Disclaimer ~ I do not own Teen Titans, just the problems and emotions I've put into this story. ^ ^ v
A/N ~ I know that it's taken a long time, and you're probably looking forward to this, (some of you at least. ^ ^;;) but I'm quite sure that you'll be disappointed at this chapter. It's kind of short, and there's not much here. Oh well. Why not read it anyway?
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Chapter 9 - Flying
Sunshine nearly blinded me when I awoke. The clouds from the storm before hand had cleared away completely, and the sun was high to the east...I can't believe that I slept that long. From yesterday evening to late morning, today. That's so awkward.
There wasn't much wind, so there's not much chance that anymore clouds are going to close in. No more acid rain...but no more water rain, either. The people that were crowding the streets have disappeared. Only a few mothers and their children are here. A couple stray animals, too.
If I could be like the Earth, what would I do? Part of the Earth, here, is so calm and obviously OK with everything, but in another part of the Earth, there could be a hurricane crashing onto a village. And yet another part could become buried with snow, and another scorched by the sun...but...the Earth still keeps control. How does it do it? I try, but...
I closed my eyes a bit longer before I stood up. Straitening out my cape, I lifted my hood over my head and walked back to the tower. Even though they don't care about me, I still can't shurk my duties as a Teen Titan. Being depressed shouldn't affect my work.
Then I remembered: I'd turned off my Titan alarm before I left the tower. They could have been fighting someone, and I wouldn't have known! They can't even track me. I HAVE been shurking my work, but didn't know it...
"Why me?..."
I went from walking, to running. To running, to sprinting. To sprinting, to flying towards the tower with all my being. What if they'd needed me over the past night? What'll they do when they see that I've laid aside my job?
"What if nothing happened, though?" I said to myself, stopping abruptly. "What if it's all in my head? If I go there now and apologize, while they didn't have anything to do, they'll look down upon me even more. They'll know that I'd run off, whereas if I go back to my room through the window, then they won't know."
Taking off my hood, I gazed up into the sky, letting the rays of sun warm my face. If everything could just take a rest and stop. If everything could be as it was under that beautiful oak tree...
"I have nothing to worry about. Either I choose to keep wandering around, or choose to go back through my window."
If I just keep telling myself that, everything should be fine...No. What am I doing? I keep running away from my problem...Why can't I just act more mature? Why does everyone seem to be growing and I seem to be staying at the same, moronic level that I've always been at?...Because that's the way it is.
Then I suddenly had this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. It pulled in all directions, spinning, turning. My guilty conscience has just turned into a guilty stomach pain...
"It's my fault...Everything's my fault." I then remembered my promise. "I'll go back...I have to go back."
I felt so much like crying just then. I really wanted to...but I couldn't. Either the intense sadness of my being is keeping me from it, or my subconsious is trying to resist for the good of the city...; With every teardrop that falls, comes disasters from the heavens. With every scream that calls from my mouth, thousands more come from those who have run from another disaster of some kind. In turn: no emotion equals no pain.
As I floated slowly to my doom, I felt myself drifting gradually lower to the ground.
"What?"
As my feet touched the ground, I started to hop back up in the air, hoping to catch enough wind to make me fly. My efforts were in vain, for I knew exactly why I had been brought to the ground; without meditation, my center is off; I cannot focus. Without this center and focus, my powers are useless...I am useless.
I can just see it all now; I walk into the tower. They ask how I came through the front door. I say that I snuck out. They start getting mad. I start getting mad for one reason or another. I try to go to my room. Someone stops me. I try to hit them with some object, or a couple, but with my center off I fail and make a fool of myself. They all either laugh, or take away my Titan membership. I walk the lonely streets of the city, being pointed and laughed at because of either my looks, or my status from being a Titan, to a homeless freak...
My decision cannot change, though. By making that promise, I'm tied to the tower, and the Titans.
Taking deep breaths, and walking in a rhythm, I tried to balance and center myself enough to float. After falling down a couple of times, I just sighed and brushed myself off. At least no one was watching me, right? That would have been more embarassing to have someone see you jumping up in the air, and landing on your back than...well, coming to the Titans Tower with no powers.
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A/N ~ That's it...^ ^;; Nothing else that I could think of. Besides, I didn't want to keep you guys waiting. If I had wanted to make it any longer, it would have taken a WEEK. Anyway, thanks for reading! If you want to review, go ahead and click that BEAUTIFUL little button down there. ^.^6 Whatever. I'll try to write, but I'll probably have another horrible writer's block, so suggestions might be helpful....
A/N ~ I know that it's taken a long time, and you're probably looking forward to this, (some of you at least. ^ ^;;) but I'm quite sure that you'll be disappointed at this chapter. It's kind of short, and there's not much here. Oh well. Why not read it anyway?
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Chapter 9 - Flying
Sunshine nearly blinded me when I awoke. The clouds from the storm before hand had cleared away completely, and the sun was high to the east...I can't believe that I slept that long. From yesterday evening to late morning, today. That's so awkward.
There wasn't much wind, so there's not much chance that anymore clouds are going to close in. No more acid rain...but no more water rain, either. The people that were crowding the streets have disappeared. Only a few mothers and their children are here. A couple stray animals, too.
If I could be like the Earth, what would I do? Part of the Earth, here, is so calm and obviously OK with everything, but in another part of the Earth, there could be a hurricane crashing onto a village. And yet another part could become buried with snow, and another scorched by the sun...but...the Earth still keeps control. How does it do it? I try, but...
I closed my eyes a bit longer before I stood up. Straitening out my cape, I lifted my hood over my head and walked back to the tower. Even though they don't care about me, I still can't shurk my duties as a Teen Titan. Being depressed shouldn't affect my work.
Then I remembered: I'd turned off my Titan alarm before I left the tower. They could have been fighting someone, and I wouldn't have known! They can't even track me. I HAVE been shurking my work, but didn't know it...
"Why me?..."
I went from walking, to running. To running, to sprinting. To sprinting, to flying towards the tower with all my being. What if they'd needed me over the past night? What'll they do when they see that I've laid aside my job?
"What if nothing happened, though?" I said to myself, stopping abruptly. "What if it's all in my head? If I go there now and apologize, while they didn't have anything to do, they'll look down upon me even more. They'll know that I'd run off, whereas if I go back to my room through the window, then they won't know."
Taking off my hood, I gazed up into the sky, letting the rays of sun warm my face. If everything could just take a rest and stop. If everything could be as it was under that beautiful oak tree...
"I have nothing to worry about. Either I choose to keep wandering around, or choose to go back through my window."
If I just keep telling myself that, everything should be fine...No. What am I doing? I keep running away from my problem...Why can't I just act more mature? Why does everyone seem to be growing and I seem to be staying at the same, moronic level that I've always been at?...Because that's the way it is.
Then I suddenly had this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. It pulled in all directions, spinning, turning. My guilty conscience has just turned into a guilty stomach pain...
"It's my fault...Everything's my fault." I then remembered my promise. "I'll go back...I have to go back."
I felt so much like crying just then. I really wanted to...but I couldn't. Either the intense sadness of my being is keeping me from it, or my subconsious is trying to resist for the good of the city...; With every teardrop that falls, comes disasters from the heavens. With every scream that calls from my mouth, thousands more come from those who have run from another disaster of some kind. In turn: no emotion equals no pain.
As I floated slowly to my doom, I felt myself drifting gradually lower to the ground.
"What?"
As my feet touched the ground, I started to hop back up in the air, hoping to catch enough wind to make me fly. My efforts were in vain, for I knew exactly why I had been brought to the ground; without meditation, my center is off; I cannot focus. Without this center and focus, my powers are useless...I am useless.
I can just see it all now; I walk into the tower. They ask how I came through the front door. I say that I snuck out. They start getting mad. I start getting mad for one reason or another. I try to go to my room. Someone stops me. I try to hit them with some object, or a couple, but with my center off I fail and make a fool of myself. They all either laugh, or take away my Titan membership. I walk the lonely streets of the city, being pointed and laughed at because of either my looks, or my status from being a Titan, to a homeless freak...
My decision cannot change, though. By making that promise, I'm tied to the tower, and the Titans.
Taking deep breaths, and walking in a rhythm, I tried to balance and center myself enough to float. After falling down a couple of times, I just sighed and brushed myself off. At least no one was watching me, right? That would have been more embarassing to have someone see you jumping up in the air, and landing on your back than...well, coming to the Titans Tower with no powers.
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A/N ~ That's it...^ ^;; Nothing else that I could think of. Besides, I didn't want to keep you guys waiting. If I had wanted to make it any longer, it would have taken a WEEK. Anyway, thanks for reading! If you want to review, go ahead and click that BEAUTIFUL little button down there. ^.^6 Whatever. I'll try to write, but I'll probably have another horrible writer's block, so suggestions might be helpful....