The Summoner and the Enchantress
Chapter 10
The night brought a cold, sombre tone to the beautiful world. The wind had left with the setting suns, the mountains' sound strung its last cord, the trees stilled in a peaceful silence. The new lands had gone to rest and took with them the wonderful vibrance that the morning brought on the rise of the twin stars.
The purple sorceress had administered the potion to her emerald haired friend the moment that she had entered their temporary base. The effect had been almost instant, the colour came back to his face and he had stopped shivering. There was only one problem, he had not awoken from his feverish sleep.
Raven had tried giving him another dose of the potion though it had done nothing more than the first dose. Panic had filled her as she frantically tried to splash water in his face, yell and scream at him, but nothing had worked to rouse him.
Her yellow fluff ball companion had taken perch on a ledge near the cave entrance, silently watching her failing attempts. It had wanted to help her, to wake the green haired boy that she fretted over so frantically, though it had limits to its own abilities both physical and magical.
The violet girl had replaced the damp strips of cloth on his head as a precaution, she couldn't lose him. Even though he was an annoying idiot that spent most of his time driving her crazy, she cared about him as he was one of the few friends she had, ones that knew about her true self and still accepted her.
This new world had taken her from everything she knew and understood, sense and reasonability as well went out of the window. She could not fathom the idea of being in this world alone, even with her new companion she would not survive on her own.
Out of all the titans, both honorary and of the original team, she would have preferred anyone other than the annoying green idiot. She would have preferred jinx over him, at least they could have a practical conversation without it devolving into childish banter or antics.
The damp cave had been swamped in darkness as night fell, the only illumination was being provided by her communicator. She had it propped up against a rock on the opposite wall from her and Beast Boy, she had angled it to reflect off the wall to keep the light levels down and not blind herself.
Resigning herself to the fact that Beast Boy had to wake up on his own, she let out a deep yawn, her tired arms stretched out above herself. Night two on in this new world and they were no closer to finding a way home, if there is one in the first place. She wondered what happened to the other titans, and if they were actively looking for them.
As the purple sorceress's mind began to cloud with exhaustion, sudden flashes of her dream from the previous night came back. Her pale cheeks took a deep reddish hue as she remember the dream, though the realisation that she had to choose between said dream and the horrific nightmares sent waves of panic through her.
If the annoying green idiot woke up with her in his arms, she would never hear the end of it. He would tell the others and she would be a laughing stock for finding comfort in the group clown. She could picture the faces of her team laughing at her, mocking her for her choice sleeping partners.
The instant the words 'sleeping partners' entered her mind the dream came back in full force, sending her already deep red cheeks into a whole new spectrum of dark red. She could not rid her mind of the dream, though she could not find any reason to hate it. It was only a shirtless Beast Boy holding her and whispering sweet nothings into her ear, it's not like what normal hormone fuelled teenage girls get when they dream.
The fear of being discovered won her over, as she decided that she would take a night of horror rather than an entire life of shame, she pulled her communicator off the wall and switched off the light bathing the cave in utter darkness.
Laying down, Raven tried in vain to find some position that was even remotely comfortable. Sighing loudly, she kept tossing and turning, shifting this way and that, all in a desperate hope that the ground would relent and bestow onto her a patch of ground that could grant her the terror of sleep.
Her thrashing roused one of the sleeping inhabitants of the cave, one that had been neglected since she got back. A sharp chirrup echoed throughout the cave, startling the violet girl from her pursuit of the cold embrace of sleep, the chirrup had a tone of annoyance and indignation.
"Oh, be quiet you. It's not as easy for us humans to sleep than some yellow fluff ball whom can curl up in a cub hole and be content till morning." Raven retorted, glaring at the slightly glowing yellow bird that had somehow squashed its body into a small crevice in the cave walls.
"Yes, I can see you there, you evil yellow devil. What do you want me to do, huh?" She could care less that she had started a conversation with a bird, much less that it was with the evil yellow ones that she could not forget had tormented her when she had awoken after her mental break down, her tiredness overrode her common sense.
A softer chirrup echoed throughout the cave, this time it sounded like the yellow fluff ball had replied to her question, though she could not understand what it was saying. The glowing yellow bird pulled itself from its nesting place with a rather annoyed chirrup before fluttering down and resting upon the former green changeling's head. Chirruping once more, it looked impatiently at the amethyst sorceress.
"No, just no. I am not sleeping next to him again, not when he could wake at any time and discover me." Raven huffed stubbornly; she could not believe that this yellow devil had suggested that of all things. Another chirrup rang out, though this time it sounded accusatory rather than annoyed.
"I am not coward; you don't know him like I do. If he finds out that I used him as a pillow, then I will never hear the end of it." Raven meekly replied, she knew she was being cowardly, especially when she would need a full night's rest for every day going forward in this new world just to keep herself alive and sane.
One last chirrup rang out from the disgruntled bird before it flew back to its cubby hole, nestling it self in and stopped moving entirely, leaving Raven the only one awake in the cave. Its glowing light emanating from its body casted a delicate yellow hue of light over the cave, just enough for Raven to see where the green haired boy lay.
Weighing the pros and cons, she finally decided that that evil yellow bird was right. She needed to sleep without having to experience her nightly nightmares, if she does get discovered by said green haired idiot then she could glare at him till he promises to keep quiet. Maybe, if they don't find a way home then nobody would ever know but would she sacrifice their chance home over her own pride?
Resting her head on Beast Boy's shoulder, she tucked herself into his side. Within seconds, she felt overwhelming sense of safety and comfort from just curling into Beast Boy's side. Before she could question the feelings surging through her, sleep dragged her forcefully into its embrace.
As with the night before, her dream came back but with more form than before. They were in her room, in the tower except it wasn't her room. It had her bed and her books, statues and mirrors but there was a tv and a games console as well. The wardrobe had increased in size and parts of the walls had been repainted with a deep shade of green that seemed to almost blend perfectly with the dark purple.
The night carried on peacefully, the wilderness had remained silent as the two sleep, not a single creature dared enter the cave that the two had resided in. Not from fear or from hesitation but from a mystical force that drove them from the sight. They were compelled to leave the area alone, a power of green and purple coated the lands in and around the cave for those that could see these mystical powers with their own eyes.
The two colours swirled around each other in a tandem dance of harmony, connected perfectly yet always chasing each other. The creatures of these lands could feel the peace and tranquillity emanating from this swirling energy though few could see or understand why, the power traded their instincts to hunt with a stillness to just exist. The lines between predator and prey ceased to exist, the instinct to hunt gone, replaced with serenity.
Day by day this power had grown more powerful, both attracting and repelling those well in tuned with this mystical energy. One such being now stood upon one of the peaks of the mountain ranges that spanned behind the cave entrance.
An old man with long frizzy grey hair stood with his eyes closed, breathing in the crisp mountain air with enthusiasm. He wore an elegant deep red robe with an intricate gold inlay depicting several symbols and creatures, his right hand held an old oak staff with a bright yellow uncut gem nestled into the oak at the top. His eye held no normalcy to that of a normal human's eyes, they were a solid bright yellow colour that emitted a soft light.
A yellow fluff ball landed on his shoulder, shuffling itself into the folds of his robe trying to keep warm from the freezing temperatures of the mountain's peak.
"Hahaha, I forgot you dislike the cold." The old man chuckled at the bird's weak attempt to regain its lost heat. Raising his free hand, a soft yellow glow emanated from it before his entire hand erupted into deep yellow fire.
Chirruping in gratitude, the yellow fluff ball cozied up to his blazing hand, fluttering its wings and feathers to gain as much heat as possible.
"I know calling you up here like this is impractical and downright rude of me, but I have been sensing a new power coming from this land. One that cannot that does not conform to the rules of magic within this world." The old man gazed off into the distance, in the vague but general direction of where the two slept.
The yellow fluff ball fluttered its wings once more before chirruping rather loudly before leading into a several soft chirrups. Turning its attention towards the old man to wait for his response.
"Hmmm… Your answer is very vague. Even more than usual, though I don't doubt you. If this power is as you say, then it will need to be closely guarded and kept away from ALL the kingdoms." The old man held his grey beard in contemplation, his worry over the ramifications this new power could have on the kingdoms was evident on his face. The yellow fluff ball on his shoulder chirruped once more before talking flight back down the mountain towards it nest.
"What do you mean that one of your kin has taken a liking to one of them?" The old man called after the quickly descending bird, rather confused by the bird's words on the subject he resigned himself to leaving this be until he had a plan to ensure this new power doesn't fall into the wrong hands, or any hands for that matter.
Raising his staff into the air, he spoke several words into the air that seemed to be off no human dialect or one that could have been uttered by a human. The gem atop his staff alighted in a bright yellow glow that grew in intensity before vanishing completely, and with it the old man.
Author's Note: Ok, I know that BB needs to a part of this story but I didn't know how I wanted to have him wake up so there was a bit of a struggle writing this chapter though I am pretty sure you can imagine what I have planned for him.
The potion works in the way that it can heal all physical wounds both external and internal, the power boost is because the body's naturally healing kicks into overdrive and sends a rush of blood around the body. The potion can only heal wounds, but I cannot not restore magical energy -hint hint-
I wanted to explore Raven's mind a bit more as well as she is quite complex, so I hope this chapter comes out alright what with her stubbornness and her doubts upon BB's character. Now don't take that as she dislikes him and thinks him useless after everything that has happened, she believes that to be a bit of a fluke on his part but she believes in his ability as a titan just not as one as a survival expert (don't know if this explains myself well so basically, she still thinks he the clown of the group who doesn't takes things seriously even though he has proven himself)
The old man is a character that I have been waiting to bring in and well, this chapter was going to be short as I did not want to start writing about BB waking up just after Raven went to sleep so I thought it would be a good time to bring him in. I know I said that I want to keep this a third person perspective of BB and Raven but I may branch off a bit on some characters to give you the reader some insight into the story. The old man has an important part to play but he wont be returning soon unless I need to fill in chapters.
Oh yeah, did say the yellow fluff balls were evil. Though Raven's new pet is just grumpy XD. I need to name it as well but I have the really bad idea of calling it Fluffy just to anger it.
Comments
YourDemonicAssassin – Thanks for the comment. Yeah, I originally intent have the birds come and go every now and then as a recurring character but I enjoy writing about them so much that I thought that maybe I should have one join them and I realised that out of the two that raven would be the better character to gain a pet as the interactions between them can be hilarious. I will need to think upon how the bird will help her but I think for now I will have it act as her companion.