. It was a selfish thought. Knowing everything that was happening to Kori was her fault and still wanting to be protected by her.

The pressure in her stomach came without warning and suddenly she was holding her hand over her mouth and crawling to the trash can. She tried not to think about what she could possibly be vomiting, only that it definitely wasn’t food.

It was over in an instant and had been dry heaving more than anything. As if all her body was trying to do was give her a quick slap for her delusional thoughts. She wiped at her mouth with her sleeve and pulled herself into the bed. It was close to three o’ clock. Therapy with Zatanna.

She shut her eyes tight and tried not to think. But all she saw was Dawn refusing to look at her. Refusing to let her apologize.

Wrapping the blanket on the bed around her she buried her face into a pillow and wept her frustration into it. Two thirty-five the clock read. She could cry a little longer.

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brotherjaybird · 7 years

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Injustice 2 Quotes

(All fake).

Just a few scenarios I dreamed up involving characters that didn’t make it into Injustice 2.

Tara "Terra" Markov

VS Deathstroke Introductions D: Well, well, if it isn't my... protege. T: Well, well, if it isn't Daddy Deathstroke. D: You were such a good study.

T: Oh, good, it's the limp fish. D: Nothing personal, but you're a liability. T: Why? Don't want me to spread it around?

T: I don't want anything to do with you. D: You have no idea what you want. T: I'll start with your head on a spike.

T: Oh, look, my teenage mistakes all in one place. D: I showed you what you could be. T: Yeah, but could you have shown me a more exciting time?

T: Garfield was right about you. The whole time. D: Ah, but is he right about you? T: ...You go to Hell.

Clashes D: So what hole'd you crawl out of? T: The one I dug myself! D: I taught you everything, brat. T: Hey, Mr. WIIILSON! This is how you PUNCTURE someone! D: I'm hard to kill. T: Hard to get rid of, anyway. T: I'm nothing like you. D: Not in the good ways. T: I'm DONE with you, Slade! D: You act like a hunted animal. VS Cyborg Introductions C: Man, if it isn't just a parade of unexpected faces. T: What, you see any other ghosts of your past? C: If I didn't know better, I'd say you look a little green.

T: Well, look who's outta the hospital! C: Don't pretend you care, witch. T: Hey, I care! Wasn't even gonna mention that new car smell.

Clashes T: Tell me where you saw Garfield! C: What, the ex got you all hot and bothered? C: Do you know why he did this to me? T: I bet you got in Garfield's way.

VS Raven Introductions T: Oh, look who it is, the one-woman pity-party. R: The advice of loved ones should not be cast aside so lightly. T: Ugh. Why does Gar care so much about your opinion?

T: Wow, and people called me a traitor. R: You mock only because you do not comprehend. T: Chicken Soup called! They want their sob story back.

Clash R: You broke Garfield's heart. T: You should let him off the leash./Oh, so he's "Garfield", now? T: Not so sexy on the inside, are you? R: I will carve out your tongue!

Rachel "Raven" Roth

VS Dr. Fate Introductions F: Wherefore does the Princess of Perdition step into the domain of Fate? R: Order is order, regardless of the binding. F: Trigon's fickleness has caused untold disaster.

R: You know of the Changeling's and Terra's arrival. Speak. F: The fault lines of reality are shifting. R: I see why Gar hates it when I don't give a straight answer.

R: You will yield your secrets to me, willingly or otherwise. F: You know nothing of my arts. You cannot hope to defeat me. R: I'm a quick study.

Clashes F: The cosmos must have order! R: Then we have no quarrel. F: The lords of order speak true. R: Not even you believe that. R: Give me the knowledge I require. F: I do not serve tyrants. R: So the helmet feeds more lies to you? F: You know nothing of these matters!

VS Changeling Introductions R: You-- you're alive? C: Surprised to see me, Rae? R: No. Illusion or Delusion, you shouldn't be here.

R: So there is some truth to your story. C: Don't worry, it weirds me out, too. R: **giggles** It does my heart good to see you, Garfield Logan.

C: So, do I pass the Official Titan Test? R: I see naught but doom in you. C: 'Course you do, Rae. I'm a Patrolman, too.

C: So you never mentioned you were living with your Dad again. R: Your safety is guaranteed here. I mean it. C: Enough to fight him if you have to?

R: So. I see you reject my hospitality. C: The fancy cell in Castle Trigon was nice, but I'm homesick. R: Garfield, I cannot allow you to confront her.

Clashes C: Loser buys lunch? R: Are you ever serious? R: Forever putting your head into the lion's jaws. C: Too bad for the lions, huh? C: Our line of work is always dangerous. R: I will not abide the loss of another friend. R: I can't lose anyone else! I won't! C: Raven, I've got to go now! R: You can't leave! NOT AGAIN! C: I'm gonna miss you, too, Rae.

Garfield "Changeling" Logan

VS Cyborg Introductions Cy: You, there! Freeze! I order you to back it up! Ch: Whoa, chill! What's wrong? Cy: You're wearing a dead man's face.

Ch: Wow. You guys are serious about this Regime thing. Cy: I know it's not easy to understand, Gar. Ch: The only thing I don't get is how you're the good guys.

Ch: You just got outta the hospital, Vic. Cy: None of this woulda happened if you hadn't broken out. Ch: I've got bigger worries than the New World Order.

Clashes Cy: You've got some explainin' to do. Ch: Wish I could, Victor. Ch: Why can't you leave it alone? Cy: You wouldn't come peacefully! Ch: You gotta understand this ain't personal. Cy: It feels pretty damn personal.

VS Atrocitus Introductions A: You'd make a fine addition to the Corps. C: I've already served with two outfits. Three just seems greedy. A: Ahh, then I must be imagining Nekron's influence.

Clashes A: You reek of the unliving. C: I could really use a shower.

VS Mento Introductions M: So you've finally come back to the Patrol. Must be looking for some real action. C: I certainly didn't come back for the memories. M: Heh. It's certainly been gloomy without you.

C: The gauntlets are new. Something to balance the helmet? M: And what's wrong with the helmet? C: Oh, my God, Dad.

M: Things have changed since you've been gone. C: I... I heard I have a sister, now. She a good kid? M: Holly adores your every story.

C: It's weird to think I got my start here. M: You were wasted on the Titans. C: Heh. Didn't know you cared.

M: And when were you going to tell me? C: I was hoping I wouldn't ever have to. M: I'm your father. I know when you're lying to me.

Clashes M: You have no DISCIPLINE! C: YOU HAVE NO HEART! M: How can you expect to save the world? C: I just want it to be worth saving! M: If you have a job to do, then DO IT! C: You say that like it's easy! C: Would you just LAY OFF? M: Get your head in the game! C: I'm not afraid of dying! M: Because you're Doom Patrol!

VS Terra Introductions T: Don't try to stop me, Logan. It won't work. C: Sheesh, what's gotten INTO you? T: They call it a heart of stone.

T: Doctor, doctor! I feel the madness coming back! C: Cut the crap, Tara. You know exactly what you're doing. T: God, you would've been so good at roleplay.

C: If you don't stop, people are going to get hurt. T: It was 'people' who ruined my life, Garfield! C: You can stop this before it gets worse, Tara!

T: Why? Why are you so persistent? C: Time's up, Tara. We've got to go. T: I am not going back. You can't make me!

T: What kind of animal can come back to life? C: I made the arrangement to bring you back. T: Oh, now I get it! You're just a lapdog.

C: I thought that diamonds were a girl's best friend. T: Not since I created the Lazarite crystals. C: Yeah, thing is, Nekron calls that grand larceny.

Clashes C: Kicking up another fuss, Terra? T: But you know I'm noisy at night! C: I'm begging you, Tara! Stop it! T: God, I love it when you beg. T: I've got the madness in me! **cackle** C: You're not crazy, you're just blind. T: The world won't love you back, Garfield. C: It's not the world I'm worried about. C: It's time to go back, Tara. T: NO! I am not dying again! T: Tell Nekron he can kiss my ass! C: We can tell him together.

VS Black Hand Introductions BH: And what would the Red's orphan child seek of Nekron? C: The opportunity to hunt down a lost soul. BH: To act in service of death? Intriguing.

C: So I get a whole week to get the crystals back, right? BH: Fail to obtain them, and the unliving hordes will follow. C: So that's the catch.

BH: You destroyed the Lazarite crystals! You deceived Nekron! C: He don't know me very well, do he? BH: There will be nothing left of you for Heaven!

Clashes BH: And what drives you to serve Nekron? C: My beasts just want to hunt again. C: So Nekron has no interest in the stones? BH: Nekron’s plans are no concern of yours! C: And I can't ask for help? BH: We thought you a mighty hunter! BH: MONGREL! VERMIN! CUR! C: Ain't I a stinker?

#dc comics #injustice #injustice 2 #beast boy #terra #raven #cyborg #deathstroke #mento #black hand #teen titans #regime #bbrae #bbterra #doom patrol #my work #my writing

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dcmultiverse · 3 years

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Ryan Potter as Gar Logan/Beast Boy in Titans 3.12 'Prodigal'

#titans #gar logan #beast boy #titansedit #beastboyedit #dctvedit #dcedit #ch: garfield logan #tv: titans #tv #gif #mine #by rafael

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loubuggins · 7 years

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EKNQ: Ch.2 A Family Matter

Eight Years Ago

The middle-aged women, dressed in a simple blue sun-dress, leaned her petite frame against the kitchen counter of her home. She winced slightly at the pain of her stomach pressing onto the counter's edge, but she leaned further in, and used her hands to lift herself up to have a better view past the window. On the other side of the grass, far out on top of a nearby hill, she could just make out the small silhouette of her daughter hovering above the ground.

"Raven?"

The familiar sound of her name stole her attention away from her daughter, and over to the jade-skinned man that had called for her. Before she could turn around to address him, she felt his strong, lean arms wrap themselves around her thin waist. His broad chest pressed against her slender back, and he rested his chin on her exposed, pale-grey shoulder. Instinctively, she leaned back off the counter, and into his embrace, allowing her slim fingers to fall over his calloused hands. The man behind traced back her stare toward the little girl meditating outside.

"Are you spying on her again?" He asked in an accusing voice.

"I'm not spying." She insisted. "I'm observing."

He let out a chuckle at her expense. "That's what you keep saying, Rae, and yet I still don't see the difference between the two."

Raven huffed in annoyance. "Alright, fine, I'm spying. Happy now?"

"Ha! I knew it!" he straightens his back, a large grin spreading across his face. Raven slapped his hand playfully.

"Shut up, you big green lug! I'm her mother, and I have every right to spy on my daughter, so don't judge me."

"Oh, don't worry Rae! I judged you a long time ago."

The women in his arms rolled her eyes ay her husband's childish antics.

"In all seriousness, though, you really shouldn't be spying on our daughter."

Raven turned herself around without breaking his embrace. Her face falling into its signature monotone, but her violet eyes shined with worry.

"I need to keep an eye on her, Gar. What if something happens to her? One of us should be ready to protect her." She voiced her concern.

"Rae, even mama bears let their cubs out of their sight every now and then. This place has some of the best magic, warding, and protection around and no dumb-ass villain, demon and anything in between is getting in here anytime soon."

Raven wanted to believe him, but his words did nothing to ease her fears. "I understand that she is safe from the outside world, at least for now, but what worries me is keeping her safe . . . from herself." She admitted while looking down in shame.

"Is this about what Landon said to you?" Garfield growled as he thought of the well-dressed demon that had showed up unannounced early that week, the only reason he was allowed to come around was because he had been invited. Raven had told him of the conversation she had with his majesty. Garfield and Landon had always had a bit of a strained relationship. The King of Hell had his own agenda, and Garfield was not a fan of being kept in the dark when it came to the welfare of his family. Sure, he owed the businessman for saving the life of his mate and cub . . . . a couple of times . . . okay a lot, but Landon had been a-wall before that. The Logan's had begged Landon to help them defeat Carnus, but it seemed killing Carnus did not fit well with the demon king's agenda. That was, until something changed that night in Mexico, and what really bothered him was that Landon had left just as he came, quickly and without explanation. Now he shows up again, in typical Landon fashion, and pleads for Garfield's child. Yeah, Landon was not on Garfield's top list of favorite people right now.

Raven closed her eyes, trying and failing to hold back the tears that formed in her amethyst irises. She gave the man before her a weak nod.

"Oh, Raven my love, don't do this to yourself." Garfield begged as he pulled her body closer to his. He had one arm wrapped securely around her thin waist, and the other around her shoulders, his hand gently petting her lilac locks. He could feel a warm wet spot form on his shoulder as her tears soaked his red and white jump suit. He placed a tender kiss on top of her head, and whispered sweet nothings into her silky hair.

"It's not your fault, Rae."

"But what if he's right?" She sobbed. "What if everything I'm teaching her is only pushing her further away into the darkness? What if my mother was right to lock me up and thrown away the key? Maybe Arella should go with Landon. Maybe the real threat to her safety...is me." Raven's outburst caused multiple objects around the house to fly around or combust, as her magic swirled around the small safe-house. Neither paid much mind to the destruction her powers were causing.

"Raven, look at me." The changeling growled as he gently pinched her chin and tilted her head up to face him. Tears ran freely down her pale cheeks, and Garfield had to hold back his own whine at the sight of his upset mate. "After all these years of being with you, I have to come to learn many surprising facts about you. You talk in your sleep. You don't let your food touch. You take really long showers."

"Get to the point, Garfield." The sorceress sniffled.

"Heh, right. My point is, perhaps the worst thing about yourself, is that you can't help, but be your own worst critic. You are always so quick to fall into this spiral of self-doubt, and it pains me every time I must watch you do that to yourself. You aren't perfect Rae, not even close, but to me, you're better than perfect. You are the most beautiful, humble, and caring person I know. It's those things that Arella needs right now, and no one, especially that emotionless shark in a suit, can teach her those things better than you."

A small smile formed on her full lips." That was a wonderful sentiment, Gar," She spoke softly. "But there is one problem. You can't teach beauty."

Garfield chuckled at her. "I meant, beauty on the inside. My girls don't need help in being beautiful on the outside." He winked at her, causing a blush to rise up her tear-stained cheeks.

"Watch it, before you go and ruin this moment." She mumbled as she buried her head in his shoulder once again.

"Hey, I made the moment, I can ruin it." The shapeshifter teased.

"And there it is. Moment ruined."

Garfield laughed once again, and Raven couldn't stop the amused smile that showed up on her face.

"I love you, Raven." He cooed as his laughter died down, and he became serious once more.

"I love you too, Gar." She returned, then moved herself so that she was hugging him from the side and looking back out the window, towards their mediating daughter. Her face resuming its worried gaze. "What happens if we can't be there to protect her?"

Garfield gave her arm a comforting squeeze as he followed her gaze. "Then someone else will."

Present Day

Arella heaved an enormous sigh of relief. "Not right now, Landon, I'm busy." The young women turned her back to the King of Hell as she used her powers to finish burying the body of Mr. Cassidy.

"I can see that," he began walking around her staring down into the hole, "Late night gardening?" She ignored his comment, so he began sauntering around clearing, "So how many victims does this make-"

"He's not a victim!" Arella snapped, "He's a criminal, there's a difference." She grumbled under her breath as she finished with the hole.

"And yet, who here is committing a crime?" Landon laughed devilishly.

She huffed turning away from him and crossed her arms, "I lost my temper, okay."

Suddenly he was in her face, looming over her by at least a full head. Her breath hitched in her throat at his close proximity, his dark eyes staring into her amethyst pools, his voice low and sultry as he spoke to her. "Now, darling, we both know that isn't true. I can see it in your eyes. I've seen that look for centuries. You. Enjoy. It."

It took her a few moments to get her breath back, "Look, this creep has ruined countless lives and has threaten me and my family. I did what ultimately had to be done." She looked away from him, attempting to conceal her blush. Wait, blush? Why was she blushing?

"Oh really? And why not just hand him over to the police, hm? Why kill him instead of sending him to adult daycare, or prison as you mortals call it."

Her eyes glowed a dark green, "Because men like him, don't deserve to live." She stared back at him, meeting his dark gaze. Her voice laced with a demonic presence.

A smirk twitched at the side of his lip, but even he had to acknowledge the shiver that ran down his spine. "I like your answer. Only one teeny, tiny problem with that. You can't just go around killing mortals, simply because you think they deserve it." He said with a tap of her small, pale nose, causing another blush to appear on her cheeks, but a scowl to form from her mouth.

"I don't kill just any mortals. Only the really bad ones."

"I see, then any reason why there aren't any 'super villains' among your collection?"

"Well I can't just go around killing those that the league knows about." Her hand slapped over her mouth as soon as she realized what she just admitted to.

"Is that so?" The king smirked knowingly. "Well if you're doing the right thing then why not let the League know?"

Arella growled, her razor-sharp teeth glistening in the moonlight, and eyes a blood red. "Why are you here?"

There it was again, the shiver. "Right." He said as he straightened his tie. "Well as the king of Hell, it is my job to make sure the balance between good and evil stay, well balanced. And unfortunately, you little birdy, are tipping the scale ever so slightly, which is bad for business. How do you think I found out about you and," he gestured to the make-shift graveyard around him, "this? Your new friends have graced my kingdom with their presence ahead of schedule. A few here and there is fine, but to many and I have to intervene."

Arella settled slightly, but still maintained her hard glare. "And that's my problem, because?"

Landon got closer to her, "Because, I am a business man, and you, my little bird," he pinched her chin and lifted her head slightly, "are becoming a liability. And I don't take kindly to liabilities."

Instead of allowing herself to get flustered, she decided to play along. "And what are you going to do," she said in her best teasing tone, her pale finger tracing the lines of his suit coat, "all powerful king of demons, ruler of all things evil, fancy suit enthusiast? Send me to Hell?"

"Why yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do." Landon deadpanned as he released her chin and took a couple steps back.

Her playful tone vanished. "Wait what?"

"Relax, darling, you aren't going to Hell as a prisoner. You'd go as my honored guest." Her confusion told him to elaborate. "You see, I have job opening that needs filling, and who better to fill it than a lovely lost soul like yourself."

She rose a brow in disbelief, "Isn't that what Drake used to do?"

He shrugged, "Once upon a time, but he's retired now, and made that clear . . . painfully clear. Bottom line is that you'll work for me, and I'll have a new assistant and I'll be able to keep a better eye on my adorable little liability." He winked flirtatiously, once again provoking an involuntary blush from the sorceress. "It's a win, win for me."

The game was back on, "And why should I accept?"

"Well you'll get benefits. Full dental, medical, a 401K, and every Friday is 'wacky tie day'."

"Sounds like a dream job." She muttered, meeting his sarcasm.

"Well you would be able to learn how to properly use that better half of yours." He through in causally.

Now he had her attention. "Are you saying you can help me suppress it?" Just asked hopefully.

He closed his eyes and shook his head in frustration. "Look darling, the whole 'conceal, don't feel thing' trope doesn't agree with me.

She snorted a laugh, "Wow, Landon. Never pegged you for a 'Frozen' fan."

He narrowed his eyes, "You'd be surprised. Anyways, I am saying I can help you control it. Suppression doesn't work, when really you should be learning how to use that power to your advantage. Each time you push your demon away, it comes back twice as hard. You keep this up, and you'll be the next 'Titan's Most Wanted'." He approached again, "Listen, I know this is a big decision for you, so I'll let you sleep on it. But do take my advice, love. Don't deny who you are. You're a demon, and who better to teach how to be one than the king of demons himself?"

With one last wicked smile, Landon snapped his fingers and everything went black.

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Beep! Beep! Beep!

A small cloud of black magic consumed the small, old fashion alarm and within seconds the little device combusted into hundreds of tiny pieces. The source of that magic, a petite, pale-grey women, shifted in her queen-sized bed with a loud groan. As the tired women tried to fall back into unconsciousness, a loud knocking could be heard from her bedroom door. The young women let out another groan, and buried her face into her pillow in an attempt to drown out the sound.

"Arella, it's Chloe, time to wake up sleepy head!"

Arella heard the cheery voice of her best friend from the other side of her door. She turned onto her side, lazily mumbling "Five more minutes." Luckily, Cloe's dragon hearing could pick up on her muffled words.

"It's ten in the morning, Ari. The others thought you were dead."

At the sound of the word dead, Arella's eyes snapped open in fear. She quickly sat up and through off her thick covers to reveal her blood-stained clothes, the mask still on her face. Trying to hold back her panic, she jumped out of bed and ran over to her closet.

"Alright, Chlo, just give me a minute!" She called over to the door as she began to strip herself of the soiled garments.

"No way! I know you too well to fall for that one! You're just going to fall back asleep as soon as I leave."

"No, I won't!" Arella denied. "Use your ears, I'm getting dressed as we speak."

There was a short pause as Chloe pressed her ear onto the cold metal door. Knowing she was listening, Arella made sure to be unnecessarily loud while dressing herself.

"Alright, fine, but I'm still waiting here until you finish."

With a huff, Arella wrapped a clean, green cloak over her body and clasped the locket on the front, holding the fabric together. She then floated over to the door, and used her powers to slide it open. The familiar image of the slightly taller, pink-haired girl stood outside waiting for her. Chloe's crystal-blue gaze took her in.

"You look awful." She blurted out.

Arella's face fell at her friend's bluntness. "Gee, thanks."

"Well sorry, but it's true. I mean just look at your hair, it looks like a rat's nest up there." She said as she motioned to Arella's tangled purple locks. "Not to mention you smell like legit death." She said with revulsion as she wrinkled her nose.

Arella tensed, but when she met the dragon knight's gaze, she knew she did not mean anything by her choice of words. Swallowing down her anxiety, Arella decided to play along.

"Yeah, well at least I don't smell like a swamp."

Chloe narrowed her eyes. "It's the lake, a forest, and a roaring flame . . . . my mom would say."

Arella snorted at her. "It's a swamp Chlo."

The two girls continue their conversation as they walk down the hall.

"Hey, just a heads up, everyone is pretty on edge today."

Arella shrugged. "What else is new."

Chloe shook her head, "No, you don't understand. That mystery guy struck again last night. Took down all of Cassidy's men and Cassidy himself is at large. Although, police report says they found a lot of his blood at the scene. I'm convinced he's dead. All the guys Mr. Mystery captured have never been discovered. Logic says it's because they are all dead. Although, Impulse thinks they are…"

Arella stopped listening. Her mind was too busy replaying the events of last night. The sound of their screams, the look of absolute fear in their eyes, the metallic taste of their sweet, hot, sticky blood.

"Arella!"

The sound of her name snapped her out of her thoughts. Arella violently shook her head clear of the memories, and blinked over at Chloe, who was staring at her oddly.

"Sorry, what'd you say?" Arella asked.

"I asked you what you thought, about the mystery guy thing. Did you just ignore everything I told you? And what was up with that smirk?" Chloe questioned accusingly, her hands falling to her hips.

"Kind of." Arella admitted. "Sorry, Chlo, but my head isn't quite ready for social interaction."

Chloe's sharp glare softened into a sympathetic gaze. "Was it another nightmare?" She asked softly.

Arella was surprised for a split second, but then she remembered her go to excuse for her exhausted state. She gave her friend a brief nod. When she asked to talk about it, Arella declined as per usual. Chloe knew her friend would open it up when she was ready, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Anyway, Cass and your sister are pretty pissed because of this guy, so just gird your loins."

Arella gave her friend a grateful nod. "Thanks, Chlo."

With that the two girls entered the common room, where everyone was chowing down on their breakfast. Just as Chloe said, Cass and Maria were seated next to each other, going over the police report concerning the murders at the Cassidy residence. Arella could practically choke on the frustration that rolled off her two leaders. Over at the other end of the table, the boys were sharing different theories as to who the mystery person could be.

"What if it's Slade, back from the dead?" Impulse offered.

"No way, dude! Slade hasn't been in the picture for decades. Besides, attacking sex-traffickers isn't really his style." Reed objected.

"Oh, like you know his style? You said it yourself, the guy's been gone for over twenty years."

"Yeah, but unlike you, I actually spend time in the library."

". . . . We have a library?"

Arella rolled her eyes at the boy's pathetic banter. Chloe left her side, and went to sit back in her spot next to Maria and Reed, an empty chair in between her and freckled boy. Arella continued over to the kitchen counter, where she proceeded to make herself a cup of green tea. The other's seemed to be lost in their own conversations to pay her any mind, which she was quite grateful for. It wasn't until she was taking her seat in between Reed and Chloe, full cup of tea in hand, that someone decided to acknowledge her.

"Oh, hey Ari, who do you think the guy is?" Bart asked from across the table. All eyes turned to her, and she had to fight back the urge to scream. Instead, the sorceress sent the speedster a cold glare.

"Don't call me Ari, and I don't care." She said pointedly, before taking a small sip of her tea.

"Well I'm still convinced it's someone we know." Bart announced proudly, ignoring Arella's attitude.

Reed shook his head, his shaggy auburn hair falling in his face. "I say it's a new guy. Maybe a metahuman we haven't seen before."

"Excuse me!" Chloe interjected. "Who said it had to be a guy?"

Bart rolled his eyes at her. "Don't go turning this into a feminist thing."

"I'm not. I'm just saying, it could be a female." Chloe clarified.

"What do you think, Arella?" Reed's question took the reclusive girl by surprise. She looked up from her tea mug, with a confused expression.

"Huh?" She asked.

"The mystery person. Do you think they are male or female?" Reed asked again.

"Oh, uh…" Arella cast a nervous glance over to Maria, who was now eyeing her and awaiting her answer. She then glanced over to Chloe, who was watching her expectantly.

"Definitely a male. A woman could never overpower that many guys."

Her answer had a mixed reaction. Bart looked smug, while Chloe looked disappointed. Reed just looked at thoughtful, and Maria just continued to eye her younger sibling.

"I agree with Arella." Reed stated out of nowhere.

Everyone rolled their eyes at the foolish boy. "Of course, you do. You agree with everything she says." Bart teased the poor boy. The fire-wielder huffed in annoyance.

"I do not!"

Over on the boy's shoulder, the little fireball flashed brightly. "Even your little fire thingy agrees me." Reed blushed and looked the other way, mumbling something incoherent under his breath.

"I wouldn't be so quick to rule out possibilities, Arella." The teens all looked over to Maria, who was still staring at the young empath. "This person, whoever he or she is, appears to be metahuman, meaning this person could easily be a female."

Arella forced herself to meet her sister's emerald gaze, her fear threatening to bubble over. Arella repeated her mantra in her head, desperately trying to calm her emotions. She watched as her sister's mouth fell slightly, a sign she was scenting the air. Maria's dark green eyes narrowed, and Arella knew she had caught her fear-scent. She prayed to whoever was listening that Maria wouldn't say anything.

The other's around them seemed to be blissfully ignorant to what was happening right in front of them. Arella felt a pounding in her chest and head, and her mouth became dry and sticky. After what felt like a century, an unexpected savior came to Arella's aid.

"Okay Titans, breakfast is over! Everyone meet in the gym in five!" Wonder Girl announced, before flying off toward the elevator. Bart, Reed and Chloe all stood up and began clearing the table. Arella and Maria continued to stare at one another, before Maria finally broke her gaze with a shake of her head. "Go on, Ari, don't want to leave your teammates waiting."

Arella blinked at the older women, but then hesitantly stood up and carried her mug over to the sink, where she poured out the remaining liquid, then followed her friend to the elevator. All while Maria's stern glare never left the back of her head.

Cassidy Cabin

In the form of a pale green chipmunk, Maria scampered into the Cassidy Cabin, shifting back to her normal form as soon as she was inside. She opened a small pocket dimension with her powers and grabbed the police report. How the police could clean up the crime scene, take photos and gather evidence this quickly was a mystery to her, but she wasn't arguing. This person who was killing off these criminals was nothing more than your average, run of the mill serial killer and had to be treated as such.

She prayed she was wrong though.

She opened the file going to a particular photo of the blood bath and something that stuck out to her when she and Wonder Girl were going over the photos earlier. Sometimes demons leave behind a trail of sulfur, why, no one really knew, but Azarathian demons left behind a trail much stronger. A black and blue glittering powder that no one would look twice at, but she would.

Over at the door that led to the kitchen there was still a small pinch of the odd powder against the doorframe that hadn't been clean. With gloves on her hands she rubbed her fingers against the power and took a sniff.

" . . . No . . " it was a familiar scent. It had to be a coincidence. Maybe some of the powder got onto him from the attack earlier, yeah, that's what happened. Before she decided to leave she caught something out of the corner of her eyes. Something underneath the couch that she the police hadn't found. She took it in her hands, a small smashed up, security camera.

Titan Headquarters, Washington D.C., USA

A medium-sized, obsidian portal opened in front of the towering T-Shaped building. Stepping out of the portal, Maria looked around to take in her surroundings. The Titan Headquarters was founded by her mother, father, and several of the original Titans back in 2011 – 31 years ago. The place made you feel like you were Marty McFly stumbling into the future for the first time. The most modern and superior technology was made inside this very tower. As Maria walked up the stairs that led to the entryway of the building, she passed by many familiar faces of her fellow Titans. Being that she had green skin and pointy ears, it was hard for her not to stand out, even in a place full of metahumans. By now though, she was comfortable in her own skin, and was used to lingering eyes. She was, after all, the daughter of two founding Titan's.

As she walked in, she was instantly greeted by five humongous statues. Each a monument to the Titan they replicated. It was strange and intimidated to see her parents amongst the five, staring down at her as if they knew who she was and why she was here. She quickly brushed it off and stomped past the grand decor. She made her way over to the elevators, and thanked God for it being empty. Although, her prayers were too soon, because right as the doors began to close, a speedster swooshed past them and made it in.

"Floor 6 please." Came the peppy voice of the young, pink-haired, female speedster. She glanced over in Maria's direction, but had to do a double take once she noticed who it was she had intruded on. "Oh, my gash! Maria, what are you doing here?" She asked as she zoomed up to the slightly older women and trapped her in a tight embrace.

"Hey, Janet." Maria greeted politely, but was inwardly cringing. This was the very type of encounter she was hoping to avoid. Last thing she wanted was for leadership to know she was here, and by leadership she mainly means Mom and Dad. Janet released her from her hug and began bouncing up and down, rocking the elevator. The animals in Maria's mind did not appreciate this.

"Janet, stop bouncing!" Maria scolded while having her back pressed up against the wall, claws scratching the blue-painted walls.

Janet stopped what she was doing, and instead decided to tap her foot like the rabbit from Bambi. "Sorry, M! Superfast heartrate, remember? Gotta stay moving!" She spoke swiftly and sporadically, which quickly gave Maria a splitting headache.

"So, what brings you to HQ? I thought you were mentoring a group of TT's back at Titans West?"

Before Maria could respond, the spunky pinkette spoke again.

"Oh, are you in trouble?" She taunted with a mischievous smirk. "What did you do this time? Threaten to eat one of the kids again? Get in another fight with your sister?"

Maria's eyes fell to the floor at the mention of her sister.

"Oh, you did! Give me all the dirty deets!" The young women said excitedly.

"I did not get into another fight, Janet, and I'm not in trouble. In fact, I would appreciate it if you not mention I was even here." Maria growled softly.

"Why not?" The speedster/sorceress tilted her head in confusion.

Maria had been around for a good chunk of time now, and she had been in the superhero work all her life, so coming up with lies on the fly was anything, but a hardship for her. "Because I'm just here to visit Susan and I rather the leadership not know I abandoned my post in doing so."

This seemed to please the short gossiper. "I gotcha! Don't worry, M, your secret is safe with me." Her bright pink eyes dropped down for a moment and landed of Maria's purse that hung over her shoulder. "Hey, since when did you carry around a purse?" The cheerful speedster asked as she pointed to the offending object by Maria's side. Maria subconsciously pulled the bag closer to her, a quick comeback playing on her lips, but before she could respond, the elevator dinged and the doors opened on the 6th floor. "Guess this is my stop. Nice seeing ya, M! You'll have to stop by more often!" She said as she sped away out of sight, but as quickly as she left she zoomed back over just outside the elevator and called out, "Oh, and say hi to Marky for me!" With that the doors closed again and as Maria waited to arrive on her floor and for the headache she had acquired to go away, she couldn't keep from wondering why a certain daughter of Jinx and Flash wanted her to say hi to her twin brother – Marky?

The elevator dinged once again, and the doors opened to reveal the open-concept floor of the Titan Research Laboratory. Created by none other than Maria's adoptive uncle, Victor Stone otherwise known as Cyborg. The lab was state of the art and was the birthplace of some of the most advance weaponry in the world. Maria vaguely remembered the controversy that had come up not long after this place was built. Every military in the world wanted a slice of the pie, as it were, and the Titans became deeply divided by the issue. Cyborg thought it was his patriotic duty to hand over weapon designs to the U.S. government. Nightwing wanted to sell the designs in order to help fund Victor's "science experiments" as he often referred to them. Maria's parents, the legendary Changeling and Raven were adamantly opposed to the whole idea, and at one point wanted the whole thing to shut down. Maria was only a toddler during those days, but she remembered not seeing very much of her favorite uncle and cousin that year. It was settled upon that any Titan Technology would remain in the hands of Titans only.

Today, the lab was more focused on enhancing metahuman powers, than building an arsenal. Metahumans from under the globe would come here to learn more about their powers and how to properly wield them. Basically, adding science to the traditional training methods, making them all far more powerful than they could have imagined. It was an ingenious idea, and Maria was proud to say it was all led by her best friend and adoptive cousin, Susan Stone.

Maria had walked through the lab, eyeing all the different kinds of experiments taking place around her. It took her a while before she finally came to a door marked "Susan Stone: Head of Research and Development." Maria smirked at the big shot title and decided to bring back an old joke between them.

The tall, slender frame of a brown-skinned, dark-haired beauty sat behind her wide, metal desk as she typed away on her holographic computer. She was humming to herself, the large white wings on her back twitching the beat. Suddenly, she felt the air pressure drop and saw a familiar black hole form over her door. Stepping through it was a woman wearing a dark violet and lime-green suit, with short green hair and emerald eyes.

"Holly Heisenberg! What the hell, Maria? You know how much I hate it when you do that!" Susan exclaimed as she threw her hand over heart to calm herself down, and starred pointedly at her visitor.

Maria simply grinned and walked up closer to her friend's desk and took a seat in front of it. "Which is exactly why I have to do it." She teased.

"Ha. Ha. Laugh it up. As soon as you leave, I'm requesting a ward for my door!" The woman behind the desk said with a playful smirk.

"Yeah we'll see about that." Maria's grin faded to a frown as she cast her eyes down at the bag in her lap.

"I'm guessing you didn't come all this way just to scare to crap out of me, right?"

Maria nodded her head. "Yes, unfortunately this isn't one of those visits. You know about that human trafficker my team had been tracking, down right?

"Yeah, Marcus Cassidy, right? Have you guys kicked his butt yet?"

Maria's gaze fell once again to the bag. "Well, not exactly."

Susan titled her head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

With a heavy sigh, Maria explained everything that had happened in the past 24 hours. The only detail she was not yet ready to share was the fact that she caught her sister's scent at the crime scene.

"And I found this on the floor nearby." She finished her story and pulled out the mangled remains of what used to be a security camera.

"I know the camera took quite a beating, but I was hoping that if anyone can recover the video, it'd be you."

Maria gently placed to remains onto Susan's desk, while Susan pulled out of her drawer a tiny magnify-glass. The half insect began to inspect the pieces of the destroyed camera like an archaeologist inspecting human remains. Maria waited with baited breath as Susan finished her inspection.

"I'm not gonna lie, this thing is pretty messed up." She said bluntly as she sat the small magnify glass down on the table. "But for you, Mar, I'll give it a looksie. I just can't promise I'll be successful."

Maria gave her friend a sincere smile. "That's alright, Sue. I just ask that you try. And um…there is one other thing." She said as her face grew uncharacteristically serious.

"What is it?" Susan asked curiously.

"If you do recover the video, do not let anyone else see it, okay? It is imperative that this stays between you and I."

The two friends shared a tense look, as Susan tried to study her friend's odd behavior.

"Well sure, Mar, but can I at least ask why all the secrecy?"

Maria set her emerald gaze back on the camera. The memory of all the blood and destruction at the Cassidy Mansion replayed in her mind, and she could not help, but imagine her baby sister being the cause of it all.

"For now, Susan, let's just call it a family matter."

Author’s Notes: So we threw in some bbrae love in this one. Hope y’all enjoyed that! We also gave you a look into the future of the Teen Titans. Let me know what you think about it! Has always, please reblog and review! Your feedback is always greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: Maria Logan, Arella Logan, Janet West, and Susan Stone created by @loubuggins. Landon, Carnus, Cassidy, and Chloe Daniels created by @bearhow2. Reed created by both of us. All other Titans owned by DC Comics.

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Children of The Gods Ch. 2 - Demigod AU [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/n: So here is chapter 2, sorry I’m posting it late at night. I was having some hesitation because of how long it is. I hope you guys don’t mind the length because I just feel it’s super long but I kinda just went ‘fuck it’. I posted something about if the length matters and people were saying that it didn’t so I hope everyone likes this. Thanks guys, love ya (Again I appreciate any feed back, and lmk if you like this length too if you don’t mind)

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The smile you wore when speaking to them was all a facade. In reality there was a lot going wrong at the camp, and you couldn’t help but feel something bad was about to happen. The magical barrier around the camp was faltering. Multiple monsters had wandered inside the borders, luckily being taken out before anyone found out. Only you, Kaldur, the camp council, and a few others knew of the breaches.

You had talked with Zatanna about the fluctuations but she had yet to have any answers for you. Leading to your stressed state about this all.

Not to mention you also had a missing person to deal with. M’gann had taken to mentoring a young man by the name of Garfield Logan, sharing the same immortal mother. He had a hard time coming to terms with his heritage. Thinking his adoptive mother was his actual mother for his entire life, however she has passed. Garfield had taken sometime away from the camp in order to visit his old home. You sent along a protector but he still hasn’t returned when he was supposed to three days prior.

M’gann was on your heels about this, but there was only so much you could do without proof of foul-play. You had informed the League but that was as far as you could go.

“You are thinking about Garfield.” Kaldur stated as you both walked toward the stables. He could read you like a book. Kaldur was the only other child of the Big Three in the camp. The Big Three being Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades. You are both the strongest and believed to become the strongest out of the League as well. It is known that children of the three are more powerful than any Demigods.

Sighing you nodded, “I wish there was more I could do, but the League claims they have things handled. I know I should have trust in them but Garfield is apart of this camp, making him my responsibility.” A tone of frustration more than evident.

“I understand your frustrations, but you must remember to deal with the problems at hand. We must figure out this problem with the barrier.” Kaldur reasoned. Looking at him letting out a breath, “You’re right. Let’s go talk to Zatanna again. See if she has anything more figured out.” Rerouting your path toward the library.

Kaldur and you idly chatted while making your way to the library, brainstorming some problems that could be causing the fragility of the barrier. When entering the library you found Zatanna in her usual spot in the back. Her eyes glued to a book hovering in front of her, two others floating next to her.

“Earth to Zatanna. Daughter of Hecate do you copy?” You joked, covering your mouth with your hand. Her eyes peeked up from her book. “[F/N], Kaldur what brings you by?” She looked between the both of you.

“Do you have any more answers on the barrier?” Kaldur asked as you both sat in front of her. She shook her head, “No. I have read nearly every spell and magic book here and I haven’t found a solution.” She sighed, obviously feeling the pressure from all of this.

“You know what, we’re all stressed. How about we leave this to sit for a night, go to the claiming ceremony, and deal with the rest of this tomorrow?” You offered, looking at your just as overwhelmed friends. They nodded in agreement, all standing you made your way out of the library to head to the dining hall. Each of you talking about something other than your duties to the camp.

Zatanna was explaining a new spell until Wally came running up to the three of you. “Hey [F/N]!” he called as the three of you stopped to look at him. “What’s up Wally? Where are the new recruits?” Eyes wandering the surrounding area.

“Dick and Miss M took them to the dining hall, but the head of the Council wanted me to tell you they want to meet with you now.” He explained, giving you a sorry expression.

“So much for a break” Your shoulders slacking. “Thanks Wally, I’ll see you guys at the ceremony I guess.” Saying to your friends before heading to where the council held meetings.

The Council consisted of top members of the league. Those members being, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Oliver Queen, Diana Prince, Barry Allen, J’onn J’onzz, and Arthur Curry. Some of the most powerful Demigods and goddesses.

Walking into the main cabin at the back of the camp, you made your way to the council’s chambers. Upon entering they all turned their attention to you. “[F/N]” Bruce called your attention. “Is something wrong?” You asked, gaze switching to each member.

“We’re wondering as to what is being done about the barrier.” J’onn was the next to speak up. You nodded in understanding, “Zatanna is doing everything in her power to figure out the problem. Until then, those of us aware of the breaches have been alternating patrols throughout the night to keep from anymore monsters entering the borders.” Explaining while trying to ease their worries.

They all nodded, “Um, if you wouldn’t mind me asking. Have you had any more luck with finding Garfield?” Questioning hesitantly.

“I’m afraid we have not.” Diana said, giving you the answer you feared. Diverting your gaze to the floor, “I understand. Is there anything else?”

The League members shook their heads, “No, that is everything. We will be leaving the claiming ceremony to you as well. We have some urgent league business to attend too, thank you [F/N].”

You nodded to them respectfully before turning on your heels and walking out. Dreading the long walk to the ceremony. At least this was something you weren’t in charge of, this was all Dick’s department. Him, Wally, and M’gann were by far some of the friendliest in the camp, making them the best for the job.

And that they are.

The ceremony preparations went off without a hitch and nearly everyone was gathered in the dining hall. Everyone eager to know the parentage of the new demigods in their home. Often times the half bloods would play a game by trying to guess who the newbies parents were.

Jason, Kori, and Roy constantly felt eyes on them and heard chuckling after whispers. The three were all a bit confused, not knowing about this tradition. “Uh, hey Dick. What is everyone talking or more whispering about?” Roy asked the Demigod sitting across from him.

“Oh, it’s a little game the residing half bloods play. Whenever new Demigods or goddesses join the camp, they try and guess who their parents are by their appearance and skills. Sometimes it’s obvious but others it’s a challenge.” Dick explained cheerily, Roy and Kori exchanged an amused glance while Jason was unaffected by the new information. Why would he care about who they thought was his mother? He knows Athena is his mother, she saved him from becoming a permanent resident in Hades’ realm.

However Roy and Kori were rather curious. They listened around, chuckling at some of the suggestions. “What do you guys think?” Kori asked looking at their three tour guides and Zatanna who had joined them. The four exchanged a look. Dick held his chin examining the three, “Hmmm, well I know Jason’s so I will skip him. But Roy I think you might be Apollo like me, you’re archery skills are quite impressive. Kori I’m thinking Aphrodite because you’re gorgeous.” Dick flirted, making Kori laugh and Jason roll his eyes. ‘Leave it to Demigod of flirting to hit on Kori’ Jason thought while glaring at Dick.

Jason doesn’t have feelings for Kori or anything, but he sees her as a sister. Making him protective. Though Jason’s thoughts were cut off by Dick turning to the others, “What about you guys?”

“I kind of agree with you Dick, but I can’t read you Jason” M’gann looked over the three. “I think Aphrodite too, you’re very handsome Jason” Zatanna chimed in, not completely flirting with him but leaving the assumption out there.

Jason was taken aback by the compliment, but his expression didn’t show it. He was in fact a bit turned off by the accusation. Aphrodite? Was she kidding? Looks was the only reasoning?

Jason was about to reject the accusation but they all heard the doors to the dining hall open and close. Diverting his attention there seeing you walk in, looking rather stressed. Witnessing as you walked over next to Kaldur, leaning next to him. Your hands interlocking behind your neck while you threw your head back, presumably letting out a groan. He couldn’t help but wonder what had you stressed.

He was so busy watching he hadn’t realized Dick was telling them it was time for the ceremony. “Jay!” Dick shook his shoulder. “What?” growling shortly. “The ceremony, do you want to miss it?” Dick said calmly, being used to Jason’s temper.

“Yeah, let’s just get this done” he stood up and followed his two friends. Dick began to call the attention of the room.

You and Kaldur stayed in the back, watching the ceremonies’ beginning. It was like every other claiming ceremony. Dick gave a small explanation speech while also telling the story of how the Gods and Goddesses came to be.

Your attention peaked when you saw the claiming begin. Noticing as two symbols began to form. Above Roy formed the symbol of a hammer, signaling his father being Hephaestus. Next was the symbol of an Owl forming above Jason, signaling his mother being Athena. You didn’t know Jason well but you found it rather fitting, having seen his skepticism in the beginning.

However the claiming that had everyone in awe was Kori’s. She was claimed by Aphrodite, however a symbol did not form above her. Instead her beauty was enhanced making her even more stunning than before. Everyone immediately began to applaud, however it was completely cut off when a tremor inducing thunder clap rolled through the sky.

Your attention instinctively grabbed and as soon as it happened Conner came bursting through the doors. “[F/N]!” He yelled running over to you. “What’s wrong?” Meeting him halfway with Kaldur.

“It’s the Sirens, they’re through the barrier!” Panic in his voice. “Gather the guards, keep them as far away from the hall as possible. Kaldur, grab Dick, Wally, M’gann, anyone strong enough to hold their ground out of here. Zatanna!” You yelled and she ran over as Kaldur went to grab warriors in the hall. “What do you need?”

“I need you to make a magical barrier around the hall, hold it there, no one gets in here.” She nodded in understanding. Dick ran over to you, “What’s happening? The Sirens got through the barrier? How?!” Bombarding you with questions. “I can answer that later, I need you, Kaldur, and Conner to lead the guards and whoever Kaldur gathers to hold them back.” Talking as you and the forming group exited the hall.

“And what about you?” Conner questioned. “Me? I’m going to go get their motivation to leave.” Glancing at them all before making a turn toward the stables, the rest of them going the other way.

Breaking out into a sprint and throwing the stable doors open. Hearing the whinny and roars of spooked horses as you continued down the corridor. Reaching a stall at the end, swinging the gate open. The creature inside turning its attention to you.

Taking in it’s white coat and mane, but also the graceful yet powerful white wings. Striding over to the pegasus you held it’s head in your arms, “I need your help sweetie.” whispering to it. The creature whinnied, and you smiled leading it out of the stall before mounting. Racing out of the building before taking to the sky.

You had one destination in mind, the cabin dedicated to your father at the top of the mountain. Landing outside of it you slipped off and ran inside. Sifting and searching through the artifacts and items, finding the case your mother had informed you about.

Placing it on the desk you unclasped the locks before taking a deep breath and opening it. Your hand hesitated over the opened case, wondering whether you should take the powerful object into your hand. You were about to pull away before another crash of thunder sounded. Head jerking to look out the window before throwing caution to the wind and grabbing the object. Running back to mount the pegasus once more & racing to where the battle ensued.

Your guards and the strongest of the camp trying their best to fight off the villains known as the Sirens. They were a group of three sirens, beautiful but dangerous creatures that lured tragic souls with their beautiful voices to their doom. These Sirens go by the names Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, and Selina Kyle. Highly skilled and deadly.

When attacking the camp they brought monsters, each one matching the ones taken out when they entered the camp borders.

The demigods did their best to fight off the Sirens and their little pets. Jason, Kori, and Roy had joined the fight, having just as much experience as the others. However they had never taken on an attack like this.

They had each taken a few good blows. Jason was currently was stuck against a Drakon. A giant, serpent like creature. Armed with a sword he attempted to fight it off but was swiped with the creature's tail, sending him off his feet. When it went to strike at him, he held it’s fangs back with his sword. It’s jaws were inches from his face before thunder clapped and the creature roared before falling dead.

It’s cause of death being a lightning bolt. Everyone’s attention diverting to the source.

You landed gracefully, the pegasus rearing as the lighting bolt that your father left for you was clutched in your grasp, a true god’s entrance.

The Sirens looked at you with a sneer, “Look, it’s the Princess of the Gods. What’re you expecting honey? A curtsey?” Ivy called looking over at you.

“Why are you here?” You yelled at them, tone intimidating the beasts and many of your own warriors. “Well, we’re not exactly fond of your father sweetheart or his friends for that matter. So why not target the people they love?” Selina called next.

“You are starting a war you can’t hope of finishing.” Shaking your head at them. Keeping yourself tall and firm. Jason stared at you in awe, not only did you just save him but you were easily staring down three of the most dangerous foes he had gone up against.

Harley cackled, “Listen hunny, there are three of us and one of you. What hope do you have?” as soon as the words escaped her throat a loud thunder roared once more, making the three flinch.

“I suggest you leave now before you test my or my father’s patience any longer.” Lightly kicking the pegasus’ sides, signaling it to take a step forward.

“Alright we’re goin, but this in’t ovah” Harley threatened before they all turned their backs, the monsters having already fled. You stared as they retreated.

“I guess since you don’t want us here anymore, you don’t want the little demigod boy back?” Ivy called over your shoulder. “What was his name? Garfield?” Selina looked over at her partners.

Your eyes widened at the claim. Immediately kicking the pegasus harder, making it take off and cut off their exit. “Where is he?!”

Harley smirked, “Sorry sweetie, even with your glowstick we ain’t tellin.” Her eyeing the lightning bolt in your hand. Selina wore a triumphant smile, as if they were planning this, “But of course, we’re always up for a trade. You want the little brat, bring us the last known supply of adamantine on Earth. As the daughter of Zeus you must know where it’s held.”

Adamantine, the metal of the gods. Unbreakable, untarnishable, lightweight and resilient. “And if I don’t? What if I track you down without the adamantine?” Challenging the three. “We will just have to see how much pain the boy can take, and you wage a deadly war.” Ivy threatened in a loud whisper. “[F/n]!” M’gann yelled, looking over you saw the fear in her eyes.

Meeting their gaze again you simply stared at them weighing your choices. “Oh well, it’s your choice. You have five days time to give us what we want, or we’ll just have to take somethin else. I mean we all know demigods aren’t immortal. Have fun deciding little hero.” Ivy said in an airy, light of tone type of voice before the three walked out of the camp.

Leaving you to stare where they once stood. Hands gripping the mane of your steed. “[F/n]?” M’gann yelled again. “LET ME THINK!” snapping back. The demigods fell silent. Looking down at the lightning bolt you came to a decision. Dismounting you began to lead the pegasus away, passing Kaldur as you went.

Announcing to him, “We leave in the morning.”

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