Chapter One: Such a Normal Day
There was nothing beyond the words. Even though the world was empty, the words were so full. The words perfected the emptiness. "Azerath Metrion Zinthos," Raven chanted. All things came into focus in the place where there was nothing.
There was one feeling which she probably shouldn't have pushed from her mind, however. That was the fear of being startled out of her trance. That fear was logically based. It had happened many other times, after all. The reason she shouldn't have pushed it out was, simply, that it was about to happen.
"Raven!" yelled Beast Boy. The world of silence shattered.
Raven fell from the place where she had been levitating and landed on the couch with Beast Boy sitting immediately next to her. She looked up and suppressed the power to incinerate something. The shape shifter had a camera in one hand which was undoubtedly focused on her face. She had only the smallest amount of time to do all this, as Beast Boy quickly took a picture.
Raven had no idea why he had the flash on when the lighting was adequate. Her composure was shattered for a second, but nothing caught fire in that time. Raven rubbed out the spots which floated in front of her eyes. She could feel anger bubbling to the surface and contained it to a visible aura. Dark flames whipped around head. She let the action speak for her.
"Maybe you should wait until let Raven know beforehand about any pictures you're going to take," Robin said. He sat at the kitchenette with a sandwich as he watched the pair.
"What are you doing with that camera, any way?" Raven asked as she allowed the flames dissipate.
"It's my new hobby. I'm gonna be a photographer when I get older," Beast Boy said.
"You're already a superhero. Is that not enough for you to be when you grow up?"
"I could be one in my spare time. Like, 'superhero by day and famous photographer by night, he searches the world for crime and pretty things,' or something."
Raven shook her head and didn't realize that Beast Boy had just called her pretty. She closed her eyes and had just started to tune things out when an unfamiliar siren when off.
Starfire flew into the main room and said, "What is it? I do not recognize this new alarm."
Cyborg, who had been uncharacteristically quiet while reading a comic book, checked a control panel. "Someone's calling for help."
"That doesn't sound too different from other occasions," Raven said.
"It's not just anyone who can set off this one," Cyborg said. "Another superhero needs help."
There was nothing beyond the words. Even though the world was empty, the words were so full. The words perfected the emptiness. "Azerath Metrion Zinthos," Raven chanted. All things came into focus in the place where there was nothing.
There was one feeling which she probably shouldn't have pushed from her mind, however. That was the fear of being startled out of her trance. That fear was logically based. It had happened many other times, after all. The reason she shouldn't have pushed it out was, simply, that it was about to happen.
"Raven!" yelled Beast Boy. The world of silence shattered.
Raven fell from the place where she had been levitating and landed on the couch with Beast Boy sitting immediately next to her. She looked up and suppressed the power to incinerate something. The shape shifter had a camera in one hand which was undoubtedly focused on her face. She had only the smallest amount of time to do all this, as Beast Boy quickly took a picture.
Raven had no idea why he had the flash on when the lighting was adequate. Her composure was shattered for a second, but nothing caught fire in that time. Raven rubbed out the spots which floated in front of her eyes. She could feel anger bubbling to the surface and contained it to a visible aura. Dark flames whipped around head. She let the action speak for her.
"Maybe you should wait until let Raven know beforehand about any pictures you're going to take," Robin said. He sat at the kitchenette with a sandwich as he watched the pair.
"What are you doing with that camera, any way?" Raven asked as she allowed the flames dissipate.
"It's my new hobby. I'm gonna be a photographer when I get older," Beast Boy said.
"You're already a superhero. Is that not enough for you to be when you grow up?"
"I could be one in my spare time. Like, 'superhero by day and famous photographer by night, he searches the world for crime and pretty things,' or something."
Raven shook her head and didn't realize that Beast Boy had just called her pretty. She closed her eyes and had just started to tune things out when an unfamiliar siren when off.
Starfire flew into the main room and said, "What is it? I do not recognize this new alarm."
Cyborg, who had been uncharacteristically quiet while reading a comic book, checked a control panel. "Someone's calling for help."
"That doesn't sound too different from other occasions," Raven said.
"It's not just anyone who can set off this one," Cyborg said. "Another superhero needs help."