Chapter two - a messenger wreathed in fire
"Dude, what's that?" Beastboy asked Robin. 'Do you have to ask?' "Just some rubbish." Robin defied his thoughts of just ignoring Beastboy. "All right, but isn't that all your newspaper cuttings?" Beastboy asked again. 'Go away!' Robin ignored Beastboy's last question and pushed past him. 'All I want to do is erase a part of my life. A part that ended a long time ago. Something that should never even has been a part of me, and everyone wants to know what's going on. Can I do anything without being asked questions every five minutes? ' Robin stopped in front of a pile of papers and dumped his cargo. He was standing a metre or so away from the lake edge. The papers were mixed with other flammable materials. Taking a box of matches from his pocket he struck one, watching the flame dance for seconds, hanging on to those memories for a little longer. "I have to let go..." he whispered, and with that a part of his past went up in flames.
Robin sat with his knees bent up to his chin with arms folded around his legs. Tears streamed down his cheeks freely as he had given up fighting against them. He stared blankly in the direction of the smouldering fire, his vision blurred by his tears. 'Why am I crying? Maybe it's because a part of me was turned to ash in that fire maybe because a part a my soul was with those cuttings... I don't know.' "Robin?" Starfire stood behind the crouched Titan with a look of concern upon her face. 'Oh Star what are you doing here!?' Robin hurriedly brushed the tears from his face, straightening himself out and paused before speaking to try and avoid a lump in his throat. "Hi Star. What is it?" Robin didn't turn to face Starfire because he knew there were streaks down his face where he had been crying. "Beastboy said you didn't seem yourself." Starfire sat next to Robin who still didn't look at her. 'I'll get that shape-shifter, and if Star looks at me and finds out I've been crying, he'll get it ten times worse.' Robin's mouth twisted with disgust but because he had head turned from Starfire she couldn't see his expression. "Robin, are you all right?" Starfire was worried about Robin's silence and the way he seemed to be ignoring her. 'No, I'm not fine but I have to be. I'll be fine Star.' "Yeah, I'm fine." Robin lied. 'I hate lying to you Star. I'm sorry...' "Ok. As long as you're all right, I shall leave you be." Starfire got up and placed a comforting hand on Robin's shoulder. 'I'm sorry' Robin listened to Starfire's footsteps getting fainter as she walked back to the tower. Part of him wanted her to stay another to leave. When he was sure that she was gone he let his emotions flow once more. All the anger, grief and sadness attached to the fire flowed out in the form of unidentified tears.
Around half an hour later Robin gently lifted himself to his feet, testing his stiff legs, walked the short distance to the lakeside and splashed his face to try to remove all traces of him having been crying. He looked at his reflection in the water. "What's happened to you?" he muttered critically. His thoughts answered this for him. 'You're in love...' Robin splashed his face again and walked back to the tower. Ignoring the pile of ash that was the remnants of his newspaper cuttings.
Robin walked along the lengthy entrance hall his footsteps echoing off the high grey ceiling. He stopped and stared up at the ceiling. 'Same colour as my room. The same lack of emotion.' He sighed and carried on walking, listening to his footsteps that were magnified by the gloomy walls. 'I really ought to redecorate. A nice light colour...' These thought's took Robin to his room when he got there he paused. 'Do I really want to go in there? Should I sit by my self or go and see the others?' This dilemma was for him by a shriek coming from the living area where the Titans hung around in their spare time. "Star!" Robin gasped in terror and turned on his heel running to the source of the chaos.
A tall thin, female like figure stood in the centre of the room. She was wreathed in fire. The flames weren't attacking her; they were a pert of her body. They created her waist length hair (if it can be called a her) and extended to the tips of her clawed fingers. Four of which were wrapped around a lip Starfire's neck. The creature's hollow eye sockets were fixed in the direction of a green Tyrannosaurus - Rex. Cyborg was in the corner of the room tending to an unconscious Raven. Robin felt the rage building inside himself. But before he could move the figure turned to look at him, dropping Starfire who was caught by Beastboy who had turned back to his normal form. A smile curled onto the things starved looking face highlighting the hollows in its cheeks. 'I can't move!' Robin realised this with terror as the thing approached. "You are Robin," the figure spoke with a basic voice that showed no change in tone. "I am a messenger. I bring you this..." the figure handed Robin a sphere that he no choice but to take. 'What is this?' "A gift." The messenger answered the unvoiced question. She moved her flame- ridden hand in front of his face robbing him from all air in his lungs and around his mouth. Gasping for non-existent air, he passed out. The way the messenger had flung Starfire aside replaying in his mind.
Please don't kill me! You'll have to read the next chapter to find out what happens. Well enjoy and don't forget to review criticism accepted!
Twinkle - review and i'll love you forever!
"Dude, what's that?" Beastboy asked Robin. 'Do you have to ask?' "Just some rubbish." Robin defied his thoughts of just ignoring Beastboy. "All right, but isn't that all your newspaper cuttings?" Beastboy asked again. 'Go away!' Robin ignored Beastboy's last question and pushed past him. 'All I want to do is erase a part of my life. A part that ended a long time ago. Something that should never even has been a part of me, and everyone wants to know what's going on. Can I do anything without being asked questions every five minutes? ' Robin stopped in front of a pile of papers and dumped his cargo. He was standing a metre or so away from the lake edge. The papers were mixed with other flammable materials. Taking a box of matches from his pocket he struck one, watching the flame dance for seconds, hanging on to those memories for a little longer. "I have to let go..." he whispered, and with that a part of his past went up in flames.
Robin sat with his knees bent up to his chin with arms folded around his legs. Tears streamed down his cheeks freely as he had given up fighting against them. He stared blankly in the direction of the smouldering fire, his vision blurred by his tears. 'Why am I crying? Maybe it's because a part of me was turned to ash in that fire maybe because a part a my soul was with those cuttings... I don't know.' "Robin?" Starfire stood behind the crouched Titan with a look of concern upon her face. 'Oh Star what are you doing here!?' Robin hurriedly brushed the tears from his face, straightening himself out and paused before speaking to try and avoid a lump in his throat. "Hi Star. What is it?" Robin didn't turn to face Starfire because he knew there were streaks down his face where he had been crying. "Beastboy said you didn't seem yourself." Starfire sat next to Robin who still didn't look at her. 'I'll get that shape-shifter, and if Star looks at me and finds out I've been crying, he'll get it ten times worse.' Robin's mouth twisted with disgust but because he had head turned from Starfire she couldn't see his expression. "Robin, are you all right?" Starfire was worried about Robin's silence and the way he seemed to be ignoring her. 'No, I'm not fine but I have to be. I'll be fine Star.' "Yeah, I'm fine." Robin lied. 'I hate lying to you Star. I'm sorry...' "Ok. As long as you're all right, I shall leave you be." Starfire got up and placed a comforting hand on Robin's shoulder. 'I'm sorry' Robin listened to Starfire's footsteps getting fainter as she walked back to the tower. Part of him wanted her to stay another to leave. When he was sure that she was gone he let his emotions flow once more. All the anger, grief and sadness attached to the fire flowed out in the form of unidentified tears.
Around half an hour later Robin gently lifted himself to his feet, testing his stiff legs, walked the short distance to the lakeside and splashed his face to try to remove all traces of him having been crying. He looked at his reflection in the water. "What's happened to you?" he muttered critically. His thoughts answered this for him. 'You're in love...' Robin splashed his face again and walked back to the tower. Ignoring the pile of ash that was the remnants of his newspaper cuttings.
Robin walked along the lengthy entrance hall his footsteps echoing off the high grey ceiling. He stopped and stared up at the ceiling. 'Same colour as my room. The same lack of emotion.' He sighed and carried on walking, listening to his footsteps that were magnified by the gloomy walls. 'I really ought to redecorate. A nice light colour...' These thought's took Robin to his room when he got there he paused. 'Do I really want to go in there? Should I sit by my self or go and see the others?' This dilemma was for him by a shriek coming from the living area where the Titans hung around in their spare time. "Star!" Robin gasped in terror and turned on his heel running to the source of the chaos.
A tall thin, female like figure stood in the centre of the room. She was wreathed in fire. The flames weren't attacking her; they were a pert of her body. They created her waist length hair (if it can be called a her) and extended to the tips of her clawed fingers. Four of which were wrapped around a lip Starfire's neck. The creature's hollow eye sockets were fixed in the direction of a green Tyrannosaurus - Rex. Cyborg was in the corner of the room tending to an unconscious Raven. Robin felt the rage building inside himself. But before he could move the figure turned to look at him, dropping Starfire who was caught by Beastboy who had turned back to his normal form. A smile curled onto the things starved looking face highlighting the hollows in its cheeks. 'I can't move!' Robin realised this with terror as the thing approached. "You are Robin," the figure spoke with a basic voice that showed no change in tone. "I am a messenger. I bring you this..." the figure handed Robin a sphere that he no choice but to take. 'What is this?' "A gift." The messenger answered the unvoiced question. She moved her flame- ridden hand in front of his face robbing him from all air in his lungs and around his mouth. Gasping for non-existent air, he passed out. The way the messenger had flung Starfire aside replaying in his mind.
Please don't kill me! You'll have to read the next chapter to find out what happens. Well enjoy and don't forget to review criticism accepted!
Twinkle - review and i'll love you forever!