I know I may not be interesting anymore to you, my masochistic viewers, but hold tight and continue to read and review.

A Blade of Dark Glory

~Gar glared at me with fire in his eyes as I shrugged off his comment and addressed the team. They all nodded inagreement and began preparing for a journey that would take at least a few days if not a week or two at the most. Rob disappeared from the Common Room with Kori, and Bee and Cy were arguing over what food to bring.

~Gar and I, however, stood a moment before he shook his head and spoke softly with pain obvious in his voice. "Raven... I think I might die if you do that again..."

~My emotional anguish returned as I simply looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of relenting, but there was no trace. "Gar... You don't understand how good it feels, or why I do what I do... You're the only one that cares, and I know that I can't hide everything from you... But I can't live without this, Garfield. I would do anything for you at any time..."

~"You're doing this because no one's ever bothered to stand by your side..." He pulled me up to his chest and held my wrists, stroking the inside gently with his thumb and lowering his voice. "I will never leave you, Raven."

~"And I you, Gar..." I whispered back before pulling away and turning to leave.

~He caught my forearm and wheeled me around to face him again. "I'm going with you everywhere you go, understood?"

~I rolled my eyes and my heart ached. "I don't want to hurt you by going off and buying a new blade right in front of you."

~He stiffened before answering in a cold voice, "I told you I would go get it, and I will... Even if it kills me..."

~The last phrase caught me off guard and stung my chest with great precision and force, my throat tightened and a groan escaped in the place of words, and my knees buckled. Just as I was going down, strong arms wrapped around my torso and provided strength and comfort.

~He lowered his head and whispered in my ear, "I will never let you go."

~I attempted to speak again but was silenced. "Now, let's go get you a new blade even though my heart is breaking..."

~I enveloped us in a black orb of energy and teleported us to the nearest drug store.

~I had regained my ability to walk; although, it was painful. I limped around leaning on Gar's side every once in a while before just giving up and letting him hold me up. We aimlessly looked about the store until Gar straightened and his vibes turned to strong and disapproving. I knew we had stumbled onto the aisle with razor blades, straight blades, blades for box cutters, etc. He was in his own little Hell, and I was overjoyed that I could finally end my pain with a little trade off. There were so many pieces to pick from that it was almost like an amusement park- so many rides to choose from, but you can only ride one. My expression, which I figured was reflecting agony, relaxed and possibly brightened while Gar's became dark and foreboding.

~I tried to reach for a shiny, steel glass scraper but only got a short distance from Gar before locking up again. With a sigh, he pulled me up and into his arms after reaching down for the blade I desired so badly and handing me the cardboard and plastic packet.

~"Oh, Gar, thank you so much..." I smiled up at him and pulled my arms around him in a hug. His muscular limbs flew up and hesitated before hugging me back.

~"Please... Don't mention it... Seriously..." He released me with one arm and ran his free hand through his forest green hair. "I feel like I'm aiding your death..."

~We ambled up to the front counter, paid for my disease, and transported back to the Tower's hallway.

~Still in his arms, I hastily unwrapped the steel and ran my index finger down the edge and drew the tiniest bit of blood. A wild fire lit in Gar's eyes, and he slung me back with sudden force making my head smack against the wall and hot liquid to trickle down my neck. "Oww."

~"Raven..." His voice was husky and sadened. "I can't do this... You're too fragile..."

~"So says the man who just threw me against a wall." I snapped back.

~"I didn't mean to have that much force behind it..." He confessed.

~"That's enough, Gar. I need to go take care of some things..." My heart sank as I realized what I had just said. Embarassed, I enveloped myself, and myself only, in my dark energy, sending me to my bathroom and landing on the tile.

~A small groan escaped because I felt so guilty leaving Gar holding the bag, but I had to do this before I got sent back to the Med Ward and possibly got a straight jacket. I knew what I had to do at this point. I extracted the blade from a fold in my cloak and drew a deep breath in though my nose and beared my teeth. Just before I dragged the blade towards me, a timid knock interrupted my thoughts.

~"Raven...?" Gar's voice penetrated the air.

~"Yes?" I replied in my classic monotone.

~"Please... Don't hurt yourself... It's been three days since you did it last... Please..." He sounded broken.

~"It's not painful to anyone but you, Gar."

~"The hell it isn't!" His breath caught in his throat. "You hurt me when you do this! Please... Don't..."

~Guilt became unbearable at this point, and I reluctantly ripped my skin wide open and drew a sharp breath in, trying to hold in a sob. A stream of tears flooded from my eyes and I applied pressure on the gaping wound. "Gar..." I whimpered. "I'm so sorry... I had to..."

~"NO! Raven! Don't do this to yourself! PLEASE!" He cried.

~I dragged the blade over my skin once more, then twice more and curled up on the cold, tile floor. "It's too late..." I whispered.

~There was a loud bang and a large dent in the door appeared before another sob escaped from the other side of the door. "Raven..."

Well... Sorry if it sucks. I'm uber tired and probably make no sense and am too lazy to use spell check.