My first fic, New to this kind of thing so just go with it.
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NoteAftermath of "Things Change"
Everything was returning to normal, the usual formula of bad guy plus mayhem times the fact of a team of skilled young heroes divided by the factor of unusual circumstances with occasional collateral damage equals as what comes as close to normal for the residents that reside in Jump City. In conclusion everything was fine, the threat was extinguished by the ever vigilant young hero's, few were injured, none were killed, bad guy in jail or completely gone, everyone happy.
Well, maybe not everyone.
"I'll be outside" his voice was solemn and low as Beast Boy leaned his body outside the tower's entrance before completely disappearing behind the large frame of the doorway.
"Whats with him?" Cyborg noticed how his best friend's cheery self seem somewhat deflated.
"He thinks he saw Terra" Robin told him firm, yet a shred of doubt could be heard in the waver of his voice.
"Ya think he's tellin the truth?"
"I dont really know, I mean, the last time we saw her she was pretty much...well...dead?" Robin said somewhat unsure of how to say it.
"She was turned to stone, not really dead...Well not much alive either...I'm confused, still I wonder...that is if he's not having some sort of flashback or hallucination, then...what happened?"
Cyborg seemed to stare off into space, mulling over the thoughts on what could shake up his little buddy so much. All the years the two have known each other Beast Boy was known to be prone to periods of silent contemplation, sometimes while wandering around the tower making maintenance checks and structural adjustments Cyborg would find him perched upon the side of the roof in the form of an eagle using his eagle eyes to stare out to something beyond the horizon above the sea. Cyborg never thought much of it, but rather let his friend be other than disturb him, everyone should be allowed they're own alone time no matter how close of a friend you can be.
"He just needs time to recover,...it took him along time to get over it once...and if those feelings resurfaced once again, he's going to just need to sort it out on his own the only thing we can do to help is to just let him be for the time being"
To Robin, being the leader of his team meant much more than training, and fighting. The Titans are a family, they take care of each other and watch each other's backs, it also meant knowing how to treat your Allies as friends and your teammates as Brothers, each of them had a bond towards eachother. In a way the team kept them all balanced, kept them from veering off the path of righteousness towards one of self destruction each of them were prone to, even Robin himself, a leader with a confidence as strong as steel could just as easily lose his sight without his family to guide him through unfamiliar halls.
"All right man,...understood, listen Imma go head into the city and pick up some parts for a project I'm working on, anything you'll need I could pick up on the way?" Cyborg offered.
"Yeah, I'm gonna need some Pepto-Bismol"
"Umm...Sure,...Ya know what...im not even gonna ask, See ya later man" Waved cyborg as he left to the garage
Robin nodded him off as he made his way to the front and make sure the doors were open and Beast Boy wouldn't lock himself outside...Again. He was interrupted when a beeping noise made itself known from the side of his utility belt.
Flipping open his communicator he was blinded for a moment with bright red radiant glow that he seemed to lose himself him in, so red...so deep..So...so
"Robin?...Are you there? I Cannot properly See you" A sweet sugary voice made itself known across the clear channel of the communicator, which only made Robin's pulse beat slightly faster
"Uh Star?..." Robin asked lamely.
"Oh Robin!" Starfire's burnt orange face made itself present on the screen, great green marbles as eyes.
"How's it goin star?"
"I have prepared your meal, you promised to me once we finally came home"
"Oh yeah...How could I forget?...I'll be right up star" Grinding his teeth into a somewhat fractured smile Robin told her.
"Oh Just Wonderful!" Starfire said before cutting the line.
"Yeah...just...Wonderful" he sulked off with a hard cold feeling at the bottom of his gut.
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The waves of the salty ocean held no mercy as it battered itself against the walls of the rocky shore at the edge of Titans Island, foam licked the smoothed edges of the boulder where a lone emerald tiger lay as its fur was was moistened by mist colored in the mid air as a rainbow while the setting sun layed its last rays of light upon its surface.
The tiger lay pensive and still, its whiskers twitched now when a light breeze carresed his cheeks. His Eyes scanned the horizon. The beast's appearence looked confident, almost prideful, as a statue would. It was strong and independent, it held its head high above the rocks glaring at the sea as a feirce predator would before striking its prey.
Inside the mind of the beast lay a different matter, In the tiger's mind lay the still form of a defeated young boy. The last few months were very painful. Over the course of just a few weeks old wounds were torn upon, the pain of the past and the mix of present situations seem to haunt him. Months later his greif would grow ten-fold, repeats of past mistakes cornered the edges of his mind. After he saw her again things became increasingly more difficult. Emotional scars reopened, old feelings aroused themselves, anger, confusion, hurt, surprise, mostly he was releived she was still alive. The fact remained though, how did she come back? why is she so different? what does slade have to do with it?
Yet another confusing puzzle piece, slade's interference was way out of character. It was as if he was protecting terra from her past. It doesn't make sense and to him it probably never will. He remembered he fought slade, and won but at the same time he knew it wasn't really the original man him and the team fought long ago. He had so many questions with too little people to turn to for answers. Beast boy thought about telling robin about the slade incident but it seemed like the way they met it was for the last time like he was saying goodbye while he spit in his face. He didn't need to worry his friends, besides after all that's happened, they deserve a good break.
"I just need to move on" was his last thought before he feel into a deep sleep upon the shore of a falling sun.
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In one particular dark corner of the tower hovered a girl, shrouded in shadows veiled within a mist of blackness, only the bright moons of violet reflected what little light was left in the room. Breathing slowly steadily and calmly.
Raven let go till she withdrew into herself to a place where she could glide gently beside a window of her soul. Here she was content, full and at peace with all her troubles, her past, and of her undefined future.
This time was different she was searching for something; an uneasiness was about the air every which way she went. Subtle changes made themselves known through out the atmosphere of the city. The air seemed more thick, the city itself seemed to blend in with the shadows of the clouds whereas before it shown with a vibrancy of shine and color that seemed to make it seem as if the streets where lined with silver. Even the people themselves seemed to become less vibrant, lacking the once colorful quality that was common in the citizens.
Raven knew how the cycle's of life worked, it was constantly changing, Time was inevitable, over enough time mountains became dust, oceans become deserts, forests fade, stars burn out, and planets crumble away. That's how the universe works, that's how things are made never to last, Universal law, has no insurance, no backup plan. In a way it was progress for new and better outcomes. A brutal play of meta-physical survival of the fittest.
This change however was not natural, the world was revolving to slow for this kind of change to take place, her senses were in an uproar, a presence was making it self known. A presence dark and foreboding something that almost seemed to rival that of the feeling she felt when her father entered into existence.
Things were changing, she knew this, and could the team handle this? She thought.
Raven tried her hardest to find the source of all this uneasiness, but to no avail. The stress of concentrating on a single beacon soon became too much for the young girl and came out from within the depths of her soul only to retreat into a sleepless night.
