Tracing the Outline

Okay I've updated, this will not be a song fic. It's really annoying to do.

Raven dangled her legs over the edge of the roof. "My story starts like yours, in a way. My mother ran away from home, and by accident I believe, joined a cult of the worse sort. She was promised love, a family. But she was tricked, into being raped by Trigon the terrible. And in that way, she had me. I was born in a different dimension, a place where Trigon couldn't find me or my mother. "

Gaara nodded.

"When I was born, my mother was forbidden to see me. The whole city was forbidden to make contact with me. I was a monster, and they all knew it, from the second I was alive. When I was born, the monks of Azarath looked into my future, and they saw destruction of Earth. My mother willingly gave me to them. She never wanted me anyway."

Raven sighed. She hadn't talked about her mother to anyone in her life. Why was she now? Was it because Gaara had told her everything? Either way, she continued.

"From then on, I was known as Trigon's daughter. The Spawn of Satin. And many other names I never wanted. I was told I was never allowed to feel. Not allowed to want. I couldn't cry, I couldn't smile, I couldn't feel anything, except pain. I was reminded of that everyday. Where I was, my powers were weak, I couldn't protect myself. And no one would.

"I was told that I wasn't a person, but a weapon of Trigons, his portal to Earth, that's the only reason I was alive, no other reason. I wasn't supposed to be human, I wasn't supposed to feel anything. If I did, I would destroy something with my powers.

"So I was to never be happy. To have any emotions would be dangerous. And one man, the prince of Azarath, said I was selfish. Selfish for wanting to feel emotions. Selfish for being sad. Putting myself before everyone else. I felt even worse then. And, I cried. I didn't mean to, but, I did. I killed the prince. I killed him when I cried. "

(Okay, this probably never happened, but drama is always good)

Raven pulled her knees to her chest. A painful knot was building in her heart, she felt horrible, and she hadn't felt this way for a while.

"I was then banished from Azarath. I was a monster. One no one could kill. I was never to return home. And just as I left, I saw my mother for the last time, standing on the outskirts of the city. And she said, 'My beloved Raven, I hate you, you horrible monster.' I left, never wanting to come back, but feeling as selfish as ever. But for once, I was free to cry, because, you couldn't destroy something that isn't there, and, there isn't anything in the universe I could destroy on my own. I've only gone back once since then, and everyone was dead. My father killed everyone, just as he tried to take over the world."

Gaara looked away. He looked over the sea, to the bay, to the city. He was silent. Not knowing what to say. She was just like him. She understood everything. What it was like to be a monster. But she wasn't a monster, a monster had no regrets when they killed or hurt someone. A monster only thought of themselves. He was a monster.

Raven could sense what he was feeling. From the depth of her soul, she could feel his pain. He understood her. He was just like her.

"What is this feeling?"

Raven looked over to Gaara, shock stricken across her face. What was wrong? Gaara clutched his chest where his heart was, and gritted his teeth as in pain.

"In my chest, what is this feeling?" Gaara stared down at his lap with a dazed glare in his eye.

Raven gave him a concerned look. Was he having a heart attack or something? Raven got to her feet and moved towards him.

Raven reached out to comfort him. "Gaara? Are you-" At that moment, a cloud of sand rushed in front of Raven, cutting her off from Gaara, and incasing her arm in sand. "What's hap-" the sand hardened, crushing her hand and wrist. Raven let out a wail in pain. The sand tightened more, breaking her arm. Raven screamed in agony. What was happening?

The sand loosened, letting Raven's arm free. She was bleeding. Her whole arm was a bloody mess. It fell limp at her side, bleeding tremendously. Raven breathed in a ragged breath, sweat was dripping down her brow, she was in so much pain. Her arm hurt so bad. What had happened? Where had that sand come from?

Raven gripped her arm, trying to make the bleeding stop. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to make the pain stop.

"Raven…"

"Gaara, what happened?"

She was on the verge of tears. The pain was too much.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Raven's eyes widened. He did this? This was his power? "No."

Gaara reached out to help her. Her eyes widened more, and she moved away. "Please, Raven, I don't want to hurt you." A wall of sand rose up from behind Gaara.

"No, please." Raven moved as far as the edge would let her. 'I can't fly, I-I…'

Gaara stepped closer, trying to help the shaking girl.

Tears were flowing from her eyes, she was terrified. She knew he wasn't trying to hurt her, but the sand. If it was to touch her…

"Please, just please."

Raven stumbled backwards, and let out a shrilled scream just as she fell.

"NO!" Gaara cried.

A rush of sand raced for her. Raven cringed, waiting for impact. She was falling fast, this was it, she was going to die. And just as she was about to hit the ground, everything blacked out.

Again, it's short, get over it. I'll update soon don't worry, but I better get more reviews, only 8? Hell no. I want a total of twelve before I update again. And don't just say hi please.