Hey, it hasn't been awhile since I last posted, but since I hate it when authors take awhile to post, I churnin' out chapters as fast as I can. Now I'm kind of glad for that three day waiting limit. Gave me time to get this...I promise these chapters will be longer. Just be warned, every now and then, the focus goes to some one else for a while. So here it is, chapter 2, aftermath anguish.
Disclaimer- I don't own the Teen Titans, but I wish I do, but I wish I owned Bill Gates' money...
Robin woke up to the sound something exploding somewhere in the Tower. He looked at his clock, his eyes wary behind his mask. He realized it was 10. Can't believe I slept that long... He though.
His dreams had steadily worsened as the night went on, each time a horrible thing happening to another one of the Titans. All the while, Slade was their, laughing sadistically at their pain.
Robin slowly pulled himself out of bed, his head and heart still hammering from the constant barrage of nightmares. Robin looked down at himself, as he felt something...strange. His clothes were ripped up, and there was blood caked inside and out of his clothes. He would DEFENITLY ask Raven if she could help, if these continued to go on. He had been having these dreams for a while, about five days, but none of them had been close to those he had during the night...two more nights of this, and it was off to Raven.
Robin walked to his closet, rummaging around for some clothes. He just threw on another on of his uniforms, careful not to rip off the blood. He walked slowly to his door, shot an angry look at his Slade wall, and walked out of his room, and quietly walked down stairs.
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"You ain't gonna pass me, you ain't gonna....AH! You PASSED ME!" Cyborg yelled from the sofa, playing a racing game on the Gamestation with Beast Boy, who let out a triumphant yell.
"WO-HO! I beat ya! Go Beast Boy, Go Beast Boy, GO!" Beast Boy chanted, as he jumped up and danced on the sofa. A teapot next to Raven exploded, as she glared at Beast Boy, who glowed black for a moment, before being abruptly thrown off the couch. Beast Boy landed head first on the floor, his eyes spinning.
Cyborg looked behind him, at Beast Boy on the ground, and laughed. "That's what ya get for gonnin' against me BB!" He looked up at Raven. "Thanks Rav!" Raven just shot Cyborg a death glare.
Raven's eyes continued to shot daggers at Cyborg. Starfire let out a shriek and held up a yellow mustard bottle. She brought it up to her lips, and drank deeply from it.
Raven rolled her eyes, as she got up from the table, the broken teapot left behind, as the table collapsed. She started to go up the stairs, cursing under her breath for losing control. She noticed Robin coming down the stairs. She gave him a blank look masking the emotions she was feeling for him, and headed for the roof to meditate. Truth was, she was worried about Robin. She had heard him trashing around, and moaning during the night. But she just kept it to herself. If he needed her help, he would ask her, not the other way around.
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Robin finally made his way downstairs, Raven's look completely gone from his mind. He was just wondering how the other Titans would try to get back at him, for his little episode last night.
Beast Boy had gotten back up, and was playing Gamestation with Cyborg. They were playing 'Doomed for Life, 4.' Starfire had her back turned towards him. If he could just get to the fridge, he would be all right.
Starfire decided to turn around, just as Robin reached the fridge. "ROBIN!!!" she yelled, running up to him, and rapping him up in a big hug. "How was your sleep? Did you continue to have mares of the night?"
Robin pushed away from her, a slight blush touching his cheeks. "I think you mean nightmares Starfire...I had a better rest after that, and I didn't have anymore nightmares." He lied quietly, just barely above a whisper. Why did she have to do this, especially the one time he didn't want to be caught down stairs?
Beast Boy hit the pause button, before looking behind him, his stupidest look on his face. "Yeah, did itty-bitty Roby-waby have more nightmary-waries?" He asked in a babyish voice. Robin's face turned red, his eyes narrowing at Beast Boy, as he growled at him, a vein pulsing in Robin's forehead.
Cyborg and Beast Boy fell on the floor laughing, knocking the controls on the floor. Their laughing rocked the Tower. Robin growled a "shut up" towards them, just as Starfire opened her mouth, covering up his comment.
"Was that supposed to be some sort of a 'joke'?" She asked, truly confused. Robin, in his dark mood thought that she was mocking him like the other two. He growled, as he ripped open the fridge door, grabbed some pizza, and slammed the door shut, rattling the Tower once more. He sprinted up the steps, his anger obvious.
Beast Boy and Cyborg looked at each other, and shrugged, before going back at killing each other in their game. "Booya!" Cyborg yelled, as he killed Beast Boy.
"AAAwww, dude, not again!" Beast Boy moaned, their laughing fit apparently forgotten, as the game began to destroy their brain cells once more.
Starfire followed Robin with her eyes as he stormed up the steps. She quickly drank the rest of her mustard, and threw it, hitting Beast Boy in the head.
"What was THAT for?!?" he yelled again, rubbing the back of his head.
Starfire did not answer, just went up the steps quickly, hoping that Robin was not mad at her.
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Robin reached his room, slamming his door shut behind him. He flopped himself on his bead, and quickly inhaled the food he brought up with him. His eyes drifted to his Slade-infested wall, as his mind began to think dark thoughts...
Man, your going CRAZY! Get rid of yourself before you end up hurting someone. This is FIVE DAYS IN A ROW!...another part of his mind began to speak. Maybe Slade's doing this...he did something like this before...right?... then another voice. Cyborg's probably right...I've just been stressed, and have Slade on the brain...the first voice spoke again, CRAZY!!!
His thoughts continued to argue, before Robin stood up, and threw the pizza box at his wall in a fit of rage. He yelled, as he ran toward the Slade wall, and punched his cracked Slade mask. He ran to the center of his room, grabbing his table, throwing it at his Slade wall. With each strike, he roared, each one getting louder than before.
Robin continued to trash his room, his dark demeanor growing darker with every passing second. Soon, there was only to recognizable thing in his room. His Slade wall was still very much intact, except for the mask, which Robin was staring at, an all-consuming hate filling his eyes. His bed also remained mostly intact. A curtain of darkness, as dark as he felt, swallowed the rest of his room.
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Starfire made it upstairs just in time to hear Robin and all of the destruction that he was making echo through the halls. A look of pain started to cross her face. She didn't know how long this was going on for, she just knew Robin was in pain. A tear escaped her eye. Please, what is the matter with our friend? Make this stop...
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Raven was on the roof, meditating, when she felt Robin's anguish. This feeling made her gasp, as her eyes shot opened. If the dreams stop...he should be all right, right? she asked herself. She knew how long these dreams had been going on. Each night, as she worked on her magic, she could feel his pain, radiating out from him. People were easier to figure out as they slept, or so she though so. If his dreams don't stop soon, I'll check on him, and make sure they DO. She ended her thoughts there, as she closed her eyes, and forced herself to meditate.
Well that's it for now. I hope you like it. Please review, I like knowing what you think about my stories. I'm done with my rough draft of chapter three, which is about six or seven pages long. Until then...
