Disclaimer: I don't own teen titans. DC do. And whoever holds ownership over the animation. Whatever.
A/N: So this is a 30 day writing challenge I found on the internet and thought I'd try out. It's slightly weird and I've sort of adapted it (considering it wasn't make with fanfiction in mind) Knowing me, I'll probably miss the odd day on accident. I'll try to keep up with it though!
Something you love
I used to love sunrises as a kid. The circus life was a busy one; early mornings and late nights, but it was fun. Each new day would bring new challenges for a young acrobat. Each day often brought along new places too; new destinations to explore and new people to meet when I wasn't practicing or hanging around with the crew. Then, during one of the shows in Gotham, my parents were murdered, their high wire snapping during the middle of their act.
For a long time after that, the days seemed to drag, one merging into the next as guilt filled my mind. I had overheard the Gotham crime-lord Tony Zucco threaten the performers unless the circus paid extortion money; heard the owner of the circus refuse. All I could think was that it was my fault because I hadn't warned my parents in time. Even after I joined Batman on his crusade to rid Gotham's streets of crime (after learning Bruce's identity when I tried to solve the crime on my own) my parents' death remained on the front of my mind.
Things did perk up for a while, as I started to enjoy the challenges of being the Dark Knight's side-kick, but then Two-Face, otherwise known as Harvey Dent, captured Batman and the new district attorney of the time, and it seemed it was down to me to apprehend Two-Face. But I made a mistake; a stupid mistake, and it cost the district attorney his life. It was another death I could have prevented…
It wasn't long after that when I left Batman's shadow and started my short-lived solo act. Short lived because of my friends, now better known as the Teen Titans. After encountering an alien in Jump City, who at the time we had considered a threat, I was soon joined by an ex-Doom Patrol member, a cyborg, and a Demon-Halfling – not that we were aware of Raven's heritage at the time – in taking her down. After a certain… incident that allowed her to instantly learn the English language, we discovered it wasn't her we needed to fight. We were five complete strangers, but it didn't take us long to start fighting as a team. After we managed to defeat the Gordanians, we decided to form the Teen Titans, and protect Jump City's streets.
And I started to feel like myself again. While I led the team – and still do – I never felt like I was under as much pressure as I had been under Batman. They were my friends, there for me when I needed it, and vise versa. That friendship was tested plenty of times, sometimes to the breaking point over the years, but we always pulled through. I was able to appreciate sunrises again. Fighting crime meant early mornings were always to be expected, but I often make time to watch the sun rise over the city from the roof of the tower; to take a few minutes and think about what challenges will face me today, both in and out of the tower.