Taking a slight intermission from my fiction piece to write a
songfic...haven't written one in awhile and I kinda wanted to get one up
before the third season starts up...can't wait till the Raven episode with
that wizard in her book. , The "betrothed" episode seems interesting as
well. Lots of new inspiration for those episodes!
This one is an official Cyborg/Raven pairing. The last songfic wasn't, but this one certainly is. The song used is, "The Lights Went Out in NYC" by the Ataris.
Enjoy!
Kree
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I have to admit that I've met my share of girls before. Way back, when I wasn't Cyborg, when I was Vic Stone, the amazing athlete on his clear-cut way to a future of promising standards, I had girls all over me. There were all kinds of girls, some of them having a nice personality and an astonishing appearance. I could pick any beautiful girl I wanted and have a terrific, long-lasting relationship. I was extremely lucky to have all that I did.
I used to resent having this body, but that was in the beginning, when I lost my popularity and all the friends that I thought were loyal to me. Losing the ability to compete in the orthodox athletic activities killed me as well. I thought to myself that I wish I had died in that accident instead of having this horrible piece of tin making up more than half of my body. Of course, this all changed after I gave up being Vic Stone and accepted my new identity as "Cyborg". Meeting Robin and joining the Teen Titans was almost the best thing that ever happened to me. Meeting Raven was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
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The lights are out in the city tonight
So close your eyes, gaze up at the heavens
And see if you can point me out
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Fifty... sixty... seventy... eighty miles per hour. I've always loved speed. I drove my baby through the empty and devoid highway to race away from the emotions that were clouding my head. The consequences of crashing didn't seem to outweigh the consequences of these overwhelming feelings for the strangest girl I have ever known. So I drove my baby faster and faster down the road in a futile attempt to escape.
If I had still been Vic Stone, I would have never noticed a girl like Raven. Raven was quiet, dark, and quite emotionless, because of her dangerous power. Vic Stone (pardon the third person speaking) was the type of guy who loved partying and girls who were loud, light-hearted, and careless. There were plenty of girls like that who were stunning and hot and would die to hook up with Vic Stone. But me...well, I had a taste of rejection. A taste of loneliness and desperation. And as Cyborg...I gained humility. With that, I saw past everything Raven stood for on the outside. Maybe that's why we became friends so fast.
It's hard to believe that we finished building this car...my baby...only two days ago. After Overload destroyed my baby so that only its computer chip remained, Raven helped me build her back again. It took a daily effort for about a month and she was there with me, every single day, putting up with the grease and the paint and all the labor. The first time I built this car, I put my heart and soul in it. Perhaps this time, the two of us but ourselves into this car.
Maybe that's why I'm driving it now...because Raven put herself into it, sort of how she put herself into me.
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If I could have one wish tonight
I'd wish upon a satellite
To bring me back to you
We spend our whole lives searching for
All the things we think we want
And never really knowing what we have
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A month ago, as Raven and I chased Gizmo, the nerdy little bug-eyed creep who stole my car, in the red convertible we borrowed (yes, we BORROWED) from a couple of punks, Raven levitated myself and the car. As we sat on the curb not too long before this car chase, she explained that when she used her powers to move things, she had to put a little bit of herself in the object (or for my case, the person) she was trying to move. I wish I hadn't of none that. Maybe it would have been easier to cope with all of this...
Yes, she levitated me and put a little of herself in me. Now I can't get her out. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, she's always in my head. Her gorgeous face with strands of her lavender hair falling beside her cheek...the gleam in her violet eyes when she looks at me...her slender body encased in her dark blue cape...yes...she was always there. She was so deep inside me and I could not get her out. We were always good friends, even before the Overload incident, but now, I was in love with her. And now, she was all that I could think about.
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So many paths that we can take
To bring us to our destiny
Gaze up at the heavens
And see if you can point me out
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Ever since we finished the car, we hadn't been seeing each other half as much as we did in the past month. I took her out on a drive as soon as the car had been finished, but other than that, she retreated to her books and her lonely meditations. It's as if she doesn't want us to know that she exists in this house. Even though it's been only two days since we've last had a conversation, it seems like it's been a year since I've last talked to her. I don't know why I think that she's been avoiding me when this is the way she usually lives. She keeps her own company and likes to be alone.
"Damn!" I swear aloud as the smoothie beside me falls into my lap. Instantaneously, the gadgets and gizmos in my baby begin cleaning the mess off my last as my eyes suddenly fall on a photograph on my windshield.
Yep, they were my best friends, the Teen Titans. This photo showed the people who meant the absolute most to me. And there was Raven, perfectly visible, but nevertheless, without a smile. She never smiled in photographs. There were plenty of times where he managed to make her smile, but she would never, ever curl her lips in front of a camera. I wonder if anyone had ever been allowed to capture a moment of her happiness in a single picture.
I know that it was rare a time she could ever smile. Her powers prohibited her from showing much emotion because the objects around her would start levitating in vigorous movements. So in some sense, it was dangerous for her to express the way she felt. She always held an air of monotony with an emotionless expression plastered on her face. I wonder why she deserved such a curse...
More than anything I wanted to make her happy. I wanted to please her, to show her that I was there for her.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
If I could have one wish tonight
I'd wish upon a satellite
To bring me back to you
We spend our whole lives searching for
All the things we think we want
And never really knowing what we have
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I used to watch her meditate up on the roof in the evening, or sometimes, deep in the middle of the night. I hid behind the door, leading to the rooftop, or sometimes I would sneak a little farther in to watch her. I think she knew that I was there, watching her, but she never said anything or shooed me away. But sometimes, as I crept up the stairs and cracked open the door, she wouldn't be meditating; instead, she was just sitting there on the edge, gazing up into the sky.
And that's when I saw her eyes; the only part of her that could be allowed to show emotions. And in her eyes, I saw something that I never noticed before: loneliness. There she sat on the ledge of the roof with a yearning look in her eyes, looking completely lonely.
There are so many things she put into me when she levitated me that day. So many pieces, so many feelings that have rooted deep into my soul. Sometimes, I'm happy that she did put pieces of herself into me. It helps me to understand her a lot more and be a better friend to her when she needs a shoulder to lean on. Other times...well...now...I just wonder why I have to be hopelessly in love with the most extraordinary girl I have ever known.
Does she know that she's extraordinary? It seems like she doesn't...it seems like she thinks she's the most unlikable person on Earth. I wish she knew how amazing she is. I wish she knew how much I care about her, and how much the others care about her as well. I wish she knew how I really felt and yeah, I guess I wish that she would feel the same way about me as I did about her-
I wish for so many things.
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Be careful what you wish for
These stars are fading out.
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I wish I had all of her instead of all these pieces of her she put into me.
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Eh, well this isn't one of my best ones. It's pretty short, too. Well, I just had to get that out of me anyway. I really wanted to write about that episode, "Car Trouble", so now that I have some time in the summer, I figured I'd get it out of the way now.
Hope you enjoyed it anyway.
Kree
This one is an official Cyborg/Raven pairing. The last songfic wasn't, but this one certainly is. The song used is, "The Lights Went Out in NYC" by the Ataris.
Enjoy!
Kree
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I have to admit that I've met my share of girls before. Way back, when I wasn't Cyborg, when I was Vic Stone, the amazing athlete on his clear-cut way to a future of promising standards, I had girls all over me. There were all kinds of girls, some of them having a nice personality and an astonishing appearance. I could pick any beautiful girl I wanted and have a terrific, long-lasting relationship. I was extremely lucky to have all that I did.
I used to resent having this body, but that was in the beginning, when I lost my popularity and all the friends that I thought were loyal to me. Losing the ability to compete in the orthodox athletic activities killed me as well. I thought to myself that I wish I had died in that accident instead of having this horrible piece of tin making up more than half of my body. Of course, this all changed after I gave up being Vic Stone and accepted my new identity as "Cyborg". Meeting Robin and joining the Teen Titans was almost the best thing that ever happened to me. Meeting Raven was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The lights are out in the city tonight
So close your eyes, gaze up at the heavens
And see if you can point me out
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Fifty... sixty... seventy... eighty miles per hour. I've always loved speed. I drove my baby through the empty and devoid highway to race away from the emotions that were clouding my head. The consequences of crashing didn't seem to outweigh the consequences of these overwhelming feelings for the strangest girl I have ever known. So I drove my baby faster and faster down the road in a futile attempt to escape.
If I had still been Vic Stone, I would have never noticed a girl like Raven. Raven was quiet, dark, and quite emotionless, because of her dangerous power. Vic Stone (pardon the third person speaking) was the type of guy who loved partying and girls who were loud, light-hearted, and careless. There were plenty of girls like that who were stunning and hot and would die to hook up with Vic Stone. But me...well, I had a taste of rejection. A taste of loneliness and desperation. And as Cyborg...I gained humility. With that, I saw past everything Raven stood for on the outside. Maybe that's why we became friends so fast.
It's hard to believe that we finished building this car...my baby...only two days ago. After Overload destroyed my baby so that only its computer chip remained, Raven helped me build her back again. It took a daily effort for about a month and she was there with me, every single day, putting up with the grease and the paint and all the labor. The first time I built this car, I put my heart and soul in it. Perhaps this time, the two of us but ourselves into this car.
Maybe that's why I'm driving it now...because Raven put herself into it, sort of how she put herself into me.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
If I could have one wish tonight
I'd wish upon a satellite
To bring me back to you
We spend our whole lives searching for
All the things we think we want
And never really knowing what we have
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
A month ago, as Raven and I chased Gizmo, the nerdy little bug-eyed creep who stole my car, in the red convertible we borrowed (yes, we BORROWED) from a couple of punks, Raven levitated myself and the car. As we sat on the curb not too long before this car chase, she explained that when she used her powers to move things, she had to put a little bit of herself in the object (or for my case, the person) she was trying to move. I wish I hadn't of none that. Maybe it would have been easier to cope with all of this...
Yes, she levitated me and put a little of herself in me. Now I can't get her out. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, she's always in my head. Her gorgeous face with strands of her lavender hair falling beside her cheek...the gleam in her violet eyes when she looks at me...her slender body encased in her dark blue cape...yes...she was always there. She was so deep inside me and I could not get her out. We were always good friends, even before the Overload incident, but now, I was in love with her. And now, she was all that I could think about.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
So many paths that we can take
To bring us to our destiny
Gaze up at the heavens
And see if you can point me out
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Ever since we finished the car, we hadn't been seeing each other half as much as we did in the past month. I took her out on a drive as soon as the car had been finished, but other than that, she retreated to her books and her lonely meditations. It's as if she doesn't want us to know that she exists in this house. Even though it's been only two days since we've last had a conversation, it seems like it's been a year since I've last talked to her. I don't know why I think that she's been avoiding me when this is the way she usually lives. She keeps her own company and likes to be alone.
"Damn!" I swear aloud as the smoothie beside me falls into my lap. Instantaneously, the gadgets and gizmos in my baby begin cleaning the mess off my last as my eyes suddenly fall on a photograph on my windshield.
Yep, they were my best friends, the Teen Titans. This photo showed the people who meant the absolute most to me. And there was Raven, perfectly visible, but nevertheless, without a smile. She never smiled in photographs. There were plenty of times where he managed to make her smile, but she would never, ever curl her lips in front of a camera. I wonder if anyone had ever been allowed to capture a moment of her happiness in a single picture.
I know that it was rare a time she could ever smile. Her powers prohibited her from showing much emotion because the objects around her would start levitating in vigorous movements. So in some sense, it was dangerous for her to express the way she felt. She always held an air of monotony with an emotionless expression plastered on her face. I wonder why she deserved such a curse...
More than anything I wanted to make her happy. I wanted to please her, to show her that I was there for her.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
If I could have one wish tonight
I'd wish upon a satellite
To bring me back to you
We spend our whole lives searching for
All the things we think we want
And never really knowing what we have
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I used to watch her meditate up on the roof in the evening, or sometimes, deep in the middle of the night. I hid behind the door, leading to the rooftop, or sometimes I would sneak a little farther in to watch her. I think she knew that I was there, watching her, but she never said anything or shooed me away. But sometimes, as I crept up the stairs and cracked open the door, she wouldn't be meditating; instead, she was just sitting there on the edge, gazing up into the sky.
And that's when I saw her eyes; the only part of her that could be allowed to show emotions. And in her eyes, I saw something that I never noticed before: loneliness. There she sat on the ledge of the roof with a yearning look in her eyes, looking completely lonely.
There are so many things she put into me when she levitated me that day. So many pieces, so many feelings that have rooted deep into my soul. Sometimes, I'm happy that she did put pieces of herself into me. It helps me to understand her a lot more and be a better friend to her when she needs a shoulder to lean on. Other times...well...now...I just wonder why I have to be hopelessly in love with the most extraordinary girl I have ever known.
Does she know that she's extraordinary? It seems like she doesn't...it seems like she thinks she's the most unlikable person on Earth. I wish she knew how amazing she is. I wish she knew how much I care about her, and how much the others care about her as well. I wish she knew how I really felt and yeah, I guess I wish that she would feel the same way about me as I did about her-
I wish for so many things.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Be careful what you wish for
These stars are fading out.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
I wish I had all of her instead of all these pieces of her she put into me.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
Eh, well this isn't one of my best ones. It's pretty short, too. Well, I just had to get that out of me anyway. I really wanted to write about that episode, "Car Trouble", so now that I have some time in the summer, I figured I'd get it out of the way now.
Hope you enjoyed it anyway.
Kree