T. J.: Wow! My third chapter today! I can't stop myself! I must type!
SM: Time for a question!
Chipy: (Takes out a card) Today's question is sponsored by: Wayne Industries. When you're Gotham City and need a hand, Bruce Wayne will show you the land!
Today's question: Who knows Breaker and why?
T. J.: Plus I need ways to reveal who the OCCs really are, so ask random questions! Please
Now on with the fic
Fuzzy: Hold on!
Disclaimer: T. J. Infinat soes NOT own the Teen Titans, or any other things related to the show, he does, however, own the group known as BLACKSTORM, and the series B L A C K S T O R M, and all of it's plots, he also owns the switch on your back that makes you blow up.
Chipy/Sm: (Giggles)
T. J.: That's not funny! NOW. . . .on with the fic.
The after shocks tear at the very existence of the universe, who will save the day this time?
T. J.: In the cold of the ni-
In the cold of the night, Sword stood to gather his thoughts. There were many questions, all of the unanswered. First of all. . . .
Where am I?
Sword thoughts raced to form the answers, pure logic his only aid
I'm either in a different galaxy, or a whole other demension, . . .Yeah, that sounds nice.
He was satisfied with his answer, this was enough for the 16 year old. As he thought, a rare change in expression played across his face, he frown, a worried frown.
Did Blade do this?
The thoughts all came back at once. Struggling for a year to track down his older brother, the master killer who had become a vessle for the third time that the Drakk Eater Apocalypse decided to kill every Cavosal left. He had failed several times. Each time, Blade came close to killing him, and leaving him alive for the simple fact that they were family.
He thought of his friends. . . .Friends, the word was weird in his thoughts. Every companion he had had started out as an enemy. Each one in turn was forced by their authority figure to join Sword in his quest to defeat Blade, and had grown close from there.
Sword was pretty sure that they all would haveeasily taken the chance to kill him. .. . . . 'Kill' was too strong. . . . They would have all taken the chance before a few months from the end of his journey. At the end, they had all grown close, finally pulling together for the battle that led to the supposed Death of Blade.
No . . . . .he didn'tSword thought hard.
This isn't his style, and plus, he was near death, using all of his power to lift my BLACKSTORM curseSword was swamped the assumption that the person, or thing that did this wasn't aiming at him in particular. It was more of a random act, anyone would have done.
Who are these new people? Are they 'people' per say?"Sword's brain, again, drifted back to the five people in the tower. He currently was on top of the tower, His emotionless face gazing out into the water. He stood there, right at the edge, not even looking down to make sure he didn't fall.
"State your allegiance." A dark, emotionless voice suddenly appeared behind him.
Sword's face flinched just once, a small twitch near the mouth, his headphones popped up a centimeter (Oh yeah, Sword wears these weird looking headphones 24/7) Sword thought to turn around, but decided against it. He felt that the cloak-wearing teen would be better off not seeing his face.
"Outcast." Sword said, hearing the short chime that came with the automated answer. Raven had just asked him a question that Drakks everywhere are forced to answer. Only a few Drakks have to say 'Outcast', since they have a clan name to take. She probably knew that question because she was half demon. Demon:The Milky Ways form of Drakk.
Sword knew because her aura was that of a Drakks, but under control.
Does she know how to get out of this?Raven stood facing the back of the mysteriousboy, named Sword. She saw no hidden reason for the name. After asking him that penetrating question, her since of idiocy grew. She had to know why this vibe was coming from him.
Raven had felt the vibe halfway through a dream. She knew that all the Titans were sleep, and that the other people, who called themselves "BLACK STORM" were supposedly sleep. But the vibe wouldn't quit, so she narrowed it and found Sword on the roof.
Earlier on, when Robin introduced everyone, Raven had tapped into all of the newcomers auras, and found out that every one of them, except for Jill, were demons of some sort. The most impressive aura came from the one they called 'Breaker.'
Raven knew her already, though, since she was a regular at the Interdemensional Demon Princess Banquets. That is. . .until 24 years ago. Then, 8 years after that, Raven stopped going too. She and Breaker had been on a first name basis. It seemed like the girl was distant now.
But more surprising than that. . . .was the fact that this 'Sword' didn't have an aura.
I know he has one.
Raven thought.
He may be hidding it.
Then, a plan formed. What she would have to do wa. . .
"You're wondering if I have an aura," The green haired boy was facing her now, she hadn't notice him turn. . . . .creepy. "Aren't you?"
Raven thought for a while, she needed to go about this carefully.
"Don't worry," Sword stepped forward a bit. "I have one. I just choose not to let it show." The statement grazed Raven as a very strange one.
"Why not?" Raven was looking the boy up and down now, searching hard for the pinhole that could let her see it. Her eyes narrowed.She didn't hear the mono-tone voice reply.
"You're good," she admitted when she couldn't find it. She looked up, finding that the boy was walking backward.
"If you want to see it, all you have to do is ask." he walked back some more, a casual walk, the red rays of the sunrise on the left side of his face. Raven was marvelling at how easy that was when she noticed something.
He had walked off the tower.
And was still stepping.
"Protect yourself." it sounded like a warning from the boy of tan complexion. "And whatever you do, don't look away until I say." Raven suppressed excitement and a little apprehension.
Sword stepped out a little, he was at least 10 yards away from the tower now.
"This is the only chance you get," he warned. . . .With a grim expression, he let it rip
Robin sat up in his bed, as if an explosive was placed under his head. Sniffing the air, he noticed something weird. Then the pain came. . . .
It felt like a million knives in his stomach, he had to double over, lest he die. The Titans alarm blew wide open. In each blare, Robin met pain.
"AUGGGHGHHH." that was Beast boy.His scream, coming from 7 room away, chanced into the blast of an elephant, then monkey screams, then a horse's bellow. Screams erupted all over the place.
5
he counted through the pain. Beast Boy, Starfire, what he thought was Jill, an unmistakable Mongo. All he could hear of Cyborg was the uncontrolled wirring of his metallic lung. Robin crawled out of his bed, tearing. He needed to make it to the door.
The door, the door. AUGH!
The door slid open, and through blinding light, he saw a lone shape come through and pick him up. Before Robin passed out, he heard the voice.
" Sword had to pick TONIGHT to show off!"
Breaker glared across the room at the boy. "So immature." her voice was flat. Not the calm flat of Raven, or Sword, or even the stoic flat of Rayne, but the angry flat. She had been woken from meditation for this?
"Just had to show off, didn't you?" she waved her hands in digust. Sword just stood there, taking it. They were all in the main room, most on the floor recovering from the event that happened 3 hours ago.
Raven, Rayne, and Cyborg stood off to the side, watching the offender get verbally asaulted. Breaker was talking a mile a minute, going in and out of english, and into the Hades language. Sword just stood there, the same blank look on his face.
"What happened up there?" Rayne leant over and whispered in Raven's ear. Cyborg, a little late, leaned over and tried to hear too.
Raven looked over at Rayne. "He showed me his aura." she pushed it out. This was confusing.
Rayne looked at Raven and his aura flared in disbelief. "He showed you his aura?" Rayned stoic voice could not hide his disbelief and. . . .was that jealousy? "I've been trying to see it for a year now!"
Raven got the feeling that only certain people got the 'previlege' of seeing Sword's aura. She, in particular, didn't see it as a previlege.
For one thing, it hurt.
Raven's mind was taken back to the rooftop, where the miraculous unveiling took place. She remembered the pain, the stomach knives, the skin prickles. As the colomn of air had hit her, it was all she could do not to lose her balance and fall. She had to keep her eyes turned toward Sword, no matter what.
When she could open her eyes, she saw it.
She couldn't believe her eyes. It was the most impressive aura she had ever seen. It could even compete with her father's! There it was, an endless firecracker, it was like fire and water, but in harmony.
There were the vibes that came out of it. The vibe of warmth, fear, hatred, everything that Raven wasn't used to. It hurt to feel it, in a strange way. Raven couldn't notice her cloak billowing out, or her aura shrinking back, for the overload of her senses.
10 seconds seemed like 10 hours. Finally, the aura dispersed, but not before Sword came closer. He looked different, encased in the warm glow. He was handsome.
All of thelights in the towerblacked out as ignored feelings surged back. . . .
T. J. : So, what do you think? I'm I taking ittoo fast?
Chipy: By now, it's obviouswhat the first pairing is! Take 2 and call me in the mourning!
T. J.: That's it! Thanks for reading
