Now edited. Thank you reviewers.
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In the game of life, there are certain moves that are risky, and sometimes succeed. It just matters if you're willing to take that chance.
Chapter One: Hero Banter and Toying Emotions
I removed the mask, shaking forth a waterfall of ebony hair. I placed the grey mask upon the hook, a smirk adorning my thin lips. What a night. As if stealing the belt wasn't enough, I even got to break into Titans Tower. Marvelous. Perhaps a nice bath now, to enjoy the night. Hell, I was guaranteed to be loaded now. I could swim in the ensued cash. That's a nice idea, however sapphires would be better to bask in...
A voice cut through my fantasies. "Freeze." I smirked more, and my hand froze right above the mask.
"My, my, don't you all think you're so clever Titans?" I laughed, my voice the same silky, yet dangerous tone from behind the mask.
"No, just Titan." She smirked also, proud of herself as she rose a hand of glowing black energy. She wasn't really into the hero banter, but with Robin gone she felt she could savor it a bit. She clipped the communicator to her belt with her other hand, already alerted the other Titans of her location. "And it would be best for you to turn around."
He laughed softly, but it was cold, more of a snicker than anything. He just stood there.
"It would've been best for you to never try me in the first place..." I stopped as the mask was thrown across the room, encased in a black aura. "Raven dear, so nice to finally meet you. However I did expect someone a bit more... capable."
She simply growled in response, trying to get enough time before the others came.
Without warning a foot, my lovely foot, swung out to hit her in the chest, throwing her against the wall. She gasped, startled at the sudden move.
"Expect the unnexpected, dear."
Next thing she knew her hands were grasped in mine, pulled up above her head, pressed to the wall. I brushed a strand of hair from her face, toying with her.
This was the first time she had gotten a close up look at me.
Raven thought, Ebony hair swept down into his eyes, blue. His eyes were rather unexceptional, but something about him was mysteriously handsome, perhaps the hair. Yes, that must be it, the way it hid his eyes slightly, as though protecting it. He wore a loose-fitting black shirt, stitched with blue thread, and jeans. He's only about Robin's age, quite odd since he seemed taller and menacing in the costume. Hell, even Robin looked more menacing in his spandex.
"What, like what you see?" My eyes danced a bit, throwing her from the wall to the floor, where she landed on her elbows. "Please tell me you're better than this. I wasn't to have some fun here, babe." I licked my drying lips, cocking my head, "C'mon, here. I'll stand right here..."
She blinked and jumped up, forgetting in her anger she could use her powers. Perfect, if I do say so myself.
She ran foreword, throwing a punch at my chest, but my hand caught it with fierce hold, not letting her out. With a quick tug, I spun her around so her back was to me. She closed her eyes as I leaned next to her ear, whispering, "Come on dear little Raven... I don't do damsels in distress." My other hand twirl around some strands of her hair.
Her eyes darted open.
No one touches the hair.
With a silent curse she pulled up her right leg, sending it backwards to hit me in a rather unfortunate spot.
I cursed obscenely, glaring, but not as if I could help it.
Raven returned the look, only adorned with a smirk. "Don't call me pet names." She raised her hands, glowing with ebony power. She shot it at me, throwing me against the wall. With the hand other she sent the mask from the floor to my forehead, and I winced. The collision set my nerves afire worse than the kick. I raised a hand to his forehead, wiping off the fresh blood.
With no warning I charged foreword, running just to her left to turn around and grab her cloak, using it to spin her around me once. I let go of the cloak and she flew against the wall, where she leaned against it weakly.
With a flip I lunged foreword, extending a leg in a kick, ending right next to her face on the wall before I dis a back flip out of her range.
"Show off." she mumbled. She looked around quickly to all the entrances.
I smirked, realizing what she was doing. "The other Titans? So sorry, my little bird, but they can't make it..." I trailed off allowing the words to sink in.
"You..." Her voice was weak and trembling, not questioning, but accusatory, "You, you didn't..."
"Harm them? Kill them? Brutally massacre them and make a fool of all they stand for?"
She was trembling now, and I realized I had touched a nerve. "The changeling didn't do to well." She just blinked, I figured I could do better. "The robot guy was all talk and no action, far to big of a target for his own good. That girl was babbling constantly, and was far too talkative. I mean really."
Raven's glare lost intensity. They-- they-- they were gone.
Hm, not angering her enough, I thought, trying to push her to the edge more. "Oh, and that Robin guy, too much hero banter, couldn't see anything coming." Judging by her sudden attention, I continued, "I mean, he was a pushover. All he did was shout pesky phrases like, 'you're going down!' and run in circles. I mean, It was as though he wasn't trying."
Raven blinked then shook her head disbelieving.
"In fact, make that he wasn't trying. I mean, you seriously, he was so horribly weak. By the end he was begging for me to spare his cheap spandex costume..."
Raven shook her head again, speaking with disbeliving shock. "No... you lie. You didn't. I let them know where you were right before I entered. You couldn't have gotten back in time..."
I stepped foreword, sensing her too defeated to attack. "Couldn't I? Surely you don't believe that I could've beaten them in time? How do you know it wasn't me on Robin's communicator, telling you 'Oh! We'll be right there! Hold on, I've got your coordinates.' Please Raven, be sensible. Don't you see?"
I was enjoying myself, really. Though she wasn't an excellent fighter, she was so easy to play with, like a marionette, which I controlled the strings. Already she was crumbling. I took a few more steps, until I was standing in front of her, fingering her rather soft cheek.
A stinging response issued forth, with surprising power for her weak exterior. "Prove it."
I grinned, already working on it. While I distracted her by leaning very close to her, he unclipped the communicator from her belt. As soon as I had hid it in my pocket, I pecked her flirtatiously.
She threw me off, as planned. "Get off." She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, disgusted. "You still haven't proven it!"
She had gained new valor here, new strength. She thought I was all talk. She thought she could bring me down. She tried to shoot holes in my shield.
Wrong move, lady. Wrong move.
I pulled the communicator out of my pocket, flashing her the letter T upon it. She gasped, "Well hey, what can I say? It's Robin's. Thought I needed a little token to keep with me. And what joy you called." I tossed it in the air and caught it twice, Hell, I could show off If I liked! It was an obvious move, I wouldn't have tried had she not been crumblin already, but in her hopeless loss, she would believe anything.
"But, no..." She stumbled, looking at the ground, helplessly. "You... no..."
How'd I know? Obvious. Couldn't handle on her own, obviously would call Mr. Leader. I could've said it was anyone's, but the details make it- Or anything for that matter- believable.
She closed her eyes, and I stepped foreword again, enjoying her defeat. I crouched beside her now slumped form, and in a mock move of sympathy I placed a hand her shoulder.
I admit it. I made a mistake. And for this I will be sure to get her back. In my gloating, I missed seeing her regain her strength.
Raven raised a hand, pulling down the wall behind her in a glowing display of black power, fresh emotion making that one move, the mose powerful thing I have ever seen. Clever. But I will always remember those eyes right when the wall collapsed. The loss she felt... it became hate. All sorrow, all remorse, was lost in a final move in this game.
The last thing she saw was the crumbles drowning me, before the darkness overtook her as well.
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There you go, first chapter, NOW EDITED. (thank you all for your reviews, helped a lot!) Red X is one of my personal favorite characters, and I missed seeing him, so I continued off of "X". Pretty much X stole back the belt, as which he refers to. Once again: 3 Cs, Comments, Criticism, Complements, all three accepted and cherished. This is the first time writing fight scenes without swords or staffs, so let me know how to improve. Thank you.
Once again, I do not own Teen Titans, just this pitiful excuse for a fanfic.