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"You ungrateful little girl!"

Slade's strong grip yanked her off the ground. Terra jerked her head up, here eyes glowing yellow and the earth around them rumbling.

"You can't control me any more!" she shouted. Red hot magma boiled up from the rocks, melting the earthen platform they stood on. With a single thought, the structure blew, throwing dirt and rocks everywhere.

Terra soared on her floating hunk of rock, glaring down into the darkness where Slade fell. Fatigue washed through her body and she dropped to her knees, doing everything in her power to keep the rock floating.

Bursts of magma shot up from multiple places throughout the cave.

"Terra's power! It's triggered a volcano!"

She heard the shouts of the Titans as they ducked and ran. She pushed her rock to the cliff edge, her body shaking.

"Terra, c'mon! We've gotta get out of here!"

Beast Boy's warm hands dragged her up, and she peered into his forest green eyes.

"I have to stay," she breathed.

"No!" he shouted, his voice shaking. Terra looked behind her, the cave rumbling violently.

"I'm the only one who can stop it."

"Please Terra you can't! It's too late!"

She turned back to him, a smile gracing her face. "It's never too late," she said. His eyes watered and his breath hitched. The geomancer pulled him into a hug, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"You were the best friend I never had," she whispered. The earth around them buckled and shook, magma lighting up the dark. She pushed Beast Boy back, watching him stumble closer to safety. She used her powers to propel the rock on which he stood back to the safety of his friends, tears blurring her vision as Cyborg grabbed his shoulders and pushed him forward.

It was the last time she saw him.

Sweat dripped off her forehead as the cavern filed with magma, and the Terra focused on her powers, on feeling the matter within the lava. A scream pushed from her lungs from the effort, and she felt the earth all around her, burning, singing, hurting. She focused on cooling it, hardening it into rock once again.

Her last thoughts were of the green changeling, the only real friend she'd ever known.


Author's note:

And here begins a new story. Thanks for reading!

-vixensheart