Chapter 2: Beating Heart, Racing Mind
A/N** SORRY ABOUT THOSE FLAMERS!! BUT THANKS SO MUCH FOR STICKING WITH ME. :D anyway, with out further ado, here's my second chapter!!! ^__^
Robin kept his hands on Raven's shoulders.
"What?" he said. Raven shook her head.
"It doesn't matter," she muttered. Robin just looked at the other team mates and shrugged as they shrugged. He let go of her slowly.
"Let's go home then, Titans," he declared. They all nodded and walked out the door. Raven, however, stayed behind.
"Raven, is it not that you are feeling well?" Starfire asked, flying back to her. Beastboy and Cyborg were out in the hall, waiting. Robin held the door open, leaning on the door frame. She shook her head once more. "Raven?"
"I'm fine! Just go home without me. I have business to attend to," she replied harshly.
"Bu-si-ness?" she repeated.
"Business: commercial, industrial, or professional dealings," The moody, gothic girl answered for her.
"Oh." the Tamaran whispered.
"Alright, Raven, you stay here then and we'll go. If you need us, you know what to do," the leader told.
"Of course," she said blandly. She mocked him and held out the walkie- talking device.
"Er- good, I guess," he smiled and walked ahead of the group. After everyone was out the door, Raven turned her head and attention to Erick.
"Uhm. what?" he asked, pushed up his sleeves on his arm. His black hair now ruffled from running his hands through it over and over again.
"That," she interjected, pointing at the blue cloth. "There seems to be a memory wave from who ever owned that piece of a shirt."
"I don't understand," Erick said confused.
"I saw through the eyes of the person how owned the shirt," she explained.
"Oh, you mean- you mean- YOU KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS!?" He jumped up and looked her way.
"No-"
"Oh." he intervened again.
"Let me rephrase that: I can see what the murderer is doing. I can touch any object and see through their eyes and if I concentrate, I can read their thoughts. I can help you with this," Raven stated. There was a long silence as he looked thoughtfully at the cloth. She continued, "If you want."
"Sure, sure," he agreed. He looked at Raven.
"What?" She asked.
Erick held up the cloth to Raven.
"Do you want to try it again?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Maybe later. I'm more concerned about my friends," she declared, remembering that it was Beastboy's and Starfire's night to cook as a team. 'Not a good thing,' she thought.
With that, she teleported to the streets and glided over the river home. She smirked to herself when the tower was close by. "Teen Titans in Jump City. Who would've thought?"
Upon entering her home, Starfire rushed to her.
"Raven! It is awful!"
"What's awful?" she quoted.
"Our cooking! I have attempted to make potatoes of the mashed and Beastboy has tried to make gravy that is covering the toh-fuu balls!" she yelled in despair. Raven set her eyes at the door leading to the kitchen. Black, icky gooey substances were oozing from under the door. She raised an eyebrow.
"And what happened?" she interrogated.
"Well- while I was creating the potatoes of the mashed, Cyborg and Beastboy were arguing about the meat of a chicken and cows. I had tried to stop the arguing but I have spilled the gravy by knocking it on Cyborg. He became very angry and tried to blast the bowl full of balls that are lettuce but every thing has become disorganized and I do not know what to do about the potatoes of the mashed!" Starfire began to sob. Raven looked at the black goo seeping from the doorway. The Tamaran wept on her shoulders.
"Is that it?" she asked, pointing at the glop. Starfire lifted her head and nodded while wiping away the tears.
"Y-ye-y-yes," she stammered. Raven glared at Starfire who shook under her eye.
"Alright, then," Raven started. She walked to the kitchen where she found Cyborg on the counter. He was standing, pointing his cannon at the goo. Beastboy was hanging onto the cybernetics' leg, whimpering.
"You gonna help or not?" Cyborg asked, indicating Beastboy. Beastboy just shook his head.
"Nuh-uh man! That thing's trying to kill us!" The green teen pointed out. He then glanced at Raven in the door way. "Help us!" Saying those words, the black slimy substances tried grab the boys.
Starfire and Raven glided over to them.
"Are you in need of rescue?" Starfire asked, still wiping the tears at her eyes.
"No duh! Get us out!" Beastboy pleaded. Raven stared at them while Starfire grabbed both of them by the wrists and carried them out of the kitchen. The telekinetic raised her hands and flicked her wrists around.
"Azarath- Metrion- ZINTHOS!" she chanted. Saying those words, the glop evaporated into the air. She set her feet back down and walked over to the island table in the center of the kitchen. It was in half. The porcelain salad bowl that was holding the tofu and gravy mix was shattered and splattered all over. She walked over and cleaned the counters and mopped the floors. It was near midnight when she finished and Cyborg and Beastboy were still fighting. Starfire just sat on the couch, watching them.
"I told you! I want meat! Not tofu covered with gravy or sticking mashed potatoes!" Cyborg yelled.
"So!? It's my turn to cook! I can make whatever I want, man!" Beastboy snorted back at him. Just then Robin walked in. Starfire's face lit up and glided to his side.
"Robin! You have arrived to converse with us!" she cheered. Robin smiled at her.
"Actually, I'm just here eat dinner. So where is it?" Robin asked.
"It would be here, if he didn't blow up the kitchen!" Beastboy yelled.
"I wouldn't have blown it up if you didn't make that shitty thing you call tofu!" Cyborg yelled back.
"Whoa! Hold it, guys! We'll just have take out!" Robin affirmed. Raven walked out, having a break from cleaning.
"Again?" she asked.
"Yeah! This is our third week in a row! If we keep this up, we'll be broke! I need the money for my 'baby'," Cyborg begged, emphasizing on 'baby'.
"You can fix your 'baby' later," Raven said. "Besides, we have enough as it is right now."
"Fine," Cyborg agreed. Afterwards, Robin took out the phone book.
"Uh guys," Robin started. "You can choose." He threw the book at Cyborg and Beastboy. They just nodded and looked through.
"Oh! Let us order our banquet of food here!" Starfire exclaimed pointing at Pizza Hut.
"We ordered there already, like a billion times! When we call, they know it's us!" Beastboy explained.
"Oh," she let out. They were still discussing which restaurant to eat from. Raven was still trying to wash the left over goo that was stuck to the bowl. Robin walked in.
"This place- why is it clean?" Robin asked Raven.
"I fixed it," she told him, despite the fact that the island counter of the kitchen was broken.
"Oh, well nice job," he stated, smiling at her. Raven blushed a bit, unaware that she was. Robin walked behind her, watching her clean the bowl. "Here, I'll help." He picked up a rag and dried the wet bowls.
"You don't have to help me," she said.
"I want to," he told her. Raven blushed once more.
"Robin-"
"What?" he intervened.
She shuddered in nervousness while Robin placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Er- nothing," she said. Raven couldn't tell Robin that she was seeing through eyes of people. As she took a hold of another rag, the same thing happened.
"C'mon, you can tell me," she heard Robin trail off while the vision took over her.
She seemed to be looking at two guys. She felt herself clap and cheer. The one who possessed Raven sub-consciously jumped up and down and spin around.
The two guys were Cyborg and Beastboy. then, that meant, she was experimenting on Starfire.
"Hey, you ok?" Robin asked.
"I'm fine," she confirmed. Raven couldn't believe it. She could experiment through others eyes too.
"Want to talk about it?" Robin phrased again.
"No," she conjured. She wanted to talk about it. She wanted to tell him. She wanted confess.
'Wait,' she thought to herself, 'I don't like him. This is pathetic. I don't like anyone.' She shook her head.
"Why are you shaking your head?" Robin questioned.
"Nothing," Raven affirmed. "It's nothing. You can finish this by yourself right?"
Robin nodded.
"Ok. I'm going to the roof to meditate," she declared.
"Uh- sure," he smirked. Raven glared and he changed his face to relaxed view. She teleported to the roof and tried to think. Hours after hour, she got up and touched the door knob. She saw and felt another point of view. This time it was through Robin's eyes.
The one holding Raven's mind was staring at a mirror. Shirtless as Robin was, Raven didn't mind seeing him like that; after all, they had seen him without his uniform top more than they wanted to. But this time, she felt her fingers grab onto his face, peeling off the mask. She was about to see who he was. She was about to see what he looked like.
This was too much. She couldn't betray Robin like that. He, did, after all didn't want them to know his true identity until it was the right time. Raven let go of the door knob and teleported to her room. Looking at the clock which displayed 5:16 AM, she dressed into pajamas and plopped into her bed, her heart was still beating and her mind was still racing.
A/N** SORRY ABOUT THOSE FLAMERS!! BUT THANKS SO MUCH FOR STICKING WITH ME. :D anyway, with out further ado, here's my second chapter!!! ^__^
Robin kept his hands on Raven's shoulders.
"What?" he said. Raven shook her head.
"It doesn't matter," she muttered. Robin just looked at the other team mates and shrugged as they shrugged. He let go of her slowly.
"Let's go home then, Titans," he declared. They all nodded and walked out the door. Raven, however, stayed behind.
"Raven, is it not that you are feeling well?" Starfire asked, flying back to her. Beastboy and Cyborg were out in the hall, waiting. Robin held the door open, leaning on the door frame. She shook her head once more. "Raven?"
"I'm fine! Just go home without me. I have business to attend to," she replied harshly.
"Bu-si-ness?" she repeated.
"Business: commercial, industrial, or professional dealings," The moody, gothic girl answered for her.
"Oh." the Tamaran whispered.
"Alright, Raven, you stay here then and we'll go. If you need us, you know what to do," the leader told.
"Of course," she said blandly. She mocked him and held out the walkie- talking device.
"Er- good, I guess," he smiled and walked ahead of the group. After everyone was out the door, Raven turned her head and attention to Erick.
"Uhm. what?" he asked, pushed up his sleeves on his arm. His black hair now ruffled from running his hands through it over and over again.
"That," she interjected, pointing at the blue cloth. "There seems to be a memory wave from who ever owned that piece of a shirt."
"I don't understand," Erick said confused.
"I saw through the eyes of the person how owned the shirt," she explained.
"Oh, you mean- you mean- YOU KNOW WHO THE KILLER IS!?" He jumped up and looked her way.
"No-"
"Oh." he intervened again.
"Let me rephrase that: I can see what the murderer is doing. I can touch any object and see through their eyes and if I concentrate, I can read their thoughts. I can help you with this," Raven stated. There was a long silence as he looked thoughtfully at the cloth. She continued, "If you want."
"Sure, sure," he agreed. He looked at Raven.
"What?" She asked.
Erick held up the cloth to Raven.
"Do you want to try it again?" he asked. She shook her head.
"Maybe later. I'm more concerned about my friends," she declared, remembering that it was Beastboy's and Starfire's night to cook as a team. 'Not a good thing,' she thought.
With that, she teleported to the streets and glided over the river home. She smirked to herself when the tower was close by. "Teen Titans in Jump City. Who would've thought?"
Upon entering her home, Starfire rushed to her.
"Raven! It is awful!"
"What's awful?" she quoted.
"Our cooking! I have attempted to make potatoes of the mashed and Beastboy has tried to make gravy that is covering the toh-fuu balls!" she yelled in despair. Raven set her eyes at the door leading to the kitchen. Black, icky gooey substances were oozing from under the door. She raised an eyebrow.
"And what happened?" she interrogated.
"Well- while I was creating the potatoes of the mashed, Cyborg and Beastboy were arguing about the meat of a chicken and cows. I had tried to stop the arguing but I have spilled the gravy by knocking it on Cyborg. He became very angry and tried to blast the bowl full of balls that are lettuce but every thing has become disorganized and I do not know what to do about the potatoes of the mashed!" Starfire began to sob. Raven looked at the black goo seeping from the doorway. The Tamaran wept on her shoulders.
"Is that it?" she asked, pointing at the glop. Starfire lifted her head and nodded while wiping away the tears.
"Y-ye-y-yes," she stammered. Raven glared at Starfire who shook under her eye.
"Alright, then," Raven started. She walked to the kitchen where she found Cyborg on the counter. He was standing, pointing his cannon at the goo. Beastboy was hanging onto the cybernetics' leg, whimpering.
"You gonna help or not?" Cyborg asked, indicating Beastboy. Beastboy just shook his head.
"Nuh-uh man! That thing's trying to kill us!" The green teen pointed out. He then glanced at Raven in the door way. "Help us!" Saying those words, the black slimy substances tried grab the boys.
Starfire and Raven glided over to them.
"Are you in need of rescue?" Starfire asked, still wiping the tears at her eyes.
"No duh! Get us out!" Beastboy pleaded. Raven stared at them while Starfire grabbed both of them by the wrists and carried them out of the kitchen. The telekinetic raised her hands and flicked her wrists around.
"Azarath- Metrion- ZINTHOS!" she chanted. Saying those words, the glop evaporated into the air. She set her feet back down and walked over to the island table in the center of the kitchen. It was in half. The porcelain salad bowl that was holding the tofu and gravy mix was shattered and splattered all over. She walked over and cleaned the counters and mopped the floors. It was near midnight when she finished and Cyborg and Beastboy were still fighting. Starfire just sat on the couch, watching them.
"I told you! I want meat! Not tofu covered with gravy or sticking mashed potatoes!" Cyborg yelled.
"So!? It's my turn to cook! I can make whatever I want, man!" Beastboy snorted back at him. Just then Robin walked in. Starfire's face lit up and glided to his side.
"Robin! You have arrived to converse with us!" she cheered. Robin smiled at her.
"Actually, I'm just here eat dinner. So where is it?" Robin asked.
"It would be here, if he didn't blow up the kitchen!" Beastboy yelled.
"I wouldn't have blown it up if you didn't make that shitty thing you call tofu!" Cyborg yelled back.
"Whoa! Hold it, guys! We'll just have take out!" Robin affirmed. Raven walked out, having a break from cleaning.
"Again?" she asked.
"Yeah! This is our third week in a row! If we keep this up, we'll be broke! I need the money for my 'baby'," Cyborg begged, emphasizing on 'baby'.
"You can fix your 'baby' later," Raven said. "Besides, we have enough as it is right now."
"Fine," Cyborg agreed. Afterwards, Robin took out the phone book.
"Uh guys," Robin started. "You can choose." He threw the book at Cyborg and Beastboy. They just nodded and looked through.
"Oh! Let us order our banquet of food here!" Starfire exclaimed pointing at Pizza Hut.
"We ordered there already, like a billion times! When we call, they know it's us!" Beastboy explained.
"Oh," she let out. They were still discussing which restaurant to eat from. Raven was still trying to wash the left over goo that was stuck to the bowl. Robin walked in.
"This place- why is it clean?" Robin asked Raven.
"I fixed it," she told him, despite the fact that the island counter of the kitchen was broken.
"Oh, well nice job," he stated, smiling at her. Raven blushed a bit, unaware that she was. Robin walked behind her, watching her clean the bowl. "Here, I'll help." He picked up a rag and dried the wet bowls.
"You don't have to help me," she said.
"I want to," he told her. Raven blushed once more.
"Robin-"
"What?" he intervened.
She shuddered in nervousness while Robin placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Er- nothing," she said. Raven couldn't tell Robin that she was seeing through eyes of people. As she took a hold of another rag, the same thing happened.
"C'mon, you can tell me," she heard Robin trail off while the vision took over her.
She seemed to be looking at two guys. She felt herself clap and cheer. The one who possessed Raven sub-consciously jumped up and down and spin around.
The two guys were Cyborg and Beastboy. then, that meant, she was experimenting on Starfire.
"Hey, you ok?" Robin asked.
"I'm fine," she confirmed. Raven couldn't believe it. She could experiment through others eyes too.
"Want to talk about it?" Robin phrased again.
"No," she conjured. She wanted to talk about it. She wanted to tell him. She wanted confess.
'Wait,' she thought to herself, 'I don't like him. This is pathetic. I don't like anyone.' She shook her head.
"Why are you shaking your head?" Robin questioned.
"Nothing," Raven affirmed. "It's nothing. You can finish this by yourself right?"
Robin nodded.
"Ok. I'm going to the roof to meditate," she declared.
"Uh- sure," he smirked. Raven glared and he changed his face to relaxed view. She teleported to the roof and tried to think. Hours after hour, she got up and touched the door knob. She saw and felt another point of view. This time it was through Robin's eyes.
The one holding Raven's mind was staring at a mirror. Shirtless as Robin was, Raven didn't mind seeing him like that; after all, they had seen him without his uniform top more than they wanted to. But this time, she felt her fingers grab onto his face, peeling off the mask. She was about to see who he was. She was about to see what he looked like.
This was too much. She couldn't betray Robin like that. He, did, after all didn't want them to know his true identity until it was the right time. Raven let go of the door knob and teleported to her room. Looking at the clock which displayed 5:16 AM, she dressed into pajamas and plopped into her bed, her heart was still beating and her mind was still racing.