A/N: Ok, Heres part 3. This story ought to get better by part 4, as parts 1,2, and 3 were written a while back.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, or any of the characters. And more than likely never will ;;
Rebound Nightmares
Part 3
I'm almost free.
You're not even close.
I'm closer than you think.
You're not even near me.
Open your mind, then you'll know.
I'm not that dumb, you're not getting out.
Then tell me how you managed to free me before.
That was in the past, we gain knowledge from past mistakes.
This doesn't mean I'm not going to force my freedom now.
Stop It! I'm not letting you out! I won't fall for anything like that! Not again…
I slowly scanned my eyes over my room. Everything had been put back together, and cleaned. It looked like it had before, if not better. Robin, nor anyone else, had a solution as to who had vandalized my room. Let truth be told, neither did I. I hadn't a clue. My friends told me to sleep in the main room, on the couch tonight. They didn't want the vandal to get a hold of me. They cared about me, and I cared about them…they were almost like family. I was slowly floating through the many hallways of Titans Tower letting my mind wander onto many random subjects, but it kept on running into what had happened in my room.
The moon was casting its gallant rays through the enormous windows, creating an illuminating sheet of dust atop of anything the rays could devour. The moon lay in the sky, shrouded in the darkness that was bestowed around it. Despite the many stars, it was the only source of light in the cold dark sky. But aside the light it gave off, the size and color were diverse, instead of casting a golden or sallow effect, it gave off more of a blue, a crystal blue in fact. An unusual event to spectate, an extraordinary event to partake in viewing, once in a blue moon.
I slowly drew my legs underneath the blankets Beast Boy had set out for me, preparing for bed at last. It had been a long day, and I was growing weary. Not only out of exhaustion, but of the continuing war that was taking part in my mind. Malchior wanted freedom, I knew it, and he couldn't fool me. He wanted to reign this world, as so he had thousands of years ago. I closed my eyes, not wanting to think about this topic anymore. What I truly should be thinking about was who or what was in my room. I needed to know so I could prevent it from happening again. Before I even was able to think of that, I found that I had fallen into a silent sleep. Slipping into my dreams…
I breathed in, then choked, coughing wildly holding my neck. My chest was heaving from a terrible feeling that was spreading through my body. I am an empath anyway, and I sensed a disturbance within here. What was this place? I looked at around me, but then I looked at my feet. My world suddenly became hazy and confused. It felt like my insides were being squeezed, put into a tiny box. I wanted to vomit, but I still couldn't breathe right. For what I saw, wasn't only by my feet, but everywhere. Covering the ground, surrounding me. Bodies. Tons, maybe millions, dead bodies. Victims of his simple enjoyment. I was choking, because the air was consumed with the stench of blood. "Just a dream" I said to myself trying to reassure none of this was real.
"You wish it was a dream." I heard a menacing voice echo throughout the blood filled land.
"It is a dream!" I yelled louder, my voice booming, filling every corner in this world.
"So naïve. Trying to be negative to the truth are you?" The voice laughed tauntingly.
"I know the truth! This is a dream!" I yelled louder breaking the silence
"Oh child, didn't you know? You're different." The voice became closer, then suddenly, out of the darkness, two staggering red eyes came into view. A red so deep, it was blood red.
"You're dreams can be a reality!" The voice yelled as its body was gaining height, rising higher and higher. I knew who this was.
"You." I stated flatly. It was Malchior.
"And your dreams can be a nightmare!" He said laughing at me.
Before I could throw another insult back at him, he grabbed me, picking me up in his firm claws. I struggled trying to release his grasp on me, but with no avail.
"Child, you can't escape you can't escape the truth." He smiled as his teeth grew larger, protruding from his mouth.
"But I can escape a lie!" I yelled as I summoned upon my magic, creating black auras around my hands.
"Don't fight me, there's no point. This is the end." He roared as he lowered his hand that was once holding me in front of his face. From his mouth, an orb of blazing inferno began to form, a burning ball of heat that was set ablaze. "No." I said closing my eyes, realizing I had no hope. A single tear rolled down my cheek, as the orb was released growing bigger as it sped down rapidly at an impulse. It was aimed at my heart. But it never hit, instead I heard something else…glass shattering?
My eyes suddenly shot open, revealing my occupation in the main room of Titans Tower. I was alive…but Malchior, he was about to. It wasn't a dream. I looked at my cloak that had torn edges, and my shoes were splashed with blood. I'd have to change my clothes later. But what about the glass? Then I realized, it had probably come from my room.
I turned into my soul self, creating a projection of a Raven. I was rapidly soaring through the doors and walls in order to get to my room. I reached my door, and changed back into my more human form. My door slid open, as my hands glowed with the black aura once more. My eyes darted around my room, only to stop at my window. In front of my window, in front of that huge blue moon, stood a silhouette so familiar, a silhouette of a man, a silhouette of him.
Yay! Theres Part 3, and 4 is on the way! Hopefully some of you may review...
