"So you say he's shown schizophrenic symptoms?" The gray, balding doctor said, snapping on rubber gloves. He picked up a thick file and began reading. Then he smiled. "A Teen Titan, eh?"
"I do not know of this 'schizophrenic symptoms' but he has been talking to himself, and making threats to me, and himself, and" Starfire began.
"Yes, yes, I've seen it all before. How long has this be going on?" The doctor frowned, flipping through the file pages. Starfire screwed up her face in concentration.
"I first saw it after-" Starfire stopped. Was she supposed to tell that Raven left? The doctor raised an eyebrow.
"After his girlfriend left him," Starfire finished lamely. "About the twenty-second hour of the day."
"And it was so severe-" The doctor tapped his fingers lightly on the file case.
"I had to make him unconcious to travel here," Starfire finished sadly. The doctor nodded, pity in his eyes.
"We'll need to give him some minor medications; Do some tests; Manual things like that. For now he'll have to stay here. Don't worry, dear. I'm sure, in due time, he'll be back to normal. Even better, perhaps!" The old man cackled. Starfire's face still reflected fear.
"Now, now. Don't you worry, sweetheart, maybe you should go wait in the waiting room, eh?"
"Yes... Perhaps I should..." Starfire sighed slowly, tears stinging her emerald eyes. The hunched doctor helped her out the door.
Starfire turned around, thin arms gripping the doctor's clean white sleeves. "Thank you, sir. Thank you for helping me."
The doctor nodded, smiling sadly. Starfire took one last look at him, then walked out.
.oOo.
"Doctor Richards? Sir?" A feeble, sandy-haired volunteer peeped out. "Do you have-Hey, are you okay?"
The gray man looked up, sadness in his eyes. "You know, I've only lost one paitient in fourty-three years?" He said it as a question, as a statement. The volunteer nodded.
"I think I'm about to lose another."
.oOo.
I slowly open my eyes, they weighing more than I could imagine. I'm no longer in that horrible, dark, gray place. This time, I'm in Raven's room. Before I can wonder what horror awaits me, I hear a knock at the door. Raven walks up to it, smiling widely. She never smiled like that with me.
"Robin," Raven breathes. "You're here." I can hear the excitement in her voice, the love she rarely showed with me. I walk over to the door, my heart weighing more than the heaviest rock.
"Raven..." Robin whispers. Raven's smile grows.
"Yes?" I see her lean towards Robin, and anger bleeds through me.
"Nothing... It's just... You're so beautiful," He says, closing the tiny space between them. I can't stand watching this. I turn away, tears of hate bubbling in my eyes.
"Oh, Robin," Raven coos. I whip around, hating it all along. I see Raven running her fingers through Robin's hair, and I feel sick with disgust. I can feel sweat soak through my clothes, anger prickling my skin like tiny, sharp needles, drawing blood with each stab. Robin smiles, and leans in to kiss her. They're an inch away when I slam my fist into his face. But it does nothing. My hand goes through Robin's head. Bewildered, I stare at my wrists. My hands are gone. I try to morph into a bird andfly out of here, but can't. I can't morph. My hands are gone. I don't know what kind of sick world Raven put me in, but I wish I was anywhere but here.
"Can you believe Beast Boy still doesn't know about us?" I hear Raven say, pulling back a little. "It's been five months, already."
"Pathetic, really," Robin says back. I grit my teeth so hard I can practically feel them cracking in their enamel-coated coverings. They kiss again, and I can't stand it anymore.
Screaming my lungs out into the black night, I now know what true pain feels like.
.oOo.
"The night awaits you, Victor. Wreck havoc and misery, pain and anger, suffering among the worthless. They deserve it. You know it."
"STOP! Please, shut up!" Cyborg yelled weakly, his hoarse voice cracking. Thick metal bars strapped him down to a cold, metal table, wires attached to the little human skin he still had. Frowning, wrinkled, little doctors walked around, their voices melting into some kind of sick music.
"Not good signals I'm getting."
"Looks like an internal virus!"
"Have you ever seen something like this?"
"We can't possibly operate, can we?"
"Listen! Doctors!" A blonde woman called out. Hearing this, the doctors quieted. She was obviously their leader. "We will continue to run tests. If, in fact, he has an internal virus, we must re-wire his systems. If he does not, we'll give him the normal medications."
"But Doctor Simms, this is not a normal human! If we re-wire him, we may disrupt his human qualities! If he gets medications, will that affect his non-human ones?" A particularly hairy man spoke out. The blonde doctor looked out sadly at him.
"That, I do not know. This is my first case with a hybrid. After the test results come in, I'll have to make my decision. But for now, we wait," The doctor commanded. She took a chair next to Cyborg.
"What's wrong with you?" She murmured to him. Cyborg looked at her with his large hazelnut eye.
"I don't know."
.oOo.
The waiting room was humid, too humid, sticky, and had a stench that reminded Starfire of vomit. Which wouldn't be too hard to imagine, with all the screaming toddlers running around, their faces green with illness. She spotted a lone chair in the back, next to a sobbing redhead. Most people avoided her.
"Ma'am? Are you alright?" Starfire questioned, her caring nature making her speak. The woman, lines of age splattered over her pretty face, looked up at her. Her jaw trembled, and then the tears returned.
"My... My daughter... Was killed... Murdered..." The poor woman sobbed, putting her head in her hands. Starfire gasped, and put an arm around her. She could practically feel this woman's pain, it was so deep.
"I'm so very sorry," Starfire sniffed. "I hope the horrible murderer is caught."
"She was seventeen," The woman cried softly, rubbing her eyes. Soon she was back to sobbing. "You're not supposed to die when you're seventeen!"
Starfire didn't know what to say, so she just rubbed the woman's back.
"Who are you?" The woman snapped, her head shooting up. Starfire looked agast, and recoiled her arm."Coming in here, like you own the place!"
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again," Starfire said warily, tired of being yelled at. She got up out of her chair.
"No! Please, I'm sorry," The woman cried, grabbing Starfire's arm. "I-I didn't mean it... It's just... Since my daughter d-d-died, I've just been so paranoid. I mean I think everyone's after me, and-"
"I know of this paranoia," Starfire said sadly, slowly. "One of my best friends is dating my other best friend, and always thinks she is cheating on him, he's always fighting with her, and now she's gone. I do not know why."
"Oh, no," The woman scolded. "That's not right, fighting at such a young age. I'm sure your friend will be back soon. I remember when I ran away once. I was gone for about three hours." She smiled faintly, a reminder of better days. Starfire also smiled, though all she felt like doing was crying.
"Yes," Starfire said, convincing herself more than the woman next to her, "I'm sure she'll be back soon."
But in her heart, she knew Raven would not come back.
.oOo.
"Hey," A smooth, loving voice called out. "Beast Boy. It's me. Wake up."
Beast Boy didn't open his eyes, instead shutting them tightly and muttering non-understandable things under his breath. "No. It's not you."
"No. It's not Raven. It's a part of her. The good part," The lavender-cloaked Raven urged, shaking Beast Boy gently, wrapping an arm around him.
Beast Boy tenderly opened one eye. "Where am I?"
"The violet room," Raven said bitterly, her grip on Beast Boy tightening.
"What?" Beast Boy snapped, pushing Raven's arm off of him. "I'm where?"
"The violet room. The room where Raven puts her unruly emotions. Everyone has been here at least once. She only lets us out when she wants to," The emotion continued, gesturing around to the-true-to-its-name room. It was painted violet, with no decoration whatsoever. Plain violet. Lots of it. There was a door, but it had a thick silver lock chained to its doorknob.
Beast Boy sat there for a moment, taking it all in. "So... What emotion are you?" Beast Boy said, looking around the room.
"Love," She said simply. Beast Boy slowly turned his head to her. "I've been here a lot."
Beast Boy's eyes got large and sympathetic. "I'm sorry she keeps you locked up in here."
Love's face brightened, if only a bit. "Thank you, Beast Boy."
A moment of thoughtful silence filled the room, and then Love spoke out again.
"You know, Raven isn't a bad person," Love said casually, looking at Beast Boy. Just being in the same room with her made him feel more at ease, more... well... loved.
"I know."
"You're so sweet sometimes, Beast Boy," Love whispered, stroking his cheek with a slender finger. He shivered at the touch.
"Are you just saying that?" Beast Boy whispered back, not really caring if she did or didn't.
"I think you're the best thing that's ever happened to this room," Love smiled, wrapping her arms around him. "You're the best thing that's happened to Raven."
"I don't think so," Beast Boy snorted. His tone was light, but his eyes were full of despair. Once again, he pushed her away. "Don't you think she-er-you love Robin more?"
Love's face fell. She stared down into her lap, fingering her cloak. "That's the thing," Love began, chewing at her lower lip. "I don't know."
"What do you mean, I don't know!" Beast Boy shouted, getting up off of the violet floor. "You're supposed to say me! Beast Boy! Not Robin!"
"Oh, God, please don't yell. I-I just can't think like this," Love stammered, herchin trembling. Beast Boy let out a deep breath.
"I'm sorry."
"No, no! I should be sorry! I don't know how this happened! I never used to love Robin! I-I don't think I do... But still... A part of me wants to... A part of me tells me to..." Love yelled, covering her face with her hands. "I'm complicated. Raven's complicated. What she-I-feel might be just a minor spark, or-"
"Well you shouldn't have any sparks! I'm her boyfriend, for Christ's sake! Please, just tell me what I want to hear right now. I don't care if it's true or not. I just can't take anymore of this."
Love didn't respond at once. But then, after a moment of painful silence, she spoke. "I can't lie. Love-true love-it doesn't lie." Love took a deep breath.
"Raven loves"
The padlocked door burst open.
.oOo.
(Author's Note:
Hey guys!
Thank you sooo much for reviewing!
Tosses out bran muffins in every direction. One hits me in the head.-
Oh hey I just wanted to say I'm not a Robin/Raven person. So yeah, even though this story has some rav/rob stuff, it's a
bb/rae story at heart!
Uggggh I hate the ending! Well, I don't hate it... But it's not my favorite...
Uhh... I'd say more but...
I gotta go do my homework and sorry its short but I try, and uh, yeah, ok.
Byeeeeeeeeee!)
