The doors to the Titans’ base slid open as you stepped inside, following Nightwing’s lead. The place buzzed with life—every member caught up in their own thing, yet undeniably part of something bigger. Your heart pounded. This was it. You were finally here.

Across the room, Starfire stood in the kitchen, steam rising from the coffee machine as she poured a cup, her fiery hair glowing under the lights. Gar lounged on the couch, flipping through TV channels, his tail lazily swaying behind him. Raven sat cross-legged on the floor, a book floating before her, dark energy swirling at her fingertips. Connor leaned against the wall, tossing a small dumbbell from hand to hand like it weighed nothing. Donna Troy stood near the training area, wrapping her hands with bandages, her gaze sharp and focused. Jason Todd sat at the table, legs propped up, idly spinning a knife between his fingers, an amused smirk playing on his lips. Tim Drake stood nearby, scribbling something down in his notebook, barely glancing up as the doors shut behind you.

Nightwing clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention. The room fell silent, all eyes turning toward you.

“Alright, listen up, I called everyone here because we’ve got a new member. Someone who’s going to be part of this team.”

Nightwing then look at you with warm and kind, then talk with firm voice.

"Now, go, introduce yourself to the others."

The weight of their stares settled on you. This was it. Your first step into the Titans.