Author's note: Brandi is back...or at least she's trying. First TT fanfic, so please deal with me...lol... Sorry for the shortness of chap 1...:)
No, I don't own Teen Titans, I only own the character and idea of Melody and I'm damn proud of her.
Chapter one: The Song
My eyes widened at the site of the torches that where coming. For me. They were coming for my blood. Through the thinning trees I saw men, dozens of them screaming, yelling at the murders of there pets; dogs, cats, rabbits, a horse every now and again. A sarcastic voice inside of me muttered, "Who would ever think that a bunch of farmers could get so ticked at the death of a few pets?", but I quieted it, knowing that now was not the time. Now was the time for fear. Three dozen frightened men with torches, shotguns, shovels, and numerous other dangerous weapons was not a good mix. Not to mention the ability I had that I couldn't control. They continued coming, and I turned and ran. I felt the power, the song, rising within me. It wasn't safe for them. I knew the difference between killing a dog, and killing a man. It was serious. I ran through the trees, but I didn't know these foreign roads, and the men behind me did. Knew them well. They where gaining on me, and my instincts took over. Fear gripped me, and I turned.
They were coming on, faster now, able to hear that I had stopped running. Believing that I had given up, thinking I had accepted the inevitable. However, I knew something they didn't. The leaders of the pack broke into the clearing my instincts had chosen, and the power took over me. The song. The song I had heard so often. The song I knew meant death, eventual death to anyone and anything. I started singing, and the hauntingly beautiful song came out, beautiful enough to kill. The men stopped coming towards me, dropped the torches. The fires jumped up, attempting to consume them. But they weren't that far gone yet. The heat snapped them out of the reveries momentarily, I tried to break the power, to tell them to get out, to tell them to let the fires burn. I had seen the deaths suffered by my deadly song. And these by animals that had no recollection of pain. That was all that my song was; deadly pain. By the time they would be given the mercy of death, they would have wished over a hundred times that they had let the fires burn. They would have begged me for mercy, and my tears would show how I wish I could grant it. But it was out of my control.
I got up from the ground, still unsteadied by the power that had taken all strength out of me. My tears had frozen on my face, and I realized exactly how cold it was outside. I searched the bodies nearest to me, hoping against hope that there was someone, anyone who had survived my hideous concert. Then I saw the lights, and heard the voices shouting. Female voices. They were looking for their men. Soon they would find them. And hopefully by then I would be long gone. The song inside me pushed me to go back, to murder them, to let them join their husbands and sons in merciful sleep. The tears started again, and I ran blindly.
AN: wow, 1st time I've ever written in first person, and by golly I'm liking it. Don't look forward to it though...I don't know the Titan's well enough to get into their heads...lol. RR!!!! RR!!!!! I'm begging you, RR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)