Disclaimer: I don't own teen titans, I just don't! Sorry I haven't updated in forever, I got bored with the story but I promised myself that if someone asked for it to continue, I would
Chapter 9
The sun rose as the the Cyborgs had disappeared and there, sleeping with a wire protruding from his chest, was a pure white cyborg, he rubbed his head as he woke up, yawning.
Beast boy was smiling, his hand rested on ravens hip and ravens hand way laying on top of his ear and Cyborg couldn't help but cracking up. Raven was awoken by the snickering "Oh so sorry I woke you up from your groping session." Cyborg said, giggles unable to keep themselves contained escaped his mouth.
Raven grumbled pulling on her shoes and lifted her hood so that they couldn't see the bright red she was blushing. She looked at her cloak, it was completely light blue. 'And if starfire, the only person she shared the secret of the color with, didn't- '
"Oh friend Raven is in love!" she said in her usual cheery, light voice. 'too late' she thought blushing an even deeper red and tugging at the hood trying to make it cover her face.
"What?" Cyborg said not missing a chance to find something else to tease raven about. Starfire nodded. "Oh yes, when her cape turns that color it is displaying that she has feelings for another being, glorious!"
Raven tried to her best not to here but it wasn't working, the words were going through her ears like nails through wood. God she hoped they didn't ask who it was.
"So, who's the lucky guy?" Robin said with some difficulty over his yawning. 'I spoke to soon' She sighed softly "I don't wish to tell anyone," she said in a murmur looking downward, hoping that the red from her cheeks would spread throughout her cheeks.
"Oh common Rae, please tell us?" Said Cyborg in his kiss up type tone. "No!" She yelled in frustration, she rushed outside and they all shrugged and followed... where was she going?
The truth is, even Raven didn't know ... they walked for miles and soon the futuristic town faded and fire and darkness seemed to consume the area.
Flames licked the fiery darkness as if it was an endless forest fire. The ground started becoming even more narrow like they were on a floating island in the middle of a black oblivion, Robin didn't say anything, but this place severely scared him.
Snickers of demons and screaming filled the air, the faint set of rotting flesh seemed to float around, too. Starfire gripped Robin's arm tightly and Robin was so focused on the setting that he didn't even notice his arm was turning purple from loss of circulation.
Cyborg looked around anxiously, he wasn't scared... or so that's what he told himself over and over again as he looked over the edge and shuddered.
The only person who seemed unaffected besides Raven... was Beast Boy. He kept looking at her face waiting for a reaction, but none came. She just stormed on looking straight ahead, taking all the attention she owned and putting it in direction.
Or so that's how it looked...
She was really running things through her head. 'Beast Boy... My mind... My emotions... Beast Boy... My cloak... My father... The team... Beast Boy... Headache... Chakra... My mind... Beast Boy."
She rubbed her forehead, he just went through her mind about four times, and she still didn't know why. Looking over at him, his eyes widened and he looked down at the ground. Oh no, love was out of the question.
Of course she'd keep on denying she had any feelings for him, even though in the past fifteen seconds his name just went through her head about a million times... and then the "if" questions came along.
'What if I do love him? What if he hits on me? What if he doesn't love me back? Why do I feel this way? I can't love him... I don't feel anything, right? What if I'm wrong?'
Her head was screaming with questions... this had never happened before. The slightest chuckle from him now would make her heart melt.
Raven slapped her self across the face. She wasn't going to get all mushy now, Raven doesn't love anyone, Raven must always be sour, Raven is heartless. She repeated thousands of times, the stereotypes often made wanted to make her break down.
She had no dreams... and yet she didn't decide it, the people of the world did. Raven must always be dark, Raven should never smiled with out a good reason, Raven can't feel.
Raven this Raven that.
If she could, she would break out and become a totally different person, but there were to many things at stake. She sighed and ruffled her hair, it was like a law for her not to change.
Sadness had overwhelmed her, this ... also she had never felt before. She looked down at her hands, and they were shaking vigorously as a couple torches near by shattered into thousands of pieces.
She closed her eyes imagining the razor hitting her skin and the burn, the pain and shock, blood flowing. Ravens eyes shot open in pain as she tripped and fell onto her knees, an arm wrapped around her stomach. "Raven!" said a familiar shape shifting voice.
She felt herself cough up blood and her vision got blurry... she was gonna be sick.
