I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO THE TEEN TITANS. The Teen Titans are owned and
copyrighted by DC Comics. Onikazee is an original character of my own
creation.
Author's note: I'm kind of new to the DC universe so please excuse any mistakes to character origins.
***
Chapter 1
Dawn broke over the city as it's denizens began rousing themselves for another day.
Across the bay, however, the inhabitants of Titan's Tower were getting up at a decidedly slower pace.
The day's first light was breaking in the Titan's common room where it fell upon the countenance of the room's sole inhabitant.
"Azarath metreon zinthos." Chanted Raven, as she hovered above the floor in deep meditation. It was hard to concentrate on her inner self when the rest of the team was up and she had been forced to begin her meditations in the early morning hours that the others usually slept through.
She heard a door open behind her followed by the sound of dragging feet and an exaggerated yawn.
"Good morning Beast Boy." She said in an almost routine manner.
"'Sup." Replied the green skinned changeling.
Beast boy wandered into the kitchen and began to clumsily pull out a large assortment of pots and pans, readying for the eventual onslaught that occurred when the Titans sat for a meal.
Raven sighed and lowered herself back down to solid ground as Beast Boy's cacophony persisted.
"At least", she thought, " I got a few good hours to myself."
"What's on the menu today, Iron Chef?" She asked as she turned and made her way to the kitchen.
"Tofu eggs and bacon!" Beast Boy replied with zeal.
"You can do that?" Raven inquired, her face impassive.
Beast Boy adjusted his chef's hat and matching "kiss the cook" apron. "Sure I can!"
"Yeah, but you won't." Came a voice from behind Raven.
Cyborg had entered the room fresh from his morning workout and still wiping the sweat from the organic portion of his face. "I'm eating REAL food this morning, not that tofu crud."
He dropped his sweaty towel on the kitchen counter next to Raven.
"Cyborg," Raven began. "Why do you lift weights if your muscles are all robotic? It's not like they're going to atrophy."
Cyborg shrugged. "Old habits die hard." A mischievous expression crossed his face.
"Speaking of habits," He said, "guess who's not in their room this morning.again."
Beast Boy's eyes narrowed. "Again?" He asked. "Those two aren't fooling anyone but themselves." Said the green imp, waving a spatula threateningly in front of Cyborg.
"Why don't they just come out in the open and admit that they they're going out!"
"Aww," Cyborg began as he pushed the spatula away from his face. "I think it's kind of cute how they try to keep it from us. It's not like it's hurting anything."
Just as he finished speaking the door opened again, this time presenting both Robin and Starfire.
"What's up guys?" Robin asked as he visibly hastened his pace to match the long strides of the Tamaranian at his side.
Starfire peered into the kitchen and asked, "What will we be eating so as to break our fast?"
Beast boy bounded up to her, positively overcome with giddiness. "Tofu eggs and-"
But he was cut short as a large skillet slammed into the back of his head, causing him to sink to his knees.
"We'll be having REAL eggs and bacon this morning!"
"Good," Added Robin pulling up a chair next to Raven, "I'm starving!"
As Cyborg and Beast Boy began their cooking, Starfire sat down next to Robin.
Raven couldn't help but discretely watch the two Titans give each other flirting glances, lightly touching each other's hands and how they smiled at one another as testament to the joy they had found.
Raven found herself envying them.
She wanted to know what it was like to have someone hold her hand in caring silence. To know what it was like to hold someone and have them embracing her in return. To know what it was like having someone wondering if she was thinking about them.
"Uh.Raven?" Asked Beast Boy. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." She replied staring into her empty plate as her thoughts began tumble into sorrowful emotion.
"Well, I'm just wondering." Beast Boy trailed off.
Raven looked up and found almost every item in the kitchen spinning wildly in midair and the other Titans looking at her with puzzled faces.
"Oh," She began, collecting her composure and returning everything to it's proper place. "Sorry."
Robin and Starfire picked up their conversation where they had left it off and Cyborg went back to his cooking, but Beast Boy stared at Raven. He knew something was troubling her. He couldn't just stand by and watch her deal with it all alone.
"Hey, Raven."
She looked over at him with impartial eyes, neither upset or elated, always impassive. But he could see that behind those eyes was a great burden weighing on her soul and Beast Boy found himself feeling truly worried for her.
"You know you can always talk to me if something's wrong." He said in a serious tone that was unbefitting of his character. "I mean," He continued, cracking a smile."we're friends, right?"
Raven managed a smile.
"Right. Thanks Beast Boy." She turned and left the kitchen for her room where she could calm herself.
"That was close." She thought to herself. "I could have destroyed the entire tower because I was feeling sorry for myself."
She knew the danger she had put her friends in. Her powers were driven by her emotions. The greater the emotion, the more intensity her powers had.
She had been feeling sorry for herself and she also knew that selfpity often led to anger. And it wasn't safe to be around her if she became angry.
The Titans were used to the little occurrences when it came to Raven. She had explained to them just how her powers worked and how she had learned to control them on Azarath. What she didn't tell them, however, was how she had acquired her gifts and to what heights her power extended.
But soon her secret would no longer be hers alone.
Author's note: I'm kind of new to the DC universe so please excuse any mistakes to character origins.
***
Chapter 1
Dawn broke over the city as it's denizens began rousing themselves for another day.
Across the bay, however, the inhabitants of Titan's Tower were getting up at a decidedly slower pace.
The day's first light was breaking in the Titan's common room where it fell upon the countenance of the room's sole inhabitant.
"Azarath metreon zinthos." Chanted Raven, as she hovered above the floor in deep meditation. It was hard to concentrate on her inner self when the rest of the team was up and she had been forced to begin her meditations in the early morning hours that the others usually slept through.
She heard a door open behind her followed by the sound of dragging feet and an exaggerated yawn.
"Good morning Beast Boy." She said in an almost routine manner.
"'Sup." Replied the green skinned changeling.
Beast boy wandered into the kitchen and began to clumsily pull out a large assortment of pots and pans, readying for the eventual onslaught that occurred when the Titans sat for a meal.
Raven sighed and lowered herself back down to solid ground as Beast Boy's cacophony persisted.
"At least", she thought, " I got a few good hours to myself."
"What's on the menu today, Iron Chef?" She asked as she turned and made her way to the kitchen.
"Tofu eggs and bacon!" Beast Boy replied with zeal.
"You can do that?" Raven inquired, her face impassive.
Beast Boy adjusted his chef's hat and matching "kiss the cook" apron. "Sure I can!"
"Yeah, but you won't." Came a voice from behind Raven.
Cyborg had entered the room fresh from his morning workout and still wiping the sweat from the organic portion of his face. "I'm eating REAL food this morning, not that tofu crud."
He dropped his sweaty towel on the kitchen counter next to Raven.
"Cyborg," Raven began. "Why do you lift weights if your muscles are all robotic? It's not like they're going to atrophy."
Cyborg shrugged. "Old habits die hard." A mischievous expression crossed his face.
"Speaking of habits," He said, "guess who's not in their room this morning.again."
Beast Boy's eyes narrowed. "Again?" He asked. "Those two aren't fooling anyone but themselves." Said the green imp, waving a spatula threateningly in front of Cyborg.
"Why don't they just come out in the open and admit that they they're going out!"
"Aww," Cyborg began as he pushed the spatula away from his face. "I think it's kind of cute how they try to keep it from us. It's not like it's hurting anything."
Just as he finished speaking the door opened again, this time presenting both Robin and Starfire.
"What's up guys?" Robin asked as he visibly hastened his pace to match the long strides of the Tamaranian at his side.
Starfire peered into the kitchen and asked, "What will we be eating so as to break our fast?"
Beast boy bounded up to her, positively overcome with giddiness. "Tofu eggs and-"
But he was cut short as a large skillet slammed into the back of his head, causing him to sink to his knees.
"We'll be having REAL eggs and bacon this morning!"
"Good," Added Robin pulling up a chair next to Raven, "I'm starving!"
As Cyborg and Beast Boy began their cooking, Starfire sat down next to Robin.
Raven couldn't help but discretely watch the two Titans give each other flirting glances, lightly touching each other's hands and how they smiled at one another as testament to the joy they had found.
Raven found herself envying them.
She wanted to know what it was like to have someone hold her hand in caring silence. To know what it was like to hold someone and have them embracing her in return. To know what it was like having someone wondering if she was thinking about them.
"Uh.Raven?" Asked Beast Boy. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." She replied staring into her empty plate as her thoughts began tumble into sorrowful emotion.
"Well, I'm just wondering." Beast Boy trailed off.
Raven looked up and found almost every item in the kitchen spinning wildly in midair and the other Titans looking at her with puzzled faces.
"Oh," She began, collecting her composure and returning everything to it's proper place. "Sorry."
Robin and Starfire picked up their conversation where they had left it off and Cyborg went back to his cooking, but Beast Boy stared at Raven. He knew something was troubling her. He couldn't just stand by and watch her deal with it all alone.
"Hey, Raven."
She looked over at him with impartial eyes, neither upset or elated, always impassive. But he could see that behind those eyes was a great burden weighing on her soul and Beast Boy found himself feeling truly worried for her.
"You know you can always talk to me if something's wrong." He said in a serious tone that was unbefitting of his character. "I mean," He continued, cracking a smile."we're friends, right?"
Raven managed a smile.
"Right. Thanks Beast Boy." She turned and left the kitchen for her room where she could calm herself.
"That was close." She thought to herself. "I could have destroyed the entire tower because I was feeling sorry for myself."
She knew the danger she had put her friends in. Her powers were driven by her emotions. The greater the emotion, the more intensity her powers had.
She had been feeling sorry for herself and she also knew that selfpity often led to anger. And it wasn't safe to be around her if she became angry.
The Titans were used to the little occurrences when it came to Raven. She had explained to them just how her powers worked and how she had learned to control them on Azarath. What she didn't tell them, however, was how she had acquired her gifts and to what heights her power extended.
But soon her secret would no longer be hers alone.