Reunions: Chapter Nine- Emotions

"Guess what?" Oh no. There she was in her happy-looking cloak with her stupid grin that she always got whenever we…. she liked some guy.

"Who, or rather what, is it this time?" I groaned. It was the day before I was to enter Beast Boy's mind. It was a scary place, I could tell. I was currently in my meditation mirror, gathering my power and making all the necessary preparations. The last thing I wanted was to be bothered by Love, one of my less intelligent emotions.

"He's so cute!"

"Who?" I asked again.

"Well," she replied, staring at her feet and twisting her ankle, "I think I like someone."

"No, really. So, " I asked, again, "who's the guy? A boy I know?"

"Well, he's not technically a…" her voice trailed off, "what I mean is, uh, I'd rather not say. He's not exactly very…bright." I didn't like where this was going. She continued, "But he's real nice! And he's got a good sense of humor…sorta." Just then, a small sob resonated through my mind. Timid, in her gray cloak, was standing there, a tear running down her cheek.

"He…he…coma!" She burst out sobbing.

"There…there?" I attempted to cheer her up. "He's gonna be fine."

"But he did it for me…I mean us! He wanted to save us."

"I know," I responded, feeling even more like a mother than I already was. Once again, the silence was broken, but this time by a shriek.

"I'LL KILL HER!" Rage. Uh oh.

"Who? Kill who?"

"That idiotic, stupid, naive, powerless, weak, foolish, conniving, little…BLONDE!"

"Terra?" The name was followed by a series of howling noises.

"That's it! I'll have to get rid of her. MWAHAHA! And then, no one can ever get in my way!" Rage stormed off. Love sighed, then floated off, as if on a cloud. Timid finally left, still making little sobbing noises. Finally I was alone.

Azarath, metri-

"Salutations!" I jumped, then got back on my feet, blushing.

"Smart? What are you doing here?"

"Just thought I could help you with your present predicament."

"What do you mean?"

"Them," she said, pointing at Love, Rage, and Timid. "Do you know why they're acting so weird?"

"Maybe?"

"Well," she said matter-of-factly, "according to my calculations, all of these emotions revolve around one individual."

"Who?"

"Oh," she smirked, "I can't tell you that. It would ruin it for you. Soon enough, you will know. Just gotta sort out your true feelings." And with that she left me there, feeling stupid and confused. Oh, well. At least I'm alone.

Azarath, metrion, zyn-

"Ra-ven!" A familiar sing-song voice echoed in my head. A little too familiar, if you ask me.

"Terra? Whaddya want?" I grumbled, emerging from the mirror. "And what did I tell you about going into my room?"

"Well, it's time for you to help wake up Sleeping Dummy. And, I'm not in your room." She jumped in the doorway. "But I am now!" Smoke coming out of my ears, I ran her out of my room. I followed her into the hospital room, where BB lay on the table.

"Are you ready?" Robin and the others were already there. The inscriptions were all in place. Actually, they hadn't done a bad job, for a bunch of commoners.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I managed a weak smile. I sat in the middle of the markings. The candles were lit, and all was in place. "Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos!"

A vortex whirlpool opened in the middle of the room. Star jumped into Robin's arms. Terra screamed. If I weren't being sucked in toward the rift, I would have laughed. But the current was too strong. I finally gave in and let it drag me into another dimension.

Where am I?

I'm in a dark alley. Bad sign. Looking around, I can see a few shadows, but nothing more. Or perhaps not. One of the shadows is moving.

The shadow, which was a monster of some sort, headed toward me. I tried to fight back, but I was powerless. It was closing in on me. Suddenly, two bright lights blinded me. I shielded my eyes. The shadow creature slunk off, muttering curses. The source of the light, the headlights of a moped, skidded to a halt right in front of me.

"Jump on." The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't put a finger on it.

When there are only two choices and one of them is being eaten by a shadow creature, you take the other choice. So, although I was unsure of who Mr. Moped was, I still gave in. I hopped on, wrapped my arms around his waist for support, and allowed myself to be driven off into the night.

I still didn't know where I was.