Hey Guys!
Happy 4th of July!
Any who this is the fourth chapter of The Supernatural Casefiles of Garfield Logan!
Sooo Disclaimer:
I still don't own Teen Titans, if I did this would be a strange scenario for the owner to be writing fanfics…..
Now Enjoy!
Rachel was laying in her bed; eyes closed as beads of sweat started to trickle down her forehead and her content face turned into a frown.
She began to thrash about; the sheets tangling in disarray around her feet as she silently began to whimper in her sleep.
All around, her room began to burst into flame as four ominously glowing red eyes scrutinized her and a bellowing chuckle pierced the silence.
She screamed.
Getting up quickly, the girl turned on the lamp beside her bed and turned back to look at her room.
Nothing;
Sighing tiredly the Goth set her head in her hands as she silently cried, her mother racing into the room moments later.
"Rachel!" Arella screamed in concern, her ratty white robe billowing around her small frame as she rushed to her daughter's side.
Rachel did nothing but wrap her arms around her mother, her cries growing in volume as she buried her head in the older woman's neck.
Her mother frowned worriedly as she rubbed her daughter's back comfortingly.
After several more minutes of this the girl calmed down enough for her mother to ask what was wrong.
Taking in a shuddering breath, she answered almost timidly.
"Nightmares"
Her mother's eyes widened slightly.
'Oh God it's happening.'
Tears forming around the corners of her eyes, Arella wrapped her daughter in a tight embrace.
"Mom?" The teen asked confused.
The older woman smiled sadly; tears silently trickling down her face as she hugged her daughter tighter.
"It's alright Rachel, everything is gonna be alright." Arella whispered, her voice coming out less promising then she hoped.
Rachel could only stare in confusion as she sympathetically wrapped her arms around her mother.
"Everything is going to be alright." She echoed.
Rachel blinked sleepily as she tried to focus on her mythology teacher's lesson.
"In earth's beginning there was a war going on in the heavens known as 'The war of angels, a battle between the Arch-Angel Michael; Iehova's right-hand and Trigon, a Warrior-like Cherubim fighting on the side of Darkness. The battle ended in Trigon's defeat, him and his comrades banished to the Underworld where the darkness corrupted his soul and turned him into a demon."
The teacher opened up his book and flipped it to a certain page before putting it under the magnifying lens of the projector.
"Trigon's Coat of Arms in the war was a medieval wood-cut style S with two interloping rings in a blood red design known as the 'Mark of Scath.'"
BRIIIINGG!
The girl lazily grabbed her belongings and went to make her way towards the door, only for her way to be blocked by a flirtatiously grinning Garfield Logan.
The Goth sighed exasperatedly.
"Gar, please get out of my way."
The blonde grinned lopsidedly, his hands tucked gingerly in his pockets as he glanced down at the girl.
"Oh, sorry I thought you would enjoy seeing my dazzling face after such a boring lecture."
The girl rolled her eyes, a slight smile creeping to her lips as the boy winked at her.
"HEY!" she exclaimed, as he grabbed her books from her hand and leisurely walked to lunch.
"What are you doing?" she asked as she finally caught up with him. The teen turned towards her, a grin on his face, "I do believe I am escorting you to lunch." He bowed exaggeratedly and waggled his eyebrows at her while holding out his arm. "Shall we milady?"
She rolled her eyes, smile growing as she walked past him. Calling over her shoulder, "Well come on then."
A deep chuckle met her ears before someone shoved her shoulder, causing her to fall roughly to the ground.
"Rae!" Gar called in concern, catching up to her in a few short strides, before quickly lifting her up to her feet.
"Rae?" he asked once she was back up and standing, waving his hand in front of her face as he tried to break her from her trance.
"That boy"
The blonde turned towards the boy who knocked her down, "Slade Wilson? What about him?"
"His eyes…they were completely pitch black."
The teen's eyes widened, before relaxing and he smiled at her, "You alright?" she nodded. "Let's get to lunch."
She smiled a little as he led her to the cafeteria, walking her all the way to her table, much to her friends' amazement, winking at her and nodding to Vic before walking off.
She smiled a little before she noticed her friends shocked faces.
"What?"
Vic snapped out of it first and grinned at her.
"You and Gar huh?" Rachel's face grew hot as she let her hair veil her face. "He might not be as bad or as dangerous as you think." She murmured quietly a small smile on her face.
Gar slammed Slade Wilson into the lockers by the side of the school.
"Who sent you?" he asked the white haired teen, who only smirked in response.
The blonde snarled before pulling out a black ash wood rosary, causing the boy to look on in fear as Gar smirked back holding it up to the teens face, one word escaping from his lips.
"Ostendo"
Slade screamed, his teeth sharpening and the Mark of Scath burning into his forehead as his eyes glowed black.
"There's nothing you can do now Hunter." The possessed teen said, speaking in an ethereal voice. "He's coming, and she'll be his portal." Then he disappeared in a swirl of sulfur and brimstone.
"Damn!" Gar muttered fiercely as he pulled out his cellphone.
"Devil! We have a problem!" the teen yelled,
"It's Trigon, he's coming, and he plans on using Rachel."
What's going to happen?
How is Rachel connected to Trigon?
Find out in Chapter 5: Secrets Revealed!
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