Witch Trials
Disclaimer – I do not own the Teen Titans, not now not ever. Well actually…
Chapter One – Suspicions
The friends walked back home after the sixth witch burning ceremony this week. Chances were that eventually one of the friends would be killed down too, one of the girls. Both were pretty suspicious, what with Kori's pronunciations and misunderstandings of life's most basic things and with Raven's constant pessimistic attitude.
The friends arrived home, a big ordinary house. (A/N the Titans Tower would look pretty suspicious!) They each had separate rooms with separate beds and separate junk on the tables. None of the friends were in any kind of relationship, but the house was normally filled with plenty of sexual tension.
Garfield went to Victor's room to hang a metal bucket of water over the door to prank Victor when he came in. Quickly he hid into the shadows and sneaked back into his room, Victor was currently downstairs reading.
Kori stepped into her room and collapsed onto the bed where she hugged a small wooden puppet of herself. She looked down at it and thought she saw an evil angry expression on the face as opposed to the usual cheery smile. Kori suddenly felt a wave of fury that seemed to come out of nowhere and she tossed the puppet across the room and into the wall. As the toy rolled down on the hard wooden floor, Kori looked at it again from her bed to see a friendly smile playing across the doll's now-cracked face. She walked to her windowsill and looked at the village. She looked at the vicar who was slowly making his way around the street, he waved to her. She did not respond to this, she spared him an evil frown and shut the window tightly. As she did so, the vicar could have sworn her eyes glowed green.
Raven walked into her room and locked the door swiftly behind her. She leaned her back against the door and sighed. 'That will be me someday. Burning on the stake as the wind harshly beats against my raw flesh,' she thought.It was almost poetic. The young girl knew her fate was sealed as soon as she discovered her unusual abilities. She was telekinetic and could read and even enter other people's minds. It was an uncommon gift to have any actual power among the witches. Raven stretched her arms in front of her and exercised her powers. Ebony clouds raced across her fingers. She closed her hands into fists and walked over to the windowsill. She sat there and looked over the village. The ashes were still full of red sparks on the small island in the lake. The witch burning ceremony takes place there every night, every two nights if the vicar was unsuccessful in hunting down the witch before midnight. This was how it worked here. Hunt a witch down and burn her before midnight or be promised nightmares in your sleep. All stupid superstitions of course.
Raven stretched out her fingers once more and telekinetically shut the window. Little did she know that there was the vicar standing across the street making sure everyone was asleep and not running amok in the village. Watching a girl shut the window with sinister black waves of power must have been pretty suspicious. But luckily for her, it was very dark and the vicar was partly blind. He could have believed it was a hallucination.
As she turned off the light and went to bed, and slowly all of the other lights in the house turned off, there was silence.
"Ahhh! Oh man! Cold! Cold! Cold… Whoever put that there is gonna be in a lot of trouble!"