"Nunca, prefiero a ir a diablo antes voy a decir 'te amo.'"
Starfire and Robin were in their room getting ready for bed. Robin was doing his routine of sit and push-ups in just the bottom of his costume while Starfire lay on the bed in her T-shirt. Normally she would be lost because she was watching Robin work out and thinking of how his strong hands would feel against her skin. Tonight, however, she had other things on her mind that ran along the lines of whether or not Robin would think that she was pushing things too fast and if Robin would like her bare bust.
After watching a few more mindless repetitions Starfire decided to make her move. Slowly she sat up, quickly threw off her T-shirt, and paused to debate whether to get Robin's attention or to surprise him. Starfire decided to surprise him. Starfire took a deep breath, brought a hand to her back and unclasped her bra.
Robin didn't notice that Starfire had moved, sat up, discarded her shirt and was tentatively removing her bra. Instead his mind was going over the conversation he had had with Tear.
"I then worked my way up the ranks fighting, killing, raping, pillaging, and destroying people and places as my first Lord Devil commanded." Tir'eir said.
"You did all of those in that order?" Robin asked.
"Occasionally the raping first but generally yes."
The shear casualness of Tear's tone and manner towards all of those terrible things was very unsettling. So unsettling that at the time Robin couldn't think of anything to say. The Boy Wonder was sure that the other members of the team were all in the same boat and ever since he had taken Starfire to their room Tear's story was the only thing that ran through his mind.
'I can't just stay here while that cold hearted SOB is in this place. I need to talk with the guys before I do anything hasty. He is powerful, that much is a given.' Robin thought to himself. With that firmly decided Robin pushed himself up one last time and head out the door. Walking out the door Robin didn't see that Starfire was leaning forwards on the bed, palms pressed down on the bed, arms supporting her weight, bra loosely hanging off her shoulders halfheartedly concealing her breasts. Nor did Robin see the tears that fell not long after he left.
Apparently all of the Teen Titan males had the same thing in mind; find the other guys and talk about Tear. They all met in the kitchen, poured themselves glasses of milk and sat down. It would have been a comical scene to see the three of them hunched over their glasses of milk had it not been for the heavy air and seriousness written on their faces.
"Ok, we have to decided what we're going to do about Tear." Robin started out to get the conversation going.
"I say he goes. He's way to casual about killing people. You guys saw his lack of emotion when he talked about all the killing he has claimed to have done!" Beast Boy said loudly.
The other two nodded in agreement.
"He's too detached from everything. Killing, destroying, raping… If he even goes near Starfire I'm gonna…" Robin slammed his fist down on the table making all three glasses of milk jump violently. It was no secret what the Boy Wonder's main concern was.
"Chill man. We know your standing. That's a given but fortunately he hasn't tried to pull anything, yet. He's been too busy guarding Raven or Di'Candra as he keeps calling her." Cyborg grudgingly pointed out.
"Most rapists and killers are people already inside the circle." Robin replied as he slouched back into his chair and took a swing of his milk. "Have we nothing but this?" Robin said glaring at his half empty glass.
"Nope, underage." Beast Boy said plainly.
"If we did I would have served it up." Cyborg added looking distastefully at his own glass.
"What are we going to do about him? He's taken down foes that we barely could stand against for 5 seconds!" Robin said once again slamming his fist onto the table in frustration.
The three Teen Titan members sat there in silence trying to figure out how they, three teens who's ages combined only equaled 46, could out wit or out fight a being that had over 5,000 years of experience.
"We could ambush him." Beast Boy offered.
"No good. Remember the second Baalor attack when you…? Um, he somehow knew that they were coming." Robin reminded BB.
"But how did he know that they were coming?" Cyborg asked partly to draw Beast Boy's attention from that hard memory, partly out of curiosity. This meeting was bringing up a lot of issues that the males realized that they had let slide.
"Yeah, just how did he know?" Beast Boy repeated.
"Perhaps he orchestrated it all? You know, to impress Raven for some reason." Robin suggested.
"I doubt it. He seemed to be in a lot of pain after the fight, and not just physically. He did say that the one he killed was his nephew and heir to whatever a demon can own in Hell." Cyborg told the Boy Wonder.
"You never know. Starfire told me that Raven told her that Tear came into her room and somehow took away her normal, um… period-related… issues via several days of strange messages. That and killing his nephew did increase his standings with her. We've all seen that." Robin replied.
The other two nodded. They all had noticed that Raven was showing more emotions and for some reason Raven hadn't destroyed anything whenever she should emotions, namingly embarrassment and rage, to Tear. This fact puzzled them and they placed the phenomenon on Tear. The guys figured that he was somehow holding Raven's destructive powers in check for some unknown reason.
"He didn't try anything on her did he?" Beast Boy asked.
"Not that I know of. Star said that Raven had been very reluctant to give up the information so the details weren't very good but no, he didn't try anything." Robin said. A second later he let out a small chuckle that he couldn't help.
"What's so amusing?" Cyborg asked.
"Nothing. It's just that Starfire had told Raven she had two choices; girl talk and tell her what the matter was or be force to have some Pudding of Sadness." Robin said with a grin. The other two guys smiled too. Every one of them had been forced to have some of that stuff at one point or the other and everyone preferred to tell Starfire what she wanted to know then be force to digest even the tiniest spoonful of that vile pudding.
After the grinning and chuckling had stopped the dark mood returned and it was all business.
"Perhaps we could get Raven to make him go away. She must be important to him. I mean look; he's rescued her, and us as baggage, from two Baalor attacks, killed his own nephew, though for a cold killer like him it probably was nothing, and he acts like her manservant half the time. She must have some leverage over him that we, nor she, knows about." Beast Boy told the pair.
"True enough. Let's go talk to Raven." Robin said standing up.
"Look I don't like Tear any more then you do but at this hour? Are you crazy?" Cyborg asked the team's leader.
"I don't want that thing near Starfire longer then needed. The sooner he's gone the sooner I'll be calm. Now let's go." Robin said decisively and began to make his way down the dark hallway to Raven's bedroom.
Starfire had sat on the bed for a few minutes crying. Raven had been wrong and for once the eggheads had been right. Earth boys did like girls with bigger busts. That was why Robin had walked out on her even after she had called him. That was why he had left. He didn't like her after all. Perhaps he had found some fan girl like Cyborg and Beast Boy had suggested.
Her tears slid down her cheeks to her chin before falling down onto the bed creating a small wet spot. Star slowly put back on her bra and T-shirt before slowly making her way to Raven's room. In her teary state Star didn't notice that for once Tear was not guarding Raven's door.
Raven wasn't very happy to be awakened by a sobbing and blubbering Starfire who climbed into Raven's bed and cried in her lap. Raven disliked that fact she was in her PJs but without any real options just sat there groggily stroking Starfire's hair and occasionally murmuring things to try and calm the girl down. After several long minutes Starfire's crying simmered down and Raven was able to get a brief explanation out of the alien girl.
"Wait a minute. You are saying that you called Robin, took off your bra and he just left the room without saying a word?" Raven recapped to make sure she got the story right.
A wail and a new wave of tears from Starfire answered the question.
'Great, just great. What kind of advice can I give her now? Robin must have had something on his mind to distract him or else he's gay. ' Raven picked the first one because she had seen Robin with Starfire and he was nowhere near the other side of the road. 'But how do you ignore a half naked girl in your room? Well she has been in his room like that for over a month now but still.' Raven thought given Starfire a once over.
Starfire was lying across the bed, her flowing red hair at her back and in disarray. The T-shirt that Starfire wore was Robin's, only went down to mid thigh, and displayed a lot of Starfire's well-shaped curves. Raven had to admit she was a tad bit jealous of her alien friend. Given that fact that Demon blood didn't help her beauty genes and that she was 6 months younger Raven didn't quite have the curves or bust of Star. Her own grayish completion paled when Raven compared hers to Starfire milky white skin. He hair was short cut and a most unusual purple to Star's long silky red locks. Star's emerald green eyes were a brilliant contrast to her hair while Raven was stuck with deep purple orbs that merely repeat the color of her hair. More defined feminine features also stood out between the two girls and Raven allowed herself to feel a little bit jealous before squashing the feeling. She had had noticed the lack of things blowing up of late but still she didn't want to go overboard just in case.
"Star?"
Starfire nodded her head in Raven's lap to let her know that she was listening and had not nodded off to sleep.
"I think that Robin just had something on his mind when he walked out. I'm sure he wouldn't have walked out if it wasn't very important." Raven offered as an explanation.
"What could be more important than me?" Starfire asked in a trembling voice. The question was more to herself instead of Raven but Raven did see two things in the inquiry. First that Star was a bit full of herself and secondly something must have been deadly important for Robin to walk out on Starfire.
"I don't know but we'll figure that out in the morning. I suppose you want to spend the night here right?" Raven asked knowing the answer in advance.
Starfire nodded. "My things are all in Robin's room but… I can move them back to my room tomorrow."
"So you're breaking up with Robin?" Raven asked, her monotone ever present.
Starfire nodded slowly.
'Oh Lord, she is worse at this then I am.' "Look, Star, I know it's your choice and all but if you do that you'll crush Robin as well as yourself. Guys are stupid creatures and we girls have to be patient with them. Besides I'm sure that if something wasn't bothering him you two would be in your room…doing what you do." Raven said trying to convince Starfire that leaving Robin would be a stupid thing.
"Thank you for your words, friend Raven, but I am sure he would like to have another girl with bigger breasts." Starfire mumbled.
Raven rolled her eyes into the back of her head. She didn't know why Starfire thought that bust size was the only thing that kept a man but it seemed imbedded in her that her own chest was too small and thus Robin had walked out on her. Somehow this weird thinking made a little sense and that small strand of sense was all Starfire needed to convince herself it was true.
The Battle of Broken Wall, why had he brought that up? All the pain and memories had come flooding back when he mentioned it. Even so Tear had to smile at the memory. THAT had been a battle, a real battle. He had proved that Tanar'ri were indeed stronger then ArchAngels once and for all by holding the line. Standing on the roof of the Teen Titan Tower in the rain Tear looked back at the turning point of his life.
The field was barren having been wiped clean of all life, pitted with holes, strewn with bodies and the stench of death filled the air. Tir'eir surveyed the field once more. The fight with the Delvav had raged for 2 years with Demonic forces taking the most casualties. The Heavens had no admitted that the plane was under siege until one of their cities had fallen unexpectedly. Even so Angelic forces had grown soft being benevolent guardians doing jobs a boy with a stick could do instead of constantly testing its warriors and keeping them battle ready.
The losses were staggering. Entire battalions of imps would be lost in each encounter, legions of devils and lesser demons as well. Baalor casualties were so high that they had to be taken out of the front line for breeding purposes. The Five Hands, the White, Black, Blue, Purple, and Red, had been cut down to just the Red. That fact alone proved how grave a threat this was. The greatest of the Tanar'ri had been wiped out; something so hard to do it demoralized the troops that didn't help matters. At this stage in the fight the Nine Hells was already on one knee, a shadow of its former might and the enemy was trying to cross the river Styx.
It was on the far bank that Hell would make its last fielded defense. If the line faltered Hell would not have the manpower to do anything but guerilla warfare after wards.
Tir'eir looked to his right and then his left. On both sides of him were angels, not demons, standing in the center of the line. That was how depleted Hell was, being forced to ask for troops to defend its home territory. That fact fueled Tir'eir anger and despair. Tir'eir stood his ground as the enemy charged him, the giant beings surging forwards in wave attacks. Tir'eir used his rage and despair to fuel him to do the terrible things he did on that field that day.
This part of Tear's memory was vague at best. Tear knew that he was angry that Trigon was not defending his realm against aggressors, his pride hurt by the fact that the Hells needed help to defend itself, or his homeland. Tear was fighting so desperately to guard his secret, a secret that was given to him 18 months ago at San Calro; the Angelic city that fell to the Delvavic invasion.
The city had been attacked at night and the fires that ravaged the city lit it up like a candle. Tir'eir had been part of a fast response team to battle the Delvavs where every they struck and in the burning city Tir'eir did just that.
After dispatching a group of humanoid Delvav and their insect mounts Tir'eir heard the screaming of a woman. Racing to the location of the cry Tir'eir saw a group of Delvav mercilessly stabbing a female angel to death. Despite his swift action Tir'eir had been too late to save the woman. He tried to comfort the dying woman and when he came closer to her Tir'eir could see that she had a white bundle in her arms. The woman gave Tir'eir a desperate pleading look and nudged the bundle towards him. Cautiously Tir'ier picked up the bundle and saw a sleeping child inside the white clothe. Suddenly understanding Tir'eir nodded his head and the woman died with a faint smile on her lips.
The child was a golden hair, blue crystal eyed girl that Tir'eir named Maria. Since she was of Angelic birth her existence was a very sensitive secret that only Jacob, Tir'eir most trusted knew about the child. It was that child that had made Tir'eir so ferociously at Broken Wall. Even when the line on both sides of him had wavered Tir'eir didn't take a step backwards.
The field was littered with bodies hacked to various bits and pieces. Tir'eir was one of the few standing on the blood stained soil. The enemy and their main camp had been decimated even though the Angelic forces had retreated. Tir'eir looked at the destruction around him and wondered why he was still alive and victorious. He couldn't remember how he had managed to fight his way to the enemy camp or why the enemy had retreated. Surveying the carnage on the field Tir'eir tried to explain to himself why he was still breathing since his memory failed him of what had happened during the battle itself. Then it hit him like a clubbing blow. The reason he had fought so hard had been because of Maria, the little angel who called him father. Like Maria's mother Tir'eir had been willing, deep down inside, to defend his "daughter" that he had battled so recklessly and savagely he had frightened the Delvav enemy.
This realization made Tir'eir suddenly aware of the smell of death, the carnage, the now red River Styx, the gore of battle for the first time in his life. For the first time he saw the horrors of war and it's root, Evil. Tir'eir didn't want to be apart of the mindless killing and other acts of savagery the Hells readily promoted.
It had been on that field that his own wall of illusions had been broken and the true images of the world were allowed in. It was there Tir'eir realized the Evil was not this ugly thing but something else. In the setting sun Tir'eir vowed to remark Evil and thus launched his rebellion against Trigon and the Nine Hells.
A/N:
6 long pages. Happy people?! Well at least you can see why I haven't update until now. The title of last chapter was "This is my life."
Dark Shadow 31: Thanks for the offer but my sister also is into that sort of thing so I'll be asking her mainly if at all. You are right, I'm not the kind that like to get help but if you, or anyone else for that matter, had good facts or data on the Heavens I would like that. Mostly for the new OC Maria. Thanks again.
AnimeHimeko: Thanks for your comment about the blandness of the guys reactions. I knew something was missing from that last chapter. I hope I've managed to recover that one. Thanks also for the comment about the girl talk thing. Being a guy I wouldn't know any of that stuff, naturally. I see you are for more Robin and Starfire (like most people. Why do they all demand that?) and I most likely will have to post a chapter or two about them at the adult site since I'm pretty near the limit here.
BlackShield: Again thank you for pointing out my lame reactions I gave the team. I was going for more of "the team was silent with aww" instead of "the team was silence with drool running down the sides of their mouths." Oh well, I hope I've recovered adequately. Thanks for the comment about Tear. I knew that OCs were sort of over done but I could see no other character for Raven in this fic. Plus I was tired of seeing people writing as if Rave's life was bottom of the barrel so I made an OC who's life, I hope it is being conveyed, is even deeper down the barrel then Raven. Besides Raven moaning and groaning all the time in monotone in all the other fics about how she can't do things is boring to me. Vida means life.
DeMoN tAiNtEd: Thanks for the comment on Tear and to be honest I had forgotten about Raven's reaction to intense emotions. I saw the episode you were referring to just last night and I see your point. In defense I would like to point out in "La noche muy loca de Starfire y Robin" we all see the reaction of Raven getting mad at Tear. I have hinted at a possible reason to explain the missing explosions and now that you have reminded me I shall have them return in accordance with my reworked plot.
To everyone thank you for the reviews that pushed the total to 55. To think that this was just going to be a dead fic due to lack of interest. It is nice to see I have a growing fan base and that people actually have been following me for a while regardless of what I was writing. Thanks for the support, hope you enjoyed the chapter and REVIEW! The real question is this; would you like to see either BB or Cyborg paired up with my new OC? No, yes and who? By and by the title of the chapter roughly translates out to "Never, I'd prefer to go to Hell before I'm going to say 'I love you.'"
LockDown over and out…