I Own Nothing and I have to mention, this'll be very au. VERY AU. With OCC.
ANY TIPS AND POINTERS WOULD BE GREAT AS THIS IS MY FIRST STORY
The streets of Gotham always had a forbidding air about them. And just about anyone who walked and lived on the streets,alleys and slums found this feature comforting. Bart had too, after that night seven years ago. The short fifteen year old boy had lived on the streets of Gotham had lived since he was eight, after his mother disappeared. The social workers hadn't even bothered putting him in a foster home, as he wasn't a registered child. Him and his mother had traveled with the Haly's Circus, and being part Romani and had being raised that way, dear ol' mom didn't believe in that and had taught him everything. Everything included 'standard' (Really he knew a shitload of physics,chemistry, mathematics and several languages beside English) schooling to BAMF hacking skills and acrobatics to hand-to-hand combat, which had served him well on the streets.
After the Circus had been busted for illegal activity, Mom had went looking for a job and home, which were both found. But one night there was a fire,and the next thing he knew, he was alone. A scream caught Bart's attention, it sounded like a woman. As he turned a corner, Bart saw a woman being restrained by two men while another was hitting a man that was probably her husband. A flash of disgust speared Bart's gut, No you don't, you bastards! Bart began to speed up his pace "Hey!" The thugs and the couple whipped their heads to him "What are you doin',punk." The one who beating the man into a pulp spat, the scar on his face made him appear to be menacing,and merely smiled like he was just teasing a friend Bart smiled. Shrugging,he said "Oh,nothing." Just this.
Time seemed slow(But really It was that Bart was moving at superhuman speeds) as Bart began to lunge at the man,hitting him with a spinning back-fist. Bart then used him like a wall to jump off and flipped over the other thug's heads. He grabbed both of them and pulled them away, kicking one of them over the head and judo-flipping the other.Time seemed to speed back up, all three thugs went flying in opposite directions. Bart turned around to go back to his business, when a sharp pain stung him in the neck. "I feel dizzy..." The teen dropped on the ground in a heap. The woman held a syringe in her hand and smirked. She pressed the comm in her ear and said "We got another one."
Red Robin A.K.A Tim Drake stared at he scene before him. Garfield asleep as a goat,Miguel was on the couch shouting at the TV , while Raven was reading a book and singing some heavy metal song,and Cassie was on her phone screaming at her mom. Tim Raised a hand to rub his temple when the TV switched from whatever it was to the special channel used for League broadcasts. "Titans!" said Batman. Gar woke up,Raven took off her headphones and Cassie dropped her phone. Miguel merely had the look Why? written across his face.
Batman calmly observed the teams mishaps "There have been a series of kidnappings of homeless teens be a organization called 'Cadmus'. The League has reason to suspect that they plan to awaken any of the dormant Meta-gene in them." Everyone was now attentive to the mission briefing "You will go and Investigate, but you will not engage. I repeat, you will NOT engage. That will be a League priority. Batman out." The screen flickered off. Cassie exploded "Why can't we engage the enemy! It's not like we can't take them,right." Tim stepped in "We have no Idea If those kids they caught are Meta-human or will be Meta-humans or not, and some of them might side with Cadmus. So,instead of rushing in guns blazing, we should at least take a look first before we do something stupid."
No response for anyone "Lets get a move on." And approximately thirty minutes later, the Teen Titans arrived at Cadmus.
Superboy stared at Cadmus's most recent catch. He was a boy with messy brown hair that looked like someone had cut it with a pair of safety scissors (It probably had been considering this kid was a street rat). He was petite in height and build, somewhat feminine. Superboy, or Kon-El--as Supergirl had called him, took into consideration that this was the first actual Meta-human Cadmus had captured. He studied the boy for a couple of seconds before his eyes fluttered open.
Kon-El was shocked to see that the Meta-human's eyes were a bright 20-karat golden color. It was a startling contrast to his pale skin, the boy groggily closed his eyes again. It took a moment to realize that he was tied up and another to take notice of Kon-El "What the hell's going on here!" he yelled, golden eyes flashing. And Kon-El managed to get a good look at the boy's face, he was right out gorgeous. The boy's luminous and intense golden eyes were framed by dark lashes, his face was slightly heart-shaped and the dirt smeared on his face did nothing at all to take away from this.
"You are here to be studied." Kon said, finding his voice. The boy stared at him for a awhile, before saying "Who are you?". Kon was slightly taken aback by this "My name is Kon-El,I am a clone of Kal-El. I'm am a weapon created by Cadmus to prevent anyone from getting in the way of It's mission, evolution of the human race." As he was the saying this the boy's expression changed. It wasn't anger or fear, it was something else that seemed... gentle and warm. "Did they ever give you a choice,did they ever let you go outside?"
"They let me outside or missions,nothing else." Kon-El answered, Why was this person asking him this? Those golden eyes bore holes into his very being "So you never knew what it was like to have a family, to have friends? To have a life outside of Cadmus what so ever?" This boy's concern was something that was new to Kon, no one else had ever address him so kindly. "That's right,he hasn't and he won't." A sharp,cold voice and stern cut through the room. A man, one of the scientists,walked along with an assistants. "Because he's a weapon and he'll nothing more than that." Suddenly the the boy surged forth,spinning around and slamming the chair into the scientist. He crumbled into a boneless heap.
The boy turned to Kon,who was just a little impressed of what just went down."Well,I'm getting the hell out of here." The boy said "You know you can come with me." Kon growled "I can't leave! It's my home." The boy looked confused "Not that a street rat would understand that." Kon spat out after that, the boy's expression morphed into fury. Despite being more than a foot taller than him, the boy managed to stare Kon down and make him feel really small "I had home before all that shit had happened, so don't you on lecturing me about that. And if there's one thing I learned from that time, it's that home isn't a place. It's the person or the people who care about you." after a moment of silence "Do they treat you well?" "No." The boy reeled back.
"Oooooh, you are so coming with me. I'm not the kinda of person to just let people get treated like crap." The boy grabbed his arm as Kon's head swarmed with thoughts "Wait, if I am going with you, at least tell me your name." Kon sighed, this kid wasn't going to let him stay. Not that h even wanted to "Me? I'm Just Bart."