Cold, dark. I'm cold and dark on the inside, empty too. My heart is but an empty vessel, a black hole full of nothingness. Since the defeat of my father, these thoughts have surfaced in my mind, replaying themselves over and over again, day after day. These voices in my head, they tell me that no one will ever love me; no one could ever love me. And I believe them. I believe the poisonous thoughts they tell me. And for that, this is all my fault, just like everything else. Everything is my fault. Everything.
I was only created to destroy the world. To be the portal to this world for my father. As soon as he took over, I was to die. That was my destiny. But it was changed. Changed by my friends, my mother, changed by me. I was never supposed to become a heroine; I was created to follow in my father's footsteps, after all, I am half demon. But one cannot forget my other half--my human half. Maybe this is what has kept me clinging to sanity, kept me clinging to life. Maybe that's what gave me a conscience, gave me emotions.
They say two halves make a whole, but never, never have I felt as if I was whole person. All throughout my life I felt like I was missing something. Something vitally important. Until recently, I never knew what I was missing. Love. I was missing love.
Created to destroy, I had never been loved, never had a chance to love. That is, until I met the Titans. After we defeated Trigon, when I hugged Robin, that's when I knew. Robin had stolen my heart; I had fallen for him. But he could never love me back. Not after what I did.
Once I had come to that realization, that's when I began to sink into the dark abyss of my mind. Depression, guilt, and sadness became part of my life. Dissatisfaction with myself soon followed. My mind, body, and soul was being attacked. Attacked by me. Slowly disintegrated by its own.
Cold, dark, alone, that's all I am.
I awoke with a start as a strange noise caught my attention. Looking out into the darkness of the night, my eyes stopped their scanning on a brightly clad figure besides me. I stumbled out of the bed and staggered to the source of the noise. Due to the blood loss, my knees buckled and I fell to the floor, room spinning.
"Wha?" Robin stirred a little. My eyes widened in terror as I frantically tried to raise myself off the floor; I tried with no avail. Sighing loudly, I immediately covered my mouth, as if that would stop the noise from reaching his ears.
He woke up completely, searching the room. "Raven? What are you doing on the floor?" He snorted, trying to suppress a laugh. I shot him an intimidating glare, causing his face to become more serious.
"I heard a noise and…well…" He nodded, knowing the rest of the story. He thrust his hand out at me, and I hesitantly took it. Gently, he pulled me up and helped me back into the cold, small hospital bed. Taking his seat in the plastic chair supplied by Cyborg, he gazed at me with his masked eyes.
"Raven, are you asleep?"
"No." My answer was dry and short, even I thought it sounded a little too rude.
"Raven, promise me something." His voice was pleading and innocent, like that of a little child's. His eyes were even pleading with me.
"What?"
"Promise me that you will never scare me like that again. And promise me that you will regain your…health." Sobs threatened to escape me. Tears had already formed in the corner of my eyes, blurring my vision.
"I'll try….I'll try…" Several minutes passed before he responded.
"I don't want to ever lose you. Ever. There's something that I've been wanting to tell you for a long time, Raven…I've love you." At this the tears trickled down my face and splashed gently onto my chest. Robin wiped away the tears with a wavering hand.
"I'm sorry…I knew you wouldn't feel the same way…" Crestfallen, a look of defeat washed over him.
"No! Robin, how can you not of seen? I love you, too. So much!" He looked at me intensely; our eyes locked together and cautiously, I reached a quivering hand out to his mask. He nodded, allowing me to go on. Gently, I ripped the black and white mask off of his face. A shocking pair of electric, ice blue eyes greeted me. Mesmerized by his beautiful eyes, I traced his face with my fingertips, stopping at his soft lips. As if a magnetic force was between us, we pulled together slowly. Our lips pressed together, and we shared a passionate kiss.
You know what? I don't think I'm ending here! In fact, I'm definitely continuing! So, sorry, I lied about being finished! Bad me! Um…did you like it? Oh, and was my description of Robin's eyes accurate? I try to do that, you know. All right, review NOW! Review or die!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Teen Titans…only the plot. And if you try to sue me, you will get nothing because I have nothing except an extremely crappy writing ability, and you can't take that away from me! You can't I say!