Howls of Night
By CrazyDeafGirl
Summary: Something had happened. Nobody knows what. But a small girl holds the key to the secret, the secret of five teenagers…
Disclaimer: If I can't think up a funny disclaimer, then how could I own the Teen Titans?
I did say I'm sorry about the short chappie! This one's way longer than the first one!
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"WOLF TERRORS" The headlines screamed at people passing by. A young man, around the age of 25, stopped by the newspaper. Upon a glance, he looks young, without a worry in the world. Yet his blue eyes betray him. They shone with pain and with incredible sadness, a sadness unbound.
Raking his hand through his jet-black hair, the man frowned slightly as his eyes scanned the headlines on the paper. Seeing a chance to earn more money, the man selling papers piped up, "Sir, would you like to buy it? It's only fifty cents, with an addition cost of two dollars!" The young man looked up at the fat man.
"Two dollars and fifty cents? Fine." Pulling out three dollars, the young man took a copy. Saying, "Keep the change," The man left an extremely happy man behind.
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Newspaper tucked away under his arm, the young man paused before an apartment door. Getting out a key, he opened the door and stepped in. Turning on the light, he sighed.
"Would you please stop turning off the light?" His question was directed at a pale woman sitting on the couch. The woman has a thin face with sunken cheeks (a result of high cheekbones,) and a large forehead. The young man ignored the piercing dark blue eyes of the woman as he tossed the newspaper on her lap.
Her lavender hair tumbled down over her shoulders as she bent her head to read the paper. After a moment, she looked up, the blood-red jewel in her forehead blazing, blue eyes cold, at the man. This is new? The woman spoke softly, her gravelly inhuman voice clearly heard. The young man replied,
"Of course, Raven. Look at the date." The woman, named Raven, was silent as she pulled her long hair away from her face. She just sat there, silent, until she spoke.
I believe that Victor and Koriand'r would want to see this. The young man sighed as he said,
"Yeah, I guess so. But… oh, never mind. Vic! Kory! Get your butts in here a.s.a.p.!" The man stood there waiting for those two when a huge black man around 26 and a golden woman about 24- the same age as the pale woman- entered the room.
"What's up?" The golden woman asked, her abnormal green eyes staring… at something, but nobody knows what. The black man clearly was mourning, for his tears spilled unheeded. Raven looked at him as she softly said,
Victor? Are you… doing well? The black man, apparently Victor, glared at her, his eyes answering. Raven nodded. I see. Koriand'r, Richard has something to show to you and Victor. The golden woman, Koriand'r, glanced at the young man as she flipped her red curly hair over her shoulder.
"Oh? Is that so?" She asked, looking at the young man- Richard- while Vic looked down at the floor. Richard nodded as he handed Kory the newspaper. "Is this new, Dick?" She asked after reading the headlines. Vic grunted.
"Ya, look at the date. It's new." He said, reading the headlines. "What the hell? What is this?" He demanded, sounding angry. Dick sighed.
"I don't know. But that means somebody knows."
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Well, do you know what they're talking about? Wanna guess? Please review! (Of course, flames accepted)