Disclaimer - I do not own Teen Titans or the Justice League. I'm just toying around with an idea I had that featured people from both groups.

A/N - Hey guys. In this story, the founders in this story are going to be characters that were in the show The Justice League. That means, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Hawkgirl, Flash (Wally West, not Barry Allen), Green Lantern (John Stewart, not Hal Jordan), and the Martian Manhunter are going to be considered the founders of the group.

Raven prowled the streets of Jump City, listening intently for any signs of danger. The Azarathian girl's skin was smooth and was a pale gray. Her violet eyes betrayed no emotion whatsoever. The girl's violet hair was cropped up to her shoulders and was impeccably straight. A diminutive red jewel, known as a Chakra, was placed in the center of her forehead. Her body figure was curvy and she wasn't very tall. Her body was currently clad in a black hoodie and tight, black jeans. Combat boots covered her feet. She wore this outfit for the sole reason of trying to look normal and to help her blend in with the darkness.

A couple of nights ago, Raven had left Azarath in order to protect Earth from evil. By some bizarre outcome, she had ended up in the city next to Gotham City, the place Batman resided and protected. She listened to stories about his accomplishments, and decided to start small with her encounters. In the past two nights, Raven had stopped two men from raping these two women and has prevented a robbery.

Raven was currently near the borderline of Gotham City, walking past dodgy shops and dark alleys. She had just passed a small tattoo shop, when she heard it. A shrill scream. The pale girl quickly flew into the air, and headed towards the voice. In less than a minute, Raven finally reached the sound of the voice. She landed gently on the uneven asphalt, unseen.

Three women and a man were being backed up against a brick wall by three grown men who were wielding guns. A plump woman, the one who had screamed, was begging for the armed men to see reason and avoid any conflicts of violence.

The tallest man raised his gun, and growled, "Sweetheart, you're just asking for a quicker death. Now, open your purse!"

Now seemed like the time for Raven to act. She encased the weapons with her dark aura, and smashed them against the brick wall. The villains whirled around in surprise, only to see nobody there. They looked at each other in apparent bewilderment and confusion.

Raven appeared behind them. "Looking for me?" She then kicked the smallest guy in the stomach, sending him flying back into his colleague.

The man who seemed to be the leader aimed a punch at her face, but she caught his fist, and twisted his arm in an uncomfortable position. He snatched his arm away, feinting a kick to her shin, before pushing her forcefully against the wall.

"You working for the Bat?" The man asked, his grip on her forearms tightening.

Raven hissed in response, and several pebbles started pelting the man in the head. He hardly flinched.

"Feisty, huh? How 'bout you and I go somewhere private, and solve some unfinished business, sweetheart?"

Raven's body disappeared, and a few seconds later she appeared behind the man. "How about I kick your ass, instead?" Trash bags from a dumpster dropped on the man.

One of the men leaped towards Raven, and she produced a shield around herself, which sent him flying backwards. The other man stood up, and aimed a series of blows at her. She avoided every single one, before landing a couple of hits on him. She surrounded him with darkness, then lifted her arm and moved it to the left. His body followed her motions. After he was rendered unconscious, she turned back to the two other men. She was barely aware that the group of innocent people were watching the scene in awe.

Both men ran at her from both sides. She stood still, waiting. At the last moment, she transported a few feet away, in time to see the men run into each other. The smallest one crumpled, down for the count. The one man remaining growled, before removing a dagger from the pocket of his coat, pointing it at the Azarathian.

"So, you really want to play with knives?" Raven took out a pair of kunai knives that were strapped to her jeans.

The man grunted, and lunged towards her, trying to slice her arm. She parried the attack with the knives. While she continued blocking the attacks with ease, the man was beginning to fatigue. She managed to slash his cheek with a knife, and he winced as crimson blood slowly trickled down his chin. Meanwhile, Raven had wrapped an abandoned car in her aura, and it went spinning into the alley, crashing into the muscled man's body. The man had jumped out of the way at last second, and had only been hit with a tire, albeit forcefully. However, he was starting to black out. As a final attempt of dispatching Raven, he threw his knife.

He missed his mark.

The dagger soared past Raven's outstretched arm, and embedded itself into the chest of the one of the innocent people backed up against the wall. The man that was accompanying the three women. He grunted in pain, and collapsed on the ground, blood oozing onto the pavement.

Raven immediately dropped on all fours, and kneeled next to the man. Two of the women were shocked beyond words. The other, a pretty woman with red hair, was screaming her head off, worried to death about the man who was her lover. Raven put her hand on the man's forehead, easing the pain slightly. Gently, she took the dagger out of his chest, which caused more blood to to spill onto the ground. She raised her hand over the wound, and started healing the gash. Slowly, the blood disappeared, and the laceration was closing up. After a few minutes, the only remaining signs of the wound was a pale scar.

Raven stood up, and said, "I've done the best I could with healing him, but I suggest making sure he rests for a few days. No strenuous acts, or else it might open up again. Give him plenty of water, also. Follow those directions, and he should be fine."

The red-haired woman thanked Raven profusely and shook her hand a plethora of times. From the body contact, Raven learned that a gang from Gotham City had been threatening her, so she had her next door neighbor and sister come and protect her, along with her husband. They had been leaving a movie theater, when the goons snuck up on them and backed them into an alley.

The plump woman, the sister, offered to give Raven one hundred dollars, but Raven declined the offer. Raven walked with them to their car that was three blocks away. After making sure they were okay, they drove away, and Raven watched them leave.

"You did a good job back there... for an amateur."

Raven whirled around, only to come face to face with the notorious Batman. She cursed under her breath for letting him sneak up on her. "I thought you protected Gotham City," she said in her average monotone voice.

"It was close enough to Gotham City for it to receive my attention," he replied.

Raven studied his appearance. He was wearing his uniform, which didn't surprise her. The tight gray material showed muscles, and a black logo of a bat was in the middle of his chest. He wore his mask, which obscured his features. His cape fluttered in the air behind him, the wind whipping at it wildly, making it look like the wings of a bat.

"So, let's see," he said. "Teleportation abilities, flight, telekinesis, and healing abilities. Anything else?"

Raven crossed her arms over her chest. "Maybe."

She started to walk away, but a hand clamped on her shoulder. "You ever heard of the Justice League?"

"Of course."

"We're starting an institute for people like you, kids with extraordinary powers, and we'll teach them how to use their powers wisely and for the good of man-kind. Submissions are due within a week, and on the first of next month, every young hero will be tested and have an interview with the main members of the Justice League. If you get in, you'll learn how to control your powers with your classmates. And, personally, I believe that you're good enough to get in. You can get submission forms at any police department, by the way."

"I'm not interested."

"So, you're not interested in protecting the world? Did I understand that correctly?"

"No, I do. I just don't do very well with crowds."

"Funny. Neither do I," he smirked.

"Lovely. Now, if you don't mind, I have to go."

"At least think about it. One day, the main members of the Justice League will be gone. We need heroes who will continue protecting the world from harm. Preferably ones that know what they're doing. So, once again, all submission forms are due at midnight on Sunday. Just go to a police station, and they'll know what to do."

Raven looked away, biting her lip. Surrounding herself with people seemed like a bad idea. They were bound to get hurt; which was something she wanted to avoid. She looked back at the place Batman was standing earlier, only to find him gone. She swore under her breath, before launching up in the air, flying.

When she arrived at her hotel room, she immediately opened the balcony door and stared at the stars overhead. The scenery on this planet could sometimes really captivate her, even if the beauty could never match that of Azarath. For example, the intricate pattern of the stars and how it always seemed to change was something that always seemed to awe the girl. It really was a pity how a superfluous amount of humans never seemed to appreciate the beauty of it.

After heaving a great sigh, Raven levitated herself into the air and crossed her legs. She closed her eyes, clearing her mind of any thoughts or emotion. After a few moments, she started chanting her mantra, "Azarath Metrion Zinthos." Soon enough, she was completely oblivious to her surroundings.

That turned out to be a big mistake. Suddenly, her waist was wrapped with a strong cord, causing her body to fall on the balcony floor. Her eyes snapped open, searching around for the threat. She didn't even notice a flowerpot break a few feet away from her.

In front of her, standing on the thin railing of the balcony, was a boy dressed like a walking traffic light. The boy had spiky jet-black hair and his eyes were covered by a mask. His costume was an assortment of green, red, and yellow. In all, his costume appeared absolutely ludicrous and garish.

"What's with the mask?" Raven asked bitterly, as she started untangling herself from the cord.

The masked boy tilted his head to the side, studying her appearance. "What's with the hood?"

"Fair enough," Raven remarked dryly. "Who are you and what do you want?"

The masked boy jumped off the ledge of the balcony, landing gracefully onto the concrete. "The name's Robin. For a couple of days, I've been wondering who has been helping me out in Jump City. I couldn't figure it out, so I went to talk to the Bats, and he told me about your little meeting."

"How did you know where to find me? I didn't think the Batman to be one to give up information so easily."

Robin smirked. "He does if you're practically a son to him." Raven's confused expression made him continue. "The Bats is my mentor. He's trained me and helped me become the man I am today. Without him, I would probably be in a very dark place. I owe him my life, to put it frankly."

Raven nodded slowly, taking in the information. "You didn't answer my other question, though."

"Oh, yeah. I was jumping on rooftops, and I noticed that you matched the description that Batman described. You seemed distracted, so I naturally thought that it was an excellent opportunity to sneak up on you. Apparently, it worked."

Raven huffed. This was the last time she would meditate outside, even though the scenery surrounding her sometimes helped her concentrate.

Robin sat down in a chair, and propped his legs on the table sitting in front of it. "The Bats also mentioned that you don't want to join their academy. Why not? I mean, you obviously don't have the Midas Touch with your powers, after all." He jutted his chin towards the broken flowerpot.

Raven crossed her arms, disgruntled. Who did this boy think he was, insulting her and her powers? Especially when she could probably kick his ass all the way across town. However, she didn't toss his body around the small space provided by the balcony. She wasn't going to lose control of her emotions. The outcome would be very bad, indeed.

"You know," Robin said, "it's a really good opportunity. Heroes can fit in with everybody else and won't be shunned. They get a chance to master their powers. They even get to learn from the infamous Justice League! Why pass up that opportunity?"

"Maybe I don't want to be a hero. Ever considered that, Boy Blunder?"

"Why are you fighting crime in Jump City, then?" The boy smirked.

Raven swore under her breath. Her glare seemed to be having no effect whatsoever on the Boy Wonder.

"Look, I'm just telling you that you should seriously consider it. In fact, if you want, I can come with you right now to the closest police department and help you fill out some of the paperwork."

Instead of answering, Raven trudged towards the sliding door, and after opening it, entered her hotel room. Before he could follow her inside, Raven slammed the door shut, and locked it.

Robin yelled, "That was a one time offer, I hope you know!"

Rolling her eyes, Raven grabbed the lever used to move the curtains, and shut it closed. Satisfied, the Azarathian girl made her way through the dark, and picked up a random novel off the coffee table. She then entered the single bedroom, and fell asleep reading Bram Stoker's "Dracula".

-Meanwhile Back At The Watchtower-

Batman was sitting at the kitchen counter, sipping a mug of coffee. Superman was standing nearby, making beef bourguignon.

"I'm telling you, Clark, she has the potential to be great."

"Even if that may be, it's still her decision on whether she wants to attend the academy. We can't force her. That just wouldn't be right," was Superman's response.

"How many people have applied, anyways?"

"About fifty people, I believe."

Batman nodded thoughtfully, and drained the mug of its contents. He hoped that Robin and his words would be able to convince the girl to attend the school. He had a strong suspicion that it would be an interesting year if she attended...

-The Next Day-

Raven slipped on a pair of jeans and put on a long sleeved jade green and black shirt. After she was satisfied on how that looked, she slid on her black combat boots. She grabbed the hotel key-card, and exited the room.

The Azarathian girl was sipping some herbal tea from a plastic cup, walking on the crowded streets of Jump City. Thankfully, she didn't exactly stick out like a sore thumb because of her hair and skin color. There were many teenagers and young adults who had dyed their hair an unnatural color and there were numerous girls with awful spray tans that made their skin appear a sickly orange. She grumbled in annoyance when a man who looked like he was in his thirties bumped into her, making her spill her tea over the concrete. She swore, and decided to take a detour, one that wouldn't be as crowded.

Raven entered the nearest alley, planning on flying to the local bookshop. Just as she was about to launch up into the air, a crumpled piece of paper hit her in the face. She unfolded it, and sighed when she saw what it said. It was an ad for the Justice League Academy. Each founding member of the group was on the ad with a dark glow surrounding their bodies. The text underneath the pictures were block letters and was medium in size. Below that, was smaller type that gave instructions for your application. From the ad, Raven learned that all applications were due on Sunday, three days away from now. Against her better judgment, Raven folded the paper neatly, and stuffed it in her pocket. She then took off in flight...

The next couple of days passed uneventfully. Apparently, Robin was pulling his weight in Jump City and Batman's mere name was taking a toll on the criminals in Gotham City. So, the empath read and meditated. And, frankly, it was boring her to death.

It was Sunday evening, and the month of August was slowly coming to a close. Raven had just finished reading "The Hunchback of Notre-Dame" and the book had set an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. It had also made her mood drop drastically, which was saying something.

Wanting to take her mind off the vivid images of Esmeralda's and Quasimodo's corpses. She grabbed the key to the room, and made her way down the staircase to the lobby. When she was outside, she stuffed her hands into her pockets, and took a left.

While she was walking, the conversations she had with both Boy Wonder and Batman appeared in her head, along with the information she had read from the ad. Would she really be wasting a chance and opportunity? Would going to this school for young superheroes really help save the world, and possibly prevent the prophecy from happening?

Before she knew it, she was stopped in front of the local police department. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and saw the officer on desk duty look up, alert.

"How may I help you?" The police woman asked politely.

Raven bit her lip, not sure on how to proceed. She fumbled with her fingers for a few seconds, before awkwardly asking the woman for the application forms for the Justice League Academy.

The woman smiled, and reached over, opening a cabinet. From it, she took out a stack of papers, which she handed to Raven. The police officer also handed her a pen.

Raven retreated into the far corner of the main room of the police department, and stared at the form. It asked questions like, 'What is your name (or the alias you wish to go by)' and 'What is your greatest ambition?'. The Azarathian answered them thoughtfully and truthfully. When the form was completely filled out, Raven could hardly believe that an hour had passed.

The woman at the desk smiled at Raven once more, and wished her good luck. Raven tentatively smiled back, wondering if she was making a major mistake on going through with this...

So, that was kind of an introduction, I guess you could say. The next chapter will feature the academy and students who wish to attend. I hope you liked this chapter? Let me know if I should continue it, yeah?