(A/N) : This is another little story I'm starting, hope y'all like. Oh and this is just like the original Teen Titans. They're aware of other major heroes out there. And of course there are no heroes without villains. lol anyways. Happy Readings!!!
I remember when my mum, Arella had told me the truth. These weird occurrences kept happening when I was around. This was when I was in grade school. Much to my mum's annoyance she would have to change every single lightbulb in the house. Every. Single. Day.
Now I have to do it. Not as often, but still. Luckily I have my powers to reach up, instead of using a good old ladder.
Anyway she had finally told me my true history. I can't remember it though, some things are definite and others fuzzy. Like the fact that I'm a Demon Lord's Daughter. So in a way I'm a 'princess', believe it or not. Though my mother was very vague on those details.
I am just turned 18 last month. Just two years ago when I learned the truth. Especially when that 'forgetting' spell my father had woven was released.
I no longer had fake memories to recall, just emptiness. Like a brand-new journal that needed words and pictures. So of course I had started to freak out.
Anyway I've just been on Earth for two years. Away from my home planet, Azarath.
Though, mother says it's unpleasant. I have to take her word for it, for now anyway. I still don't know what all of my powers are though. So far I've discovered flight and telekinesis, though enveloped in my dark energy. My mother's doubtful this is all. And from what's she's told me about my father, so am I. I wonder if there are more like me? It gets a bit lonely sometimes. Even with mother I feel like an outsider. I sigh through my nose before pulling a purple lock behind my ear. Well other than Batman or Superman. Or the Justice League. Never mind of course there are others like me out there. Kinda sort of, I'm nothing compared to all those. Maybe I should throw myself a pity party and invite all of my emotions to it?
I highly doubt that any of the major heroes would drop all of their responsibilities to come and have a chat with me. Mom is thinking about enrolling me in this "Superheroes in Training" school. After spending about three hours straight trying to decipher the code on the offering website. An abrupt knocking snaps me out of my thoughts.
"Rachel?" I roll my eyes. Can't mom just go an hour without checking on me? "Yeah?" I call to her on the other side. My magic easily opens the door for my mom to come in.
"Guess what? I just got you enrolled in a real highschool. Not only that, but it's the super special one I've been telling you about!" My mom all but yells out in excitement.
I've been home schooled my entire memorable life. (Just two years) The sudden change to a training school for teenagers with powers will be difficult. "Don't you think I'm doing well enough here? You are a great teacher, besides no one can bother me here. I do need to meditate after all." She smiles and tilts her head up, pretending to consider the option.
"Nice try, but this is a great opportunity to improve your skills. Also I can request for you to have a separate room. This'll be like college for you, even though you are technically past that. Once I deciphered the code, I read all the rules of conduct, etc. You cannot turn this down." Her face is smug and I glare at her.
"Didn't you say that I had to pass this sort of test they have prepared?" It's true, she'd been a little worried about it. "Yes of course. If you pass you get to go for free. After all, Bruce Wayne is a wealthy man." Geez, he had to be to form a school for free like that.
"You'll be able to come home every know and then. Ahh, yes and no phones allowed." She said this with an eyebrow raised skeptically. "They do let you call home for a limited amount of time, every month." Wait? Every month? Why wouldn't they let us keep our own phones? Again, as if reading my mind she answers. "The school is taking no chances of getting hacked into to." I sigh, of course I didn't really have a choice in this. "When are the auditions?" I ask reluctantly. "Tomorrow, at 7:30 p.m. sharp, I already had yours scheduled." I frown, like I said I had no choice on this matter. She leans towards me and envelopes me in a hug. I sink into her and breathe in her familiar Cinnamon & Apple scent. "I'll miss you, you're my baby girl, never forget that." I smile lightly at her words and nod. "I won't, I love you, mum." I whisper fiercely into her neck as she holds me. "I love you too, even more so than you'll ever know." She caresses my pale cheek before she gets up. "I think I've got just the outfit for you." She leaves the room and comes back, with some clothing. "Here, try them on!" My mom hands them to me. It's a long cloak and a leotard. Along with a jeweled belt and ankle high boots. And it's my favorite color, blue. "You'll do just fine at the sessions. I'm going to go get dinner prepared." She smiles as she leaves and I nod to her in a silent thank you. Maybe there's still hope for me yet? What if I screw up though? I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I decide to take a nap in my warm cloak. Just as I close my eyes, something above me shatters. "Ugghhh!" I groan in despair before getting up to change it. Still think there's hope for me yet? Maybe
(A/N) : Don't forget to vote and/or comment. It really makes my day. If y'all have any ideas of what I should do with this story, then don't hesitate to tell me. Either leave a comment or message me. Also I do not own the book cover. I'm thinking of changing the pairings up when it comes to the couples. What I consider the usual are these. Robin/Starfire, Cyborg/Bumblebee, Beast Boy/Raven, Aqualad/Terra. Personally I think Raven would blast BB into another dimension. I certainly would, if I could. lol
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