Tamaranian Nights
Chapter 2: Voyage
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans or that lovely song of Sarah Brightman: Arabian Nights.
Starfire was thrust in a rather unforgiving manner onto a desolate land from a vortex that had split before her mere moments ago. There she was, minding her own business after having found that comfy cloud for a second time, when the sky ripped in two and she was pulled into the rift. The stream had rent a flux in time and now she had no idea where she was or the purpose for her being there. Starfire threw her gaze in every direction with alarm. This area was very unfamiliar and the atmosphere of the desert had a dangerous air to it. She had been misplaced.
An echo of a voice reached her ears as she gazed forlornly into the distance. Starfire was surrounded completely by dunes of white sand. Without warning, her foot sunk into a small heap of sand and quickly swallowed her up to her ankle. She drew back with a yelp, realizing she had breached the base of a very large dune, and looked upward to the crest of the dune in wonder at how something so immense had formed.
Quite suddenly, a figure appeared at its crown; a fluid, graceful being, shadowed from behind by the setting sun. A blood-red sky cloaked the silhouette and Starfire had to shield her eyes with one of her hands as she gazed toward it. She squinted up the slope and recognized the figure with a jolt that shook her to the morrow of her bones.
Blackfire.
Her older sibling stood on the crest of the dune, overlooking the desert with a pleasured eye, for this was her world and Starfire had fallen into it! How the red-haired girl had tumbled into her sister's dream, she did not know. All she knew was that she would be trapped here; in this utter loneliness lest she take shelter under her sister's wing.
Blackfire began to retreat out of view from the base of the dune; Starfire cried out to her sister to wait for her as she stumbled and slipped up the sliding sands, for she had lost her power to fly or summon her starbolts to signal that she was even within her sister's proximity. How and why this had happened perplexed the poor Tamaranian, but the more pressing issue at hand was to reach her sister. Her instincts told her that the outcome of the inability to find her sibling for her aid would result in unspeakable consequences.
After much struggle, Starfire managed to top the hill and she rolled onto her side in exhaustion—she was unused to having to run much of anywhere and the fear of her sister's departure caused her to exert more energy than her body was willing to give.
The conquest at having crested the dune gave her some satisfaction and she stood shakily to her feet. Starfire called to her sister, hoping that her sibling might congratulate her on her achievement, but Blackfire ignored her calls. Starfire attempted to gain her sister's attention once more and took a tentative step toward the black-haired girl.
Blackfire turned in a fierce rage upon her younger sister, her deep purple eyes boring into Starfire's. The mental exchange seemed to last for an eternity until Blackfire raised one palm, already fused with the roaring energy of a blackbolt. She fired the missile at Starfire; the red-haired girl was too stunned to avoid it. The bolt nailed her hard in the chest and Starfire was thrown backward.
Shocked by the brutal action, she groaned as she moved to stand and found she could not. Some unseen force kept her on the ground. Instead, Starfire rolled onto her elbow and gazed in stark amazement and pain at the black-haired Tamaranian, but Blackfire had already returned to her prior stance and continued to ignore Starfire.
To heighten Starfire's utter confusion and shock, Blackfire began to sing.
Voyage
Voyage
The pressing influence that had kept her bowed had lifted. Starfire rolled to her knees and stood on trembling legs; this was most certainly a dream, for Starfire hardly heard her elder sibling sing. Once before, which was a terrible mistake on Starfire's behalf, she had come upon her sister when she was singing to a popular Blorthog tune. When Blackfire had found she had been discovered, she chased Starfire for several leagues until the both of them were panting with exhaustion. Blackfire made the message clear to never be snuck up upon again by shoving Starfire's face into the dirt.
The red-haired girl did not want another attack on her person for this taboo, but she found herself suddenly mesmerized by the melody.
Wilderness to wilderness
I traveled from afar
On the soft wind of the Nadg came
Fragrance of Araar
Splendour of a thousand suns shone glory in my path
No love more pure and rage more fierce
Could still my beating heart
The wind and sands itself seemed to form its own symphony in which Blackfire created a hauntingly beautiful harmony. Starfire was too taken aback to make any shift of movement; though through her astonishment, she thought the piece was utterly glorious; ethereal to any ear that might hear its call.
Voyage
Voyage
A/N: Hooray! A slightly longer chapter for you all! The next chapter is going to be the kicker, and that is where I will ask the open-mindedness to begin. (Do keep in mind that the entire story-line follows the movements of the music, the rest of the insanity just resulted in whatever my zany mind comes up with.) I trust it still makes sense thus far, I am still trying my best to put out as much detail as allowed to flow to the music's beat without going too overboard.
Right. So keep reading and reviewing!
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