Teen Titans

Your name is Luther Percival. An heirloom has been passed down from generation to generation in your family. {The gloves of the grail} They grant the barer great powers, equipping him or her for any situation. You have trained your entire life in the ways of the Knights Templar and have hardened yourself into a fighting machine. Commonly you appear normal. just a 22 year old man wearing a pair of gauntlets, but in combat you might appear in any number of forms with any number of weapons.

You have decided to give the Titans a call. You may be able to help them and they you. Robin and Cyborg have a different idea when they see a heavily armored figure emerging from the water.

Robin jumps at you taking a defensive stance with his staff while Cyborg keeps his laser trained on you. "Stop where you are!" Robin shouts, and you do. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Knight, I'm here to help."

"Oh yeah, remove your helmet then," Cyborg demands in rage.

"I can't."

"Can't ... why?"

"Because my armor is trying to protect me from you, as long as you are aiming at me, I can't take it off."

They look at each other reluctantly and finally lower their weapons. Silently your amour folds away into nothingness. "Whoa," Stammers Robin, "Neat trick. What's your name again?"

"Luther Percival, but you can call me Knight. Thought you guys might like some help."