Chapter 5-Discovery

The day had gone well. In training, he had beaten Terra's "undefeatable" course record ("See? You can get a course record without completely destroying the obstacle course," Beast Boy had joked). The Titans must have liked his performance, as they had begged him to stay for at least another night. He would leave tonight, before the full moon was hung like a framed picture amongst an ocean wall. Staying could hurt himself—or the Titans.

Well, he was going to leave—until Raven practically read his mind and pleaded for him not to leave.

"Don't let me out of my room tomorrow night. And don't let anyone in. Just trust me..." he had begged.

"Jace, what are you talking about? I'm not going to let anyone find out, if that's what you're worried about." Raven replied in a casual coolness.

"No, it's not that...it's...just trust me, okay? If you or anyone else comes in or I get out..." Jace's mind had faded away into the distance as he thought of ways to finish the tragedy of what could happen.

"Don't worry, Jace. No one's coming in. I won't let you out. I promise. Now you get some rest. You need it," she had promised him.

"Okay. And thanks, Raven. Thank you so much."

"No problem," Raven had responded smoothly as she had walked out his door.

She had promised to make sure his door was locked. She promised. Nothing was going to happen. She promised. No matter how many times he told himself this, it wouldn't be the truth. Something, without a doubt, was going to go wrong. Dead wrong.

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What was it that enchanted her so? Jace...a mysterious name that fitted the dark and mysterious being, with a past tattered with fourteen years of a heart thirsting for love and compassion. His eyes—one blue, one brown—further added to the mysteriousness. His hair, sleek and silver spikes as though it stood on end from fear--the point tips charred with devastation. He reminded her of life—half a silvery white of the joys that come so seldomly thought to spare her a passing glance; half a black darker than death, of pain and despair, and of depressed suffering.

No matter the cause, his cryptic silence and dark secrets were magical to her. She could not resist them...

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The last time Terra had seen Jace, he had been sitting outside on the rocks, drowning in a meditation of thoughts. She had wondered what he was thinking about. He had to be thinking of a way to destroy the Titans, since he was working for Slade. Or perhaps he was telling Slade the Titans—as far as he would know—trusted him, chatting easily as though he knew—which, of course, he didn't—they would be immune to the twist of sick betrayal he would so coldly throw at them like a bullet from a pistol.

She stood from the sofa and gazed out the window into the crystal night. Squinting, she saw a figure sitting stilly among the rocks.

It's time to find out who this guy is, she thought to herself as she tiptoed toward down a dark hall toward Jace's room. She creaked the door open and stepped in, closing the door behind her.

Her eyes danced upon the silvered backs of the wolves that ran across his wall. They were shaped from blacks and silvers with graceful brush strokes so delicate they could barely be seen. A full moon, which was a delicate portrait of the one glowing outside the crystals of the window, further enhanced the beauty of the wolves as they dashed across the midnight-blue walls. Her mind regained consciousness of her mission, and she gazed around throughout the room.

She had stooped to investigate a backpack at the foot of Jace's bed when her eyes fell upon his bedcovers as they rose and fell rhythmically. Her heart skipped a beat as realization fell upon her like a steady rain. Jace was there!

She turned to slip out of his room stealthfully, only to endanger herself even more. The Velcro on her glove caught the blanket as though it didn't want to leave the magnificent room. The covers were pulled away, revealing a black and silver wolf; sound asleep.

She stared in horror, naïve of the danger she was in. A cough rose within her, tickling her throat with smooth bristles of a feather. She couldn't resist—she had to cough. The noise bounced of the wall and echoed into her mind like an explosion. The beast turned his huge head and he glared at her with two mad eyes—one blue and one brown.

He snarled as he leapt from the bed, his claws slashing through the mattress covering. Terra turned and tried to escape but the attempt was vain. The mammoth beast snapped after her, his mighty jaws quick on her heels. The razor-like fangs grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the ground. She faced him, still lying on the floor, as he pinned her down. She panicked, her heart racing so that she believed it was possible for it to fly out of her chest.

The creature's eye twinkled with evil as he stooped his head, his teeth shredding her shoulder as he tried to rip her neck open. Her head was screaming in pain as she mustered every ounce of strength she had left and shoved the monster off of her, sending him tumbling backward to land sprawled against the wall. He snarled at her as he stood and prepared to leap toward her.

She scrambled backward, finally mustering enough strength to stand. Terra turned and ran in a quick limp to the door. Once outside, she pressed a smooth red button that sat there, an evil eye mounted beside the door beneath a green button identical to the red eye. The door slammed shut with an electronic swishing sound and a small thud. The beast crashed into the door, and all she could hear was the sounds of her heart pounding like a sledgehammer attempting to shatter her ribs, and her heavy breathing as she panted from exhaustion. Terra stood there, shaking and wide-eyed, until she regained enough normalcy to limp to her room as pain returned to her.

Author's Note: YEAH! I loved this part! Action! Should have kept it a cliffhanger, but...I guess it is kind of a cliffhanger...Hope you enjoyed! New chapter as soon as possible! And yes, I HAD to do the "Dead wrong." I couldn't resist! Yes Jace was formally Jaszce, but I changed it. Don't ask...you'll find out...