Chapter 1

"Do you think she's alive?"

"Can't tell."

I groan and turn my head, still delirious from sleep.

"Be quiet you bozos! She's just waking up!"

I grasp my head and sit up looking for the voice that just spoke. Kneeling down next to me is a girl around the age of 15 or so. She has short blond hair and blue eyes. Dressed in a light blue sundress, she looks like a model.

"Are you okay?" the girl asks.

"I've been better, but I'll be fine. Who are you?"

The girl smiles. "You can call me Sparks if you like."

"And why would I call you Sparks? Little bit of an odd name."

Sparks simply grins and snaps her fingers. Little sparks come off her fingertips.

"I can see why I would call you Sparks," I say attempting a little bit of humor. In reality, I'm a little freaked out.

Who wouldn't be?

I stand up and look around. I'm in a large room with five beds lined up in a row. I was on the last bed on the left. Along one of the walls is a young Native American girl, maybe 11 or 12 years old. She has brown shoulder length hair and brown eyes. She's wearing a white and pink T-shirt and jean kapris. She catches my eye and flies over.

Yes, flies over.

I'm officially going nuts.

"Hi, nice to meet you. My name's Dragonfly."

I stare at the large, gossamer wings on her back. "Is it because you have wings like a dragonfly?"

"Close. It's because I can do this."

Dragonfly closes her eyes and small shimmering diamonds appear around her. Eventually, the diamonds cover her entire body and it becomes really hard to see her. To add to my amazement, she shrinks down to the size of a dragonfly.

"I get it. You can disappear like a dragonfly and shrink down to the size of a dragonfly," I say, even more confused.

"Looks like our sleeping beauty is up," a voice from the other side of the room says. I look over and I see a large figure. Around 16-17 years of age, he has copper skin, brown hair, and really large muscles. He is sporting a sports jersey (pun intended) and athletic shorts. He walks over to join us.

"Call me Vineson," he says, holding out his hand.

"Hi. Are you the strong guy?" I reply, shaking his hand.

"Yep. Welcome to our freak show."

I sit down on one of the beds, looking at my new roommates. "Do you guys think I have these sort of powers too?"

Sparks shrugs. "I don't know. Want to find out?"

Having no better option, I nod my head. I stand up and face Sparks.

"So, what do I do now?"

"Try snapping your fingers. If you have any sort of projectile powers, snapping is a good way to start."

Looking at my fingers, I snap them.

A really large gust of wind whips through the room.

Sparks looks at me excitedly. "Weather powers!"

I simply stare at my hands.

Dragonfly flutters next to me. "What happens if you hold out your hands and focus your energy?"

I try it.

Ice comes shooting out and freezes the wall across the room.

We experiment with my powers and find I can also create torrential downpours, large lightning bolts, and, after awhile of trial and error, I can levitate.

"Awesome! You got the full set!" Sparks says after we finish with every possible exercise known to mankind.

"I guess so. I've got wind, lightning, ice, and rain. I think out of all of them though, I like ice the best," I say, trying to comprehend I can even do this.

"You know," Vineson says, "You're taking the whole 'I've got superpowers' thing pretty well. Sparks' freaked out when she found she could create electricity with her fingers."

Sparks slaps Vineson. "I did not."

Vineson winces. "Uh, yah you did."

Dragonfly gently pushes them apart. "Settle down you two. Our friend here needs to tell us her name."

I run a name list through my head. It being my alter ego name, it had better be good.

"Well, since I like my ice powers the best, how about Crystal?"

Everyone nods his or her head in approval. "I like it. It fits you," Dragonfly comments. She sits down next to me and I turn so that I can see everyone.

"Okay. Now that we are on a first name basis, do you think you guys could answer a couple questions of mine?"

Vineson nods. "Sure. Fire away."

"WHERE ON EARTH AM I!" I exclaim.

Vineson sighs. "I wish I knew."

Okay guys. This is my first fanfiction so please R&R. Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans (no duh). I only own OCs.