In a World
Author's Notice: This is going to be a dump for a bunch of one shots that I honestly don't have time to fully fledge out. If you want to adopt one; feel free to throw me a review and let me know you're doing it and I will be glad to let you take my vision and turn it into your own. Main Pairing will be BBxRae for most if not all of these stories.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the Teen Titans. I wish I did but if wishes were fishes we all would swim.
In a World Part One: The Demons Deal
She stared out of the window and watched the world burn around her. The acrid scent of brimstone made her pale grey nose itch with irritation. It was a scent she never thought she would grow used too. Jump City was left a smouldering crater. The buildings mere skeletons of what they once were. The streets were cracked and broken but no plants would ever grow between those cracks. Her fingers dug into her palms.
She asked herself daily if the deal had been worth it. She knew she couldn't stop Trigon. She knew that no matter what she did that he would come and he would destroy the planet she had grown to love. The people that she had grown fond of. The green changeling that had stolen her heart and run away laughing with it and dared her to chase him down so that she could take his in return.
She turned and stared at the three stone statues that were wrapped in protective glass coverings. Raven walked by each and reached up to touch them with no small amount of guilt pouring from her with every step. Her grey fingers ran along the ancient runes that were carved into the clear barrier. They were runes meant to make the glass unbreakable. She didn't want the day that this T-shape tower crumbled to the ground to be the day that her friends were lost forever.
She stopped and stared at Starfire's statue first. The alien princess looked ravishing even in stone form and if she were truly honest with herself Raven would admit there had been times that she had been jealous of the womans easy beauty. She never had to work at it and she never had any body image problems. Then she would remember the times they spent together. The nights that Starfire painted Ravens toe nails and chatted away animatedly about her crush on Robin. How she had been the first to notice that when she did throw the green changeling on occasion that she kept her magic wrapped around him the entire time so no real harm came to young man. She was the first to notice when her frowns became merely flat lines of lips and when the flat lines became desperately hidden smiles. Tears threatened to fall and so she moved to the next statue.
Robin. Their fearless leader. Prodigy of The Worlds Greatest Detective. Shy young man who could never return the attentions of a beautiful teammate. Robin had always been smart and cunning in combat, but outside of it he could be so very dense. He had approached her nearly a year ago about her feelings for Beast Boy, and no matter what the Tabloids said it wasn't a 'This will damage the team!' conversation. It was a 'If you're really sure about it, then don't let our jobs stop you.' style conversation. She had taken warmth in that. Robin was so very blind though. He could see all the intricate details of hidden relationships and meanings but could not see how much Starfire cared for him. She wished with all her might that in whatever afterlife they were in that they were together.
She moved past the glass case to the last and largest of the three. It needed to be in order to house the stone form of her surrogate big brother Cyborg. He was a giant among them. Easily a head taller then any of the others and twice as wide at the shoulder. Perhaps he hadn't been like that when he was just human. When he was Victor Stone. She gave a bitter chuckle at the irony of the name. He was her guiding voice. The person she and everyone else went to for advice when they needed to get their heads on straight. He would hand them a wrench as he worked on the T-car and then just listen as they chatted away about whatever it was that was bothering them that day. She missed the sound of his deep voice as it dolled out it's brotherly advice to his team members. She missed the shouts of joy as he defeated Beast Boy in a video game or the cries of indignation and demands of one more round when he lost. She missed the way he would call the T-car 'His Baby' and she decried the decrepit state the vehicle in the basement was now in.
Her eyes slid to the door off the main room. It had been once been a training room but she had repurposed it as soon as she moved in. Her feet carried her to the door and it slid open. If the runes on the glass were high school math; then this room was partical physics. Etched into the walls; the ceiling and the floor were runes that took her almost two full years to inscribe. Still though; it was worth it. He sat there; in the center. Living. Breathing. Beast Boy.
He could not see her. Could not smell her. He was lost in another world; a world that she had created for him. A world that was meant to keep him happy. She made her way through the safe path too him and brought a hand gently against his cheek. This was her damnation. He was the reason she had betrayed all of humanity. She had made a deal.
She had willingly become the portal without fight or struggle. She had opened a gate for her father and in exchange he had given her him. She had used her magic to create an alternate universe based on whatever his wildest desires were. His truest desires. She could join him there if she so desired and perhaps some day she would do so and lock herself away inside his dream...