Disclaimer ~ I don't own the Teen Titans or anything that is even remotely related to them in this story. I don't own anything that they touched; anything that they've eaten; not even anything they've walked on. :(
A/N ~ This is probably the longest chapter I've done with this story so far, but it's really not TOO long. I hope that you pay extra attention to the first part of this chapter. ^^ Enjoy! ((This is a note since I revised this. I made thee WORST MISTAKE THAT ANYONE COULD EVER MAKE!!! I counterdicted my title. V.V I'm so stupid. Well, enjoy the slightly revised chapter 7...*finds kicking bag a beats the crap out of it*))
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Chapter 7 - Drowning in Blood
Everything was white. Really...everything. The sky, the ground, my clothes, my skin, the people around me...the people.
All of the Titans stood around me in a large circle. Each of them had a dazed look on their face, standing limply. Actually, they looked relatively normal at first glance, except for the fact that they were all colored the same. Then I realized that each was holding their heart in their left hand. There was no hole that indicated that it was their's, but by the way that each heart beated, I had a horrible feeling that it was.
I said nothing. All I could do was bear the explosive impulses that corsed through my stomach. I'm not sure why I felt so. They looked perfectly fine, but the vibe I got from them felt abnormal.
I could feel my heartbeat quicken, and as it did, the others picked up their pace as well. I have to admit that my nerves were wearing thin, and my fear began to rise. My hands began to shake. My legs grew unstable. And an emotion ran loose; sympathy. I wanted to share their pain, if that's what they could feel now. In truth, I was in a way. I could feel my heart ache on one side, as if the rough of my skin was rubbing against it.
I could suddenly feel it in full. The intense pain of my heart having been torn out. The pain of having an empty void in place of a heart. I fell to my back in agony, pressing where the hole was in my body. There was nothing that I could do to help myself...or the others.
Lack of control over my emotions usually results in things exploding. There was nothing in the area except us. No plants. No water. No lamps. No nothing. There was only us and...the hearts.
"NO!"
One by one, I could feel them being destroyed. I could feel it. Every time one exploded, I could feel an unexplainable pain that tugged at my nonexsistant heart. Each time the blood splattered along the perfectly white floor, the holder fell, dead before he or she hit the ground. It started with Cyborg, then Robin, Starfire, and...Beast Boy. That last one hurt worse. The guilt combined with the sympathy pains, combined with the pain I had at the start should have killed me.
Silent tears ran down my face as the room slowly turned from snow white, to blood red.
"I killed all of you...," I barely whispered. "I, your friend...no...your teammate, killed you..."
It all evanesced at once, then. In the order that I had killed them, each left with a wispy, blue, smoke covering them. I tried as hard as I could to, at least, sit up. I only got as far as getting up on my knees before my fellow Titans were gone. Leaving the room blood stained, but taking their hearts. This was worse then seeing them die: I was with no one. Alone in a blood stained room...
I stood and suddenly felt the blood at my ankles. The room was filling slowly, but fast enough to catch me off guard. I ran, but there was no where to go. Everywhere there was that horrible dark red liquid. As I ran through it, it splashed up to my thighs. I just didn't want to die in the blood of the only people who tolerate me, so I kept running. I tried to levitate to the sky, but my powers were failing me; I kept running.
It was rising faster now. I struggled to swim in it. My arms would not move; my legs were stuck to the floor now. It was like having invisible cement shoes on. I lifted my head as high as possible and breathed in as much fresh air as possible. The blood around me pierced my eyes, blinding me into nothingness. But even with my eyes closed, I could see the red...all of it coming to me. There was nothing left to stand for or on.
Screaming as hard as I could in the water, I knew that all hope was lost for me. All their pain and suffering just caused my own pain and suffering in return. Their spilled blood had eventually drowned me.
I opened and unopened my eyes, trying to believe that this was a dream. This was too real though. I could feel it all; the burning of my eyes, the suffocation of my lungs. I screamed louder than before, even. So loud that it echoed back from something...Something was nearby!
Jerking my body up, I opened my eyes. My face was glazed with sweat from my nightmare. Standing there in front of me was no one other than Beast Boy...
"Raven, I know I'm not supposed to be in your room," stammered Beast Boy. "And I know that we're supposed to hate each other right now...But there was this horrible vibration throughout the tower, and no one else woke up so I thought that I'd check to see if you were OK since no one else could really make the tower shake..."
How thoughtful of him. He came here to quiet me so that everyone could go to sleep.
"I'm fine," I whispered, thinking about what had just happened. "Thank you."
It took a while before his words finally hit me. "...You're in my room." And I'm supposed to hate you, but hey...
"Uh...I said that."
I got out of my bed. "So get out."
Beast Boy frowned, looking unsure about what to do. Hesitantly, he turned and went to the door. He stopped.
"I really don't hate you," Beast Boy said in a calm, deep, voice. "We're only 'supposed' to."
He turned around and looked at me in an almost lethargic manner. His usually happy, funny, eyes were replaced with a sad, whimsical look, that shadowed his handsome teal eyes with grief. But...he was smiling. Beast Boy closed his eyes after a bit, but he was still smiling. And all I could do was stare at him. I stared at him like he was a ghost. Like he'd down something so unimaginable that it was bad.
"Sleep well."
"Yes."
He walked slowly out the door and, without looking behind him, closed my door silently. I stared absentmindedly at it. Well, I wouldn't say that my mind was exactly 'absent' though.
I suddenly had another urge to clean again. As I picked up my cold sheets that had been lying on the floor, I saw something fall on them. A shadow fell over the spot before an almost inaudible sound thumped against the sheets. Small, but so clearly there, a tear had fallen without my noticing. How is still a mystery to me, but why was so very clear.
Holding on to the tears that I still felt, I collapsed into my sheets and tried with all the will in my mind to go to sleep.
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A/N ~ Tell me if this is too violent, please. ^ ^;; I really wanted to make it cool, but it ended up being...this. I always reply to my reviewers if they log in or leave their e-mail. ^.^ Thanks!
A/N ~ This is probably the longest chapter I've done with this story so far, but it's really not TOO long. I hope that you pay extra attention to the first part of this chapter. ^^ Enjoy! ((This is a note since I revised this. I made thee WORST MISTAKE THAT ANYONE COULD EVER MAKE!!! I counterdicted my title. V.V I'm so stupid. Well, enjoy the slightly revised chapter 7...*finds kicking bag a beats the crap out of it*))
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Chapter 7 - Drowning in Blood
Everything was white. Really...everything. The sky, the ground, my clothes, my skin, the people around me...the people.
All of the Titans stood around me in a large circle. Each of them had a dazed look on their face, standing limply. Actually, they looked relatively normal at first glance, except for the fact that they were all colored the same. Then I realized that each was holding their heart in their left hand. There was no hole that indicated that it was their's, but by the way that each heart beated, I had a horrible feeling that it was.
I said nothing. All I could do was bear the explosive impulses that corsed through my stomach. I'm not sure why I felt so. They looked perfectly fine, but the vibe I got from them felt abnormal.
I could feel my heartbeat quicken, and as it did, the others picked up their pace as well. I have to admit that my nerves were wearing thin, and my fear began to rise. My hands began to shake. My legs grew unstable. And an emotion ran loose; sympathy. I wanted to share their pain, if that's what they could feel now. In truth, I was in a way. I could feel my heart ache on one side, as if the rough of my skin was rubbing against it.
I could suddenly feel it in full. The intense pain of my heart having been torn out. The pain of having an empty void in place of a heart. I fell to my back in agony, pressing where the hole was in my body. There was nothing that I could do to help myself...or the others.
Lack of control over my emotions usually results in things exploding. There was nothing in the area except us. No plants. No water. No lamps. No nothing. There was only us and...the hearts.
"NO!"
One by one, I could feel them being destroyed. I could feel it. Every time one exploded, I could feel an unexplainable pain that tugged at my nonexsistant heart. Each time the blood splattered along the perfectly white floor, the holder fell, dead before he or she hit the ground. It started with Cyborg, then Robin, Starfire, and...Beast Boy. That last one hurt worse. The guilt combined with the sympathy pains, combined with the pain I had at the start should have killed me.
Silent tears ran down my face as the room slowly turned from snow white, to blood red.
"I killed all of you...," I barely whispered. "I, your friend...no...your teammate, killed you..."
It all evanesced at once, then. In the order that I had killed them, each left with a wispy, blue, smoke covering them. I tried as hard as I could to, at least, sit up. I only got as far as getting up on my knees before my fellow Titans were gone. Leaving the room blood stained, but taking their hearts. This was worse then seeing them die: I was with no one. Alone in a blood stained room...
I stood and suddenly felt the blood at my ankles. The room was filling slowly, but fast enough to catch me off guard. I ran, but there was no where to go. Everywhere there was that horrible dark red liquid. As I ran through it, it splashed up to my thighs. I just didn't want to die in the blood of the only people who tolerate me, so I kept running. I tried to levitate to the sky, but my powers were failing me; I kept running.
It was rising faster now. I struggled to swim in it. My arms would not move; my legs were stuck to the floor now. It was like having invisible cement shoes on. I lifted my head as high as possible and breathed in as much fresh air as possible. The blood around me pierced my eyes, blinding me into nothingness. But even with my eyes closed, I could see the red...all of it coming to me. There was nothing left to stand for or on.
Screaming as hard as I could in the water, I knew that all hope was lost for me. All their pain and suffering just caused my own pain and suffering in return. Their spilled blood had eventually drowned me.
I opened and unopened my eyes, trying to believe that this was a dream. This was too real though. I could feel it all; the burning of my eyes, the suffocation of my lungs. I screamed louder than before, even. So loud that it echoed back from something...Something was nearby!
Jerking my body up, I opened my eyes. My face was glazed with sweat from my nightmare. Standing there in front of me was no one other than Beast Boy...
"Raven, I know I'm not supposed to be in your room," stammered Beast Boy. "And I know that we're supposed to hate each other right now...But there was this horrible vibration throughout the tower, and no one else woke up so I thought that I'd check to see if you were OK since no one else could really make the tower shake..."
How thoughtful of him. He came here to quiet me so that everyone could go to sleep.
"I'm fine," I whispered, thinking about what had just happened. "Thank you."
It took a while before his words finally hit me. "...You're in my room." And I'm supposed to hate you, but hey...
"Uh...I said that."
I got out of my bed. "So get out."
Beast Boy frowned, looking unsure about what to do. Hesitantly, he turned and went to the door. He stopped.
"I really don't hate you," Beast Boy said in a calm, deep, voice. "We're only 'supposed' to."
He turned around and looked at me in an almost lethargic manner. His usually happy, funny, eyes were replaced with a sad, whimsical look, that shadowed his handsome teal eyes with grief. But...he was smiling. Beast Boy closed his eyes after a bit, but he was still smiling. And all I could do was stare at him. I stared at him like he was a ghost. Like he'd down something so unimaginable that it was bad.
"Sleep well."
"Yes."
He walked slowly out the door and, without looking behind him, closed my door silently. I stared absentmindedly at it. Well, I wouldn't say that my mind was exactly 'absent' though.
I suddenly had another urge to clean again. As I picked up my cold sheets that had been lying on the floor, I saw something fall on them. A shadow fell over the spot before an almost inaudible sound thumped against the sheets. Small, but so clearly there, a tear had fallen without my noticing. How is still a mystery to me, but why was so very clear.
Holding on to the tears that I still felt, I collapsed into my sheets and tried with all the will in my mind to go to sleep.
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A/N ~ Tell me if this is too violent, please. ^ ^;; I really wanted to make it cool, but it ended up being...this. I always reply to my reviewers if they log in or leave their e-mail. ^.^ Thanks!