Hold My Hand
Chapter 1: Through the Eyes of the Killer
A/N** LOL... this is kinda late, I know I should've written this like two
weeks ago, but... ahhhh. well. :D I don't care. I hope you like this Halloween special! Takes place right before Riding on a Roller Coaster! :d
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"Please don't! They'll look for you and me!!" a girl shouted. Her brown shoulder length hair dangled in front of her face, only revealing scared eyes. Her clothes were torn up from running and being ripped by the sharp twigs and pointy vines. Dirt was smeared on her face and salty tears dried on the dehydrated skin of her cheek. Her wrists were tied up with ropes that splintered this way and that.
"I don't care," the man spat out. He leaned in and smiled. One of his front teeth were missing and a gold replica filled in the gap of his lower left canine tooth. His face was smudged with mud; his hair was wet with the fall rain. He took off his parka, revealing a think body covered by black over- alls and a blue t-shirt. His red hair was streaked with mud from struggling to tie up the girl. The sky poured endless amount of rain water, soaking his body. "Don't mind me, though, I just want to get revenge. And maybe just more." He smiled again. His eerie blue eyes stared into her innocent green eyes. She stared away, but he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. She let out a soft whimper.
It was dead of night, three weeks before Halloween, this was his big chance to scare everyone, let every think, no- let every being know, that he was supreme; he was a better high school student than them all. He grabbed the girl and threw her in the passenger seat of his old rusty pick-up truck. He looked once more at the green eyes of the girl and laughed, suddenly taking off onto the road.
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It was only one week and 6 days until Halloween would come. Everyone was hyped up except Raven. Everyone was pleading her to wear a costume.
"Aw, C'mon Raven, you have to wear something," Beastboy whined. "How about this one?" he said, holding up a witch costume. She pushed it aside, "Or this one?" she threw the devil costume he was holding and stepped on it.
"I'm not wearing anything for Halloween, it's a waste of time and it's a waste of money. Why do you insist of doing this every year," she replied harshly. He looked at her with puppy eyes, literally turning into a puppy. She glared for a few minutes as he turned back into a regular human being.
"Starfire's not the only one who can resist the face," Beastboy complained.
"I've always resisted 'the face', idiot," she scolded. He cringed. Cyborg laughed at him while playing video games. Starfire giggled, not know what 'idiot' meant.
"Titans! Meeting in the rec. room!" Robin's voice echoed through the intercom.
"We already are here, Robin," Cyborg said through.
"Ohhhh," Robin said. A few seconds later, he came in to the rec room and looked at everybody.
"What? We're wasting time right now," Raven implied. He smirked at her. Finding himself doing it, he blushed a bit but continued.
"The police and detectives can't solve a crime and are in need of our help," Robin started.
"What are we being called for?" Cyborg and Beastboy interrupted.
"We'll find out," Raven answered. They let out a soft, 'oh,' as everyone boarded the boat to go across on.
As they traveled through the large group of people busily asking officers if they've seen their missing teenaged girls they were attacked by a drug addict. He was clinging onto Raven's flowing cape. She put her hood back up.
"Hey you sexy mama, wanna take a look into my apartment?" he slurred. Apparently he was drunk.
"Get off of me, now," she warned. He didn't listen and started to hug her legs, throwing up by her shoe, almost landing on Cyborg.
"Whoa, you better get that thing away from me now or I'll smash his face in," he explained. The drunken man on Raven's leg smiled, his nose flaring and the bags under his eyes were dragging.
"Hey, you heard her," Robin started. "Get off of her now," the man still didn't listen. Raven tried to shake him off but he held tight. Raven tried gliding around above ground, but he still held tight. She landed down by the police but dragged with him on.
"Didn't you hear her?" he said. The man fell asleep, still clutching her leg. Robin grumbled. He grabbed Raven by the stomach but she refused by pushing him away.
"I don't need your help," she rejected.
"But, he's on your leg, what can I do? We have a meeting to go to," he said.
"Fine," she retorted. He grabbed her stomach and pulled while she shook off the drunken man gently. An officer rushed in.
"Sorry, we have a lot of cases to check on, I'll just leave him on the bench over there," he apologized while indicating to the bench right by the office. They nodded and kept walking, while Robin pulled Raven by the arm. When they reached the chief's office, Raven pulled away.
"We need your help. There's a serial-murderer on the loose. He killed girls from various schools and districts. We've searched a few days, but no clues. We're still at it, but we need help," the chief asked in general.
"We'll do it," Robin volunteered them all.
"Alright, can you all come over to the detective's office across the street?" he asked. They nodded. While they headed over, Robin kept staring at the calm lucidity of Raven's face. She glanced at him.
"What?" She wanted to know why he was staring at her for so long. The walk- light suddenly flickered to a man, indicating for them to walk. Standing right by her, he shrugged and went ahead. She stood still for a few seconds but reached up with them before the light turned red. When they walked into the office of the detective, it was just a mere apartment but when they were lead up to his room, it turned into a forensic science lab.
"What is this called?" Starfire gaped, pointing to a microscope.
"It's something to look up close with," Cyborg answered, surprised and excited with all the equipment in there. Beastboy examined the powder and sniffed it, making him gag. Raven stood to the side with Robin.
"Glad you like," a man with a rich deep voice called out. He was wearing a plaid red shirt made of cotton and jeans with hiking boots. "Well, I guess you guys want to see the evidence before we start looking?" He ran a hand through his black hair and smiled. His straight teeth gleamed.
"Sure," Robin answered for the team.
"By the way, my name's Erick, if you wanted to know," he claimed. He smiled as he took out the box with the pieces of evidence against who did the murdering. "Aha! Found it!"
He pulled out a zip lock with a piece of blue cloth. Erick held it up to the Titan's faces.
"Uh. is this our Christmas present?" Beastboy implemented. Erick laughed.
"Oh gosh, no. This was found in one of the hands of one of the murdered," he answered, trying to make it the spookiest sounding ghost story, but failed in the making.
"May I see?' Raven asked in manners.
"Sure!" he smiled, handing over the cloth in the zip-lock. She placed out her hand from under her cloak and grabbed onto it. She opened it and looked. "Hey! What're you doing? You might destroy it!"
"Don't worry, there will be no harm done to it," Raven said. As she was walking towards the microscope, she pulled it out with bare fingers.
"Hey!" Erick whined. "Ah well, looks like you know what you're doing." Raven nodded.
"Thanks-" she began but suddenly stopped, standing still.
"Rave? Rave. Raven?" Robin called out, grabbing her shoulders. The rest gathered around her.
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It was no dream, it wasn't flash back and she definitely wasn't falling asleep. Her eyes weren't closed, nor were they looking at anything. It all seemed so vivid, like she was there.
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She was seeing sweaty palms- wait. she was feeling sweaty palms- no. it was something else, she had sweaty palms. Raven was looking at three girls and felt herself smile at them. They all looked terrified, except one, she looked half-dead already so she didn't worry about it. Their clothes were ripped, their faces solemn and they were binded to a wall with chains.
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She felt herself gripping a wooden stick. She was beating them with it. Why? She didn't want to know and she felt pure pleasure in doing this. Raven dropped the wooden stick and took a crow bar. With delight, she plunged it into the first girls head, the half-dead one. She saw a single tear roll down her eyes as it came speeding down. Her long, blond, stringy elbow length hair covered the rest of her face. And she fell over just like that, but Raven did more. Standing over her, she grabbed a hook and pierced the back of her neck, dragging it across the spine. Blood splattered everywhere as the girl's bones penetrated through the skin so it showed. Crimson blood even splashed onto her face. She looked at the metal curve and licked the blood-stain hooked. She tasted every little drop and released it.
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She felt her self being shaken. someone was calling her name and she was trying to reach back at them, but she couldn't. The motion picture of murder was engraved in her mind. She saw the look of death and felt revenge in her heart.
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"RAVEN!" a boy screamed out, gripping onto her. She was being held onto, tightly while being shaken at the same time. She looked up to see who her carrier was.
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"Robin?" she mumbled. He grinned.
"I- you were possessed or something, and you were-" he began.
"Um, thanks, but let go of me now," she scolded. He smirked and let her go gently. She pushed him away.
"What happened?" Erick asked.
Raven kept silent.
"Are you alright?" Starfire asked slowly, as if Raven was the naïve alien.
Raven waved her hand around and nodded.
"Really, I want to know what happened," Beastboy said.
Raven looked at him in fear. Robin suddenly moved through from the back gripped her shoulders.
"Tell us, are you in danger, what happened?" Robin interrogated.
"It was like I was him, but it's impossible," Raven told. They all took a step back except fro Robin who remained clinging to her shoulders.
"What?" he asked.
"He killed her," she whispered, looking at the clock. It was already 9 PM, and she didn't want to freak her self out.
"I don't understand," Robin said, trying to figure out was wrong with her. He looked into her eyes. "Tell me, what did you see? What happened?"
"I was looking through the eyes of the killer."
Chapter 1: Through the Eyes of the Killer
A/N** LOL... this is kinda late, I know I should've written this like two
weeks ago, but... ahhhh. well. :D I don't care. I hope you like this Halloween special! Takes place right before Riding on a Roller Coaster! :d
****
"Please don't! They'll look for you and me!!" a girl shouted. Her brown shoulder length hair dangled in front of her face, only revealing scared eyes. Her clothes were torn up from running and being ripped by the sharp twigs and pointy vines. Dirt was smeared on her face and salty tears dried on the dehydrated skin of her cheek. Her wrists were tied up with ropes that splintered this way and that.
"I don't care," the man spat out. He leaned in and smiled. One of his front teeth were missing and a gold replica filled in the gap of his lower left canine tooth. His face was smudged with mud; his hair was wet with the fall rain. He took off his parka, revealing a think body covered by black over- alls and a blue t-shirt. His red hair was streaked with mud from struggling to tie up the girl. The sky poured endless amount of rain water, soaking his body. "Don't mind me, though, I just want to get revenge. And maybe just more." He smiled again. His eerie blue eyes stared into her innocent green eyes. She stared away, but he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. She let out a soft whimper.
It was dead of night, three weeks before Halloween, this was his big chance to scare everyone, let every think, no- let every being know, that he was supreme; he was a better high school student than them all. He grabbed the girl and threw her in the passenger seat of his old rusty pick-up truck. He looked once more at the green eyes of the girl and laughed, suddenly taking off onto the road.
****
It was only one week and 6 days until Halloween would come. Everyone was hyped up except Raven. Everyone was pleading her to wear a costume.
"Aw, C'mon Raven, you have to wear something," Beastboy whined. "How about this one?" he said, holding up a witch costume. She pushed it aside, "Or this one?" she threw the devil costume he was holding and stepped on it.
"I'm not wearing anything for Halloween, it's a waste of time and it's a waste of money. Why do you insist of doing this every year," she replied harshly. He looked at her with puppy eyes, literally turning into a puppy. She glared for a few minutes as he turned back into a regular human being.
"Starfire's not the only one who can resist the face," Beastboy complained.
"I've always resisted 'the face', idiot," she scolded. He cringed. Cyborg laughed at him while playing video games. Starfire giggled, not know what 'idiot' meant.
"Titans! Meeting in the rec. room!" Robin's voice echoed through the intercom.
"We already are here, Robin," Cyborg said through.
"Ohhhh," Robin said. A few seconds later, he came in to the rec room and looked at everybody.
"What? We're wasting time right now," Raven implied. He smirked at her. Finding himself doing it, he blushed a bit but continued.
"The police and detectives can't solve a crime and are in need of our help," Robin started.
"What are we being called for?" Cyborg and Beastboy interrupted.
"We'll find out," Raven answered. They let out a soft, 'oh,' as everyone boarded the boat to go across on.
As they traveled through the large group of people busily asking officers if they've seen their missing teenaged girls they were attacked by a drug addict. He was clinging onto Raven's flowing cape. She put her hood back up.
"Hey you sexy mama, wanna take a look into my apartment?" he slurred. Apparently he was drunk.
"Get off of me, now," she warned. He didn't listen and started to hug her legs, throwing up by her shoe, almost landing on Cyborg.
"Whoa, you better get that thing away from me now or I'll smash his face in," he explained. The drunken man on Raven's leg smiled, his nose flaring and the bags under his eyes were dragging.
"Hey, you heard her," Robin started. "Get off of her now," the man still didn't listen. Raven tried to shake him off but he held tight. Raven tried gliding around above ground, but he still held tight. She landed down by the police but dragged with him on.
"Didn't you hear her?" he said. The man fell asleep, still clutching her leg. Robin grumbled. He grabbed Raven by the stomach but she refused by pushing him away.
"I don't need your help," she rejected.
"But, he's on your leg, what can I do? We have a meeting to go to," he said.
"Fine," she retorted. He grabbed her stomach and pulled while she shook off the drunken man gently. An officer rushed in.
"Sorry, we have a lot of cases to check on, I'll just leave him on the bench over there," he apologized while indicating to the bench right by the office. They nodded and kept walking, while Robin pulled Raven by the arm. When they reached the chief's office, Raven pulled away.
"We need your help. There's a serial-murderer on the loose. He killed girls from various schools and districts. We've searched a few days, but no clues. We're still at it, but we need help," the chief asked in general.
"We'll do it," Robin volunteered them all.
"Alright, can you all come over to the detective's office across the street?" he asked. They nodded. While they headed over, Robin kept staring at the calm lucidity of Raven's face. She glanced at him.
"What?" She wanted to know why he was staring at her for so long. The walk- light suddenly flickered to a man, indicating for them to walk. Standing right by her, he shrugged and went ahead. She stood still for a few seconds but reached up with them before the light turned red. When they walked into the office of the detective, it was just a mere apartment but when they were lead up to his room, it turned into a forensic science lab.
"What is this called?" Starfire gaped, pointing to a microscope.
"It's something to look up close with," Cyborg answered, surprised and excited with all the equipment in there. Beastboy examined the powder and sniffed it, making him gag. Raven stood to the side with Robin.
"Glad you like," a man with a rich deep voice called out. He was wearing a plaid red shirt made of cotton and jeans with hiking boots. "Well, I guess you guys want to see the evidence before we start looking?" He ran a hand through his black hair and smiled. His straight teeth gleamed.
"Sure," Robin answered for the team.
"By the way, my name's Erick, if you wanted to know," he claimed. He smiled as he took out the box with the pieces of evidence against who did the murdering. "Aha! Found it!"
He pulled out a zip lock with a piece of blue cloth. Erick held it up to the Titan's faces.
"Uh. is this our Christmas present?" Beastboy implemented. Erick laughed.
"Oh gosh, no. This was found in one of the hands of one of the murdered," he answered, trying to make it the spookiest sounding ghost story, but failed in the making.
"May I see?' Raven asked in manners.
"Sure!" he smiled, handing over the cloth in the zip-lock. She placed out her hand from under her cloak and grabbed onto it. She opened it and looked. "Hey! What're you doing? You might destroy it!"
"Don't worry, there will be no harm done to it," Raven said. As she was walking towards the microscope, she pulled it out with bare fingers.
"Hey!" Erick whined. "Ah well, looks like you know what you're doing." Raven nodded.
"Thanks-" she began but suddenly stopped, standing still.
"Rave? Rave. Raven?" Robin called out, grabbing her shoulders. The rest gathered around her.
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It was no dream, it wasn't flash back and she definitely wasn't falling asleep. Her eyes weren't closed, nor were they looking at anything. It all seemed so vivid, like she was there.
****
She was seeing sweaty palms- wait. she was feeling sweaty palms- no. it was something else, she had sweaty palms. Raven was looking at three girls and felt herself smile at them. They all looked terrified, except one, she looked half-dead already so she didn't worry about it. Their clothes were ripped, their faces solemn and they were binded to a wall with chains.
****
She felt herself gripping a wooden stick. She was beating them with it. Why? She didn't want to know and she felt pure pleasure in doing this. Raven dropped the wooden stick and took a crow bar. With delight, she plunged it into the first girls head, the half-dead one. She saw a single tear roll down her eyes as it came speeding down. Her long, blond, stringy elbow length hair covered the rest of her face. And she fell over just like that, but Raven did more. Standing over her, she grabbed a hook and pierced the back of her neck, dragging it across the spine. Blood splattered everywhere as the girl's bones penetrated through the skin so it showed. Crimson blood even splashed onto her face. She looked at the metal curve and licked the blood-stain hooked. She tasted every little drop and released it.
****
She felt her self being shaken. someone was calling her name and she was trying to reach back at them, but she couldn't. The motion picture of murder was engraved in her mind. She saw the look of death and felt revenge in her heart.
****
"RAVEN!" a boy screamed out, gripping onto her. She was being held onto, tightly while being shaken at the same time. She looked up to see who her carrier was.
****
"Robin?" she mumbled. He grinned.
"I- you were possessed or something, and you were-" he began.
"Um, thanks, but let go of me now," she scolded. He smirked and let her go gently. She pushed him away.
"What happened?" Erick asked.
Raven kept silent.
"Are you alright?" Starfire asked slowly, as if Raven was the naïve alien.
Raven waved her hand around and nodded.
"Really, I want to know what happened," Beastboy said.
Raven looked at him in fear. Robin suddenly moved through from the back gripped her shoulders.
"Tell us, are you in danger, what happened?" Robin interrogated.
"It was like I was him, but it's impossible," Raven told. They all took a step back except fro Robin who remained clinging to her shoulders.
"What?" he asked.
"He killed her," she whispered, looking at the clock. It was already 9 PM, and she didn't want to freak her self out.
"I don't understand," Robin said, trying to figure out was wrong with her. He looked into her eyes. "Tell me, what did you see? What happened?"
"I was looking through the eyes of the killer."