Wow. I literally typed this up in six minutes after watching "Betrayal". So…this is my first oneshot!! Okay, sort of a drabble. But wh-hoo anyway! I know it's sort of weird, but I feel sorry for Terra. And I despise Beast Boy and Raven together. Terra would have been so good for him! (grumbles) Anyway...here's my little memorial service for Terra. I find no point in this. But whatever. Enjoy?
Um...by the way...is this what they call...the "fluff"? :)
His voice pained her.
"I…I brought you some flowers," he whispered, and placed the small bunch of daisies by her stony plinth. "I thought you'd like them." Their colors were weak in the dark cave, a cold white barely brushed with yellow.
His huge green eyes stared up into her unmoving face and somehow she knew in her cold, rocky conscious that she was feeling sad. "Terra? Please, Terra. I know you're in there…somewhere…"
She was. She was listening to every faint syllable, hanging onto his every word. But she couldn't tell him. She couldn't tell him anything. And as the silence deepened in her rocky tomb, she could feel his hope ebbing away like sand beneath the waves.
"I have to get back to the Tower now, Terra." His voice choked, and his small green hands were in tight fists. "I—I'll see you soon. I promise." He turned and ran, light footsteps pattering. They faded in the distance, and as the sound grew weaker, so did her resolve.
It hurt to think. Her brain was slow now, thoughts all but muted. When Beast Boy visited her, tears swimming in his puppy eyes, she dragged herself back to the real world, drank in his face and voice and emotions. She wanted what she no longer had.
But as much as she cherished these small moments of happiness, it got harder and harder to bring herself back to the cave, harder and harder to hear his soft words. She knew that someday, it would all be gone—she would truly be Slade's greatest success, and at the same time, his greatest failure.
And deep within her stony heart, there was a flicker…
A spark…
A tiny flame of emotion, dimly burning, almost suffocated by her guilt.
Beast Boy…
…I'm sorry…
A tiny drop of wetness trickled down her gritty cheek, and for a moment, her slow consciousness leapt in a moment of incredible hope. A teardrop? The desire to be alive again swallowed her. I want…I want to feel...The wet droplet woke her from the dark that threatened to consume her. She felt…alive…
But then another drop fell on top of her rocky head, and she somehow knew that it was just water trickling from the roof of the cave.
The dim, hopeful feeling faded, and her consciousness blurred, bleaching away until she was barely even alive. She was nearly stone again: hard, cold, unfeeling stone. She was almost gone, gone until he visited her again.
Beast Boy…
The thought flickered away, barely there, but she concentrated fiercely to hold the last dwindling words in her mind, even as they trickled away like water she used to try to cup in her hands.
Beast Boy…
I love you.
And then she was stone again.
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The small green boy huddled on the couch of the Tower's living room. There was a cook show on TV, but neither he nor Starfire were watching it. Their faces were lit by the stark white glow of the screen.
"Starfire?"
She turned to look at him, a sweet smile on her face, and muted the sound of the TV. "Yes, friend?"
Beast Boy hugged himself and drew his knees up to his chest. "I visited Terra today," he said, and her smile deepened. He looked down at the floor, misery almost swallowing the words he was trying to say. "Sometimes…sometimes when I talk to her, I feel like she's listening."
Starfire's eyes twinkled happily. "I think she is, Beast Boy."
And somehow he knew she was right.