Apocalypse Chapter 1: Dreams
A wave of pain shoot through Raven's body as she was sent flying into a wall by one of the serpent like demons Brother Blood had released on the Titans.
She slowly got to her feet as the other Titans regrouped around her, trying to think of a way to make it out of this seemingly hopeless situation alive. Raven lifted her hands in the air and enchased the Titans and herself in a dome of black aura in order to buy some time.
Raven began to feel her body weaken as the stress from trying to fend off these creatures was beginning to take its toll on her. The other Titans weren't fairing any better. Cyborg was covered with claw marks that penetrated the special black amour given to them to protect against the acidic venom these creatures used, Robin had blood trickling down the side of his face as he held a badly bruised and barely conscious Starfire, and Beast Boy stood at a ready position sporting an array of bruises himself and his left arm hanging limp at his side.
Suddenly a portion of the wall opposite of the Titans burst into smoke and rubble. The smoke cleared to revealing a gapping hole in the wall and in the middle of it stood a tall and broad man, his short dark brown hair hung at the sides of his head, with a few strands falling in front of his cold emotionless face. His eyes were covered by a pair of sunglasses with a silver frame and dark blue lenses, making it impossible to see his eyes. He slowly entered the chamber, clutching two swords in his hands and the air slightly blowing back his dark navy blue trench coat, giving it the appearance of a cape. The stone look he gave the Titans as he faced their direction was enough to make the bravest of them uneasy.
To the Titans' surprise all of the creatures immediately ignored them and turned their attacks towards him. However, none of the attacks landed on target as the man dodged each one with god like speed and agility, then proceeded to tear each and every one of the creatures apart using his twin swords that were wielded with what could only be described as deadly accuracy and precision. Despite their numbers, the creatures were all lying in pieces on the floor within a matter a minutes.
The Titans were now facing his back as he slowly turned his head around in their direction. The sunglasses that he hide behind were no longer on his face, having fallen off during the battle, revealing two deep brown eyes that suddenly brightened to a piercing pale blue as he glanced over his shoulder at Raven. His gaze seemed to run through the very depths of her entire being. "He's coming!" he shouted in a warning tone.
Just then Raven sprang up in her bed covered in sweat. As she sat there she glanced over at her clock. It read 3:00am. 'How long is this going to go on?' she thought to herself. For the past week she had been having this dream, it was as if she was reliving the time her and the other Titans helped the elemental god of thunder and lightning, Akuma, destroy a hoard demons Brother Blood brought over from another dimension. The only part of this dream that was different from what really happened was when Akuma faces her and warns her of an ominous arrival. She peered across her room at a small sword that sat on her desk. It had been eleven months since her run in with Slade and her second surprise birthday party, when she got that small sword from a blindfolded man who appeared to her in her room after the party. He said he was Akuma's successor, since Akuma had apparently relinquished his immortality and status as a god for reasons unknown, and then handed her the small sheathed sword saying that if she found herself in another hopeless situation against Slade to unsheathe it in order to summon the some of the strongest aide possible. After taking the sword from him he faded away like a mist in the air.
She began to stretch her arms towards the ceiling. "Might as well get some tea while I'm up." she said as she slipped out of her sheets and slid into her dark purple robe. She entered the dark kitchen, placed a filled kettle on the stove top, then opened up the cupboard to grab a fresh tea packet from the bottom self. Just as she closed the cupboard door she heard faint mumbles coming from the couch in the main room. Cautiously she crept over to the back of the couch and peered over it to find a slumbering Beast Boy softly mumbling in his sleep. 'Some things never change' said thought shaking her head at the teen. A small smile found its way on her face as she gazed down at the changeling.
Ever since the incidents with Malchior and Adonis, Raven found herself seeing Beast Boy in a new light. Despite his goofy and immature behavior, he was much more deep and mysterious than Raven had thought possible. They had grow closer these past few months, sharing some of their thoughts, which Raven was somewhat surprised to find out that Beast Boy even had any, and just generally spending more time in each others' company.
Raven began to think back to the night her and Beast Boy had just finished watching the sunset on the roof of the tower and how afterwards she found herself asking him questions about his past. Though reluctantly, he began to tell her of his childhood in Africa, the disease that nearly killed him, how his father saved him, how the mad man that his father worked for had kidnapped him for further experiments, and then how he indirectly killed his parents when they came to save him. By the time he was done Raven could barely believe the tale she had just heard. 'Even though he acts all cheerful, he harbors a past nearly as dark as my own.' she thought.
Just as she began to walk back to the kitchen she heard him yell "No! Don't go!" She walked back over to the couch and saw that he was tossing and turning in his sleep, mumbling "Don't go. Don't go." A single tear rolled out of one of his eyes as he continued to mumble. Raven could only stand there and wonder what he could be dreaming of that was getting him so worked up. Concern filled her face as she gently placed her hand on top of his head hoping maybe her touch would calm him down. After a few seconds his movement ceased and he was once again resting peacefully. Raven grabbed a blanket at the end of the couch and draped it over him, then stood there looking down on the silent teen.
Just then the kettle began to whistle and she sprinted back into the kitchen to take it off the burner before the noise woke anybody up. After her tea was made she carried it back to her room, casually sipping it and wondering to herself what it was Beast Boy had dreamt. She finished her tea in her room, then laid back down in her bed staring at the ceiling, deep in thought, until she finally drifted back to sleep.
A/N: Well there you have it folks. This is my first ever fanfic, so PLEASE R&R. I like to hear what people think. The next chapter will be up soon so stay tuned.