Crimson
(part 1)
Her eyes pulsated with an unchanging pure wash of golden yellow, their depth stretched into the infinite and yet the intensity in which they focused on to him was transfixing and enthralling. The diamonds absorbed the light that resonated from her exposed flesh and reflected it back in a dancing array of sparkling illuminations. The sweet smell of dark earth and crushed vegetation grew more pungent as the beautiful goddess of the earth leaned ever closer down to his face, and when she touched him he felt the warmth of the sun backed rocks that lay upon the white shores against his skin. Reality melted away and all that was left was the vision of her reaching down toward him, she represented all the beauty in the world that was hidden beneath the pain and corruption brought on by the evil that lives within us all. Beast Boy felt his own hands rising up to grasp her body tight to his, he longed for her touch to wash away the blood from his hands and the nightmares from his dreams.
Then the eyes that starred deeply back into his own changed, they blinked in surprise and the brilliant glow imitating from their center dimmed slightly. The looks of longing vanish and Beast Boy saw horror overtake the fetchers of the one he loved. The hands caressing his face recoiled slowly and the goddess of the earth glanced around as if some unseen antagonist was tormenting her. Beast Boy reached after her as she rose into the air, though she took no notice, she looked around frantically now as if blinded by that which held her. Then she screamed, and all of the earth around her screamed in chorus; causing a thundering echo would that splint the deepest core of any planet. The ground shook and Beast Boy fell back against the force of her cry. The pulsations of golden light became explosions of light emitting from beneath the floating girls eyelids, her hands gripped at the side of her head and the diamonds orbiting her began to crack. Beast Boy cried out but his voice was swallowed up in the monumental roar of the imploding cavern around him. Boulders fell, rocks shattered, crags where split, and in the midst of its all the stone figure, the green boy and the golden goddess stood untouched within the fulcrum of the devastation. Then the aura haloing the earthen deity shifted, it flickered momentarily as if struggling to maintain its former benevolence then fell into a deep blood red glow. Even the eyes that once glimmered like two rising suns now burned like twin tips of a red hot blade. With a wave of the crimson being's hand the crystal wreathing her body shattered like fragile glass and flew into hundreds of translucent shards like red sparks from a broken ember.
What was once Terra looked down for a single instant at the boy lying before her, but unlike before only a cold blank stare shone on her emotionless face. Then she rose upward towards the ceiling of the cavern still amidst the speckling of red stars. Beast Boy staggered to his feet and leapt after his fleeing girl, dark green winds instantly formed from his back and pulled hard against the wind to push him after her. The red child reached the end of the open space and came to the uppermost section of the underground chamber, where she paused. Beast Boy flung him self toward her, though his hands would once again fall just ever to short. For then the rock that separated the red goddess from the upper word tore itself apart in order to free itself from its maters path. The shrapnel and wind from the escaping rock caught the wings of the green boy and flung him away from her. As Beast Boy fell into the dark cavern below he was force to watch the girl he loved transcend to a world she was meant to destroy.
Entrance
(part 2)
The gate that guarded the last of Hunters genetic labs had one of the most modern offensive security systems money could by. Dew to the last few failures in security resulting in complete destruction. Hunter's supervisors upped the cash for a protective barrier that topped that at Fort Knox. Motion detecting cameras as well as turrets where placed every twenty feet around the parameter, patrols as well as stationary guard units where deployed, with an extra unit at the front gate. Today however the front gate personnel had been reduced to four, because most of the soldiers had been drawn back within the mountain fortress for containment security.
All four of the men stood at full attention before the thick metal bar that black entrance to the lab. Cameras watched the area outside as well as the employees, so constant diligence was insured. Suddenly a sound started to fad in from the distance that caused one of the men to twitch his head and look around. It sounded something like the buzz of a large bug or the whine from an electric hedge trimmer. The others heard it but it was to fait to distinguish so the remained unmoving at attention. The nose grew quickly and steadily louder and deepened as it increased in volume. One soldiers finally turned to another and they exchanged confused glances, the source of the noise was indescribable though it had now reached sufficient volume and clarity to identify its origin. It sounded as if a small motorbike was approaching at great speed. The engine hummed and roared closer but still the road ahead of the soldiers remained empty. They raised their guns and waited for something to appear, but the long strait and non-obscured paved road remained fetcher less. Unsure what to do the men watched for another few seconds, finally one of the front men turned to his subordinate and was about to ask him to get the radio and call in the disturbance when something burst from the dense forest lining the edge of the road sending small branches and leaves in every direction like a small explosion of foliage. A red motorcycle mounted by a young wild looking teenager warring a thick utility belt and a armor plated arm brace.
Two glints of metal lanced through the air, one sunk into the neck of the foremost man and the other into the back of the head of the one that had turned to speak to the now startled remnants of the squad. Stunned by the sudden spray of blood that filled the air both security staff still standing simply starred as the bodies of their coworkers fell to the ground. The one that hadn't been asked to use the radio was suddenly struck by a flying bike helmet and flew on his back. The final man actually hid time to raise his gun, before an expandable staff and close lined him across the face as the red bike shot past. Brakes squealed and the bike slid to its side, its metal body sending yellow sparks into the air. The bike slid beneath the thick yellow bar guarding the entrance of the lab with a half an inch to spare. Once past, the bike was pulled upright and returned to its two wheels.
The cameras clicked on with the presence of unexpected movement triggering the automatic turrets. A burst of automatic fire thudded into the pavement next to the bike as it rocketed forward in a sudden burst of speed. Bullets struck the ground just behind the bike as its speed steadily amplified just enough to keep the turrets arch of fire a few inches to short. The metal staff in the riders hand scrapped across the rough pavement, grinding it to a sharp point. Double cement blocks began to rise up from their backs in an attempt to block the approaching threat, but they lifted too gradually. The bike struck them and flew over them like a ramp, sending it and its rider into the air. With no more road to push against the wheels spun uselessly in the air, and the bike slowed to a climax in the air. Torrent crouched and jumped from the bike and flung himself farther up the outer wall of the mountainous libratory. The chain of automatic fire followed his assent, sparking like flint off the hard stone.
Ripping a single grappling gun from the belt strapped about his waist Torrent aimed upward and fired just as his momentum slowed enough for the gunfire to draw a little closer. Another burst of upward speed followed and the automated turrets fell in step. Torrent shot his body up and past the point where his grapple had sunk within the mountains flesh, and finally slowed near the top of the cliff side before a single black window frame. Ripping double grapples from the belt, one in each hand Torrent planted their pointed barbs on either side of the colorless hole in the rock face. The guns internal mechanics sprung to life and catapulted the wild boy strait forward, like a metal ball from a sling shot. The tinted glass exploded inward along with the human missile that broke its surface. Torrent rolled across the carpeted floor now littered with sharp glass and stood unscathed within the final stronghold of his enemy. Now he would save Ann and find those who took her from him.