fan fiction
Teen Titans
- Lone Cyborg
The sun was soft in the dusk sky. The birds still chirped, and if one listened long enough, one would hear them fade. The grasshoppers came out and played their own song, and the fireflies danced to the new melody. A breeze picked up from the calm mountains to the north and blew the grass forward then backward. Time snailed along.
The city lights in the background of the scene mimicked its starry brothers in the sky. One by one, the lights lit up; two by two, the stars showed their solemn faces. The trees whispered their own love to one another, and the critters of the forest giggled with delight. Calm ocean water created a serene feeling, completing the setting in such a way that the perfection of heaven was jealous.
The air tingled with an eerie sense of affection all around Jim. To his left, he could see the connection being made between his friends. To his right, no different. Jim felt the love that he longed for all around him. He hated how good he was at feeling what others felt. It was his dark gift.
"But where was Raven?" he thought to himself. Jim answered his own question aloud: "Beatin' around with her mind, probably."
"What was that, Cyborg?" Asked an inquisitive young girl.
Terra was the girl's name. The sixth addition to the Teen Titans, she stood at a modest five and a half feet. Her arms and legs were lengthy, strange to the rest of her body. Her hair ran down to the small of her back, blonde with red highlights. Her eyes were naturally wide like an easterner, but was otherwise western in both terms of appearance and dress. Her small breasts were covered well by a black, long-sleeved top that didn't feel the need to cover her naval. Her torn jeans were unzipped and unbelted (both belts), but still firmly onto her round hips. Her boots were knee-high, black like the rest of her outfit. Her nose twitched whenever she asked a question, Jim noticed.
"I said Raven's probably meditating." Jim lied a bit, but he didn't want to break her mood.
"Probably. I don't know how she does it. Her power is really awesome, though. If that is what it takes, I'm glad she sacrifices time like this for the Titans."
"'More terrible than anything. Not a lot can stand up to her these days. The villains are thinning because of her power..." Jim trailed off a bit. He tried to catch himself at the last moment, but Terra had already noticed.
"Hmmm... You seem to be thinking too much." A look of concerned crossed her face, but only for a moment. She quickly reassured herself by adding, "Thinking isn't good for you."
Jim decided to ignore that. He took his hands off of the rail and decided to go inside. But before he did, he made a quick glance at the rest of the deck. Robin and Starfire stood on the far side of the deck, Starfire's hips slowly bobbing left and right as she drew closer to robin. Starfire's modest distance reassured Jim's mind that the woman wasn't an imposter. Ever so lightly, he chuckled to himself, making sure not to grab Terra's attention. He decided then not to disturb the two.
Another quick glance to the other side revealed beastboy resting on the ground in dog form, sleeping soundly and noisily. Again for the same reasons, Jim the Cyborg chuckled to himself.
Jim nodded to Terra as he walked slowly to the roof door. He clenched the knob, and while doing so he told himself that he'd be all right. He opened the door and closed it firmly behind him.
The lights were not on inside, and it was painfully black. Jim sunk to the floor against the door and rubbed his large black hands against his bald head. He was, in the lightest of words, depressed. He slowly got up after recovering and resituated himself as he climbed down the stairs into darkness. The light was at the bottom. He hated that. The creaking of the stairs reiterated to him his sorrow. "I'm gonna be ok..." he thought to himself.
Finally reaching the foot of the stairs he hastily flipped the switch... but...
The light burned out.
Cyborg let out a rage. He punched the wall, and it caved like a flimsy piece of cardboard. He pounded his feet against the floor and shook the level he stood on. He let out a yell that echoed all the way to the hall on the other side and threw his words back into his face. He was a man in pain. He sat in the darkness, waiting for a response from the tower or at least his friends; none came.
He cried. He loved every moment of it, all of it just washing the floor. He was sad but relieved and his tears dried quickly. He felt his cheek get wet, then his leg. He looked up with an arm to his nose; he was not alone.
There in front of him stood Raven in all of her terror. Her newly grown tentacles wisped out of her cloak; she emitted a pure darkness, one that dwarfed the already unlit room. Her hood shadowed her face, and only her crimson eyes could be seen. Her body was as hidden as her face, and to Jim, she looked like a blob of darkness. As always, Jim temporarily had an expression of fear. It quickly changed to vulnerability. He was at a loss for words, but he didn't need to say anything. "Come with me, Cyborg." Said Raven. Jim didn't really have a choice. "We'll replace the light bulb later..." She added as an attempt to break Jim's bad mood. It didn't work, but coming from Raven, Jim thought kindly of it.
Raven led Jim to his own room. She paused as they entered and transformed into human form. The entire process astounds Jim every time. The tentacles disappeared seemingly without a trace. The darkness left her, and her body came into being. She was naked after her transformation, but she used her powers to create an opaque black substance to cover up anything suggestive. Her body had become perfect over the course of the last 4 years, ever since the Titans built the Tower and became crime fighters. Her plump chest was more than generous and made Jim blush a little on the inside. She stood at five foot five. Her black and blue hair was now down to her knees, perfectly straight. Her arms and legs were strong, but feminine, and her skin was pale. She held her arms like a cross to cover herself up. After murmuring a few incantations, she was fully clothed in her usual outfit. It contained a black cloak with a black hood, a tight dark blue top and elven boots. Her gloves fit her hands and outfit so perfectly, Jim at first had to look twice to realize they were gloves at all. Raven, in all of her beauty and power, was the new leader of the Teen Titans.
--- end chapter 1
Teen Titans
- Lone Cyborg
The sun was soft in the dusk sky. The birds still chirped, and if one listened long enough, one would hear them fade. The grasshoppers came out and played their own song, and the fireflies danced to the new melody. A breeze picked up from the calm mountains to the north and blew the grass forward then backward. Time snailed along.
The city lights in the background of the scene mimicked its starry brothers in the sky. One by one, the lights lit up; two by two, the stars showed their solemn faces. The trees whispered their own love to one another, and the critters of the forest giggled with delight. Calm ocean water created a serene feeling, completing the setting in such a way that the perfection of heaven was jealous.
The air tingled with an eerie sense of affection all around Jim. To his left, he could see the connection being made between his friends. To his right, no different. Jim felt the love that he longed for all around him. He hated how good he was at feeling what others felt. It was his dark gift.
"But where was Raven?" he thought to himself. Jim answered his own question aloud: "Beatin' around with her mind, probably."
"What was that, Cyborg?" Asked an inquisitive young girl.
Terra was the girl's name. The sixth addition to the Teen Titans, she stood at a modest five and a half feet. Her arms and legs were lengthy, strange to the rest of her body. Her hair ran down to the small of her back, blonde with red highlights. Her eyes were naturally wide like an easterner, but was otherwise western in both terms of appearance and dress. Her small breasts were covered well by a black, long-sleeved top that didn't feel the need to cover her naval. Her torn jeans were unzipped and unbelted (both belts), but still firmly onto her round hips. Her boots were knee-high, black like the rest of her outfit. Her nose twitched whenever she asked a question, Jim noticed.
"I said Raven's probably meditating." Jim lied a bit, but he didn't want to break her mood.
"Probably. I don't know how she does it. Her power is really awesome, though. If that is what it takes, I'm glad she sacrifices time like this for the Titans."
"'More terrible than anything. Not a lot can stand up to her these days. The villains are thinning because of her power..." Jim trailed off a bit. He tried to catch himself at the last moment, but Terra had already noticed.
"Hmmm... You seem to be thinking too much." A look of concerned crossed her face, but only for a moment. She quickly reassured herself by adding, "Thinking isn't good for you."
Jim decided to ignore that. He took his hands off of the rail and decided to go inside. But before he did, he made a quick glance at the rest of the deck. Robin and Starfire stood on the far side of the deck, Starfire's hips slowly bobbing left and right as she drew closer to robin. Starfire's modest distance reassured Jim's mind that the woman wasn't an imposter. Ever so lightly, he chuckled to himself, making sure not to grab Terra's attention. He decided then not to disturb the two.
Another quick glance to the other side revealed beastboy resting on the ground in dog form, sleeping soundly and noisily. Again for the same reasons, Jim the Cyborg chuckled to himself.
Jim nodded to Terra as he walked slowly to the roof door. He clenched the knob, and while doing so he told himself that he'd be all right. He opened the door and closed it firmly behind him.
The lights were not on inside, and it was painfully black. Jim sunk to the floor against the door and rubbed his large black hands against his bald head. He was, in the lightest of words, depressed. He slowly got up after recovering and resituated himself as he climbed down the stairs into darkness. The light was at the bottom. He hated that. The creaking of the stairs reiterated to him his sorrow. "I'm gonna be ok..." he thought to himself.
Finally reaching the foot of the stairs he hastily flipped the switch... but...
The light burned out.
Cyborg let out a rage. He punched the wall, and it caved like a flimsy piece of cardboard. He pounded his feet against the floor and shook the level he stood on. He let out a yell that echoed all the way to the hall on the other side and threw his words back into his face. He was a man in pain. He sat in the darkness, waiting for a response from the tower or at least his friends; none came.
He cried. He loved every moment of it, all of it just washing the floor. He was sad but relieved and his tears dried quickly. He felt his cheek get wet, then his leg. He looked up with an arm to his nose; he was not alone.
There in front of him stood Raven in all of her terror. Her newly grown tentacles wisped out of her cloak; she emitted a pure darkness, one that dwarfed the already unlit room. Her hood shadowed her face, and only her crimson eyes could be seen. Her body was as hidden as her face, and to Jim, she looked like a blob of darkness. As always, Jim temporarily had an expression of fear. It quickly changed to vulnerability. He was at a loss for words, but he didn't need to say anything. "Come with me, Cyborg." Said Raven. Jim didn't really have a choice. "We'll replace the light bulb later..." She added as an attempt to break Jim's bad mood. It didn't work, but coming from Raven, Jim thought kindly of it.
Raven led Jim to his own room. She paused as they entered and transformed into human form. The entire process astounds Jim every time. The tentacles disappeared seemingly without a trace. The darkness left her, and her body came into being. She was naked after her transformation, but she used her powers to create an opaque black substance to cover up anything suggestive. Her body had become perfect over the course of the last 4 years, ever since the Titans built the Tower and became crime fighters. Her plump chest was more than generous and made Jim blush a little on the inside. She stood at five foot five. Her black and blue hair was now down to her knees, perfectly straight. Her arms and legs were strong, but feminine, and her skin was pale. She held her arms like a cross to cover herself up. After murmuring a few incantations, she was fully clothed in her usual outfit. It contained a black cloak with a black hood, a tight dark blue top and elven boots. Her gloves fit her hands and outfit so perfectly, Jim at first had to look twice to realize they were gloves at all. Raven, in all of her beauty and power, was the new leader of the Teen Titans.
--- end chapter 1