So this is my first Teen Titans fanfic, and I thought this would be a good way to start a new archive. Review if you want, but it would be appreciated.
Violet amethyst eyes gazed upon the changeling as he turned on the stove under the bright overhead light the kitchen had to offer. Why he was out here, especially this early in the morning, was beyond her. It may have something to do with him being clad in only a pair of loose plaid sweatpants that slacked modestly on one side.
Sitting on the top of the large black protruding stair casing wall would have been very uncomfortable for anyone taller than five-foot six, seeing as it was not far below the ceiling, but it made for a perfect observation platform for Raven. He never knew of her presence, she made sure of it. Teleporting into the spot seconds after hearing his footsteps pass her door was not that hard. Now you may be thinking, as any same person should,; why would recluse Raven spend so much effort on someone who is a constant nuisance? Well, people change in eight years, and the twenty-two year old changeling has definitely changed for the better.
"We can't wait much longer."
The voice which echoed against the borders of Raven's subconscious startled her. It sounded like three voices were talking at the same time, all agreeing on tho one idea. One sounded like a childish whine; the other, an enamored plea; and the last, a lecherous growl.
"We don't want to wait any longer!"
"Did we not agree that this was enough?" Raven thought to the chorus of voices. "And what about everyone else?"
"Oh Raven, we all know it was never enough." The voices chorused again.
She felt a sharp pain in her chakra and immediately her senses were heightened. All at once it was as if she was standing right next to him. She could almost feel the heat of the stove on her skin. The smell of his raw skin, fresh from a shower, was intoxicating. Her fingertips reached out as of they could actually feel the softness of his dark damp hair. Her eyes pinpointed very sprinkle droplet of water that camped itself on his broad shoulders, trialling down onto the part of his back illuminated not by the kitchen light, but of the moonlight. The sound of a faint hum lulled her into a lethargic state and brought upon the the sweetness she may expect from those inexperienced lips of his.
"Our patience is wearing thin."
"Who keeps letting out Plasmus?!" Cyborg's statement was nearly drowned out by the combined efforts of all of the fleeting distressed citizens and the wreckage the vile creation was doing on the street. "Seriously, this is the third time this week!"
"I'm wondering the same thing myself," Robin responded before pointing his finger at the monster in his usual way of leadership. "but nonetheless, he must be stopped. Titans GO!"
Starfire and Raven took to the skies while the boys charged at Plasmus on foot. Robin ran onto a slanted car and jumped into the air. While suspended, he took four bombs out of his nifty utility belt and launched them at the monster. Chunks of toxic debris soared through the air and a raucous roar shook the already cracked road. Beast Boy turned into a pterodactyl and grabbed Cyborg's shoulders before flying up. The metal man charged his sonic cannon and shot in the middle of the regenerating Plasmus, effectively fazing it.
Starfire shot a barrage of star bolts, blasting away chunk after chunk of Plasmus. The monster retaliated with a hit from his arm, knocking Starfire out of concentration on's sticking her in the gooey substance against a building wall. She produced star lots from her hands and blasted away the adhesive gunk, once again prepared to fight. Before she could do anything, however, a car encased in a black aura repeatedly smacked Plasmus in the face. After the onslaught, Raven prepared to trap it in a capsule by curling the streets around it. Plasmus snapped out of it's delirious state when it noticed that it was being encased and shrieked, shattering Raven's concentration. A wave of goop shot out of the collapsing side of the concrete walls hit Raven, casting her against a street light away from the fight.
"Rae!" A shout from above was heard from above. She looked up to see Beast Boy running towards her. It didn't matter that he had dried waste residue on him, he still looked delectable.
"I'm fine." She said, getting up in her own just as he got there. She was about to run back to the battle when a warm, calloused hand rested on her shoulder.
"That won't be necessary." The changeling's deepened voice stated. They watched as Robin flew in the air with Starfire with one hand and threw his entire belt into the mouth of Plasmus with the other. Cyborg, Starfire, and Robin all began to retreat. They made it into the alleyways just before Plasmus exploded, flying chunks of purple toxic waste soaring trough the sky in a half mile radius.
"Look out!" Was all she heard as arms engulfed her small waist and twirled her around before the world went black. She felt her body hit the concrete and then the warm firmness of another body. Her senses were immediately infiltrated by his touch, overwhelmed by the warmth. It happened so fast - the thoughts that entered her mind have her such a surge of emotion -, that she was blinded by a sudden searing light. The gunk flew away to who know where, encased in a black aurora. Glass windows from nearby shops, turned over buses, and cars shattered onto the cracked street; cars and buses began a cacophony of glass of the street light shattered, but she was unceremoniously yanked by the arm out of the way.
"Raven! Are you okay?" The voice echoed in her mind and she dumbly watch Beast Boy cowards against the raining glass. She had drained herself of energy from her emotional exertion. Everything began moving in slow motion and her vision was turning into a slanted movie whose film was being licked by the blackness surrounding it.
"We're can't take it anymore!" Was the last thing she could process before consuming herself in the never ending black.
She was dreaming, she knew it.
She wasn't in Nevermore like she usually went when she was emotionally exhausted, making this one of the very rare times when she actually dreamed. The last time it happened, she was informed that the world would end. What could it be now?
Everything was from earlier today: Starfire had Robin in her arms, frozen in animation over three stories in the air. Robin had one hand with Starfire and one on his belt, ready to throw. Cyborg was in the process of charging his sonic blaster to end Plasmus (for now).
As she looked around, she noticed that everything was exactly as it was in the moment of history (I.e. the cars, buses, and buildings still had their windows). She expected something to happen - for Slade to swoop down and end her or the other titans, or Mumbo Jumbo to appear in an abstract place and warp the vision- but she could not find Amy. Out of the corner of her eye, she recognizes the fact that the memory was fading. Turning all the way around, she was left to face a single spotlight and its occupant.
His back was turned to her, but she knew who it was. He was the only one who did not match the time frame, oddly enough. The glass protecting the single street light gleamed like diamonds as they lethargically fell. The back of his uniform was torn in multiple places, giving her sneak peaks of toned muscles which tensed and relaxed with each breath.
"Beast Boy?" Raven called with hesitation.
At her voice, he stopped. Her anxiety grew as he slowly tired his head to the side. Even though it was only half of his face, she could see that sweat bedazzled across his forehead and slicking down his hair. One drop collected enough weight to ease its way down his face. Raven's eyes followed it on its journey, watched as some of it got snagged in the end hairs of his eyebrow and outlined his open eyelid. It traveled to the minuscule crinkles in his eye by his narrowed iris, a startling sight-
She had awoken in the early morning, her eyes wide in the shock of her dream. She wasn't covered in sweat, but it still felt incredibly dirty for some reason. She felt her skin and felt the slight stickiness of old sweat. The soft blowing of curtains drew her attention towards the slightly opened window. She eased out of bed and went to said window, looking at the waning moon and feeling a little bit of the last chill air of Jump City in June before closing it.
For a second, a mere flash in time, she felt her energy leave her before returning.
"Something is going on." She thought softly out loud. "I'll deal with it after a shower."
Using her powers, she opened a portal to the bathroom from the door of her closet. While in the shower, her mind wandered to her dream and how odd it was. Everything was frozen except for Beast Boy-or an imposter. The real man she knew would not have such an...uncomfortable look in his eyes; he would not hurt her. He would hold her like he did earlier that day, strong arms wrapped securely around her waist in order to protect her. She could almost feel his warmth in the shower with her.
He mind was frazzled by the feeling of liquid soap dripping from her hand. The once solid bar was now nothing more than a puddle of sticky black gunk, a great reminder of the battle that brought upon such a memory to exist. Washing it off and finishing her shower, Raven wrapped herself in a towel and teleported herself back into her room.
The first thing she noticed was how cold her room felt. She felt a chill run up her spine, but had a feeling that it wasn't from the abnormal chill of her small closet. She opened the door, and heard the installed lights of her room explode from the shock of what- or who- she faced.
"Beast Boy?!"
So what did you think? I think most of you can guess what's happenin, but I thought it was a good idea.