Maintenance
Chapter 2: Desire
Cyborg began to weld the parts back together and rewire his system, however he could only repair so much, and his systems were only 68% nominal. He could not get back to one hundred percent unless he went back to teen tower.
"No, I will not go back there, after what happened I can never face them again," said Cyborg. He hooked the piping into his arm and set up an techotic oil transplant. The whole process was tiring out Cyborg, however he was restless and could not sleep.
But soon he drifted off and replayed the events that occured three weeks ago........
Flashback
Cyborg in Darkton
This part of downtown was full of gothic attitudes and filled with people that wore alot of black and talked about dark poetry while sipping on tea. The overall area was depressing, but not what Cyborg defined as a sad depression, but rather a friendly, alluring kind of depression.
"Wow this is a paradise for Raven," he whistled has he walked into a herbal flower shop. "I can't imagine a guy like me going to this side of town."
A young gothic girl wearing a black tanktop, short skirt and grey stockings, grazed over the metallic body then entered the shop. She got up from her book about throwing knives, and proceeded to approach the customer.
"Can I assist you?" she asked in a cold dark voice.
"Yeah, I'm looking for some flowers that can impress a lady with." he responded.
"I doubt this is the place to look for when impressing a girl," she said while folding her arms, "Normally these flowers would impress someone with a dark soul and personality, but really these flowers can break up normal relationships and inspire hate within the region of soul and love."
"Yeah well you see I know a girl like that, which is why I went here to pick a gift for her." he smiled while clasping the back of his head.
"Well, your a brave one," she responded with a slight smile, "Why don't you look around and pick out some flowers or herbs you like.
"Thanks" cheerfully spoke Cyborg, and he immediately went to the aisle of flowers.
The flowers resided in a very darkly lit place, it produced dark blue light, and made the flowers seem ominous. Cyborg continued looking over the variety and came into a flower that seemed to draw him into the darkness.
"Whoa"excitedly whispered Cyborg, "These should do, pardon me miss I believe I'll take half a dozen of these." He motioned the girl over to arrange for the flowers to be cut and wrapped.
"Hmm, the black roses, you really must be desperatly in desire for this particular girl," said the girl as she glanced over to Cyborg.
She proceeded to wrap the flowers and put them into a container with symbols on the side.
"That will be one-hundred seventy-eight dollars total with tax," said the girl has she held out her hand.
"WHOA one-hundred seventy-eight dollars, thats alot for a half dozen black roses,"
"Yeah well, money is the filth that perputuates greed, sin, and desire, and we like that because we are just merely creatures without a moral purpose." replied the girl in a teasing manner.
"Awww, what the heck, it took me a month of fixing cars on the streets to earn it, but it will be worth it." said Cyborg as he assured himself.
He thanked the girl while handing her the money, recieved his change and walked out. As he walked through the streets of Darkton the flowers evoked a strange pulse towards the younger teens in the area. The girls looked at him with seemingly shocked and awed faces. The guys replied by commenting silently to each other and went beyond the boundaries of their dark attitude to shout out a "good luck" or whistle at Cyborg. He felt proud that day, and has he made his way on the bus, success and a unbreakable, happy sprit kept him smiling back to the tower.
As he got to the tower, he popped a few breathmints in his mouth, freshened himself outside and proceeded to Raven's room.
However has he arrived to the spot, he paused as his intense hearing sensors and sight saw Beastboy walk to her door. In his left hand were the very same roses that Cyborg as bought as well. Cyborg used his heightened hearing ablities to listen in on the conversation.
"So, Raven I have something to tell you," cheerfully shouted Beastboy has he handed the flowers over.
"What is it," said Raven darkly. At first she seemed like her normal self, but after seeing the roses, she immediatly broke her cold appearance and instantly hugged and smiled at Beastboy. This was not a everyday normal site that Cyborg and Beastboy expierenced, and possibly one of the first times that she smiled.
Cyborg gasped as he dropped his roses to the floor, a black patch of ground started to form near the roses contact with the floor.
"Come into my room so we can talk," invitingly exclaimed Raven, and Beastboy walked inside the room.
Cyborg heard the discussion and even witnessed Raven's dark aura surround Beastboy and herself, possibly a sign of intimacy.
"I gotta..... I don't..... what is happening...... it's too fast....... it can't be...............," a puzzled but saddened look grazed off Cyborg like a knife hitting flesh.
He would have no option but to leave the tower, there was no reason or explanation, but it hit him hard and spontaniously............
End Flashback
Chapter 2: Desire
Cyborg began to weld the parts back together and rewire his system, however he could only repair so much, and his systems were only 68% nominal. He could not get back to one hundred percent unless he went back to teen tower.
"No, I will not go back there, after what happened I can never face them again," said Cyborg. He hooked the piping into his arm and set up an techotic oil transplant. The whole process was tiring out Cyborg, however he was restless and could not sleep.
But soon he drifted off and replayed the events that occured three weeks ago........
Flashback
Cyborg in Darkton
This part of downtown was full of gothic attitudes and filled with people that wore alot of black and talked about dark poetry while sipping on tea. The overall area was depressing, but not what Cyborg defined as a sad depression, but rather a friendly, alluring kind of depression.
"Wow this is a paradise for Raven," he whistled has he walked into a herbal flower shop. "I can't imagine a guy like me going to this side of town."
A young gothic girl wearing a black tanktop, short skirt and grey stockings, grazed over the metallic body then entered the shop. She got up from her book about throwing knives, and proceeded to approach the customer.
"Can I assist you?" she asked in a cold dark voice.
"Yeah, I'm looking for some flowers that can impress a lady with." he responded.
"I doubt this is the place to look for when impressing a girl," she said while folding her arms, "Normally these flowers would impress someone with a dark soul and personality, but really these flowers can break up normal relationships and inspire hate within the region of soul and love."
"Yeah well you see I know a girl like that, which is why I went here to pick a gift for her." he smiled while clasping the back of his head.
"Well, your a brave one," she responded with a slight smile, "Why don't you look around and pick out some flowers or herbs you like.
"Thanks" cheerfully spoke Cyborg, and he immediately went to the aisle of flowers.
The flowers resided in a very darkly lit place, it produced dark blue light, and made the flowers seem ominous. Cyborg continued looking over the variety and came into a flower that seemed to draw him into the darkness.
"Whoa"excitedly whispered Cyborg, "These should do, pardon me miss I believe I'll take half a dozen of these." He motioned the girl over to arrange for the flowers to be cut and wrapped.
"Hmm, the black roses, you really must be desperatly in desire for this particular girl," said the girl as she glanced over to Cyborg.
She proceeded to wrap the flowers and put them into a container with symbols on the side.
"That will be one-hundred seventy-eight dollars total with tax," said the girl has she held out her hand.
"WHOA one-hundred seventy-eight dollars, thats alot for a half dozen black roses,"
"Yeah well, money is the filth that perputuates greed, sin, and desire, and we like that because we are just merely creatures without a moral purpose." replied the girl in a teasing manner.
"Awww, what the heck, it took me a month of fixing cars on the streets to earn it, but it will be worth it." said Cyborg as he assured himself.
He thanked the girl while handing her the money, recieved his change and walked out. As he walked through the streets of Darkton the flowers evoked a strange pulse towards the younger teens in the area. The girls looked at him with seemingly shocked and awed faces. The guys replied by commenting silently to each other and went beyond the boundaries of their dark attitude to shout out a "good luck" or whistle at Cyborg. He felt proud that day, and has he made his way on the bus, success and a unbreakable, happy sprit kept him smiling back to the tower.
As he got to the tower, he popped a few breathmints in his mouth, freshened himself outside and proceeded to Raven's room.
However has he arrived to the spot, he paused as his intense hearing sensors and sight saw Beastboy walk to her door. In his left hand were the very same roses that Cyborg as bought as well. Cyborg used his heightened hearing ablities to listen in on the conversation.
"So, Raven I have something to tell you," cheerfully shouted Beastboy has he handed the flowers over.
"What is it," said Raven darkly. At first she seemed like her normal self, but after seeing the roses, she immediatly broke her cold appearance and instantly hugged and smiled at Beastboy. This was not a everyday normal site that Cyborg and Beastboy expierenced, and possibly one of the first times that she smiled.
Cyborg gasped as he dropped his roses to the floor, a black patch of ground started to form near the roses contact with the floor.
"Come into my room so we can talk," invitingly exclaimed Raven, and Beastboy walked inside the room.
Cyborg heard the discussion and even witnessed Raven's dark aura surround Beastboy and herself, possibly a sign of intimacy.
"I gotta..... I don't..... what is happening...... it's too fast....... it can't be...............," a puzzled but saddened look grazed off Cyborg like a knife hitting flesh.
He would have no option but to leave the tower, there was no reason or explanation, but it hit him hard and spontaniously............
End Flashback