Heat
Allright, I wrote this a while ago. It's a "happy" story. But you'll probably notice that. Out of all my stories, it compares most to the first Christmas story. Wasn't that fun?
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Raven's POVThe heat is rising in my face, spreading down my body, filling my slender, black-clad arms.
It is coming… and it is close.
My friends believe that it's a horrific experience for me when my anger rises, when the demon inside takes control. In many ways, they're right. The pain of it is unbearable. My flesh burns in an invisible inferno as the deepest pit of Hell opens inside me.
The pain… it's like a drug, really. It all was.
It is opening. The time has nearly come.
My friends want me to be happy, and help me control my anger. Bud don't they know that happiness lies deep within anger's domain?
Pure hate floods my veins, pulsing through me. I love it.
And here, here it is. The gate has been opened! I feel the fires, wrapping around me, caressing me like a lover. And burning… always burning. Flesh and soul, both are eaten in her hunger.
The demon… she is here now, she is taking over. The pain of it all, I want to die! But she won't let me. She will never let me.
She needs me to hunt…
Normal POV"Dude, I am SO wooping you!" Beast Boy shouted, rapidly punching buttons on his GameStation controller. He was interrupted by what sounded like a grunt or short scream.
"What was that?" he asked.
"I dunno, but it didn't sound good," Cyborg said, standing and walking out the door, sonic blaster charged and ready.
Raven's POVThe demon is gone now, but its hunger remains. Her prey lies motionless before me. Blood drips off my face, its taste lingering on my lips. Quickly I lean forward, ripping a ragged chunk of meat off the carcass and devouring it.
The others will come soon… they can never know.
I take another bite, then let my fear and pain take over…
And I scream.
Normal POVThe two boys, hearing the scream, sprinted to the roof as fast as they could. Throwing the door open, they saw Raven standing there, blood dripping from her face, and a brutally mangled body laying before her.
Mangled was an understatement. Most of the flesh was gone. The few scraps of face were easily recognizable though.
"Oh my god, is that-?" Beast Boy felt his stomach clench, and he fell back against the door, gritting his teeth and trying to not cover the roof with partially digested tofu.
"Control Freak…" Cyborg finished.
Raven stumbled over to the door, whimpering pitifully as the blood was washed off by the tears. "I-I came out here f-for a breath of air," Raven moaned, trying to cover her face with her blood-spattered hands, "and… this thing was here, eating him. It ran into m-me, and got his b-b-blood all over me!"
Beast Boy, fighting his gag-reflex, ran towards her. She fell into him, shaking with grief and terror, and, though he didn't know it, pleasure and pain. He hugged her close as Cyborg did a futile check for any bio-signals. Then he hurriedly ran inside to activate the tower's defense systems.
Raven's POVBeast Boy is so very warm… his blood is fresh. His body, tender… And someday his, and everyone else's, shall be mine… all mine.
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Well, that's it for this chapter. I was mad when I wrote this… definitely one of my "happy" stories. Anyways, hopefully this entertained you in some small way. And, in case you're wondering, I'm actually quite peaceful and, now, happy. It's kinda creepy. When I have a chance with a certain girl who will remain unnamed, I'm miserable. As soon as I know, without a doubt, that there's no chance, I'm suddenly happy. I DON'T GET IT!
Anyways, please review, and I'm not a psychopath. Thanks for reading.