Long Live the Team Titans!
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1325
Characters: Chimera/Sanjeet Rey, Redwing (and the Team Titans)
Prompt: Chimera and Redwing (Team Titans), Chimera remembering her good friend.
A/N: Read Team Titans Annual #1 for Sanjeet’s Origin Story!
Summary: They’re still out there.
I apologize for this fic. I'm not much of a writer but hopefully you'll enjoy anyway.
History forgets many, perhaps this is no truer than for my friends, the once and former Team Titans. Yes, Team. They were seldom on the news, particularly when compared to the Teen Titans or Titans but when they did it was because the government feared those they knew nothing about. The Team Titans strange as it may be to say were apparently from the future, or a future, and some say a false future.
I myself only learned of them when a strange duo came to attend my school, one looked ordinary enough, she was a blond with quite an attitude, she didn’t talk all that much, though she seemed to be bad at history. The other one, Carrie, however had red hair and wings, actual wings, not some props, on her back. She tended to just hang out with her friend though the blond girl tended to cut classes pretty often but Carrie wouldn’t.
After a few weeks I tried opening up to her to welcome her to the school though she took some convincing, what with being ostracized because of her appendages. I myself often felt like an outsider because of my Indian background so I suppose it only made sense we’d flock together. We became good friends for the time we had together. I introduced her to the fun of shopping and helped her coordinate and alter her shirts for her wings. I probably sewed more shirts when I knew her than I’d do in the rest of my life.
But despite the good times I had with Carrie and the fact we talked about many things. Including what possible careers a girl with giant wings on her back could work to get I didn’t tell Carrie a lot of what was happening to me at home. My dad, Frank, worked at an office as a electronics technician but his demeanor changed a few years ago. My mom and I started seeing him spending more than he usually would and his work schedule became erratic. My mom wondered what was up but she was too afraid to confront him about it, he had a history of bad anger management and would hit her at times so she tended to avoid confronting him.
I decided to find out what was going on with him once and for all and followed him one night using the allowance I’d saved for a while to hire taxi drivers to follow him discretely. I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. He was talking to shady people and apparently was their leader. He’d been peddling drugs in the city. When I saw it I couldn’t contain my anger and came out directly then and there to confront him about it. Clearly I wasn’t thinking, I could’ve been killed to keep their secrecy but my father, angry himself took this breach into his own hands and gave me a dose of the drugs he was peddling to keep me quiet.
By the time I was figuring out what was going on again he was apparently driving me home and we were on the highway going back. Once he saw me come to he stopped the car to try talking to me and calming me down. I bailed from the car then and there and left. Had I known what was going to happen perhaps I wouldn’t have gotten angry and left, but I suppose I get that from him. All the last few weeks the news channels reported strange rumors of flying monsters killing people, the general populace assumed they were jokes or just over exaggerations but some time later the Justice League International at the time made it clear that the threat was real and that they were on it. Admittedly the man in gold who tended to do cereal commercials didn’t exactly reassure me of my safety at the time.
As luck would have it I was attacked by the monster. I would’ve been killed like so many others but I made it out alright, seems Carrie spotted part of my confrontation with my father. I was then taken to the hospital and treated and began to manifest abilities. I could alter reality around myself and create lifelike illusions. I almost used them to kill myself until Carrie and her team helped my mind confront the monster who did this to me, my father. I wanted to kill him but my mother convinced me that he could go where he belonged, with the other monsters in jail. I hung out with the Team a short while.
Sometime later, after the monsters from the news were finally killed and we were all safe again another awful event occurred, the Zero Hour. The public was never told the specifics but the skies turned white as if everything was being destroyed. I lost track of Carrie during that time and never saw her again. She began changing too, some form of mutation which made her angrier and more birdlike but I never had a chance to help her as she helped me. Most of the Team was erased, just vanished as if they never were, with only Mirage and Terra remaining. I tried keeping in contact with them but they clearly wanted nothing to do with me, they wished to forget the Team Titans for good.
Years later I’ve moved on for the most part. I’ve generally tired to stay out of heroics, too dangerous overall, I’d just be another target and nameless face the media would forget. Nightwing some time later contacted me to tell me about what happened to the Team, though I couldn’t tell you why he brought it up again, I had made my peace with it some time ago, though I still don’t believe the Teamers were fakes, Carrie was far too real of a person to have just been a creation. I was reassured of this not too much later.
The sky again reacted strangely one day and it turned red. Heroes fought bravely and robots flew the skies attacking them, a veritable Crisis. I did what I could to help the public. The robots seemed to not know who I was and couldn’t react to my powers. Though I kept on the run from them just in case, one could never be too safe after all. But the strangest part of this time was when the sky filled with what looked like hundreds of Earths and what looked like giant hands pushing them together. I marveled at the worlds and felt tugged…Elsewhere.
I was pushed and pulled in every direction and found myself somewhere eerily familiar. It looked like my past come to life all over again. I saw the Teamers fighting some powerful being with orange hair. But most importantly I saw her, Carrie, Redwing. They sounded just like they did back then. Carrie looked at me and almost instantly yelled at me to enter the battle and to keep their enemy distracted. I did so but only for a little while I quickly felt tugged back and found myself where I was before.
It wasn’t until later that my mind finally comprehended. Perhaps the Team Titans are gone, but they weren’t just fakes. They were real, they are real, somewhere and perhaps they would be again. They were from the future after all. Perhaps they’ll exist again. I just have to wait until then. This inspired me to get back into heroics and keep their memory alive until they return. My powers allow me to create illusions and so the whole world will see them, even if I have to make them myself until they truly return.
Word Count: 1325
Characters: Chimera/Sanjeet Rey, Redwing (and the Team Titans)
Prompt: Chimera and Redwing (Team Titans), Chimera remembering her good friend.
A/N: Read Team Titans Annual #1 for Sanjeet’s Origin Story!
Summary: They’re still out there.
I apologize for this fic. I'm not much of a writer but hopefully you'll enjoy anyway.
History forgets many, perhaps this is no truer than for my friends, the once and former Team Titans. Yes, Team. They were seldom on the news, particularly when compared to the Teen Titans or Titans but when they did it was because the government feared those they knew nothing about. The Team Titans strange as it may be to say were apparently from the future, or a future, and some say a false future.
I myself only learned of them when a strange duo came to attend my school, one looked ordinary enough, she was a blond with quite an attitude, she didn’t talk all that much, though she seemed to be bad at history. The other one, Carrie, however had red hair and wings, actual wings, not some props, on her back. She tended to just hang out with her friend though the blond girl tended to cut classes pretty often but Carrie wouldn’t.
After a few weeks I tried opening up to her to welcome her to the school though she took some convincing, what with being ostracized because of her appendages. I myself often felt like an outsider because of my Indian background so I suppose it only made sense we’d flock together. We became good friends for the time we had together. I introduced her to the fun of shopping and helped her coordinate and alter her shirts for her wings. I probably sewed more shirts when I knew her than I’d do in the rest of my life.
But despite the good times I had with Carrie and the fact we talked about many things. Including what possible careers a girl with giant wings on her back could work to get I didn’t tell Carrie a lot of what was happening to me at home. My dad, Frank, worked at an office as a electronics technician but his demeanor changed a few years ago. My mom and I started seeing him spending more than he usually would and his work schedule became erratic. My mom wondered what was up but she was too afraid to confront him about it, he had a history of bad anger management and would hit her at times so she tended to avoid confronting him.
I decided to find out what was going on with him once and for all and followed him one night using the allowance I’d saved for a while to hire taxi drivers to follow him discretely. I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. He was talking to shady people and apparently was their leader. He’d been peddling drugs in the city. When I saw it I couldn’t contain my anger and came out directly then and there to confront him about it. Clearly I wasn’t thinking, I could’ve been killed to keep their secrecy but my father, angry himself took this breach into his own hands and gave me a dose of the drugs he was peddling to keep me quiet.
By the time I was figuring out what was going on again he was apparently driving me home and we were on the highway going back. Once he saw me come to he stopped the car to try talking to me and calming me down. I bailed from the car then and there and left. Had I known what was going to happen perhaps I wouldn’t have gotten angry and left, but I suppose I get that from him. All the last few weeks the news channels reported strange rumors of flying monsters killing people, the general populace assumed they were jokes or just over exaggerations but some time later the Justice League International at the time made it clear that the threat was real and that they were on it. Admittedly the man in gold who tended to do cereal commercials didn’t exactly reassure me of my safety at the time.
As luck would have it I was attacked by the monster. I would’ve been killed like so many others but I made it out alright, seems Carrie spotted part of my confrontation with my father. I was then taken to the hospital and treated and began to manifest abilities. I could alter reality around myself and create lifelike illusions. I almost used them to kill myself until Carrie and her team helped my mind confront the monster who did this to me, my father. I wanted to kill him but my mother convinced me that he could go where he belonged, with the other monsters in jail. I hung out with the Team a short while.
Sometime later, after the monsters from the news were finally killed and we were all safe again another awful event occurred, the Zero Hour. The public was never told the specifics but the skies turned white as if everything was being destroyed. I lost track of Carrie during that time and never saw her again. She began changing too, some form of mutation which made her angrier and more birdlike but I never had a chance to help her as she helped me. Most of the Team was erased, just vanished as if they never were, with only Mirage and Terra remaining. I tried keeping in contact with them but they clearly wanted nothing to do with me, they wished to forget the Team Titans for good.
Years later I’ve moved on for the most part. I’ve generally tired to stay out of heroics, too dangerous overall, I’d just be another target and nameless face the media would forget. Nightwing some time later contacted me to tell me about what happened to the Team, though I couldn’t tell you why he brought it up again, I had made my peace with it some time ago, though I still don’t believe the Teamers were fakes, Carrie was far too real of a person to have just been a creation. I was reassured of this not too much later.
The sky again reacted strangely one day and it turned red. Heroes fought bravely and robots flew the skies attacking them, a veritable Crisis. I did what I could to help the public. The robots seemed to not know who I was and couldn’t react to my powers. Though I kept on the run from them just in case, one could never be too safe after all. But the strangest part of this time was when the sky filled with what looked like hundreds of Earths and what looked like giant hands pushing them together. I marveled at the worlds and felt tugged…Elsewhere.
I was pushed and pulled in every direction and found myself somewhere eerily familiar. It looked like my past come to life all over again. I saw the Teamers fighting some powerful being with orange hair. But most importantly I saw her, Carrie, Redwing. They sounded just like they did back then. Carrie looked at me and almost instantly yelled at me to enter the battle and to keep their enemy distracted. I did so but only for a little while I quickly felt tugged back and found myself where I was before.
It wasn’t until later that my mind finally comprehended. Perhaps the Team Titans are gone, but they weren’t just fakes. They were real, they are real, somewhere and perhaps they would be again. They were from the future after all. Perhaps they’ll exist again. I just have to wait until then. This inspired me to get back into heroics and keep their memory alive until they return. My powers allow me to create illusions and so the whole world will see them, even if I have to make them myself until they truly return.