I do not own Teen Titans or anything else that might be mentioned in the following drabbles, just some free time and a trove of old work gathering digital dust on my hard drive.
Herein lies some of my older work, written for a 15 minute Teen Titans fanfiction community I no longer frequent. They are to a one short, unpolished experiments and I hope you can forgive them that. Still, in them I feel there is something worth saving and sharing, and so you find them here.
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Rain.
It was raining outside, the thunder drowning out everything outside of her room. Periodic flashes of light broke the darkness that permeated her chambers only to have the shadows creep in once more.
She liked the rain. She liked it more than silence. Within silence there was always noise, millions of distracting thoughts and ideas. But rain was beautiful white noise, cutting her off from the rest of the world, from all her worries and fears, from everyone she would hurt. She could feel at peace within a storm, which, she mused, might explain her continued drive to fight.
She fought to save people, of course, but that wasn't the only reason. She knew it was pointless to protect something she would ultimately destroy, even if it did ease the suffocating weight of guilt on her shoulders. She fought to lose herself, to find her center within the storm of intentions and emotions that conflict created.
How ironic that the time she was least in control of her power was the time when she was closest to the team. The endless waiting between battles, filled with restless silence and Beast Boy's never-ending practical jokes made her lose her focus. The longer she had to wait between fights, the more she felt herself slipping.
And it scared her.
So she enjoyed what respite she could get between missions, escaping to her room if the silence became too much. Always meditating.
Always saying the same three words, to drown out the silence that smothered her soul.