Chapter 3: Mixed Feelings
Estelle: HI EVERYONE! Thanx for reading my last 2 chapters and thanx for everyone who reviewed... Sorry for the wait. My comp has been down a while so I wasn't able to write. Anyway on with the story.
Disclaimer. Don't own any titans or anything related to teen titans. Only thing I own in this story is the character Flare and the ridiculous plot I put the titans in.
Somewhere near the Pier
It was the perfect new headquarters. The Titans wouldn't suspect looking for him in the same place they had found him in, last time they nearly caught him.
"Reverse Psychology... always works..." Slade thought, smiling beneath his mask.
He looked over the giant computer screen in front of him. He pushed the enter key on the miniature keyboard built into his chair. The screen flashed and black letters of some strange language started appearing on the screen. Slade's smiled diminished at the sight of the unrecognizable language.
"This will take longer then I anticipated..." he muttered.
"The language of Azarath is a difficult one..." said a voice behind him.
Slade turned around. He smiled.
"Flare...I've been expecting you."
"I came as soon as I was finished with Raven..." Flare said.
She was dressed in street clothes so the very few people walking outside, this late at night wouldn't suspect anything.
"Good. So the first part of the mission is a success..."
"Yes. But I do have something interesting to tell you..."
"Well..."
"Raven has feelings for Boy Wonder... Powerful ones. Very unusual for someone like herself, who goes trough an amazing amount of tor...I mean training to get rid of them."
"I suspected that they would. I have been studying Robin for years before making myself known to him. He showed a lot of love toward that alien girl...but even more to the girl from Azarath..."
"Just as the Prophecy states..."
"About the Prophecy... as you have probably noticed I have the complete version on the screen... unfortunately I do not understand your language. Do you mind translating it for me?"
"The complete version! I thought the one I knew was complete, but what you have is more than the few lines I know... Yes I will translate it. I'm just as curious as you..."
Flare looked at the screen; the prophecy was defiantly longer than the one she knew.
"It may take a while Slade... this dialect is of Raven's region, not mine."
Somewhere Downtown
They had spent the whole day scavenging the ruins of there beloved home. Besides Starfire's desk and Beast boy's games, they found half of a sofa, a few of Cyborg's weights, Beast boy's hair gel (what was left of it after Cyborg stepped on it), a few articles of clothing, Robin's spare capes, a bit of money, Robin's belt and Raven's Mirror.
The Titans had managed to get a motel room for the night. It was a dingy place but with only $50 in their pocket's, the clothes on there back's and a few mildly burnt but still good, items, it was all they could afford. They had gotten 2 rooms. A Medium sized one for Cyborg, Beast boy and Robin and a small one for Starfire and Raven...If Raven showed...
Everyone fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows...everyone except Robin. He stared at the ceiling, trying to get his feelings in order and trying to ignore the painfully loud noises that put the worst snorers to shame, coming from Beast boy's bed on the other side of the room.
"Why am I worried about Raven...She's fine, probably sleeping in a motel across town. She just got separated from us and came out before us...no need to worry" he thought to himself, but wasn't convinced.
He turned his gaze from the ceiling to his gloves and cape... the only articles of clothing he had taken of. For some reason it was comforting to stare at the yellow side of his cape and his green gloves. They were the only colors he could see in the darkness. But despite the comfort he felt, questions kept popping into his head.
"Why am I feeling this way?"
"Do I love her?"
"But I'm supposed to love Star... the optimistic, pretty, alien girl not the dark, half demon, girl from...were was she from again... I hardly now anything about her... Starfire said Raven was from Azar...no...Arat...no...Azarath...that sounds right. It fits right into the chant she always says. Any way... we have absolutely nothing in common..."
Robin thought, his thoughts getting angrier and angrier, mostly yelling at himself for even thinking of loving Raven. He felt ashamed.
"It's always been pretty girl and leader boy and always will be! Don't complicate things by doing this. You don't love Raven. She's just a friend who isn't here right now, not a maniac running across town killing everyone in site. So stop thinking about this matter and get some sleep!"
Robin obeyed his little-soldier-inside-his-head and turned back on his back. He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to come; unfortunately for the-little-soldier and all the thinking he did his dreams were filed with thoughts of Raven...
Abandoned Ware house
After spending half the night trying to find the weak spot in the machine, Raven only succeeded in making herself even more exhausted then when the stupid machine started draining. Unfortunately, sleeping with your arms hanging from black chains, standing weren't very effective ways to get to sleep. And if she just hung there, not supporting herself with her legs the only thing she would accomplish is sore arms and red wrists. So instead she floated up a bit, put herself in a kneeling position and tried to sleep. But the down size was she would have to keep conscious trough out the night. If she went into a deep sleep she would lose concentration and have a rude awakening. And even if she could sleep, questions were popping in her head, questions that needed to be answered.
"Flare said She wanted my powers...This machine is made to suck powers... when will she start using it at a constant rate to get my powers...when she does I could be in big trouble... and what about the team...do they know where I am...do they even notice I'm missing... but what about that outburst... I never had one so strong since before my training...and all over Robin..."
A few objects exploded at the thought of his name...
"Do I...NO...I'm not supposed to...all the training to keep these emotions inside... I'm not about to throw it down the drain...besides...even if I do...He loves Starfire...not me..."
A few tears slide down her face. A few more things exploded. She sighed and closed her eyes, listening to the breaking glass. It was her own private lullaby. Soon she was asleep.
Estelle: that's the end of chapter 3! Don't forget to r and r
Estelle: HI EVERYONE! Thanx for reading my last 2 chapters and thanx for everyone who reviewed... Sorry for the wait. My comp has been down a while so I wasn't able to write. Anyway on with the story.
Disclaimer. Don't own any titans or anything related to teen titans. Only thing I own in this story is the character Flare and the ridiculous plot I put the titans in.
Somewhere near the Pier
It was the perfect new headquarters. The Titans wouldn't suspect looking for him in the same place they had found him in, last time they nearly caught him.
"Reverse Psychology... always works..." Slade thought, smiling beneath his mask.
He looked over the giant computer screen in front of him. He pushed the enter key on the miniature keyboard built into his chair. The screen flashed and black letters of some strange language started appearing on the screen. Slade's smiled diminished at the sight of the unrecognizable language.
"This will take longer then I anticipated..." he muttered.
"The language of Azarath is a difficult one..." said a voice behind him.
Slade turned around. He smiled.
"Flare...I've been expecting you."
"I came as soon as I was finished with Raven..." Flare said.
She was dressed in street clothes so the very few people walking outside, this late at night wouldn't suspect anything.
"Good. So the first part of the mission is a success..."
"Yes. But I do have something interesting to tell you..."
"Well..."
"Raven has feelings for Boy Wonder... Powerful ones. Very unusual for someone like herself, who goes trough an amazing amount of tor...I mean training to get rid of them."
"I suspected that they would. I have been studying Robin for years before making myself known to him. He showed a lot of love toward that alien girl...but even more to the girl from Azarath..."
"Just as the Prophecy states..."
"About the Prophecy... as you have probably noticed I have the complete version on the screen... unfortunately I do not understand your language. Do you mind translating it for me?"
"The complete version! I thought the one I knew was complete, but what you have is more than the few lines I know... Yes I will translate it. I'm just as curious as you..."
Flare looked at the screen; the prophecy was defiantly longer than the one she knew.
"It may take a while Slade... this dialect is of Raven's region, not mine."
Somewhere Downtown
They had spent the whole day scavenging the ruins of there beloved home. Besides Starfire's desk and Beast boy's games, they found half of a sofa, a few of Cyborg's weights, Beast boy's hair gel (what was left of it after Cyborg stepped on it), a few articles of clothing, Robin's spare capes, a bit of money, Robin's belt and Raven's Mirror.
The Titans had managed to get a motel room for the night. It was a dingy place but with only $50 in their pocket's, the clothes on there back's and a few mildly burnt but still good, items, it was all they could afford. They had gotten 2 rooms. A Medium sized one for Cyborg, Beast boy and Robin and a small one for Starfire and Raven...If Raven showed...
Everyone fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows...everyone except Robin. He stared at the ceiling, trying to get his feelings in order and trying to ignore the painfully loud noises that put the worst snorers to shame, coming from Beast boy's bed on the other side of the room.
"Why am I worried about Raven...She's fine, probably sleeping in a motel across town. She just got separated from us and came out before us...no need to worry" he thought to himself, but wasn't convinced.
He turned his gaze from the ceiling to his gloves and cape... the only articles of clothing he had taken of. For some reason it was comforting to stare at the yellow side of his cape and his green gloves. They were the only colors he could see in the darkness. But despite the comfort he felt, questions kept popping into his head.
"Why am I feeling this way?"
"Do I love her?"
"But I'm supposed to love Star... the optimistic, pretty, alien girl not the dark, half demon, girl from...were was she from again... I hardly now anything about her... Starfire said Raven was from Azar...no...Arat...no...Azarath...that sounds right. It fits right into the chant she always says. Any way... we have absolutely nothing in common..."
Robin thought, his thoughts getting angrier and angrier, mostly yelling at himself for even thinking of loving Raven. He felt ashamed.
"It's always been pretty girl and leader boy and always will be! Don't complicate things by doing this. You don't love Raven. She's just a friend who isn't here right now, not a maniac running across town killing everyone in site. So stop thinking about this matter and get some sleep!"
Robin obeyed his little-soldier-inside-his-head and turned back on his back. He closed his eyes and waited for sleep to come; unfortunately for the-little-soldier and all the thinking he did his dreams were filed with thoughts of Raven...
Abandoned Ware house
After spending half the night trying to find the weak spot in the machine, Raven only succeeded in making herself even more exhausted then when the stupid machine started draining. Unfortunately, sleeping with your arms hanging from black chains, standing weren't very effective ways to get to sleep. And if she just hung there, not supporting herself with her legs the only thing she would accomplish is sore arms and red wrists. So instead she floated up a bit, put herself in a kneeling position and tried to sleep. But the down size was she would have to keep conscious trough out the night. If she went into a deep sleep she would lose concentration and have a rude awakening. And even if she could sleep, questions were popping in her head, questions that needed to be answered.
"Flare said She wanted my powers...This machine is made to suck powers... when will she start using it at a constant rate to get my powers...when she does I could be in big trouble... and what about the team...do they know where I am...do they even notice I'm missing... but what about that outburst... I never had one so strong since before my training...and all over Robin..."
A few objects exploded at the thought of his name...
"Do I...NO...I'm not supposed to...all the training to keep these emotions inside... I'm not about to throw it down the drain...besides...even if I do...He loves Starfire...not me..."
A few tears slide down her face. A few more things exploded. She sighed and closed her eyes, listening to the breaking glass. It was her own private lullaby. Soon she was asleep.
Estelle: that's the end of chapter 3! Don't forget to r and r