Teen Titans

You think I own the Teen Titans? You're crazy! I wouldn't have to put it on if I was the owner of something so cool!

In other words, please don't sue me, I own nothing.

Actually, in this chapter and following chapters, I own my characters.

Not anybody else's, though.

Chapter 14:

Final Chapter

In my life, I had never been so cold. I didn't remember what exactly happened that had brought me to such a white and desolate place and for the life of me I couldn't think why I wouldn't be wearing boots or at least a coat in such cold. But my memories were quickly leaving. I just had a vague feeling like something important was supposed to happen. Or maybe it had happened. I almost remembered for a moment what my father had told me to do if I ever got caught in a snow storm, but that left almost as quickly as it had entered.

"But we'll die alone." I muttered, not knowing why. It seemed as though my body was controlling itself as I walked into the storm that seemed to be approaching anyway. "If only he had…." But I couldn't remember who or what I was talking about as I stopped and leaned against a pillar of ice. It was cold and I was so tired. Sleep. Maybe sleep. Maybe what? I didn't know. It took too much thought to remember.

I was hearing voices. Of course, I was always hearing voices. They were calling out to me. Why? Maybe I was already dead? But they seemed to be having a hard time calling over the snow. But if they were my voices, why would I hear them from the outside? How odd… Again I was drifting. This time it felt like I was moving almost. And there was something warm against my skin. A polar bear? Oh well… it didn't matter.

"We should put her in the garden." A voice. It was a boy's voice, kind and worried. Why did he need to worry? Poor child. Again I had the sensation of moving. Drifting, floating, then resting on soft ground. Soft, warm ground. Was I already dead? What a nice place to be buried. I would forever feel the plants brushing me, calling me, also worried. How kind. How wonderful. How nice.

"Please friend, awaken!" The girl. She was always kind to me. No matter how mean I was to her, she spoke gently and was hurt by my words often. I had never apologized for all the cruel things I said to her. No. Let me rest. I need sleep. I can't recall. Who are you?

"Is she….?" Another boy. This was the funny one. He was a nice color and reminded me of a piece of broccoli. Who was he talking about?

"Dead?" And the last boy, with a metallic ring to his voice. He made good food. What nice people I had for my friends. Would they often visit my grave? I'd never be lonely again.

"I can't contact her soul. I don't know if she's stopping me or…" She wasn't as kind as the other girl, but she was. As different as night and day, they understood different parts of my soul. She would make such a interesting person when she grew to adulthood. I was losing it again. I couldn't hear them anymore. It was quiet. No! I didn't want it to be quiet! I wanted to hear more! What would they say, what would they do? Would they leave me alone? Stop. Sleep. Calm. Rest. But don't! Can't! Awaken!

"She's moving!" Everyone shouted at once in Raven's ear. She nearly toppled over the body that was mine, moving slightly.

"I know that." She said, glaring at them. "If you'll shut up, I'll try and help more."

"Freaks." I forced my mouth to move as my eyes were opened slits. They looked worried again. I found my mouth smirking and I slept. I stayed close to the top. Never go as deep as before. Never try again. Never. Never.

Three Weeks Later

"I told you I don't eat vegetables! Why do you insist on putting them in my food!" I grabbed Cyborg by the nose and started shaking his head, "If you must put them in, cook them first so they don't scream when I eat them!"

"But didn't you say that they're okay with it?" Beast Boy said, eating his own vegetables and reading Please Save My Earth.

"I knew that a little knowledge was a dangerous thing." I took the time to snatch the manga that I had lent Beast Boy back from him. "Yes, they are okay with it and accept their fate, but the point is, it still hurts them. Like when people get tattoos. It hurts, but they're still okay with it."

"A tattoo?" Starfire asked, showing the temporary tattoo that she had gotten out of a quarter machine. I felt my head begin to hurt.

"I am so going outside, people." I said as I flung the door open and walked right into Robin. "Sorry, man. By the way, I get to go home with you tonight, right?"

"Right." Robin agreed, then noticed the suspicious looks that everyone had. "I'm not going to kill her. Really."

"That's not what they're worried about!" I said in a sing-song voice as I skipped down the hall. "They're worried that you might try something…dramatic pause… improper!"

"No! Really! She wants to meet…Aaaagh!" I grinned as I heard him try to explain. I was happy. Life had gotten a lot better since that one day. Raven had helped more, saying that I needed a lot more organization in my head and everyone had become more understanding. In fact, Robin had even agreed to let me meet Batman! Life was good. For the time being.

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