Disclaimer: I'll never own the Teen Titans, but then again- neither will you.
Summery: There's really not much to tell that you already haven't read in the story. Read on please- chapter 2 is FINALLY up.
((Chapter 2))
"She was so pretty"
"Attraction and Lust- Oh how it plays a Part,
In digging the knife of despair deeper into the wound of the heart."
-BitterSweetArtist14-
4-10-03
His first true love had been Terra. Her golden hair, her bright smile…. to him she was the definition of beauty. The way she laughed- the way she joked…she was his world. At all times she was his comic- almost an identical match to him in all ways. With a share of emotions- they both found out that a fondness for each other was even more than they shared.
So they dated- the couple, seemingly in love. Beast Boy was head over heels for her, and she was in love as well. He swore to her his love would last forever, as he presented her with a silver heart shaped box; this a token of his affection.
But his love could not have lasted forever- it is true of the world that nothing ever really does. She betrayed him- she stabbed him the back. An alliance with Slade, and a cruel smile later, she helped to destroy the Teen Titans, and take control of the city.
His heart was broken, and shattered into pieces. He would not dare to love again, nor would he ever forgive her.
Reconciliation came to her however, despite his promise. In a last desperate act- she gave her life to all of them- and killed Slade with her uncontrollable powers. With his demise, came her own. Her final act was her last- as her own powers turned her into what she had so previously controlled; solid rock. Life in a way can be so ironic. Poetic Justice? Beast Boy thought not. He, as well as the other Titans, mourned their loss.
But in spite of this- He had never really gotten over Terra, the girl he had fallen madly in love with. And even though she sat- coated in rock- most probably stuck that way forever; His heart longed for her.
Would she ever be freed from her rock prison? The Titans all hoped so- but deep down, Beast Boy knew the truth; She would probably never be human ever again.
But his heart didn't want to move on, he didn't want to move on. If he did, would he be betraying the girl he had once loved? Would he ultimately be hurting her in the end?
All of these questions plagued him- but in the end, it wasn't his mind that decided; it was his heart. Unknowingly, he fell in love with another. But this time- she was the complete and total opposite of Beast Boy, and She was far more difficult to understand than Terra.
She was so complex, and so mystifying that even all of the other Titans had trouble understanding her. She was the dark Raven. Emotionless, baffling, gloomy, yet stunning, her powers were intense, along with her sharp tongue. Untouchable was what she could be described as more or less- and this was what warded Beast Boy away.
Nevertheless Something about Raven confused Beast Boy- perplexed him, puzzled him, and yet intrigued him. It drew him near her, even as she constantly pushed him away – and left him always wanting to know more. It pushed him to the point that he wanted to know who the real Raven was- not the emotionless dark girl who hid away in her room most of the time.
But this feat Beast Boy took on was impracticable- all a person had to do was look at StarFire and recognize how getting close to Raven was nearly impossible. Even after understanding Raven more when they had to work together to defeat the Puppet king- StarFire still really didn't completely know Raven. Beast Boy had already asked her about this.
'I'll never get close to her…' he moaned to himself as he rolled out of his bed and onto the dirty trash laden floor. And although it was hard to tell, light shined into his room from his window just barely. Morning had come.
'God I really need to clean this place…' he mumbled, picking a candy wrapper from out of his hair and throwing it aside. Sluggishly, he fumbled to find his clothes and after a slight struggle, slide them on. Empty pop cans were strewn across the floor and numerous pizza boxes cluttered the walkway from his bed to his door.
His mind dazed and foggy from his recent deep sleep, Beast Boy had trouble finding his door to the Titans Tower main hallway, and even when he finally did- he fell onto the floor outside of it, tripping on the threshold. It could be said that grace and dexterity were both far from his presence.
"Upppphhh…" he said muffled through the carpet, his face still flat on the floor. 'This is definitely not going to be a good day.' Not only was Beast Boy tired, restless, dazed and hungry, he had also just had another one of his never-ending dreams about Raven- the kind of dream he was getting sick of having.
Carefully, Beast Boy picked himself off of the floor, and trudged down the hallway, his heels dragging.
He was ad disgrace, How could he even bear to show his face, when he; a renowned Teen Titan, defender of Jump City, could barely bring himself to talk to one girl? Why was he so afraid to talk to her? What was it about Raven that made him so nervous, and so hesitant? Perhaps it was the fact that he inwardly felt guilty about even liking her. Was he betraying Terra?
Beast Boy let out a long sigh as he turned into the Titans living room, and then from there to the Kitchen. He opened the fridge, and took out a carton of soymilk that he then proceeded to guzzle down in a series of gulps.
It wasn't his fault he couldn't talk to Raven about how he felt about her. If she wasn't so damn negative, and if she didn't push him away so much he wouldn't have a problem. But Raven always tore him down with one of her negative, pessimistic, hurtful, sarcastic comments. Didn't she understand how much it hurt him when she spoke to him that way?
From the Kitchen Beats Boy walked over and sat on the couch- slouching in posture and obviously depressed. Why did Raven hate him so much? Why did she treat him like shit?
But the answers eluded him. Beast Boy turned on the T.V. and didn't bother to turn down the volume as it blared loudly. He flicked through numerous channels until Cyborg walked into the room and sat down next to him, looking at him expectantly.
"So…" Cyborg started as he cleared his throat. "How did it go?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Beast Boy replied in a monotone voice.
"Well didn't you go?" Cyborg pressed.
"Sure I did man," Beast Boy shot out quickly.
"Well then….."
"Well then what! What am I supposed to say? I didn't even go man- how could I? I sent Robin Okay?" Beast Boy snapped as he threw the controller. He got up and stalked off, embarrassed, angry, and ashamed, leaving a very confused Cyborg bewildered and startled.
(Meanwhile…In Ravens Room)
It was morning- Raven looked up from her bed and noticed a sliver of sunlight showing through her dark curtains. No matter how hard she tried, total darkness never blocked out the sunlight here. A dull ache streamed through out her whole body- as she rolled over in her bed and sighed.
She hadn't really degraded herself to crying last night- had she? Memories from the day before suddenly resurfaced in her mind as she lifted her head and looked at the chaos around her. Toppled shelves of books, broken shards of pottery, and books lying everywhere told her all too much. She had lost control. The image of herself so carefully collected and composed was shattered- just like her mirror that lay feet away.
Tangled and ripped sheets lay under her, and her pillows which had once been so vigilantly been placed in order on her once made bed, laid on the floor- torn to shreds. Next to them, a fallen lamp rested, broken into two pieces.
"My God…" Raven whispered aloud, shock present on her face. How could all of this have happened? Hadn't she meditated just yesterday?
No. She remembered alarmingly, as a new memory crept into her mind. She was about to yesterday- in fact she was in the middle of a day long session, when she had seen something so terrible… so horrendous…that she had lost control.
New images flashed in her mind, unbearable and wounding. They cut deep into her mind, and her heart, replaying over and over.
He had his arms around her. Wrapped around her waist- through her hair- she was practically part of him, they were so close. And what had made Raven almost sick to her stomach, almost ready to hurl was what she had seen them doing. They were kissing.
Robin and StarFire- had been kissing. But it hadn't just been a quick peck on the check or lips; No it had been much worse. They were full on making out.
It was in that moment Raven had been buried alive with emotions. She should have known the two were close. She should have known that only time would tell when they took the next step. But Raven hadn't been ready for this reality check. Her heart wasn't ready for this deep gash that stung so hurtfully.
'But despite this- I must remain in control,' Raven concluded, finally rising from her bed. Last night had been her mistake- she had not been prepared to see what she had witnessed.
'But I will be next time…' She promised her self as she began to use her powers clean up the mess that plagued her room. She dressed quickly- and placed all of her books where they had once been. Meditation was the only answer to all of this- she needed to regain control over herself, her powers, and her mind.
She began to levitate in the air in her old position- closing her eyes to concentrate. But minutes into the session- she stopped chanting, and opened one of her eyes wide. A Faint click from the far side of her room had caught her attention.
Quickly she stood, and scanned her room. Something was not right. Sure enough- the ventilation shaft above her clamored, and a figure slide out, draped by darkness. "Who are you?" Raven said angrily as she stepped forward, ready to attack.
"Don't you mean- who are WE?" It asked cackling. It's body split- and twelve identical copies formed. Raven was out numbered now- 12 to 1.
"Azarath…Mentrion….Zin-" But she could not continue her chant. Before she knew it- all twelve of the mysterious figures jumped on top of her and ambushed her. She tried to kick- and tried to punch her way out, but there were too many of them.
"Stop struggling!" one of them hissed from the darkness. A damp rag is stuffed in her face- and tight bindings are tied around her wrists and legs. Raven tried to not breath into the rag- suspecting it was loaded with some kind of knockout gas or liquid. But her body gave in- and she was knocked unconscious. Of course she was right; the rag was drenched in Chloroform.
Authors Note:
PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING:
Um Kay- so there it is Folks, Chapter 2 of Ravens Despair. It took awhile to re-write it, only because I've gotten kind of wrapped up in typing out the two new chapters for my other stories- OWAICD, and EN. (Abbreviated "Oh what an Illusion can do", and "Endless Nights".) Unfortunately, both of these poor stories have gotten less reviews than I would have hoped. :cries: And after all the work I put into those two too! Jeez- I tell you- a writer gets no respect.
For those of you who already know how the story goes from here- don't be too hasty. I'm thinking of changing a few things around, (such as the identity of Ravens captor we introduce in Chapter 3). Because of recent Teen Titans Episodes I've been forced to change this. I mean- would it make sense to have Slade kidnap Raven when he is already taunting her in the most recent episode- "The Prophecy"? And sadly he's working for someone else now- Trigon.
REVIEWERS- ALSO READ THE FOLLOWING:
Oh and to address another issue you all seem to have; The Ending. IT'S STAYING THE SAME BIRDBRAINS! There is nothing you can do to get me to change the ending. I repeat- there is NOTHING you can do to change my mind about this. So whoever you are, Anonymous reader #5, stop annoying me about this subject!
:annoyed: Review. Just freaking Review.
See you in the Ninth level of Hell-
BitterSweetArtist14-
