Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans
A/N: Ignore the total randomness in this chapter, but just a minor warning if you read carefully you can pretty much pick up that under Syn and Dante's rather funky episodes go far deeper into a darker truth.
Enjoy!
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Forget I asked
"Well …" Gwen sighed and closed her eyes after the last of the Azarians were shipped off the Island to the Safe-Zone on Azarath. After Reign declared that the Skyline was too dangerous for anyone to live on until rebuilt, the dark haired priestess looked up to her younger brother, Miles. Staring out the window of the Starship Silver looking sullen and passive, their blood-red eyes glazed over in … nothing. They couldn't feel anything … they were numb … and just seeing her brother mirror how she knew she felt … what she was going to see fell flat.
There was nothing to say.
What could be said after their Island was practically destroyed!
Sure they won … but … so many homes, so many lives of innocent fighters lost. If Reign was around he'd tell it straight the body count was high, but since he had shipped himself off to the Southern lands in order to speak to the Demon Lord and thank him for the use of his daughter and his people. Plus travel to the Dragon Lands as well … it was going to be a long time till Reign would be seen by his two other siblings who had miraculously stayed alive in the middle of he war-zone. It was said that once they reached the Safe-Zone – Location Unknown for obvious reasons. There would be a grand celebration for their win. Yet neither Miles nor Gwen was ecstatic about it.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Master Miles, Lady Gwen permission to enter?" it was Arella Roth, both the siblings glanced at each other in confusion.
Confused for obvious reasons.
Wasn't she supposed to be with her daughter and her friends in the other ship?
What was she doing on the Starship Silver?
Miles waved a hand at the guard to allow her entrance, they bowed and the door unfolded in a circular rotation, Arella stepped in looking as if she hadn't been in the Chamber for a while now. Though she looked exhausted and tired – it wasn't hard to guess why, people from the Chamber are always recommended to rest and regain their energy after healing themselves for such a long period of time. Nevertheless, Arella didn't feel rest was what she needed; she needed to see the two now parentless children of the Lord and Lady of Azarath.
Miles and Gwen watched as the older woman stopped before them both and bowed in respect, "Forgive what intrusion I may bring."
"No, there was no such intrusion," Miles quickly spoke to wave against her apologize, Arella nodded and Miles questioned, "Though … it would be nice if you explained why you're on the Silver instead of the Phoenix."
Arella smiled softly, "I have my reasons … one being … I think you both need me more than my daughter."
Gwen narrowed her eyes on Arella, "We don't need your pity if that's what you're here for."
"Of course not … no one likes to be pitied … at least no one I know." Arella sighed, "But I am here to apologize for the death of your mother and father –"
"What good is an apology!" Arella bowed her head when Gwen broke out and shouted in complete outrage or frustration, Miles sighed when he saw tears start to stream down his sister's face, "Apologies aren't going to bring them back! They never do Roth! You should know this! So stop wasting your time and your breath because I don't want to hear it!"
"Gwen," Miles warned and locked his calm eyes on her wild sorrow filled blood-red orbs. Sobbing she scoffed and rushed out of the room, the guards did nothing to stop her as she stormed away leaving Arella with Miles. Seeing that his sister was distraught, Miles sighed and turned his back to the older woman. Rubbing the bridge of his nose in order to wipe away the on coming headache he looked at Arella through the reflection of the glass against the bright sunny day, "Explain yourself quickly Arella … clearly apologies isn't the only reason you're here otherwise you would have left by now. What is it you wish to say?"
"The Seven Amulets," Arella started bluntly, "I wish to know what you plan on doing to retrieve them."
Miles narrowed his eyes at her reflection, then turned to face her with a look of utter suspicion, "It is you that kept your "smart" idea from the council that had them killed by the Dragon. I think you being involved with the retrieval of the Seven Amulets is a mistake all it's own. Priestess Jahzaya is still missing, hell, possibly dead now! No, you don't need to know."
Sternly Arella narrowed her violet eyes on blood-red hues, "Master Miles, I think it would be in our greatest interest that I have some part in getting it back … or do you wish the worst for our kind as we know it."
"Are you threatening me?"
"No," Arella stepped up to Miles, about the same height as if not, he being half an inch taller than her, it was clear. Even if in fatigue state she was not afraid to stand behind her beliefs, even if it was the prince of Azarath, "I'm warning you, child. You have no idea the power that's behind those Amulets when in the hands of a Hellborn like Ellris'malchron –" Miles looked livid about to demand her leave Arella interrupted him and turned her back without bowing to the prince, "– don't bother … I'll let myself out."
With that Arella Roth made her exit, leaving Miles to fume and seethe at the idea of the woman even thinking she had that right!
Wait … Miles thought for a moment and came to an embarrassing conclusion, She does have the right … Priestess Jahzaya made it so … damn, smart, very clever.
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"Whoa … no … way …" Beast Boy blinked, and blinked again staring back and forth from Malchior to Raven, then from them to Syn and Dante and back to Malchior and Raven, "dude … I can't believe it … bu-but I'm seein' it!"
Starfire gazed in amazement and floated up to Syn and Dante eyeing them with great interest and wonder, even pocking at them to make sure they weren't some kind of hologram. Then, cracking out one of her most famous bright smiles she giggled and floated back to her seat, "Marvelous! They do look exactly like Friend Raven and the Malchior! Oh this is so exciting!"
Cyborg snorted and crossed his arms over his chest, while Robin sat back and eyed the two in suspicious glares. Syn sneered; she always knew Robin to be a hard-ass and quite frankly admired him for his hard work and effort. Especially when he became Nightwing, now that was quite a story she'd love to tell any day. The adventures she had with him and the grown Titans along side her brother. They were so much fun!
"So … when are you going back?" Robin questioned with a concerned tone, "I mean … isn't it dangerous for the two of you to be lingering here any longer than necessary?"
"Well," Syn scoffed, "obviously we're still here, so that means our job ain't done yet now doesn't it?"
Robin scowled, she had an attitude, Dante sighed and pushed Syn back, "Excuse her tone, but she lacks in manners."
Syn smirked and jerked a thumb to Raven and Malchior, "I blame the parentals."
Smack!
"OW!" Syn yelped when the back of her head was hit, turning to glare at her brother he backed up and shook his head, and her snarl dropped as she slowly turned to Raven and found her infamous scolding glare with a low growl. Syn gulped and backed off, she never dared to snarl at her mother or father, and in their race it meant pure defiance. No child of a demon or dragon ever defied their parents unless they wanted a challenge. Though it still didn't stop her from running her mouth, "Geez, I'm not even born yet and you're already hitting me."
Raven shook her head and sighed, "Gotta start somewhere."
"I'm with Beast Boy here," X and Rorek, both at the same time re-entered the lounge of the Starship Phoenix after getting themselves something to snack on. That being a couple of fruit looking things that tasted distinctly like mangos to X. Not bad, he had to be honest as his amber eyes looked over the family with a shakeof his head, "I can see it as clear as day … but seriously … these two? You guys' kids? I laugh in the face of creation. Clearly there was a personality mix up, because they are neither like you two."
"Oh?" Malchior, already getting bored with all the talking leaned against the glass window. Arms crossed over his chest as he closed his eyes and sighed, yet reopened them to lock his metallic eyes on the thief, "And how else would you see my offspring acting other then the way they are now?"
X shrugged and took a bite out of the mango tasting fruit, "I dunno know, refined."
Malchior scoffed, "Refined, now there's a word I'd never thought I'd hear come from your mouth."
"Anyone ever tell you you're an asshole yet?" X sneered as he took another bite out of his fruit then glanced at Raven and shook his head in a mock look of disapproval, "Really "cuz" you could've done better, but I guess it's always the hot girls that get the assholes. Sad really –" he paused to look at Starfire and Robin then shook his head still trying not to crack up, "– yep, real sad."
Even Rorek tried not to break up in laughter as he saw – and heard – Malchior's deep infernal growl, stuffing his mouth with more of the fruit to shut himself up, Syn and Dante coughed and tried really hard not to laugh. Though it was hard not to especially when X was snickering all over the place without trouble, Syn walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his arm, Startling the thief and everyone else when she planted a big kiss on his cheek, "That's why I love you so much Kenny!"
Dante sweat-dropped and marched up to his sister; grabbing her by the back of her tight black tang-top he yanked her away from the freaked out thief, "Syn, for the last time! We're not in our time!"
"Yeah! I know!" Syn yanked herself out of her brother's grasp and ran back to X with hearts in her eyes, "That's why this is now my chance to get him to see that I'm the only one for him! We're meant to be!"
Kenneth huffed and wiggled out of the girl's tight grip mumbling to himself in utter annoyance, "Not another Ricky."
"Ricky!" Syn jerked her head back and growled, seeing red. Literally! Her eyes were beginning to glow scarlet! "Who the hell is Ricky? Someone I should know about?"
Rorek raised a brow and communicated through the mid in order to keep from upsetting the girl anymore than she already was now, "Ricky likes you?"
Kenneth shrugged, "He's obsessed with me …" another bite from the fruit and another dodge form the girl that tried to get him to tell her who Ricky was, "Don't ask."
"You gay?"
X growled, "Fuck you! I'm on the straight!"
Rorek shrugged, "Could have fooled me."
"You know what, you're just asking for an ass whoopin' get over here!" without warning X jumped for Rorek tossing his fruit on the ground, Rorek yelped at the sudden move and made a mad dash for a clearing, but Starfire was in the way and Robin cut him off to roll. Which only made one thing clear, bringing up a barrier at the last minute; Rorek cringed when X smashed his fist into it. Shoving it back and slamming the thief into the far wall – which Dante had to dodge out of the way least he'd be the receiving end.
Just as Rorek was about to drop the barrier, Syn lunged at him with a knife and tackled him to the ground, Beast Boy and Cyborg jumped up on the couch in order to avoid getting cut or sliced when Rorek kicked the girl off and sent her flying into the air. X who was just getting over being crushed under the damn barrier looked up and yelped when he saw Syn coming down on him. Bracing for impact, X growled when he felt her weight land all on him her knife nearly cleaving off his finger when it stabbed in between his middle and ring fingers.
Malchior snorted as Rorek got to his feet and huffed, his eyes wide open clearly he never suspected such a rash action form the both of them. Looking over to the dragon, Malchior shot him a dry look, "Whatever happened, I'm sure it was all your fault."
Rorek glared, "Gee, thanks for taking my side in the matter."
"Kenny, you okay?" Syn asked as she helped X to his feet, the thief just yanked his hand away and glared at the girl.
"Look here princess, let's get one thing straight, I'm not yours and I'm never gonna be yours so back off, lay off, and step off cause there's no place in hell you'll find me with a chick. Especially with one like you." with a snort the thief shot a look to both Raven and Malchior. Nether showed emotion or seemed to care what had happened, because to them it was just X being X. With a huff, the thief looked down at his fruit and scowled, "Great, Rorek, I'm still not done with you yet! I'll be back!"
"Oh rapture," Rorek snorted and sat down on the couch in between both Beast Boy and Cyborg, Cyborg giving Raven an odd look the same as Robin.
At once they both asked curiously, "Does this always happen?"
Raven nodded, "Quite."
Dante shook his head and nudged the stunned Syn, who – for once in her life since for as long as Dante's known her – had nothing to say. Her violet eyes blinked once, then twice as if to be sure she wasn't at home anymore and sighed then sent a glare at her brother when he was giving her a worried look, "What?"
"Nothing," Dante quickly shook his head and looked away from the dragoness that crossed her arms and leaned against the dented wall. A barely visible pout on her lips as she glared at the ground and pretty much cursed the world she was in. Sure she was born and raised on it … but right now … she hated it, No … I don't hate it … I never could … but for some reason … I could never be good enough for it!
"Syn?" looking up form the ground and dropping her glare when she saw it was her future mother giving her a look of concern, Syn shot her a winning – if not totally bogus smile.
"Whasup mani?"
"…" Raven thought for a moment, She's my age – literally! Maybe … hopeful for a second that she could really help her future kid someway or another, Raven frowned and shook her head, No … I'll just be doing her more harm than good. Reaching out a hand to rest on her shoulder, Syn gave it an odd look then shot her mother with a confused expression. Which Raven returned with an impossible to read emotion, "Don't push it too hard."
With a pat on her shoulder Raven made her way out of the lounge, feeling that all that really needed to be said had already been said for now. Starfire and Robin looked at each other and shrugged while Beast Boy and Cyborg both plopped on the cushion of the lounge in the Starship Phoenix getting ready to just chill. Rorek yawned himself and walked out, following after Malchior who was actually following Raven.
Down the corridor Rorek separated himself to head for his room while Malchior quietly "snuck up" from behind his little demoness. Catching her right before he door slid shut, he chuckled as she gave a tiny gasp at being pulled into a deep kiss. Pulling away he smirked at her glare of annoyance, "You don't think I'm going to let you out of my sights just yet do you my sweet? I think I've been awfully patient for you have I not?"
"Oh come on Malchior," Raven growled and wiggled out of his grasp. Inwardly shuttering when she felt his claws graze her skin and holding back a whine when his warmth left her body. She still refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing that his touch effected her so much, turning to head towards her privet bath she huffed, "not now, just go away to your own room okay? I'm tired and filthy, I'm going to take a bath."
Malchior's smirk turned to a full-blown grin, "Good, so do I, I'll join you."
Raven stopped and spun around to stare wide-eyed saucers at the dragon, her cheeks flushed red with color, even if she'd already "shared a bed" with him so to say. It still embarrassed her at how forward he was, "Excuse me?"
"I don't need to repeat myself love, you heard me." he was already taking off his shirt and Raven shook her head.
"Hold on! There is a little thing called personal space and I don't very much appreciate mine's being vio –" silenced with another one of his kiss, Raven wanted to fight it, damn it! The way he dipped his tongue into her mouth and ran it over her own, how the hell could she deny him all of her, let alone allow for his scent and taste elude her.
Nope, Malchior wasn't the only one who thought his mate tasted like something so sweet there should have been a law against it. What turned into a way to shut her up – trust, Raven knew what Malchior was doing and damn it to hell it was working, it was just the beginning of something far more "sinful". Not like either of them were complaining, oh-no! Far from it!
The way Malchior saw it, there was just no other way of shutting her up and no matter how much he loved to hear his name pass her lips. The rest was just: 'blah, blah, blah' for him, don't get him wrong, he listens to her, he understands he, loves her with every fiber of his being, especially her shyness. (Which he thought was just ever so adorable.) Nevertheless, she proved back on the Skyline she was far from shy when correctly approached.
Suddenly breathing was remembered to be an essential to their living and reluctantly they pulled away long enough to catch their breath, Malchior just knowing he won with that sudden pout on her face, "Now … what was that you were saying love?"
Raven snarled and grabbed the back of his neck, yanking him into the bathroom as he fangs lengthened and her eyes glazed over with a slight pink tint, "Just shut-up and get in here."
"Temper, temper," Malchior looked back and stumbled when she pushed him towards the shower portion of the bathroom, turning around to press his back against the cold tiled wall he snickered as his sweet little Raven sauntered towards him with intentions anything, but "sweet" in mind.
Raven ran her tongue along her fangs and eyed him the same as he eyed her, like something they could just "eat up" so to say, locking her tinted pink violet eyes on equally tinted metallic black. The demoness dared to chuckle and shrug, her voice her very tone suggested something dark, yet promising, "You started it, Malchior … I'm just going to finish it."
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"That stuffs gonna kill ya," in her demonic tongue Syn warned and shook her head at her brother as she leaned against the door to the public bathroom, watching as he panted and hunched over the sink. Shuttering, he glared and growled menacingly at his younger twin, his eyes completely scarlet and fangs at full length, Syn was neither afraid nor pitiful as he gritted his teeth and tried so hard to stop from shivering, "Seriously Dante … you have to lay off or else."
"Shut-up," Dante snarled and closed his eyes, slowly reopening them and looking in the mirror to see that they had returned back to it's original state. He blinked once, then twice and sighed when he saw his once neatly kept black hair was mangled and messy. Glancing over to his sister he sneered and snorted, standing straight up and straightening himself out the best he could. He sucked in a deep breath, but coughed and leaned into the sink when he felt and saw blood splatter out. "Damn it …"
Syn winced, "It's getting worse ain't it."
Dante growled, "Didn't I just say shut-up?"
"Sorry, but I can't?"
With a roll of his eyes, Dante wiped his mouth clean of blood, washed out the white marbled sink and reached into his pocket. Pulling out what looked to be a normal inhaler, he glared at his sister as he shook the tiny bottle, "Why not?"
"Because dear brother, you can't shut up, you can only shut down … like what you're about to do if you take another hit of that." Syn frowned in worry when he stopped shaking the inhaler and brought it to his lips, then with little hesitation sprayed and took a deep breath. Syn growled when he coughed and dropped the inhaler, once again looking like a mess he stumbled back, but pushed himself towards the sink. Trying so hard to hold himself up, Syn saw he was losing, "Fuck."
In a flash she was by his side and letting him lean on her when he lost all the strength to hold himself up. Shaking violently, but surprisingly controlling his breathing and heart rate, Syn slapped a hand over his mouth when he let out a muffled scream of pain. Cringing when he chocked on his own voice and coughed up more blood. Letting him spit it out before he chocked on it, she gasped when his claws dug into her shoulder.
Though she didn't let it get to her, laying him down gently on the bathroom floor she glanced back at the door just remembering it was a public bath; she ran to it and locked it then shut off the lights. Trusting that her demonic and dragon sense would allow her a clear sight in the dark. She knew her brother would be vulnerable in his state and she scrambled for the inhaler. Finding it she stuffed it into her pocket – yet in the mists of her stumbling she dropped it back on the floor and returned to her brother, "Dante … Dante … can you hear me?"
"…Ye .." he coughed once more … but the message was clear, he did hear her, but it wasn't like he was in any condition to speak or do very much.
With a frustrated sigh, Syn tried her best to keep a hold of his weight, "Come on Dante, give me your hand, I can't teleport us without your half."
Weakly and the best he could he lifted a hand to hers and interlocked them, holding without effort, Syn squeezed his hand as tight as she could and felt his power flow into her. Eyes closed concentrating and searching, she found the power she wished to harness and slowly opened her now eerie white glowing eyes, "Azarath … Metrion … Zinthous …"
Engulfed in darkness Syn kept the image of her brother's room within her head and once she felt her feet touch the ground she gently placed him on his bed and grabbed a near by towel, wiping the sweet off his forehead and taking odd his glasses. She yelped when a black tentacle lashed out from her brother's heart and slapped her away. Thrown to the ground, Syn growled and glared at the dark magic that sank back into her brother's soul, Fuck Dante, seriously, if you want to block out hell from consuming your heart the least you can do is find a method that doesn't concern you passing out from an OD. Lucky you're a quart Dragon otherwise you'd be 12 feet under. So just for this, I'll be holding on to the Inhaler for now.
Up from the ground, Syn glared down at her brother and shook her head, glancing to a mirror in his room she blinked when she saw her eyes were still glowing white, meaning she could still use the power she borrowed from him. Deciding to use it, she opened a black portal with her hand and stuck it through; using the power of memory she flicked on the lights in the bathroom and unlocked the door. Pulling her hand out of the hole it closed up and that was the last she'd use of her brother's untapped power. Yes, their powers work in a funny way, whatever they don't tap into when given enough energy to the other twin, that twin can use it.
Without much thought or consideration she left her brother to heal hismelf in the darkness of his quarters (she shut the blinds before she left). Walking down the hall and casually strolling along, she never bothered to double check her pocket to see if his inhaler was really there. Where if she had, Syn would have realized that it was still on the Public Bathroom's floor, where she dropped it in her stumble to help her brother.
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I bet you didn't see that coming didja? Heh … yes, well be patient I'll explain this in a bit, along with everything else, but remember Ellris is still out there, so there are a quite few problems still floating around that I need to string together. Next chapter will be soon, sorry there's no mini episode with the characters and myself … OH and sorry that Francesca wasn't in here, I thought she would be, but I couldn't fit her in any of the scenes for this chapter.
Okay then, I'll shut up now, see ya next chapter!
L8er daez!
