Disclaimer: Um... I didn't write a disclaimer for the last one (woopies ::sweatdrops::) But I guess you all know I don't own Teen Titans or this won't be a fanfic.
Hello everyone! ::waves:: This is the sequel to: The Warming Chill of The Blackened Heart. So if you havent read it yet you should or you'll be kind of confused.
enjoy,
THE NOTHINGNESS INSIDE OF ME
CHAPTER 1
Mr. Tall, Dark and Evil?
It's hard to believe it's been almost four months since my soul has been 'purified'. Purified? More like made a living hell, without a full soul I can't project it out for long, and it slowly becomes more and more difficult each time. But I'm not putting my demonic part back, I'm a teenage girl. It's hard to control my emotions sometimes and the guys have defiantly seen enough Demon Raven to last them a life time. Raven sighed as she walked through the park. There was almost knee deep snow on the ground, but luckily the city plowed the park walkways. She was wearing long black pants and a thick sweater with a hood. She shivered slightly.
Raven walked out of the park and crossed the street. There was a small sign saying 'Dark Souls Caf'. Raven pushed open the door, there was a small jingling from the bell over the door. She stomped the snow off her military styled combat boots and looked around. The place was dimly lighted with small lights on all the tables with blue shades, and on the small stage at the back didn't have a band playing tonight, but there was a large banner saying: 'Christmas Poetry Contest for $$$' over top of it. Raven walked over to small abandoned table near the stage but close to the wall. She pulled out a small piece of paper and read it over and over again.
"It hasn't started yet has it?" asked Sarah as she pulled off her snowy coat and sat down beside Raven. "I'm fine, and how about you?" asked Raven sarcastically not even looking up from the paper. Sarah shook the snow out of her hair and turned her attention to the stage where the caf's owner had gotten up on the stage.
He was tall and wearing a navy blue sports coat and navy blue slacks. He bent over a bit and spoke into the microphone, "Uh hello and welcome to the Christmas Poetry Contest, round one. As you all know the prize is $150 dollars. The winner will be chosen by loudest applause. So without further ado here's Michael Greenway and his poem called: 'Black Heart'." The owner stepped away from the microphone and walked off the stage.
A 17 year old boy walked up the few steps leading up to the stage. He made his way over to microphone. Raven caught a glance at his face. He was pale, and had bright blue eyes and a set of pale pink lips. He had a black shag-styled hair that covered his eyes slightly. He was wearing loose black pants and a black turtle neck. He leaned close to the microphone and started reading his poem, but Raven paid no attention to the words. But his voice was low and smooth. Raven hadn't even noticed he was finished until she was awoken from her fantasy by the sounds of cheering.
"Uh, nice job Michael," the owner said in his low voice. Michael walked off the stage. He looked at Raven for a belief moment, their eyes locked. Raven felt a sharp feel of pain and hatred. Their eyes broke away and the feeling faded away slowly. Sarah stared at Raven and raised an eyebrow, "What?" asked Raven, Sarah smiled, "Nothing," Raven narrowed her eyes and turned back to the stage. "Okay next is Raven, reading her poem called: 'Poison'" Raven stood up and walked around the table to the small set of stairs. She walked over to the microphone and cleared her throat and looked around the small café. Raven found what she was looking for: Michael. He was taking to some girl who looked to be about 17 also, they looked by the way there were talking they were more than 'just friends'.
Raven scowled slightly then cleared her voice. "This is my poem and its called poison.
"For two and a half years
I've sat here and cried
And for two and a half years
I've wanted to die.
When will the pain stop?
Revert me to the light.
Make the pain leave me now
Just at least put up a fight.
Begging you gently
I fall onto my knees
I let you walk all over me
Never standing up, never being mean.
For these two years
Have blended into nothingness
Nothingness—
Blending into tears.
Cry yourself to sleep in day
Day sifts silently into night
Always hurt, always pain
Never any will, any light.
Speak to me gently
Yell into my ear
I can always listen
But I can never hear.
Self-pity some may call it
I just call it hate
A hate unmatched by anyone
A despise handed down by fate.
A hate that runs deep through my veins
And down into my soul
Touching my very being
Making my blood run cold.
A hate that burns like poison
The poison takes its course
A poison killing me silently
I feel nothing, no remorse
It broke my heart those days ago
A love that put me here
I said goodbye forever
Forever right then and there." Raven looked up from her piece of paper at the audience. There was a pause then cheering. Raven half smiled and walked off the stage.
Hoped you liked it, I'll be posting the next chapter in a few days.
-SNOWBALLHEAT-