Blanket Disclaimer: Poison Tonic LX does not own the Teen Titans or any characters therein. Don't sue her, please, because if you do I won't have a home anymore…-Ralph, the muse

Caleb is an old Hebrew name meaning 'bold one'.

Well, it's a very good name to describe me, though I think my parents probably didn't know that when they named me. Mayhap it's a good dose of god's love for irony.

The point is, that's my name.

Caleb Dawson.

Such a boring, ordinary name, wouldn't you say?

Surely not the name of someone like me—someone who has outsmarted the best of the best, the greatest of the great, the smartest of the smart…and so on and so forth.

But then again, there aren't very many great people who have wondrous names, are there?

Napoleon Bonaparte, Julius Caesar, Adolph Hitler…none of these were extraordinary names until after their owners proved them to be great.

Caleb Dawson will never be considered a great name, though I have proven myself to be great hundreds of times.

Why, you ask?

Because, you see, Caleb Dawson never did any of those things.

The one who did those things…was a marvelous thief called Red X.

I know what you're thinking…you're thinking I'm an arrogant fool. That I'll be stopped in my proverbial tracks by some great hero and taken down to size.

Ah…that's the story I'm going to tell you.

Because, although it was Red X who was the greatest thief anyone had ever known, perhaps with the sole exception of Slade, it was Caleb Dawson who fell in love.

Red X didn't do emotions. He was a thief—what need did he have of such trivial things, when there were such nicer, better paying things to be had?

Ironically, the one who showed Red X—or rather, Caleb Dawson—that emotions weren't such bad things…was someone who shared his belief that they were pointless.

But that will come later.

A/N: I have already received a comment on using Adolph Hitler as one of the greats on the list in the above prologue. I meant no offense, am as American as can be, and hate Hitler as much as the next person. However, (1) this list is supposed to have been compiled by Red X, a criminal, and (2) although Hitler was a Grade A Jerk and did terrible things, he was a great man. Not great in the sense that he was an all around good guy, because everyone knows he most certainly was not. But he was a great motivational speaker and leader. He was also 'great' in the sense that his legacy, both good (leadership, tactics, etc.) and bad (the Holocaust, obviously), will be remembered by everyone. In fact, he was made 'Motivational Speaker of the Year' by Times Magazine in the late 30's. Anyone here who has read the HP books should remember Ollivander's quote: 'Terrible, yes, but great'. Please disregard the use of his name if it offends you, as it probably does. He seemed like the type of tactician a person like the X in my story would, in some respects (tactics ONLY), admire. Again, I didn't mean to offend anyone, and I'm definitely NOT a Nazi.