Well, heres part 2. I wrote this a while ago as well, and isn't quite up to my current standards. When I get to part 4, you'll see better work.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, and more than likely, never will.


Returned Curse

Part. 2


Your wall is fading.

No it's not.

I know it is. Stop denying.

I'm not denying anything.

I know you more than anyone else.

No one knows me.

Ah, but you told me everything.

You told me everything as well.

But Raven, all that was fake. Just played.

Liar.

You are the one who is the liar. You've been lying to yourself.

I don't lie. I know truth.


Battles like this were often, ending with the villain being caught and sent to jail. We knew that somehow, some way, they will eventually break free or escape. But that was why we were the Titans. To put those villains back in jail, regardless of how many times they've escaped. We never got paid for our work, but we didn't mind. It was our sworn duty to protect the city and its inhabitants. And we didn't take that lightly.

The fight was harsh, creating many scratches in my soft pale skin. But the dirt and cuts could easily be removed with a warm shower. I welcomed showers just as much as I did quiet. Being in the water like that, it just seemed like it could wash away my worries as well as the dirt. But yet I still know that a simple shower couldn't even wash away my troubles. Malchior was pushing me way too far, to a point that was now becoming unbearable. Although nobody noticed, when I was engaged in battle, I wasn't only fighting the villain, but I was fighting him back out of my mind. He was threatening me the whole time, trying to take more confidence away from me. I didn't let him, just for the sake of my friends. I didn't know how long I could keep him under the control anymore, I was just wearing tired.

Just as predicted, the rain had gotten harder, and was turning into a raging storm. The loud clashes of thunder were heard from all parts of the tower, shaking it and making everything tremble in its presence. The lightning was dancing wildly among the cloud covered sky, making everything look like an image from a horror story. I was quickly floating through the many halls of Titans Tower in order to reach my room. My room was a place where I could meditate, sometimes even without disturbance. A place where I could be alone, and think. I kept my room isolated in order to keep everyone else out, so that they wouldn't get a hold of anything that wasn't meant to be seen by others eyes. If they were to find such objects, results were unpredictable. I was now at my door, the familiar door that was easily recognized with its bold letters stating "Raven." I slowly slid it open, to savor the familiar smell that would flow into my face. I closed my eyes relieved I had finally reached my destination. I leisurely opened them to view the familiar décor or my room.

But no.

That's not what I saw. I ran halfway in and fell onto my knees, taking in my surroundings. Everything was knocked over, strewn apart and sprawled all over my floor. All my books were lying open and thrown onto my flooring, causing my room to get an even more incompetent appearance. I let my eyes scan over my room until I reached my window. It was broken, and the remains of it lay in shatters on the floor. Whoever broke into here must've gotten in and out of it. The only question was why had whoever was in here only gone in my room? None of the other Titans rooms were destroyed. What was it the break-in wanted? Then I realized what the vandal could of have destroyed or taken. I didn't even want to see what was missing. I was petrified of what the outcomes could be. They could of destroyed my mirror of emotions, taken my spell ingredients. But what about…his book…? My thoughts trailed off as I realized what more could be missing. "No." I cried. "NO!" I screamed sitting up on my knees. This couldn't be real. I needed to find the others, I needed their help desperately.


Another short chapter, as I said, part 4 is better . So, hopefully some of you will review.