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Two chapters in one night, just because I'm on a roll right now. I've never really wrote anything very serious or angsty, so I hope it's not too bad.
As a character, I always thought Terra was funny, if not a bit boring at times. I thought her arc was interesting though, and I loved Aftershock, parts 1&2, so I think I'll be writing a bit more about her in the future. This takes place immediately after Aftershock, Part 2.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.
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When she had pressed herself against his arm, she was warm, and she was alive. He wondered idly at this moment in the wreckage if he had just imagined that warmth, or if it were his own.
Sacrificing herself for them meant that she still felt something for them, he knew. He also knew she wasn't lying when she told him he was her best friend. He knew there had still been something there, perhaps a tiny flame flickering, always moments away from being put out.
Or maybe that flame had died a long time ago and it came back for just one pivotal moment.
He was in a daze, but through the haze, he saw one of his teammates walking towards him. She looked down at him, looking at him hugging his knees on the dirty floor of the street, and sat down beside him, quiet and tired. He then felt her hand on his shoulder, a small gesture of comfort he couldn't fully appreciate at the moment.
He only asked one thing at the time: "Raven,"
"Hm?"
"Did you…ever feel anything from her?"
She had felt many things from her, actually. She had felt determination from her- passion, some good cheer, hope. It always became twisted however; gave way to fear, anger, confusion, desperation to finally feel acceptance, the crushing disappointment of a void that could not be filled- and then nothing.
She knew they shouldn't have trusted her, dammit, she knew. Their friend, for however short that friendship was, fell too deep into a darkness, probably long before she had ever even met the Titans. She would not say that to him though, not now.
"Yes."
He did not look at her. Instead, he stared at a far-off point in the distance, with cold, tired eyes.
She heard Robin's voice in the distance telling them to come towards him, in the direction of the tower- home.
"Let's go." She said to him, but he did not move. He could not move from that spot now, perhaps ever, he thought, but she turned her body towards him and began shaking him. Gently at first, quickly become more and more urgent the more he stayed still.
He ignored her, but she would have never stopped trying. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she searched his eyes for signs of life. She wasn't about to let any of her friends ever fall into that emptiness again.
"Beast Boy," she repeated, as she shook him, over and over again.
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