Chapter 3: Hidden Emotions and Cyborg's Secret
Raven sat quietly eating her breakfast, gnawing bit by bit off her toast. Her orange juice was unusually full, so she gulped it down to about halfway. She was alone in the kitchen, but just to make sure she looked left and right. Assured that she was indeed alone, she divulged in her toast and ate it at an alarming speed that rivaled and even surpassed Terra. She licked her lips and fingers and moaned with satisfaction in an almost too sexual manner. "Make me another, Jim." She said sensually.
Suddenly, Jim appeared in the background of the perspective scene. "Coming right up!" Exclaimed Jim excitedly, as he popped in another piece of bread. He came over to the table at which Raven sat and placed a brand new tub of margarine and a knife and said, "It'll take a little bit."
"That's fine with me..." She said rather sexually. Raven was now inches from Jim's face. Jim looked directly in her stone cold black eyes and thought wild thoughts. Then all of the sudden she licked his nose. "AAACK! EEWWW! DISGUSTING!" She yelled at the top of her lungs in a very un-Raven like fashion and stood up from her chair quickly and ran off away from the kitchen.
"Wait... come back... Raven..." Jim was helpless. He thought he had his chance, but he just tasted bad, and it wasn't really anyone's fault. But still, he wished she would at least eat her toast that he made for her...
Jim woke abruptly. The rest was refreshing, and it made the air sweeter than it was. He looked outside his window and saw light shine through and outline his dark skin. He rarely felt this good; perhaps it was the dream, he thought.
The dream was strange, but he wasn't eager to interoperate it right away. The goods, he concluded, outweighed the cons, and that was good enough for him. He got up and reached for the ceiling, then touched his toes. His muscles ached; he had fallen asleep in his clothes and in an uncomfortable position. Emotional outbursts were taxing on him, but the rest helped.
In fact, he had forgotten to take anything off, including his... equipment. Jim was still getting used to the fact that he didn't need it anymore. His arm blaster was fake, illusioned by Raven's permanent spell. His dome was whole again and didn't have the glass. A small gem given to him by Raven supported the whole illusion. He owed her his new human life... but it had its consequences...
It was his secret between him and Raven. No one else knew. If they knew, he wouldn't be a Titan anymore, and he would be outcaste even more so. It all happened when Raven reached a new point in her development when she discovered she could regenerate her wounds...
The bomb was counting down. There was only 2 desperate minutes left. Cyborg was desperately trying to diffuse it, Robin was looking for alternatives but was coming up dry, Raven overlooked Cyborg's work, and the remaining Titans stood panicked. Time was ticking down... the bomb was impossible to diffuse. "I can't do it!" Cyborg exclaimed. "We only have - " Cyborg glanced at his arm computer; it read, "30 seconds! If anyone has any ideas, NOWS THE TIME!"
Robin gave a quick shake of the head. "Should we run?" He asked desperately.
Starfire agreed, "We cannot undo the damage that is about to be done. Best to make our way out."
"No. Let me handle it." Raven, the newly elected leader of the Titans forced Cyborg aside with her right arm and started somatic components to a spell with her other. "Azerath... Yugoldi..."
Yugoldi? It was unfamiliar to the Titan gang - it was a new incantation. What did Raven have up her sleeve? Time clocked in at 8 seconds remaining.
"...HORMIADON!" She exclaimed, simultaneously hold her arm longwise against the bomb. A completely opaque shield covered the bomb entirely, but Raven's arm was clearly inside of it long ways. "Are you crazy, Raven!? You're going to get your arm blown off!" Worried Beastboy.
"3 seconds!" Cyborg exclaimed, starring at his computer arm.
"RAVEN NOO!" Everyone had yelled at her to stop. The timer clicked zero, and a massive force blew Raven clear to the opposite wall. The black shield dissipated moments after her collapse to the ground, the innards of the shell containing nothing but scorched earth - and blood. The Titans ran over to Raven's armless body. "RAVEN! RAVEN!" Everyone yelped in terror.
"ugh... uhhh..." Raven struggled to keep consciousness, but no one was paying any attention to her. Her arm, to everyone's awe, began to fabricate. The blood stopped flowing so freely and white and tan threads popped into existence at the stub of her shoulder. They wove together at lightning speed bones, flesh and blood. Within seconds, her arm was fully healed and limp with life.
There was no words spoken for a full 10 seconds when Raven herself broke the silence. "Nice trick, huh."
It was on that very night 1 year ago, Jim recalled, that Raven invited him to her room to tell him that with her newfound understanding of life, it was possible to completely regenerate his own badly damaged body. It was simply too good to be true, and he wasn't hesitant to reject the little saints offer. In the same speed at which her own arm regenerated, his own mechanical limb had fallen off and been replaced by a strong black arm. The glass in his chrome dissipated like magic and rematerialized as hard bone and flesh. The entire rest of his body shed what was not his and became what was. In moments, his own beautiful mortality had been decided for him, and he was forever grateful.
It only occurred to him soon after that by being human, he could not be a Titan. Humanity, he then thought, came at the price of his passion and work. So he was able to convince Raven to do him one more favor... and currently, he held this favor in his hand in the form of a green gem.
He placed the gem upon his belt and thanked Raven yet again aloud. He owed that girl his very life, he thought. He made a mental note to go get his blaster after breakfast (it was invisible and it melded into his illusionary arm to simulate its existence), and while doing so headed for his door. A few quick steps and he would be making waffles for all of his friends, he thought.
Everyone liked Cyborg's Waffles. He wondered if people would like Jim's waffles.
Raven sat quietly eating her breakfast, gnawing bit by bit off her toast. Her orange juice was unusually full, so she gulped it down to about halfway. She was alone in the kitchen, but just to make sure she looked left and right. Assured that she was indeed alone, she divulged in her toast and ate it at an alarming speed that rivaled and even surpassed Terra. She licked her lips and fingers and moaned with satisfaction in an almost too sexual manner. "Make me another, Jim." She said sensually.
Suddenly, Jim appeared in the background of the perspective scene. "Coming right up!" Exclaimed Jim excitedly, as he popped in another piece of bread. He came over to the table at which Raven sat and placed a brand new tub of margarine and a knife and said, "It'll take a little bit."
"That's fine with me..." She said rather sexually. Raven was now inches from Jim's face. Jim looked directly in her stone cold black eyes and thought wild thoughts. Then all of the sudden she licked his nose. "AAACK! EEWWW! DISGUSTING!" She yelled at the top of her lungs in a very un-Raven like fashion and stood up from her chair quickly and ran off away from the kitchen.
"Wait... come back... Raven..." Jim was helpless. He thought he had his chance, but he just tasted bad, and it wasn't really anyone's fault. But still, he wished she would at least eat her toast that he made for her...
Jim woke abruptly. The rest was refreshing, and it made the air sweeter than it was. He looked outside his window and saw light shine through and outline his dark skin. He rarely felt this good; perhaps it was the dream, he thought.
The dream was strange, but he wasn't eager to interoperate it right away. The goods, he concluded, outweighed the cons, and that was good enough for him. He got up and reached for the ceiling, then touched his toes. His muscles ached; he had fallen asleep in his clothes and in an uncomfortable position. Emotional outbursts were taxing on him, but the rest helped.
In fact, he had forgotten to take anything off, including his... equipment. Jim was still getting used to the fact that he didn't need it anymore. His arm blaster was fake, illusioned by Raven's permanent spell. His dome was whole again and didn't have the glass. A small gem given to him by Raven supported the whole illusion. He owed her his new human life... but it had its consequences...
It was his secret between him and Raven. No one else knew. If they knew, he wouldn't be a Titan anymore, and he would be outcaste even more so. It all happened when Raven reached a new point in her development when she discovered she could regenerate her wounds...
The bomb was counting down. There was only 2 desperate minutes left. Cyborg was desperately trying to diffuse it, Robin was looking for alternatives but was coming up dry, Raven overlooked Cyborg's work, and the remaining Titans stood panicked. Time was ticking down... the bomb was impossible to diffuse. "I can't do it!" Cyborg exclaimed. "We only have - " Cyborg glanced at his arm computer; it read, "30 seconds! If anyone has any ideas, NOWS THE TIME!"
Robin gave a quick shake of the head. "Should we run?" He asked desperately.
Starfire agreed, "We cannot undo the damage that is about to be done. Best to make our way out."
"No. Let me handle it." Raven, the newly elected leader of the Titans forced Cyborg aside with her right arm and started somatic components to a spell with her other. "Azerath... Yugoldi..."
Yugoldi? It was unfamiliar to the Titan gang - it was a new incantation. What did Raven have up her sleeve? Time clocked in at 8 seconds remaining.
"...HORMIADON!" She exclaimed, simultaneously hold her arm longwise against the bomb. A completely opaque shield covered the bomb entirely, but Raven's arm was clearly inside of it long ways. "Are you crazy, Raven!? You're going to get your arm blown off!" Worried Beastboy.
"3 seconds!" Cyborg exclaimed, starring at his computer arm.
"RAVEN NOO!" Everyone had yelled at her to stop. The timer clicked zero, and a massive force blew Raven clear to the opposite wall. The black shield dissipated moments after her collapse to the ground, the innards of the shell containing nothing but scorched earth - and blood. The Titans ran over to Raven's armless body. "RAVEN! RAVEN!" Everyone yelped in terror.
"ugh... uhhh..." Raven struggled to keep consciousness, but no one was paying any attention to her. Her arm, to everyone's awe, began to fabricate. The blood stopped flowing so freely and white and tan threads popped into existence at the stub of her shoulder. They wove together at lightning speed bones, flesh and blood. Within seconds, her arm was fully healed and limp with life.
There was no words spoken for a full 10 seconds when Raven herself broke the silence. "Nice trick, huh."
It was on that very night 1 year ago, Jim recalled, that Raven invited him to her room to tell him that with her newfound understanding of life, it was possible to completely regenerate his own badly damaged body. It was simply too good to be true, and he wasn't hesitant to reject the little saints offer. In the same speed at which her own arm regenerated, his own mechanical limb had fallen off and been replaced by a strong black arm. The glass in his chrome dissipated like magic and rematerialized as hard bone and flesh. The entire rest of his body shed what was not his and became what was. In moments, his own beautiful mortality had been decided for him, and he was forever grateful.
It only occurred to him soon after that by being human, he could not be a Titan. Humanity, he then thought, came at the price of his passion and work. So he was able to convince Raven to do him one more favor... and currently, he held this favor in his hand in the form of a green gem.
He placed the gem upon his belt and thanked Raven yet again aloud. He owed that girl his very life, he thought. He made a mental note to go get his blaster after breakfast (it was invisible and it melded into his illusionary arm to simulate its existence), and while doing so headed for his door. A few quick steps and he would be making waffles for all of his friends, he thought.
Everyone liked Cyborg's Waffles. He wondered if people would like Jim's waffles.