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The Wind's Laughter
Chapter 1 (Teen Titans)
It is the very nature of the wind to be free.
"Titans go!"
As is usual for the teenage super powered group known as the Teen Titans they can be found battling a foe of humungous proportions, and I mean humungous. A robot being controlled from an unknown source had stomped into the city earlier and rammed its huge fist into the wall of a newspaper editor's office building. (Sheesh and I thought I had issues with the press!)
With the help of a pterodactyl Beast Boy, Cyborg shoots a blue ray at the robots hypothesized weak points (the head and shoulder joints.) After bouncing harmlessly off it becomes quite clear to everyone that isn't working.
"Beast Boy! Look out!" Cyborg shouts, pointing at the honking limb of metal swinging their way. Reacting to slowly to ovoid the coming impact the two boys brace themselves. Smashing into the airborne fighters, the robotic arm throws them into the side of a brick building. (Ouch.)
Dust and rubble cloud the air. With a shout of anger a glowing green eyed Starfire attacks. Her green bolts of energy seem to slightly unbalance the metal man. Following her darting form the robot spins and twists around as though trying to rid itself of an annoying fly. A movement in the rubble catches Starfire's eyes, distracting her briefly. That moment is all the robot needed. Turning its huge head two red lasers shoot out of its eyes, hitting Starfire and throwing her into the same building as her comrades. (What ever did that building do to you?)
"Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos!" Raven chants as her dark power engulfs a light pole, ripping it from the ground and flinging it at the robot. With a twist in her power the pole wraps around the robots upper arms and torso, trapping it.
Jumping onto the robots back Robin pulls out a bomb. The boy wonder sticks the bomb on the robots control panel, where it beeps. Jumping off the struggling robot Robin mentally counts to three. (Three is the number that thou shalt count and the number that thou shalt count shall be three.) With a loud bang the bomb explodes. Not waiting to see the smoke clear Robin and Raven run over to their three downed comrades.
"You alright, Star?" (It's always about her isn't it?) He asks, helping the Tamaranian to her feet as Raven uses her power to lift rubble off the other two Titans. A loud squeaking sound cuts off her reply. The group looks over at the robot to see it in one piece and the light pole gone. With a hiss the chest cavity opens revealing missiles and lots of them. The robots eyes glow briefly before letting loose with its firepower. Frighteningly fast the missiles fly with true aim for the little group of super powered teenagers, exploding on impact. The explosion destroys the surrounding buildings, leaving nothing but smoking rubble behind. (Destruction! Boom baby!) When the dust settles the Titans climb to their feet and look around.
A sparkling silver barrier surrounds the group, leaving them untouched by the blasts. Four of the five titans turn and look at Raven, who shrugs in response to their unspoken question. The robot, unable to control itself, throws its body against the force field. A small figure lands lightly on the robots head and instantly its focus goes to it. Attempting to dislodge the unwanted passenger the robot shakes its head and tries to wipe the intruder from it. As the Titans watch the figure holds up an arm revealing three long deadly blades, and despite the moving mass, with one sharp plunge embeds them into the robot. Small electrical shocks make a path down the blades, frying the main frame. With a final squeak of defeat the robot grows stiff and still, smoke rising from its short-circuited system. Pulling the blade out of the robot the figure jumps gracefully down and walks over to the surprised Titans. The robot catches a wind and falls over, throwing more dust into the air.
As the girl gets closer the teens see that a winged helmet hides the features of her face except for a very pointy chin and a delicate mouth. The very shiny blades are attached to a gauntlet on her right arm. The girl stops three feet away from the Titans, lifting her gauntleted hand in greeting.
"Hi." Her mouth curves upward in a small smile.
"Hello." Robin responds, suspicion stiffening his body. (Terra, what have you done to them?) The girl laughs a little and presses a red jewel on the gauntlet. With a quiet hiss the three thin blades are pulled into the gauntlet leaving not a trace of them behind. Robin takes this opportunity to get a good look at the girl.
A tight blue body suit covers the girl from her collar to her ankles where it disappears into a pair of padded boots. A stiff fabricy looking thing adorns her hips falling slightly at a roguish angle. A semi-form fitting breastplate of stiff fabric covers her upper torso the bottom of which is slightly serrated.
"It seemed you could use a little help." A corner of her mouth quirks upwards.
"Thanks." Robin nods. The others stand slightly behind him, still wary of this girl. Seeing their discomfort she chuckles gently at them. (I would to.)
"Excuse me a moment." She says walking to the center of the group she leans down to pick up a small circular device. With a click she re-attaches it to an indentation of appropriate size on her helmet.
"Phew! I'm tired!" With a great sigh she plops down on the ground putting her elbows on her knees, resting her helmeted head on her hands, "I'll just rest here a moment if that's alright with you?"
"Uh…" The titans trade glances, thoughts all thinking the same thing, then they, as a group, turn to the girl sitting in the asphalt.
After a significant amount of time has passed and the girl hasn't moved Beast Boy walks over to her and pokes her with a finger. She doesn't respond. (I would have, with a body slam.)
"I think she's asleep." Cyborg looks at Robin, rubbing one of his cybernetic shoulders with a metal hand. Beast Boy scratches the top of his head.
"What should we do with her?"
"Friend Robin, let us take her to our home were she can be gaining of the rest and the rejuvenation." Starfire faces the leader.
"We could just leave her here." Raven monotones, not moving from where she's standing next to Robin.
"Come on, Rae, you can't be serious!" Beast Boy turns toward the dark girl, a silly look of surprise on his face. Raven just looks at him blankly.
"Don't call me that."
"Cyborg can you carry her?" Robins gaze never leaves the still girl as a hand comes up to hold his chin (classic thinking pose).
"Sure, man, no prob'." Leaning over, Cyborg hefts the girl up, being careful not to jolt her, "She's heavier than she looks." (If you value your life, don't say that when she's conscious.)
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"Robin!" Beast Boy yells banging on the door to Robin's room, "Robin, she's gone!" with a whoosh the door opens revealing an irritated boy wonder.
"What?"
"Dude, she's gone!" A mask-covered eyebrow raises, "The girl. You know… from earlier? I went to check on her, you know, make sure she wasn't doing any funny business and she wasn't there." Robin shakes his head and follows the little green man to the room they had put her in. Inside looks untouched, the bed neatly made, the pillows lacking any indentation, completely spotless.
"See?" (Actually he can't. He's gone blind in the last three hours.) Beast Boys gesture encompasses the entire room.
"Yeah, I see." (Okay so he got better.) Robin turns and walks toward the kitchen. Beast Boy watches him go and shrugs.
"Ah, well…" He follows the leader. Robin enters to find Cyborg watching T.V. Starfire sitting on the couch next to him, bombarding him with questions about the show. Raven floats in a corner, legs crossed, meditating. Robin walks up to the dark lady.
"Raven." Robin mutters quietly. After a moment she replies in her toneless voice.
"On the roof."
Nodding, Robin turns on his heel and heads to the stairs leading to the affirmed place. As quietly as possible he opens the door and walks out into the cold, windy night. In the dark the girl stands on the edge helmet gone. Her hair seems to be pulled up in something resembling a bun, in the dim light he can't make out the color, something light. Her arms hang limply to her sides and her body still as a statue. He notices vaguely that her head is cocked to the side, as though she's listening to something.
"Nice of you to join me, oh leader of the pack." She throws over her shoulder.
"Who are you?"
"No one in particular." He can hear the smile in her voice.
"Do you have a name?"
"Why don't you think of one?" Her voice firms as though daring him.
"Is that a challenge?" Robin says, raising a mask-covered eyebrow.
"Why not?" And without a moments thought she jumps from the tower. (NNNNOOOOOO! That would be a really short story.)
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