Teen Titans: Daydreams for a Solitary Walker
Part One
Chapter One: Faith
Summary: The Titans each individually muse over what plagues their minds the most. Sometimes a good walk by yourself is just what you need to think.
A/N: Okay, I'm back with this new little vignette-y piece. Sorry I have been kind of dead lately, but I just have not had the time to do anything. Spring Break is coming up, so maybe I'll get a chance to update something along the way. Well, I hope you all like this little new pet project. Let me know what you think by pressing that little review button down at the bottom. Thanks! SCP
The fire and flames lick my feet, the heat nothing more than an icy, tingling feeling throughout my body. All of the reds and oranges dance around me, each path, each turn looking exactly the same as the last one. This fiery maze seems to never end, always consuming my thoughts and ideas. Every time I am alone, I think about that feeling of loss and despair, never fully understanding the acceptance of defeat.
I shake my head clear, or I at least try to, continuing my walk throughout the city. People pass by me, not a single one even realizing who I am, what I do, or even what I have been through. At that moment, my thoughts stray back to those burning pits and corridors of Hell and I suppress a heated shudder.
These nightmares have not invaded my sleep in some time, but I can never fully shake them. As soon as I forget about those times, one of those hellish dreams pops up and my mind is yet again consumed. Just the mere suggestion of all that pain and sorrow just cuts me to the core and then I feel completely, utterly helpless.
I look up to see a single bird flying around above me, a simple robin, and I smile to myself. The streets are deserted now and Jump City suddenly seems to be quite a peaceful place, despite the criminals I know are lurking in the shadows, waiting for that right moment to strike. I am thankful for this rare night off and I treasure the quiet moments that let me think about my life.
The sun has almost completely set beneath the horizon and I know I should be heading back. As I turn around to head back to the Tower, I am suddenly struck with a strangely elated feeling. It was as if this ordinary, silent walk has enlightened me and I find myself smiling contagiously as I walk back.
The thoughts of those hellish moments have risen again, but this time they do not create despair or even fear and helplessness. That's the good thing about the most recent memories of those hell-filled times; at the end of those scenes of eternal damnation, there is always a comforting warm light, which I know now are our friends. Also, it is the mere idea of knowing the person in those dreams exists today and is at every nook and cranny of my thoughts.
The walk home is filled with better thoughts, better memories, recent ones especially, and I know everything I did was forever worth it. All along, I was the faith, the pure, unadulterated belief that helped end that fiery destiny. No weapons, no spells, no amount of fighting….. just me….. and my convictions of hope….and faith….