I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates. School's been bugging the hell out of me, and I've got writer's block. Grr…
Chapter 8: Tremors
"Please Raven?"
"No."
"…Pretty please?"
"No."
"……Pretty please with a zorka berry on the top?"
"Starfire, you're lucky I'm out here at all! I had to practically drown myself in sunscreen before I came out."
Raven lay on a beach-chair in a black one-piece next to a pool with a book in her hand, an umbrella shading most of her body. Starfire floated above her in a pink bikini. In the pool, Cyborg, Robin and Beast Boy were setting up an inflatable volleyball net.
"Why do you not wish to volley the ball with us?" asked the alien, hovering above Raven like a hummingbird.
"Because smacking a ball back and forth is not my idea of fun," Raven replied, becoming slightly irritated. Remember the last time you played volleyball? she thought, and considered saying this to Starfire, but held her tongue because it might spark another fight between her and Beast Boy.
"Well, what is your idea of fun?" asked Starfire.
"Does she even know the definition?" asked Beast Boy from the pool.
Raven gave him a death-glare. "My idea of fun is having no one to bug me," she muttered.
Beast Boy narrowed his eyes. "Well, you really should…"
The changeling stopped talking and Raven looked up from her book, and stared at what she saw. Beast Boy's mouth was moving but no words were coming out. Raven looked at the other Titans. Robin started talking too, but like Beast Boy, he wasn't saying anything.
Raven suddenly realized that it wasn't that the Titans weren't saying anything, she couldn't hear anything! The empath's head swam as she looked wildly around. Suddenly, she felt the ground beneath her shaking and she closed her eyes…
"Raven?"
The sound of Starfire's voice brought Raven back to the present. All the Titans were staring at her in bewilderment.
"Are you alright?" asked Starfire, looking at her friend with worry.
Raven got up from her chair. "I…I'm going to go inside," she replied. Then, she transformed into a shadowy, black bird and teleported into the house.
"Well, I doubt that Raven is enjoying this vacation much."
Raven's emotions huddled together in a small circle. Happy, the one with the pink cloak was the one who had spoken.
"No duh, you think?" replied Courage, rolling her eyes.
"Has she learned nothing from the time she kept her emotions locked up inside?" asked Love.
Courage raised an eyebrow. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Because", explained Intelligence, "she's having hallucinations and weird dreams because she's keeping her guilt inside her. She's killed someone; that'll stay with her for the rest of her life. Even if it was for the right reasons."
Love sweat-dropped. "Okay, the guilt wasn't exactly what I was talking about, but hey," she shrugged, "whatever floats your boat!"
A deep, menacing voice spoke from the back of the group. "If that little traitor had destroyed the Titans in the first place, then-"
"Can it, Rage!"
"Yeah, who's side are you on, anyway?" asked Happy.
Courage snorted. "It's whoever's being the most evil."
"Guys, it's Raven who we should be worrying about," said Intelligence. "If she holds her emotions in forever, it won't come out good. This time it'll hurt just her instead of the other Titans."
Okay, not the best or longest chapter I've ever written. Not pointless, just not the best. Like I said, I've got writer's block. This fic will be easier to write as it goes along though, so hopefully I'll be updating more often.
