Checkmate; an anti-hero secretly taught by Jason Todd, or Red Hood. Once Batman caught wind of this he forced Checkmate to join the Titans in order to remodel him. Once a goofball of a bitch who could and would kill you if annoyed. To a young, still...
There you stood, in front of the famous T tower, out came four figures.
Beastboy. 5 foot baby man.
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Cyborg. Lotta cords.
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Starfire. Exhibitionist?
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Raven. Not...walking. Lazy.
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"She's. . .she's one wrong move away from nudity. The fuck?" You comment on Starfire's. . .attire I suppose.
"Told her that myself, but it's how her people dress, so she dresses like that out of tradition." Dick fills you in.
"Welp, I'm just gonna skip pleasantries." You do a peace sign before vanishing.
Dick groans, "He claims to be twenty yet acts like teen who just got the privilege to swear."
"He better not be eating my snacks!" Beastboy grumbles, alongside his stomach.
"He doesn't eat." Dick says bluntly, "His powers allow him to go without sleep or food. He can have both, but generally he chooses not to. God, once he kept me up all night sending me memes."
"Great, another Garfield, but worse. If at all possible." Raven sighs, also teleporting to the tower.
"Let's just help him in, and whatever you do, don't piss him off. He will, quite literally, blow your mind."
The three remaining Titans were warned, and wonder what they got themselves into.
Time Skip
You were in the training room Dick gave just for you, repeatedly you slam your wrapped fists into a punching bag. It was around four in the morning, you were wearing simple shorts and a tank top.
Raven walks in wearing shorts and a loose tshirt, "Really? It's four in the morning and you're working out?"
You turn to her, for the first time she sees your face. Your hair sticks to your forehead, damp with sweat. You wave your hand and a towel appears in your hand.
Dabbing it onto your forehead you give her a lopsided smirk, you notice her eyes study you; trying to pick apart every detail.
You decide to tease her a bit, "Like what you see?"
"Not interested." She rolls her eyes.
"Okay." You shrug as you dry your face off.
"You're not going to keep trying?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Uh, no? You stated disinterest, I may kill baddies and find joy out of it, but I draw the line at pushing myself onto a girl." You state bluntly, "Why? You want me to keep trying?" You laugh, snapping you're body is clean of sweat, and in a clean set of clothes.
"Your powers are quite peculiar."
"I'm a magic user if that wasn't clear. I should've been taught by Dr. Fate or Zatana, but I was a special case. All my abilities were already mastered."
"Then why did Dick say you were beaten by Batman?"
"He doesn't have any superpowers so I thought it'd be unfair, turns out it was, just not for him."
Her lips slightly curve upwards.
"So what can you do?"
"Teleport, telekinesis, cryokinesis, pyrokenisis, telepathy, summon things, make things go into my pocket dimension, and three unique powers I keep active at all times are the ability to not need food, water, or sleep. Infinite energy. And a weak healing factor." You smirk.
"I thought you said all of your powers were mastered? So why is your healing factor weak?"
"That one isn't really a power; you see I have meta human genes, and that's what I got from the genes." With a small stretch you head towards the kitchen with Raven trailing behind you.
You grab some coffee creamer, sugar, a mug, and a Keurig cup.
"Coffee?"
"Black, no sugar."
"You drink your coffee like Bats. Or at least from what I've heard from Red Hood."
"Okay?" She asks, not wanting to know trivial things about Batman.
"You are one tough shell to crack, normally I can at least make someone chuckle by now."
"So?"
"So, a comrade I don't laugh with is a comrade I don't truly feel-" stopping mid sentence you summon your gun and shoot it right over Raven's shoulder.
"What the fuck?! Just because I-"
You walk by her, "Quiet, who knows how many more are here."
She blinks, her eyes fully adjusted to the dark.
You pick up the member of the League of Assassins by the throat, "Did Ra's send you?" Your voice is deathly calm and serious, just hearing the change in your voice is enough to make Raven shiver.
The assassin doesn't speak, you squeeze their neck tighter, "ANSWER ME!" Your voice bellows, bound to wake up the other Titans.
They nod slightly, you clench your jaw, and swiftly snap their neck.
"What's going on?!" Dick and Star run in, both in pjs but Dick has his mask on.
"The League is coming after me again."
Dick barely glances at the new corpse, always making an exception when you kill a member of the League.
"If you found this assassin that easily they're getting sloppy." Star comments, already aware of your situation.
"No, they sent this new assassin as a warning." You crouch down and search the assassin, you pull out a paper.
"Checkmate; Rank X. Do not go alone. Reward is one million and your rank rises highly." You read aloud, spitting on the corpse you ignite the paper, "Fucking Ra's, I'm going to fucking drown him in his Lazuras Pit."
"Why does he want you dead?"
"Ain't it obvious?" Your voice still held it's cold edge, "The bastard's my dad."
