Aki: You like me! You really like me!...Okay I hope you like this story. Several important things happened this week: Tuesday was my birthday, I got my hair cut, and I have a dance competition tomorrow. I am so nervous, wish me luck. Oh yeah Please Review.
Friday Night
Chapter 3
It was Friday night, nine o'clock. A teenage girl was walked alone in the waste lands right outside Jump City. As a cool breeze blew the cloak surrounding her, she pulled it tighter for warmth. A hood disguised her face. A crescent moon, stars, and the light leaking from the nearby city were the only thing showing her path. She was like a shadow. This is how it would have appeared to an onlooker.
An owl hooted and swooped above Raven's head. Her eye's followed it until it landed on a rocky ledge nearby. The bird was green, Raven smiled to herself, at least she was not alone. The girl walked over to the ledge.
"What are you doing here," she whispered.
Beast Boy changed back into a human, "The question is, 'why are you?'"
"It is Friday. The night of the ransom," she said stating the obvious that Beast Boy knew.
"That is not what I meant," he replied bitterly.
"I know," she rebuked sarcastically.
"You said you were not going to come here. You said we would find another way."
"I lied."
"You are a good liar," said Beast Boy, pausing for a moment, "Or at least I believed you," he finished.
"Which doesn't say much, does it?" she replied coldly, poking fun at his gullibility.
"Anyway," continued Beast Boy, brushing the jest aside which was unusual for him, "you said you weren't gona' come."
"How did you find me out?"
"You weren't in your room."
"You went in my room?" she asked threw clenched teeth.
"Only after I knocked a million times!" he defended.
"Okay," she said still angry, "back to my first question. What are you doing here?"
"Finding you, duh!" he said in a whimsical manner. Raven raised an eyebrow under her hood and though Beast Boy could not see it, he felt its meaning. He continued in a more sober tone, "Did you seriously think I was going to let you go alone. I am not about to let another one of my friends get captured by some weirdo." Raven held back a smile, it was times like these that you realized how brave and caring Beat Boy really was.
"I do not know," said Raven unsure, "I do not want you in danger."
"Raven, we are the Teen Titans. We are in danger almost every day and remember, I can turn into a fly," said Beast Boy demonstrating it as well.
"Okay, you can come, but stay a fly. I do not want them catching you too," said Raven in uncharacteristic worry. Beast Boy in fly version landed on her shoulder as she continued her journey toward Arrow's Point wondering how much time she had spent talking with Beast Boy.
The waste lands were right outside Jump City. They were rocky and barren, and absent of all human habitation for miles. It was the perfect place for a kidnapper or criminal to strike. The green fly buzzed a little in Raven's shoulder, she understood why. This was the place was where the Teen Titans had first meet Terra. The loss of his crush must still be playing hard on Beast Boy's mind. He acted normal, happy, and giddy on the outside, but losing someone important to him… Well he will never be the same again. Terra was a little piece of his heart and soul, and when she was lost, that piece of heart and soul was lost also.
Raven was now approaching the base of Arrow's Peak with little time to spare. Arrow's Peak was a big rock that jutted out of the ground going up to a sharp point. It was narrow, steep, and could be walked around rather quickly. The only thing really remarkable about it was that it was very tall, and stood higher then pretty much every this else in the waste land. The mysterious girl narrowed her eyes as she saw a subtle movement. She took a few more steps closer and this time did see something. A man, she guessed from his height and vague body shape that was hidden beneath a ground length black cloak. His hood was drawn low over his face, hiding it from view. Raven assumed that this was T.M.R.'s counterpart he had referred to in his letter. Who else would be dressed in all black in the waste lands in the middle of the night? Yeah, that is what I thought.
Raven took a hesitant step forward from her paused position. This was a lot scarier than she expected. That hesitant step was the last one she took unnoticed, for she disturbed a couple pebbles and caught the cloaked man's attention. He stood up straight from his leaning position and looked around. Raven stood still like a deer in a headlight. The man pulled a stick from the folds of his cloak and muttered under his breath, a light appeared at one end of it.
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Lucuis Malfoy, donned in his Death Eater's garb, stood leaning against the cold, rocky pillar of Arrow's Point. He hated being delegated to what he regarded as a meager task. He was a proud man and did not find any greatness to capturing muggle children, an American at that! A few nights ago he led a few other Death Eaters to the capture of four of the Teen Titans. Swiftly and silently, while the one girl, Raven, was her name, was out of the way. They only got three. The Dark Lord was not happy about that. Somehow they underestimated the muggle children who had really put up a fight, that they did not realize that they had not captured the green boy too.
In his own mind, Lucius believed that the plan was very dubious. No real rhyme or reason, though he dare not question his Master's wishes but only in his head, far, far away. He understood that the needed the other Teen Titans as incentive to get the girl to do what the Dark Lord wanted her to do. But why not kidnap her with the others? Would not that be that be easier? Apparently not.
He understood that now. Those muggles were more powerful than he thought. He could only imagine how strong the resistance would have been with the other two fighting and, as much as he hated to admit it, he was not sure he and his team would have necessarily won. Lucius was driven out of his thoughts by the clattered of stones. He suddenly stood upright, cursing himself for his unawareness and looked for the source of the noise.
'Damn the dark!' he thought to himself before groping in his cloak for his wand. He pulled it out and muttered, "Lumos." He lifted his wand in front of himself for the maximum light ring, and spotted the source right away. The figure recoiled slightly at the light. Her face was hidden by the shade of her navy hood that connected to a long cloak, pinned in the front by a broach. It was a girl, the girl.
"Going to stand their all night?" he asked in a sneer, upset with himself for letting a simple muggle sneak up on him.
"Maybe," she answered without a pause in a sarcastic monotone that shocked even the great and pompous Lucius Malfoy.
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"Going to stand their all night?" asked a pretentious, British voice.
'Britain was a right lead,' Raven thought and then answered, "Maybe." She hid all her fear and nervousness behind a façade of fearlessness and coolness, which, as iterated before, were the exact opposite of her true feelings. Raven saw that the man was taken back by the swift remark.
"Fearless are we?" he asked in an arrogant speech.
"Maybe," she said again. Could he not hear her heart beating wildly? Could he not see the drop of sweat rolling down the side of her face? Did he not know she was all alone….The fly Beast Boy buzzed reassuringly on her shoulder, okay maybe not so alone.
"Well I love to stay and chat, but we have business to attend too. But I may say this conversation has been absolutely stimulating," intervened Lucius after another empty silence, laying on the sarcasm pretty thick. Raven said nothing.
He pulled a large stone from a pocket in his cloak. Raven cocked an eyebrow under her hood. As far as she could tell there was nothing special about the stone. It was rough and dull, brownish-gray in color. One could find millions in the waste land, yet he held it like it was very important. Beast Boy decided to take a closer look and began to fly over to it.
"Come on," commanded to the cloaked man, all hint of sarcasm replaced with haughty command. Raven walked over to him as he held out the stone for her to touch. Now several things happened simultaneously. A split second before Raven's fingers made contact to the stone Beast Boy in fly form landed on it. And a split second after Raven's fingertips connected with the stone there was an unexpected pull, like a hook in her navel. She gasped despite herself.
Colors, sounds, and images were blurred around her as she, the mysterious cloaked man, and Beast Boy the fly were being pulled threw the air at an amazingly fast rate. Raven started to ponder over things she had not thought about before.
'Who are these people? What are these people? What was with the glowing stick…wand maybe? Technology can definitely not do this, so was it magic? But she had not heard of any spells that could do this.' Raven shivered at the possibly of magic. That meant these people matched her ability, that she did not have the upper hand. Not that she had the upper hand in the first place. Think about it, they had more cards than she had. They have three of her friends, hidden identities, hidden location, hidden everything. She had herself and her powers, and Beast Boy and his powers, and, if her theory proved true, she had just lost one…
All of the sudden Raven hit a hard wooden floor and had the wind knocked out of her, she groaned. Miraculously the cloaked man someone did not fall and was now stalking to the door of what seemed to be an old, dusty bedroom.
"Stay," he commanded over his shoulder before he shut the door behind himself.
"What am I a dog," she said to no one in particular after he left.
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Lucius Malfoy smiled at the success of his mission. Sure it was not that hard, but come on he did a pretty good job of it, don't you say. He walked to the door of the Dark Lord's chamber and gave a message to the attendant at the door in a hushed voice. The attendant entered the room and said these three words…
"Master, she's here," ad then took exit.
A thin smile played against his snaky face, his red eyes had a slight twinkle in them. His plan was going well, almost too well, "Excellent."
