My Season 4 - VOL. III
Reunion, Part 2
The 6th Teen Titans Fanscript – Fanfic Adaptation
By RavenStar
Author's Note: The plot of "Reunion" is as follows: Jinx has switched sides. Slade has returned. Terra's back. What could possibly happen to the Titans next? Then Raven gets a visitor. Let the nightmare begin.
Note #1: OneLine appears briefly in Part 3, as well as do four other fancharacters I created for my first fanscript – villains called The Writer, The Director, The Cameraman, and The Producer. The fanscript those three characters has been adapted and posted up here – it is my story "Behind The Scenes."
Note #2: "Reunion" draws HEAVILY from the 80's comics. ALL of Reunion, Part 1 is dialogue, with no fight scenes – the only fights in Part 1 are arguments. It might seem boring for some people, but trust, all of it will pay off in the end.
ACT ONE
Arella had joined Jinx, comforting Raven from her nightmare. "Same nightmare, Raven?" Jinx asked.
Raven nodded frantically. "Only now it's getting more vivid..."
Jinx calmly grinned and ran her fingers through Raven's hair. "Calm down, Raven. Just - one question: Has Arella told us everything?"
Raven smirked. "No."
Arella sighed. "Yes, well - I guess it's time that we all sat around the campfire again..".
"Hey," Jinx said to Raven, "You're smiling. You know that?"
Raven looked at Arella. "Mother, let's go." Arella nodded. They all started out of the room.
"Oh yeah –" Jinx noted. "I - need to tell you guys something too - after Arella finishes."
Raven and Arella looked at her oddly. Raven smiled smugly.
"Guess I'm not the only one who's got some hidden secrets about their past..."
"Hey, if you're being honest about you - I should be honest about me - right?" asked Jinx.
Raven nodded.
Arella was sitting in the middle of the couch, flanked by Jinx and Raven. Around the rest of the couch sat the rest of the Titans: Robin, Starfire, Terra, Beast Boy, and Cyborg.
"Now," continued Arella, "as you know from yesterday, when I told Trigon I was going to have a child, he showed me the true monster that he was, and cast me out of his dimension back to Earth - leaving me abandoned again. And, you know from what I said yesterday that, knowing I was going to have the child of that demon, I tried to destroy myself. Now, this is where I pick up my story:"
A pregnant Angela Roth was lying against the wall of an alleyway, breathing heavily.
"And, as you know, as I was about to go through with my attempt - I was saved."
A dimensional portal suddenly opened in the alleyway – a portal bathed in a golden, glowing, soothing and warm light. Angela jumped back. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" But the figure who emerged was no demon. It was a man – dressed in a hooded cloak exactly like Raven's - except that it was grey.
"He was from Azarath..."
The man in the portal extended his hands. "Come..."
"Y-you're not a demon, are you?" Angela asked, frightened.
The man in the portal chuckled. "No. I am from Azarath. It is a dimension of peace. Come..."
Angela hesitated for a moment—then she took his hand. They both disappeared into the glow of the portal.
In the golden light, Angela appeared. Juris, the man in the portal, stepped out of the portal behind her.
"It was beautiful - glorious marblestreets and golden columns... Gorgeous blue-green skies and crimson clouds..."
Angela gaped at Azarath - a stunning sight. All its sculptures and architecture were like the Greeks and the Romans - but as if the only thing the Greeks and Romans worshipped were birds. Birds, bird beaks, bird's legs - everything involving a bird was somewhere in some piece of architecture.
All the inhabitants of Azarath wore the same hooded cloaks like Raven's, except that like Juris', theirs were grey.
"Where am I?" asked Angela. "I've never seen a place like this before. Am I dreaming?"
A man approached her. "Allow me to introduce you to Azarath, Angela Roth. I am Coman, of the High Council of Azarath. Right now, we are resided in the Temple Azarath."
Angela looked around. "Where is this place?"
"Azarath is a dimension which exists between all dimensions. Long ago, we fled the violence of Earth and came here to live in eternal peace." Coman put his hood down. He was an old man. Bald head. White beard. But he looked very wise. "We ask you, stay. Begin your life anew here in Azarath...to Even take anew a name most befitting of you: Arella, that which means "The Messenger Angel.""
"But why?" Angela asked him. "Why me? Why bring me here?"
"Because of the child." Coman's tone of voice became slightly more serious. "Mankind must be protected from the Wrath of Trigon."
Arella looked at the Titans. "It was the last time I set foot on Earth - until I came back yesterday. And it was in Azarath that Raven was born."
"But on the day she was, Azarath was changed - forever."
A baby's crying pierced the stillness of the Azarathian air.
And instantly, the dimension descended into chaos. The whole place shook like a madman. Buildings cracked in two. Columns crumbled. The sky turned black. Lightning cracked like a whip. Thunder roared like a lion. People were screaming everywhere.
And everyone in Azarath held on for their lives as the chaos spread throughout all of the dimension.
"The sweet smell of Gossamer became the pungent odor of brimstone...Azarath shook violently. Buildings were toppled. Others were partially destroyed. Peace—oh, well now... Peace turned into fear."
People clung to ledges and balconies, gripping them with all their strength, their eyes wide with fright.
"There was no doubt about it, though - Trigon's mark had been left on Azarath. It would never look the same again."
Beast Boy was confused. "Wait, why did everything change? Being born wouldn't do something like that!"
Terra nodded. "I agree with Beast Boy - there's no way your birth was the cause of that, Raven. No way in-"
"Well, it did, Terra." Raven looked annoyed, but her voice didn't sound it. "I'm Trigon's daughter. He is a part of me – whether I like it or not."
"Whoah...that's not cool," said Beast Boy.
There was an awkward silence. Everyone looked around at each other.
"So, uhmmm - what happened next, then?" asked Cyborg, breaking the silence.
"Yes," added Starfire, "please, as disheartening as this story may be, I still wish to know more of this Trigon character, for I believe all of us must know more about him."
Raven sighed. "There's not really much more to know about him, Starfire. He's evil. Pure evil. There's nothing about him that's remotely sympathetic."
Cyborg couldn't believe it. "So what you're basically saying is – if Trigon ever makes it here - we'll—
"—have lost a friend again. Me." Raven looked away.
Like toddlers told Santa Claus doesn't exist, all the Titans' faces DROPPED like stones. They all looked down.
Beast Boy was shocked. "Dude..."
"Raven," said Robin, looking back up, "last night you said Trigon is presently trapped in a N-Ne-Netter-"
"-Netherverse, yes." Raven corrected him. "How he was trapped in there, I honestly don't know."
"So, wait - do we go after him or what?" asked Beast Boy.
"Beast Boy," said Raven, "we're telling you this in case something happens in the future. Right now, there's nothing to go after."
KEE-RASH! A flying figure crashed through the windows and grabbed Arella before any of the Titans could react, and leaped out of the following window - flying away with Arella in hand.
Cyborg jumped up. "Well, we could go after that!"
Raven was already halfway out the window. Jinx followed.
"Wait! Jinx! You can't fly!" Raven screamed.
Jinx jumped out the window, backflipped - and in one swift move, she slipped off her metal hair bands, allowing her long pink hair to flow out behind her in the wind. She threw some hexes at the metal bands. They merged and flattened into a sort of chrome disc – which Jinx calmly landed on delicately. She was flying by Raven's side, her long pink hair billowing, in not much time. She smiled at Raven. "I'm full of surprises."
Meanwhile, the figure who snatched Arella had landed on the oil rig. As Raven landed, she was shocked at who the figure was.
"Slade?"
Jinx ran up.
"Let Arella go, Dad."
END ACT ONE
