Hey guys. Some of you may know me from "Old Friends, New Feelings". For any fans of that story, I am sorry to say I've abandoned it. It got to...well, too expansive and unrealistic for me. So this is my new story, a Raven/OC romance. I usually prefer Raven/Beast Boy, but Breach is a special case...I think he really needs this.
Even without the screams, Breach still wouldn't be able to do it. His gold-rimmed blue eyes stared shakingly down at the weeping child, rivulets of tears carved in the dirt that caked her face. He had no idea where they had gotten this poor girl, and now they were using her to hurt him. Again.
Everyone was try to hurt Breach. For all his life, he had been cast out, tortured, beaten. They had tried to kill him, but the very quality that had instilled such hatred in their hearts was the only thing that saved him.
"Do it, boy."
Breach's sandy voice echoed, hollow with defeat. "You know I cannot."
Tears streamed from his eyes as the little girl's screams rang in his ears. She was cradled in the lap of one of Scion's Dark Prophets, and he was cooing to her softly as her fingers snapped with his "tender care". The brilliant ring of gold that encircled his ice blue eyes suddenly flared, threatening to engulf the eyes as cold as winter sky.
The dark-haired youth sank to his knees, the dark cloak he favored even in the city sliding open to reveal a military-style black uniform underneath, the golden buttons of the jacket shining in the dim lamplight.
"Touch it, Breach." Scion's voice held a gentle, loving tone. It was a lie, and Breach knew it.
"You have never known love, Scion...and you have never been gentle." A muffled squeak erupted from his throat as a heavily-armored glove knocked him sprawling. What could be seen of Scion's eyes behind his mask burned with a cold fury as he seized Breach's collar, lifting the frail boy into the air.
"TOUCH IT!"
Absorbed in pressing the specific button presses it took to make his tiny robot pound Starfire's tiny robot into a twitching mass of smashed electronics, Beast Boy missed the blaring alarm that echoed off the halls of the Titans Tower. He had been suprised when Starfire agreed to play Robot Smashfest with him, and his level of suprise had shot off the charts when she had managed to win the first match.
"All that time with Robin been paying off, eh?" He had teased, smiling at the blush that graced the alien's cheeks. BB may have seemed goofy and thickheaded, but he was a lot sharper than he seemed. And it served him quite well, as his robot smashed Starfire's into the wall.
She had given a tiny squeak of dismay as her robot's life meter had spluttered and died, moments before breaking into a fit of characteristic giggles, commenting on how wonderful the game was.
But that was behind them, and the two teen superheros were all buisiness as they tore down the halls, the ominous screech of the alarm ringing in their ears. Raven, the darkly beautiful telekinetic of the team, bled through the wall in a cloud of dark energy moments after BB and the exuberant alien girl had halted in the common room. Robin was hinched over the control panel, reading and muttering to himself about children and gangs.
Raven was sure she caught the occasional curse.
Within seconds, Robin's steely gaze had turned to the team, the picture of a pretty little girl with golden curls sprang to life on the viewscreen behind him; Robin guestured to it occasionally as he spoke.
"We've tracked Emily's kidnappers to an abandoned warehouse."
Cyborg rolled his eyes. Why couldn't they find some original bad guys?
"They appear to be a gang called The Dark Prophets, led by a man called Scion. He is a low level matter manipulator, he shouldn't be too much of a problem. But watch our for his Prophets, they can be tricky. Got it?"
At the collective nod, Robin's voice sounded in the Titan's form of a battle cry.
"Titans, go!"
Breach drew his legs closer to his chest in an attempt to ward off the horrifying screams. He couldn't touch the glowing idol, and Scion knew it.
So why was he doing this!?
A/N: Raargage. Soooo short...well, whatever. Review me!
Even without the screams, Breach still wouldn't be able to do it. His gold-rimmed blue eyes stared shakingly down at the weeping child, rivulets of tears carved in the dirt that caked her face. He had no idea where they had gotten this poor girl, and now they were using her to hurt him. Again.
Everyone was try to hurt Breach. For all his life, he had been cast out, tortured, beaten. They had tried to kill him, but the very quality that had instilled such hatred in their hearts was the only thing that saved him.
"Do it, boy."
Breach's sandy voice echoed, hollow with defeat. "You know I cannot."
Tears streamed from his eyes as the little girl's screams rang in his ears. She was cradled in the lap of one of Scion's Dark Prophets, and he was cooing to her softly as her fingers snapped with his "tender care". The brilliant ring of gold that encircled his ice blue eyes suddenly flared, threatening to engulf the eyes as cold as winter sky.
The dark-haired youth sank to his knees, the dark cloak he favored even in the city sliding open to reveal a military-style black uniform underneath, the golden buttons of the jacket shining in the dim lamplight.
"Touch it, Breach." Scion's voice held a gentle, loving tone. It was a lie, and Breach knew it.
"You have never known love, Scion...and you have never been gentle." A muffled squeak erupted from his throat as a heavily-armored glove knocked him sprawling. What could be seen of Scion's eyes behind his mask burned with a cold fury as he seized Breach's collar, lifting the frail boy into the air.
"TOUCH IT!"
Absorbed in pressing the specific button presses it took to make his tiny robot pound Starfire's tiny robot into a twitching mass of smashed electronics, Beast Boy missed the blaring alarm that echoed off the halls of the Titans Tower. He had been suprised when Starfire agreed to play Robot Smashfest with him, and his level of suprise had shot off the charts when she had managed to win the first match.
"All that time with Robin been paying off, eh?" He had teased, smiling at the blush that graced the alien's cheeks. BB may have seemed goofy and thickheaded, but he was a lot sharper than he seemed. And it served him quite well, as his robot smashed Starfire's into the wall.
She had given a tiny squeak of dismay as her robot's life meter had spluttered and died, moments before breaking into a fit of characteristic giggles, commenting on how wonderful the game was.
But that was behind them, and the two teen superheros were all buisiness as they tore down the halls, the ominous screech of the alarm ringing in their ears. Raven, the darkly beautiful telekinetic of the team, bled through the wall in a cloud of dark energy moments after BB and the exuberant alien girl had halted in the common room. Robin was hinched over the control panel, reading and muttering to himself about children and gangs.
Raven was sure she caught the occasional curse.
Within seconds, Robin's steely gaze had turned to the team, the picture of a pretty little girl with golden curls sprang to life on the viewscreen behind him; Robin guestured to it occasionally as he spoke.
"We've tracked Emily's kidnappers to an abandoned warehouse."
Cyborg rolled his eyes. Why couldn't they find some original bad guys?
"They appear to be a gang called The Dark Prophets, led by a man called Scion. He is a low level matter manipulator, he shouldn't be too much of a problem. But watch our for his Prophets, they can be tricky. Got it?"
At the collective nod, Robin's voice sounded in the Titan's form of a battle cry.
"Titans, go!"
Breach drew his legs closer to his chest in an attempt to ward off the horrifying screams. He couldn't touch the glowing idol, and Scion knew it.
So why was he doing this!?
A/N: Raargage. Soooo short...well, whatever. Review me!