My name is Terra. I have done horrible things. I have betrayed and attacked everyone who used to be my friend. I have done horrible crimes, and now I have paid the ultimate price. I have been turned into nothing more then a statue, and forced to watch as the Titans come and go, leaving me flowers, speaking kind words to me, knowing the whole time that I can't speak with them. I can't give them hugs and reassure them that i'm ok, that i'm alive, merely stuck in a stony prison. I can't really ever be there friends again. I can't expect them to trust me, and although they said they would look for a way to get me out, what will they do once I am out? Can I really expect them to go back to being my friends? Could I really hope for them to care for me, let me live with them, let me be one of them again? Was I ever really one of them? Is there somewhere I belong?
My name is Terra. I have done horrible things, and paid the ultimate price. I am stuck here, watching as the Titans come and go, and left only with the questions of my life, to torture me, and haunt me forever more. I am left alone.. alone with my past.
The sound of wind rushed through the lonely underground cavern, bouncing off of the walls, making small clicking noises as it rolled a rock across the floor until it hit the wall, and fell silent only for the ever going sound of the wind. There she stood, a stone statue in the center, hands outstretched, head facing up towards the sky. If anything, she looked like the bravest of all heroes, maybe she was, and maybe she wasn't. Deep down, she didn't think she was a hero at all, or brave, but everyone else knew better. They knew she had attacked and betrayed the Titans, but they also knew she had risked her life to save the city, and sacrificed herself to keep the city from being burned to ashes. Still, there were many who said she was evil, there had always been those people in the girls life. People who didn't really understand, people who thought that someone with such power was a monster, people who thought someone so misguided, just had to be evil. Misguided. That's what she was, right? She had tried her hardest to fit in, to be what she thought everyone else wanted her to be, but she had never bothered to try and locate the feelings on what she herself wanted to be. What she wanted herself to be. She was left with these thoughts as she listened to the howling wind, unable to move, and only able to breath through a small holes filtered into the rock, allowing oxygen through, though each breath seemed to be weaker then the last.
That's when it happened. She had just fallen into sleep, the way she had many days, when the ground began to shake. Not because of her, no, but for once, and ordinary earth quake. Though maybe not so ordinary, since a big battle between the titans and their foe ShadowStepper where fighting close by, the battle so large it had caused the ground to shake. That's all it took though.. the rock cracked at the base, and a yellow light spilled onto the floor in front of the statue, casting an eerie glow in the almost dark cave. Then again, a crack ran up from the base across the statue up to the head.. and another.. and another..