Fan Fiction ❯ Teen Titans X ❯ Chapter 1: New Recruits ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I'll write this every 3 chapters or so. Anyway I don't own Teen Titans. I do own Khalid lol.

 

First thing firsts, I'm currently writing three separate fanfics. Yes three. 2 digimon and a Teen Titan. Please look them up. They are Mirror Images, CrystalJim, and Teen Titans X. The story that receives the most reviews will be the one I update first. So please review any of the stories if you like them. Also please don't hesitate to email me especially if you find that I haven't updated in a while. I'm rather forgetful and a tad bit lazy. So a letter every now and then reminding me of the work will motivate me.

 

Teen Titans X

Written by: Juggalomalice

Chapter 1: New Recruits

 

A cool fall breeze swept through the city symbolizing the end of summer. The sky was still bright and clear with some dark clouds in the distant horizon of the fall rains. Nature was busy shuffling the season of summer out of Jump City, but the city itself was nowhere near as busy. Even the criminals had been taking what seemed like a vacation as the rumors of the Teen Titans new aggressive leader slowly became fact.

 

At a small outdoor café a large, dark, young man in a blue business suit and hat sat quietly at one of the white patio tables inconspicuously reading a newspaper. Occasionally the young man would lower the paper just enough to see over it revealing a young black man who some might consider handsome if not for the red cybernetic eye on the left side of his face. His eye passively scanned the people and objects in front of him and finding everything to be normal returned his sights to back to the young man a table over from him that he was suppose to be watching.

 

The young man he watched in question didn't appear to be special in anyway. He wore an indistinctive black shirt and pants. He sat drinking a cup of tea giving no sign that he like or disliked the flavor and read a small book seeming paying no attention to his whereabouts. His skin appeared a sickly almost dead pale almost matching the stark whiteness of his hair. His facial features where soft without the slightest trace of facial hair except for his eyes which were sharp and showed a strange pain like he had seen more in his lifetime then you wanted too. The cybernetic man ran several energy and physical scans on the man and did several background checks. Physically the pale-skin man didn't appear to be strong at all with just a normal to moderate build. Indeed he appeared to be nothing more then a mundane boy at best. The scans done on him seemingly confirmed that. Grumbling something under his breath the mechanical-man lifted his paper back up and quietly whispered into his built in communicator.

 

“Cyborg here, Scans confirm this is the guy but there doesn't appear to be anything special about him. Dame it Robin…” he said without thinking. Cyborg was unable to complete his sentence as a cold voice cut him off.

 

“X” the voice said with a venomous reply.

 

“Yeah yeah whatever.” Cyborg said in annoyance. “Either way this guy doesn't seem to be anything special. Why we watching him?”

 

“Cause I said so?” came X's voice calm and harsh as ever. “Raven, what are you getting?”

 

Across the street in a dark alley a black vortex appeared on the side of the building and a dark haired girl with a dark blue cloak poked her head out of the seemingly hole of nothingness.

 

“Nothing that's what I'm getting.” She said in a monotonous voice that hinted at confusion.

 

“What do you mean?” X asked his own voice showing a bit of confusion.

 

“I mean exactly what I said. My powers are picking up no energy or magical powers. My telepathic powers are even picking up the slightest thought in his head. It's like he's not even there. Like a grey botch in the middle of a painting.” She gave a heavy sign showing her frustration and confusion.

 

“Beast Boy how bout you?”

 

Cyborg lowered his paper just in time to see a tiny green fly launch itself off the white-haired man's table and fly off towards the alley that Raven watched from. It landed behind her and it morphed back into the green fuzzy boy known as Beast Boy.

 

“Ditto” he answered “He hasn't said a word or even looked at anyone and on top of that I swear the book he's reading is blank. Not a single letter in it.”

 

“Maybe you just can't read.” Raven said in her sarcastic but monotonous voice.

 

A slight chuckle was heard over the communicators from Cyborg as Beast Boy made a gorilla face at Raven behind her back. They all continued their stack out for a few more minutes until Red X's voice once again was heard over the speakers.

 

“Alright Titans, nothing is going to happen here lets head ho…” but before he could a loud engine roared and a sadistic laugh echoed around the corner as a heavily armored motorcycle turned the corner and stopped facing the café. A sadistic smile appeared on Johnny Rancid's face as he reached to his side and pulled out a large gun that look like some sort of laser rifle. He aimed it at the café and shot a single shot. Everyone at the café began to panic and run and Cyborg, believing the shot was for him rushed to the side and took cover. Out of the corner of his eye the Cyborg watched the white-haired boy calmly stand up, his noise still deep in his book. He dropped a few bills on the table for his payment and walked off in the opposite direction. As he was a few feet away the laser blast hit his table causing it to explode. The young man show no expression on his face and didn't even look back at the exploding table and seem to not even take notice at the attempt at his life.

 

Without a second thought Cyborg stood up and ripped his suit off and yelled, “Titans GO!” Acting on instinct Raven, Beast Boy, and Cyborg charged to the center of the street and faced Johnny. Red X was nowhere to be seen. The white-haired young man continued to walk giving the commotion behind him no attention or thought.

“Well if it isn't the Baby Titans and where's Bird-boy? Is he too scared to face me?” Rancid shouted at them.

 

Raven's eyes shined red for a quick second before returning to normal and she said coolly, but with a slight hint of sorrow, “Robin's not really part of the team anymore.”

 

Johnny laughed out loud at this. “I guess it was just too much for him. I always knew he was a wimp. Anyway, love to chat, but I have a job to do. So if you don't mind,” Johnny pressed some buttons on his new bike and a large missile launcher popped out of the back of the bike. “I have a job to do!” he finished and with that several missiles shot out at the small group of teens. The team jumped to the side evading the attack and Johnny sped off past them. Cyborg stood up and readied his sonic cannon to fire, but again before he could take full action the cold assertive voice of X was heard over the communicators.

 

“Titans stand down!” he yelled.

 

Everyone was confused. Cyborg yelled back through the communicator. “What's wrong with you dame it?! He's a wanted criminal and he almost turned us into cannon fodder. We're just supposed to let him go?”

 

“Yes” the answer came shift and without hesitation.

 

“But,” Raven began but like Cyborg she was cut off.

 

“Stand down. That's a direct order.” X said. Though he wasn't yelling his composed demeanor in his voice made him sound even more threatening then usual. The two remaining teens looked at Cyborg as second in command and awaited his response. He looked at them at then back at the communicator. With a defeated hunch he said, “Titans stand down.” The Titans stood silently as they watched Johnny stop not that far from them and yell.

 

“Hey, cotton head!” His taunt clearly meant for the young man the Titans had just been watching. Johnny didn't even receive a glance back from the man as acknowledgement. Johnny was furious. “Nobody ignores Johnny Rancid!” he yelled readying his rifle again. The Titans flinched in reaction and prepared to stop him but again X's voice shot through to each of them tightening the command leech he had on them.

 

“Don't move”

 

The Titans stood still again and let Johnny fire his rifle again. The mundane young man with white hair immediately stopped walking as the laser blast strike the area directly in front of him where he would have been if he didn't stop at that moment. He slowly closed the book in his right hand and slowly turned around. To everyone's surprise he displayed no emotion to the current events. No anger from being attacked and no fear from the second attempt at his life. There wasn't even a hint of annoyance in his face. His face was completely blank.

 

“Glad I finally got your attention.” Johnny said as he placed his gun back and pulled out a spiked club. He revved up his engine and charged forward with clear intent to kill. The three Titans gasped at the blood shed they thought would ensue. The mundane man in black showed little concern for his opponent and gracefully ducked out of the fast paced swing aimed at his head and some how managed to smack Johnny in the face with his book knocking him off his bike.

 

A slight ahh of amazement creped out of the Titans mouths as they saw the impressive strike, but again the black dressed man showed no pride in his own attack. Johnny stood up clearly anger and charged at the young man with a serious of unintelligent grunts and curses swinging wildly. The white hair individual dodged, weaved, ducked, and sidestepped all the attacks with little or no difficultly. Johnny was becoming more anger by the second and lifted his arms high in the air preparing to strike down with all his strength. As he swung the club down he was startled to find his attacked stopped mid-way in it's' arc as a pale hand had grabbed the club. Johnny couldn't help but be amazed at this bold though reckless move, but his amazement was pushed aside as a fear overtook him for right before him stood his pale opponent holding his club with his left hand. His eyes were empty and devoid of all emotion. There was no smile or smirk of confidence or victory and no frown of pain or annoyance. There was in fact nothing in his expression and less in his eyes. Johnny was uncomfortable being this close to this emotionally dead man and as if his desires were being answered the pale young man swung his right arm again in a graceful swing similar to the one that knocked Johnny off his bike and smacked him again in the face with his book knocking him several yards back.

 

Johnny stood up and held his nose taking note of the large amount of blood pouring from his now broken nose. “You bastard!” he yelled. “Johnny Rancid doesn't take this from anybody. No more playing around.” With that he twisted his club and pressed some sort of unseen button. The club expanded to a full size two-handed mace, the spikes almost doubling in size and an evil cackle of electricity shimmered around it. Johnny's beaming confidence and intimidating weapon received no acknowledgement from his opponent. The dull pale boy simply held up his book in front of him as a bright flash of blue and yellow light poured forth from his hand into his book. The book began to glow a bright gold color and it slowly morphed into what appeared to be some sort of hybrid between a sword and spear. It was the length of a full size staff but over half the weapon consisted of a curved blade. He spun the pole-sword in a highly skilled manner demonstrating an obvious expertise. Johnny was speechless at this site. He had never seen someone pull a weapon out of thin air. He blinked hoping that when his eyes opened he would understand the site before him. Unfortunately when he opened his eyes all he saw was white hair and empty eyes bearing down at him with brutal force. He was shocked and caught off guard as a barrage of attacks came down at him. He tried to block and counter but the strikes came to fast for him to see. He felt the pole side of the weapon slam several times into his stomach ribs feeling several of them break as the blade slashed quickly and dangerously close to his skin. Johnny had a sickening feeling that the only reason the blade wasn't cutting into him was because its' wielder didn't want him dead. The fury of attacks was ended abruptly by a sudden kick to Johnny's stomach sending him staggering back several steps as he tried to regain his composure and breath.

 

Johnny to a few breaths and then lifted his mace up again only for it to fall apart in several crisped sliced pieces and his own cloths falling off him in ribbons leaving him in nothing more then his heart boxers. Embarrassed he covers them up with his hands and looks down with a red face once again breaking eye contact with his opponent. Realizing his mistake Johnny immediately looks up just in time to see the sole of a black boot kick him in the face knocking him on his back. Johnny stared in a dazed pain at the sky as the three Titans on the street cheered at this amazing display of skill. There was so much commotion that none of the Titans gave any thought to why the pale figure was slowly closing the distance between himself and Johnny. Johnny lifted his head slightly up to get a better view of the pale young man as he loomed ominously over head. He ached all over his body to move anything more then his head. Johnny stared at the figure as his grip tightens on his pole-sword. “What are you doing?” Johnny finally managed to mumble. The pale figure stared blankly at him, lifted the blade in his hand up aiming at Johnny's heart and finally spoke, “It's called a coup de grace, but you don't have to worry about the details.” His voice was just as empty as his expression. No sadistic pleasure or sorrow of death, just an indifferent face giving no insight to his thoughts. The three watching Titans realizing what was going on were shocked and rushed to Johnny's rescue yet knowing full well that none of them would reach him in time. The pale figure brought down his blade at Johnny, but stopped and immediately jumped back several feet as two x shaped projectiles hit the ground where he was and exploded.

 

As the smoke cleared up Red X stood in front of Johnny Rancid, his black cape fluttering in a rather dramatic manner. “That's enough Nicholas! The police can handle it from here.” The pale man known as Nicholas lifted an eyebrow as if something had finally managed to catch his attention. Johnny lifted his head in dazed confusion and looked at Red X with a strange expression as if something about the black figure was familiar.

 

“Bird-boy?” he muttered. Red X turned to the battered villain and had the skull mask not concealed his face Johnny Rancid would have seen a very nasty sneer from the former Boy-Wonder. Red X stepped towards Johnny and punched him knocking the man unconscious (and possibly breaking his jaw). Nicholas had already turned the opposite direction. His weapon gone and in its place was his book that he silently read. “Nicholas, wait!” Red X yelled and the white hair man. He stopped but did not turn around to face Red X.

 

“Nicholas that was an impressive display you did back there. You clearly have a lot of talent.” Red X said though still with his cold voice he was trying to be diplomatic.

 

“And?” Nicholas said in a monotones voice of which portrayed no emotion.

 

“We have an opening in our team, the Teen Titans, and I like you to fill in that opening.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Why not?”

 

Nicholas shrugs, “Good point. Sure I'll join for the time.” His voice was still refusing to display any emotion.

 

“Great, we'll just have to run a few standard tests at the tower but with the way you handled Johnny Rancid you'll have no trouble.” By now the rest of the Titans had started to gather around. X turned towards Cyborg. “Cyborg, bring the T-Car around and take Nicholas with you back to the tower. We seem to have a new member.” With that X pressed a few buttons on his belt and his R-Cycle, now renamed the X-Cycle, sped out of a nearby alley.

 

The X-Cycle was repainted to reflect the new Red X. The red parts of the bike painted over in black and the hub caps on the wheels donned the bright jagged `X' that was Red X's trademark. The front of the bike where the formerly the letter `R' was now replaced with a similar `X' like the wheels. He climbed on and headed towards the tower while Cyborg did a similar display and summoned the T-Car towards the location. Beast Boy quickly glanced at their new traveling companion and shivered. As the T-Car pulled up towards where they were standing Cyborg casually climbed into the driver's side and Beast Boy immediately cried out, “I got shotgun!” and rushed into the passenger's side leaving Raven to share the back seat with the only person Beast Boy had ever met who was creepier then Raven.

 

The empath and the apath both entered the back seat with little trouble. Though she didn't show it Raven felt uncomfortable with next to this person who barely gave off a life sign. Raven shivered a bit to herself. Sitting next to this guy was like sitting next to a corpse. She glanced over at him. He even looked kind of like a corpse with his pale skin. ”Makes me look like I have a healthy tan.” Raven thought. Nicholas glanced back at her taking note of her staring at him. Raven let out a small gasp at what she saw and outside a fire hydrant blew up. For the first time she was able to get some sort of mental reading off this person. An image flashed by in her. An image of a person, but it went by to quickly for her to see it. Like a white flash. Before she knew it the picture was gone and she was merely staring at large brown but empty eyes. They stared at her, but gave no expression. To say his eyes where dead was an understatement. She remembered an old saying that said “The eyes are the windows to the soul”. This mans eyes where unfilled. Like there was no soul to look at just an empty void. Beast Boy picked up at this usual display and couldn't help but crack a joke.

 

“Hey no flirting back there you hear me?” he joked and then burst into laughter as Cyborg joined in.

 

“Oh shut up you two.” Raven snapped.

 

“I don't know Raven he does seem like your type.” Cyborg countered.

 

“Whatever.” Raven said as a black void appeared under her as she sank into it.

 

Beast Boy and Cyborg continued to laugh till they finally realized they were now alone with Nicholas. An uneasy silence dawned in the car and the remaining Titans began to wish they themselves could teleport out of there. Cyborg gave a dry cough as he tried to summon up his courage and attempt to initiate small talk with the new recruit.

 

“So Nicholas…” but in a manner similar to how X cuts him off Cyborg was cut off by Nicholas's indifferent voice.

 

“Khalid”

 

“What?”

 

“If I have to deal with you on a daily basis then call me Khalid.”

 

“Why?” Beast Boy asked puzzled.

 

“Because I said so.” And with that answer the topic of Khalid's name was ended.

 

“So what's your power? How you pull that trick off with that sword thingie and your book?” Cyborg continued

 

“That sword thingie is called a Nagamaki and I created through matter conversion.”

 

“Matter Conversion?”

 

“The ability to convert matter into other substances and shapes.”

 

“Wow, how you learn that?”

 

There was no answer as Khalid had chosen to end the conversation at that and was now once again reading his book. The eerie silence filled the car again and no one said anything for the rest of the trip.

 

Later at Titans Tower the Titans gathered around the new recruit as X explained the full recruitment process.

 

“The tests mainly usually consist of a practical training exam, but with what you did with Rancid I'll skip that. All that's left is for us to conduct a physical and psychological exam which will be done by Cyborg and Raven. Nothing hard so don't worry Nicholas.”

 

“Khalid and I'm not worried.”

 

“Khalid?” X asked not having been present for the conversation with Cyborg and Beast Boy.

 

“It's what he wants us to call him.” Cyborg interjected, “Don't know why though.”

 

“Khalid it is.” X agreed. “Cyborg and Raven show Khalid to the med lab for the exam. Should be done in a few hours and then by tomorrow morning you'll be a full fledged Titan.” Raven eyed X suspiciously. Although there was no denying that Khalid was 10x better than any of the other candidates it almost seemed like X was rushing the recruitment.

 

Several Hours later

 

Red X walked into the Med Lab to find Raven and Cyborg close to the door discussing the test results and a blank faced Khalid sitting on the edge of a bed and staring at the wall in front of him.

 

“So what's the damage?” X asked

 

Cyborg picked up a chart and began, “Physically he's the healthiest human being I've ever seen. What I find weird is that his body has natural antibodies to just about every known disease known to man. He's even seeming immune to radiation. It's weird.”

 

Raven continued, “I believe his unnatural health is linked to a secondary power of his.” Cyborg nodded as Raven spoke. “X, with your permission I would like to perform a rather dangerous demonstration.” Raven said rather hesitate.

 

“Ok, if it'll help me understand what you're talking about go for it”

 

Raven picked up a nearby scalpel with her powers. It became encased in the black energy and with in a blink of an eye the surgical tool shot straight at Khalid's face. X didn't have time to say anything. Not even a warning, but Khalid reacted instantaneously and lifted his hand out to block the scalpel. It hit Khalid dead center in the hand Raven's powers making sure to dig it deeper into his palm. To X's shock, Khalid didn't let out the slightest sound of pain. Not even a flitch. The scalpel jammed deeply into his hand and blood poured out the side on to the floor but Khalid paid no attention to it. Khalid just kept staring at the wall with his empty gaze as he pulled the blade out of his hand with and unhealthy squish sound as blood squirted from the wound and then dropped the bloody scalpel to the floor without a second thought.

 

“Raven, what was the point of that?!” X demanded. Raven gave him a look that said Just watch. Raven walked up to Khalid with X directly behind her.

 

“Khalid,” She began, “show X your hand.” Without thought Khalid lifted his bloodied hand up so X could see it. The hole in it was deep and it looked very painful and X watched the wound wondering what he was suppose to look for. As he watched he slowly began to understand what Raven and Cyborg were talking about as the blood around the hole began to flow back into the hand and the body began to repair its self right before X's eyes. After a few seconds the hole in Khalid's hand was completely healed leaving no trace it ever existed. No scar or even a scab. X was speechless so Raven spoke instead. “Khalid has probably the most advanced heal factor that this world as ever seen. His body instantly heals all wounds small and big to perfect condition. Broken limbs, poison, even blindness.”

 

“In fact,” Cyborg says stepping into the conversation, “The only way to make sure it doesn't work is to kill him and with the rate he heals at that would be pretty hard. This guy is a one in a million.”

 

“I'm I done here.” Khalid finally says after a short silence. The three Titans were slightly startled having forgot that Khalid was in the room at all.

 

“Yeah we're done here Khalid.” Cyborg answered. “Just go find Beast Boy and ask him to show you to you're room. He should be in the main room playing video games.”

 

“Thank you.” Khalid said in his distant voice. He slowly walked out the room showing little interest in the fact that it was obvious that the Titans were going to talk about him once he left. As he left X turned towards Raven.

“What did his physiological test say?”

 

Raven smirked and didn't even bother to pick up the clipboard with the test results. “It says that he's apathetic and nihilistic. Also he seems to have a strange obsession with nothingness. I don't know what that's about but besides that he's sane. Oh, I almost forgot.” She shot her eyes up and X, “He also said that the only reason he agreed with your offer Red X is because he had no reason to say no and so long as you don't give him a reason he'll listen to you. Not the most trust worthy of people but at least he's honest.”

 

Red X nodded and walked out of the lab with Cyborg and Raven at his heels towards the main room. They entered the room and to everyone's surprise saw Khalid playing Extreme Racer III with Beast Boy. Though Khalid still displayed no outlook on his face he was none the less focused on the game.

 

“Khalid, what are you doing?” X asked. Khalid looked up from the game at the three Titans at the door.

 

“Beast Boy wanted someone to play with and I had no reason to say no.” Khalid answered while again giving no sign of emotion.

 

Beast Boy jumped up from the game and in his usual upbeat manner said, “Yeah Khalid's actually pretty good. He may not smile or laugh or show any emotion, which is kind of creepy, but still he's good. I think he's even better than you Cy.” The green changeling boasted.

 

“What?!” Cyborg yelled back.

 

“You don't believe me?” Beast Boy asked.

 

“Not one bit.” Cyborg said, “In fact I'll play winner and we'll find out whose better.”

 

With that Khalid and Beast Boy returned to their game as Red X, Raven, and Cyborg sat at the kitchen table and to discuss other matters. Raven eyed the new Titan playing with Beast Boy.

 

“You know I never expected that out of him.” She said.

 

“I guess there's more to him then we originally thought.” X commented, “Anyway, with Khalid on the team we just have to find one more member to replace you Cyborg for when you leave.” X said.

 

“Yeah, but who you going to get? You already ran threw you're whole list of candidates.” Cyborg replied.

 

“Let's not forget the extreme training you put them through now. You seemed to up the difficultly of the training courses for all of them by 50.” Raven added with a hint of annoyance.

 

“I know.” X replied “We'll just have to hope we can get someone really good really soon.”

 

“Like who?” Cyborg asked annoyed. “You can't just expect someone to arrive at the door and ask to join.”

 

“I know Cyborg, but…” X's sentenced was interrupted by the Titan door bell. X gives the team a confused look. “Did anyone order pizza?” Everyone shakes their heads no and the bell rings again. “I better go check who that is then.” X said as he stood up and walked over towards the main entranced. He pressed a button and the door flew open and as soon as he did a light green flyer was shoved in his face and a familiar upbeat female voice said, “I heard you were looking for help.”

 

X snatched the flyer out of the girls hand and read it while trying to figure out where he had heard this girl's voice before. The flier was clearly written in Beast Boy's hand writing. X made a mental note to scowl Beast Boy for not telling about this. He quickly read the pamphlet:

 

Help Wanted

If you think you have what it takes to be

A superhero then apply at Titans Tower.

We're currently looking for someone to be the

next and newest Teen Titan.

 

X crushed the flier in his hand clearly irritated. “I'm sorry miss but we can't just accept anybody. This is dangerous work so please leave.” X said without even looking at the girl.

 

“But I'm not just anybody.” The girl replied with a strong hint of arrogance.

 

Something clicked in the back of X's head as he spun around to see a very cute young girl with a mischievous smile, pale skin, and pink eyes and hair. X's jaw dropped. Lucky no one could see it under his mask. He stared at the girl for a few seconds before the name escaped out of his mouth.

 

“Jinx!”

 

 

Ok so how was it? Terrible right? Every one hates it I bet. Well noted that I do not have an editor. If you want to be my official editor email me. (Though I don't know why anyone would want too. I'm a terrible writer) Review if you liked it.

 

(I'm going to go hang myself) *starts making a noose*