Broken Lines Of Silver
Author: ChristinaRoss
Disclaimer: I do no own the Teen Titans or any of their characters. I do own Amie.
Author's Notes: Well, the replies to reviews fits nicely down below, so I'll keep them there. It seems to solve my cramped problem. Oh and warning! This chapter has a small rape scene, nothing really graphic because I'm afraid my "sexual" writing may be crappy but I haven't tried yet, maybe later. Also, because rape is kind of a touchy, painful and disturbing topic to write about so I don't want a lot of details on it. But the allusion is certainly there. Oh and finally a tiny, itty, bitty yuri part shows up. Nothing big, not yet at least… so just be a little warned. It may be a small scene but it will have BIG repercussions muhahaha! So if you think you'll be bothered, just skip over the bold and hospital scenes. Well, Read, Review, and most importantly, Enjoy!
Chapter 6:
Shattered Dreams
The room was silent except for the sounds of machinery beeping, indicating their proper function, and a lone monotone voice echoing quietly in the blank space.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos," Raven chanted as she levitated in her usual meditative position. She remained in the bright room by herself, the only other being there, unconscious. The others were tired and reluctantly trailed off to bed, after much reasoning from the logical girl. She assured them that Amie would be fine without all of them crowding over her and that she herself would stay by just in case. She was the best choice to do so, never getting much sleep anyways so her body and mind was used to such abuse, and she did promise the fallen girl that she wouldn't leave her and she always stuck to her promises. So, she waited patiently for any sign of life emitting from the filled medical bed, while keeping focus on her meditation practices. She slowly let her eyelids fall, slowing down her breathing and fully relaxing. It had been quite an interesting day.
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"Where were you, my pet?" purred the soothing yet vile voice from her worst fear looming above her as she rested on the ground, silver eyes filling with tears.
"I… I…" she stuttered trying to answer him before his rage boiled over and he attacked her again. But it was too late. Before she could satisfy the man with an excuse and begged for mercy, he had her by the arm, forcing her to stand.
"I don't want to hear it! There will be no sound coming from those sweet lips of yours, understood?" She sadly nodded, dropping her terrified gaze off of his hateful one. "Don't look away when I'm talking to you," he ordered, not raising his voice but she could tell his anger was rising. "Have we forgotten our manners already? Everything I've taught you just slipping out of your mind? That makes me look like a bad teacher and I don't like looking bad." He slapped her hard across the right side of her face with his free left hand. She held in a cry, obeying his command of her silence. He grinned viscously, his face still hidden in the shadows, covered by some sort of mask. Without warning, he threw her to the floor. She slid across the small, dark chamber, hitting her head against the far wall. He paced himself towards the wounded girl, taking his time because he knew she couldn't escape from him now and he loved to feed off her growing terror.
He reached his prey and bent down beside her, while she moaned and lifted a hand to her head, feeling the damage. He clutched her wrist, positioned on her brow, and demanded her attention. She placed her spiteful gaze upon him and braced herself for another beating.
I can take another beating just so long as he's not in the mood to…
She failed to stifle back a whimper, and the man chuckled at her pathetic attempt. "Take of your clothes," he instructed plainly, "and meet me in my chamber. I have a yearning for a good fight right about now." He smirked and walked away, kicking dust at her with the back of his boot's heel, leaving the girl to undress herself for his own pleasures.
The battered girl sat alone in the dark, slowly and reluctantly undoing her blouses buttons one by one. She fumbled with the small, plastic disks, her hands greatly shaking and her fingers too nimble to obey.
Oh God no. Not this again. Anything but this.
After forcing herself to move quicker, the petit brunette entered her nightmare. She lightly stepped into the beast's lair and was engulfed by complete darkness. She found her way to the large bed, feeling the soft, betraying sheets against her exposed skin. She was unfortunately very familiar with the bedroom, able to shift around without bumping into anything, despite the gloom. Sir always kept the lights off, telling her that she was too disgusting to look upon and he couldn't bear to lay his eyes on any part of her.
The vulnerable girl perched herself onto the bed, awaiting her 'privileges' as he called them. She huddled her legs in close to her body, rocking back and forth, covering as much flesh as she could from peeking out. Her muscles stiffened as the door opened, revealing the shadowy figure, sauntering straight towards her. She bit her lower lip, preventing her from screaming and didn't waver from her protective cocoon shape.
"Come now, my ferocious Silver Tigress, show me some of that anger I know you have bottled up. Don't make me beat it out of you," he pleaded, rubbing her shoulder seductively.
She lashed out at him, scratching his naked chest with her sharpened, claw-like fingernails. She knew that was what he wanted, he needed, to feel aroused, but she couldn't help it, her hatred for him overwhelming her senses causing her to react instantaneously.
"Good," he praised, overpowering her and pinning her body to the bed. He lowered his face close to hers, her nose scrunching as she felt his hot breath on her cheek. "Look at yourself," he whispered in her ear. "You're absolutely repulsive. You don't deserve to live. You're just lucky I'm so generous. But do you appreciate it? No. Instead you run off, leaving me to try and hunt you back down. Well, you can't get away from me that easily, my dear. You must now plead for my forgiveness. I want to hear you beg for it."
Tears streamed down the pale girl's face, as she tried to fight him off, kicking with her loose legs, his body weighing down atop her. He held her arms above her head with one hand and was stroking her face and hair with the other. He was too strong for her to handle but she still resisted, yelling, "Get off of me! I hate you! I hate you! You sick bastard!" Her shouting only encouraged her attacker further and he grinded his hairy thighs into her smooth ones.
"Come on, beg for it. I know you want to. Beg and it'll be easier on you."
She knew he was lying but her body was too weak from fighting him off for such a prolonged period of time that she couldn't oppose him any longer. She caved, crying out, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please… Please forgive me. I am unworthy. I deserve it all. Please forgive me. I am sorry." She launched forward, locking tight lips together in a desperate kiss, hoping it would please him and help her cause.
He pulled away bitterly as if her lips were poisoned and they were stinging his. He spat the girl's saliva back at her, soaking her drained face. "No," he hissed coldly and he finished up with what he intended to do, raping the girl for another time; destroying what little remaining innocence she had left.
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The limp body let out a small, agonized moan, components reviving themselves, moving slightly from their extended rest. The floating form shot her eyes open at sudden realization of the awakening patient. Raven hovered over to the bed's side, placing her pastel hands on the metal rail, set up for safety reasons. As Raven opened her mouth to speak, the still comatose girl's limbs flew wildly, banging against the bed, hitting Raven lightly a couple of times. Panic-stricken, Raven sprawled her body diagonally across the girl's, trying to pin her down and prevent her from doing any damage.
"Amie, calm down," she soothed. "Can you hear me? It's alright. You need to calm down. You're going to hurt yourself." It was no use; her pleas could not penetrate the lashing girl's thoughts.
Raven was having a difficult time controlling the young woman's erratic behaviour. Letting go of one of the legs she was holding down, Raven flipped open her communicator, ultimately regretting doing so. The now free leg kicked her hard in her stomach and she coughed painfully.
"What is it?" Robin asked on the other line, hearing the scuffle in the background. "Is there a problem?"
"Ugh… Just Amie… She's… kind of waking up… I could use some help here," she grunted in response. She closed the yellow, circular device and repositioned her holds on the feisty, petit brunette.
Damn, she's strong for her size.
Raven was losing the battle when she heard an ear-piercing scream secreted from Amie's clenched mouth, "Get off me! I hate you! I hate you! You sick bastard!"
"I will… ugh… if you just calm down," Raven promised, tightening her hold even more so.
With that, the angered shape relaxed, pools forming within the closed eyes, and Raven released her grasp on the girl. She hunched over the sobbing corpse, close to her face, studying it for any more signs of life. The lying form cried out, Raven not startled at all by the sudden outburst, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please… Please forgive me. I am unworthy. I deserve it all. Please forgive me. I am sorry." What happened next, did however startle the sorceress. The unconscious figure rose from her embedded spot and pressed her lips firmly against the poor, unsuspecting heroine. Raven couldn't pull away, forced into a fixed seal by the hand on the back of her neck, hauling her closer and tighter into her. Raven's eyes went wide, as she tried to awaken the kisser, wanting to scream at her to cease this profound confusion. Her speech turned into only muffles inside the other girl's mouth.
A few lip-locking moments later, which seemed like grueling hours for Raven, Amie's silver eyes shot open in shock. She immediately liberated the distraught teen from her grasp and pulled back herself, pushing her back against the stacked pillows on the medical bed. "Oh my…" she exclaimed, her face giving off a sickly glow. "I am so sorry, Raven. I didn't… I mean I was… I thought you were someone else. Ugh… I'm such an idiot."
She tucked her knees in close to her chest, cradling herself in her usual manner. She sobbed quietly to herself, digging her face into the nook of her arm. Raven stood a distance off, after being shoved away in a panicked hurry. She reached out a hand to comfort the girl but felt a little awkward herself with the action.
Oh boy. This is awkward.
What have I done? Now they'll all hate me and kick me out of their home and I'll have to go back to that monster!
The eerie silence between the two girls was disrupted as all four other Titans came bursting through the door. The two frozen figures turned to the bustling bodies at the doorway, each paralyzed.
"Where's the trouble?" Robin asked eagerly, wanting in on some action of his own. He surveyed the cramped room, disappointment flashing on his face briefly at the realization that the dilemma was over. Raven and Amie's petrified faces peaked his interest though. "Are you guys alright? It looks like you've two seen a ghost or something."
Raven nodded slowly, her eyes still wide and staring off into the blank space directly in front of her amethyst eyes. She didn't say a word, her lips too stiff to move, overly used from what they were accustomed to. She missed another comment made by Robin, his voice slipping past her ears. Snap out of it. Act natural, for Amie's sake. She feels bad enough as it is without you reacting so petrified of the weird situation. It wasn't her fault. Snap out of it! She shook her head, concentrating on the present and the questioning stares she was receiving.
"Everything's fine," she reassured, attempting to keep her voice in its usual monotone state, making sure everyone had settled out of offensive mode. "It was just a slight…" she searched her mind for the right word, tossing out horrible choices, until she found a reasonable solution, "disturbance as Amie was having a nightmare. Right, Amie?" She glanced over at the only other witness, wanting her to confirm her explanation.
Amie's crying had ceased but she maintained her comforting hug around her bent knees. She stifled an affirmative, "Uh huh," to Raven's story and sighed deeply.
Robin knew there was something that the two mysterious women weren't telling him but he decided to let it slide… for now.
Starfire floated in the room, appearing pretty confused at what was going on, determining that she would question someone about it later, perhaps Robin.
Beast Boy had his own suspicions, brushing of few after more carefully considering Raven as one of the participants.
Cyborg also noticed that things weren't quite right but figured it was safer to stay out of other people's business.
After much reassurance of her good health and her need for some rest, the four clueless teens headed back to their rooms for their own much needed sleep, due to the hustle so early in the morning. Raven and Amie were left in the quiet room all alone again.
Raven turned to Amie, who was sitting up now, dangling her feet over the edge of the bed, her legs too short to touch the ground. The dark mistress coughed uneasily and sat down beside her, a no too close, comfortable distance away from her. Amie kept her eyes downcast, staring at a white tile on the ground. She didn't want to say anything, she felt so embarrassed as it was, but she knew that Raven was going to bring up the topic.
She was right. Raven cleared her throat and began, "Hey, it's okay, about earlier I mean, when you…" she slouched, not able to bring herself to actually say what happened, not for the emotionally fragile girl's sake but for her own, "I know you didn't do that on purpose. You were just having a nightmare and your body was acting it out. Let's just never speak of it again, okay? So, we can just both go to bed and act like nothing happened." She regained her posture and stood, walking towards the exit.
A small coo from behind her stopped Raven dead in her tracks. "Raven?" the voice requested her attention again.
"Yeah?" Raven replied dryly, spinning on her heel to face the once again shy-like girl.
"Umm…" Was I that repulsive? "Never mind," she managed to slip it. She hates me. I know it was an accident and probably felt weird to her, but did she have to seem so disgusted about what happened? It was a mistake, wasn't it? She joined Raven, standing up straight beside her, hiding her insecurity with a small, hopeful smile. The pair of them walked out of the medical lab, Raven flipping the lights off as they exited, and they separated into their own rooms for the night upon saying their final 'Goodnights'.
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For the third time in the last two days, Robin leaned over the conference table, his teammates occupying the lining seats, their attention focused on their leader. "Let's keep this quick," he announced, "before Amie wakes up." He cleared his throat and continued on to the issue he had to discuss, "Well, despite our early departure last night, I think the plan is going well."
"Well?" Beast Boy interjected. "But the guy didn't even show up!"
Robin pinched the bridge of his nose with his gloved thumb and index finger. "I know," he mumbled back. "But even so, he must know by now that she's still out there, nearby, and I bet he's pissed off. Like all villains, he'll come knocking soon enough."
"So we wait?" Raven inquired.
"Ooh… I do not have the patience to wait," Starfire wailed.
Robin tired to calm his agitated friends, "I know it's boring and you're all getting restless just lounging around the tower but it's not any different than any other time we're in between criminals. We always have to wait for them to act first before we can put them away."
Cyborg spoke up, dictating a thought he previously had, "It's been pretty quite lately though. Nobody else has attacked in a while."
"Yeah, I know," Robin noted. I need to blow off some steam myself. I guess I'll train after the meeting breaks. "Something tells me that our newfound peace won't last much longer anyways. Besides, there's plenty to do in the tower, like training, watching TV, fixing things, reading… uh… anyways, you get my point. So everyone just be prepared though if something does pop up and remember to make sure Amie feels welcomed and comfortable. After that fainting, I'm even more so worried about her."
Cyborg grunted to himself quietly as he stood with the rest, getting up to leave the room and make some alterations to some of his new projects. I warned you that dragging her out in public would be a bad idea.
Raven pulled Beast Boy back into the meeting room just as everyone else spread apart. He gulped at being yanked by the collar of his suit and gasped for air. "Hey! What's the big deal?" he exclaimed, angry with her for the abuse. She absent-mindedly intimidated him against the wall, her still face not showing any emotions.
"Listen," she started. "Don't even think about doing anything stupid with Amie."
"What are you talking about?" he defended. "If you should be lecturing anybody, which you shouldn't be, it would be Robin. He's the one who's so obviously in love with the girl."
"Oh, I'm going to have a talk with him later too. But for now… I saw your little fishy face at the club last night."
The changeling started to sweat, rubbing his hands nervously. "You did?" he uttered. "Well, I was just doing my job, okay?" he shot back. "I was looking for any suspicious people."
"And did you happen to find any up Amie's skirt?" she countered.
Beast Boy's eyes shifted to the exit, wishing he could dash past his interrogator and flee the painful situation. He kept his eyes on the doorway, as he answered, "No. I was just… ah…"
"Right. That's what I thought. I'll let this one slide for now but remember, I'm watching you."
Without turning back, the embarrassed green being fled the scene. Sheesh. Why does Raven seem to care so much about Amie now? She doesn't care about anybody.
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Starfire hovered beside the worn punching bag, as the spiked combater continued to beat upon it. Her face was no longer cheerful, but showed off her worried, curious feelings. As Robin landed a fierce some sidekick against the bag, causing it to swing hard in the opposite direction, Starfire stated, "Perhaps I am just too ignorant in your Earth emotions, but I did not understand what happened with Amie and Raven earlier this morning and why they were behaving in such a peculiar manner. Possibly you could explain it to me?"
Robin didn't bother to stop his training, hearing Amie's name making him want to pound the sack harder, imagining it was all of her fears and he was going to destroy them for her. "Sorry, Star. I can't really explain it myself. In all honesty, I don't know what's with those two but I know something's up. Maybe we'll find out later."
Starfire nodded her understanding and lowered onto the ground, feeling more at ease now that she knew she wasn't the only one who didn't comprehend past occurrences.
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Amie stood once again outside Raven's bedroom, doing the same thing only a mere twenty-four hours ago. I know she said to not mention it again but I really should explain. She's the one I feel most comfortable with and if I lose her as a friend or things are too awkward between us, I don't know what I'll do. She knocked lightly on the door. There was no response. She knocked harder this time, saying Raven's name as she did. Still nothing. Guess she's somewhere else then. Maybe I'll come back later. As she turned to walk away, the door slid open. She spun, expecting to confront the dark sorceress but was instead only met by a glowing darkness. Damn sensors. I'll never get used to them. She hesitated moving, unsure if she should intrude into the other girl's room. Should I? I mean she could have just not heard me knocking. But if she really didn't want to be disturbed or wasn't there, if she found out I came in uninvited… She'd hate me even more. Her mind debated over the matter for several seconds until curiosity had gotten the better of her. She slowly placed a foot into the unknown territory, feeling a force drawing her further into the chamber.
"Raven?" she asked, part of her hoping the girl wasn't around and the other praying she was. Her voice echoed off the empty walls, radiating in the hollow room. Once silence returned to her ears, Amie noticed a slight hissing sound. It was coming from the bathroom and its door was closed which Amie hadn't realized before. Oops. I guess she's in the shower. I'll just leave then before she even knows I was here. She rotated around to leave, walking briskly until something glittering in the low candlelight caught her eye.
Under a pile of books, a silver handle glistened. She stepped towards it, looking over her shoulder to make sure she could still hear the water running and the door remained closed. She positioned her hot, sweaty hand on the cool metal, lifting it gently from underneath the small tower of books. She raised it up to her eye level and studied the mirror before her. The frame was covered in curvaceous etchings and small, embedded jewels. Her reflection stared back at her and a sudden wave of disgust fell over her. Look at yourself. You're absolutely repulsive. No! You don't deserve to live. And now you're all alone. Everyone hates you. Just look. How could anyone possibly like you? No. She replaced the mirror back down onto the desk, feeling an unexpected hate towards it. She slammed it harder than she intended to, hearing a faint cracking. Her heart sank, fearing and dreading what she had just done. Oh God no. Please… Please don't be broken.
She reluctantly turned over the mirror again, staring at the pane of glass, a thin, tiny crack running across it. Her mind raced with her heart's pace, picking up speed with every nerve raking moment. Uh oh. She'll notice this… Wait! Maybe she won't. It's so small and… It was an accident. I didn't mean to… I could just put it back under the books and walk away. If she asks, I could deny the whole thing… She probably doesn't even use it… I could buy a new one… Or a new pane of glass and fix it myself when she's gone… Yeah. I'll put it back for now and come back to fix it later. Hopefully she won't look at it until then…
The anxious brunette heard the shower stopping behind her. Feeling petrified, she returned the fractured mirror to its original position and zoomed out of the room, closing the door behind her. Stay calm. You'll fix it.
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"Oh my sweet Silver Tigress, what trouble are we getting ourselves into now?"
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raerob4ever: Ooh! I shall update soon only because you asked, but the added pleasantry of it is bonus! So I send double thanks to you for the review and the please, I like please, it's such a nice word. But who is to say Amie has powers? (raises eyebrow inquisitively) But then again who's to she doesn't? (repeats previous action) You shall see and all will be revealed soon enough… maybe. Dum dum dummmm! Thanks so much and please review again, it motivates me!
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Rabid-Gouki817: Yup, I wanted Amie to have some amazing hidden skill that would blow the Titans away and singing just seemed most convenient and workable. I hope my poor attempts as describing her performance was okay, I don't sing myself (I'm bad at it lol) so I hope it sounded good. That Beast Boy is a troublemaker. Well you can speculate if you want to, but I'm glad you keep coming back for more. Thanks for another Excellent review!
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DBZmotoko: Alrighty! (I'm trying to use new words instead of Hourra and Ooh all the time, bear with me here.) I'm super rocking awesomely (again trying new things) pleased that you think every chapter is getting better and better, as I said before I have my doubts. But if you say they're all good then I am happy and I trust your judgment. And I'm very… hmm… need a new word… to the thesaurus! Aha! I am very delighted that my story is suspenseful, I try for it to be and it is! Thanks a whole bunches!
silverfox: Awesome! Another person to join my cult… I mean group of readers… yes… that's what I meant to say… (looks around nervously). I believe in a personal touch, I know I get happy and excited when I read one, even if it's not for me! Yeah, I love any kind of Raven and/or yuri story. And I'm sad that you're sad. But wow, I appreciate the comment of me should've started writing sooner (that came out awkward sounding)! I'm thrilled to hear that I'm keeping with the characters because I'm afraid I might end up wandering by mistake. Don't worry I shall keep it up, and thank you greatly!