Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.
Beastboy and Raven were sent flying. Beastboy smashed against the maze wall. Raven managed to recover and back-flipped into position. Beastboy got up, rubbing the back of his head.
"You shall not succeed!" shouted Raven's anger.
"We will win!" shouted Raven.
"Yeah, what she said!" said Beastboy, standing beside her.
The maze disappeared from around them and the rest of the Ravens appeared. They all jumped on anger and she fell back. Raven staggered slightly. Beastboy glanced at her; this must be hard on her. After all it was all happening inside her head.
The anger rose back up and the other Raven's went flying.
"Can't you join together?" asked Beastboy.
"It takes too long and too much concentration to do with this fight going on in my head!" said Raven, a hand clasped to her head.
"If only I could help you!" said Beastboy.
Raven considered it for a minute, and then placed a hand on Beastboy's head.
"What the..." began Beastboy, but Raven hushed him.
"There is a way, but you'll have to concentrate!" said Raven.
Beastboy nodded and concentrated as hard as he could. Raven slowly began moving her hand away from Beastboy's head, and a green handle was coming with it. When she had pulled her hand fully away, Beastboy looked at her hand. She was clasping a green mirror with an emerald set into it.
"This is your own Mirror. The only way you'll be able to help is place you hand on the stone and say 'withdraw' this will pull your own various sides out of your mirror and you'll be able to help me." Said Raven.
Beastboy took the mirror and placed a hand on the stone. This was possibly the weirdest thing he had ever done and he'd eaten three-week-old pizza just because Cyborg dared him too.
"Withdraw!" said Beastboy loudly.
The mirror glowed and Beastboy after Beastboy climbed out. Each one was a different colour.
"Dude! How many of me are there in my head?" asked Beastboy.
"Every single emotion you feel creates a section in your head and now they're here to help you fight" said Raven.
The line of Beastboys ended and they lined up. Then Raven's emotions lined themselves up along side their matching emotions of Beastboy. There was only one emotion that didn't have partner, Beastboy's anger. The red Beastboy glared up at the red Raven.
"Are you ready?" asked Raven.
"For what?" asked Beastboy.
"I've been gathering my strength, the only way we can beat my anger is if we join with our emotions. Now concentrate harder than ever before on joining yourself!" said Raven, closing her eyes.
Beastboy closed his eyes, but what should he concentrate on. He didn't know what it would be like, so how could he concentrate? He thought back to last time he was here when Raven had first joined with her emotions. He pictured her, standing tall, completely still and white, her clothes were all white.
"Open your eyes," said Raven's voice, but it was different, as if hundreds of voices were talking together.
Beastboy opened his eyes and looked down at himself; he was himself, but a hundred times bigger and completely white, right down to his once green skin. They both turned and looked at the anger. It was time.
Beastboy and Raven were sent flying. Beastboy smashed against the maze wall. Raven managed to recover and back-flipped into position. Beastboy got up, rubbing the back of his head.
"You shall not succeed!" shouted Raven's anger.
"We will win!" shouted Raven.
"Yeah, what she said!" said Beastboy, standing beside her.
The maze disappeared from around them and the rest of the Ravens appeared. They all jumped on anger and she fell back. Raven staggered slightly. Beastboy glanced at her; this must be hard on her. After all it was all happening inside her head.
The anger rose back up and the other Raven's went flying.
"Can't you join together?" asked Beastboy.
"It takes too long and too much concentration to do with this fight going on in my head!" said Raven, a hand clasped to her head.
"If only I could help you!" said Beastboy.
Raven considered it for a minute, and then placed a hand on Beastboy's head.
"What the..." began Beastboy, but Raven hushed him.
"There is a way, but you'll have to concentrate!" said Raven.
Beastboy nodded and concentrated as hard as he could. Raven slowly began moving her hand away from Beastboy's head, and a green handle was coming with it. When she had pulled her hand fully away, Beastboy looked at her hand. She was clasping a green mirror with an emerald set into it.
"This is your own Mirror. The only way you'll be able to help is place you hand on the stone and say 'withdraw' this will pull your own various sides out of your mirror and you'll be able to help me." Said Raven.
Beastboy took the mirror and placed a hand on the stone. This was possibly the weirdest thing he had ever done and he'd eaten three-week-old pizza just because Cyborg dared him too.
"Withdraw!" said Beastboy loudly.
The mirror glowed and Beastboy after Beastboy climbed out. Each one was a different colour.
"Dude! How many of me are there in my head?" asked Beastboy.
"Every single emotion you feel creates a section in your head and now they're here to help you fight" said Raven.
The line of Beastboys ended and they lined up. Then Raven's emotions lined themselves up along side their matching emotions of Beastboy. There was only one emotion that didn't have partner, Beastboy's anger. The red Beastboy glared up at the red Raven.
"Are you ready?" asked Raven.
"For what?" asked Beastboy.
"I've been gathering my strength, the only way we can beat my anger is if we join with our emotions. Now concentrate harder than ever before on joining yourself!" said Raven, closing her eyes.
Beastboy closed his eyes, but what should he concentrate on. He didn't know what it would be like, so how could he concentrate? He thought back to last time he was here when Raven had first joined with her emotions. He pictured her, standing tall, completely still and white, her clothes were all white.
"Open your eyes," said Raven's voice, but it was different, as if hundreds of voices were talking together.
Beastboy opened his eyes and looked down at himself; he was himself, but a hundred times bigger and completely white, right down to his once green skin. They both turned and looked at the anger. It was time.