Isolation...
I don't own the characters or Teen Titans but I'm having a garage sale so who knows what you might find...I think the holy grail and the lost ark are in the back somewhere...j/k. I kinda got some Ideas from the movie "the Ring"...well you'll see! Oh yeah I don't own the song "Imperfection" by Skillet but as I said before...garage sale! Enjoy!
The dark leader sat there on the dark room as he did almost every day at this hour. Two whole weeks and still there was no trace of the long lost Titan. The harsh reality was SHE was gone, gone forever and he couldn't bring her back.
Starfire remained naively hopeful while Beast Boy and Cyborg walked around as if she had died instead of gone missing. Robin didn't know what to believe, he had to be practical and he knew that would kill any hope he still held that she would be coming home. But a Raven was no homing pigeon and could go wherever it pleased.
It was 3:00 A.M according to gargoyle looking clock that was mantled onto the wall. Dark pits began to grow under the young leader's eyes as each day she was gone the more sleep he lost worrying about her.
He felt the cool fabric of her silk sheets as its illustrious material grazed his finger tips as he embraced the inanimate object wishing it could somehow transform into its former gothic owner. No sooner had he embraced the sheet that his strong muscular hands ripped it to shreds.
How he hated her! It infuriated him as to how she could leave so easily after all they had been through as a team, as friends! He hated that she didn't say goodbye to them, more importantly to him. He hated her for being so secretive even though he himself was guilty of that crime as well but above all he hated her silence and her determination to remain so damned introverted! His eyes glazed over with tears and rage as he began to swing his arms violently and yell like a wild man knocking and breaking everything in his destructive path.
He fell to the ground as he placed his handsome face in his calloused hands trying to hide the fact that he was crying, trying to hide the fact he was weak, trying to hide from the isolation.
He looked up to see a mural on the wall Raven had painted of her and her friends a week or so before she left. He slowly walked over as he began to outline the face of the painted figure,
You're worth so much
It'll never be enough
To see what you have to give
How beautiful you are
Yet seem so far from everything
"Damn You! God! You are so beautiful...yet you never realized it yourself" he punched the face of the painted wall hoping it would change her face, change the fact that her beauty was astounding and then perhaps he wouldn't feel like this.
Her beauty would never be seen again. Photos and forsaken memories were all that was left. He punched the wall again hoping it would ease his mind but it only caused him more pain as he felt the bones of his hand snap. The young leader howled and screamed and cursed her as he did every night.
At first the other Titans worried about the mental state of their leader due to the fact that he never showed any grief in the day light hours, but after dark was a different story. For the past two weeks they had gone to sleep to the chilling sound of him screaming and crying like a mad man.
Tears falling down again
Tears falling down
He looked to the darkest part of the room, the part Raven had blocked off from the rest of the room. His gaze looked up to the black sheet that covered the entire wall, trying to keep some secret hidden at all cost. Why do keep yourself even in your own room? Why do hate yourself when you're absolutely wonderful! Damnit Raven why do hate yourself so Damn much!
You fall to your knees
You beg, you plead
Can I be somebody else
For all the times I hate myself?
Your failures devour your heart
In every hour, you're drowning
In your imperfection
"You're gone and still you try to hide from me? No more of your secrets! No more lies!" he yelled to the darkness as he ripped off the cover revealing the most awesome and horrifying display of artwork he had ever seen.
The whole wall had been covered in a mural depicting what he could guess as her life story. On the left was a demon violating a violet-haired woman as she screamed out in pain as he smiled, the demons eyes gazing into Robin's.
The next was a picture of the same woman, naked and bound in shackles and chains like a slave as the fires of hell covered her body but atop her flowing violet curls laid a crown fit for a queen.
The second the last was a picture of ten black robed figures attempting to throw a child with violet hair and ash colored skin into a fiery pit while the devil himself waited with open arms to catch her.
You mean so much
That heaven would touch
The face of humankind for you
How special you are
Revel in your day
You're fearfully and wonderfully made
You're wonderfully made
The final one was the most haunting image of all. There she was in all her splendor and majesty...The Princess of Hell! She cackled and grinned as she watched humanity burn and crumble as she held the lifeless bodies of himself and the fellow Titans in her hands, their blood coating her hands as she continued laughing at her beautiful destruction and chaos.
Robin's long hair gently tried with all its might to shield his eyes from the horrible sight he was witnessing but still even that couldn't help block what he saw next. It was a picture of a raven trapped inside a cage trying to get out...the picture next to it was smothered with dry blood like the note but he could still see it. The caged raven was covered in its own blood as it lay lifeless in its never ending prison.
Tears falling down again
Come let the healing begin
It was all so clear now...the secrets and the lies, she was only protecting them from her past, from her father and above all... herself. He wanted to pick up the lifeless bird and give it new life, to give it the keys to its freedom and be the one who helped it soar away from this horrible place. Then again it was only a painting wasn't it? At least that was what he tried to convince himself.
He fell backward and landed on the soft water bed as he began taking in the smell he had been so accustomed to that he hardly realized it before but now his senses went into frenzy as he took in her smell like it was oasis in this desert he was now in. He now saw Raven for who she was and not who she portrayed to be. She was an outcast, she was easily broken, she was disturbed, she was suicidal, she was fragile, she was insecure, and she didn't have the best life.
You're worth so much
So easily crushed
Wanna be like everyone else
No one escapes
Every breath we take
Dealing with our own skeletons, skeletons.
He curled up in a fetal position as he laid in the gothic girls room, what Beast Boy referred to as the violet haired girls coffin. The young leader desperately wished that the dead could somehow return, perhaps then he would gain back all those he had lost.
He would be complete with both of his parents and Her but that wasn't the case right now, they had both walked out of his life and would never returned and that thought caused something stir up in the raven haired boy that he hadn't felt in years. He felt the tears well up in his eyes as he began to cry uncontrollably.
Every tear that had been held back came pouring out as years of regret in pain came out as drops and rivers of tears that covered his handsome pain- filled face. He hardly cried that is if he remembered how to. He hated himself just like he hated Raven. He couldn't feel even if he wanted to and that thought sickened him. God he hated himself! God how he loved and hated her!
You fall to your knees
You beg, you plead
Can I be somebody else
For all the times I hate myself?
Your failures devour your heart
In every hour, you're drowning
In your imperfection
He hated her for leaving of course but he found himself furious with her because she could have came to him. He longed to be her shoulder to cry on, her knight in shining armor, her savior, her friend but damn she was just so stubborn!
He hated the fact that she hated and thought so little of herself, she was a living goddess but she thought of herself as a monster and he knew she would never be convinced otherwise.
Won't you believe, yeah
Won't you believe, yeah
All the things I see in you
He felt his heart would jump out of his chest at any moment. His brain was about to explode and his body ached as he prayed for the return of his lost bird. He yelled and screamed hoping wherever she was that she would here him and return home before...before he went insane from wanting to be with her once again.
His howl could be heard from miles away as he cried out for her like she was the cure to this horrible disease and in fact she was. He tossed in turned in her bed but it couldn't be helped. He was locked in this cage without his fellow cell mate; he was alone for the first time in quit awhile, years perhaps.
Raven, she was such so complex and yet so simple! She was an enigma and yet an open book waiting to be read, She was an outcast, she was easily broken, she was disturbed, she was suicidal, she was fragile, she was insecure, and she didn't have the best life. She was exactly like him and he finally realized it.
You're not the only one
You're not the only one
Drowning in imperfection
He yanked his hair as his mind went into turmoil of memories of his past and memories of her. He couldn't take much more of this! He needed her! He wanted her! He hated her! He loved her! In one last desperate attempt he cried out the only thing he could, the one thing that could save his mind and his soul, the cause and the cure for this thing that plagued him.
"RAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNN!"
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