The demons are gathering,
And water is becoming blood
The ice is thinner here,
The pain greater here
Blindly,
I stumble
This isn't how it was supposed to be
This isn't how I wanted it.
Why was I born a demon?
Why did The weight of Raven's destiny fall on me?
Why am I still here?
The flames should have taken me long ago.
Why is the pain still with me?
Why is life still with me?
Blindly and without a cause or a goal, she stumbled onward. The smoke made it almost impossible for her to breath, but, maybe it was better that way. Maybe it would be okay if she gave up. There was no point in going on and yet, driven by an unclear goal, she did. Flame and glass bit at her legs and feet, but she didn't feel the pain. Why did they all have to die? It was all because of her. Why hadn't she just died that day four years ago? With a pang, she remember that today was the day of her birth. She was the last titan who was alive to grow. She knew that her love for Beast Boy and Robin had only been teen love, but she still couldn't bear it. Then again, what would you expect from a fourteen year old who had only just discovered what it felt like to love. There was that time... don't think about him! But she did. She could never forget him.
Her hair was no longer purple and her eyes were now gray. Her powers were gone as Trigon had no further use for her and could use her powers himself.
She sighed, but all that came out was a croak. Soon she would die. There was no water left and everything was shimmering from the heat.
"Robin? Beast Boy? Where are you? Why can't you help me? Why can't you summon me to Heaven or to hell?" She croaked.
Everything was silent except the sound of shattering glass and falling steel; the sound of flame and death.
"Why!" She shouted, not noticing a small teardrop slowly rolling down her burnt and cut cheek. "Wolf, get a hold of yourself." Why was she crying now? This was only the third time in her life that she had cried. The Second had been because of Beast Boy, her beloved, being killed, the third was now. The first... "If you think don't about him... it'll be all right." She muttered.
The first time had been when she was ten, before she was banished from Azarath. One night she had returned to her room to find her best and only friend, as well as the boy that she loved, slaughtered, blood pooled around him. He had been the only family that she had had, besides Raven, but Wolf hardly ever saw her older sister then. The boy, named Julian, had been part demon like herself. Since then, she kept to herself. Nobody knew about Julian, at least, that she loved him. She never told anyone about him, about how she had loved him and she knew that now, she never would. Who was there to tell?
Is there anyone out there?
Can anyone hear me?
Does anyone want to?
Why does love have to be so painful?
Why must I fight my mind every night?
Everything was for him
Every breath and step
Was for him
Living on a false hope
and a fading memory
Too many traps
have closed on my feet
Too many lies
Too many scars
Are any of my memories real?
Is there anything to live for anymore?
A grave yard of shattered glass and twisted metals was all that was left. Would it be her grave yard as well? Her final resting place? It seemed that every moment, something else was torn away.
Nothing seemed right anymore. How could she have caused all this, and so easily?
"it's over now Wolf" She said, trying to comfort herself. How could she do this? How could she create a world of flames, burning away the last traces of life? "Where are you!"
For a moment, all she could hear was the sound of flames and steel crashing to the ground, but then, as clear as his voice had been only hours before, when he had been alive, the voice of Robin spoke to her. "It'll be okay Wolf," said his spirit voice, his translucent hand on her shoulder, "It's okay Wolf. You still can bring us all back."
She looked up at him. He had changed so much, but maybe that was just the fact that he was now a ghost
"You don't get it!" She screamed "I don't even have my powers anymore! Look at me!"
"Wolf..."
"Don't you see! It's over, Robin! It's all over! Nothing's left! They won, when are you going to accept it!" She shouted, "The world is dead, Robin! Covered in a sea of lava, and I am to be queen of this barren wasteland."
He looked at her, wishing he could make it all better, but he knew he couldn't; he couldn't even offer a comforting hug.
"Why can't you come back? I miss you, the real you."
"I-I..." Robin was cut off by an explosion in the distance and as Wolf looked away, the form of the now dead boy wonder turned first to mist, then to nothing.
Why me? Wolf wondered. What's happened? How did I cause it? I don't want to be alone anymore, but even the demons have fallen. The planet is nothing more than an ocean of lava. A place of loss and sadness, covered by scarlet blood.
What is this place,
This place that I once called my home.
How could I cause this?
Why?
Tears, blood and sweat,
I can't tell the difference anymore
All the pain,
For what?
She sighed. I just don't understand
Why did she have to be the only one left? Why did she have to be the only survivor?
"Because you can bring them all back." Said a strange voice from behind her.
"Raven...?" Wolf asked quietly. Why was all of this happening?
Raven dissapered before Wolf turned around, leaving the blood covered girl to ponder her sisters words.
"I JUST CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" Wolf screamed, with hints of madness and sadness in her voice. Grabbing a knife that was laying on the ground nearby and thrust it into her throat and felt the warm blood roll down to her chest. She gulped and dropped the now red knife. "This is driving me insane."
Off in the distance, she heard someone cough weakly. What human could survive this?
Whoever it was, it was someone. She ran over as fast as she could, at the moment, in her state, was no faster than a slow walk.
"Help" Moaned a male voice "Make it stop. It hurts... make it stop"
Her heart went out to him, whoever he was. She didn't really care who he was, or about his past; all that mattered about him right now was that he was a survivor. But how could he survive? I'm a demon and I used to be one of the most powerful beings in the universe and I hardly lived through this. He's human! She paused her thoughts for a second I think...
"Where are you?" she called, despite the pain in her dry throat
A breeze blew her silky brown hair away from blood stained, tear covered cheeks; her slate colored eyes full of hate and pain, and yet even after so long, hints of life everywhere. Her body, so battered that she found it almost impossible to stand. But some how, with the sound of the boy's voice, she drew energy from corners of her being and she trudged onward, step by painful step, blood drop by blood drop.
Nearby, a large pile of boulders collasped suddenly, no longer able to support their own weight.
Pebbles flew everywhere; a small boulder smashed into her upper arm and instantly shattered the bone, but still, she half dragged herself across the wasteland that was once Earth.
She felt no pain.
Pain was long gone, along with all other feelings, except her determination to keep walking.
Nothing could have stopped her now, not even her own death.
Somehow,
This place,
This place where I walk,
What is it?
It isn't home,
But it isn't not home either
You can't tell me I did this
But somehow, I know that I did
You can't tell me,
All this started because I wouldn't die,
That one day,
I went mad,
That one day,
I broke free of one evil,
And fell into another's grasp,
My own.
You can't tell me that it all started with a kiss
You can't let me go on like this,
But you do.
How can this place be my creation?
How can it not be?
How can you let me stumble onwards?
Sumbling without a goal,
Letting blood pool around my feet,
Why won't you stop me!
How heartless can you be?
How much evil can this world take?
How evil can you be?
How much worse can this get?
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