(Hi! my first Teen Titans fic so dont yell at me if you think it sucks. I have and OC in this but I am still paring Rob/Star, BB/Rea and Cy/Bee. By the way, I myself am not an enviromentalist, I have no problem with logging in many casses, I hunt, I wear leather. Not an enviromentalist. However I do love the outdoors and when I see someone abusing it it ticks me off. So the OC was based of that side of me. I hope you enjoy! Read and Review! You'll be my hero of you review! )
It was a bright day and it promised to be a clear night. The Titans sat in their favorite pizza place enjoying each others company. There had been only one disturbance today, a bank robbery.
With ease the Titans had taken care of him and had spent the rest of the day relishing in the rare chance to be together peacefully.
Cyborg and Robin were arguing about Video games and Raven and Starfire were absorbed in their own conversation.
Beast Boy could have joined either conversation but (for once) he was deep in thought. 'Robin's a strong fighter, Cyborg isn't the only…well cyborg, there's a whole planet of Tamaranians, and I'm sure there's people like Raven too. So why am I the only changeling?'
"Beast Boy? Beast Boy?" a hand grabbed his shoulder and shook him.
"Huh!" he snapped up and saw Raven looking at him quizzically "You were spacing." She said "Are you ok?"
Beast Boy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and Grinned broadly "Oh ya, I'm fine!" She nodded and Beast Boy turned to join Robin and Cyborg's conversation
'I guess that's just the luck of the draw.' Was his last thought on his powers.
Night began to fall and the Titans returned to their tower, full of pizza and soda. Beast Boy was now his normal loopy self and any worries that Raven might have had,
had dissipated and been forgotten. When they got back Robin glanced at the computer screen and called the others over. On the screen flashed a message of a repeated disturbance on the east border of Jump City.
"Give us the scoop Rob." said Cyborg, folding his arms across his chest. Robin pushed a few buttons and got the whole report.
"Whatever it is, has been attacking the logging and building crews on the east side. It's destroyed close to a million dollars of equipment and injured quite a few men. Two have been killed in two different places, one by a falling piece of machinery, an accident in other words…and one by the attacker." he said
The Titans faces grew grim, a killer was something to be reckoned with.
"But who is the culprit, Friend Robin?" asked Star "Is it… a human bean?" Robin smiled slightly
"Human Being, Star." He corrected "No one knows what it is. The reports say the men on the crews call it…the White Terror."
"But is there a description?" asked Raven,
Robin continued reading "It says that…" he paused, his eyes widened and he glanced at Beast Boy "It says that it changes form, from one beast to another."
They all glanced at Beast Boy "But…I've never met another Changeling!" he said,
Cy shook his head "I didn't know there were others!" he said. The dark Titan said nothing but was looking at Robin calmly waiting for him to continue, soon he did.
"It's always white, I guess like BB is always green, with sometimes a few black places, the tips of ears, of tails, sometimes the tips of the fur on the neck. It says that it comes most often in the form of an Elk…at first…but the elk is huge! There's a picture, look!"
The Titans drew closer and looked at the picture on the screen. It showed an elk obviously causing chaos, wires from the machinery was wrapped around its razor sharp antlers, its mouth was open in a bellow and the men surrounding it were barely up to it's withers.
It's silver eye glared defiantly at the camera and seemed to be staring at the Titans in the room, seemed to be say "Come get me if you dare! It's your blood!" The elk was blindingly white.
"White Terror," said Robin thoughtfully, "I can see why, if this is only what it starts out as! It says that the beast later could become anything from a bear to…a dragon before disappearing without a trace." There was a pause in which no one spoke
"Let me guess," said Raven in her monotone "were going to go out to the east side and sit in wait for the alarm?"
Robin nodded "That's exactly what were going to do."
On the east side of the city, the forest rose, dark under the twilight sky. The logging and building crew started to wake up, they would work through the night, out of the heat of the sun. Slowly the city was expanding and all up and down the border, from the east, curving around to the south, the crews were at work. And the head-man of the Main East Crew was a particularly greedy man, cutting deeper into the forest than any of the other crews.
Deep in the forest the beings of the day were giving way to the beings of the night. Birds were slowly being replaced by bats which fluttered harmlessly through the treetops catching bugs.
Robins, wrens, finches, and chickadees sat in nests or on branches and sang last lingering notes of song before tucking their heads under their wings.
The deer were roaming again after laying all day in the aspen groves, they moved delicately over the carpet of needle and leaf munching whichever tender shoots appealed to them.
The nocturnal animals began to make their snuffling noises in the underbrush. And, in the clearing stood a white elk, a fantastic animal, massive and majestic in every sense of the words,
its many pronged hornse curving over it's heavily muscled neck and back. It was roped with muscle, a best of pure strength and sinew. it stood poised lightly on the loam, head up and relaxed.
It's lips were parted slightly and it's eyes were dimmed concentration. It looked like a fawn smelling the air for the first time, but it wasn't smelling…it was listening.
Far off, to far for a human to hear, it heard the grinding of machines, the drone of saws and far too often, the crack of one of it's trees falling. It's Trees, it's charges, it's friends, being killed.
A sound only it could hear reached it's ears, a low pitched screaming moan of agony, of unbearable pain, of death. It was the scream of the trees. It's mind was throbbing with it all the time now,
for when a tree was cut down, it took it days to die. They would lie on the ground or be loaded onto trucks still screaming their agony, still be alive,
their remaining water and food still being pumped to their leaves. Sometimes it would take them close to a week to die, and they would scream or moan or sing their death-songs.
And it would go and walk among the fallen ones, it would touch their bark and comfort them and they would whisper their last secrets to it and sometimes they stopped screaming and went to sleep and died as they slept…which was infinitely better.
It knew the men couldn't hear the screams, couldn't feel the pain of the forest but that didn't matter anymore. The trees were calling for help, help from anyone or anything.
Their cries of sorrow for their fallen ones reaching the sky and made the hawks cry plaintively to their cause. So it struck the crews, it took out the machines and destroyed the saws;
it threatened and terrified those who ran the crews to the point where they would never come near this place again. It was angry beyond all knowing,
it was so filled with hatred that it's stomach burned, vengeance simmered like a flame in it's heart.
It stirred and blinked, a low sound coming from it's throat and hatred in it's eyes. That man, the man of the East Crew was greedy,
he was evil and tonight he would pay for cutting so deep a wound in it's forest. The great best raised its face toward the heavens and bellowed. The call was haunting and terrifying.
The men of the crews heard it and shivered, the Titans heard it and knew that confrontation was not far away.
( so there's my first chapter! Review and I will shower you with love and affection for as long as I remain on FanFic. )