Hello! This is my first story! YAY! Hope you enjoy! Please help me out with new ideas!
(Start Aelis' POV)
(pit pat pit pat) ugh! It's raining…again. The fifth day in a row. Oh well, back to life. As I am walking down the stairs of the old house the floorboards creak. It was unusually quiet. Then I realized, why isn't Grandma up yet? She is usually up by 4 am, and it is now 9. Then I saw the not on the kitchen's worn counter top. I cautiously walk over to it, ever so quietly, scarcely breathing. I glance over the blue writing. Oh, no. Not again, NO, not again…
(End Aelis' POV)
(Start Raven's POV)
Why, oh why, do we have to come here? "Why are we going to help this kid again", I dully asked.
sigh "Because, this person needs help. Although, I don't see why the police couldn't handle it. She is just a kid", Robin replied.
"Oh, rriigghhtt", I responded. We all get off, out, or land in front of the old house. It looked like all the others around it. Dull and sad. Only, no one was staring at us like we just ate Starfire's sadness pudding. I guess they aren't used to a motorbike, rocket car, a green eagle (that just turned into a boy), and two flying girls around here.
As we approach to peeling gray door I glance around the porch. Old withering plants in pots are scattered everywhere. A rusty rocket chair sits in the morning sun. In one of the windows is a girl. A soon as I look up she darts away. I catch a glimpse of blondish-red hair and dull blue eyes. Only, something about her seems scared. Like a cornered mouse…
I have no time to think on it thought, as Robin rings the doorbell. It's faint dinging can be heard from somewhere inside. The even fainter sound of light footsteps answered. The door slowly creaked open and the girl's face can barely be seen in the darkness of the house. As soon as she sees us she closes it.
"Well, this couldn't have been better. She's scared of us and locked herself in! How can we help some half-wit kid who is scared of us", Cyborg sarcastically remarked. Nice Cy, real nice.
"I am NOT scared", the girl angrily screams. The door is flung open to reveal not a girl as we all had thought, but a teen, about our age. That was a surprise. The eyes were not filled in fear, but a lifetime of hurt and betrayal. She's not afraid of us, just, alone.
(End Raven's POV)
Sooooooooo! What did you think! Hope you liked it! I have another chapter already made! I just need someone to comment and I will put it up!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans! If I did, that would be cool. But I don't. So don't think I do. Kk? Ok.