Chapter 5: Dancing Around Secrets Part 2:
The two landed with a thud and Raven shivered. It was so dark… Where was she? This wasn't her mind. She looked around in an attempt to gain her bearings. "Beast Boy?" what was going on? Was she seriously loosing it? Had Trigon acted early and killed her already? Oh god… was she dead?! It was then she noticed a small figure huddled in the corner of… wherever she was. She watched as the little girl began to cry. Looking up, Raven saw the little girl was herself… at five years old. Little Raven began to wail loudly. "Mommy?! Mommy, where am I!" five-year-old Raven began to look around frantically and seventeen-year-old Raven perceived an echoing voice pierce the blackness.
"Forezven Lith, Malinol Corvexline, Laosha, Mironee, Zinthos!" the voice called and the black disappeared. Raven watched as her younger self looked wide eyed and a pale blonde woman. Little Raven then hurtled herself forward, into her mother's arms. Raven gasped. She was in her memories… and she knew what was coming next.
"No…" Raven whispered as Trigon's hulking shape loomed forward. Raven's mother looked up and the serene golden eyes widened in shock.
"Trigon, what are you-!" Raven's mother never finished. The violet haired Goth watched in horror as Trigon and her mother pitted power against power. Raven saw her mother's body fall to the ground with a sickening thud and little Raven looked up, tears welling in her eyes.
"Mommy!" "Mom!" Raven and little Raven yelled simultaneously. Raven watched in anguish as little Raven's eyes glowed white and her clear ashma chakra gem glowed. Little Raven let out a piercing scream and both she and Trigon were enveloped in black magic. When the magic dissipated, Trigon was gone and the tiny Raven lay unconscious on the ground, her jewels no longer clear but red and her leotard no longer white but black. Raven felt tears threatening her eyes as she watched herself struggle to her feet and run to her mother's side. Little Raven pulled off her mother's cloak and fastened it on. As soon as Little Raven did so, it too transformed from white, but to a navy blue. Raven turned away. She was never supposed to see these memories again…
"Enough!" Raven shouted and suddenly the scenery swirled and shifted and Raven blacked out.
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"Raven?" BB called in confusion. Everything was black. Beast Boy noticed two figures far off and he briefly heard his name called in the distance. "Raven?" he started towards what looked like Raven and a tiny, white-cloaked version of herself. He shifted into a bird and began to fly towards her when a burgundy cloaked figure stopped him in mid-flight. Beast Boy fell to the ground and resumed human form.
"What the…" Hello Beast Boy. A luscious voice slipped from the being in front of him. "Raven?" The figure was similar to Raven, but she was wearing a cloak of rich burgundy velvet that was golden trimmed. The figure lowered her hood to reveal Raven with long violet hair swirling about the top of her cloak. Beast Boy's eyes widened. He'd met a few of Raven's emotions before… Happy, Brave, Timid… but no one like… this. "Raven?" he asked again, a little confused. Come with me… this a memory you don't want to experience. The long haired Raven said. Beast Boy arched an eyebrow but had no time to object because he was consumed by Raven's all too familiar black aura and suddenly found himself in a blank white place with no one but the burgundy Raven.
"Where am I?!" he demanded of the girl. She gave him a seductive little smile. Raven's center. Her peace-spot, where she goes to block everything out. Beast Boy looked bewildered. "Ookk… if this is Raven's center, than who are you?" he asked. Passion. The burgundy Raven stated silkily. She tossed back her cloak so it hung back over her shoulders. I am, Passion. She said in that same rich and intimate voice. Beast Boy was about to say something about being unsure Raven had passion but stopped when he saw Passion in full view… Raven definitely had Passion. Definitely. He supposed if she had Happy then Passion was logical too… if any of this was logical… It was about then he stopped thinking and simply gapped at Passion. Passion's leotard was low cut in the front, very, very low cut. It was also made of burgundy silk and had cuts on the waist that exposed her smooth, pale skin beneath. Passion tossed her long hair over her shoulder and smirked. Beast Boy noticed Passion also had some very, very, suggestive heels on.
I see you like it, Passion commented. Beast Boy quickly snapped back to reality and wiped a small bit of drool off his chin. "Does normal Raven own this costume or is it only you, cuz if she owns this costume then, then… whoa…" it was all he could think of saying. He wondered if it would be completely necessary to leave Raven's mind and attend to the grim reality that seemed to be everywhere. He found it a rather pleasurable thought to remain there with Passion.
BB watched as Passion's hands glowed black and a chaise lounge appeared. He lifted a confused brow. Passion smirked and draped herself across the lounge, her long hair dipping lazily over the edge. She looked at him with hungry eyes and she seemed to beckon him forward. Beast Boy… come here you handsome animal… she crooned and Beast Boy moved towards her. The semi-logical bit of his mind scolded him as this divine creature before him was definitely not Raven… not that Raven wasn't divine and seductive in her own mysterious way. He chose not to listen to the scolding snippet of his brain and instead moved so he was right in front of Passion.
"Don't even think about it." Raven's monotone voice sliced him in two. He blushed a beat red and turned to face her.
"I, er, it was- it was her fault!" he pointed accusingly at Passion who was looking innocently over at Raven. Raven sighed wearily.
"I don't have time for this. I'm going to die, Beast Boy, and you're over here getting seduced by one of my emotions! I really thought you might be able to help me…" she trailed off and looked away, her eyes holding a small hint of hurt in them. Passion grumbled something about terrible timing and pushy empaths before stalking off, chaise lounge disappearing as she did so. Beast Boy walked over to Raven.
"Sorry, Rae, I couldn't help it… you were, she was, I dunno…" he sighed. Raven looked over at him.
"It's… it's ok. Just, please… don't… mess with her anymore. She's still part of me and… I can feel every ounce of passion Passion was putting forth. I don't need that kind of stress."
"That stresses you?" Beast Boy inquired. "Does it stress you because you… have feelings for me?" there was a little more hope in his voice then had been intended to come out. Raven turned to him violently.
"No! I, I do NOT have feelings for you and don't even think of mentioning such an atrocity again!" she bellowed. Beast Boy looked hurt. Had she sounded too harsh? Raven hung her head. "Sorry… I didn't mean it… like that…" she looked away and began to walk silently away. BB followed. He wanted to help her in every way possible.
Glance
A single soul,
A feeble scream,
Floating like a fading dream.
Release a spirit so untarnished,
Pleading to be left unharnessed,
With a single glance.
Author's Note: I'l try to upate faster, blaze-firestorm, but here ya go. WingsofaRaven, this was PAssion's big chappie but you'll meet Innocense soon ;p luv you all! I beg you to review!
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