Childhood's Hour
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own Teen Titans nor The Spider and the Fly
Summary: Raven, it seems, will forever remain a mystery to the Titans. She's cold and unfeeling. But what if she had her reasons. What if her dark and painful past was finally catching up to her? Whatever happens, the Titans will never be the same again.
Rating: R
Note: I have seen very few episodes unfortunately and from what I have found out about Raven, I will be changing a lot of it.
At this point in time, I have no idea about romantic pairings, so I'll take recommendations.
Two
The girl stood in shock at the scene before her. Bodies littered the ground everywhere. Hacked and bloodied, their mutilated flesh stained the ground.
'I didn't mean to!' the girl cried. It was an accident! She didn't mean it!
She deserved to die. She wanted to die. But not even the Gods would give that to her.
She was damned.
And all she had done was laugh.
Raven glared at the face in the mirror. She wanted to change it. She didn't want to be that girl.
She wanted to feel real.
Sighing, she quickly left the confines of her room. As much as she wished to, she couldn't allow herself to hide from the world.
She made herself a cup of herbal tea and sat herself down onto one of the seats. She mourned for herself as she watched the others: Beast Boy and Cyborg fighting over whatever their newest game was, Starfire cooking up...something, and Robin scanning the papers for any sign of Slade.
No matter how much she wished she it, she could never share in their happiness. It was too dangerous.
She noticed Starfire pouring some red stuff into the sink and
The little girl slowly entered the room. 'Mama?' she whispered, seeing her mother lying on her bed. She got no response. 'Mama?' A chill ran down her spine as she saw the blood streaming from her mother's wrists. She cried.
Raven blinked, forcing the memory back down to recesses of her mind. Now was not the time to remember such things.
She jumped as a hand landed on her shoulder.
Beast Boy cried out as he flew into the wall. "Ow!" He glared at the dark haired girl, ready to make a joke. He stopped. Something in her eyes...
The green boy sighed. "Sorry. You alright?"
No. "Yes, I'm fine." She could feel one of the Others trying to take over. She silently screamed. She didn't want that, not now, not ever. "I'm...just a little tired."
Beast Boys face crumpled. "Oh. Alright then."
"I need to go."
The moment she got to her room, her hand fled to the cutting knife. She needed it, needed it right then.
She refused to cry out as she felt the sharp edge slide across her flesh. Nothing mattered then except feeling.